/lit/ - Literature

I still vividly remember reading "Applicant for death" by Juan Gotoh for the first time. How shocked I'd been. How I, a fairly savy internet user, had been shaken. My heart BEATING. Then, I'd still thought I'd been shaken by how bizarre and insane the story had been.
My mind kept wandering back to it, and a week later I revisited the story, believing I was confronting it and would close the chapter on that insane story. Instead I later found myself spraying cum well over a meter away and trying to catch my breath from my most intense orgasm yet. And so my fetish for snuff was born. I wonder how many others were hooked by Juan's story.

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But enough reminiscing, the here and now is what this story is about, and in this here and now, I have two beautifull ladies, who happen to share my fetish that I met in an online chat.

We are in a simple enough room. It's just us, with a small table holding only three collars, in white, gray, and black, and a face mask that could completely cover somebodies face, leaving only a hole for the mouth, and convenient straps to keep the mouth opened.

Eva was still clothed and filming using a camera, but Lisa was completely nude and she looked very excited. She was a real looker too. When she had arrived, she had worn simple clothing, actually even a bit on the convervative side. A bit like Velma from Scooby-Doo I suppose.

When she took everything off, her boobs were revealed to be much larger than her clothing had made them appear, but still very nicely proportioned to the rest of her body. She had great legs to go with it too, and a cute, lightly freckled face that made her seem so much more innocent than she really was.

She looked at the mask, touching it. "Are you going to use this to snuff me?" she breathed. "I just might," I answered, "But to be precise, it'll only allow you to breathe through your mouth, and keep it open for easy acces."

She looked at me for a moment, as if trying to gauge me. "You said you had a snuff fetish... and in our chat I felt like you weren't like those other posers."

"That's where the collars come in. I'll describe them one by one, and if you like one, you can put it on, but when I describe the next collar, you can't pick the previous collar anymore, so choose carefully." I warned her. A small smile appeared on Lisa's face, and she looked very interested.

"First, see the bed over there? As you might notice, there's a glass separation in the middle. When you lie down on the bed, I will lower it, so that upper body is on one side, and your hands and lower body on the other. That way, you can finger yourself if you like, but can't fight back, and I can still enjoy seeing you struggle." I say, while Lisa's hands move to her tits and vagina. "Hmmmmm, that sounds hot... so what about the collars?" she asks.

"Off course! First, the white collar. If you put this collar on, I will brutally fuck your throat, in a way that should statisfy even the most submissive sluts. I will use you like the fucktoy you are. However, if you feel like you're dying, you can move up your hands and I'll give you just a little time to breathe. Only a little though." I say. At this point, I notice Lisa is fingering herself, although slowly and in a sligthly absent minded manner. I wait for a few moments before asking "... not exciting enough? Because once I start describing the next collar -" "Please describe the next one", Lisa interrupts.

I smile while touching the gray collar. "Since you didn't pick the white one, that only leaves this collar and the black one. With the gray collar, things are pretty much the same as with the white collar. Only difference is that I'll treat you like I treat a real sex toy, and if using a toy breaks it, it's not like I'll stop. I only stop using a toy once I've cum, so you can raise those pretty little hands and squirm as much as you like, but I'm only stopping and letting you breathe once I've sprayed my cum down your throat. If you're still alive by then..." I tell her. Lisa is now masturbating with a much higher intensity, but I can see that's she's holding back, so she won't cum yet.

"Describe the black one please!" she says, with a strong urge in her voice, yet strangely quiet. "Ah, yes. Black. Since you declined gray, this one is your only choice. With this collar, if you happen to still be alive after I've cum, you still won't be getting any air. I'll keep my dick and balls in your mouth till I've snuffed you like the snuff slut you are." I tell her. Her hands darts to the black collar and Lisa is clearly barely able to contain her excitement. She quickly puts it on and asks: "How do I look master?". "Like the snuff slut you are," I answer, "now go put on the mask, and lie on the table, my dick is hard as a rock about the prospect of turning you into a corpse."

She quickly puts on the mask and I adjust the straps so she can't close her mouth, or bite for that matter. She runs to the bed, almost jumps on it, and lies down. I lower the glas separation, securing her body between it and the bed. "Raise your hands and see if you can reach your upper body. We don't want you fighting back now do we? Only to see you struggle as you choke to your death." I tell her. Lisa raises her hands and moves around a little, but it lacks conviction.

"Do it like you mean it! Once you are choking you might not be in control of yourself and you also want it to succeed right? That is why you chose the black collar right? So try for real, or do you wanna go back for the white collar like a poser?" This time, Lisa tries much harder, but no matter how she tries, she can't get her hands on the other side of the glass. "Aai caa't rea-th de od'her soit" she breathes through the mask. And with this, preparations are finally over. Eva moves closer for a close up of Lisa's face and body on the table, then moves back to allow me space as I position my dick in front of the mask.

My dick is almost painfully erect, and I can feel Lisa's breath moving past the head. "Enjoy your breaths, because these will be your last. After I count down from three, the only thing going down your throat will be my dick!" I tell her. Lisa is now masturbating furiously, and I start counting down: "Three... two... one... zero", and as I reach zero, I push my dick down her throat and start savagely fucking her throat.

Excitement and adrenaline rushes through me, fueled by the feeling of dominating this beautiful woman with the knowledge that she'll die just to statisfy my - and her - dark needs. Fucking her face like a maniac doesn't slow down Lisa any bit, in fact, she seems to be fingering her pussy even harder, though I hadn't deemed it possible.

Despite my excitement, I keep going without any difficulty. I'm not sure why, but I've noticed that it's always hard for me to cum from oral sex. Because of the exciting prospect of snuffing Lisa I feel the orgasm coming on much faster than usual, but I'm pretty sure I'll only cum after Lisa's already dead. Not that it dissapoints me. In fact, it excites me even more.

After about two minutes, I start seeing Lisa's hands coming up and clawing toward the glass. Seems like she's needing air... air she will not be getting. I suddenly notice Eva moving towards her, now nude. I look to the side and notice she has placed the camera on a tripod, smart thinking. She takes Lisa's hands, and moves them away from the glass, while moving her own mouth to Lisa's tits, and she starts sucking on them.

I notice that Eva manages to move Lisa's hands towards Lisa's pussy without too much effort, and after a few seconds she's working away at her own cunt, while still sucking and licking Lisa's tits. At some points she bites the nipple softly, sending a shudder through Lisa. She bites again, now much harder, and Lisa's entire body thrashes, clearly orgasming hard.

After that, I still see her fingering her pussy, but it seems she's lost steam. She won't be long now. Eva slowly pinches both of Lisa's niples between her fingernails, then pulls them up hard. Lisa shudders again, probably her final orgasm, and I feel myself getting close. Maybe she'll get to taste my cum as her final parting gift after all.

A few moments later, I see Lisa's hands starting to 'float' up. It doesn't seem like a concious movement, and I realise Lisa's brain must be dying. It seems Eva also knows it, as I feel her breasts push against me from behind. "Awww, she must be dead now" she purrs in my ear, and she pushes her fingers into my anus as she does so, which is enough to send me over the edge.

My entire body shudders, as I feel myself jettonising stream after stream of cum down Lisa's corpse. I feel a little breathless myself after my intense orgasm, but surely nothing quite like Lisa. "Me next please... master" Eva purrs into my ear.

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My first ever story on gurochan! I hope you like it! Please let me know your throughts! I also very much enjoy constructive criticism. If I had to speak for myself, I feel like I could have done a better job regarding the use of quotation marks, so if there's somebody that can give an example of how to improve this, that'd be very helpfull.

I'm also sure there's more spelling mistakes than would be the case normally, but I was quite excited while writing this (hehehe), as it is a fantasy I often envision.

My first story for the site.

Haunted House (Young Boys, Snuff, Hanging, Noose, Non-Con)

Chapter 1

Not one of the boys had questioned the wisdom of their little excursion. They were too excited to think and, even if they had any misgivings, would be too afraid of being deemed a scaredy cat. Earlier that afternoon William, Oliver's older brother, had dared them to venture into the abandoned house at dusk. He had told his little brother how an old, deranged man lived there, and he liked to kill boys who ventured in.

"Na ha!" Oliver had countered his brother’s remark

"Oh yes!" William had assured him.

Of course, Oliver had gone and told his small group of friends and one thing had led to another and now… Now they had mounted an expedition to the Wallace's old place. Henry, the oldest of them had taken the lead. He had found a flashlight for each of them, even packed water, and a few snacks and now that the sun was coming close to the horizon, off they had gone.

The Wallace's place was an old derelict house atop a hill in the middle of the forest, far away from town, so it had taken them the better part of day to bike out there.

The boys biked towards their destination, eager to taste the excitement of the unknown. Not one of them had questioned the wisdom of their impromptu little excursion to the Wallace's old place. Exploring an abandoned house at night in the middle of nowhere, supposedly inhabited by a serial killer, who could resist that? What better way to prove their valor to each other than to forge ahead with the plan?

The kids had set out about three hours earlier after preparing for their mission. They had gathered at Henry's house to ensure they had all they would need. Henry, the oldest kid, having just turned fourteen, was their de facto leader.

"Ok, guys, listen up!" He said in a quiet voice as they huddled closer together in the basement. "My parents always watch the wheel of fortune; when it comes on, we will sneak out and grab our bikes. I have already told them we are going to stay in the basement all night. So, they will have no reason to check on us. Oliver! did you get your tire fixed?"

Oliver, the youngest one in the group and will be a teenager next month, nodded emphatically. He was glad to be ready and to prove his douchebag of a brother wrong. Plus, he will get to spend time hanging out with his best friend Henry.

Though he had never said anything, Oliver worshiped Henry and secretly wished he and not his half-brother -William- were family. Who could not like Henry? A superb football player, athletic tall, and well-formed, he is always being followed by a bevy of girls vying for his attention.

"Ok, Max, did you bring the snacks?" Henry asked, turning to the just turned teenager. Max, who cherished a good mystery novel, especially if it involved creepy stuff, opened his backpack to reveal a treasure trove of high-quality snacks. Bags of potato chips, licorice, and even baby KitKat! "Perfect!” Henry commented.

"Drinks?" Henry asked, turning his attention to the last member of the group. Aaron plunked down a Walmart plastic bag full of soda bottles. "Coke, Sunkist, Mt. Dew, and even a lemonade," He announced in his delightfully accented English. A Cherokee, Aaron looked the part and had even dressed as an Indian warrior for the school's Halloween party.

"Very good," Henry announced, then all is set. Just like clockwork, Henry’s parents watched their tv show and did not see the boys sneak out. It was so easy, they could have stolen some alcohol from the liquor cabinet, but they did not do that.

The trip was hard; especially since the Wallace’s old place is in the middle of the woods. The group went through an off beaten path to get there. But nothing would deter these boys of an adventure of a lifetime. After three hours and a half of traveling, they made it to the desolate house. The full moon shining its light down on it made the house even more creepy. It looks like the house from the conjuring movie, but somehow even worse.

“Man, this is so exciting!” Max said as he put his bike down by the side of the house to start exploring. The other boys had a tough time trying to see Max due to his dark skin blending in with the surrounding darkness. Each boy did the same thing and turn their flashlights on to help them see except for Max. He was too busy exploring the property. “Hey Max, turn on your flashlight you dummy.” said Aaron, as he starts to speed walk to catchup with him. Max took his flashlight out of his backpack and did what Aaron had told him to do.

The boys split up to two teams to search around the house and property. They search for thirty minutes before meeting up at the entrance of the house. No one was surprised to see that all the doors and windows were boarded up to keep people out. Heck, it be disturbing to see the front door open with a welcome sign by it.

Henry and Oliver searched the back of the property to find a cellar door that was locked. It looked like it led to the basement. They could possibly break the rusty chain holding the doors’ handles shut if they found something hard to break it with. On their way back, Henry decided to bring something up. “Hey Oliver, want to come over next weekend for a sleepover? Just the two of us!” Henry said, trying to act calm and cool about it. He didn’t want to make Oliver suspicious. “I would love that. The last time we did that, we had a blast.” Oliver said, with a cheery attitude. He is the luckiest boy in the world. Being able to hang out with Henry who is cool, smart, and his smile could melt anyone’s heart. The boys took their time just talking to each other, not in any hurry to get back with the other two boys.

Max and Aaron did not find much around the front of the property other than a way into the house. There was a small hole on the bottom of the front door. Max thinking that all of them could crawl through it. While they wait, Max and Aaron are whispering stuff to each other, just in case the other two boys came back early. “Hey, did you bring the other stuff in your backpack?” Aaron asked, giving a serious look to Max.

“I did, the first chance we get, lets ditch Henry and Oliver to have our own fun.” Max said, he lightly punches the other boy in the arm, hoping he gets the hint. “I wonder were those two are at. We should have met back up already.” ask Max, being on the lookout for them. “Their probably too busy talking and not paying attention to the time. You know how those two are with each other. They’ve been like that since Spring started” Aaron said, both boys just thinking about it for a few seconds before bursting out into laughter.

When they met back up, they each told the other what they found. After they were done talking; Max suddenly shines his flashlight across his face. Max does an eerie voice, “If the legends are true. Old man Wallace had a hidden room in this place where he would take his victims. They say that the room was soundproof so no one could hear his victim’s scream.” The boys stayed quiet for a minute before bursting out in laughter. “Seriously, Wallace would hang his victim’s upside down naked, put a bucket underneath them, cut their necks open, and watch them bleed out.” Max said, trying to finish the story without laughing.

“Sure, he did! It’s all fake anyways. This suppose legend is just a campfire story every parent tells their kids to scare them.” Aaron said, as he did quotation marks with his hands. Henry gives Max a light punch on the arm. Once the boys calm down, they went to the front door to get inside. Oliver was the first one to crawl through the hole, Max second, and Aaron third. When Henry tried, he found out that he was too big to get through. “Shit! I’m going to have to find another way in. You all go on ahead and I’ll meet you inside.” Oliver protest but was shot down by Henry. The boys agree to continue their adventure while Henry tries to find another way in.

Henry stood around the front door for a minute until he remembered the cellar door in the back of the house. He quickly makes his way towards it while searching for something to help him break the chains. Henry saw a reflection from his flashlight as he was passing a patch of tall grass. He went to investigate it to find a surprise. “Who leaves a crowbar outside, let alone by an abandoned house?” asked Henry when he picked the crowbar up. The thing looked almost brand new with no rust on it. This would break the chains, but he still wonders how it ended up on the property while he finishes walking to the back.

Once he gets to the cellar doors. He uses the crowbar to the best of his ability. He puts it between one of the handles and chain and puts all his weight on it. He did not break the chain but broke one of the handles clean off the door instead. This was not what he had planned, but he would not complain. He had accomplished his goal and open the door. Henry went down to the basement slowly as he did not want to trip on something that could cause him to fall down the stairs.

When he got to the bottom floor, he shines his flashlight around the big open room. Junk laid everywhere blocking his view to where he could not tell where the door that led upstairs was at. Henry slowly makes his way through the clutter while exploring it. A devious thought ran through his mind. He could hide down here to jump scare his friends when they come down to look for him in the basement. As he is thinking this fun little game; he suddenly hears a loud bang behind him. It scared him so bad that he jumped up and almost drop his flashlight.

“What the hell was that? Guys is that you?” asked Henry as he was starting to get scared, he starts shining his flashlight around to where the loud sound came from. He steadily walks over to investigate the area. The only thing he could find after searching the area for a couple of minutes was a paint can rolling around. As he went to take a closer look at the item, another loud bang happens behind him. He turns around so fast to try to see what it was, but before he got halfway, everything went dark for him.

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Henry opens his eyes slowly, feeling a sharp pain on the back of his head, not knowing his surroundings. But before he could do anything about it, he hears a strange voice talk to him. “I bet you think your safe little boy. But you would be dead wrong.” said a mysterious man walking out of the shadows. This woke Henry up from his daze. He opens his eyes fully to see a strange person in front of him. Henry thought to himself that this man must have knocked him out, causing the pain in the back of his head.

“Why are you doing this to me!” Henry had tried to sound self-assured, but his tremulous voice and high pitch betrayed him. He was frightened, so much so in fact that he was shaking uncontrollably, shivering in fear despite the swelteringly air in the basement. How had all this happened so quickly! One minute he was prowling the house looking for the others, the next he... All he remembered is that he had come down here in the torrid basement. How he had gotten to this room, he did not recall. But when he realized that he was now naked, and that his wrists had been tied together behind his back. Henry looked at the man who had done this to him, feeling ever more scared. This man was so much larger than him. Towering over him, he was obviously not someone to trifle with.

The man gave Henry a malicious grin and responded, “I saw you boy’s poking your noses where they don’t belong.” He took a few slow steps bringing him closer to Henry. The heels of his boots making an ominous thump, thump, thump. With each step, Henry felt ever closer to panicking.
Trying to find a way out, Henry pleaded, “L... L... Look, untie me, and let me go! Me and my friends will leave and never bother you ever again! I PROMISE!” Henry hoped his plead would persuade this adult to release him and let him go home with his friends.

It was only when the man got even closer to him, that Henry noticed a rope dangling from the ceiling. When he realized that there was a noose tied at the end of it, and that just beneath it there was a rickety looking stool, his eyes opened wide with fear. “I’m afraid we are way past that point child. You broke into the wrong house tonight.” His voice oozing with evil, his expression that of a hungry wolf that has found its prey.

“Oh God, please mister, I swear I will not say anything.” But his pleads fell on death ears. The man grew tired of talking with the whimpering child. It was now time to start the main event. Well, more like him having fun while the boy suffers. With one hulking hand he grabs the top of Henry’s hair and starts dragging him to the noose. Henry yelped when the man did that and tries to fight back to no avail. The man was too strong; he easily dragged the kicking boy to his doom.

Thump, Thump, Thump, was the only thing Henry heard while he struggled. Each step the man took just made Henry try harder to break free with no success. After a couple more steps, they were at their destination. Henry looks up to see the noose waiting for him. The man easily lifts Henry up; making the boy stand on the decrepit stool. Then he puts the noose around the boy’s neck and tightens it. Not to tight, but just enough to make it uncomfortable for the child.

It was now or never for Henry to convince this man to let him go. “P… P… Please mister, just let me go home. I’ll do anything you want.” Henry said with tears in his eyes. He did not want to die like this. All alone and naked in front of this sadistic bastard. All he wants to do is tell his parents he loves them, but he knew that would never happen.

The man just looks at the boy for a minute before he starts to giggle in delight. He would never let this boy, or his friends go. To risky, with police officers after him. But he was thankful for the free entertainment. He bends down to whisper into Henry’s ear, “Tell Saint Peter at those pearly gates, that ‘The Beast’ sent you.” Without any warning, the man kicks the stool underneath the boy across the room. Then he takes four steps back to get a better view of the show.

