glass eaters

For a glass eating virgin such as Jonathan, the crunchy yet smooth texture and the fresh, pure taste of glass was so at odds with everything he had been led to believe, that during his very first bite he knew that this world could never be the same again. All his life he was warned about the dangers of eating glass; like, it would shred his internals apart and surly kill him, but as soon as Jonathan took that first leap of faith he understood all this was simply a fallacy. The first bite was heavenly, the glass burst magnificently into millions of glistening, healing, white shards of light, piercing every bit of matter in his mouth; moreover, the sound of glass being bitten was not like a deadly brittle crunch, but was in fact like the sound of a soft and gentle caress across the cheek by a smiling lover's warm hand. After grinding the small shards with his teeth, the glass softly melted into his gums and effortlessly gravitated towards his throat. Now, even after going through with this first step Jonathan still felt slightly anxious, but his intuition told him that he must take the final leap of faith and swallow every last skeric proper. So, without hesitation Jonathan closed his eyes and obliged. The glass felt like a cool blue lava-type substance that slowly but steadily traveled down his tract and through his organs - purifying every cell in his body to a prenatal state; before reaching the bottom of his stomach where it would rest in a soft and warm glowing pile for all eternity.