Pop Party Pt. 2 - Perfect Sweetness
(cons, snuff, futa, fatal inflation, condom play, hands-free, lactation, interracial, femdom, necro, bukkake)

Like ice forming from water, organized activity began to bud throughout the room. Crystallizing into groups, individual women flowed together, talking and touching one another excitedly as they made plans for their final moments. Soon the room was abuzz with giggles, gasps, moans, a dozen or so cabals moving into motion to make the most of the time they had left. If not for the drug preventing any them from getting an erection, Aja was sure that the party would have become a full-on futa orgy within minutes.

Instead reduced to their permanent half-soft state, each futa's condom wrapped cock was made overly sensitive to every touch, adding to the danger. Very soon one of those condoms would begin to fill, a random partygoer's Popper thus triggered to blow their belly wide open. One by one these women's lives would be snuffed out, happily sacrificed so they could become gory firecrackers to signal the start of the new year.

The first of them to pop had been the starting gun. Now only a corpse cooling on one of the classy couches, her impressive act of will in withholding from orgasm as she burst apart now allowed every other woman the opportunity to get creative. These groups that had formed were not merely acting in the interest of having fun, their unique displays at least partially done as attempts to attract the attention of all those watching at home, seeing every detail through the cameras hanging from the ceiling above.

There were of course many ways to go about having fun at a Pop Party, albeit most of them involving filling up your condom, or else making someone else fill theirs. Nothing was more thrilling than causing the death of another by your very act of orgasm, especially as you waited for your own snuffing via the selfsame method. Some girls opted for a more languorous approach, passively enjoying themselves up to and past the point that their Popper triggered, uncaring how quickly the end came. Others actively sought to end themselves and others, showing themselves off to the cameras in steamy sexplay as they tried to cause as many orgasms as possible before their own explosive snuffing.

Aja was undecided on which sort of participant she wanted to be. She'd watched the recordings and livestreams of the Pop Parties for so long that now what came naturally to her was to simply observe, as she was doing currently.

Beside her, Erin seemed less inclined to be so passive. The short Asian woman tugged at Aja's hand, her new friend eager to go out and take part before she popped. Letting herself be guided, Aja felt her body pulse with rapid shocks of heat, arousal unlike anything she'd ever experienced filling her up as she stood in the physical presence of so many women willing to die, just like her. Every woman that they passed would soon be just a beautiful corpse, smiling stiffly with a loaded condom hanging below their burst belly. Even Erin. Even herself.

Trembling slightly as they stopped, Aja stood beside her friend at the sidelines of a group of girls, about eight futas making a circle with their backs towards the center. Other women also thronged about this small clique, enjoying the show along with the audiences at home. At some unspoken signal each member of the circle reached to their right, gripping the soft cock of their neighbor. Laughter and gasps rang out from those taking part, arousal evident in the faces that stared outward. With the way they were arranged, no one could see anyone else within the chain. All they had was the feel of a stranger's shaft in their hand, their own dick likewise pleasured by another anonymous partner. One began to caress the cock they held, stroking it to elicit more moans, and the favor was passed on along the line until it came fully back around. As simply as that, the circlejerk began.

With as many times as Aja had heard the term used so derogatorily online, she had never expected to find the sight of a real demonstration so magnificent. Biting their lips and letting out cooing sounds of pleasure, the participating women expertly attended to each other, stroking fingers along securely wrapped cocks in a matched tempo. Not having to worry about accidentally removing the condom with any normal amount of force, they were free to play with one another in any way they wished, thumbs stroking against glans, scrotums teasingly pinched or squeezed.

Those in the audience participated as well, showing themselves off for the girls in the circle, trying to entice them to orgasm with bold, vulgar displays. Some played with their bodies, pushing together their breasts or fingering soaked pussies. One got onto her hands and knees, letting another woman spank her while she moaned for more.

It was then that Erin turned to Aja, normally narrow eyes widened with imploring. Surprising her, the smaller woman stepped suddenly close, Aja's brown breasts ending up resting atop her slight bust. Her almost childish face was tilted up towards the taller woman, pink lips parted while she gripped at Aja's upper arms.

"Kiss me," Erin hissed, almost feral in her need. "Kiss me again, so we can make them cum."

Heart pounding, Aja felt her lips come apart, panting breath spilling out. Erin's fierce little face looked up at her, waiting, not letting her play the passive part. Somehow, simply by saying it, she'd made Aja want the same thing, Erin's lust overflowing into her as their lips came ever closer.

Leaning down, Aja pressed her lips up against Erin's, a muffled moan escaping her as the shorter girl stood on tiptoes to slip her tongue that much deeper into Aja's mouth. Their half-closed eyes looked lustfully across at each other's expressions, soft wet noises coming from their conjoined lips as they moved, tongues playing against one another, saliva mixing and breath mingling. Acting almost unconsciously, Aja moved her hands to cradle the small of Erin's back, pulling her body closer to her own. She could feel her partner's huge cock brushing up against her balls, her own shaft curled against the hollow of Erin's navel.