Henry was scared, but as soon as he feels the stool kicked away, is when he was truly terrified. Terror is the only thing that showed on the poor boy’s face in that split second as he fell before the noose stopped him abruptly. Henry let out a yelp that was cut short when the noose took his full weight. The searing burn of the rope biting around his neck quickly pushed out of the forefront by the crushing pressure against his throat. Immediately, without even thinking, he began probing around him to find a way to support his weight, to lessen the load on his neck, but as his search did not yield any result, he began to panic. Henry knew what a hanging looked like, new of its ultimate outcome and now… now he was being hung, naked, and exposed.

And the man... the man stood there just a couple of steps away watching him, enjoying his suffering.

He tried to inhale, and at least he managed a brief raspy inhalation. A pitiful measure of air that felt entirely insufficient to meet his need. Henry needed more air, needed to find a way to loosen the constricting noose! Desperate to accomplish this, he sought to twist his wrists free of the ligatures that bound them behind his back. Even as he felt that his shoulders were about to come out of his sockets, he kept on trying, as he again tried to inhale a fresh bit of air.

However, whereas only a couple of moments earlier he had been able to rasp some air into his aching lungs, now, thanks to his frantic kicking, the noose had slipped just tight enough to prevent any air, no matter how hard he tried to force it through, to enter his chest. Unable to inhale, desperate for air, Henry felt his head flush to a full red, his lips balloon, and his tongue swell until it could not fit inside his mouth anymore.

It was at this point that a terrible specter took center stage in Henry’s mind. Death! He was going to die unless... He needed air, now, otherwise... In his frantic scissoring kicks with his legs Henry had failed to find any means of support, but now, the very tip of his right toe graced the ground beneath him. Could that be his salvation? Could he reach down and release the biting stranglehold of the noose?

Foolishly, Henry looked down to see how far he was suspended above the ground. Unfortunately for him, this motion allowed the stranglehold of noose to tighten further. His mouth opened wide in a macabre expression forcing his already swollen tongue to flop out. But there was a ray of hope for him. If he kicked downwards and stretched his legs as far down as he could, he could just barely rest the very tip of his toes on the ground.

Alas, no matter how hard he tried, it was pathetically insufficient support to alleviate the murdering pressure of the rope around his neck. And time was ticking by, and his need for air was only growing more critical. Black dots had started to form in his vision, and Henry understood that he had moments to live unless...

Letting out short pathetic rasps as his whole body thrashed in a frenetic dance, Henry again looked at the man in the faint hope that he might yet release him. But the man did not only look not ready to do so, but to Henry's horror, he had taken out his dick and was masturbating as he watched him die. That was when Henry realized that flopping between his legs, his own penis had gone erect, making him feel embarrassed tremendously. A fact that would have been front and center in his mind if it were not for the fact that he needed air.

Things were quickly getting worse. The lack of air showed on his face which had gone from a dark red to an unnatural purple. Making his once beautiful features appear monstrously and grotesque. The intense pain he felt was nothing compared to the horrific ringing in his ears as he continued reach for the ground with his toes. Missing by just an inch, “Just one more inch to save myself” is all that Henry could think.

By this point, the noose had dug so deep into his neck that a steady dribble of spittle was spilling out of his mouth, even as he kept making those ghastly sounding rasps. He needed to get free of the noose now!

Unbeknownst to Henry, his body was already getting weaker with every second that passed by. With every kick and pull on his arms, he was getting closer to the end. He looked at the mystery man in a last-ditch effort to plead for his life. Unfortunately, to his terror the man was at that moment shooting his cum onto the floor. The man just smiled at the doomed boy knowing that he would not last much longer.

Henry had grown so weak that he no longer could make his legs or arms move. His legs were spazzing uncontrollably while his arms felt so heavy and numb that he could no longer feel his hands. His eyeballs were starting to go up into his skull. As if this fate of dying like this was not embarrassing and terrifying enough. Henry’s body betrayed him one last time. He felt a pent-up urge in is loins surge through his erection causing him to send a nice load of cum into the air. His last time coming only took five seconds before the final drop fell onto the ground.

Henry last thoughts were that he wished he had never come to this house, let alone, that he could warn his friends of the danger, but specially that Oliver would get to safety. Henry’s stupidity, no, his arrogance had brought them all to their doom. To this monster before him, getting so much enjoyment from his suffering and torment.

Summoning the last of his strength, Henry tried to plea one last time, but the only thing that escaped his lips was a pathetic gasp. The last thing he saw was that the man smiled at him while he zipped his pants up before everything went dark. Now the boy’s body gently swayed in the middle of the room. The man admired his handy work while he waited another minute or so for things to take their due course. As expected, the limp body twitched a few more times before the stillness of death took over. Only then did he approached his latest victim and checked for a pulse. He grabbed the boys head to look into his eyes. Those eyes that once were bright were now cloudy and dim, with no sign of life. He smiled, getting joy from knowing he would get away with this boy murder just like his last four dozen other victims. He let go of the deceased child’s face causing the head to drop to a down position. As if poor Henry was looking at the floor.

“Don’t worry boy! Your friends will be joining you soon.” The killer stepped back to get a better view of Henry and just then, thought of how he wanted his next victim to die. Suddenly excited and looking forward to his next kill, he smiled and set about making everything ready.

Joker slept in late this day, after staying out late capturing Commissioner Gordon and Lex Luthor he felt he deserved it. He normally would be up committing smaller crimes and pranks but the holidays were coming up, besides he had quite a day planned. Harley however had to prepare for , and there were a lot of chores to complete. Her first chore however was one she looked forward to. The Hyenas were usually kept penned up and aggressive, however with the company that Mr. J had found they would need a release. Normally the hired help would just let the females rape the males, but why should the boys have all the fun. Harley first went over to the male Hyenas and crawled over to the beast; she reached out and slowly started to grab the hyena’s small cock. Gently stroking the male member brought the hyena into full arousal, as they began to leak there precum the females enter there area, pushing the smaller males away. Bending down there head female sniffs Harleys sex, and starts to lick it. Harley moans as her fingers start to rock her own cunt. The hyena turns and prepares to mount Harley, her huge clit entering Harly's pussy, bringing Harley to her first massive orgasm and her screaming her head off.

“What the bloody hell is going on out there” the joker screams as he jumps out of bed. “Can’t a clown get any peace, what did I do to deserve..” he stops halfway spotting Harley with her cunt full of Clit. “Why Harley you little minx, I knew you liked girls after all, BWAHAHAHA” he laughed.
“But Mr. J this hyena has a cock.” She manages to mutter over the sound of the hyenas humping.
“Yes, and females are the ones with the larger cock. A clown needs to know the audience. After you are done, meet me in the kitchen” He says as he winks at Harley.
The Hynea makes sure to take it’s time, slamming hard and deep inside the slutty former Psycologist till Harley cums so hard she passes out.
Twenty minutes later Harley wakes up covered in the cum, “Guess the boys couldn’t hold back” She laughs, and still naked enters the kitchen,
The Joker holding the old cloth turkey leg holder, this one made big enough for her to wear. “What’s going on Mr. J.” she asks, a little nervously.
“Ah this, you are aware that thanksgiving is just a week away and boy am I going to help our guest save room for dinner. I want to show my thanks to Commissioner Gordon for all the Laughs, And Lex for all the toys. I thought I would make them a big bird for the occasion, and baby you looked good enough to eat. I guess the only thing that would be better than you on the plate would be a little bat. So here is the deal baby. You deliver me the batgirl, or Lex will complain about the turkey tasting a little funny.”

I've had a lot of ideas for stories lately, but I struggle to write longer stories. So I figured the best thing to do was to create a setting where I can place several shorter stories - and here it is. One of the stories has been posted before, so mods, feel free to delete that one. Hope you enjoy!

"Kokoro!" Tsugi shouted as he dashed across the battlefield. Of all the people recovered, Kokoro was one of the few that remained missing in action. You stayed behind to find her, knowing her last location was blown up by an enemy mecha. He felt his heart drop when he saw only two survivors from her squad: Hina and Himi.

"Where's Kokoro!?" he shouted. "I need to see if I can save her." The others didn't respond or looked away, but they knew what he meant. They had all been through this hell together; there would be no leaving anyone behind.

They pointed to the building behind them. Tsugi dashed in and nearly tripped over some rubble as he radioed in the coordinates so a rescue team could pick the two up.

Once he got in the building, he could see Kokoro. She was such a lovely angel, even as her body and even uniform were tattered by war. She breathed heavily. There were small scrapes and cuts all over her body while her forehead had a massive gash of blood. Her uniform was even worse. Due to how skin-tight it was, the damage sustained tore parts of it off. Tsugi looked away in shame as some of those parts revealed her breasts and even vagina.

"Tsugi..." Kokoro softly said, as though this was barely an inconvenience for her. "It's not like you haven't seen a naked woman before, hehehe..."

"Kokoro, you're badly hurt... We gotta get you to a doctor." Tsugi could barely look at her. His face turned red with embarrassment. Even after everything they've gone through, seeing someone else nude still made him feel awkward about himself.

"No. I'll just rest here... Just let me sleep...." Kokoro mumbled weakly.

"Kokoro... I can't let you sleep... Please, let me help!" Tsugi said. A moment of silence passed before Kokoro looked at him with her sapphire eyes.

"Tsugi, remember what I wanted most of all? To have a child of our very own to raise after the war?" Kokoro asked.

"... Yes?" Tsugi asked back.

"Please... Let us... make one..." She weakly raised her legs, revealing her wet, exposed vagina.

Tsugi looked at her pussy... It had been a dream of his to make love to the most beautiful girl he met, but... Not like this.

"Please... There's not much time left before I... Hurry..." Kokoro began to cry. This was something she really wanted to do more than anything, despite being gravely injured. "... Make my wish come true..."
He hesitated for another second then nodded. As soon as he did, Kokoro smiled faintly. Tsugi hastily took off his pants and underwear, his penis already halfway erected by the time he rubbed it all over Kokoro's pussy. She sighed happily, smiling brightly now.

She held onto his head tightly and pulled herself closer towards him. Soon enough, their lips locked into each other and their tongues intertwined. Their hands caressed each other everywhere, making sure every inch of their bodies touched.

Despite how rough things became during the past days, the feelings between them never faded. It always felt right whenever they kissed, hugged, and made love. And yet, they couldn't stop themselves from feeling sad about it too.

The pair moaned passionately into each other's mouths. Tsugi brought Kokoro closer to climax first, using his tongue to lick around her clit until he could hear her breathing get heavier. Then, he placed his cock inside her pussy and began thrusting harder and faster.

He could feel his seed getting ready to erupt out of his dick, but he pushed down hard on his pelvis so he wouldn't cum yet. He needed to give her a good orgasm first. That way, once he came, she'd know exactly how to take care of his baby.

Soon enough, Kokoro was panting loudly, her entire body quivering and shaking. Tsugi continued to pound her cunt, trying to prolong her pleasure as long as possible. Eventually, she reached her peak and exploded in ecstasy. Her juices squirted out of her pussy, mixing with Tsugi's semen inside her womb.

"Thank you, Tsugi.... Thank you so much... For making my final wish come true..." she whispered. "I'm glad we both lived long enough to fulfill it..."

Her voice became weaker and fainter until her eyes rolled up, her eyelids closed and, finally, she stopped breathing altogether.

"Kokoro!!" Tsugi screamed. "Wake up! Wake up!!" But nothing came out of her mouth. Tsugi
pulled his cock out of her pussy as his semen dripped out of her womb. Her legs simply fell limp and lifeless. Tears started falling from his eyes as he tried desperately to revive her again. He used his healing power, but to no avail. She was dead.

His mind raced and went blank.

Kokoro, the love of his life... Was dead. He didn't want to believe that, but it was real. Nothing was going to change that fact ever again. He waited for several minutes, watching this beautiful woman like a vigil, before he radioed in to pick up a casualty.

Afterwards, he took off his jacket and covered her body to preserve her dignity. He left her body there, knowing she would be picked up later, as two things grew in his heart that day: the desire to protect those he loved... and his lust for revenge against the enemies who killed her...

The link to my old thread doesn't seem to work anymore, unless I'm just bad at the internet, which is definitely a possibility. Anyway, the return of Squunch and his wonderful, wholesome non-con snuff stories has inspired me to get back on the scene. I'll be reposting a lot of old stuff initially, but there's been a few tweaks since I last posted most of it, so hopefully it's at least a little fresh.

This first one I don't think I ever posted on Gurochan (I finished it while Gurochan was nuked for like the 3rd or 4th time), and I posted it on Fetnoir, but it's told from another character's perspective I got some feedback that people wanted to get inside Julie's mind. That resonated with me, because the main kink for me is the mental torment the victim is going through as she dies, so I went back and added Julie's POV at the end.

This is the first time I've ever written first person for a female character, so hopefully it's not weird.

Stories by me will be posted here periodically.

Here is a story I am working on as it is not yet finished. If you want to RP send me a discord at Zeddicus#8672.

Episode One: One Dumb Bunny

The Demon Foxy Sylvie taking her time and learning all about mortals once she was summoned into this fantasy world with magitech and all of that fun stuff. Including even a modern concept of the internet and streaming, as naturally the demon takes advantage of this to set up her own business! Killing her summoner that wanted to turn her into his waifu, as she doesn’t feel like monogamy and being a boring breeder and housewife was for her. Making sure though to get all of his stuff and house beforehand, since why not, as she gets herself a comfy living arrangement as now she needs a job!

Studying the mortals and how there is a wild variety of species with there being a distinct class difference between predators and prey. While snuffing and eating sentient prey was quite illegal there was a lovely loophole in the law about volunteering to be snuffed. Sylvie also coming up with a lovely plan to get around the eating sentient prey being illegal as she spends her remaining money setting up a snuff dungeon complete with a recording studio and all the toys she needs. Using her demonic heritage to its fullest to scout the local neighborhood for fresh targets and also to club at the local clubs, making sure to hide her demonic heritage and shapechange into various species so no way anyone can recognize her.

Eventually Sylvie focuses on a tasty bunny that lives nearby, being just shy over 18 and showing off an ample bosom and her snow white fur. Sylvie doing her best to hold in her desires as she chats and becomes girlfriends with the new bunny Julia, as Sylvie lures her into her house and serves her some tea laced with drugs. Julia taking sips and getting all giggly and horny as the two chat it up, Sylvie wearing her bunnygirl body with small petite boobs and light brown fur. Getting in real close to Julia as Sylvie purrs out, “Say Julia…. Have you ever thought about getting snuffed?”

Julia perking up from the question as she gasps and eyes go wide, bunny instincts kicking in as Sylvie holds onto her and giggles out all cute. Julia stammering out all cute like with, “Pyoonn!? Snuffing!? But that is illegal!” Stammering and pouting super hard as Sylvie just lets out more bunny giggles and wiggles in closer, getting real close to her victims face, “I know sweety but just think about the sensation of dying from some handsome or beautiful predator. Your supply bunny flesh sustains them for possibly days!” Julia whimpering as she is made to think about it, imagine some hunky foxboy lunging at her and sinking his fangs into her throat, making her gulp and shiver as the drugs work their magicks and start making her super wet and needy.

Sylvie lunges in for the kill as she holds down Julia and gives her a soft bunny kiss, Julia meeping as the more aggressive bunny lands on top of her to hold her in place. Harcore making out on the sofa now as Sylvie keeps the confused and horny bunny pinned, as slowly but surely Julia submits and moans and kisses back, holding weakly onto Sylvie as she returns the favor and dry humps the other bunny. Breaking the kiss long enough to give her a wink and a moan while asking, “Pyonn….if you are nervous about getting snuffed then I’ll join you! We can be snuffed together!” Julia meeping and getting flustered, even more so as Sylvie reaches under her skirt to paw at her soaking wet panties.

Easily slipping her paw under those soaking wet panties and playing with the bunnies tight cunt, teasing her in all the right and wrong places as Julia moand deeply and lightly humps Sylvies paw. Going right back to kissing to drink in those moans as Sylvie fits in two fingers and curls them upwards, knowing exactly where her gspot is as Julia squeals and moans into the hardcore yuri kissing. Sylvie sensing when the other bunny is about to cum to only hold her paw back and deny her, sending Julia into shivers and moans. Sylvie giggles back at her as she stops kissing long enough to say, “Come on now Julia, be a snuff slut with me! It’ll be fun!”

Julia letting out plenty of moans and pants as she shivers under Sylvie as she eventually succumbs to her subby bunny nature, “Pyoonnn… allrighty already! I’ll be…. A snuff…. Slut…” Sylvie giggles in glee as she goes right back to fingering that bunny cunt hard, making Julia gasp out in shock and quickly reach an orgasm, thrashing on the sofa as Sylvie lunges and bites down onto her friends throat, playing biting and chewing on her supple fur as she lacks the canines to puncture, but it is enough to drive Julia over the edge. Cumming like she has never cummed before as she gags out her bunny moans, her face going full aheago as Sylvie keeps a firm grip on her throat and growling into it and pretend being a predator.

Letting Julia ride out her epic orgasm before it slowly petters out, the bunny slumping on the sofa and sobbing to herself over how great that felt. Sylvie letting go of her throat and wiping her paw clean on her friends fur as Julia sighs and tries to calm her heart down while Sylvie stands over her, “Well come along now Meat, as I got everything set up in my basement!” Giggling some more as Sylvie helps up Julia onto her feet, legs shaking like crazy, still swooning from her post orgasm bliss as Sylvie leads her down the stairs and past several heavily locked and warded doors.

Julia blinking in amazement at the snuff room, complete with lavish decorations and various tables and bondage gear galore, along with one wall being a one way mirror. Cameras on tripods everywhere as well as Sylvie leads her snuff partner over to one of them that is already on. Taking the lead as Sylvie fetches out her fake ID and shows it to the camera, “Pyon, my name is Jess as I am volunteering to be snuffed alongside my friend here!” Julia blinking at this and back at Sylvie as Sylvie gives her a cough and a nudge, as the bunny meeps and remembers. Licking her lips as she fetches her own ID and shows it to the camera, pausing in hesitation a little before stammering, “Pyyoonnn…. My name is Julia… nice to meet you. Um… I also want to be… a snuff slut…”

Julia giggling at her friend at being shy about this as their confessions are recorded, as a side door opens up and out steps the lovely helper for Sylvie and her new business. Julia just about faints as the foxboy steps up and oogles them both, as he is sporting demonic horns and light red and tanned skin. Wearing just pants as the two doomed bunnies don’t even reach up to his chest as he chuckles down at them. “Ah good, my first customers! Nice to meet you both as I am Marcus.” Snapping his fingers as the other cameras flicker to life, including several magitech ones that hover about to get in the zoom shots.

