(Ultracasual, Incest, Loli/Shota, F and M guro, Cannibalism, Pissing, Edging, Trains)


PART 1

Morning light entered the train station building and created magnificent rays. The air was filled with usual noise and clutter. Speakers announced the departure of a train. An old lady was mopping blood from the floor. She was indifferently putting pieces of the girl into a bin. It was just a boring Saturday morning.

The cleaning lady noticed another family entering the building. She glanced over a woman in her fifties and a bunch of children. ‘She was busy’, she thought to herself counting children, ‘how the hell wasn’t she snuffed already?’ There was also no husband to be seen.

The woman, wearing a blue sundress and a straw hat with a wide brim, had one of her breasts exposed. She was breastfeeding a baby while the other children were carrying the luggage. Her body had a nice shape, but despite a good diet and regular exercise, was giving up to age and many childbirths. Her name was Hanne.

“I still think it’s unusual for us to go on a vacation,” said John, the eldest son. He just graduated as a senior high school student.

“I know, my boss was a prick. But I solved that problem. Honey, will you help me with the luggage?”

John grabbed mom’s suitcase, but grunted when trying to get it up the stairs.

“For fuck’s sake, mom, what did you pack?!”

“A woman needs her essentials,” replied Hanne nonchalantly.

Seeing how the other children were already up the stairs, she decided she should help. She took the baby off the breast and threw it into a garbage bin. Then she grabbed a suitcase along with her son and together they managed to drag it all the way up. Her one breast was still exposed.

Tired and sweaty, she led her children to the cash desk. The clerk was a young, very pretty black lady with her dark hair made up into a bun.

“Welcome to the Hudson Railway,” she started officially, then she lowered her voice. “Ma’am, your tit’s out.”

“Oh, right!” Hanne corrected her dress and laughed nervously. “How much is the ticket to Garrotville?”

“It’s twenty six dollars for an adult and thirteen for a reduced ticket. The train leaves at eleven.”

“Right… How many of these little fuckers do I have?”

She counted her children quickly. There were eight of them: three boys and five girls.

“Fuck…I have only hundred twenty…”

She thought for a second.

“Rosie, honey, you said, you didn’t want to go on vacation, didn’t you?”

“Yes, mom. I don’t wanna go on the train. It’s boring.”

“That’s good, actually. Can you hand me your knife, please?”

Rosie took off her backpack and found a sharp combat knife. Every ten year old wanted to have one of these. Hers was with a Hello Kitty motif.

Hanne took the knife from her daughter, turned her around and started cutting her neck. Two squirts of blood shot into the air and landed on a floor, the cash desk and the clerk herself.

“One full priced and seven reduced, please,” asked Hanne with a smile.

She then put the severed head of her daughter on a desk and took out her purse in order to pay.

After they left, the cleaning lady walked to the cash desk, unhappy to dispose of another body this morning.

***

Hanne was waiting patiently on a platform, resting her arm on her giant briefcase. John was sitting next to her with Rosie’s head on his lap. He was looking into her dead eyes, playing with her hair and by the look of his bulged trousers, he was developing a new kink. Hanne smiled. She sure hoped he'd snuff her like that one day.

Her two youngest children, Ver and Walt, were playing tag near the train tracks. Jack and Tom were playing cards, Vanessa was drawing and the eldest daughter, Lizani, was watching TV on a shop window. It was set on the news channel. The anchor was having an interview about a murder case in a corporation.

“We don’t really care if our manager gets snuffed, or not. But stealing is something we simply cannot accept.”

“Lizani, honey, why don’t you come over?” asked Hanne. “TV is bad for your sight.”

“Mom, I’m already wearing glasses!”

Lizani was a teenage girl with black hair and big, round glasses. She was still thin, but recently her breast grew exponentially. She started being very popular with the boys. Hanne was sure she would finish high school pregnant or snuffed. Right now, however, she was still uneasy with her body. She was wearing an oversized shirt with long sleeves. There was a naked woman cut in half printed on it - the newest album cover of Marixxa. The artist was very popular with teenage girls.