''POP'

Both women's eyes went wide, yet they did not break their kiss. Letting out a shared sound of anticipation, they continued to hold to one another, growing even wilder in their makeout than before. Erin ground her body up against Aja's cock, their hard nipples stroking over each other's breasts while the little woman ran teasing fingers along her lover's long brown back.

It was too much for Aja. Preceded with a rising string of desperate moans, she broke the kiss briefly as she lifted her face to cry out in sudden orgasm, soft cock twitching as seed began to pump through it. Feeling the condom start to fill against her belly, Erin's eyes lit up in delight. Her hands lifted to hold Aja's head, pulling her face down again so the little woman could continue to put her skilled mouth to use. Teeth tugged teasingly at Aja's lower lip while she unloaded, hips trembling with each rope of seed. Never before had she had such a strong orgasm, utterly helpless while the latex covering her cock ballooned out, pearly cupfuls of cum swirling, hot as it squished up against Erin's smooth stomach. It was amazing to her that she could even shoot so much, even despite knowing that the drug within her was enhancing the quantity, cannibalizing her gonads' long term health in exchange for a short term increase in semen output.

While she was still reveling in the sweet sensation of thick cum pumping through her impotent shaft, Aja felt a pair of lips brush up against her ear, hearing Erin's all too innocent voice murmur to her in the midst of her climax.

"You killed one, Aja." She giggled, then licked at her lips with a soft, erotic sound. "She's swelling up, just like your condom against my belly. Listen. Keep cumming, and listen for her death. I bet she'll kill another herself."

Whimpering in overwhelming arousal, Aja slumped to her knees, full condom plopping against the ground as the strength went out of her legs. Her face brushed against Erin's cock as she held to the little woman's thighs for support, ecstasy taking all pride out of her. Despite the sudden collapse, she did as she'd been told. Her ears pricked while her orgasm reached its conclusion, the last little bit of cum oozing out of her as-

A meaty pop sounded just nearby, a spray of blood coating her skin in hot moisture before soft guts splattered against her back. Her cock gave one last pulse, a tiny squirt of cum following the amazing flood that had preceded.

Erin's reaction was far more remarkable. The thick shaft pressed against Aja's face jumped, then started to pulse in rhythmic contractions. Pulling back slightly, the Arabic woman watched in muted appreciation as the blue-colored condom quickly filled. The soft brown glans disappeared within a cloud of swirling white seed, contained by the latex as it swelled, stretching out into an elongated teardrop shape that hung from the tip of Erin's shaft. Weight pulled the condom down until it rested against Aja's chest, pillowed between her breasts and making her shiver with the delicious heat that radiated from the thick semen within. It was a truly ludicrous load, even with the drug enhancing semen production past any normal human level. With just one orgasm the little Asian had pumped up her condom to be larger than one of Aja's breasts, the comparison clearly evident while it hung within her cleavage.

Struggling to catch her breath, Aja looked up at Erin, seeing the short woman's pale skin now smeared with an artistic splatter of blood and guts. Her partner was stroking her hands slowly across her own breasts, looking as contentedly pleasured as a cat before a fire. Shakily, Aja stood up, taking a helping hand as Erin came slightly out of her afterglow. Together, they turned to appreciate what had become of the circlejerk.

Of the eight that had been, only seven still stood. Four of them had filled their condoms with their first load, colorful little balloons hung gaily from the tip of their impotent cocks. At their feet lay a corpse, limbs laid out in a posture of ecstasy, face a mask of pure bliss. Yet despite having been so clearly snuffed, a single sign of life still showed, slight movement taking place between the body's legs. Amazingly, it was apparent that the woman had begun to cum after she'd died. Orgasming in the literal last seconds of her life, she had gone out in a brief flash of pleasure, death reaching her just before she could begin to unload. Triggered by nerve impulses fired out by the brain before its demise, the somewhat still living body carried out the autonomic act of ejaculation, pumping her condom full even while she lay stiff and unbreathing.

The outflow eventually slowed and stopped, the muscles having used up what little oxygen and energy was available after bloodflow had ceased. All around, women that had been watching the show began chattering excitedly, expressing their delight in learning such a thing was even possible while wondering if they could manage to do it themselves. All Aja could think was that such a unique death would surely make the highlight reel for this year, racking up millions of views online when people went to rewatch this woman's final moments.

And she had caused it.

Erin wore an impish smile as she looked over at Aja, seeming proud of what the two of them had caused. Elsewhere in the room four more would be dying as a result of their actions, perhaps even five if the dead woman's climax counted. Playfully bumping her bulging condom up against Aja's own, the little woman twisted, affectionately taking hold of Aja's arm as they began to aimlessly walk about once more.