Several holoscreens also appear in midair as the streaming channel has come online to record their confessions, as Sylvie made sure to do lots of advertising and already showing a healthy amount of viewers both mortal and from the demon realm. The chat filling up with posts about how cute the two of them are and how eager everyone is to see the show, as Julia collects her wits long enough to point and scream at Marcus, “PPYYoonnn!! A demon!?” About ready to bolt per bunny instincts as Sylvie grabs onto her friend and gives her a kiss to get her attention. “Now now Meat, you already consented to being snuffed, as Marcus here has assured me that he has snuffed lots of demon skanks back home. He is a professional!”

Sylvie having personally summoned him herself, being a higher class of demon and getting to do that. Marcus standing there and being amused by this, acting along and pretending that the second bunny in front of him isn’t his boss. Sadly for him, he is a lower class demon and lacks wings and the proper ability to shapechange, making going outside rather unpleasant for everyone. Julia hearing her friend explain the situation and how she is going to be snuffed by a professional, as Marcus reassures her as well. “Oh yes yes, I am quite the expert on how to snuff adorable prey, especially bunnies. Those are my favorite.”

Julia getting teamed up as she calms down and does her best to no faint, feeling something akin to pride at how bunnies are his favorite. Already imaging his fangs sinking into her throat which makes her smile and giggle a little, as Sylvie gets her attention with a kiss. “Come along now, we need to undress and get ready for our snuffing.” Leading the bunny over to another camera and a box to throw their clothes in, as Sylvie wiggles out of her outfit which consists of a tube top with matching short shorts, not bothering to wearing any panties as she throws the articles in and moans at Julia to follow along. The other bunny blushes furiously at the idea of being nude while getting snuffed, as she removes her blouse and her own miniskirt and soaking wet panties, super embarrassed by that as she drops them into the box.

Sylvie standing there proud and nude as all the cameras catch all of her curves, being properly furry with her light brown and super fluffy fur with a white spot along her chest and front. Showing off her rather meager breasts as her top pair is barely a B cup, her middle pair A cup, and her bottom pair of boobs flat. All six of her pink nipples standing super erect as she giggles into the nearest camera while pinching one of her nipples, “Hee hee, I am oh so looking forward to this, boys!” Julia meanwhile blushes hard through her snow white fur, covering her crotch with a paw and having C cups for her top pair of boobs, B cups for her middle pair, and A cups for her bottom. Her slightly larger pink nipples sticking up through her fur as she just pants briskly as her mind races about what is happening.

With the two of them properly nude does Marcus ask them both, “So snuff sluts, how do you want to get snuffed? Lots of choices for this.” Julia stammering and mind racing even harder as Sylvie grabs her nude bunny friend and grabs her throat, giving it a squeeze as Julia swoons, “Meat here is rather shy but she has a huge kink for her bunny throat to get ripped out by your fangs.” Julia meeping out even hard as her secret kink is exposed like that in front of everyone, as chat adores her for how cute she is as Marcus rubs his chin and nods. “Oh yeah, that will work, as I’ll give you a nice hard rape and destroy your cunt, pumping that bunny womb of yours full of demonic seed right as your throat gets ripped out. Sounds good?” Julia hears all of this and the idea of going out like that makes her legs shake, really wanting to touch herself now as she shyly nods and moans a little.

Marcus is eager to hear what method of snuffing his boss wants, as Sylvie wiggles her bunny butt from side to side and ponders a bit. “Pyoonn… hmmm… just too many awesome ideas! Chat, what do you think?” Leaving it to the perverts to decide as posts roll in super hard and chaotic to parse out, as Marcus snaps his fingers again to add a poll to the channel to make it better organized. In order to vote in the poll requires a payment of mana which can be converted into currency or mana, which is helpful to prevent spammers. Sylvie watches on and licks her lips as the timer on the poll slowly ticks down and chat votes and argues and votes some more, as the timer eventually reaches zero!

Sylvie letting out more cute giggles and waving her fluffy ass from side to side as she moans out, “Oh my, snuffed by impalement! That is going to super hurt!” Giggling and giving the camera a wink as she saunters over to a nearby table to fetch the tool she needs, which amounts to a metal chastity belt with a built in dildo with a suspiciously pointy end. Picking it up and showing it to the camera as she bunny moans and giggles, chat and Julia watching in awe as Sylvie lifts up a bunny leg to step into the assembly and raise it up to her crotch.

Touching the spit against her tight bunny folds and pausing for the cameras before slowly fitting it inside of herself. Feeling the resistance of her hymen as Sylvie pulls up some more on the belt as she yelps and moans out in pain, chat exploding as she pops her own cherry and her maiden blood pours out of her stuffed lips and soaks into her fur. Sylvie pushing down on the belt so the spit pulls out of her, showing everyone what she just did as she winks at the camera. “Pyon, that is right boys! This will be my first and last cock inside of my bunny cunt!” Chat loving his as even Julia gasps at how she had no idea her friend was a virgin, as Sylvie winces and moans all cute as she yanks the belt up and over her fluffy hips.

Once set the belt magically locks by the metal looping around her waist to constrict and get smaller, as Sylvie gags out in shock as it squeezes super hard and digs into her soft fur. No way that is coming off as Sylvie bends over and shows off her belt, her asshole still exposed as there is a button right on the crotch plate that covers her cunt. “Pyon, here we go boys!” Pressing the button herself as she swoons and moans deeply, the belt buzzing hardcore directly against her love bead and all the way through her stuffed cunt, the spit deep enough to be tickling her cervix. Walking back to the other two as she grits her teeth and holds in the urge to cum as she weakly smiles back at Julia. “There we go, all done! This is gonna take a while… so might as well have an orgy before Marcus here snuffs you!”

Julia nodding meekly and getting kissed by Julia before they are made to kneel in front of Marcus as he rips off his pants. Julia gasping super hardcore as Marcus has a proper demon foxy cock, all covered in backwards facing barbs and complete with a huge knot, as each of his balls twitch and swing as both bunnies get front row views of its majesty.

BOR. You will be surprised, but BOR is not only a good painter - but also has a couple of good quality written stories.
I will translate you 1, the best of the best, tale. (Okay. maybe 2-3 stories). But I don't have enough strength to translate high-literary stories under 180 kb in weight.
I give this in the hope that people whose native language is English will help to put here just .. literary translation. (google translate does a pretty normall job anyway. But translation artifacts sometimes kill everything sense.)

I was hoping to find this old thread back but never found it. Here is an old copy. Looking forward to get more diapered hanging stories on this thread!
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School Selection

[non cons]


A loud whistle caught Nina's attention. She stopped her crawl and started to tread in the water. After a few moments Nina saw what was going to happen. As the other students stopped swimming their teacher signaled to get out of the water. “All girls are required to go to a changing booth and wait there for the meat inspector” said the coach, “the boys will continue with 4 laps of the butterfly stroke”

Nervously talking the girls quickly went to the changing booths. Nina sat about halfway down the line. “Shit I hope they don't pick me” thought Nina. A soft crying from her right assured her of a better chance, only 25% was selected from each class. She heard the meat inspector getting closer every few minutes. He was only a few lockers away from her now and she heard him say, “swimsuit straps off your shoulders and stand with your face to the wall”. Nina put the straps off her shoulders, better make it easy for the inspector, she thought. Suddenly she heard another girl crying in the booth next to hers. “Nice” she thought, that was Emily, she never liked her.

“Name” said the inspector as he opened Nina's door. “Nina, ID number 230867” said Nina. “Thank you” said the inspector, I see you already put your straps down, very nice, can you turn your face to the wall” “sure sir” said Nina and she turned her back to the inspector. The inspector checked her butt, “nice and firm” she heard him say. The inspector made her turn around and started peeling her swimsuit down. Softly he took her breasts in his hands and checked them. After a confirming mumble he pulled Nina's swimsuit to her feet. After a quick look on her pussy he said: “I'm not sure can you wait for 10 minutes, keep your swimsuit off” “of course sir” said Nina. The inspector went to the next changing booth.

“Shit” thought Nina, “I might be meat within an hour or I can be free for the rest of my life”. A strange thought occurred to Nina: this was her last chance to have an orgasm. She sat down naked on the little bench and started to rub her pussy. Within a few minutes she reached the point of no return. She took a deep breath and tried to keep quiet as her orgasm took control of her body.

Minutes later the inspector opened her door. “Can you come out and get in this line?” said the inspector. “Of course sir” said Nina and she saw 2 other girls from her class. “What do you think?” said the inspector to his assistant. “Well that one seems to be nice and sporty, good meat I bet,” said the assistant and he pointed to Nina. “The other two are a bit bigger, I think they'll have a nice yield,” said the assistant. “All three of you, what sport and how many hours?” said the inspector. “Swimming and fitness” said Nina, “about 4-5 hours a week”. The girl next to her said: “nothing besides school sport, so about three hours a week” and the last girl said: “bicycle racing, about 6 hours a week” “Second girl, what was your name?” said the inspector. “Kyla” said Kyla. “According to my data you play softball, about 5 hours a week” said the inspector, “our society doesn't need people who lie, you are selected” “no no, please I was afraid that you would take me earlier if I did a lot of sport” said Kyla. “I would've taken Nina if you would have been honest” said the inspector, “take her away”. The assistant guided Kyla away. “Ladies I'm sorry that I let you pose naked but you were the girls I wasn't sure of” said the inspector, “and Nina, I wouldn't have taken you, Kyla was not cooperating and needed to be taught a lesson, I just said it to make her feel worse as a extra punishment” “no problem sir” said the girls. “Well then get dressed and we'll see you in the pool.

Quickly the girls put their swimsuit back on and went back to the pool. A crowd stood around the showers and when the girls looked there were already three girls hanging with a noose around their neck. They had thrown nooses over one of the pipes on the ceiling. The fourth girl was being prepared for hanging. It was Nadia a cute looking girl from Nina's class. She seemed not to care too much, she casually handed her arms so that they could be tied together. When they were done with her she positioned herself under the rope and nodded to the butcher that she was ready. With firm pulls he hoisted the girl by her neck. She started kicking her legs but there was not a single tear to be seen. The three girls who were already dead clearly had been crying. After a few moments Nadia's legs kicked way less powerful, and suddenly the group could see her urine flowing. She was nearly gone. Kyla was pushed to her knees by the butcher. “What are they going to do to her?” whispered Nina to Paul, “she's Jewish, and will be drained of blood, it's a tradition” said Paul. The butcher pulled her head back and suddenly he pulled the knife along Kyla's neck. A spurt of blood flew out of the cut and the butcher let go. Kyla fell to the ground and grabbed her throat she was making wild movements but after half a minute it stopped. The butcher took a hose and sprayed the blood through a little sink. The assistants started to collect the girls and loaded them into cooling crates. As quick as they had come they were gone.

The rest of the girls came home proudly with their release form, they were free humans now.
blue.beard 2015-02-16 02:38:39 ?1311
School Selection #2

(semi con, diaper, hanging)


Slowly the bus rolled onto the parking lot of the processing center. “Well we finally arrived,” said our teacher, “everybody walk in a line to the entrance, and keep your ID card ready.” Everybody started to get up and we walked to the large double doors of the main building. “Shit Julia, they are really going to slaughter us” said Marcel to me. “Wow and you only realized that now?” I said, “After hearing our class average on the state exams you could’ve known it”. “Yeah I know but I’m scared,” said Marcel softly. “Don’t worry, hanging takes less than a minute and you’re gone,” I said. “Yeah, but..” said Marcel but our teacher interrupted. “Everybody goes into room 4, places his or her ID card in the slot and starts undressing” he said, “I wish you a good processing and goodbye” and he walked out as if he didn’t care.

A few of our classmates walked directly through the door with the 4 above it and the rest followed. Inside there was a metal rail that split the room in two parts with a clear male/female separation icon. I took my ID card and inserted into the slot, a small screen lit up and showed some basic info about me. The first few started to strip down a little uneasy but as everybody started undressing the uneasy atmosphere faded slowly. I opened my bra and let it slip off my body; the clothing bin was quickly filling. Slowly I slipped my panties down and threw them into the bin. I turned to the middle of the room and covered my breasts. I could see most of the boys with an erection and some girls were giggling a bit about it.
Then some people entered the room. They casually began inspecting us, the men checked the girls and the women the boys. “This one goes to live spitting” I heard. Oh crap I hope I will just get the hanging, the end of A grade girls isn’t that much fun. One of the men steps in front of me. He gestured to show my breasts and I let my hands fall down. With a simple nod he walks to the next girl. It looks like I’m just B grade.

After a few minutes they are ready with the checkup. “Everybody who is still in here will be hanged,” said one of the women who stayed behind. “During hanging you will most likely piss or shit yourself” she said, “do not be ashamed as this is natural. Due to hygiene regulations you will have to wear a diaper during termination” she said, a lot of mumbling arose from the class. “Silence!” said the women, “just do it, there are pull-ups for those who went to the toilet before you were put on the bus, if not you should wear a normal one” and she pulled open two large drawers. “I will come back to pick you up in half an hour” said the women, “you are now free to talk a bit with your fellow classmates if you like, but please split again when I pick you up.”

Everybody started talking with his or her friends when the women left, why waste your last half hour. I joined Marcel and a few other people from my class. “Oh god do they want us to die from embarrassment?” said one of the girls. “Messing yourself on the gallows while everybody watches or wearing a diaper.” I said, “What a choice…” “Yeah she’s right said someone else. “Come let’s get one” I said and I walked to the diapers. “What are you going to take?” said Marcel. “A real one, I don’t want to make a mess just for looking less stupid” I said.

I unfolded the diaper and put it under my butt, I pulled the tapes loose and stuck them to the other side. It didn’t even feel bad, quite comfortable actually. Marcel was struggling with the tapes so I helped him a little. When everybody was ready we started to talk a bit. “Hey who is going to die a virgin?” said one of the guys. Marcel, derrick and Nina raised their hands. I patted Marcel on the back. “We could change that” I said jokingly. Everybody started to laugh. “Hey why not, it’s our last chance?” said Nina. “Well then, get that pull-up down” said Derrick.

On the other side of the room we heard some strange sounds. When we looked behind us a few people already had the same idea. “Derrick, you take Nina, I will take Marcel and the rest can team up however they like” I said and I pulled the tapes open. “What?…” said Marcel. “Come on this is your chance, I friend zoned you and you were nice about it, here is your reward” I said. I pulled open his tapes and lay on my back. Marcel placed himself a little uneasily between my legs, “Relax, I’m still wet from this morning, just enjoy yourself and don’t worry about me” I said and I pulled him a little closer. I could feel his tip touching my pussy and I guided it to the right spot. Slowly he pushed himself deeper. “Oh fuck this feels nice” he said. Slowly he began to pump in and out. After a few minutes I could see that he was trying to keep going. “Just cum inside me, it’s ok” I said. He looked at me and started to go a bit faster, a bit faster. I looked around and nearly everybody was fucking someone. But Arthur was masturbating alone in the corner. Hmm I should help him too. Suddenly Marcel pushed himself all the way in and with a soft groan he blew his load deep inside me. I let him lay there for a few minutes and said: “Do you mind if I help Arthur out, just like I did for you?” “No, no, thank you, you were my best friend” he said, “feel free to help others”

“Hey Arthur” I said. Arthur looked up and I nodded him to come over. I was still lying on my back and I could feel Marcel’s cum leak out of me into the diaper. “If you really want to have sex you can take me, but Marcel already came inside me so I hope you don’t mind” I said. “Are you serious?” he said. “Completely, if you don’t mind having a second hand pussy you are free to go” I said. A few seconds later Arthur was between my legs. “All the girls turned me down,” he said. “Everybody deserves a fuck today” I said, “but get going, that half hour should be almost over”
Quickly I could feel him entering my wet pussy. “Oh wow this feels nice,” he said, “I’m not going to last long” “Just go for it” I said. After only two minutes he pushed himself deep inside of me and I could feel my second load of cum being squirted inside. As he pulled out I quickly closed the diaper. When I looked around I could see that most people were finished by now. When I stood up I could feel the cum dripping along my legs into my diaper. “Oh shit I’m happy that I’m wearing one, it’s dripping” I said. “Yeah my pull-up is sticky from the inside” said Nina. “Hey I took two of them, imagine mine” I said.

We were not a minute too soon because the door opened and the women entered the room again. “I see that you enjoyed each other” she said, “follow me”

We entered a big hall, right in front of us were six nooses dangling from a metal bar. The workers were obviously waiting for us and we could see cleaning stations and further down the hall the gutting tables and butcher materials were visible. Quickly the first three girls and boys were pulled towards the nooses. “You are going to be hanged three by three,” said the woman, “it is okay to be afraid, but don’t worry it won’t hurt too much, it’s more discomfort.” “A noose will be put around your neck and your arms and legs are tied together,” continued the woman, “when everyone is prepared we will hoist you up and you will feel the noose tightening around your neck, after about 30 seconds you will pass out and we will give you a tug to snap your neck.” “After that you will be stripped, cleaned, gutted, cut to pieces and shipped to the stores, your family will receive part of it.” “I can advise you to just stay as calm as possible when you are hanged, don’t kick too much, just hang there,” said the woman, “and if you feel like you are going to piss or shit yourself, just let it go, that’s why you are wearing a diaper”

When the woman was finished with her talk the first six were ready. And after a few seconds a soft whirring noise came from above as the winch started to hoist the first group up. Quite quickly they were lifted up in the air. A few started kicking but the workers took their legs and held them still. “It hurts more if you kick!” said the woman. In less than a minute every girl and boy on the noose was limp. The workers walked up to them and gave a heavy tug, which produced a loud snap as their necks broke. They were let down and the next batch was already being tied up. I could see how the workers stripped the bodies and washed them with a powerful jet of water. While I was watching the cleaning I heard the whirring noise again and I saw the next six going up. One by one they wet themselves and quickly they went limp. I was glad to see that it was so easy, just hang there and life stops. We would service the society at our best. I could just see how the first girl was loaded onto a gutting table. Quickly her stomach was cut open and they started to pull everything out. I heard the snap again.

“Psst, when are we going?” said Nina. “Shall we go next?” I said. “Alright” said Nina and we made our way to the front. “Oh god my diaper is all sticky,” said Nina. “The cleanup crew is going to enjoy this,” I said softly. Nina grinned; “yeah it’s pretty nasty” the next batch was already being hoisted up. “It seems quite a nice way to be terminated” said Nina. “Yeah I expected it far worse” I said.

Now it was our turn, we stepped forward while they put a noose around our necks. One of the workers took my legs and tied them together. I put my hands behind my back and quickly they were tied too. I looked at Nina she was ready too. “Here we go,” I said. “Yeah, it was nice to know you,” said Nina. “Idem ditto” I said and the whirring noise was back. Quickly the noose tightened around my neck and within seconds I could feel how my body went up in the air. I looked at the remainder of my class; they were all staring blankly at us. I could feel that my windpipe was closed and breathing was impossible. My belly started to feel weird and my head was light. A strange serenity came over me, I relaxed totally and I could feel warmth between my legs. My body went completely limp and the warm feeling of the wet diaper felt quite good actually. Then I could feel someone grabbing my legs, this would be it. And with a loud snap everything was gone.
blue.beard 2015-02-16 02:39:32 ?1312
School Selection 3


“Will Tina, Kacy and Emily please report to the headmaster” said the voice over the intercom. Kacy looked at her teacher who nodded that she could leave. She picked up her bag and packed her bags. As she walked to the headmaster’s office she knew that this couldn’t be good.