“Why don’t you listen to some music?” proposed Hanne. “Since when are you interested in the news, anyway?”

Lizani obliged, happy to fight boredom with something remotely fun. Meanwhile a young pair walked by.

“Oh, wow!” exclaimed the woman. “That’s quite a gathering.”

“Thank you…?”

“Their father must be very proud,” guessed the man.

“Actually, they have different fathers,” explained Hanne. “I had John and Lizani with my first husband. But then I snuffed him when he lost his high paying job. My second husband was quite fun, but I killed him during our wedding reception, just after he impregnated me with Vanessa over there. My third marriage was very stable. He fucked me everyday and made me Jack, Tom (she pointed at the boys playing cards) and Rosie (she patted the severed head). He never wanted to snuff me though, so I chopped his dick off and killed him.”

“What about those two?” the woman pointed at Ver and Walt, still playing at the train tracks.

“I never got remarried, actually. I got a job and fucked my way up the corporate ladder. As for those two… Can’t have an omelette without breaking an egg, right?”

“Mom,” asked John, “what about Jesse?”

“Who?”

“You know, the one you threw into the trash?”

“Oh yeah, right! Forgot about that one!” she laughed nervously.

“That was a nice story,” said the woman. “I’m Camila and this is my husband Robert.”

“Yes, we’re on our honeymoon, actually,” added Robert.

“We’re going to Garrotville. He’s going to snuff me there. I hope to last a full night of fucking and torture.”

She kissed her husband with love.

“What about you? Where are you headed?”

“I think there’s our train.” Hanne cut the conversation.

There was, in fact, a red locomotive approaching the platform. The heavy vehicle rammed into the station, ran over Ver and Walt changing them into bloody minced meat and then hit the brakes. With a loud grind it slowed to a stop.

“Ok, children, gather your things!” ordered Hanne. “Vanessa, your luggage is over there. No, Tom, leave this suitcase. There are only Ver’s and Walt’s things in there. Chop, chop, or it will leave without us!”

***

The train left punctually at eleven. Hanne and her children carried their luggage to their compartments. They were assigned two sleeping compartments, each having four banks. Hanne pushed her heavy suitcase into a corner. One of its wheels fell off and it was even more unhandy. John put his suitcase on his bank and Rosie’s head right on it. Jack and Tom took the upper banks. Lizani and Vanessa left their luggage in the other compartment and came by to spend the time together.

Riding a train quickly became mundane. They played some card games, even tried to develop some new ones, but it was just a matter of waiting out the trip. John got bored of the games and took Rosie’s head once again. He played with her hair, touched her dead lips, he was in a trance. At one point he slowly unzipped his pants and discreetly took his hard penis out. He started touching Rosie’s lips with it. There was already some precum on his tip.

Despite his wishes, the whole family noticed it. Jack and Tom started rubbing their hardening crotches, Lizani blushed and side-eyed him constantly and Vanessa bit her lips, staring straight into her brother’s member.

A while later their compartment’s door opened. There was a tall, handsome man with a cart.

“Mom, can we have something to drink?” asked Jack.

“Sure, honey, let me check things out.”

She approached the man and smiled innocently.

“I would like to have…” She counted quickly. “Six waters. Can I pay you with a head? I’m quite low on cash right now.”

She ripped the top of her dress to expose her breast better. The man was confused at first.

“Sure, I guess,” he replied.

Hanne unzipped the man’s pants and took his penis out. She stroked it for several seconds in order to get it hard, then she took it into mouth. She made sure her children would see it. It was about time they learned this stuff.

Although she was giving this blowjob out of necessity, she actually enjoyed it very much. The man’s dick was big, clean and he pushed it into her mouth with her rhythm. She felt her pussy getting wet.

After a few minutes the cart boy took his member out. He grunted and shot a huge load of cum. A strip after strip of a sticky white liquid landed on her face covering it almost completely.

“Thank you, ma’am,” sighed the man with relief. “Here’s your complementary water.”

Then he left her with the water, cum-covered face and realization she didn’t have to go through it in the first place.

“At least I had a good dick,” she explained herself to her children.