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Ultracasual, Consensual, Snuff Club, Female/Male/Trans Guro, Bisexual, Pregnancy,

Cannibalism, Beheading, Gutting, Debreasting, Penis Cutting, Eye Torture

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It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. Hope you’ll enjoy. Be warned that in this one everyone gets their share of the blade. Also, I hope you don’t mind me illustrating my story here :)

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PART 1/3

“Honey, don’t I look too slutty?”

“I think you don’t look slutty enough,” replied the husband. “You only get snuffed once, you know.”

Ann looked at the mirror and agreed. She took her bra off and checked the reflection again. She saw a woman in her thirties with all the correct shapes. She had short dark hair and glasses. She was wearing a very short skirt and a long unbuttoned sweater with its sides falling down loosely revealing most of her big breasts swollen with milk and protruding pregnant belly.

George was right, she thought, girls gotta love this outfit now. She got wet just by looking at herself. After a while she decided to get rid of her panties too.

Suddenly a doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it!” offered Ann.

She hurried to the door inpatient to meet her friends. But when she opened it, she saw a young woman, a blonde with big breasts and a shirt with a very inappropriate neckline.

“Oh,” the guest was confused. “George told me you were snuffed…”

“I will be today,” laughed Ann. “Come on in.”

The wife let the girl in and turned to the living room.

“Honey! My replacement is here!”

George came to the door and kissed the guest on the lips. Meanwhile Ann noticed a car pulling over next to their house. Her heart started racing again. She turned to her husband and his lover.

“You two have a good fuck while I’m being snuffed!”

She kissed George one last time, very passionately. Not knowing how to say goodbyes to her replacement, she kissed her too. Then she headed to the car that was patiently waiting in their driveway. She waved her husband one last time and got in, excited to meet her very painful, she hoped, end.

***

Ann sat between her childhood friends as the car rolled out.

“Was George upset that we’re taking you with us?” asked Emily.

She was a thin woman with a flaming red mass of hair. She was wearing jean shorts and a bikini top over her round breasts.

“Are you serious?” laughed Ann. “He was excited! He has this new slut he likes to fuck and we were already planning on killing me. You girls invited me just at the right time.”

“You’re so lucky,” stated Olivia. “My hubby didn’t want to let me go.”

Olivia was a chubby girl with massive, sagging breasts. She was wearing a dress that purposefully did a very bad job at hiding her shapes. Her body was a testament of several childbirths she had behind her but she was very proud of it. She had a big tattoo that spelled “WHORE” over her tits.

“How did you convince him to go?” asked Ann. “Won’t he miss fucking you?”

“No, he won't,” laughed Olivia.

The chubby woman grinned and reached inside her purse. She took out a leathery object that girls quickly identified as a severed penis. They all bursted out laughing.

“What about your children?” inquired Ann, unknowingly caressing her pregnant belly. “Did you find someone to take care of them?”

“Nah, I just sold them as meat. How do you think I’m paying for all of this?” She laughed and then she leaned forward towards Maggie and her husband, who was driving. “What about you two? Did you have your last fuck before snuffing?”

The last of the friends had long brown hair. She wasn’t as shapeful as some of her companions and her beasts weren’t as big. She was wearing very attractive stockings and a yellow tunic, long enough to barely cover her massive cock.

“Oh, I’m not getting snuffed tonight,” she protested. “I will be the one snuffing instead. I don’t want to leave Mark alone.”

“You know that’s not a problem right?” asked her husband. “We talked about it.”

“I’m not changing my mind.”

“Nevertheless,” interrupted Emily, “we’re gonna have a lot of fun tonight.”

“What about your husband, Emy?” asked Olivia. “Was he ok with it all? You were just married after all.”

“Yeah, we’re meeting at the club,” replied the redhead. “We’re getting snuffed together. I thought we could get strangled while holding each other. That would be so romantic.”

***

The car stopped just outside of the building. The neon sign said “Bite Club”. It was the most exclusive snuff club in the city. The women left the car and started giggling with excitement.

“Have fun, girls!” shouted Mark. “And Maggie, don’t feel shy to change your mind.”

With that he closed the door and left them at the club’s doorstep.

The women, ever so excited, carried on to the entry. They approached the bouncer, a tall, muscular man standing near a barrel with a fire inside it. He was completely naked with his impressive penis erect. The friends giggled, but they showed him their tickets without a comment. He briefly appraised them and made no trouble to let them in.

“Do any of you girls wanna stay intact tonight?” he asked before they walked past him.

Maggie raised her hand. The bouncer nodded, turned around and picked up a branding rod from the barrel.

“I’m gonna need your tit,” he claimed.

Maggie’s penis noticable twitched under her tunic. She grabbed the apparel by its shoulder and ripped it as strongly as she could. She exposed her right breast to the man and he wasted no time to apply the rod to her tit. A sizzling sound and smell of burning skin filled the air as Maggie squirmed with pain. When it was finished, the bouncer peeled the rod off her skin and let them through. Meggie’s breast now had a freshly burned “X” mark on it. She made no effort to hide it nor to cover her nipple.

They felt very welcome inside the club. They were greeted by a waitress, a young, maybe even a teenage, girl wearing only an apron. She led the friends to their alcove and while they got themselves comfortable, she started proposing food options for the night.

“Can I interest you in having me spit roasted?” she asked. “Appart from our standard menu, this is our club’s speciality.”

“I’d love to eat her, don’t you, girls?” prompted Olivia, the obese woman.

All the other girls nodded eagerly.

“I’ll get your drinks before I go get slaughtered,” proposed the waitress.

The excitement filled the air. Olivia was openly playing with her massive tits through the fabric of her dress. Ann caressed her pregnant belly and smiled while looking around. Maggie’s penis started to get hard and peeked out from beneath her tunic. Emily, the redhead, tried to find something on the club’s massive floor. The atmosphere was filled with modern music and moaning.

Finally Emily squeaked. She jumped out of the alcove and stopped two naked men that were passing by. Her friends quickly recognised her newlywed husband, Michael. The redhead greeted her other half with a sluttiest kiss she could do. Her hand momentarily went down to his cock.

“Good to see you, Emily,” said the man of her life. “We were just talking about you. Could you give us head?”

“Right from the bat, huh?” commented the redhead, but she tied her hair instantly. “Sure!” she agreed while crouching before his cock.

Michael then grabbed a knife from the women’s table and started cutting her throat. Emily started making wet, gargling sounds while the blade sliced her neck deeper and deeper. Her blood squirted out turning her husband red. When her head was severed, her body dropped on the floor. The husband looked into his bride’s dying eyes and then started impaling her on his cock. His friend put his penis inside her mouth and two members met inside the redhead’s throat. The men started to make out while their cocks were brutally stretching the head’s insides in order to rub one against the other.

The other women watched speechlessly as their friend met her humiliating end as a disposable fucktoy for the man she trusted the most.

They were so excited. It was going to be a great night.