“Ahh, Kacy come in” said the headmaster, “I think Tina will be here any moment”. After a short uncomfortable minute Tina arrived. “Ladies, I’ll keep it short” said the headmaster, “I’ve already talked to your parents and they agreed on this” “Oh shit thought Tina, her final exams must’ve been terrible. “The three of you and a few others are pulling our average drastically down” said the headmaster; “so much that we are going to lose a large part of our budget” the girls all looked to the ground. “We, that means the school board, your parents and me myself, have decided to terminate all three of you,” said the headmaster, “only students who finish the year are taken for the average score”

“But that’s not…” said Emily.

“No buts” said the headmaster; “your chances of passing the lottery after graduation were only 5% with these grades”

“And when will we be terminated?” said Tina.

“Immediately” said the headmaster, “I have to send in the student list before 17.00, that leaves us two hours”

“Can’t we even say goodbye?” said Emily.

“Sorry miss but we don’t have time for that” said the headmaster, “Derrick, Mike and Christina are already at the school doctor for the preparations, get straight to the office and don’t try to run away as I can see you on the security cameras”

Shocked the girls walked to the school doctor. After a knock on the door they were let in.

“Lemme see what we got” said the lady from the kitchen, “the redhead, prepare her for spitting” and she pointed to Tina.

“You can pick all of them up in an hour” said the school doctor.

“See you then” said the kitchen lady. “Well girls get those clothes off,” said the doctor.

“Here?” said Kacy, not feeling much for undressing with everybody around.

“Yes here, it doesn’t matter anymore in less than two hours you are meat” said the doctor. A little embarrassed the girls began to take off their shirt. Kacy opened her skirt and dropped it to the ground.

“Everything” said the doctor. Kacy looked up but she saw that the doctor was serious. “Nice no pubic hair on any of you” said the doctor, “that saves me some time” Kacy peeked to the other girls and saw that indeed all three of them were perfectly smooth. “Well take this pill, it will keep you calm and keeps the pain away” said the doctor and he handed each of the girls a pill.

“Kacy and Emily, you two will have to wear a diaper” said the doctor.

“WHAT!” said Emily.

“A diaper” said the doctor, “hearing problems?”

“I’m not deaf but why?” said Emily.

“You two will be hanged or decapitated. Unless you want to make a mess by pissing or shitting yourself you will have to wear a diaper,” said the doctor and he handed both girls a diaper.

“Do we really have to?” said Kacy.

“Yes,” said the doctor, “put it on and wait with the other three in the room over there” and he pointed to a door. Kacy sighed but started to put on her diaper.

“Oh god this looks weird,” thought Kacy as she walked past the mirror.

In the room Kacy and Emily found Derrick, Mike and Christina, each of them was wearing a diaper too.

“No word about the diapers,” said mike.

“God dammit,” said Derrick, “I didn’t want to die a virgin.”

“Sorry but I want to keep my virginity,” said Christina.

Kacy thought about it for a moment and said: “If you want to get rid of it I can help.”

“Really?” said Derrick.

“Not much more to lose beside my life any moment now,” said Kacy and she shoved her diaper down her legs. The others looked a bit uneasy.

“Hey enjoy yourselves while you still can,” said Kacy. Emily looked at Mike and shoved her diaper down too. In the meantime Kacy crashed down on the couch. “Don’t worry about me I did it myself this morning,” said Kacy and she pulled Derrick between her legs. A little clumsy Derrick tried to find Kacy’s vagina. When he found the right position he slowly started pushing inside.

“Wow you’re still wet,” said Derrick. “Enjoy it,” said Kacy with a naughty look and she pulled Derrick all the way inside. After a few minutes of fucking a soft moan came from the room. It was Christina; she had fingered herself while watching.

“I’m not going to last long too,” said Derrick.

“Don’t worry just let it go” said Kacy. No more than ten seconds later Derrick pushed himself as deep as possible and blew his load deep into Kacy’s pussy.

“Oh wow,” said Derrick, “that was awesome, thank you.”

“No problem,” said Kacy. A groan behind them indicated that Mike didn’t last long either.

“I hear someone coming,” said Christina. Everybody pulled his or her diaper back up. Not a moment too late, the door opened and the kitchen lady walked in.

“Two of you will be decapitated and the other three will be hanged,” said the kitchen lady, “short spaghetti’s lose their head” and she held 5 spaghetti straws up. Everybody knew what they were supposed to do and picked one. Christina and Mike had a short straw; the rest had a longer ones.

“Follow me,” said the kitchen lady. And they started walking.

“I feel Mike’s cum dripping into my diaper,” whispered Emily. “At least they are good for something,” said Kacy with a naughty smile.

A short walk later they were in the basement. There were two guillotines and three nooses dangling from the ceiling.

“First the two for decapitation,” said the women next to the guillotine. Mike and Christina stepped forward. “Lie down on your back on the table,” said the lady. Mike and Christina did as they were told. “Do I have to fasten you two or can I trust that you will cooperate?” said the lady.

“I’ll cooperate,” said Mike and Christina nodded. The women placed the bar over their necks and locked it in place. “Who goes first?” said the lady.

“I’ll go first,” said Mike.

“Ok” said the lady, “do you mind if I point your dick downwards? The last one peed straight over his belly. And without waiting for an answer she slid her hand inside his diaper and positioned everything as she wanted it.

“Ready for it?” said the lady.

Mike looked up to the blade that was going to chop his head off and nodded yes. After a soft click the blade fell down and cut Mike’s head off with a loud *thump*. Blood sprayed from his neck as his head fell down into the basket. Kacy, Emily and Derrick could see the diaper turning yellow.

The lady turned towards Christina. “Shall I just do it?” said the lady. Christina nodded and let her head hang back.

“Psst, check she’s already wetting herself,” said Emily. Indeed, Christina’s diaper had turned yellow at the crotch. A loud thud meant the end of Christina’s life. Her head fell down into the basket and her body lay there shaking and spurting blood.

“Now you three,” said the lady, “pick a noose and put it over your neck.” They did as they were told and when they were ready the lady took their hands and tie ripped them together behind their back and did the same for their feet.

“Together or one by one?” said the lady.

“Together” said the three. A soft whirring noise emerged from above and they could feel the noose being tightened.

“Oh god here I go,” thought Kacy and she was lifted off the ground. The noose tightened around her neck and she couldn’t breathe anymore. She could see Derrick who was struggling for air too. She couldn’t move because of her ties but she could just see Emily who was already wetting herself. Kacy couldn’t hold on much longer and let her urine flow. A quenched moan came from Derrick.

“Having an orgasm from hanging is perfectly normal, relax, you are almost dead” said the lady. Kacy saw Derricks diaper turning yellow just before she blacked out.

The school passed the budget check this year and the meat in the school cafeteria was of excellent quality for the next few months. The spit roast from Tina even impressed the local business people so much that the school received 10% more donations this year.
blue.beard 2015-02-16 02:41:14 ?1313
Good to see gurochan is back.

Purely fictional, don't ever do something like this in real life, bla bla, just be a normal human. Not a native English speaker so sorry for errors.


Cleanup at the Orphanage


At 8:59 our teacher opened the door to the classroom and everybody quickly took place in his or her designated seat. Today was an important day for us, being from the orphanage everybody scoring below 14.5/20 would be terminated today. It was a fair system, we were given a second chance at life and failing to take that chance was a valid reason to be terminated. Our meat would feed the next generation and those who passed would make a decent living. In front of us lay a closed folder containing the test result. Everybody knew better than to peek before our teacher allowed us to look.
Last week we all had our medical checkup, signed the necessary paperwork and were given a detailed explanation of what would happen if we were to be terminated. If we failed we have to stand up, and wait in front of the blackboard until everybody is there. We have to walk to the basement, split boys and girls and strip down. The nurse will hand us a pull-up diaper which we are required to wear. Previous years they had used enemas to clean the students but since this was laborious and expensive it was decided to try it like this. For about half a dollar for the diaper and 5 minutes with a hose they could clean us up afterwards. Being a bed wetter I had no problem with it, but most of my class made a huge fuss about it. After that we will enter the termination room, there will be three gallows to terminate us and they expect us to wait patiently for our turn and form three lines. When it is your turn you have to step onto the little platform and allow them to bind our hand and feet together. When everybody is ready they will lower the platforms and allow us to die. They told us that it is best to just try to hang there silently as you might hurt yourself when you start kicking and what not. If I am selected I'm certainly going to try it because the nurse told us that it is only a slight uncomfortable feeling when you hang there peacefully.
”I'm not going to waste many words today” said the teacher, “you all know the drill, whether you failed or passed you will contribute to society and I am proud of you regardless of the result” and he signaled that we were allowed to look. Around me I heard some sighs, some cries and some shouts of relief. Slowly I opened the folder and saw the result on the bottom of the page: 14,1/20. Not enough. Slowly I got up and walked towards the blackboard. Within a minute seven girls and three boys were standing there. Our teacher gave us a nod and we all left for the basement. “I'm going to do this with dignity” I said to myself as I saw a few people around me cry.
Soon we entered the basement and split from the boys. We started stripping down and waited for the nurse. Luckily she came quickly, she handed me my diaper with a wink, she was the one who gave me my bedwetting diapers, I knew what she meant to say; "your last one”. I quickly put it on to cover my private parts; actually I was happy with the diapers, now the boys would not see everything. While the other girls were putting on their diaper the nurse said: “I advise the girls who are upset to be the first ones in line that way it is over quickly” and she opened the door. The boys were already waiting for us. When one made a remark about our bare breasts he was given a smack to the head by the nurse. “You are first in line,” she said angrily. “Well, form a line please.”

Quickly three lines were formed and the government official slid the screen to the side. Three nooses were waiting for us. I was the last one; apparently everybody wanted this to be over quickly. The official nodded the first people to come forward, two boys and a girl. They stepped onto the platform and their hands and feet were tied. Suddenly the nurse stepped behind the boy who made the remark and slid down his diaper. “There, now you know how it feels,” she said and stepped to the side. Without saying anything the official pressed a button and with a soft hiss the platforms started to lower. First they were still standing on their toes, but within fifteen seconds their feet were in the air. Quickly the nurse pulled up the boys diaper before he could make a mess. I looked to the ground because I did not know whether I wanted to see this. Just a minute later the sounds coming from the gallows had faded and I looked up. Their bodies were hanging limp with their heads tilted due to the noose. Everybody's diaper had that distinct discoloration and was starting to swell. I know how that feels, today will be the last time.
A few minutes later everything was set up again. I had to look this time, just to know how it will be. The next three stepped forward, one boy and two girls this time. Quickly they were tied up and after a few moments the official pressed the button again. I kept looking at the left most girl, she was trembling on her feet. I could see her diaper turn yellow, she was already wetting herself. Seconds later they were all standing on their toes and before I knew they were suspended. The girl starting twisting her body but after a few moments the official gently took her legs and held them still. Their faces were slowly turning red and suddenly we heard a strange noise coming from the boy. “Did he just?” said one of the girls. “Yes he had an orgasm, that is perfectly normal,” said the nurse; “your brain does strange things when you die.” I looked back to the girl, her eyes were rolling to the side. The others had wet their diaper too at this point. After a minute or two all three were hanging limp and the official started to take them off. I would have preferred to go right after these three but it looked like I was going to be the last one.

Indeed, a few minutes later the last boy and remaining two girls were standing with a noose around their neck. When the nooses started to tighten the nurse said: “I suppose you can handle it on your own from here on?” “Of course Nathalia,” said the official, ”see you next time.” And with that the nurse left. I stood there watching while my old classmates were struggling for breath when the official walked over to me. “Sorry that you'll be going alone,” he said. “Hm, it doesn't matter,” I said nervously. “Don't worry.” said the official and he put a hand on my shoulder. He had warm hands I noticed. “You saw how easy your classmates went.” he said, “would you mind helping me for a minute?” confused I looked at him. “Yeah, I'll have to load them all in the truck” he said, “and I have some back problems.” “Hm sure,” I said.

Fifteen minutes later my old classmates were loaded onto brancards and slid into the cooling truck. “Thank you very much,” said the official after we were done, “let's have a short break” and he sat down on one of the benches along the wall. A little uneasy I took a spot next to him. “I'm Dave by the way” “Kimmy,” I said. “Well Kimmy, it might be the last time that someone says it,” said Dave, “but you look great.” I could only blush.
”Even in a diaper” he said laughing. “I always wear them,” I said with red cheeks. “Bed wetter?” said Dave. I nodded. “I was one too when I was younger.” “Oh?” I said. “Yeah it happens I think,” said Dave, “some are a bit unlucky.” “Ever had a boyfriend?” “Well.. the boy who made that joke.” I said, “We had something a year or two ago” “we even had sex once, but when he found out that I am a bed wetter he dumped me.” “Damn that sucks,” said Dave. And put an arm around me. “I'm single too,” he said. “Why?” I asked. “Girls don't like my work,” he said. “Yeah I don't like it too at the moment, but it has to be done,” I answered. “Yeah I still need to find the one” Dave said. “Maybe you can try me?” I said. “Nice try,” said Dave. I smiled and said; “maybe it works out.” “The best I can offer you now is a last fuck,” said Dave.

”Well it is not the offer I was hoping for,” I said, “but I'll take it.” I got off the bench and stepped in front of him. He grinned and said; “nothing special, just a quick fuck.” “Okay, let's do it” I said. Gently Dave peeled my diaper down. “You are already wet,” he said with a bit of surprise in his voice. I blushed and said; “sorry, somehow I got excited.” “No problem at all,” he said and he started to get out of his pants. “I'll lie down and you can ride on top,” he said and he lay down. Carefully I straddled him and started stroking his half erect cock to get it hard. “You are the prettiest girl in a long time I have to admit.” said Dave. “Enjoy me then,” I said. “I will,” he said and he gently pushed me down on his cock. I could feel him slip inside, and it felt good! “Play with yourself,” said Dave, “you might get a last orgasm.” I did as I was told and started rubbing my clit.

A few minutes later I lay panting on top of him. “Well now it is my turn,” said Dave and he started to pump in and out of me. Merely a minute later he groaned and I could feel his warm semen shoot into me. “That was quick,” I said teasingly. Dave smiled. I hoped this was my lucky moment. “You can have me any day if you take me home,” I said. “Sorry but no,” he said. “Okay, it was worth a try and you seem a nice guy,” I said. “Can you maybe hand me my diaper?” I said, “I don't want to leak all over the place.” He handed me my diaper and I got off him, quickly I slipped on my pullup. “Like a pro,” said Dave. “Yeah I have some experience,” I said. Dave smiled, “I'm sorry but I have to hang you now.” “I know,” I said, “let's do it,” and I walked to a noose and slid it around my neck.

As Dave was tying me up I could feel his semen drip into my diaper. “Well Kimmy,” said Dave, “thank you for the help and fun, but this is it.” “I know,” I said as he tightened the last tie rip. “I'm not going to prolong this too much,” said Dave, “so goodbye.” “Goodbye,” I said. I could hear the soft click as he pressed the button. “This was indeed it,” I thought as the noose started to tighten. Slowly I released my bladder as the noose started to lift me up. “Already leaking?” said Dave. I smiled, and jerked involuntarily with my leg. “Close your eyes,” I heard Dave say, “and try to remain calm.” I did as I was told and I could feel that I was losing control. Suddenly the noose felt differently. I couldn't tell what it was at first but then my feet touched the ground again. A warm hand loosened the noose from my neck. “Hey, stay with me.” I heard vaguely. With a deep grasp for air I was back. “I made up my mind,” said a voice to me.
blue.beard 2015-02-16 02:41:59 ?1314
Doing a Good Deed

(CONS, hanging, diapers, school)


Finally the day had come, two days ago Emily had submitted her name to the list of volunteering students who would be butchered and transferred to the disaster region. A hurricane destroyed a large part of the infrastructure, food supply and caused many deaths just a few days ago. Since food had been tightly regulated due to shortages the last four decades a disaster like this caused tremendous chaos even outside the affected region. Terminating extra people would both add more meat to the sparse rations and decrease the food requirement in other regions. And Emily already knew that with her grades there would be quite a big chance of being selected for termination, so why not help the rest of the world, she thought.

With just her paper-thin hospital gown she walked out of the school doctor’s office. She had just been declared healthy and fit for human consumption. Her private parts still felt a little weird, the doctor had asked her to shave off her little bush of pubic hair to make processing easier. After a short walk through the corridors she reached the basement where the terminations would take place.

Today there would be no people to “assist” them, normally there would be people to tie their wrists together, push the buttons, force the unwilling girls etc. But since they were going on a voluntary basis they were allowed to do it themselves. Karin, Emily’s best friend, had left the doctor’s office about 45 minutes before Emily. Emily was curious whether she had waited for her to do it together, or if she would find Karin already hanging there.

When she opened the door to the termination room she saw that the curtain of Karin’s booth was closed, that could only mean one thing, Karin already terminated herself. Emily was thinking whether she would take a look at her former best friend or not when she heard a buzzing sound coming from the booth. Slowly she slid the curtain to the side and saw her best friend hanging there, head a little blue and tilted by the noose, her body limp and a pull-up diaper. Emily had totally forgotten about that, they had asked them to wear a diaper to minimize the mess it would make when they died. On that diaper she saw a small remote control like thing, it was clipped to the front and a thin cable ran into Karin’s diaper.

“Oh god she didn’t” thought Emily and pulled the wire out, soon a small buzzing bullet vibrator emerged from Karin’s diaper. Emily thought about it for a moment and unhooked the remote. She closed the curtain again and entered her own booth.

Inside she saw the noose dangling from the ceiling, on the little bench there was a pull-up diaper waiting for her. Emily ripped the paper gown off her body and admired herself for the last time in the mirror. She took the pull-up and tried it on. “Like a little baby girl” she said, “never thought I would wear a diaper at 19 years old”. She took the little bullet vibrator and dropped it into the front of her diaper. After clipping the remote on and fiddling with the buttons she got it going at a comfortable speed. She sat there for some time until she could feel her orgasm coming. A quick rub over her clit brought her over the edge.

It was time now, time to do a good deed. She slipped the noose around her neck and tie ripped her feet together. She made a hoop from a tie rip for her hands and carefully tightened it. She looked at herself again in the mirror, ready to kill herself to help others, standing there tied up in a diaper. No matter what she did, even if she would not press that button she would die. Not pressing it merely meant that someone else would press the button for her when they came to collect their bodies. Suddenly that realization hit her and before she knew she got a warm feeling between her legs, she was wetting herself.