"That was so fun," Erin murmured once they were away, out of earshot of the dissolving circlejerk. "You didn't see it, but they all came when they heard that pop. Each of them was so keyed up from getting stroked that it was almost simultaneous. And feeling you cum against my belly like that? Mmnf." The little woman bit her lip, briefly touching her stomach.

"Yeah…" Despite still feeling somewhat disoriented Aja couldn't help but agree, amazed by the part she had played in it all. Now there were sure to be at least a few girls popping at any given moment, the party starting on slow burn of snuffings that would eventually leave them all broken. Unless the chain of orgasms ended there was no way to stop it now… and with four or five initiators, that didn't seem likely. At the most, she and Erin would have about ten minutes before one of them died. Probably both.

"Let's go watch someone pop," Aja suggested, guiding Erin along with sudden urgency. "I didn't really get to see one up close, and I'd like to before I…" She trailed off, feeling her body flush with fresh arousal. Despite just cumming she felt as turned on as she had when she'd first walked in, a consequence of either the drug or the soft state of her cock or some combination of the two

Nodding her assent, Erin rested her cheek against Aja's shoulder, seeming to enjoy simply being close to the taller woman as they strolled along. Considering their circumstances, it was an oddly endearing gesture, not unwelcome. While they walked Aja found herself considering what the smaller girl might've been like as a girlfriend, living with her with more than a few minutes left to share. Someone to come home to, to do things with, to make love to before bed.

Sweet, she decided. It would have been as sweet as life could be.

Yet the death they would greet together would be even sweeter.

Walking around magnificent furnishings of every extravagant style imaginable, the pair of women came upon another small group lounging their time away upon a bed. Almost Aja drew back as the trio of them came into view, the posture they were in so intimate that she felt an instinctive desire to grant them privacy. Of course, if it was privacy they wanted, they likely would not have chosen a place so perfectly beneath the gaze of one of the cameras, showing off their intertwined bodies to all the world.

The three woman lay atop the sheets, a particularly busty brunette placed in the middle of the mattress, back propped up against pillows as she lounged between her two partners. Holding them tenderly against her sides as they nursed from her large breasts, their soft cocks hung across her hips so the tips touched the base of her own shaft. As upright as it could be with its shaft so pliably curved, the half-erect dick pointed downward, towards toes that slowly curled and uncurled as she relished the pleasures of the other women's mouths against her hard, sensitive nipples.

While those suckling her kept their eyes closed, the brunette had had hers only lightly lidded, a slight smile showing on her wide, matronly face as she saw Aja and Erin standing at the foot of her bed. Her gaze was confident, taking them each in with an unhurried sweep from face to cock. She lingered upon their condoms, a pulse of precum from her cock indicating how much she liked the sight of their contained cum.

Aja began to open her mouth, about to say something in greeting. The motherly brunette lifted a finger to her lips, shaking her head slightly with a smile. Silence. A change from the cries and laughs that were sounding elsewhere in the room. It seemed these three wanted nothing more than to enjoy a comfortable embrace as they took their final ecstasy.

Erin was fixated upon the lips of the two girls nursing, their faces mostly obscured by the other woman's breasts as they so tenderly sucked at her teats. Her hand went to her mouth suddenly, suppressing a gasp as she noticed a spill of milk from the corner of one mouth, leaking out across the cheek. Turning slightly to Aja, she whispered her observation in the quietest voice she could manage, setting the taller woman to watching as well. At the next small leak of sweet whiteness both of them licked at their lips, first Erin, then Aja, neither aware that the other had.

Seeming amused, the woman in the middle shifted her shoulders slightly, sighing contentedly as she made herself more comfortable among her pile of pillows. Blinking slowly in leisurely pleasure, she lifted one arm, unhurriedly reaching down to where the two cocks lay against her skin. Daintily extending a finger, she stroked along the shaft of one, smiling in satisfaction as it immediately began to cum.

POP

Gripping each other tighter, Aja and Erin saw it all unfold with a shared sense of awe, silent as the singular sound reached their ears. Unmoving from her place, the brunette woman kept the same serene smile as her stomach started to swell, the girl at her left breast whimpering softly as she made her condom bloat across her partner's lower belly. Neither stopped nursing for even a moment, barely seeming to care that the woman whose breasts they suckled was a few short seconds from death.

Aja glimpsed for a final time the gratification on the brunette's face, the sheer satisfaction with all that was. Then her stomach swelled to the point that it obstructed the view from the foot of the bed, the sphere swelling within briefly outlined as it pushed violently at gut and muscle. There was a wet tearing sound, blood spraying across the entire tableau to coat all three women in speckles of red. Then intestines flung upward, the woman's legs jerking as her toes curled one final time. Silent till the end, her cock never even twitched, only a small dribble of juices escaping her pussy below her hanging balls.

