Video Nasty

Anita Slutteasian trembled as she unwrapped the retro cartridge. “SLUTer house III: Video Nasty,” read the cover. Anita, of course, had heard of this game only in whispers. Its legend had begun with Rick Roessler's “Slaughterhouse” film. According to internet legend, an excellent sequel was made in 1994 called “sLaughterhouse II: Pigsby's Revenge”. The casing in the title had been intentionally reversed in order to emphasize the “laughter” in “slaughter”.

But the story for the third film was much darker.

For starters, the title was altered from “sLaughterhouse” to “SLUTer House” in order to market its hyper-sexualization. The film itself ended up being banned and every last print of it was destroyed. However, the tie-in video game managed to survive, albeit only a handful of copies ever surfaced. According to Anita's research, this was supposed to be the most sexist and misogynistic game ever created.

Naturally, she had to review it for her YouTube channel. She recalled once hearing about a book called “Slaughterhouse Five” and wondered if it was also part of the series. Disgusting.

Not without trepidation, she slid the cartridge into her SNES and powered it on.

The first thing she heard was the guttural grunting of a pig. Then, two red eyes appeared on her TV screen. They weren't humanoid eyes in any way. They were something else. Something demonic.

Before Anita could react, a ghostly white hand stretched out of the screen and grabbed her by the throat. She tried to scream, but her windpipe was completely blocked. She realized that she couldn't breathe.

From out of the TV emerged a large, powerful man with a pig's head. Maxwell Meat, the final boss of “SLUTer House III”. He lifted Anita off of the ground and squeezed her neck. In his free hand, he held a butcher knife.

He slid the weapon down the top of her shirt and sliced it open, exposing her bare, tanned breasts. He licked her nipples, then began suckling on her tits as though they were udders. He then threw Anita onto the hard floor. She cried in pain as the back of her head began to bleed. But Maxwell Meat was not done with her. Her placed his heavy foot overtop of her throat and pressed down, pinning her to the ground. He then reached down and lifted her black skirt. Anita rarely wore panties. She saw underwear as symbolic of patriarchal oppression. Now, however, she wished that she had a steel chastity belt, as the monster on top of her began to lick her shaved pussy. His tongue felt like sandpaper against her clit. After several licks, she realized that it wasn't cum which was dripping down her inner thighs. Then came the teeth. The monster sank its fangs into her flesh. Anita screamed as her womanhood was torn from her body. She looked down and was horrified to see her own uterus hanging from the beast's bloodstained mouth. The monster then sank its claws into her thighs and lifted her off of the floor. It held her upside down and pulled her legs in opposite directions. Anita felt her hips pop and a torrent of blood ran down her naked body. It dripped from her breasts like milk. But the beast wasn't through making her suffer. Anita's belly split open and her intestines spilled out. Then, one by one, she felt her ribs snap, until she was little more than a head attached to two hunks of meat and bone. Finally, Maxwell Meat stomped on her chin, splattering her skull into a million pieces. He threw aside what remained of Anita Slutteasian and left it to rot.