Cindy and her two best friends, Luna and Macy, had been wanting to go to Death Park for months and months, begging their parents until they had no choice but to give in and let them go. It was midsummer, the sun was shining and the air filled with excitement and anticipation as children, teens and families walked en masse from the parking lot to the main entrance of the park. The only downside for the trio was that they had to be accompanied by Cindy's younger sister, Sophie.

"Do we really have to take her with us, mom?" Cindy asked as they were pulling into the parking lot in a last effort attempt to get rid of her annoying thirteen year old sister.

"Of course! Someone has to look after her, after all. And keep her away from those dangerous ones! In fact I suggest you all do that, or else you could lose a limb, or even your life!"

"But mom, it's Snuff Day!" Cindy whined, "all the cool rides are dangerous, and today they're even more thrilling! The safe rides are for babies!"

"Just let me take one daughter home. And I want it to be the well behaved one!" the mother snapped.

"Ugh!" Cindy exclaimed, slamming the door shut after leaving the car.

"Bye, mom!" Sophie said as cheerfully as she ever was, waving her mother goodbye as she drove off and left the two sisters in the parking lot.

"Why are you always so rude to her?" Sophie asked her older sister.

"Because she's stupid."

"She's not!"

"Yes she is! What do you know, anyway, you're just a kid."

"I'm not, I'm a grown-up now! I've got boobs and all, and I bet I'll be taller than you in a month or two."

It was true, Sophie had been growing quickly in the last year, almost standing as tall as her sister who, while she was a quite developed fifteen-year-old was still petite for her age. In fact, the two sisters were in many areas polar opposites. Cindy was short and raven-haired, while Sophie was tall and lean, sporting long blonde hair with naturally curly hair. Cindy was shy and a little rebellious, Sophie extroverted, dutiful and polite.

"You call that boobs? They're barely bee-stings."

"That's because they're still growing, idiot." Sophie said, starting to get annoyed. "Please don't be like that all day, if you do none of us will have any fun. I can even come with you on the snuff rides, I can handle it, I promise!"

Cindy opted to not say much in return. Her sister made a fair point, but she was not going to admit that so easily. She didn't want to think of her parent's reaction if she came home without her sister so it was better not to risk it. Granted, there was always the risk she would get snuffed herself on one of the rides, but if she could choose she would make it through the day alive, even if it was Snuff Day.

"Let's go towards the main entrance and find Luna and Macy," Sophie said after a moment had passed.

"Yeah, that sounds good," Cindy replied, and they made their way towards the big entrance where above the sign of the park's logo there was a big, moving statue of a girl chopping a guy's head off. Though it was more common for girls to be snuffed, the park was open to both genders and everyone could ride any attraction and volunteer for the various games and shows the park offered.

"Hi girls!" Cindy greeted her two friends Luna and Macy, both having been just dropped off by Luna's dad. Cindy could feel her mood brightening immediately at the sight of her friends. Luna was averagely tall and had fiery red curls, green eyes and big, perky breasts. She'd been the most insistent on them going to the Death Park, nagging her friends about it for months. Cindy reckoned that there was a good chance they would return without her cheery, red-headed friend. Macy stood an inch taller than Luna, was olive skinned, had brown hair and small breasts. She was smart and hard working, and doing well in school with a bright future ahead of her. However, Cindy and Luna both knew that she also had a wild side and had to let loose once in a while. There was no telling what she might do during their stay at Death Park.

"Oh my God, I'm so excited for this!" Luna exclaimed, practically bouncing on the spot in excitement.

"Me too!" Cindy agreed, "even though..."

"Don't worry, we'll have fun together, won't we, Sophie?" Macy said. Being an only child herself she'd taken a liking to Sophie since they met.

"You bet!" Sophie cheered.

"Alright, let's line up for the queue!" Luna said, pointing towards the entrance. "I think there are some forms we have to sign!"

Once the girls had cleared the queues, signed their forms and collected their wristbands in which the park's own digital currency, SnuffCoins, could be stored, they finally made their way into the park itself. To the right were the family friendly area, and Macy was pointing towards it, wanting to take Sophie there. Cindy's gaze, however, was transfixed on the ride right in front of them, 'The Impaler'.

"Didn't you mom give you strict notice to not take Sophie on the snuff rides?" Macy said as soon as it was clear where the other girls wanted to go.