Heart thumping while she waited to see what the two girls might do next, Aja was barely still aware of Erin beside her, only noticing the woman when her small hands reached out to take hold of Aja's purple-wrapped shaft. Eyelids fluttering, Aja let her partner pleasure her, uncaring for the moment who she might snuff with her rapidly approaching orgasm. Both of the little woman's hands enveloped her, Erin moving to kneel behind Aja while she worked her over, fingers even shifting to slip inside her pussy. Aja accepted the service wordlessly, unable to look away as the show kept on.

Mouths popping off the blood-smeared breasts of the woman they'd nursed from, the two girls looked at each other, milk leaking from their lips. Coming together across the corpse now between them, they kissed, sharing the last taste they'd had of her as white-tinged saliva mixed between their tongues.

With a single choked cry, Aja came, watching one of the two crawl atop the other while Erin expertly played with her cock and pussy both. Standing stock still, the silent scene played out in front of her, interrupted only by another POP that set one of the girls to swelling. The one whose orgasm had ended their matron's life quickly came again, pouring out her seed along with Aja. Kissing her for all the time she had left, their belly swelled as her partner pressed hungrily against her, bodies intimately intertwined. Aja's condom swelled even larger, slowly doubling in size as she pumped the potent contents of her balls down into it. Erin's hands lovingly cradling the latex sac of seed as it grew, her tongue lapping at Aja's slit.

Bursting directly against her partner, the girl on the bed laughed her last, lips stained with milk and blood while globs of her guts stuck to her companion's cock. Panting heavily, the surviving woman was now draped across two corpses, the stiffening bodies perpendicular to each other while she looked down upon them. Her bobbed blonde hair was sticky with blood, blue eyes almost dreamy as she smiled at her departed lovers. Thrusting her soft cock into the steamy hollow of her late makeout partner's belly, she tilted her face back, basking in ecstasy as her flesh-splattered condom began to fill up among a nest of offal and pooling blood.

POP

Surprise and shock at the sound caused Aja to suddenly bend forward, gripping at the footboard of the bed for support. Watching in wonder, she believed herself to be witnessing something tantamount to a miracle. By cumming, the surviving woman had apparently triggered her very own Popper. It was an amazingly unlikely occurrence, even if one assumed half the party was dead by now. Yet her belly and condom now swelled together, the former a pale imitation of the other's growth as her creamy stomach stretched taut, navel pushing out and skin pressing up against the dead matron's breasts. Milk sprayed out from the pressure against the soft mounds, dribbling out on either side of the girl's expanding middle. A squirt of juices sprayed from her pussy, lightly misting Aja from where she watched. Then the blonde popped, collapsing into the pile of corpses as the support of her belly burst into a mess of organs and offal, meat mixing with that of the other snuffed members of her threesome.

Lips pulled away from Aja's slit, and the Arabian woman realized that she'd stopped cumming, her condom now twice as heavy as before. It held to her shaft by the special band at one end, unable to fall free or leak, holding in every drop of seed that he had spilled to the sights and sounds of death. Erin had let go of her, standing and stepping back with her task fulfilled.

Inhaling slowly, Aja affirmed that her legs were up to the task before trying to turn around and face the other woman, putting the bloodsoaked bed to her back. Seeing those three snuffed had been sexier than anything she'd ever seen in a porn clip… not least because she had been right there, close enough to feel the blood and pussy juice spray across her skin. So near that she could have taken part in it herself. Nothing she'd seen in her life had ever come close to turning her on as much.

At least, not until she saw Erin, smiling to herself as she cradled her swelling belly.

Stunned, Aja stood frozen for a moment, mind reeling as it tried to understand. Through a haze of dissipating dopamine, she realized what must have actually happened. The last girl on the bed hadn't triggered her own Popper - Erin had. And in return, the girl had triggered Erin's.

Staring at her friend, Aja met Erin's excited eyes as the little woman looked up at her. The Asian's huge cock was still going, condom filling further with every second as her orgasm was extended by the thrill of imminent death.

"One more kiss?" Her friend's head tilted to one side, innocent expression mocking the depravity of her heart.

Rushing forward, Aja caught Erin in a tight embrace, the two melting together in a last passionate burst of love. Holding her friend's cock in one hand and squeezing her close with the other, she poured every bit of lust and passion she had for Erin into that final kiss, an almost tender exchange compared to those before. She felt the cum continue to flow through that massive member, pumping past her caressing fingertips to feed into the condom at its tip. Erin was giving everything she had, determined to earn her recognition as the biggest slut of the night.

With her own cock pressed right up against her lover's swollen stomach, Aja felt her friend's death as a physical caress, a sudden impact of hot meat against her cock. Steaming pieces of Erin's insides stuck to and slid down the latex enveloping Aja's shaft, the little woman jerking inside her embrace as a final moan sighed past her lips. Holding on, Aja felt her go slowly still, the flow of cum through the shaft in her fingers trailing away to nothing. A moment passed as she simply stood, holding tight the corpse that had so briefly been her friend, her lover.

