Hello!

Welcome to my new story thread.
The stories here will all take place in a variety of casual worlds based on fandoms. But with a very casual and brutal tone, hence the name.

Those stories will all share similar settings. If any further settings diverge from this one I’ll let you know. The next few lines will be a short overview, but you can skip to the story if you prefer.

First of all the men to women ratio, of course it’s small, but I love to go in the extreme. In those stories there will be roughly one man for every 100,000,000 women. There is only a handful of men/boy at the same time and you can expect to never see more than one boy in each of my story.

Second of all, there are the usual casual snuff tropes. A man, or a powerful woman, can beat, rape, torture, kill, enslave, or eat any woman they want. Slaves and girlmeat are very common goods that are regularly traded, and girlmeat is the most commonly eaten food in the world.

There are regular culling, for meat and slaves, by the different governments, to ensure that the population stays as a reasonable size and young, while the economy can continue.

Either through selective breeding or because it was always like that (depends of the story) the girls and women in those worlds will almost all have gigantic boobs and asses, even the young girls. There are a few exceptions, about 1% of the population have regular shapes, which with the large population isn’t that rare, just not a majority.

There is a set afterlife in those stories, it will not be expanded (at least in the first few stories), but the characters know what will happen to their souls after their death: the women will be trapped in an eternal hell, tailored perfectly for them so that they will suffer the worst pain possible, both physically and psychologically.

And finally, there is (almost) never non-con in those stories, but it gets REALLY REALLY CLOSE. You’ll understand as you read, but this is too common for the girls to refuse.

I hope I didn’t bore you, and enjoy your read^^

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The three girls stepped out of the palace into the night of Capital City. Azula, Mai, and Ty-lee paraded in the streets as if they owned the place, which in a sense was true. They had their slaves servants prepare them the most luxurious clothes and accessories. The clothes highlighted their voluptuous bodies. Women all around bore more than generous shapes, but even at 14 or 15 years old, the three displayed the biggest assets in the city, in the whole nation even.

Of the girls, Mai’s appeared the smallest by far, but her boobs still overflowed from her black silk dress. Despite the tight grip of her clothes, those tits reached about 50 centimeters in front of her, and ass roughly the same but in her back. She brought up the rear, her boobs shaking repeatedly only a few centimeters away from Azula, the center of their cohort. Her own boobs completely overshadowed Mai’s, they were bigger by at least 30 centimeters which freely swung under her robes. She was dressed in black and dark red with gold touches, which highlighted her a majestic stance. She arched her back not only to keep her chin high and mighty but also to support the weight of her boobs.

In front of the line, Ty Lee hopped happily. Her enormous boobs and ass jiggling to the rhythm of her strides. She hummed cheerfully as each steps revealed her trained legs. From the hips down, she only wore a long shirt of pink and light red silk, which barely covered her ass. Above, her top consisted of a single stripe of fabric wrapped around her chest. It squeezed her large breasts that were larger that Azula’s by 10 visible centimeters.

Which frustrated Azula every times she compared their bodies. But tonight she tried not to think about that. They planned to go tavern-hopping in the city and have as much fun as possible. They entered the first one they found and sat at the counter. The fire princess used this opportunity to vent out. She grabbed the head of a customer beside her and slammed her head straight into the wooden counter. The sound attracts the attention of everyone around, which saw the remaining of inertia shake Azula’s boobs just above the pooling blood of the twitching body. They all resumed what they were doing as Azula slammed the head a few more time as the girl tried to resist, just to be sure she died. The corpse slumped to the ground, while the barmaid pour each of them a shot of vodka absolutely not minding the fact that the customer were 15 at most.

Azula sat down as Mai stood up. She walked to the corpse and cut off its clawing hands that she presented to Azula. “Thank you.” This was the second part of their ideal relaxing night: drink, kill, and fuck! They downed their shots and threw the glasses above their heads, two shattered on the ground, the other on a customers forehead. Azula left for another table filled with cuties about her age, while Ty Lee grabbed the bottle and walked to another table with women 2 or 3 years older. Mai stayed behind to chat with the barmaid.

