Peter comes in

Tim puts the pizza box in which his father is on the table next to him as it wobbles at the door. He goes and opens it. Before him stood his younger brother Peter. "What do you want here?" Tim asked his brother. "I could ask you the same, too," replied Peter "I was looking for Dad and thought he was in his workshop but there you were." he adds. "Um ... yeah, I'm looking for Paps too, but apparently he's not here, I'm going to see him in the garden." Tim said and went past his brother in the garden before he still comes in explanation. When Peter was about to leave, he suddenly heard the smell of fresh pizza. That reminded him that he had animal hunger from the whole jerk off this morning. He went to the workshop where the smell came from and saw the pizza box on the table. He went and opened the lid. "Mmh, salami pizza." He said. He checked to see if his father or brother was still around. "No one there, I'll just eat it before it gets cold." He said and took the pizza box to his room to eat in peace and then to masturbate again.

Walter was stunned. One son turns him into pizza and the other wants to eat him unknowingly. And he can do nothing, after all, he was just a damn salami pizza. The next time the box opened he saw Peter licking his lips. He picked up a piece of pizza. Walter could see everything from the perspective of one piece. As Peter moved it to his mouth and slowly opened his lips. As the tip of the piece moved into the mouth, its lips closed around it and a bit was bitten out. From this point, Walter only hoped that his youngest son left a piece so that he could be transformed back, or maybe Tim would come in to save him. Otherwise he would be really fucked.