“Dammit Emily, get yourself together.” she thought. “Maybe it is better to just be over with it” she thought and leaned back so she could press the button. “One, two, three, four, five” she counted and a beep warned her that the noose was ready. She took a deep breath and released the button.

Slowly the noose began to tighten around her neck, she could feel that it was trying to lift her. Automatically she started standing on her toes. When the noose pulled her off the ground she tried to gasp for air but nothing got through. Slowly her urine leaked out of her, now she understood the diaper. They knew they would wet themselves from fear. She started struggling but suddenly a serene feeling came over her. She could see herself hanging in the mirror. Her diaper wet and swollen, the faint buzz from the vibrator, and then everything went black.
blue.beard 2015-02-16 02:44:06 ?1315
These are the five I have, I didn't write them. I hope the thread stays this time.

I also hope the author will post some more stories, I like them...
2015-02-17 04:01:01 ?1327
Thanks for reposting the stories.
2015-02-21 13:29:40 ?1348
and another one, real life is extremely busy right now so sorry for the lack of new stories


“Hello Karin” said the nurse to me, “ready for your termination?” I swallowed and said “I guess so”. The nurse couldn’t be much older than 25 she probably came straight from nursing school. “Don’t be nervous” said the nurse, “it is a great honour to feed your fellow students”. “I know, but it all seems so scary” I said. “it only takes a few minutes, then it is over” said the nurse, “ and it hardly hurts at all”. The nurse closed the door after me. “Well you can take off your school uniform behind the screen over there, did you shave everywhere?” I blushed, “yes I shaved my legs and pubic hair” and I also brought my gym outfit as you asked me.” “Perfect” said the nurse, “and did you drink as much water as you could?” “Yes, almost a one and a half liter” I said as I stepped out of my skirt.
When I was just wearing my panties and bra I wanted to go back to the nurse. “take of all your clothes dear” she said. I blushed even more and took off my bra. As I was stepping out of my panties the nurse said; “you are part of an experiment today”. “what kind of experiment?” I said. “I’ll explain it in a minute” said the nurse, but first hop onto the gynecologists chair here. I climbed onto the chair and the nurse gently pushed me on my back. “I know you didn’t like this last time, but you’ll have to spread your legs for me. I closed my eyes and I could feel her taking my legs and move them to the restraints. “hey relax” said the nurse, “I see girls private areas all the time”. “I know, but it is so weird” I said.
“well I better tell you about the experiment” said the nurse, “normally when they terminate you, you lose control over your bowels and bladder, which can make it very messy and embarrassing.” “we decided to try a new method in which we will plug your rectum to keep that problem away” “wait you are going to put something in my butt?!” I said. “yes, but that is less embarrassing than having shit running down your legs” said the nurse, “and to keep you from peeing yourself I am going to put you in a diaper” “What!” I said. “hush, you’ll do as I say” said the nurse, “this is all a lot less embarrassing than peeing and shitting in front of a few people.” “I need you to relax a little bit” said the nurse, “I’m going to apply some lube to your rear entry to ease the plug in, if you cooperate I’ll take the smallest one I have”. When I didn’t reply after a few seconds she took something from a drawer. “this one is 1.5 centimeters and this one is three centimeters wide, so what will it be?” “the small one please” I said. “okay, just relax and let it happen, okay?” I nodded and within a few seconds I could feel the nurses gloved finger touch my anus. She gently massaged it with a bit of lube. “I can see that you are sexually excited” she said with a kind voice. My face most have turned deep red because the nurse giggled a bit. “nothing to worry about” she said, “a lot of girls and boys have that before their termination” “shall I help you with it?” “what do you mean help me?” I said. “I can use a vibrator to help you orgasm” she said. “no thanks, this is already embarrassing enough” I said. “it’ll help you relax” said the nurse, “you wouldn’t be the first…”. I could hear her take something from a drawer. “close your eyes and enjoy it”. I looked up and I saw a C shaped thing in her hand. I closed my eyes and immediately I could feel that she was inserting something into my vagina. It slid deeper without effort and quickly after that I could feel something touch my clit. The nurse pushed somewhere on the toy and it started to buzz. Immediately I could feel a very nice sensation in my belly. “still don’t want it?” said the nurse. I hesistated, but said; “it’s nice”.
“Okay I’m now going to penetrate you with my finger, so please don’t resist it” said the nurse. Gently she pushed her finger into my anus. “it doesn’t hurt?” she asked. “no it feels alright” I said. Slowly she moved her finger in and out of me. “I’m going to swap my finger for the plug now” said the nurse and I could feel something different push against my anus. I tried to relax a little and let the tip go inside of me. “very nice” said the nurse, “it has a wider part, after that it gets narrow again, if I have to stop for a moment please tell me.” The sensations in my belly were getting better by the minute. Slowly the pressure in my rear became bigger. “ can you slow down a little?” I asked. The nurse stopped pushing deeper and I tried to relax. After a few moments the stretched feeling faded and a nodded that she could continue. “almost there” said the nurse. And suddenly I could feel the plug getting narrower. “it’s in” said the nurse, “just keep enjoying yourself”. She took something from a drawer near me and when she came back she gently lifted my but a little. I knew what it was, the diaper. When she let go of my butt I could feel a soft pad below me. She folded it between my legs and put it all around me. “getting there?” said the nurse. “I’m close” I said. The nurse gently massaged my breasts and suddenly kissed me in my neck. It was strange but it felt good. Slowly she moved her kissed to my nipples and gently started sucking on them. Then it became too much, my back arched and my body tensed up. With a muffled moan I came.
After my orgasm slowly faded away she said that it was time to go. She helped my get up from the chair. A thick diaper kept my legs slightly apart, “wow it is thick” I said. “yeah, these can hold quite a bit.” Said the nurse, “we need to get to the basement, so if you want you can put on your gym clothes”
After I had put on my sweatpants and a t-shirt she led me through the school into the basement. Once we were in the termination room she offered me the choice between the noose and the guillotine. I knew that the guillotine was faster but much scarier so I took the noose. “So I need to bind your arms and legs so you can’t try to lift yourself up” said the nurse. I put my hands behind my back and the nurse put two leather cuffs around them. She led me to the noose and put it around my neck. “can you put your legs together?” she said and she cuffed my ankles together. “Officially I have to put a ballgag in your mouth and blindfold you” said the nurse, “if you prefer I can leave the blindfold off”. “I would prefer to see” I said, “ so if you can leave the blindfold off…” “no problem” said the nurse. She clicked a small chain to the cuffs around my ankles and attached it to the handcuffs. “If you feel like you need to pee, just let it go, that is what the diaper is for and don’t be ashamed” said the nurse, “try to stay calm and you’ll find that you will slowly black out”. “okay” I said, “well… thanks for the.. you know”. “ no problem dear” said the nurse and she held the ballgag in front of me. “any last words?” “no” I said and I opened my mouth. Gently she put the ballgag in my mouth she locked the ballgag behind me and kissed me on my mouth. “goodbye”
The nurse stepped aside and pressed a button. I could feel how the noose was being tightened slowly. After a few moments it started to pull on my neck and I had to stand on my toes. Suddenly my toes were off the ground and I couldn’t breathe anymore. I bit down on the ballgag and tried to stay calm. After a few moments it felt like I had to pee really hard and I let go as the nurse had told me to do. “it won’t take long now”, said the nurse, “just let it go”. I could feel the diaper getting warm and swell between my legs. As my vision started to get blurred I could just hear the nurse say “goodbye” before everything went black.
blue.beard 2015-02-21 21:13:11 ?1352
Good one. Do you have a title for this story?
2015-02-21 21:43:00 ?1353
you really need to split your stuff into paragraphs, nobody likes a wall of text. the story itself is solid.
2015-02-22 13:01:03 ?1359
yeah sorry it was done in paraghraphs but copy pasting it fucked things up.

I am quite busy lately, but within a few weeks everything should go back to normal.

>> I want to know what stories would be most enjoyed by the current crowd. Rather than split this on /dis/ I've supplied a short story to get you thinking followed by the survey.
>> I might also fill some short requests here too.

Hello darling, you can call me Quinn for now. Is this your first time visiting? Here at Club GC we aim to make every fantasy come true. Do you like my outfit, it's awfully sexy don't you think? But maybe you'd like something a little bit more specific. That's the beauty of this place because in just the blink of an eye we can change things to suit your whims. Consider it like a movie but you get to be in the director's chair.

Ooh, you are a naughty one! I've never thought about dressing up like this before, it looks so good on me, and so many scandalous implications. Oh please love, don't be embarrassed about it. We enjoy catering to all interests, especially those not permitted by polite society, and we take your anonymity very seriously. Now while I take this off maybe we can get more intimately acquainted.

Do you like what you see? Maybe you'd like my boobs to be a bit bigger, is that better? I think they could be perkier too, just like this. So what's your preference: blonde, brunette, or perhaps a fiery redhead? All options are open no matter how exotic your tastes are. As you see honored guest, I can even be a tender eastern flower if that is what you desire... or maybe you is juts wantin' some chocolate love with a fine ass. But please don't limit yourself to the expensive things you can already 'ave at anothair establishment, zére aré no taboos inside le Club GC.

Surprise! Did you know I can turn into a widdle girl too? My mommy and daddy aren't here but I'll be safe with you, right? I promise I'll be good and do everything you say and I'm really cute and I know all my ABZs and I love ponies. Would you say yes if I show you my pee-pee? It feels real funny if I rub it and I heard there's this game where you stick things inside and sometimes you can make a baby. Will you play it with me, pleassssse!

But, um, I don't even need to be a girl. I mean my friend dared me to wear a pink bow in my hair at recess so I looked like one, but- but that was only so I could have his pudding cup. I'm definitely a boy and I've got a d-dick and it's practically as long as my finger now and sometimes it's stiff in the morning and there's clear stuff coming out. You know I can also beat a bunch of kids in my class at arm wrestling so just because I'm still small and skinny doesn't mean I'm not strong!

Or you could, like, wish for something in the middle. I mean you're still going to get in trouble for staring at me like that but I've started getting my period so I'm practically an adult even if my stupid mom still calls me a kid. So are these little boobies doing it for you perv? Do you need me to dance around too like I'm some kind of slut? We both know that you're probably going to go straight for my cherry anyway, it's a no-brainer since you're my first customer and everyone's always talking like being a virgin is a big deal and shit.

But I'm not stupid, you wouldn't be here if you didn't have something a whole lot rougher in mind. So are you going to fuck me first and then do something sick, or does hurting an innocent girl like me do it for you all by itself? I guess it could be both. I would totally scream my lungs out if you bent me over and raped my ass without any lube, plus there would be a wicked ton of blood coming out by the time you were done tearing my butt up for your sick twisted pleasure.

Would you kill me then? Wrap your hands around my throat and choke the life out me, turn my entire future into just a few moments of casual fun for yourself? Or is that too fast, maybe you're going to torture me, beat me, burn my skin and shove needles through my body until I run out of tears and snot and blood to shed for your enjoyment. Would you drag it out for days, taking me apart piece by piece, letting me see my own body be reduced to nothing but a sexless, limbless torso and then at last you'll cut out my eyes leaving me in silent darkness to await my fate?

I'm not going to stop you. Tonight I'm your snuff slave who will let you do whatever you want no matter how much it hurts or even if I know it's going to kill me. I could even do it on my own, step up on a stool and put a noose around my neck all by myself. You could sit back and masturbate the whole time while I kick off and kill myself through a slow hanging, my final dance being a show for your private amusement.

Did you know you can even make me forget about this club, forget that I'm anything but a normal teenage girl? You can tie me up and I'll be honestly, truly terrified. I'll be begging for you to let me go, begging for you to stop hurting me. Do you want to see if you can cause me enough pain that I'll even beg you to let me die? Or maybe you want me to ask for it from the very beginning, loving every punch, squealing with pain and delight when you stab me through the guts and cumming harder then I've ever cum before when you run a power drill through my brain.

And when this is all over what will become of me? Will you take my clit which I cried so hard over when you cut it off and keep it in a little box with the others? Or maybe you want my head stuffed and mounted on your wall? Would you enjoy my breasts cooked up and served to you with a glass of red wine? Or do I not matter at all and you'll just walk away while my body is tossed into the dumpster with all the other useless trash.

Whatever you choose please be honest because you are going to be the first and last customer I'll ever have. I want to be sure that you'll enjoy every moment of my wonderful destruction.

>>To pay for your stay at Club GC please read the survey that follows and consider leaving a response.

It's early summer and you and two of your friends decide to fly to the continental US on vacation. At this point, we've been talking on Reddit for over a year and we want to meet up. We agree that a camping trip would be fun, and you agree to meet me in Washington. You and your friends pack a suitcase to be checked, including an axe, machete, a few pocket knives,and a larger bowie knife. It never hurts to be prepared when camping!

You fly into the Denver airport and me and my sister come to pick you up in our SUV. My sister just turned 22 and is a petite blonde, a couple inches shorter than me, with an athletic body and blue eyes. She's wearing a yellow sun dress with a large hat with her hair down and sunglasses. I told her to wear some black fishnet stockings, knowing it would turn you on. I sported a blue tank top, no bra, and black yoga shorts with my hair back in a ponytail. We pick you up outside and I stay in the drivers seat, you join me up front, and my sister sits between your two friends in the back.
I start driving to a remote lake campground so we can get a good view of the stars. You reach over and slide your hand up my inner thigh like my boyfriend would. I smile and give you a wink. In the back your friends pick up on the cue and pull up my sisters dress, exposing her bright blue thong. She blushes as they pull her panties aside and finger her wet cunt. She really is a slut... I see your dick getting rock hard, so I pull over and let you drive. As you watch your mates probing and groping my sister, I unzip your pants and pop your dick out. I start sucking like a vacuum as my sister pulls out your friend's cocks and strokes them both with a firm grip. You reach over my body and play with my nipples, pulling them between your fingers and making me wet. I bob my head up and down, before plunging your dick all the way down my throat, where you blow your load. My sister soon finishes off your friends and they shoot their jizz onto her tights.
We finally arrive at our destination and we break out the gear to start setting up camp. I ask you and my sister to walk down to the nearby stream to collect water. I see you rummage through your bag and pull out a couple objects while my sister grabs the water jugs. She leads the way and you follow, starring at her ass. You reach the side of the stream and she bends over a log to start collecting water in the jug. Seeing her bent over in her tights, you're helpless to resist your urges. You flip up her dress and pull her thong down around her knees, she starts to straighten up in surprise, but you push her back down as you slip your dick into her tight pussy. You grab her hair and pull, making her scream in ecstasy. A second later, her scream turned into gurgles as you pushed her head under water. She start to kick and flail her arms, so you pull out the bowie knife you retrieved from the car and plunge it through her back, pinning her to the log. She flails weakly now and you pull her head back up and whisper, "Shouldn't have struggled, cunt." before taking a pocket knife and slitting her throat open. As her pussy constricts you fill her with jizz, that leaks down her thighs and onto her tights as you pull out. You keep hold of her hair and roughly cut her head off with the small knife. "One down," you say as you pick up a partially full water jug in one hand and hold my sister's head in the other. She's so pretty you stick your dick down her throat as you walk and bury your cock deeper than you ever could have if she was alive. As you cum for the second time, it drips down her throat and onto the ground, leaving a trail behind you.
You make it back to camp and put my sister's head in a bag you brought. Walking from around the car, you see me flat on my stomach with my shorts around my ankles. One of your friends is squatting above me and driving his dick straight into my asshole. I try to scream, but your other friend is sitting on the ground and forcing my head down on his cock. You tell them to hurry up as you pull my shorts off and cut them up, "You won't be needing these anymore!" They finish using me and I get up and dust myself off. I see blood on you, so I figure I don't have to worry about her having gotten lost. "How about we build up a fire that we can use for cooking later and walk around the lake shore?" I ask. You nod, consenting and your friends begin to place logs in the fire pit.

The two of us walk out together and when we're a few hundred meters from camp you wrap your arms around me from behind and stick a couple fingers in my pussy, noting that it is still wet. We face out towards the lake and you kiss my neck as I feel your dick bulging against my ass. "Ready to be a cowgirl?" you ask, as you let go of me and lie down on the beach, taking your pants off. With your fat cock sticking up to the sky, I stand over you and lower myself to your hips, moaning as your dick penetrates me. I start rocking forward slowly, building up passion. As I start going faster, I see one of your friends appear and set up a video camera on a tripod, as he sits back and watches. As I look back down at you, I'm surprised when you slap me across the face and say, "I hope you're ready for this, whore!" I then catch a glimpse of steel as you whip your still bloody pocket knife into my breast and slice it off. I scream out in horror and straighten up while you hold your squishy new trophy.
With everything going on, I didn't notice your other mate running up behind me with a machete, until it bit into my neck and sent my head rolling past yours. My body slumped forward and you came at the sheer joy of finally having me snuffed. Of course you had planned it out like this from the beginning! My body slumped forward and the friend with the machete pounced on me from behind and penetrated my asshole. Your friend with the camera picked up my head and held it as his own trophy as he walked over and started fucking where my head used to be on my body. Soon you all came with such intense intensity that when you threw my body to the ground, all of my holes leaked with more jizz than you had ever seen. And you got it on video!
You grab my body by an ankle and drag me back to camp while your friends follow and play with my head. When you get there, you instruct your friends to set up the tent while you go get the axe from the car and a Victoria's Secret bag. You stand over me and hack off one arm and then the other. you pull my legs together and slip a garter bet up to my waist, then slide tights on to attach to the belt. Satisfied with your work, you roll me onto my stomach and grab me like a bowling ball, two fingers in my asshole and one in my pussy, and pull me the short distance to the tent. You suggest to your friends that they grab more water, where they find my sister's remains and violate them. You spend a long night fucking all of my holes more times than you can count and getting it all on camera. 
When it's time for you to leave, you place the heads of both me and my sister in your carry on to keep as trophies to show your friends and fuck whenever you want to. You take the remains of our bodies and throw them in the SUV, your friends pick up a rental car while you drive to my boyfriend's house. You place a copy of the videos you made inside of a gift bag and leave it on his front doorstep and park the SUV on the curb. Your friends pick you up and you all drive to the airport and back to your homes and normal lives, with the addition of a couple new sex toys.

What do you think??

Well, after a very long absence, here I am. Let's see how many of you remember me...

I am posting a new story I just finished, so I hope you like it. I am only posting the first part out of three, though, and if there is enough interest in it, I might post the next one in a few days.

Puppy Love
tags: M/f, MMM+/f, semi-cons, first, throating, bondage, incest, gangbang, humil, pet, meat girl, noose, roasting, snuff

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"Sweet pea, did you bring everything I told you?" my father asked me before he closed the door to our room.

"Yes dad, I did." I answered a moment later, trying not to sound too annoyed.

"Are you sure? Do you want me to check?" he said a moment later as he looked at me.

And as he did I took a deep breath and then I started to walk away.

