Chapter 4: Cindy, Luna and Macy, part 2

"So … what do we do now?" Macy asked, twirling her brown curls around her finger.

"Let's check out the park!" Luna said, and so the girls went along the crowd of excited people flowing into the park. Cindy glanced over her shoulder to see her now naked sister being mounted for display by the entrance to the ride. A group of boys around the same age as Sophie walked up to the corpse and groped her, pinching her little boobies and thrusting their fingers into her holes. 'At least her body is useful for something' Cindy thought. She wondered if her mother's attitude was going to be as relaxed.

The path leading deeper into the park was lined with stalls on both sides, some containing shops selling food and drinks, as well as the usual fare of stuffed animals and the like, all exchangeable for the park's currency stored in the colored armbands worn by every attendee. They came pre-loaded with enough cash for buying a meal or two, and more currency could be either bought, or won or lost by participating in the various games and activities available.

The girls passed an assortment of attractions one could usually find at fares and events, such as ball tossing games where the victim, if their respective target was hit, would be beheaded, hanged or dropped into a tank of water with a lid on it, ensuring their death by drowning. It wasn't long before the girls found a game that caught their interest. By the of one of the stalls an eight or nine-year-old boy was holding three darts, getting ready to throw one of them with his right hand. He was not aiming for a dartboard or water balloons, but for two round targets painted in red and white on the plump behind of a naked young girl of around ten. The group of friends watched as the boy took aim, his tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth and a frown forming on his forehead as he concentrated. The first throw missed the girl completely and hit the wall behind with a smack. Unfazed, the boy took aim again and threw the next dart significantly harder. The dart hit the lower back of the girl, who yelped from the pain, though she didn't break her posture and continued to display her behind proudly. A few drops of blood trickled from the wound and ran down towards her ass.

"Oof, that looks painful," Cindy commented.

"But doesn't it look kinda hot too?" Macy said, watching the game with keen interest.

"I think it does," Luna chimed in, trying to subtly rub her thighs together.

The boy threw his last arrow, determined to make it count this time. With a whoosh it cut through the air and embedded itself just within the border of the right target. The girl let out yet another yelp while the boy raised his arms and celebrated with an adorable victory cry. He ran up to his parents to celebrate, and they cheered for him while pointing him towards the stall's counter where he could collect the prize points on his armband.

"I want to try!" Cindy said, and walked up to the counter.

"That'll be five Snuffcoins, please," the worker manning the counter said. She appeared to be around sixteen and looked bored. Cindy put her armband under the scanner, and with a beep the transaction registered. Her new balance of forty-five Snuffcoins flashed on the screen right above it and the disinterested girl behind the counter handed her the darts. "You get three coins for hitting the target, ten for the bullseye. Good luck," she said with a fake smile and stepped aside to not risk getting hit, before turning her attention to her phone again.

Cindy took a moment to examine the darts. They were lighter than she expected, not even half the weight of the ones belonging to the dartboard hanging in the basement at home. The tip was much thinner too. Getting hit by one of them would no doubt be painful, but they weren't going to cause any serious injuries unless they hit the eyes, which in this park actually was a very real possibility given the complete and deliberate lack of safety equipment.

Cindy lined herself up to take the shot, slightly sideways and one leg in front of the other, just like her dad had taught her when throwing darts. It was the same girl as before with the darts removed and blood wiped off, but with the same spirit. She looked back and smiled at Cindy before she assumed her position again, wiggling her cute little bottom at her.

The first dart missed and pierced the girls thigh. She jerked in response making her ass jiggle delectably before she took a deep breath and lined herself up again, allowing Cindy to aim her second dart. She threw it harder than the last one and it immediately produced results when the dart pierced the girl's right butt-cheek, just inside the target, scoring Cindy three coins.