Twisted happiness bloomed inside her heart, lips parting from Erin's dead mouth as Aja laughed, nuzzling the dead woman's cheek before her fingertips eagerly sought out the freshly open belly. She found the expanded black sphere of the Popper, spent after swelling to its maximum. Tossing it out, she made a nice empty place in Erin's abdomen, a perfect place to plop down the dead woman's condom.

Maneuvering Erin's cock to put the loaded latex sac inside the little woman's own belly, Aja carefully slipped a finger beneath the band that had so steadfastly held the heavy payload in place. Separating it from the skin it had been attached to, she tied it deftly, assuring the loaded bag of cum wouldn't leak any of its contents while it waited within its new home.

Shining with residual cum, her friend's shaft now hung bare before her, blasted body held upright with what looked like a gallon of semen sitting in her gaping stomach. Erin's mouth still smiled faintly, little brown breasts peaked by hard, puffy nipples. Aja found the sight utterly beautiful.

"Come on," she whispered at the corpse. Stroking at the half-hard penis, she futilely tried to encourage the dead body, imploring it to aid in her unspoken desire. "Let me have her, just once… Let me ride you, Erin."

Another uneventful moment passed. In the back of her mind Aja waited, knowing that at any moment another pop might sound, that the bomb in her belly might begin its inevitable reaction. Before she became a corpse she wanted just one last thing, a final fantasy fulfilled. She had to try, at least…

It happened as if by magic, life breathed into the dead. Stood upright, the blood left in Erin's corpse was pulled down by the force of gravity, gradually pooling into the bottom half of her body. The drugs that had kept her impotent had affected muscles that were now dead, unable to withhold the influx of sanguine fluid from filling up Erin's cock. It stiffened almost completely in Aja's hand, the giddy woman giving it all the time it needed to get hard.

When it was finally satisfactory, Aja eagerly lowered the little woman's corpse down onto the floor, lust burning high as she knelt over it. Guiding the snuffed woman's dick, she spread her lower lips apart, smiling beatifically as she immediately slid the thick meatpole into her soaked, squeezing slit.

Gasping and gripping her dead lover's breasts, Aja squeezed her eyes shut, breathing quickly as she pushed more and more of the huge shaft inside herself. She'd known Erin was huge, having felt firsthand the girth and length of the woman's cock when she'd still been alive, before the drugs had made her soft. However, she quickly began to realize that knowing it, as opposed to feeling it, were two very different things. It stretched her with an agony that was a soft pale shadow of what Erin must have felt in her final moments, a mere caress compared to the destruction that was in store. All while she filled herself with the dead meat, Aja listened, anticipating that fatal pop. There would never be a more perfect time, her body ready to burst all over the beautiful Asian's corpse.

Finally, she hilted. The grotesquely swollen head of Erin's cock pressing up against her womb, Aja quivered, what felt like a foot of dick filling up her aching pussy. Breath catching, the Arabic woman reached up to her own breasts, roughly fondling them as she felt her ecstasy swell once more.

Looking down as the crest of her climax came, Aja panted out her pleasure while watching her own condom swell, a pooled latex bubble at the tip of her dick that slowly grew upon Erin's chest. Wobbling with each twitch and throb, the volume of cum flowed lazily back and forth within its bounds, indirectly lapping against the small breasts to either side like ocean waves.

Gasping as the rush faded away, Aja ran trembling hands over her sweaty body, almost delirious with the lightheadedness that came from such rapid climaxes. Vision swimming, she felt alternating chills and flashes of heat chase each other across her skin, her balls experiencing a sharp, sickening ache. It was a high of the sweetest kind, the headrush of giving up her own well-being for further bliss.

Smiling woozily, the Arabic woman stood up, lifting her condom with her as she rose up and off of Erin's cock. It remained perfectly upright behind her, sticky with juices from Aja's slightly gaping cunt. Kept warm inside her own corpse's belly, Erin's ridiculously full condom stood out among the red mess like a splotch of mismatched paint.

Walking away slowly, Aja worked some of the stiffness from her legs. Fresh exhilaration had hold of her, an emotion almost utterly unlike the snuff lust that had been her starting motivation. Already she'd had so much that her own popping could hardly compare, every depraved dream come true. Of course, her destruction wouldn't be a disappointment when it came, not at all. It could arrive at this very moment, that little pop that was as good a death sentence. Aja would simply kneel down and let it happen, let everyone watch as she was sent off in the way she'd always desired, always deserved.

However, that was only the ending that had always been planned. In the meantime, there was more to do. More pleasures to take part in.