"Yes, dad, I am sure. No, dad, you don't need to." I said as I left him behind, failing miserably at hiding my annoyance.

"I am not a child..." I muttered a moment later as I turned around the hallway corner.

And I wasn't, being 14 years old meant I was no longer a child, and I just wished my father would stop treating me like one. Of course, I knew he only did it because he cared about me, but it was still annoying, and he wasn't the only one.

Everybody seemed to think I was still a child, and the fact that I was somewhat short for my age, didn't help either.

Despite that, I tried to forget about it and I started thinking about the plans we had. It was the first day of the summer, and to my surprise, my dad had taken me to Puerto Vallarta in Mexico, on a short but very cool trip.

I couldn't remember the last time I had gone on vacation with him, and that was exciting in and on itself, but the idea of seeing the sea for the first time, of snorkeling, of watching whales swimming around our boat was a dream of mine.

Just as I got to the elevator my dad managed to catch up, though he was panting and out of breath.

"We are going to have fun, aren't we?" he asked me a moment later

And as he did, he ran his hands tenderly through my hair, like he always did, no matter how many times I told him I was too old for that.

Blushing softly, though, I leaned against him, and then I grabbed his hand. Then the door opened, and as I looked around the hotel's lobby, I let it go and I took a step to one side.

The van was thankfully already there, waiting to take us to the beach.

It would be a short trip, and once we arrived at the beach, we would board a small boat that would finally take us out into the sea in search of whales, and finally to a coral reef so we could snorkel.

"Are you excited?" my father asked me a moment later.

And as he did, I looked at him with a big smile, and then I nodded eagerly.

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By the time we got to the beach, the sun was hanging high in the sky and I was thankful for the straw hat my dad had bought me the day we arrived.

After walking a bit, we arrived at the boat. It was big and white, and it looked very new. On the side, in big, black letters, it read Barracuda II, and for a moment I wondered what had happened with the first one before my dad bumped into me.

"Sorry honey, I didn't see you." he said as he held me by my shoulders.

And as he did, a man that was already sitting on the boat looking out to the sea, turned around and looked at my dad.

"John?" he asked in a deep, rumbling voice.

A moment later my dad stopped and I watched as he tilted his head to one side while his face filled with confusion.

"Peter?" he asked a moment later as he looked at the man.

"Fuck me, it can't be!" the man said as he stood up and he rushed towards us.

Before I could react, my dad had pushed me to one side and the two embraced as they patted each other's back, something that I had never seen my dad do before.

"Man, it's been ages... what, twelve or thirteen years?" Peter asked a moment later as he held my dad at arm's length.

"More like fifteen, almost fifteen years..." my dad said as he smiled wildly.

It was then that my dad stopped and he looked at me, giving me a strange, guilty smile before he took a step back.

"Sorry, this is Sarah, my daughter." he said a moment later as he pointed at me. "Sarah, this is Peter Hoberg, an old friend of mine."

Peter then looked into my eyes and he smiled warmly. I felt uncomfortable under his gaze, though, and a moment later I had to look away as I felt my cheeks starting to burn.

"A pleasure to meet you, Sarah." he said a moment later before he extended his hand towards me.

It was the first time someone did that to me, usually people greeted me by pinching my cheeks or ruffling my hair, and for some reason it made me feel better.

After I took his hand, he shook it firmly a couple of times, and then he released me.

His hand had been rough and calloused, and I remember thinking he must have been a carpenter or a mechanic. It was strangely comforting, though I didn't know why.

After the introductions, we all got on the boat and then we took off, skipping over the waves as we rushed into the sea.

Peter and my dad started talking among themselves, though I couldn't listen to what they were saying over the roar of the engines. They seemed to be having fun, though, as they were constantly laughing.

From time to time, however, I could see Peter looking at me when he thought I wasn't paying attention.

His gaze made me feel self-conscious and slightly uncomfortable, though. Trying to distract myself, I pulled out my headphone and started listening to some music.

It was a few minutes later that I suddenly realized that my headphones had puppy ears on the headband, and for some reason, I didn't want him to see them.

I quickly pulled them off before I slipped them into my backpack, hoping he hadn't noticed that.

They were my favorite headphones, as they were a present from my dad, but they were also childish, and I didn't want him to think I was a child.

I quickly forgot about it, however, as we soon stopped in the middle of the deep blue sea and as our guide pointed to the horizon we all started searching for whales.

Not long after my dad saw a spray of water not too far from us, and we approached just in time to see a whale breaking above the water. It slid gracefully next to the boat as I watched in awe, and then it slipped back into the sea.

We spent the next hour just watching as they played around us. I was fascinated, and after spending so much time dreaming about that moment I quickly forgot about my dad and his new old friend, and instead, I just enjoyed myself.

When the whales were gone, I was still eager for more, but to my disappointment, our guide turned on the engines, and then he took us to a nearby island where we could snorkel.

It was really hot by then, and in my rush to get into the water, I pulled my shirt off, revealing the bikini I was wearing under it without realizing that Peter was looking my way.

As I did, I caught him smiling before he quickly looked away. It was just an instant, but it was enough for me, and I suddenly pressed my shirt against my chest as I felt my face burning a bright red color.

I had bought my bikini for the trip, though it had been a compromise with my dad.

It was my first bikini, and of course, when I told him I wanted one, he told me bikinis were much too revealing and that I was too young for one. We fought about it for days until I finally managed to convince him.

The bikini itself was normal, but for some reason, my dad had chosen one that had yellow, purple, blue, and red one-eyed monsters printed all over it. It was very childish and when it arrived home I first thought the must have been playing with me.

I had completely forgotten about it, however, and when I took my shirt off he must have seen it.

"Please nooo... please... please..." I whispered under my breath as I looked towards the sea, hoping against all odds that he hadn't noticed.

Feeling defeated, I grabbed my goggles, and then I jumped into the water, hoping to get away from him.

But my plan failed miserably as I slipped and I fell flat into the water, knocking all the air from my lungs. When I finally managed to reach the surface I saw Peter and my dad looking at me, obviously concerned.

Even more ashamed than before, I told them I was fine, and as I donned my goggles and I started swimming away, hiding my bright red face under the water.

But a few minutes later, I finally managed to relax and I simply enjoyed the water and the sun as I looked below me.

Big and colorful corals dotted the sandy surface, and among them, a multitude of fishes swam lazily. They were in all sizes and shapes, from tiny ones, barely longer than my finger, to big mean-looking ones that hung under ledges and rocks.

I spent hours just floating on the surface, watching below me as the world around me disappeared.

All too soon, though, I heard our guide calling us back into the boat and I reluctantly swam towards it.

By the time I got up, my body was sore and covered in wrinkles.

As we sailed back, I closed my eyes and I felt the wind rushing around me.

I felt blissful, something that I couldn't remember feeling before, and when we got to our room, I dropped myself onto the bed, I started laughing to myself.

Then my father came into the room and he told me he was going out with Peter, and that I shouldn't wait for him in case he came back late.

It was our vacation, I thought sullenly as I watched him go.

I felt betrayed. I wanted to tell him he was supposed to be spending time with me, not with his friends, but I didn't.

After he was gone, I spent the rest of the day just watching movies and eating listlessly, until I finally fell asleep.

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When I woke up, I felt tired and disoriented. The TV was still on and the outside sky was pitch black, though.

I looked around the room in confusion as I tried to remember where I was and when I finally did, I realized that my dad wasn't in his bed.

There was a noise coming from the bathroom, though, and with trembling legs, I managed to get up from my bed and I slowly made my way towards it.

The light was on, and the noise, a low, rumbling sound, grew in volume as I approached.

"Dad?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper, but there was no answer.

Without any other option, I finally poked my head into the bathroom only to gasp in surprise.

My dad was lying on the floor, facing down and with his pants around his ankles, though thankfully he was still wearing his underwear.

Worried he might have slipped and fallen, I rushed towards him only to recoil at the stench coming from him. He smelled like pure alcohol, so much so that I had to get away from him before I started gagging.

Oblivious to the world around him, my dad just kept snoring peacefully.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My dad never drank, much less enough to end up like that, I thought. But despite the smell, I took a deep breath and I moved closer to him.

"Dad? Wake up." I said but he didn't react.

Growing desperate, I started shaking him until he finally did. A low, guttural moan escaped him and then he slowly opened his eyes only to close them just as quickly after he started groaning softly.

"Dad, get up, you have to go to your bed." I pleaded him, but he didn't seem to listen.

There was no way I was going to be able to carry him to his bed, so instead, I went back into the room and grabbed a pillow and a blanket. I placed the pillow on one side and then I rolled him over onto it before I covered him with the blanket.

With a mixture of worry and anger, I turned off the lights and went back to my bed before I did my best to fall asleep again.

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When I woke up, the sun was shining brightly through the window. My head was pounding and my body ached all over. It had taken a while for me to fall asleep again, so I hadn't gotten much rest.

Groaning, I got up from the bed and made my way into the bathroom.

My dad was laying where I had left him. If anything, he looked even worse than before, as he was sweating profusely and his face looked pale and waxy.

Worried, I knelt next to him and I started shaking him once more.

"Dad! Wake up, please!" I screamed next to him, and after a minute I finally managed to make him react.

With a long, slow groan, he opened one of his eyes and he looked at me.

It looked like he was trying to smile, I thought, but it quickly turned into a grimace of pain and a moment later he pushed me out of the way and he threw his head into the toilet.

A second later he started heaving violently as I ran towards the phone.

I called reception and they sent a nurse to check on him. It took a while, but finally I heard someone knocking on the door and a blonde woman in her thirties came in. She was wearing blue scrubs and as soon as she entered, she saw my dad who was still holding onto the toilet and she winced.

With her help, we managed to drag him onto his bed, and after a quick check, she told me that my dad had a hangover, and probably food poisoning too.

There wasn't much too for him to do but rest and drink plenty of liquids, she said. After she left, I closed the door and sat on my bed next to him.

He looked truly miserable, and despite his best effort to smile, all he could do was grimace in pain.

"I am sorry... I..." he started before he gulped loudly. "Sorry... sorry... I... I shouldn't have gone out with... with Peter... oh... god..."

I nodded silently, not really wanting to fight with him, but inside I felt my vacation was over.

My dad, though, had other plans, and he told me to go out on my own, as he could call reception if he needed anything and there was no point in me staying with him all day long.

I didn't want to go alone, but he managed to convince me after pointing out that it would make him feel a little better if at least I could enjoy our time there.

I didn't want to tell him I was scared to go on my own, of course, so instead, I grabbed my backpack, and before I left, I gave him a quick kiss on his cheek.

My dad had bought a package that included a few days and several excursions, so I had my day already planned. After stepping into the lobby, I looked around and I licked my lips nervously.

"I can do this..." I whispered to myself.

Then I started walking towards the front door as I tried to calm myself.

But as soon as I got there, I suddenly stopped, as Peter was waiting for the same van as I. I tried to hide, but I failed miserably, and before I could get back inside, he saw me and he started waving.

Defeated I moved closer and once there he shook my hand once more.

"How is your dad? Not doing so great I assume, or he would be here, right?" he said sheepishly as he combed his hair with his fingers.

I told him how I found him on the floor of the bathroom and how the nurse thought he had food poisoning, but he didn't seem all that surprised.

"I am sorry, it's... kind of my fault. I told him not to order the pico de gallo, and to stop drinking, but... he was never a good drinker, and Mexican street food can be... iffy, sometimes at least." he said a moment later.

"I hope he recovers quickly." he added a moment later and then he looked at me and he blushed. "And I hope I didn't ruin your vacation..."

As he did, I looked at him, and then I shook my head.

"It's okay, I can go out on my own." I said a moment later, trying not to sound too afraid.

"Of course." Peter said a moment later, just as the van pulled in front of us.

After opening the door, he took a step to one side, and then he smiled towards me.

"After you, madam." he said jokingly.

I couldn't stop laughing, and a moment later we sat together at the back of the van and we started chatting as the van drove us towards the outside of the town.

Once there, we got out and our driver gave us a little paper map, he pointed towards a small path cut into the jungle and he told us to call the hotel when we were ready to return.

After that, he drove away, and we started walking up the hill as we kept talking. The climb wasn't particularly difficult, but we went up slowly, more interested in talking than anything else.

However, once we reached the top, we stopped and found ourselves an unobstructed view of the town to the north, the sea to the west, and the jungle, a huge, green expanse disappearing into the distance, to the south and east.

Fascinated, we spent an hour there, just admiring the view.

By the time we made it back down, it was a little past midday and after the van picked us up it took us to another boat, one that would take us north, to a chain of uninhabited islands.

Once there, we took a couple of stand-up paddleboards along the coast so we could explore at our own pace. They were harder to row than we thought, and after falling off a couple of times, we stopped on a small, closed-off beach to rest.

I had been wearing my shirt and shorts so far, and though they were wet and they clung to my body, I felt comfortable in them.

After we pulled the board out of the water, however, Peter took off his shirt, and then he jumped into the water, telling me to follow him.

Despite my shame the day before, I quickly took off my clothes and I followed him, wishing I had another bikini to wear.

As before, I noticed him looking at me from time to time, especially when he thought I wasn't paying attention, but I didn't mind his attention anymore, and after a while, I even started enjoying it.

He was very handsome, after all, and though he was the same age as my dad, he was the first person to treat me like an adult and not a child.

We stayed for as long as we could, so long in fact that the boat came to pick us up directly from the beach, though by that time we were laying on the sand, just relaxing.

Once onboard, he gave me a towel, and after wrapping it around my body, I sat next to him.

It took almost an hour to get back to the hotel, and when we finally did, he shook my hand as he smiled, and then he said goodbye.

I managed, barely, to wait until he disappeared into the elevator before I let out a burst of nervous laughter. It took me a full minute before I managed to make my way up into my room, and after I opened the door, I felt light-headed and excited.

Once inside, however, I found my dad laying in bed. He looked horrible, though he assured me that he was feeling a little better.

He asked me to tell him about my day, and I told him about the walk and the island, but I skipped the part about being with Peter. My dad could be overprotective at times, and I didn't want him to know that I had spent the day with his friend.

----

The next day I woke up early, and after checking on my dad, he told me to go on my own once again. I asked him if he was sure, though inside I was hoping he would say yes, as that would mean I would spend another day with Peter.

After he told me not to worry, I tried not to let my excitement show, and then I took a shower and left my room.

Peter was waiting for me outside, and after saying hello, he asked me if I wanted to go out for a walk through the town.

Excited, I told him yes, and he took me to an old-looking coffee shop for breakfast. He ordered a coffee and a couple of pastries and I did the same, afraid he wouldn't let me drink coffee like my dad, but he didn't seem to mind.

It didn't taste as good as it smelled, however, but I finished it without complaint and then we went walking through the town. It was early in the morning, and most places were still closed but I didn't care.

We talked like before, stopped at a few parks, saw a few churches and old buildings from the colonial era, and suddenly we realized that it was almost night and he stopped.

He looked at me for a second before he smiled, and then he asked me if I wanted to go watch the sunset on the beach.

I told him yes, trying to hide my excitement, and together we made our way towards the ocean. The few people on the beach were leaving, and soon we had the place for ourselves.

He picked a spot, hidden behind a few palm trees and not far from the water, and then we sat on the sand as the sun started to set under the horizon.

We didn't talk, and instead, we simply sat in silence as we watched. I felt nervous at first, fearing maybe I had done something to anger him, but he was smiling, and soon I realized he was just happy to be there.

After the sun finally set and the first stars started to appear, he got up and then he returned a moment later with a couple of beer bottles in his hand. He sat next to me, and after looking around, he gave me one.

"Don't tell your dad, okay?" he said as he winked at me.

After swearing I wouldn't, all while I giggled shyly, I took my first sip of beer.

It was bitter and cold, but not much, and soon I was drinking every time he did.

"What happened to those headphones you were wearing the other day?" he asked me a moment later. "The ones with the puppy ears on top?"

Blushing, I looked away as I took one last sip of beer and then I licked my lips nervously.

"Oh, they... well, they are a present from my dad, they are a bit childish for me..." I said, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Really? That's a shame, they looked good on you." he said a moment later, making me blush even harder than before.

Then we fell silent once more, but to my surprise, I felt comfortable in it.

Not long after, though, I asked him about his family and his work. Despite how much we had talked, he had never mentioned them.

He told me he wasn't working at the moment, that he didn't need to, though he was far from rich. He also told me that he was still single, all while he winked comically.

After a while, though, it started to get cold. The wind picked up a bit and my body filled with goosebumps. Peter must have noticed because a moment later he moved closer to me and then he wrapped his arm around me.

Enjoying the warmth of his body, I leaned closer to him before I rested my head on his shoulder.

Suddenly though, I realized what I was doing and I felt really nervous. I started trembling softly and then my mind filled with the image of me kissing him.

Before I could realize what I was doing I closed my eyes and I leaned into him.

It was just a peck, but as I felt his lips touching mine I felt a jolt of electricity running through my body and I felt elated.

It lasted just a second, though, and when I pulled back and managed to open my eyes I saw him looking back at me in shock.

His mouth, still open, moved slowly. Then he shook his head and he got up swiftly.

He stammered something that I didn't catch and then he turned around and walked away as fast as he could, leaving me behind.

Suddenly alone, I pulled my legs against my chest and I buried my head between my knees.

I felt rejected, and not long after I started sobbing as tears streamed down my face and onto the sand.

I don't know how long I stood there, but at some point I got cold. I managed to get up, and after walking for a while I found the hotel. Once in my room, I realized how late it was, though fortunately, my dad was already asleep.

Feeling depressed, I slipped into my bed and I tried to sleep.

----

The next morning I woke up feeling tired and cranky. I hadn't managed to get much sleep, and the memory of the previous night made me feel awful.

I had ruined everything, I groaned tiredly.

Dad was already awake, though, and luckily he looked and felt a little better. It didn't last though, as after having breakfast he had to run into the bathroom to vomit. After that, he decided that one more day resting was probably a good idea, especially since we had our flight back the next day.

Having a day to myself sounded awful, but I had no choice. I spent it walking around town and going to the mall, and though I didn't really felt like walking, it was better than spending the day at the hotel.

Like the previous day, I made my way towards the beach a little before sunset and I sat on the same spot as before.

Once more, the beach got deserted quickly after the sun started to set, and though the wind picked up and it started to become chilly, I stayed, just watching the sunset while I cursed myself for acting so stupidly.

Then night came, and just as I was about to go back to the hotel, I heard someone walking behind me.

Suddenly scared, I turned back just in time to see Peter as he smiled sheepishly while he held a couple of beers in his hands.

I was suddenly angry at him, and after grunting softly, I returned my attention towards the sea.

Apparently unconcerned, Peter sat next to me and then he buried one of the beers by my side before he started drinking from his.

I didn't want to, but I was also thirsty, so I picked it up and I started drinking in silence.

