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Last Breath



(asphyxiation, necro, snuff, rape)



"Help!" Lisa yelled, but there was no one to help in the alleyway.

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**Chapter 1 – A Good Day**



Until two hours ago, Dr. Aster Good had never left Fortress before, and she isn’t sure it was a good idea.



She leans forward towards the window. The ground outside is lined with what looks like long stands of twitching muscle tissue. This is what got caught in the tracks. The Armoured Penetrator II, although capable of reaching deeper into infected territories, is not meant to go to the heart of them. That it got as far as it has is a combination of good luck and careful driving.



Hoping to break free, she revs the engine one more time. The vehicle whines at her then lurches forward about an inch before snapping back. A flashing light alerts her it’s about to overheat again.

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# A hot Day



It all started with taking a bath together.



They had spent the day exploring the area, a rather hot, sunny day for that matter. She had been wearing a white t-shirt loosely covering her ample breasts and a skirt. Soon enough her t-shirt had been sticking to her skin, leaving not much to his imagination.



Ten they found the pot. A big iron pot set on stones, a fire place underneath.

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So I've had this idea for a series of stories I wanted to write and never knew where I could post it, so I thought I would freewrite ideas and see if it was something you guys would be interested in. Forgive my typos, I'm on mobile and never got good at texting.



So the basic idea is that there's a society where there are, for whatever reason, two kinds of people- what we would think of as normal guys, and then a class of guys who are considered not exactly sub-human, but aren't allowed to really have jobs or own property anything. They just exist as playthings for the upper-class, and because they can't live alone, it's common for them to want to be taken in by someone. Maybe before that they're raised in schools or group homes or something, and once you take one in you have to tattoo it or something so people know it's spoken for and not free use.



Because the thing is, they're not like slaves- not like normal human people. There's something about them, maybe they were created this way through genetic engineering or something, but they're all hypersexual, and all want all the attention they can get- even if it's pain or death- I feel like they were created to fulfil some kind of desire or something but now their existence is considered self-explanatory and common. The ones that don't get sold are probably rented out on a, "You break it, you buy it." Policy.



They would probably not be allowed outsidethe house- or the law would be that one in public is free game. Maybe there would be a law about not causing permanent damage, but they could be fucked/raped/hurt. And because they want the attention it wouldn't really be considered a big deal.

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It was a frigid day and for some unholy reason Victoria's school hadn't decided to close. It was likely because the storm had gotten unexpectedly worse than the weatherman projected but Vicky was sure it was actually part of some plot to ruin her life. The young red headed girl trudged through the snow, up to her knees or higher on her way home. What was normally a 10 minute walk, had already taken her 20 minutes and she was only half way there.





Lucky for her, her parents had at least given her plenty of warm clothes to wear. She was bundled up tightly with sweatpants over her jeans a thick coat and scarf over her face, the only exposed skin was a small portion of her face around her vivid green eyes. Unfortunately for her her daily practice of waiting until she got home to use the bathroom was currently making this difficult journey all the more troublesome. The toilets at school were disgusting and she would never use them, preferring to rush straight to the bathroom when she got home for an urgent pee and poo.





The young girl hadn't even considered how difficult it might be to get home today. It wasn't a thought in her mind until now, where she realized those urgent needs of hers were reaching their limits. She stopped dead in her tracks, knee deep in snow as a cramp ripped through her body. A sharp pang in her bladder begging her to open up. She groaned, looking down at the snow that was making this journey impossible. She wasn't a dumb girl, she knew already that she wasn't going to make it home, she cursed herself for not realizing it earlier.

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Lizzy had moved to the back of the bus ten minutes ago, her class was small and hardly anyone sat in the back. The back two rows of seats were completely empty with only one girl sitting in the third row from the back. It's not that Lizzy wanted to be all the way back there, she was a friendly social girl who loved to be in the group. Alas the long bus ride had her stomach doing loop the loops and she started to feel sick. It wasn't too bad...until she started farting. The first few slipping out of hee silently without much of a stink...the next two however crackled and popped as they escaped her rear end.





She had clenched her cheeks, but another one squeaked out of her, this one carrying a foul stink that had her whole class looking for the one who 'dealt' it. Lucky for her no one pegged her, and a little later she snuck off to the back of the bus, the building pressure in her gut getting more and more painful as she kept holding in her gas. Once she was safely in the back of the bus she peered over the seat to make certain no one was nearby, or paying attention to her. Luckily the rest of her class already began laughing and joking about other things. With a relieved sigh she scooched over to the window, and let loose a gnarly fart that rumbled her little cheeks as it sprayed foul air into her panties





The little girl sighed as she felt like a balloon being deflated, the large fart relieving a huge amount of pressure off of her tummy. The foul stink that followed didn't help her though, a hot nasty smell that assaulted even her own nose.

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At midnight Robert saw yellow glow of a fire in the distant, and could tell, even from his bedroom window, that it was too close to be at the campsite. He downed the last of his sweet tea and grabbed the Beretta 92 from the table.