“Hello chow! Which one of you is the tightest.” Azula asked wrapping her arm around one of the six girls here, pressing her own body very tightly against her. This did not made them very comfortable, fucking the Fire Princess could be dangerous, and she wasn’t presenting things in an appealing way. Ty Lee served shots to the three women complimenting them and flirting openly. Mai didn’t care about details, she just kissed deeply the barmaid.

Azula grabbed the most sexy of the girls and forced her on the table to kiss her hard, her friends took this opportunity to escape. Ty Lee flashed her boobs to the three and began foreplay with all three at once. And Mai shamelessly fucked the barmaid on the counter.

Ty Lee, out of nowhere kicked the third woman, the one in the back not very active. She sent her kick in the middle of her face, then punched her and twisted her limbs with all the might of an athlete, all while making out with the other two who started to stress a bit. The dying screams of the girl accelerated Azula’s fuck as she orgasmed around the commoner. She let her go and stood back up.

“I’m done here, finish what and who you’re doing and we go to the next bar.” Mai and Ty Lee finished with their own orgasms and went back. Ty Lee teared off her victim’s left boobs as Azula’s trophy and the group was ready to leave. Before they pushed the doors open, a couple entered two women in their mid 30s. They tried to greet Azula but she chars their face before they moved. “Feels so nice!” she commented as she stepped over both corpses. Mai cut off one of their buttocks each and handed them to Azula.

Azula kept those flesh trophies in a unique way, she managed to regulate their body head to fix their muscles, which allowed them to wear them ass meat accessories, at least for the night. She wore the hand around her own throat as if it choked her. The buttocks and boobs didn’t have muscles, so she had to tie them with strings of leathers, made from previous victims of course. The buttocks served as shoulder pads, and the boobs hanged beside her calf from a string tied to her leather belt.

They continued their bar-hopping for a few hours, killing and fucking whenever they wanted to. Mai cut off throats before her victims could understand what happened, sometimes after they begged for death to free them. She was very skilled with a knife. Ty Lee beat anyone she didn’t have a good youfeeling about, using her circus-sculpted body to inflict powerful blows. And Azula just killed random people for no reasons, as her flesh decorations covered more and more of her body.

They fucked to their hearth content, but Azula still notice that for every fuck she had, Ty lee had two or three. They were hypnotised by her stupidly huge milkers. They reached the latest bar, a tavern, and Azula chatted with the barmaid who respectfully refused. Ty Lee on the other hand had no issue she took of her top and dozens of girls ran to her. Azula snapped. She grabbed the heads of two of the girls around Ty Lee and snapped their neck, and started yelling. “What the hell are you doing!! I allow you to come with me and you take my fucks? And you do so by showing your body like a whore! Not only is it increadibly selfish, that also affects my reputations! You will be put to death for that!” with those words she sealed Ty Lee’s fate, but she keeps talking like nothing happened. “I don’t even understand why I let you be my friend, or even survive, you selfish bitch! You can’t even read the room? Give me one reason why I should have let you survive!” In her burst of rage, Azula gesticulated around and sent bursts of fire, which all burned Ty Lee’s lovers, who agonised on the ground, writhing in pain.

Ty Lee clearly didn’t care about them, but she did care about Azula’s heated argument. She knew she was to be executed no matter what, but she still replied to Azula like a squabble between friends. “You want one reason!? Because we’re the only living being capable of liking you at all!” she pushed the bodies away with her feet to clear the way. “You didn’t wonder for a single second why they preferred me?! Because you are a horrible person that will never be loved as anything more than a hole or meat! You should be butchered live to suffer unbearable agony!” She knelled to the ground and moved her braid away from her neck and continue her chat. “You do not deserve to live, you do not deserve joy! I was the first person to ever tolerate you and you skinned my family for your wallpaper! You need to listen to people and stop taking everything for granted! You fattened pig! You spoiled cu-”. Her head rolled to the ground. Mai’s bloody knife cut off her tirade and neck.