Cindy took a second to aim extra carefully and take a breath to steady herself for the last throw. As soon as she let go she had the feeling it was a good one. She watched the red tail of the dart fly through the air and plunge right into the bullseye painted on the girl's left buttock. The tip pierced the skin, fat and muscle easily and didn't stop until it was lodged firmly into the girl's flesh, the wound producing a trickle of blood instead of the few drops seen before. Despite this, and the pain she was obviously in, the girl turned around and smiled at Cindy, revealing her little puppy-fat titties in the process.

"Congratulations!" she cheered. The worker behind the counter entered something on the computer, and Cindy held armband to the scanner again, the balance this time going up.

"Well done!" Luna cheered, giving her a hug.

"Thanks!" Cindy said. Although the last dart had been quite lucky she still felt proud of her achievement. "Where's Macy?" she asked, when she realized that her friend wasn't around.

"I think we'll see her any second!" Luna replied.

"What do you mean?" Cindy said, confused.

Luna pointed towards the back of the stall to the little plinth which the living target stood on. The girl she'd hit had just gotten help from the girl manning the counter to have the darts removed from her legs and butt, and was walking out the back through a well concealed door. Just after, her replacement arrived.

Macy strolled in confidently with her hands on her hips. She was stark naked, the only hint of cover being the two circular targets painted with read and white on her breasts. In the center of the targets were Macy's light brown nipples, unpainted and bare for anyone to see.

Macy's friends were shocked to see her like this. Normally she was very proper and modest, never flirting with boys or even wearing any revealing clothing. Clearly something had happened to their dear friend as she walked into this park, causing her to voluntarily strip nude and having sharp darts thrown at her bare body. They both had to admit though, she did look very sexy as she stood up on the stage waiting for someone to pierce her tits by way of darts.

She did not have to wait long, as catcalls and whistles erupted from a gang of boys that happened to pass by soon after. Macy took no offense. On the contrary, she pushed her boobies together with her arms and acted as suggestively as she could to entice them even more. She even turned around and wiggled her perky bottom at them, making the gang even rowdier. The group then seemed to discuss something, and after a while one of them emerged and approached the counter.

"Go get her!" the boys called. "Throw some darts into those tits!"

As soon as Macy saw how the boy handled the darts her confident expression faded slightly. It was obvious that this was not his first time handling throwing darts and his muscled arms scared her, but it was also enticing in its own special way. Macy proudly stood up straight and pushed her chest outwards, bravely facing the first dart. The boy took a moment to feel the weight of it, then visualized his throw, before he confidently launched it towards the young girl's tender breasts. There was a moment of tense silence in front of the stall while the sharp tip flew against its target. A crowd of onlookers had gathered, cheering for the boy.

The silence was interrupted by a loud squeal, coming from Macy as the dart embedded itself in her left breast, just over the nipple. Blood immediately started flowing from the wound in a small trail down her stomach towards her pussy, from where it either dripped down from her nether lips or continued down the inside of her thigh. The boy had thrown with significantly more force than the previous contestants and the dart went in deep, but Macy still stood up straight again, ready for more.

The second dart was in the air before long, this time hitting the bullseye dead on and piercing Macy's left nipple. She let out a squeal again and had to bend down for a moment, before she took a deep breath and braced herself for the talented boy's final throw.

The boy took aim and threw the final dart just as confidently as the first two, despite the pressure from his friends and the small crowd that had gathered there. This time he aimed for Macy's right nipple, and sure enough, he hit the other bullseye too. Both of Macy's nipples were now impaled and she writhed from the pain, but still with a smile on her face. The boy collected his well deserved prize money and was soon on his way with his group of friends, all expressing their amazement at his achievement.

Cindy and Luna waited a few minutes while Macy got cleaned up backstage, and when she emerged she was back in her usual attire, though without a bra under her white t-shirt.

"It hurts more with my bra, so I figured I'd just leave it. Besides, doesn't this look cool?" she said and pointed down to her chest. Her small wounds were still bleeding a little, and three distinct red dots were forming on her t-shirt.

