The first time I was overtaken with the overwhelming necessity to consume flesh has to be mine. The pure terror in my roommates eyes was absolutely repulsing.
Not being able to communicate the desire made him think I was nothing more than a ravenous beast.
After the initial bite to the base of his cerebellum he stopped moving and things weren't as bad, but as I happily munched down on his frontal lobe I dropped it onto the rug.
Eating that brain off the rug was absolutely the nastiest thing I have ever done.