Striding purposefully towards the few upright figures that remained in the room, Aja passed by corpse after gaping corpse, stepping over mangled bodies and squishing through spilled intestines. The Pop Party was drawing to a close, many having died while she and Erin were off having fun. It was incredibly unlikely that Aja had even made it this far - but of course, someone had to.

A muffled pair of POPs sounded as Aja closed the final distance, one of the three remaining women facing away from her as the other two went to their knees. Beautiful hands gripped both pairs of balls, mercilessly squeezing out cum from the genuflecting girls as their bellies swelled up, torturing them until they popped like two macabre confetti cannons. Displaying wondrous dexterity, the remaining girl's fingers easily repositioned to slip off the condoms of both the recently departed, smoothly yanking them free and holding them up for the cameras' appraisal. Tossing her head back, she then upended them over her body, opening her mouth as she drizzled most of one straight down into her throat.

Recognition hit Aja like a blow to the stomach, stopping her a few feet away as she stared. For a moment, she didn't trust her own eyes to tell her the truth, not when it seemed so perfect, so unbelievable. Yet, it was her.

It was the redhead.

Finishing her meal, the woman tossed away both used condoms, the wet latex splatting to the ground as she began to lick her fingers clean. A satisfied sigh reached Aja's ears, the redhead bending in a stretch that displayed both holes toward her. Between porcelain pale thighs hung a condom even more bloated than Aja's own, slightly stretching the tiny cock it was connected to with the sheer weight of seed it contained.

Popping back upright, the redhead turned about, smirking over her shoulder as her glinting green eyes found Aja at once.

"I was wondering if you'd make it," she said. Saliva-wet fingers ran back through her ginger hair, ruffling the short feathered style that she wore it in. Her freckled face was smeared with blood and cum, chest and body no better off. From her puffy nipples sprayed small fine streams of milk, pert breasts hanging voluptuously from her chest. Her perfect little cock was overshadowed by the massive gore-spattered condom it had filled, a basketball sized teardrop of pure white cum bouncing thickly against her creamy thighs.

"I was hoping you would," Aja admitted. Never in her wildest dreams had she expected to last so long, to dodge each potentially fatal orgasm that might've been her end. Yet for some reason she'd always held the expectation that the redhead would make it here, to survive until the final few. Ever since she'd laid eyes on her, she had known.

An oddly endearing smile spread on the redhead's lips, blood-reddened mouth pursing ruefully at the praise. Even covered in all the mess, even looking like every gorgeous bad girl Aja had lusted after as a teen, somehow the woman managed to look like nothing less than a freckled goddess. Some deeper characteristic of her allure was still pristine, untouched by the depravity and gore that surrounded her… or perhaps amplified by it, brought out by virtue of contrast. Like white upon black.

"Funny that it came down to a final two, huh?" The girl started to step towards Aja, perfect red-painted feet gracefully avoiding the corpses all around. Aja approached her in return, feeling awkward by comparison.

"It's beyond unlikely," Aja breathed, her nipples stiffening as the girl came within a few feet. "Someone probably won a big payout on the betting forums."

Her giggle was melodic, pure girlish delight. Finding herself smiling, Aja wondered what to do next. How to cap off this beautiful party, as well as both their own lives?

Of course, the redhead already had a plan.

"Hey… you wanna taste?" One hand came up her body, smearing blood and semen across her skin as she stroked upward and cupped her own breast, lightly squeezing it. The slight spray of milk intensified, flowing thickly. "I promise you'll like it. I always do." She winked, pushing her breast upward before lowering her face, catching the nipple in her mouth. It was barely possible, but she caught her nipple in her mouth, eyelids flickering down as she made an appreciative noise. Sucking deeply, she took a few long pulls before letting go, breast bouncing as it came back down to its natural position. Opening her mouth, she extended her tongue to show the white sheen of sweet milk that coated it, dripping down and off the pointed tip.

Aja didn't bother to answer with words. Closing the distance between them she knelt and pressed herself against the redhead's messy body, mouth enveloping one nipple entirely while that perfect puny cock pushed up between her brown breasts. Drinking deep, Aja's eyes narrowed in pleasure at the taste and sexual thrill of breastfeeding from her bloodstained goddess, remembering the two girls that had nursed in much the same way.

Long fingers slid into Aja's hair as the redhead breathed a soft sound of pleasure, holding her face there against her breast. Her slender hips thrust slowly, condom slapping lightly against Aja's belly as the little cock nestled into her cleavage moved ever so minutely back and forth.

"That's it… drink it all. No one left to save it for. Not even me. Not eveaaHhhhh… oh god…" Body twitching, the redhead's breath hitched as she brought a hand to her mouth, biting down on one knuckle as she started to cum. "Don't stop. Don't stop love, not yet… not until you hear it."

Aja felt it then, that little twitch, the climax that was the trigger for death. Between her breasts the redhead's cock shot its first rope, beginning a slow deluge of seed that pumped unceasingly through her short shaft. Almost as large as Erin's, the condom hanging against Aja's body once more began to grow, a thrill filling both women as they waited to see who would lose the coin toss. Neither moved from their position, still nursing and thrusting, held together by pure anticipation.