"Sure," Cindy said indifferently, putting on her chilled out facade. Deep inside, though, she felt a peculiar tingling sensation inside her growing stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, Cindy felt her phone vibrate. She maneuvered it out of her needlessly small right pocket and read the notification, her heart skipping a beat when she saw who the text was from.

"What is it?" Luna asked, noticing her friend's concerned facial expression.

"It's from my mom," Cindy said briefly, unlocking her phone to read the full text.

"Uh oh, is someone in trouble?" Luna asked, teasing her friend. She knew how strict Cindy's parents could be, in contrast to her own who usually let her do whatever she wanted to. They had in fact not objected to her visit to the park at all, seemingly completely onboard with the idea that their daughter might not return. Perhaps, Luna thought, they already had enough on their plate dealing with her other four siblings.

"I think so. Like, for real. She's mad!" Cindy replied, reading the long rant from her mother written exclusively in caps lock. The snuffing of Sophie had triggered a notification to be sent to her parents, who were not happy to find out their youngest daughter had just taken her last breath.

"… YOU BETTER GET YOURSELF SNUFFED TOO YOUNG LADY, DON'T YOU DARE TO COME HOME!" read the last sentence of the text. Cindy read it out loud to her friends, but before any of them could react Macy's phone started ringing. Macy quickly showed her screen to the others before answering, letting them know her own mom was on the other line.

Cindy and Luna watched with fascination as the brunette was lectured by her very strict mom, her sharp, nasal voice penetrating through the little speaker. After a couple of minutes of strict talking to, Macy finally answered with a simple "OK, mom" and hung up, cutting of her mother in the middle of a lengthy sentence. Then turning off her phone, looking angry,

"What was it?" Cindy asked.

"Well, my mom is mad that I'm here. I kinda told her we were just going to the mall, cause I'm supposed to cook for my uncle's wedding next month, remember?"

"Oh yeah of course, you told us like six months ago I almost forgot" Luna said.

"Well, I don't want to cook for my stupid uncle, I've never liked him anyway. He's super creepy. But I guess my mom's status in her family is more important than what I want. So I've decided to hell with it all. I'll get snuffed today. That'll show her!"

Cindy was speechless, her mouth open in surprise, realizing what was happening. It was Luna who broke the silence, throwing her arms into the air and cheering.

"Whoohoo!" she cheered, "you know what this means right? We can all get snuffed today! We can do whatever we want! Come here girls!" she said, bringing them all together for a group hug. Luna's cheerfulness and excitement soon carried over to her friends, and they began cheering together, not caring about the curious looks cast in their directions from passersby.

Cindy felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She realized that she didn't have to worry about anything anymore. She didn't have to clean her room the next day. She didn't have to study for the math test next week, or choose a dress for the school ball. All her responsibilities were void, and all she had to think about was making the most of her last few hours together with her best friends.

"So," Cindy asked after they calmed down a but. "How do you want to get snuffed?"

"I've not thought much about it to be honest. I mean, up until two minutes ago I was pretty sure I was going to end up on someone's plate. And I don't mind cooking, actually I think I'd like it, as long as it's not for my asshole of an uncle!" Macy said. It felt good to get her true feelings out there, as she was normally very considerate and did what was expected of her, not protesting even if she felt it differently.

"Haha, you don't have to worry about that! Unless he's here today…." Luna joked.

"Gods no! My mom told me he's away for a business trip this week. Probably cheating on his wife to be already. Anyways, how do you guys wanna snuff it?"

"I'm not sure either," Cindy admitted.

"I'm open to a lot of things," Macy shot in. "How about we 'shop around' a bit first? See what seems exciting? We have plenty of time yet."

"Good idea!" Cindy agreed, and the girls were on their way.

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"What's going on here?" Macy asked curiously after they had walked around the park a bit, seeing a flock of people around some kind of an arena. The girls could not see what was going on in the middle, but judging by the crowd's enthusiastic shouting and cheering something exciting was taking place. The trio moved in closer to get a better look.