"I will start from the beginning." he said, breaking the silence. "I am sorry."

And though it wasn't easy, as the moment he said he was sorry my heart started beating wildly inside my chest, I managed to stay quiet until I could feel him squirming uncomfortably in the sand.

"I am sorry I acted like that. I shouldn't have... gone without... at least saying something." he added a moment later.

And like before, I waited impatiently for him to continue.

"It was... I was shocked when you kissed me. You are... well, you are 14 years old..." he continued before I interrupted.

"I am almost 15... just a few more months, that all..." I started saying, but before I finished I realized how foolish I sounded. "I am not a child."

The last part came out barely a whisper, but it was true, at least for me. I hated when people treated me like a child, and it hurt when he did.

"I know... you... I don't think you are a child, Sarah. But you are 30 years younger than me." he said a moment later.

"It doesn't matter... it shouldn't..." I said, though once more I felt foolish before I finished.

"Maybe it doesn't..." Peter said after a minute.

And despite everything, that last part filled me with hope.

After that we just sat in silence, watching the waves crashing in front of us. Soon darkness fell around us, but I could still feel his eyes on me as he drank his beer.

I was still angry at him, though. Maybe half angry, I told myself a moment later. But the other part of me was sad. I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss and how good it had felt.

As I closed my eyes I tried to remember exactly how I felt. I could almost feel his lips on mine, and suddenly I realized that tomorrow I would go back, and I would never see him again.

Suddenly afraid, I looked at him and then I took a deep breath.

I was terrified and my knees were shaking, but even if I ruined things further, tomorrow it wouldn't matter.

I knelt on the sand next to him, and then I leaned into him once more, kissing him on his lips. I took a little longer this time, enjoying the sensation for as long as I could until I finally pulled back and I looked at him.

I prayed for him not to reject me again, as I didn't know what I would do if he did. But this time it was different.

At first, he just looked blankly at me, and then he sighed softly and he grabbed the back of my head before he pulled me into a kiss once more.

This time I felt his tongue pushing against my lips and I opened my mouth, and soon I could feel his tongue swirling around mine as I moaned in lust.

A moment later his hand grabbed my shoulder and I jumped, but only for a second. Before I could do anything, it moved down onto my breasts and he started caressing them over my shirt. It was both terrifying and exciting, and for a moment I just stood there, unable to move.

Then he pulled back and I heard myself moaning loudly in frustration. But it was only for a second, as after he took a deep breath he buried his face into my neck and he started nibbling it softly.

I could feel his hunger for more and suddenly I was terrified. His movements became urgent and then he started sucking at my neck until finally, he bit me softly.

I couldn’t help but gasp, more from the sensation than from pain, and when I did, he stopped and he finally released me.

His eyes locked on me, and like before, I could feel his hunger in them. I was panting and out of breath, my whole body was trembling nervously and my lips felt dry.

I wanted him to continue, but instead, he sat upright and he looked around in fear before he got up and he gave me his hand.

"Come." he said as he smiled.

He pulled me up with ease, and then he took off towards the hotel while he held my hand in his.

I did my best to keep up, though he was almost running by the time we finally came into view of the hotel. Then he suddenly stopped and he let me go.

He looked at me once more and then he licked his lips nervously before he leaned into my neck once more and then I felt his breath on my skin.

"Room 505. Don't take too long." he said as he squeezed my hand and then he disappeared into the hotel.

I waited a minute and then I followed him in, though he was nowhere to be seen.

Trembling, I got on the elevator and I got out on the fifth floor. His room was just in front of me, but suddenly I froze.

There was a mirror on the elevator, and as I turned around to look at myself, I winced. I looked like a child, I thought. I was dressed like one, I was short and though my breasts had started to grow they were still too small.

Feeling insecure, I almost ran into my room, but despite my fear, I managed to get out of the elevator and I stopped in front of his room.

Shawn was mad because whatever he said his sister ignored him. He was in charge of Beth while his mom worked this weekend.
His sister didn't see it that way. She thought was old enough to take care of herself.
To a 14 year old Shawn she was a pain in his behind. As a teen age boy he wanted to look at dirty magazine he had hidden from his mom. He couldn't do that with little miss tattletale hanging around. Besides he might want to stroke himself while he looked at the naked women. It always felt so good to do that.
Shawn was on his way to the kitchen when he noticed all sisters’ toys around.
He stood in the middle of the living room and yelled, "Hey brat, come pick up your toys. If you don't they might accidently get broken."
An angry Beth yelled down from her upstairs bedroom, "You better not hurt any my stuff. If you do I tell mom you did it on purpose."
Shawn grumbled and went to the kitchen and made himself a sandwich. Then it was back living room for more couch surfing.
He was watching a movie with big breasted women bouncing along a beach. Shawn had pulled himself out and was jerking off when there was a snicker behind him.
It was Beth standing there watching her brother with interest. She knew what boys were different her friend Suzie had a baby brother, but had never knew they grew so big.
Shawn blushed and tucked himself before asking, "What do you want now?"
His sister gave him an innocent smile say, "I want to go to Suzie's house and if you don't let me I'll tell mom what you were doing."
He had wondered how long before she would use that to blackmail him.
"Mom knows I do this. So no I'm not going to walk you over there," Shawn said.
He might have taken her over there if Suzie had a big sister. Unfortunately for him, Beth's friend was same age as her and she was also the oldest girl in that family.
She was silence few minutes of while working out another way for Shawn to take her to Suzie's house.
"I'll tell mom you showed it to me," she said and gave him a look that meant she'd do it too.
Shawn knew she'd try something along this line. So he said, "Ok you big baby, I take you over to your little friend’s house."
That infuriated Beth, "I am not a baby."
Shaking his head he said, "You still need your big bother to walk you down to a friend's house. That sounds like baby to me or at least a very little girl."
Beth was stunned, her brother was right. Only little kids needed to be walked to a friend house by her brother.
"I'll prove I'm not a baby or a little girl. I'm going to walk to Suzie's all by myself," she said and was out the door.
Shawn laid back down on the on the couch and smiled. Now he could relax and watch the girls on TV bounce. Shawn also realized he could go back to enjoying himself without his sister sneaking up on him.
Beth knew the best way to her friend's house was though the park. As she walked the girl couldn't help noticing how men’s eyes were following her.
One man got up and started toward and Beth quickened her pace. She peeked over her shoulder and saw the man was getting closer. Beth was now scared and began to run. However in her haste to get out of the park she took the wrong exit. She looked both directions and saw only a few houses in this area.
Beth took another glanced back over her shoulder and saw the man was now very close. She had no choice, but to run to one of the houses and ask for help.
Luckily there was a woman out in one of the yards watering flowers so Beth ran toward her.
She stopped in front on the sidewalk in front of the ladies house.
Panting and Beth looked back to the park and saw the man standing there looking at her. She gave a shudder think how close she'd come to being kidnapped. She was still afraid that if she left by herself that could still happen.
Beth came closer to the woman blond haired woman saying, "that man over there wants to snatch me. Could I stay with you until he goes away?"
The woman looked over to where the man stood then back to the girl.
Smiling she said, "Oh that's old Ben and yeah I think he'd like to enjoy a little girl like you. Luckily for you he's not going to be able to do that. That's because I've going to have you."
With lighting speed she grabbed Beth by the waist and put a hand over her mouth. The girl struggled trying to kick the woman as she was dragged into the house.
Beth was tossed into small dark room and the door slammed shut behind her. The woman took a bottle of cheap wine from the fridge and went out to the where the man waited.
"Great job Ben, now remember if you see any others like her make sure to scare them in my direction," she said and handed the man the bottle.
He gave her a smile and a nod then turned disappearing back into the park.
A few hours later Shawn heard the phone ring. He thought it was probably Beth wanting him to come get her. He was going to ignore it, but it might be their mom checking up on them.
It turned out to be Suzie wanting to know if she could come over to house. Shawn was confused and explained "she left here about 3 hours ago to go over there. I've got to find her."
Hanging up the phone he was out the door in seconds. Shawn wasn't sure he cared what happen to his sister. His mom however would blame him if something did happen to Beth.
He walked all the way to Suzie's house without a sign. Shawn then took the shortcut though the park. Once again he couldn't find hide or hair of his little sister.
Shawn knew he should go home and call the police but they would call his mom. Then he'd be in trouble with the police and his mother for letting a young girl go out alone.
With no sign of his sister Shawn decided to go out the other exits and see if he could find some sign as to where she was. If he couldn't find Beth he'd be forced to call the police.
Shawn saw a woman out watering her plants. He was about to ask her if she had happen to see a girl come by when he spied a pink shoe in the driveway.
He recognized it as his sister's left shoe. Beth had always decorated her shoes as part of her style.
"Um, this is my sister's shoe. You don't know where she is, do you?" Shawn asked.
The woman looked at the boy and said, “I’ve been working in the yard all day and I haven't seen any little girls come by here."
Shawn stare at the woman for a minute trying to decided if she was telling the truth or not. It was then that he realized he hadn't said anything about it being a little girl.
Narrowing his eyes with suspension he told her, "I never said anything about a little girl. I only said sister."
"Oh, um I guess I just assumed. After all that is a small shoe. Tell you what you can come into my house and you'll see that your sister not here," said with a smile.
The smile was because she had just acquired more meat. Her name was Helen and she was a cannibal.
She took him into the house and let him look until he was satisfied there was no little girl there.
Shawn was heading toward the front door when Helen said, "you haven't check the kitchen yet. Maybe I'm hiding her in the oven."
She knew the girl wasn't in the oven, at least not yet. This was just a ploy to get the meat into the kitchen.
Shawn laughed there was no way his sister would be in the oven. Still she had a point Shawn hadn't searched the kitchen.
Helen made a point of opening and showing him how big it was and that his sister wasn't inside the oven.
"What's in there?" Shawn asked point toward a door.
This is just what she had hoped would happen.
"That's the pantry where I store my food. Would you like to check in there?"
The boy nodded so Helen opened it up. To his surprise there was Beth curled into a ball. He immediately ran to his sister.
Shawn asked his sister "are you all right? What has she done to you?"
Beth whined, "She locked me in here in the dark. Can you take me home now?"
Helen laughed, "no I don't think either of you are leaving this house again, via the front door."
With that she shut the door on the two. Shawn eyes went wide and he lunged for the door only to hear a loud click as the door was looked.
Banging on the door he yelled, "Hey you locked us in. Let us out of here."
Beth sniffed, "I tried that too, but she didn't let me go."
Running his hands along the wall he found the lights and turned them on. Shawn looked around for something to break the door open with.
"What does she want with us? She going to kill us isn't she?" Beth asked in a near hysterical voice.
Finding nothing he could use he sat down next to his sister.
"I don't know what she wants," was Shawn's reply to the first question. He didn't want to answer the second. In fact he didn’t want to even think about it.
Later the door opened and the woman walked in with a huge knife in one hand and rope in the other. Both backed away up on seeing the deadly weapon.
Tossing the rope at them she said, "you boy, tie your sister up."
When he didn't make a move she threatened him by saying, "do it or I have to slit her throat."
Beth grabbed her throat and tried to back away. She saw Shawn bend down and pick up some of the rope.
Tears Beth's down cheeks as her bother loop the rope around her body. Helen watched as the girl's arms were pinned to her sides.
Nodding she said, "make sure those ropes are tight. I wouldn't want to have to kill her if she got loose."
A wail came from Beth because the ropes tighten around her body. Shawn had planned to leave them loose so she could escape.
Once she was secured Helen had the boy push his sister to her. She kept one eye on Shawn while she checked to make sure the younger meat couldn’t get loose.
Satisfied she said, "you girl sit down there, it's your brother's turn to be tied up."
While not happy with her condition Beth was happy to hear Shawn was to be tied up too. He was pushed up against the wall and soon was in the same condition as his sister.
"Now then since your food you won't these," Helen said and ripping Beth's tee shirt off.
Looking at to flat breasts she said, "Nothing up here. Let see what you have down stairs.
The girl screamed as her pants were cut off. She didn't understand what her captor meant by they were food. Beth didn't even have time to think it, because at the moment she was trying not to end up naked.
"Hmm, nothing her either. Still you are a girl after all and we are different then boys. Let me show you how."
She move over to the boy and soon had had him as naked as his sister.
"See they have cocks and their fun to play with," Helen said as she began rubbing the boy. He was hard in no time so the woman slid her mouth over him.
Shawn was so excited that he lost his load as soon as she wrapped her mouth around him. Beth forgot about escape as she watched as the woman sucked on her brother's cock. She knew she'd never want do that to a boy.
"You taste good for a teenager. I usually find them a bit oily. However I don't think you'll taste too bad once you've finished roasting tomorrow," Helen said licking her lips.
Both kids wrinkled their foreheads in confusion. "What do you mean 'roasted tomorrow'? We're people not meat," Shawn said.
"Well I consider you and your sister to be meat. Why else would I be storing the two of you in my larder?"
Tears ran down Beth's cheeks as she said, "eat Shawn he has lots of meat on him. I won't say anything of you let me go. Besides I'm just skin and bones."
She was lifted to her feet and Helen began to feel the young brunette's meat. The wings were of average size for her age. The back was a bit on the boney side, but backs tended to be that way.
"MMM, look at all this meat back here," Helen said pinching the girl's ass cheeks.
A wail came from the meat when she heard this. Beth didn't want her ass or any other part of her to be meaty. If they were this lady would cook her.
Still the inspection continued thighs were of a good size as were her drumsticks.
Helen forced the girl to face her and began checking the front. There was no breast meat to be found. However the ribs did have a nice layer of fat as did her stomach.
"Lots of fat here and that means lots of gravy," Helen teased as she poked the meat belly.
Beth was about to scream but the woman had shoved a finger inside her vigina. Worst she was moving in and out of it to her, making her excited.
Beth had a friend’s sisters telling her how they'd rubbed their vigina to make themselves happy.
The problem was Beth didn't want to be happy until she got away from this crazy woman.
Despite this, the preteen did find herself becoming very happy. It was cause by a tingling sensation between her legs. The tingling kept increasing between Beth's legs until she couldn't help herself. She exploded in a sexual frenzy, and then collapsed with a smile on her face.
Shawn had fared no better as he watched his sister being finger. Then he saw his sister have an orgasm. He watched the women stick face in and heard slurping noises as she licked her Beth's pussy.
This caused Shawn to explode all over himself.
Helen looked over to where the boy lay, with hot white cum dripping off his body and laughed.
She told the two nearly unconscious meat packs, "I've never believed the stories that brothers and sisters taste the same, until now that is. I'm going to have to think about which one of you I should turn into dinner tomorrow
Helen came back in later and said, "Time to come with me boy."
Beth was happy she was taking her brother away to be cooked. That meant she wouldn't be eaten right away.
Shawn struggled as he was taken out of the pantry. However instead of stopping in the kitchen though they continued to Helen's bedroom. When he saw the bed and looked back at the woman who nodded.
"For me boys can have another function, other than that of becoming food, especially teenage ones," she explained.
Helen pushed him onto the bed and stood back and began disrobing. Shawn's eyes nearly pop out of his head when she took off her bra to revealing a pair of lovely coconut size breasts. His cock became harder than he could ever remember.
The woman came over and laid down next Shawn.
"Have you ever been with a girl before?" Helen asked.
The boy blushed and shook his head no, "I like this girl, but I'm afraid to ask her out. Still I've seen it in the movies so I think I know what to do."
Laughing Helen said, "The movies are nothing like real life, so I'm going to have to teach you. I know you want to touch me. If I untie you hands you aren't going to run are you?"
Shawn shook his head no so she loosened the ropes.
"I know rub my tits but I think you need to fuck me first or it's going to explode. That would be a waste of perfectly good meat," Helen said
She straddled the boy then lowered herself on to the raging member. He was big which didn't surprise the woman. After all her choice for meat, male or female, was usually in the preteen range.
Helen rode the meat only a few minutes before he groaned shooting his seed inside her. She was disappointed that the toy had cum so quickly that she had no time to build up to her own orgasm. Still she could have him at least a few more times tonight. Teen boys were so resilient that they could be ready again in almost no time at all.
Sliding off the Shawn she rubbed him until he became hard again five minutes later.
"Alright this time you can rub my tits while I ride you," Helen told her boy toy.
The teen smiled as he reached up and began to rub. Shawn found that they were soft and pliable which was surprise to him. He'd rubbed a few dummies in the stores so he assumed they would be hard just like them.
Helen enjoyed her ride this time and did manage to orgasm this time. Still it was not all that satisfying for her.
He would be given another chance to try and satisfy her, but as of right now it looked like he was going on platter tomorrow.
What Helen did know for sure was his little sister was destined for the oven in the morning. After all she couldn't have the little meat pack making noise when the police went to searching.
"Would you like to do it again," She asked Shawn a while later.
A big grin crossed the boys face and started to reach for the woman's tits.
"Hold on this time I want you on top of me doing the work. It'll be more fun for you that way," she explained."
This time was better for her, but still she never got the full orgasm she wanted. She thought he might make a good lover with a few months practice; however Helen didn't want to keep him that long.
While the exhausted boy slept she slipped out of bed and into the kitchen and grabbed the cookbook.
Returning to bed she uncovered Shawn and began to look though the recipe book. Helen would flip though the pages pause and feel the meat boy trying to decide if it fit him. Finally she came to a recipe she thought would be good. "Boy in cum sauce" was the title and if it was one thing that teenager had it was a lot of cum.
As for the girl meat, Helen had known the recipe she'd use ever since having laid eyes upon her. It was called "Roast lamb with girl cum stuffing."
She woke before the meat and retied his hands. Only then was he woken.
"Time to get you and your sister ready for dinner," she said leading the boy to the kitchen.
Shawn didn't resist have had the best night of his life. He knew his life would end today and no longer cared.
Once in the kitchen Helen sat the boy in a chair and went to the pantry. She looked at the meat curled into a ball and still asleep.
"Wake up my little lamb. Time to get you ready for the oven," the woman said.
Beth's eyes flew open and immediately started struggling again. The lamb screamed at the top of her lungs for help as she was taken into the kitchen.
"Ok my little lamb you need to be tenderized in a certain area. Now your brother has the equipment and can do this or I have a fake one that will also do the trick.
Beth knew the woman meant. That she need to be fucked. However the thought of her brother do this was revolting to the girl.
Helen nodded after reading the lamb's face.
"I had a feeling that would be your reaction. So while I get your brother ready to cook you'll be tenderized with this," she said.
It was a vibrator and Helen plunged inside the soon to be lamb's vigina. Beth yelped as the toy entered her, but when it was turn on her eyes practically came out of their sockets.
The woman watched the girl thrive on the artificial cock before turning her attention to the boy. She took him to the bathroom and looped his hands over the shower head.
Helen then proceeded to clean out his bowels. Once the meat was clean on the inside it was time to trim the hair between the legs. As she did this Shawn became hard.
"I would love to taste you raw one last time, but I'm afraid it's all need for your sauce," she explained.
He was then scrubbed until his skin was bright pink before taken back to the kitchen. Once there Helen pulled out a giant roasting pan and placed it on the oven rack.
She guided the meat boy into the pan where his feet were tied. When she buttered Shawn he shot a load of cum all over himself. She chuckled and mixed the boy juices with the butter into his skin. Helen sprinkled some spices over meat as he added his own special seasoning. Then into the oven Shawn went.
"Ok my little lamb time to get you ready for the oven too," she said removing the vibrator.
Beth whined about the toy's removal. Helen said, "It’s only temporary while I clean and stuff you."
That bought the lamb to her senses and she began struggling.
"I don't want to be cleaned and stuffed. I don't want to be eaten," Beth screamed.
With a tone of finality the woman said, "that's too bad because that exactly what's going to happen to you.
Like the other meat she too was hung up by the arms and washed. There was no need for a shave as she had yet to grow any hair down stairs.
They returned to the kitchen where Beth was placed on the counter. She watched the woman go to the fridge and retrieved a bowl of something brown. It was stuffing Helen had made the day before and now it was heading for the meat's pussy.
Beth twisted trying her best not to be stuffed. Unfortunately that wasn't enough as Helen began to fill the crying girl up with the contents from the bowl.
When the lamb was full she took the vibrator and pushed the stuffing further inside before repeating the process.
Once the bowl had been empty into the girl Helen said, "There now that wasn’t so bad was it my little lamb?"
Beth looked at her swallow stomach then to the woman saying, "you made me look pregnant why. And why do you keep calling me lamb? If you're going to kill me you should know my name is Beth."
Slathering butter over the girl Helen said, "Well Beth that's what happens if you’re stuffed. As for you name I've rename you Lamb Chop and lambs are for roasting."
With that said the oven was opened and a screaming Lamb was slid in next to her brother.
She noticed the boy's body was cover in his own cum and smiled. Shawn may have not been good in bed but it looked as though he was going to be delicious on a platter. After a quick bushing to smooth out the more of the boy seasoning they were slid into the oven.
The oven door slammed shut and Beth looked around. Other than the light coming for the oven window she couldn't see much. She could hear her brother's groans and knew what he was doing and it made her sick.
"How can you do that? Don’t you know we're going to die very shortly?" she asked.
Shawn answered "I know but it so excited to think that myself as meat I just can't stop do this. Plus what else have I got to do?"
The oven started to glow orange and the lamb began to struggle even harder. If her brother wanted to think of himself as meat, that was fine with her. However Beth thought of herself a person and as a person she shouldn't be roasted.
She screamed to be let out but the oven door didn't open. Beth also noticed it was get hot in the oven and scream about that too.
After what seemed a lifetime to her the door was opened. Beth thought "she going to let us go."
Instead the woman reached up and picked up a bowl. Helen began sprinkling the contents on to the meats.
She basted them and then they were back inside.
Beth shouted, "Noo!" as the oven door slammed shut. A short time later the oven she was pulled out again.
Helen said, "You aren’t seasoning the stuffing like the recipe calls for. Usually girls that I cook do that on their own account. However since you not this should do the trick."
The vibrator was shoved into her pussy again, but still continued to struggle. A few seconds later however that change as the toy came to life.
Soon the lamb no longer cared that she was being roasted alive. On the other side of the oven Helen sat down with a glass of wine and watched the meat slowly roast.
The boy was shooting load after load of his cream all over himself. The lamb's screams for release had now changed to moans of happiness.
After 45 minutes Beth arched her let out a shutter and then collapsed. There was now officially a lamb in the oven. The boy lasted another 15 minutes before he too squirted his last load of cum. It was so powerful an orgasm that it reached the top of the oven.
It was several hours later when the lamb was removed. Her skin had tuned a golden brown and steam escaped from every orifice. She was placed on a platter and taken to the dining room. Her pussy was cut out and put on a plate. Stuffing was added to the plate.
After taking a bite of the food Helen said, "Mmm you taste good and you made a wonderfully moist girl cum stuffing."
She finished that piece in short order and then took the rest of her into the walk-in fridge. She wanted to save room for the other roast.
Shawn needed to stay in the oven a couple hours being heavier than the lamb.
Helen was hungry again when he was pulled from out. She laid him on the counter tucking his legs underneath his body.
That raised his waist high into the air exposing his long plump sausage. She picked up a carving knife and licks her lips, his cock looked delicious.
An instant later she sliced off the member and had it in her mouth. Unlike when he was alive instead of sucking on it she bit it.
It was the juiciest cum filled sausage she'd had in a long time. The oyster weren't bad having soaked and cooked in his own cum.
Sticking the boy in the in with his sister Helen ended up with a couple weeks worth of meat in her fridge. She loved it when the meat came to the door.

