>>40741658
They were using my sacred memories of the "interactions" I have had with the divine feminine, and flipping them using the contrarian exploit to facilitate their "flavor of pizza". Which we all know what that looks like. Like a little joke that has no humor, nor sense of such and self as such-likewise. The beastman thinks he devours the small, fragile girl - but in actuality, the She-Wolf, that ravenous beast of revelation, is the only true-form of consumption had in her. Devouring them through the rot they facilitate by sinning in their flesh, just as the sin to her in their minds. Rotting, inside and out.

Poor, pitiful, hapless, idiotic fools.