Two girls, both around the same age as the three friends were fighting with real swords in the middle of the arena, completely in the nude. On one side was a petite blonde, almost completely flat chested, but with a fit, athletic body. On the left was a curvy brunette, who despite standing a head taller than her opponent appeared to be struggling. She already had a big gash running over her right thigh, oozing dark red blood down her leg. On her left arm was a similar cut, while the blonde's skin was still unbroken.

The clashing of metal pierced the roar of the crowd as the curvy teen tried to fight against her smaller competitor, but the blonde kept up her energy, until suddenly there was a particularly loud clang and the bigger girl's sword fell to the ground. For a moment she was stunned, a moment the blonde made use of to the fullest and swung her sword with vigor. The brunette cried out in pain as her right hand was separated from her body, the sharp metal cutting cleanly through flesh and bone. She fell to the ground, clutching her right wrist, blood spraying from the fresh wound. The blonde towered triumphantly above her, the question on everyone's minds now was how she would finish off her opponent. Would she slit her throat or stab her heart, giving her a quick death? Or would she draw it out and make use of the power she had over the other girl's fate?

The brunette decided to take matters into her own hands, or rather remaining hand, as she laid back, raised her knees and spread her legs wide. With the fingers of her left hand she reached down and spread her plump lower lips apart and smiled up to the other girl. She quickly got the message and knelt down in the sand, carefully lining up her sword with the eager, pink pussy before her. She took a breath to steady herself and then thrust the sword deep into the brunette's abdomen, keeping up the pressure until the hilt made contact with the brunette's clit.

The curvy girl coughed blood but the smile didn't leave her lips as the sword tore up her insides. The blonde then drew the sword out, causing blood to gush out of the poor brunette's ruined pussy. She was getting paler by the second and looked like she might pass out anytime, but still she kept smiling. The blonde calmly put the tip of the now bloody sword against her rib cage, just above her tit, and pressed the blade down between her ribs until it pierced her heart. The brunette gasped, then went limp, her eyes staring into nothing.

Applause erupted from the crowd as the competition now had a winner, and the blonde raised her arms to receive the people's appreciation. She left her opponent like that, with a sword still embedded in her torso, and walked off into the "backstage" area.

"Wow! That's so cool!" Luna exclaimed. "Any of you wanna join me?"

"Wait what? Are you going to volunteer for that??" Macy said, shocked. "You'll get yourself killed!"

"We just agreed to get snuffed today, remember? That means we'll die, in case you haven't noticed."

"Are you sure about this though? That looked like it hurt. Like, a lot!" Cindy said.

"But doesn't it look exciting?" Macy argued. "I would like to experience that rush. And if I get killed, so be it." And with that she went off towards a tent with a big sign on top saying "Volunteer here!". Cindy and Macy decided to stay put and watch until their friend would hopefully enter the arena.

A speaker entered the middle of the arena, right after a team of workers had removed the fresh corpse and covered up the pool of blood with sand and straw.

"Now folks, that was something, wasn't it? We have a new duel for you coming up though, so stay put! And remember, we're always looking for volunteers! Volunteering is quick, easy and fun!"

"And lethal," Macy shot in, making Cindy giggle.

"And now, for our next duel: In the left corner, we have Sarah!"

The crowd cheered as a sweet little girl, looking to be around 12 or at most 13 years old entered the arena, smiling and waving to the spectators. She was adorable, with slightly curly dirty brown hair down to her shoulders, a cute bespectacled face and a figure nearer a child's than a woman's, with tiny little breast bumps on her chest and narrow hips, though above her pussy she'd sprouted a small tuft of dark, curly hair. She didn't exactly look like someone you'd expect to win a fight against anyone, and in particular not her opponent, who was introduced as Devon and walked into the arena from the right. He looked to be around 16 years of age, raven haired and had a fit, toned body with wide shoulders.

The presenter handed them their weapons, knives this time, and counted down from three signalling the start of the match.

"Do they switch weapons every time you think?" Macy asked curiously.