Inspired by the works of Chalk


Miss Cornet sat down by her desk, put her feet on the table, and looked up at the six students before her. The classroom had been largely cleared of tables and chairs, all piled up at the back for now. Six pairs of clothes were bundled back there as well- only one pair would be worn again.

As the six students stood there, shivering slightly, there was a tense silence. School hours were over; this was an extra-curricular activity.

“Does anyone have any questions?” asked the teacher. Her eyes trailed over the students. Participation was open to students of any age, and the line up reflected that. On the far left of the line up, the youngest student- maybe six- stood with her hands behind her back, looking around dreamily. The others all stood with a more pensive air, tugging on collars and trying not to make eye contact- except one, a tomboyish girl with short brown hair and a tn, from the sixth grade. She raised her hand.

“So like, nothing’s off limits?”

“You won’t get disqualified for anything- you play until your collar goes off, or until you’re the last student standing,” explained Cornet, as though recalling an old script. “Collars only go off if the wearer gets an orgasm- if they cum,” she adds, ensuring her students fully understood the rules. “Work to achieve that goal by any means necessary, without setting your own collar off. Those are the only rules.”

“What’s a discolifocation?” asked the first grader. Miss Cornet ignored her, seeing one of the boys raise his hand too. He was one of the more surprising volunteers, a smart student with good grades. He didn’t have the best grades though, and he had the sort of parents who only accepted perfection. There was only one method of appeal at this school, and that was to participate in these trials. So here he stood, one hand over his dangly bits and a blush on his freckly face.

“What happens if, um… we left midway through?” he asked. His glasses fell down the bridge of his nose as he talked.

“Then your collar activates.”

“Oh…” The tomboy and the fifth grade bo hulking over him to his right grinned at this- they sensed easy prey. The teacher waited for any more questions, but none were forthcoming.

“You can begin any time,” she said. The student all turned and spread out, sizing each other up. The tomboy and the jockish fifth grader seemed to have reached an unspoken alliance, moving closer to each other. The nerd and the 1st grader found themselves in the open, so to speak, and the boy looked around for any potential allies in the other two students- only to gasp. “Ah…”

One of those other two students, a pale girl with long blonde hair and a waifish body- stood blushing as she spread her labia with two fingers, making sure everyone could see.

“It’s nice, isn’t it…?” she said in a little whisper. The effect was immediate, boy cocks all around her raising in response. “Darrel, isn’t it?” Her question was addressed to the spectacled boy, who was still attempting to hide his immodesty. She walked over to him as he blushed, already panting, and gently grasped his hands. “Don’t be shy. Not now…”

Darrel probably knew he was being played, on some level, but his legs had turned to stone. It wasn’t the only thing feeling hard though. As the blonde girl got to her knees, the jock and tomboy decided to leave the youngest girl alone for now- she was hardly a thread- and stared at the other boy present.

“OK hotshot, let’s- wait, woah…” The tomboy’s words died on her lips when she saw what the otherwise unremarkable third grader was packing- a relative python, heavy before even getting hard. “Bwah…”

“Think fast!” replied the hung kid, as he strolled over to the tomboy, a glint in his eye. She swallowed, her bravado drying up as he traced a hand down her flat chest and towards her crotch. “Wanna take a ride?” he asks, pressing his body against her. She felt his cock slap against her thigh and harden, throbbing against her with obvious intent. She tried to speak, the boy grinning as he felt a wet trickling on her leg.

“I…”

He didn’t wait for a response, thrusting the flat side of his still-growing dick in between her legs, brushing her wetness. That was enough. There was a beep, and then with a spring, the tomboy’s head popped off her neck. By sheer sporting reflex, the jock’s hand shot out, catching her by the hair. He looked at her, and to his surprise she looked back at him, still clearly aware, and mouthing at him: “What… now…?”

The headless body started to try and wrap its arms around the hung boy’s shoulders, but he smartly stepped away, trying not to look as she stood there gushing blood like a fountain. The jock and the first grader continued to look, the former eventually letting go of his former ally’s head. It hit the ground with a thud, the girls eyes rolling up soon after.

The nerd didn’t see this, as he was too busy closing his eyes and trying to find the willpower to stop the pretty young girl from sucking his dick- but he was panicking, and horny, a deadly combination. The girl gave his butt a patt, and he opened his eyes unwillingly- catching a good sigh of first the headless tomboy as she took some steps forward before collapsing onto its belly and twitching like crazy, and then down at the blue-eyed girl with his cock in her mouth.

“Ah-”

There was another beep, and then the boy’s vision got blurry. His glasses landed on the floor, a drop of blood landing on one lens, before they were crushed by his own falling head. He looked up to see his arms flailing comically, his headless body thrusting its hips against the mouth of the girl who had just killed him. She detached her mouth from the still-cumming cock, moving away and letting him spray cum and blood onto the floor.. Seeing the blinking head, she wiped her mouth and flashed him a peace sign as his eyes rolled up. Then she stood up and gave the boy’s chest a gentle push, causing him to fall over on his back. He continued to shoot his last load into the air, getting it over his belly now as his toes and back curled and tensed.

From her desk, Miss Cornet watched on with nothing more than perfect neutrality. She remembered being more… enthusiastic about this in her younger days, as a new teacher. But she’d seen this so many times now that, in truth, the principal thought in her mind was not the two dead students on the floor, or the four remaining ones sizing each other up, but what she was going to do when she got home. She still had that one show to catch up on…

The jock, the blonde and the hung kid stood in a triangle, looking at each other. They tried not to pay attention to the 1st grader, who was still merely doing her own thing- right now she had just found the tomboy’s head, and was sitting on the floor holding it curiously, poking at the face and watching an eye twitch now and then. The jock eventually broke the three-way stare-off and looked over at the younger girl.

“You know what? I’m taking the easy kill,” he said, moving over to her. “Hey bitch, here’s something you can play with.” He picked her up easily by the shoulders, making the little brunette yelp and struggle for a moment, as he tried to line himself up with her. She was perhaps more trouble than he had expected though- his dick repeatedly slid across and aroudn her cheeks and her labia, without quite making the desired entry. “Brat! Stop struggling, ah…”

Over the sound of the struggling, the two other kids continued to eye each other up. The third grade boy crossed his arms.

“That was nice work there earlier, Louise.”

“Not bad yourself, Tom,” she replied, as they both nodded respectfully at each other. “It’s a shame only one of us can win. You’re cute~” She giggled, but Tom seemed to have a confidence and steel to him that her previous prey didn’t. Her eyes grew a little colder. “What, am I not your type?”

“It’s more that I know that I’m not really yours,” he replied. “I know the rumours. You like girls, don’t you?”

“Who said that? Natalie? I’m going to strangle that-” Louise shook her head. “Hehe. It won’t help you.” She had to raise her voice a little, over the sound of the jock trying and somehow failling to properly fuck a 6 year old. “Shall we start?”

“No, actually, I have a better idea.” Tom turned around. “Miss Cornet, can I play with you some?” The teacher raises her eyebrow.

“Excuse me?”

“Well,” Tom smiled and pointed to the headless tomboy body. “You told Alex that there weren’t any rules…” Miss Cornet thought about it. She looked down and saw that abornmally large dick stickign out between his legs, and she thought about it some more.

“...Very well,” she said, standing up, her expression as stone-faced as ever even as she undone the buttons in her shirt. “An interesting strategy, I have to say.” Her shirt came off, followed by her bra. Her breasts were perky and plump, without being as large as some of the other, more popular faculty members’. She stripped herself studiously, either ignoring or not noticing the reddening face of the blonde student. Soon she was as nude as the rest of them- more naked, in fact, as she didn’t have a collar around her neck. “Well? I’m here, Tom.”

“Um.” Tom gulped. It might have been his idea, but it was a risky tactic. He could feel his shaft throbbing, seeing his hard-boiled teacher now standing naked in front of him and inviting him to do as he pleases. “B-bend over, and show us your…” he stammered. Exhaling as she stood with one hand on her hip, Miss Cornet turned around and obliged, exposing herself to both of them. There was a sharp intake of breath behind her, causing her to feel a certain satisfaction. Direct participation was a novelty. Certainly more interesting than just watching.

Then Miss Cornet felt Tom standing behind her, putting his hands on her hips. He was much shorter than she was, but was able to get himself in position while she was bent over, lining himself up her pussy. Without even waiting or asking, he thrust himself in, causing teacher to make a most uncouth noise.

“Warn me, Tom!” she said, feeling a warmth in her cheeks that she hadn’t felt in years. His hips started to slap against hers as she gripped the desk in front of her for support. It felt like an adult’s dick inside of her, stretching her out. How long had it been? Her fingers whitened as she gripped the edge of her desk. “Ah… don’t go so fast, Tom, or you’ll just…. Pop your own collar.”

She looked around her shoulder, and saw Louise standing there, with a face not unlike poor Darrel’s- a look that betrayed a sudden panic. She hadn’t expected Miss Cornet to be brought into this. Ah yes, she must have a little crush on me. How flattering. The teacher wondered if this breached rules about neutrality- but there was nothing stopping Louise from asking her first, or doing anything other than standing there trying not to finger herself, without success.

Miss Cornet could just about make out the older jock boy now lying on his back, trying to get the first grader to sit on his cock. “Stop grabbing it like that! No, don’t do that, you’re just making me… ahh, no-”

The teacher heard the beep, and then the jock’s head rolled right on over to her desk. The fifth grade boy blinked as he looked up at his now former teacher, mouthing “help!”. She shrugged at him, before turning around and ignoring him. A poor student to the end. Somewhere out of sight, his corpse was spraying cum into the air- even now he hadn’t managed to actually stick it into the little brunette, who was now laying on his chest and watching all the spunk go up and then land back down on her and the body.

The pop seemed to rouse Louise, who decided she needed to act now. Louise moved behind Tom and tried to physically pull him off. Their young bodies, covered in sweat and streaks of blood, slid against each other, her arms wrapping around his chest. He could feel her breath in his ear as he thrust. A part of him wanted to slow down, but Miss Cornet’s cunt was unlike anything he’d ever really felt. His own youthful exuberance was getting ahead of any kind of strategy, as his thrusting and moaning increased.

“Hah, I’m fucking your favourite teacher, Louise…” he gasped, as his adversary tried in vain to both pull him off and block out the noise, the smell, the sight of it all. The blond’s hand slipped, feeling up the rounded ass of the adult woman.

“Stop, shut up, stupid boy! Ah~” She found herself unable to resist bumping her crotch against her crush’s bent-over rear, rubbing her hairless slit against the curved flesh. “”Stupid, stupid, stupid-”

Another beep, and another pop, as her head went sailing forwards, landing on Miss Cornet’s back and staring right at Tom. She managed to mouth off another “stupid” while staring at him. This made him thrust one final time himself, making a strained sound, as his own collar activated. As his head landed next to Louise’s, their noses touched, and his wide and alert eyes met hers… then his head rolled off, landing with a thud by the desk.

The two newly unheaded bodies continues to hornily fuck and grind, undettered even as blood gushed out of their neckholes. Miss Cornet felt her inner walls get painted by the seeds of the newly dead third grader, as she bit her lips and trembled, hiding her face in the desk as she rode it all out. Even now, in his death throes, the boy was thrusting in and out, until eventually his dick softened enough that he slipped out of her. His flaccid, cum-coated cock was still big enough that it slapped against her sensitive crotch a few times, befoore he slumped over and fell onto his sides, softly kicking and twitching.

Louise’s body ha been holding onto Tom’s, and had staggered backwards, her crotch thrusting at nothing for a few seconds before both of her hands came down to start working herself. She walked around aimlessly like that, blood still spurting, until she tripped over the tomboy and landed on her stomach. She arched her ass into the air, fingering herself into a quickfire second orgasm, before finally going still.

Groaning, Miss Cornet raised herself from the desk, cum leaking out of her pussy, as she shook her head and turned around. As she rose, Louise’s head rolled off of her back, thudding onto the floor and staring at Tom, sightless. Miss Cornet had counted five pops, and that meant she had a winner. “Ahem… er, congratulations, to…”

“Ah! Ah! Ah! This is sex! So good!”

The first grader was riding the headless jock’s cock like a pro at last, even if he was no longer in a position to enjoy it. It bulged out her stomach as she sat up and down. She had her eyes closed, lost in pure pleasure like she had never experienced, slamming herself into the jerk’s crotch and causing his body to kick and twitch with each push.

“You can stop now, you’ve won-”

Before Miss Cornet could say anything else, a final beep rang out, and the little one’s eyes flew open just in time for her head to fly forwards. Her body’s vertical movements got faster as the body went into overdrive, milking that older boy’s juices one final time as he filled her up from beyond the grave. When her small body finally ran out of steam, she sat there, neck forward as though she was bowing towards her teacher.

Miss Cornet took all of this in. Six dead bodies, six failed students. She would have to report this. Having no students alive at the end of these games was frowned upon, as it implied the teacher had lost control. And if they found out she had gotten herself involved, and that was why she had lost control… she looked around, noticing Tom’s headless body. The feeling of his special cock was still fresh in her memory, and she ached internally at it.... With a nod, the teacher decided on an appropriate course of action.

She walked to her desk and opened the drawer where she kept those collars, and took one out. Once it was firmly secured around her neck, the teacher retrieved her phone from her clothes and placed it on the desk for now. Then she went down on her hands and knees, and gave Tom’s cock the appreciation it had deserved after such a valiant effort. She licked it clean of cum and blood, and soon it was back to getting hard- not as much as it could, with most of his blood now leaving his body, but it’ll do.

Then Miss Cornet grabbed her phone, dialed in the number of her boss, and plunged herself down on Tom’s dick. She would not require long for this. As she moaned, a voice asked her to leave a message.

“Yes, this is Miss Cornet. I am, hah, announcing my resignation, mmmf,,” she said, pushing her ass down hard and gasping. “Effective-”

Her message ended with a beep, then a pop, and finally some worldless gurgling. Her headless body continued to hold the phone up to where her ear used to be for a few moments before dropping it. Her head watched her body go through the familiar dans macabre she had seen so often, before her vision started to go dark and her tongue lolled out of her mouth. She had just enough time to see her tits spout a few sprays of milk before she fell backwards and out of her sight.

“Class adjourned…” she thought, finally.