"It's not a problem, I can come with you! I signed the waiver too, you know!" Sophie said.

All of them looked at Cindy, who shrugged her shoulders. "I guess we can go. Why let mom ruin all the fun?" she finally said with a cheeky grin.

"Yay!" cried Sophie, leading the way towards the alluring ride.

The Impaler was a sort of pendulum ride with one arm, the tip of which had ten seats on either side, that could rotate freely in any direction. The ride was unpredictable and intense, tossing the riders about with abrupt movements high above the ground. For an added thrill each seat was equipped with a metal spit which was able to force its way through its victim from groin to head thanks to a powerful hydraulic mechanism inside the metal arm. The spit only had a small chance of being activated, but once it started its ascent there was no way of stopping it since the riders were firmly strapped down with metal bars.

The park had just opened, and most of the attendees seemed to have skipped ride completely, instead opting to venture deeper into the park immediately, and thus there was no queue. By the entrance to the queue there was a sign with information about the ride, a chart with the height requirement and the so-called "Snuff Score" of 2.5.

"What does that mean?" Cindy asked.

"I think the score is equal to the chance of getting snuffed in percent. If it's 2,5 then one in 40 who take the ride will be snuffed," Macy answered, making quick work of the math.

"But isn't that chance doubled since it's Snuff Day?" Luna asked. "Then it's one in 20!"

"Hey look, it has 20 seats! That means that one person is sure to die every time, right?" Cindy said enthusiastically. She could feel butterflies in her stomach already.

"I think so. Wanna go for it?" Macy said.

"You bet!" Luna cheered.

"Are you sure it's okay?" Cindy asked her younger sister with a mix of genuine concern and mockery.

"Of course, stupid!" Sophie snapped back.

"You know you die for real if you get snuffed right?"

"So what? What if I want to? Let's just do it!" Sophie said, starting to get angry.

"Wow, OK girls, let's go," Macy took charge and led the way.

The ride was nearing the end of the previous cycle when the girls arrived. It was only half full and the spit had been released into an empty chair, the shiny metal shimmering in the sunlight. The riders were tossed into one final somersault before the ride stopped and the metal bars around the riders' shoulders released. After all the riders had disembarked, the ride attendant ushered the new group in.

"Please step on board, girls. Enjoy!" the ride attendant said, gesturing for them to go forward. Like all the personnel at the park he was clad in a white t-shirt with the park's logo on it and fake, red bloodstains scattered in a random pattern all over it.

Cindy, Macy and Luna took a seat right next to each other, while Sophie, in an act of independence, chose to sit on the other side alongside nine other strangers. A flock of people were making their way towards the ride, zigzagging between the queue dividers. It wasn't long before the ride was full to the point where some people had to form a line and wait for the next ride.

Cindy had her two best friends to the right of her, and on her left sat a cute boy about the same age as her younger sister. They exchanged a friendly smile before they both concentrated on what was about to happen as the machinery started up.

A second or two later the ride plunged into the air, rotating wildly in all directions making the riders scream. Cindy couldn't tell up from down as it spun but put on a stoic face and remained silent, unlike both her two friends and the boy on her left who screamed wildly. Her feelings betrayed her though, when they suddenly came to a complete stop directly facing the ground thirty feet below them and she couldn't stop a little yelp from escaping her lips.

As suddenly as it had stopped the ride continued, tossing and turning the riders. With each passing second, the anticipation grew. When would the spit be released? Would it be quick or slow? And last but not least, who would get impaled?

Suddenly, Cindy felt something pushing against her crotch from below. Was it the spit!? She tried to feel the shape of it by wiggling her bottom against the protrusion. As far as she could tell it wasn't sharp, and it seemed to have stopped moving. 'What is that thing?!' Cindy wondered. She immediately got her answer when whatever was pushing against her nether regions started vibrating. She gasped in surprise, and so did Macy and Luna. The same must have just happened to them.

Cindy looked to her right, noticing that the boy had not made a sound at all for a while. He had a startled expression on his face, before he suddenly spat out some blood and tilted his head back, the unmistakable tip of a metal spit erupting from his throat, completing its destructive journey through his body.