"Seems like it, makes it more interesting to watch more matches in a row I guess. This girl can't possibly last long though, just look at the guy!" Cindy replied.

She was right. At first the girl did nothing but run around, trying to get as far away from her opponent as she could, while the boy calmly paced towards her, not wasting his energy chasing the girl around but rather letting her exhaust herself. After a few minutes of this cat and mouse game the girl started to tire and Devon upped his pace. After several close encounters he was finally able to make contact and used his long, strong legs to trip her legs, causing the girl to land face first into the sand and lose the grip on her knife. Devon grabbed the girl by her hair, threw the knife far away and was about to plunge his blade into her back when he suddenly stopped. He turned the girl around so that she was facing him, and it became clear that she was speaking. None of the audience could tell what she was saying because of the distance and the din of the crowd, but they soon got their answer as Devon appeared to think for a second, then releasing his hold on the girl as a devious smile appeared on his lips.

Rather than escape the girl simply laid back and spread her legs wide, revealing her most intimate parts to the audience and to Devon, who knelt down between her legs and stroked his already hard dick a few times before thrusting into her pussy. The girl moaned in pain as he brutally took her virginity though she didn't stop smiling, even thrusting her hips against his, seemingly relishing the pain while she moaned sweetly.

The couple's actions roused the audience who cheered them on enthusiastically.

"Is that even allowed?" asked Cindy.

"Well it must be, since no one has stopped them yet," answered Macy, who found herself very aroused by the sight, almost making her want to volunteer herself if it meant getting fucked by a handsome boy before getting killed.

The boy was thrusting faster now, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he chased a climax, still with the knife in hand ready to end the girl's life as he came.

That, however, was not to happen as what transpired next happened quickly and unexpectedly for all parties. Suddenly, right as the boy spurted his first burst of cum into the young girl's tight pussy, she tumbled around, quick as a fox, and while the boy was distracted by his orgasm she took the knife from his hand. Just as he realized what was happening she put it against his throat and sliced deeply, red blood spewing forth onto the sand below, his cock still spitting white cum onto the ground.

The boy grabbed his throat and thrashed around in the sand, his energy draining rapidly, and after just a few moments he fell unconscious and only the occasional spasm ran through his body.

Victoriously the girl raised her arms and the crowd erupted in applause at her surprise victory over her Goliath, and she walked out of the arena with a look of pride on her cute face, droplets of blood and cum running down her legs.

"Genius!" exclaimed Cindy, happy that the girl had managed to deceive her seemingly unbeatable opponent, exploiting his apparent weakness. The presenter appeared again, introducing the next combatants.

"Oh look," Macy said, pointing towards the arena. "Luna is there!"

"And the girl from before!" Cindy eagerly pointed out as the petite but athletic blonde walked out on the field once more.

"Uh oh, I think Luna is in trouble," Macy said worriedly, remembering how the other girl had previously dominated her opponent despite her size disadvantage. "But why is she walking from the same side as Macy?"

"I think it's a team battle!" Cindy said a moment before the second team was announced. It consisted of a pair of what had to be twins, judging by their strikingly similar appearance and age. Both had olive skin and dark, curly hair, tall, lean bodies and similar faces with dark brown eyes, strongly indicating that they were of Mediterranean heritage. They looked about twelve, the boy having a wild bush of curly dark hair above his privates already, his member standing proudly erect and quite sizeable for his age. The girl either had no hair growth yet or had shaven completely smooth, and though the audience could not see the glistening wetness between her legs there was no mistaking the perkiness of her big, dark brown nipples on her budding chest.

The fight was quite evenly matched, metal clanging as the nude teens thrust at each other, neither pair able to break through. Luna and her teammate were doing well though, the blonde's confidence and Luna's size difference, being a head taller than the rest, contributing to their advantage. The fight went on for a while until suddenly, to the surprise of both audience and herself, Luna managed to breach the younger girl's defense and embed her sword straight into her chest, breaching her skin above her left breast and stabbing her heart. The other combatants stopped to look at the beautiful girl as she immediately dropped dead, landing on her back with the sword still planted in her, her eyes wide open in surprise as she lay motionless, a pool of blood forming in the sand beneath her.