POP

The sound was as clear and loud as a pair of clapping hands. With her mouth so tightly latched to the woman's freckled breast Aja couldn't help but be aware of from where it had came. She'd felt the shockwave, the slight shudder of flesh as the sound transmitted through the woman with which she had grown so quickly infatuated.

"Lucky me," the redhead breathed. Letting go of Aja's head, she pushed the woman gently away, smiling with lips and limbs trembling in excitement. Still kneeling, Aja looked up at her, watching as her smooth pale stomach slowly began to swell.

"I want you to wait," she said to Aja. Her hands moved slowly, one gripping her breast, the other stroking her still cumming cock. "Don't cum yet, love. Get as close as you can… but I want you to wait. Wait until you're covered in me." Her breath was heavy now, ragged and uneven. Green eyes bored into Aja with all the weight of a dying wish, of a mistress's decree.

Nodding mutely, Aja stared at that growing belly, the swell perfectly level with her face as she continued to kneel, to worship this mortal goddess.

Lifting her head in a pained, passionate cry, the woman started to tug both nipples harshly, abusing her flawless breasts as she bloated to ridiculous size. Within her slender body the growing Popper seemed even huger than normal, distending her stomach so that it started to tear in several places.

With only a few moments left, something desperately urgent suddenly occurred to Aja, the worst possible time to remember.

"Please," she cried, reaching out towards the swollen redhead. "What's your name?"

Panting in pleasure, the redhead looked down at Aja. A knowing expression came over her freckled features, eyes glimmering with sweet love as she spoke her final words.

"No names, love. Not now. I'm just a painslut… your own personal snuff show." Lifting milk-wetted fingers to her lips, she blew a kiss, cock cumming its last. "I hope I help your pop feel just as sweet as mine."

She burst in an explosion of gore, the final expansion of the Popper pushing out sharply at her entire midsection. Her narrow waist made it messier than any other snuffing seen that night, so much of the flesh around her middle pulled apart and flung away that her top half was separated entirely, flying a few feet away to land in a crumpled pile upon a brocade sofa. Loops of intestine and torn chunks of other organs flung in all directions, much of the mess splattering thickly across Aja's body. Warm meat steamed hot as it slid pleasurably across her breasts and cock, all the more enjoyable for knowing whose body it belonged too.

Aja squeezed her cock in both hands, utterly still. Her back twitched, stabs of pleasure threatening to set off another orgasm, the last climax of the night. It was so hard to resist, so hard not to give in to that soft, warm pleasure moving along her skin. The redhead's last caress. Her mind was filled with the perfect sight of freckled breasts, a smirking face, that pumping little cock. She could still feel its warmth between her breasts, some portion of intestine mimicking its shape as it slithered down her cleavage.

Only when she was utterly sure of her control did Aja finally allow herself to stand. Weak legs almost buckled beneath her but she forced herself to stay upright, half-stumbling over to the collapsed lower half of the redhead's body. The condom was still hanging off her cock, bloody ruin all that was left above the waistline. Aja pinched the tip firmly closed after pulling off the package of latex-wrapped cum, marveling at the weight of so much thick seed contained within.

Holding the condom out of her way, she then knelt, bending low. Pushing her face down between the redhead's limp legs she licked at the pink, perfect little cockhead, taking a taste for herself of what her goddess's cum was like. The same as any other load, of course. To her, it was ambrosia. Enveloping the entire tiny shaft within her mouth, Aja lavished it with as much skillful attention as she had to give, tongue swirling over the corpse's cock until it was spotlessly clean.

Standing once more, she swallowed, walking unhurriedly back towards the bloody bed. There was no reason to rush, now. No looming time limit. All the cameras were on her, for there was no one else who could possibly end the party but Aja. In homes all across the world, men, women, and everyone in between waited breathlessly, watching to see what she would do.

Holding the green condom in her left hand, Aja knelt down beside the cooling corpse of Erin. A smile played over lips as she touched the dead woman's face, stroking briefly. Then she reached down, pushing her hand into the crater of her friend's midsection and pulling out the condom she had stored within.

She compared the two loads that she held in her hands, holding them up side by side with the purple balloon of seed that still hung heavy from her own dick. Both green and blue were filled far beyond her own volume, almost putting her to shame with their respective amounts. Yet when it came to comparing one to the other, Aja could not decide. To her eyes, they seemed the same. Perfectly equal.

Lifting her left hand to her mouth, Aja closed her eyes as she slowly drank down the entire contents of the green condom, focused utterly upon the flavor of the thick cum pouring across her tongue. Her throat worked in needy swallows, desperation to get more of the flavor into her mouth making her spill some of it across her lips, promptly licked up by her darting tongue. As she finished it off she reflected that she felt almost… sloshy. Liquid moved within her stomach, so much that it almost felt as if she were about to pop prematurely.