"It seems like some campers pitched tent on our property again. You wanna come help me with 'em?"



His son, Johnathan, yelled back; "Not tonight dad! I'm a little too tired."



"Alright, but if I find anyone pretty you will have to deal with sloppy seconds!"

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All parties have consented to a rendering here of our plays.

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Clown nurses



The day is nice and pleasant. You're walking with your mother. You're 18.

This is the first time you've been with your mother since you've moved for college. The 2 of you are just walking along, talking, enjoying each others company.



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Two girls spend a rainy day outside, squishing anything unpleasant they come across.



Rainy Day Fun



 "Ugh! I am SO bored!" Jenny complained, as she threw her hands up into the air in frustration. "I wasn't supposed to rain today at all!"



 "It is pretty messed up.." Angelica sighed, as she stared morosely out of her bedroom's large window into the back yard.

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This is a dolcett/cannibalism story of which origins I'm not certain. It's been around for at least a decade, and at some point, somebody added a second half with a vore theme to it.

I figured I'd post it here for everyone to enjoy.

Amy shivered in the long line of naked, condemned girls. Like the other girls, Amy was totally naked, and her vulva was shaved, so that the people who eventually ate her vulva wouldn't get hair in their teeth. Two of her friends, Molly and Tasha, stood shivering in the cold line next to her. She also recognized Susan from her History class at high school. Amy was 16, and Tasha and Molly were 17. At the front of the line, seated nude behind a small desk, she saw another friend from high school, Lisa, a 17-year-old blond with big breasts that bounced when she walked.
Lisa, however, wasn't going to be butchered and cooked today like the rest of the girls. She simply worked at the processing plant. She was talking to each girl, taking down personal information, and grading their meat. She did this by measuring their breasts, waist, and hips, and determining their fat content with a small meter that ran a tiny electric charge through their bodies. She also fondled each girl's breasts, buttocks, and slipped a finger into each girl's vagina and rectum, and tasted the milk from their breasts.
Like most people, Amy, Tasha, and Molly had eaten girls before. Tasha and Amy loved eating fresh vulvas, and Molly and Tasha loved eating roasted breasts. In fact, both Amy and Tasha had butchered another girl themselves before, as birthday presents from their families.
Tasha stood before Lisa. Lisa looked mildly surprised to see Tasha. "Oh, hi, Tash," she said. "Let's see," she said, consulting her computer screen. "You were caught having sex with Molly here, the penalty for which is being eaten." She consulted her screen further. "Hmmm, you were found having 69 with Molly, 'eating' each other's vulvas." She sighed. "Tasha, girls should only eat vulva if it's fully cooked and not attached to another girl." She shook her head. "Well, I hope Molly's vulva tasted good, because soon both of your vulvas are going to be eaten for real."
Amy looked in wonder at Tasha and Molly. She hadn't known they liked girls. She wished briefly that she could have eaten their vulvas, they were so beautiful and tasty looking. Tasha and Molly were both tall and lean.
Tasha looked like a supermodel, with long legs and medium sized breasts with small, hard nipples. Her buttocks were perfect, firm and round, the result of much exercise. She had long brown hair, and her face could have graced the covers of fashion magazines. Her vulva was beautiful, a nice, plump mound with a long, bare slit. Her vaginal lips were large and meaty, and her clit was engorged. Amy noticed that Tasha's vulva was very wet. She was clearly turned on by the thought of being butchered, cooked, and eaten.
Molly was also tall, with much bigger breasts and big nipples. She was not as thin as Tasha, with muscular legs and beautiful, tight, muscular buttocks, and a flat stomach. Her vulva was also beautiful, with shorter lips and a smaller clit. It was also leaking. A lot. Her hair was blond, in contrast to Tasha's, and was also long.
Lisa fondled Tasha's breasts, tweaking her nipples, judging the fat content and meat in them. Milk squirted out of Tasha's nipples as her breasts were fondled, for every meat girl was put on hormones to trigger lactation before they were eaten, as it was felt that it made the breasts more tender and moist, and have a nicer flavor. It also ensured a ready supply of milk for the stores, as the girls were all milked regularly in the week before their consumption, and once again just before they were butchered. Lisa tasted Tasha's milk and pronounced it excellent. Then she felt Tasha's buttocks, noting their firmness, before slipping a finger into Tasha's anus. Tasha caught her breath when she felt Lisa's finger penetrate her rectum, which convulsively gripped the finger. She felt her vulva contract, and her breath came in short gasps when another of Lisa's fingers entered her vagina while Lisa's thumb stroked her clitoris. Lisa slipped her fingers out of Tasha, licking the one that had been in Tasha's vagina, and made an entry in her computer.
"Tasha, you're a grade A roaster. You'll be spitted alive through your rectum and roasted whole after you're gutted. However, because your face is so beautiful, your head will be shielded from the heat as you roast. With luck, this will permit you to live through your roasting and be aware of your being eaten. It will be cut off after you've been cooked and you've been eaten off your bones. Your tongue will be cut out, and your brain carefully removed so that your head isn't spoiled as a trophy. Your tongue and brain will be used as stuffing for another roasted girl." Tasha and Molly gasped on hearing Tasha's horrible fate.