The boy looked surprised for a moment, before a big grin appeared on his face and he tossed his weapon away. He raised his arms slightly, turning the palms of his hands against the two girls to signal to them that they could do whatever they wanted to him. The two girls looked at each other for a second before the feisty blonde took control and held her sword toward his neck, ordering him to lay down on the ground. Once there she swiftly climbed on top of him and put his dick into her wet, eager hole and started riding him, though still clutching her sword tightly in her right hand. Luna decided to join in on the fun, climbing on top of his head and grinding her crotch against his face. The boy, having the time of his life, eagerly grabbed Luna's smooth, soft thighs and eagerly licked her pussy while he looked up towards her supple, bouncing breasts.

A small moan beside her alerted Cindy to the fact that Macy was quite turned on by the spectacle before her, so much so that the usually modest girl was touching herself in public, her right hand under her skirt. A brief second of eye contact between the two girls caused Macy to quickly withdraw her hand.

"Oh! Sorry, I-I got a little carried away there," she said apologetically.

"Hey, don't worry, you're not the only one," Cindy said pointing towards the other people around them in the crowd, most of which were engaged in some kind of sexual activity, some couples even making love down on the grass without any care for who might look. Not that many cared much, in fact most people seemed to treat it as completely normal and were not making any fuss about it at all. For Cindy and Macy, who were both sheltered from sex and violence by their parents, at least as much as possible in a world where sexual snuff and cannibalism was to some extent normal, this behavior was as shocking as it was arousing.

"To be honest, I was thinking about doing the same myself. Watching these guys just make me … tingle, you know?" Cindy said and let her hand slip under the lining of her pants. Macy gave an understanding smile to her friend before her own hand, fingers already wet and sticky with her juices, returned to her pussy. They both turned again to watch the center of the arena.

All three of them were getting closer to climax by the second, judging by their flushed faces and heavy breathing. Luna came first, grinding her pussy all over the boy's face and covering him with her juices before she turned over and laid down in the sand to catch her breath. The blonde came next, and the contractions of her tight pussy on his cock caused the boy to spurt his seed into her, impressively having the stamina to outlast both girls. The girl sat still for a moment and enjoyed the twitching of the dick inside her as she was creampied. Cindy though she was either unafraid of pregnancy or planned to get snuffed before the day was over anyway. She hoped it was the latter.

The blonde stood up with the sword in her hands, cum dripping down the inside of her left thigh, and in one deft motion thrust the tip of the sword into the boy's heart, taking her second life of the day. The boy gasped, a lock of surprise and pain on his face, before his whole body relaxed and a blissful smile appeared on his lips while he died the same way as his sister.

Cindy climaxed with a sweet little squeak of pleasure right as the crowd erupted into cheers at the boy's death. She held her hand out awkwardly for a moment, not knowing what to do about her wet fingers. Suddenly, Macy grabbed her hand and put Cindy's fingers in her mouth, licking the juices from them.

"What are you doing?" Cindy said in surprise.

"Oh," Macy giggled, revealing some slight insecurity about her own daring actions, "haven't you wondered what other girls taste like before?"

"Umm, maybe, but I usually don't go around licking other girls' fingers."

"Didn't you like it?" Macy frowned slightly.

"I didn't say I didn't like it, just caught me by surprise is all." Cindy smiled and gently touched Macy's shoulder. "How did I taste?"

"Very nice," Macy said with a sly smile on her lips. "Come on, let's go find Luna," she said and walked off, her bra-less breasts bouncing pleasingly with each step.

Cindy stood motionless for a second, taking in what had just happened while she admired her friend's backside. Her long brown curls swayed as she walked, and her skirt danced over her soft thighs. "She does have really nice legs,' Cindy though to herself as she followed, new exciting emotions raging inside of her.