>>10940
Hey there, Pung here with a bit of feedback on the pair of father-son Snuff Boys I've received! It's been about a week since they arrived and I must say, they have been a blast to have around!

When they first got here and I opened up the box, I wasn't sure what to expect. The box was so small, it was hard to believe there were two snuff boys in there, but sure enough, there they were, their torsos limp and tied together in a limbless stack. The stench of semen that emanated from them was horrifically overpowering, but other than that, they seemed no worse for wear after a quick bath.

My sister lives with me and she absolutely adores having the boys around the house. I see her sneaking off with the father all the time, carrying his limbless body over her shoulder like a sack of flour. She's really taken a liking to him and sleeps with him every night. It's gotten to the point that she's even given him a pet name: Pillowdaddy.

As for myself, I've hogged the son as my own little torso toy. I've named him Licky and he's in charge of cleaning the floors with his tongue. It took a couple days to train this behavior into him, but now wherever you come across him, he's lapping at the ground dutifully with tears in his eyes, it's the cutest thing ever! He's so feminine and adorable for a boy, it's hard to keep your eyes off him whenever he inches past you on his way across the floor. He bends his waist and drags his hips forward, then pushes himself ahead with his pelvis, it's impressive how much he can move without any arms or legs.

Of course, Licky gets no breaks or rests. If I ever catch him asleep on the floor, I have to do my part as his owner and punish him. I kick him over onto his back, move his penis out of the way with one toe, then stomp his little boy balls into a pulp with my heel. That wakes him up, his shrill howls of agony ringing through the halls for everyone to enjoy. After that, I roll him back onto his stomach and have him clean up the bloody goop that pours out of his torn nutsack before letting him continue cleaning the rest of the house.

Even though I feel like that is the best way to discipline him, my sister gets mad at me for punishing Licky that way. Being a snuff boy, Licky regenerates his ruined nuts in a day, so it should be no issue to crush them as often as I want, but my sister feels like it's a waste to just destroy those precious jewels.

You see, ever since we got these two snuff boys, my sister has learned of how tasty a man's genitals can be. Often times while strolling around the house, I'll catch Pillowdaddy crying somewhere, a huge chunk of meat chomped out of his cock. At first, it was just a bite or two, but now I constantly see him with just shredded flesh at the base of his groin, the rest of his entire package having been devoured by my greedy little sis. She can't get enough of the stuff now, she's totally addicted! It takes a whole day for Pillowdaddy's genitals to grow back, so she's been looking to nab Licky's manmeat to hold her hold her over in the meantime, which is why she gets so annoyed whenever she sees him dragging around squashed pancake testicles instead of the plump fruits she adores.

Besides her taste for the male flesh, I also see her chopping off Pillowdaddy's testicles with a knife whenever she wants to fuck him. She hates using a condom, so by removing those reproductive organs, there's no risk of her getting pregnant off of his spermless semen. She'll ride his thick cock for hours, his limbless torso bucking and squirming in agony as blood drips from his nutless groin. All the while, Pillowdaddy silently screams in pain and pleasure before blowing a bloody load into her. My sister says the convulsions makes sex feel better, so I decided to try it out myself.

The other day, I interrupted Licky's cleaning duties and carried him to the kitchen with me. Setting him down on the counter, I went into the drawer and grabbed a spoon. Digging the spoon under his eyelid, I scooped the eyeball up out of the socket, letting it dangle from the optic nerve, then repeated the process with his other eye. His distressed wails were incredibly arousing and as soon as I stripped down, I grabbed his torso, bending him over the side of the counter as I plunged my throbbing member into his girly, 14 year old ass. True to my sister's claims, the boy's convulsions all but turned what would be normally an act of primal satisfaction into a mindblowing experience. His young asshole gripped me so tightly, I had to fight the urge not to shoot my load right then and there. Reaching to his face, I played with his loose eyeballs, twisting and tugging them, to which he responded by clenching his ass tighter and screaming out. As I approached climax, I grasped the swinging marbles and pulled as hard as I could, yanking them free with a pair of sickening snaps, then as his shrieks reached their peak, I exploded into him, filling his ass with my hot sticky seed. It was a superb full-bodied orgasm and getting to snap the boy's neck to finish the whole thing off turned out to be the icing on the cake. I surely won't forget that feeling for some time now, I'd say offing your sexual parter is something everybody should try at least once in their lives.

Needless to say, these two have made the best sextoys for me and my sis. Knowing they'll never break no matter how hard we play with them has opened up a lot of doors for all the fun things we can do with them. Even right now as I'm writing this message, I see my sister over on the couch, trying to stuff Licky headfirst up Pillowdaddy's asshole. You did say they could both easily fit a watermelon up there no problem, so I don't think she'll have much trouble cramming him in there, the question is how long the boy will withstand suffocating in his dad's butt. Ah, his head just slipped right in, as expected. He's trashing around a lot now. His bucking torso and his muffled screaming are making for quite the show. Pillowdaddy looks like he's in a lot of pain too, his face is all distorted and throat strained as he tries to yell out. It must be awful for him, he's killing his own son with his ass and there's nothing he can do to save him. Oh, Licky is slowing down, I think he's losing the fight! Aaaand there he goes. Well, looks like he'll be out for a while. Until he comes to, thanks to everyone who helped make these wonderful new toys for us, they're sure to bring us many smiles for years to come.