It wasn't time for that yet, though.

Cradling the blue condom tightly between her breasts, Aja strode once more across the opulent room. Around her dead women lounged on chairs fit for royalty, blood and cum making spreading stains in countless ornate carpets. Some corpses piled in groups, others laying alone. All had gone to their fate with utter joy, proud and pleasured by the opportunity to pop, to burst apart and die for everyone to see.

Finding a comfortable looking daybed well positioned beneath one of the cameras, Aja slid onto it, sighing contentedly as she settled in for her finale. Lifting up her legs up she propped her thighs against the singular arm of the half-couch, half bed, elevating her hips up above her head. Her condom flopped at the tip of her soft brown cock, hanging down over her belly.

Taking one hand, she slowly began to stroke her soft shaft, building up her pleasure in a few careful caresses. With the other she kept hold of the blue condom, reaching down between her legs and pushing it into her slit. It squished without breaking, deforming to fit inside her as it flowed down deep to touch her womb. Still warm, as she'd hoped.

Breathing rapidly now, Aja got ready, placing two manicured nails just slightly apart at the place where the blue latex bulged from her overfilled pussy. Stroking herself with reckless abandon, she let out every slutty noise she'd ever held in over her entire life, gasping and moaning, crying out as she felt that sweet, fatal bliss begin to build.

Twisting her fingertips, her nails caught and snagged against the latex, the circular movement stretching a small section of the latex past its tensile strength. It ripped, popping the entire bulging condom in a sudden wash of amazingly hot cum, wet sticky semen clinging to every inch of Aja's insides. Erin's seed, filling her up from womb to clit. It infused her with joy to feel it, wishing she could have done this when she'd rode her lover's cock.

All sounds from Aja's throat choked off as climax hit her. Eyes wide, back arched, she found herself grinning in reckless desire as the first shot of seed pumped through her cock. Bloating against her belly, her condom jiggled with every additional influx, the pain in her balls acutely agonizing as they were forced to supply for a fifth, final orgasm.

POP

In a sudden rush her belly began to swell, pushing back against the filling condom as Aja experienced at long last what she had come here to feel. Within her the little orb grew, pushing to fill her belly in a sensation far beyond anything that a condom full of cum could cause. A small wet tearing feeling as her stomach gave way, a sign of deep and troubling mutilation within her. Grinning, Aja only came harder, reaching past her balls to madly finger her cum-stuffed slit.

The rounding of her middle became truly noticeable a few short seconds after, rapidly bulging outward before her eyes. Within it felt even better than she could have wished, washes of sparkling agony lancing through muscles and connective tissue as they were stretched, strained. Notes of pain as sharp as broken violin strings, signaling that things had begun to tear. All of it throbbed to the beat of her heart, a countdown her her blissful oblivion.

Curling up as much as she could, Aja used her last moments of life to slip off her own condom, letting the loaded latex roll off her bulging stomach and fall down upon her brown, heaving chest. The purple wrapper disgorged its contents in thick gouts across her tits, glazing her breasts and cleavage in a thick coating of sticky cum. The smell of her own seed mixed with the flavor of the redhead's still in her mouth, the feeling of Erin's filling up her slit.

Feeling like the biggest slut that she could have ever hoped to be, Aja tossed her head back and moaned in masochistic ecstasy as she burst into sticky pieces. The agonizing pressure that had built up within her suddenly increased a hundred fold, then released in an instant, spewing her insides up into the air. Still lying upon the sofa, she watched herself splatter across the ceiling, pieces of her falling back down to land wetly upon cushions, upon corpses, upon carpet.

The sweet sensation of release made her smile, utterly relaxed as she listened to her heartbeat fade. Cum oozed from her naked cock, dribbling into the gaping hole in her body as if trying to fill it anew. Heat suffused her, pain so far surpassing the threshold of her body's ability to register that all she felt was the warmth. Yes, this was what she had come here for. This bliss, seen so many times through the filter of a camera's lens, a computer's screen. Now she felt it for herself.

Turning her head slightly, Aja looked up towards one of those digital eyes, meeting the gaze of millions as she smiled. With trembling fingers she made a peace sign, other hand caught up in mindlessly playing with her own cum-coated breasts. Soaked inside and out with the seed of herself and others, her belly burst apart and body festooned with the entrails of snuffed lovers, she seemed to those watching to be symbol of all a Pop Party was. Utterly depraved, masochistic to the end, and unashamed through every moment of it all.

"Hope you came along with me," she whispered, meaning in the deepest parts of her stuttering heart. "See you next year."

Lightheadedness overtook her, and Aja's last thoughts dwindled down a dark hole that had no bottom.

That's definitely going to make it onto the highlight reel…