It was quite an experience seeing someone die right next to her, and it certainly helped fuel the burning sensation in her crotch, which she relieved the best she could by grinding against the vibrating instrument below her. Cindy also felt relieved. Since the ride only snuffed one person per ride her sister was safe.

Feeling a burden lifted from her shoulders, Cindy focused on satisfying the peculiar itch between her legs, aided by the sight of the impaled boy next to her who who was still squirming. As the ride kept tossing the riders about some of his blood sprayed on her white t-shirt, decorating it with red splotches. The sight of the poor boy and the intense vibrations coming from below finally sent her over the edge, and she let out moans of pleasure as she finally came. Not long afterwards the ride was winding down, and the girls dismounted on wobbly legs.

"Wasn't that awesome?" Macy exclaimed, still a little out of breath.

"Totally!" Luna agreed.

"Even better than expected!" Cindy said. The trio went towards the exit where they waited for Sophie, admiring the sight of the impaled boy who appeared to have died by then. His friends, a middle-eastern looking girl and an east-Asian boy said their brief goodbyes before walking away grinning.

"...just like he wanted, how sweet!" Cindy heard the girl say as they walked past.

"I think people are used to snuff around here!" Luna remarked.

"I think I like that," said Macy, uncharacteristically. Luna smiled, anticipating that she might convince her friend to partake in some risky activities later on.

After half a minute of waiting there were no longer any people exiting the ride, but still no sign of Sophie. The girls looked at each other, then decided to walk to the back of the ride where Sophie had been seated alone, to find out where she'd gone.

Cindy had the wind knocked out of her when she saw her sister. A sharp metal spike, covered with blood and gore, was protruding out of Sophie's right shoulder, blood oozing from the wound. A stream of blood was coming out of her mouth and ran down her chest between her small tits down to her crotch, were her fingers were stimulating her horny little pussy as the girl chased an orgasm. Suddenly her body shook violently and the three friends watched in awe as the young girl came for the very last time. Sophie let out a gurgle, more blood spilling out between her smiling lips, before she went still and her head slumped forward, making the spit penetrate her body a couple of inches further.

"Wow," Macy said. That's the hottest thing I've ever watched."

"Maybe," said Cindy, "but mom will kill me when she finds out."

"Not if something else kills you first," Luna said with a cheeky grin, winking at her friend.

"Friend of yours?" a dark-haired worker in his mid twenties asked the girls, nodding towards the corpse of what had very recently been a living teen girl.

"Yeah, she's my sister," Cindy asked. The shock had faded but she hadn't yet processed what had just happened.

"Ah, I see. Looks like she enjoyed herself!" he said, gesturing towards Sophie's hand, still stuck under her pants. "I have to get her out of there, don't want the people in the queue waiting too long. You're welcome hang around if you want to, though."

"Can I ask you something?" Luna said while the worker loosened some screws on the ride that held the spit in place.

"Of course!" he replied cheerfully.

"I thought only one person got snuffed on each ride. How come there were two deaths this time?"

"Oh that's simple. Did you see the last ride?"

"Mhm," the girls answered in unison.

"No one got impaled on that one. We have to keep up with the quota one way or another, don't we?" the worker chuckled before grabbing the spit and pulling Sophie out of the ride in an impressive show of strength. Sophie slid a little further down, making a grotesque squelching noise, before her crotch hit a horizontal bar inserted into the metal rod, preventing her from sliding down any further.

"Oh, that makes sense," Luna said. Do you usually do that?"

"Nah, but it's Snuff Day, after all. The chance of getting snuffed is doubled, at least!"

"At least?!" Macy exclaimed.

"Well, it's kind of ... inside knowledge, so maybe I shouldn't tell you this, but the rides can be ... unpredictable today. Take care, ladies," the worker said, mounting the spit in a purpose-built stand so the girl could be put on display by the ride's entrance.

"Thanks, we will," Cindy said, leading her friends towards the exit.

"Oh by the way girls," the worker said, "is it alright with you if I undress your little friend over here? Nudity sells, even in Death Park."

"Sure," Cindy replied nonchalantly. "It's not like she cares, she's dead!"

"Thank you!" he cried after them and procured a knife from his pocket which he used to cut through Sophie's top and bra, exposing her lovely little breast buds with puffy pink nipples in a delightful shade of pink. He gave the left one a squeeze and relished its softness. 'God, how I love my job,' he thought.