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The Orgasm



Zoey lynn backet was sentenced to die by lethal injection. She was woken up in her death row cell. “We need to move you to a death watch cell. ” the gourd said. She was resigned. She took a deep breath. She presented her hands to the gaurds.



She wore an orange jump suit. She was barefoot. Her hands waist and feet were placed in shackles. She was used to the procedure by then. Sense arriving at the death row sense She was formerly sentenced she did not leave any room without being shackled. She was used to this. This was old hat to her.



She had figured out how to walk with while shackled. The chains were praticlyoa part of her now. It hardly brothered her any more.

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The air is tinged with smoke. I am drawing close, and every drop of a paw into the dirt increases my desire. A resounding scream sends a shiver of anticipation through my body. I quicken my pace, stirring up clouds of dust as I bound across the earth. I reflect with giddy malice that these pitiful humans think their troubles will end with the ashes of their home. But that is only the beginning.



The burning house comes into view, a brilliant contrast to the dim, empty landscape. The children are huddled together on the ground a safe distance away while the mother desperately draws water from the well and hurls it at the roaring flames. The baby girl, dressed somewhat anachronistically in a ruffled white nightgown, sits crying in her sister's arms. The little girl's face is streaked with smoke, and she clutches her infant sister a bit too tightly as she watches her home burn.



I briefly deliberate whether to wait for the mother to abandon her futile efforts and accept the loss; it could be almost more delicious to hold back until they begin to feel that the worst is over and that they are capable of surviving. But now, in the midst of this panic and desperation, the temptation to strike is too powerful.



I pad into view of the children. The older girl winces and watches me with wide, fearful eyes, yet makes no move to run or call to her mother. "Good evening," I purr, making my voice soft and smooth. "Have you lost your home? How dreadful. You must be so sad…" She watches me warily, making no reply. The mother rounds the house to draw again from the well, still oblivious to my presence. "I'm not going to hurt you, dear. I only wish to help…can you tell me your name?"

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A Recipe for Pasta Sauce



 "Oh, come in, come in!" Aey exclaimed, motioning in the beautiful young woman standing just outside her front door. "You're a bit early, but that's fine. Dinner won't be ready for a while, though."



 "I know I'm early, sorry." Bea replied. "But I've been looking forward to tonight so much, I just couldn't help myself. I hope it's not a bother."



 "No bother at all." Aey said, smiling reassuringly at her date and patting her on the arm. "In fact, this will work out just fine. You can help me prepare dinner, if you like."

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Joanna giggled as we walked through my front door. My parents had left an hour ago for the night on a trip, and I had pounced on the opportunity. Joanna had agreed to my proposal immediately, and got a ride over under the pretense of a school project. I smiled devilishly at her as I pulled her into my room and closed the door.



She kissed me, wrapping her arms around my neck and I ran my hands down my back to her ass. I gave her ass a squeeze as I kissed her, then pushed her onto the bed. She looked up at me, her face flushed, and I marvelled at her beauty. She had soft brown hair, firm perky tits and a beautiful ass. I pulled her shirt off and undid her bra. She pulled me onto her and I kissed her, fondling her breasts.



She got up and crawled towards me, pulling down my pants to reveal my hard cock. She twirled her tongue around the tip, then put it in her mouth. She blew me hard, taking only occasional breaks for air. She looked into my eyes as she sucked my dick, making me even more aroused. I moaned softly as I felt the cum welling up inside me and I grabbed her head, pulling her onto my dick. She didn't even flinch as I came into her throat, closing her eyes and swallowing. I let go, and she looked up at me. "Your cum tastes so good, daddy," she said, and I pushed her over, pulling off her sweatpants. Her panties were already wet, and I rubbed her clit through them, then pulled them down around her ankles and fingered her. She rubbed her clit while I stroked her g-spot, and her pussy started making wet noises as she moaned. After a while, I felt her pussy clench, and she squirted on my hand, soaking the sheets in her cum.



She moaned loudly, then relaxed. I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and they dripped her juices on the bed. I stood up beside the bed and she followed suit, dripping cum onto the floor. I bent her over the bed and slowly plunged my dick into her wet pussy. "Yes daddy," she moaned, 'Fuck my horny pussy." She pushed back into me as I started thrusting into her. She moaned as I pounded her from behind, and I grabbed her hair and fucked her harder. She was twitching on my dick. "Choke me daddy," she moaned, and I grabbed her throat with both hands and squeezed. Her pussy started sloshing as she got wetter and wetter.

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This is a replacement for the story request thread that appears to not have made it through that spammer, I'm gonna open up with a request for that zoo keeper story (I think it was zookeepers 2 or something), which I think was also knocked off the bottom by the spammers