The death spasms shook her massive boobs and ass in every directions until her absurd body slumped on the ground, boobs-first. Azula was finally glad, she didn’t care what Ty Lee said, this was all true anyway so she had no reason to care. She still had some lingering hatred for her friend and her stupid worthless meat. She kicked her rump repeatedly. “You thought you could speak! I told you to give me one reason not to have last words you slab of fat. Was your brain fatter than you boobs? It’s a shame I already killed your family! You’re not even worth the pound!” she calmed down and drank a shot of gin.

Mai treated her friend’s corpse just like any other random girl they killed. “Which part would you like?” she asked as she turned the meat with her foot. “What do you think? Those fucking useless slabs of fat. They are will be better on me anyway. Take one of those legs too, they look like they would make good clubs.” She turns to the tavern keeper as Mai cut off her best and only friend’s corpse. “Hey, you have a kitchen here, right? Roast this fat ass. I always wondered how this thing tasted, she always shook it in front of me. Fuck, beheading her was too kind.” she gave one last kick before drinking a shot of gin.

The tavern keeper bowed and hacked down the rest of Ty Lee headless body. Mai gave Azula her trophies and the tavern keeper brought the gigantic ass to her kitchen.

Ty-Lee’s enormous boobs still swung heavily with each steps, however they no longer do so from Ty-Lee’s chest, but from Azula’s belt, with her leg tied at the ankle close behind. Azula could finally breath. She was officially the biggest-breasted woman in the entire country, probably the world.

Ty Lee had to work hard every day to painfully pull on her breasts and make sure they were large, so that her circus trick would please as many people as possible with her giants jiggling boobs. She worked tirelessly to feed her family and be the best she could at her job. Azula had everything handed to her, professionals, diet, lotions, everything she would ever need to get the perfect boobs, yet she never felt as accomplished now that she killed her friend.

Not long after, the tavern keeper brought the large ass of Ty Lee golden brown, it overflowed from the tray and completely covered the counter once served. Their waitress had to bring it bare handed to not make her royal guest wait. There was so much fat inside that it wriggled like a flan for several minutes without stopping even as Azula cut inside. With perfect etiquette, Azula made four slices on the rump to separate a tiny square of meat and bring it to her mouth.

The fat immediately filled her mouth. It was so tender it melted before reaching her teeth. “This thing is way too rich. Way to much fat to be fit for consummation. Throw it all.” she said curtly. The tavern keeper obeyed and with her burned hands took the gigantic ass into the room’s bin, which was too big to fit so she had to press it down as much as possible. Mai put her fork down before she could taste anything.

Azula reached down and grabbed Ty Lee’s head to make it spin around by the braid. She got a hold of the bare head, she manipulated its features to mold it into her usual cheerful face. She wanted to crush it, gouge its eyes out and slam it on the ground like a flail. But she had other plans. “I want it on a pike close to the door. Write ‘cunt’ on her forehead and hang a ‘free use sign’ I want her to become the mascot of the tavern, make sure she gets humiliated like worthless fat brain pig, for hundreds of years!” she put it inside the tavern keeper’s burned hands. “Y-Yes!” Which made Azula happy.

She raised her hand. “Tonight all the drinks are on me!” and the tavern filled up with cheers. Since Azula never paid for her drink, this meant this would be a very rough year for the tavern keeper and her family.

After drinking another bottle of vodka, she left, now only accompanied by Mai. She was a heavy drinker since she was young so she could handle this much without clouding her judgment, just enough to enjoy her day. Ty-Lee was a talented athlete and her gigantic boobs were an important part of her as a person, so by displaying her powerful leg and enormous boobs, Azula shows off the main symbols of Ty-Lee as her objects.

The now-two girls kept on with their spree, fucking and killing, Azula was finally at peace and managed to kill and fuck enough to cover for the late Ty Lee’s share. They also managed to find some nice boobs and ribs to eat, way better than said Ty Lee. Azula cut a toasted nipple to eat as she openly flirted with the barmaid, way more confidently than before. Unfortunately she politely refused, saying she loved the attention but she wasn’t her type. This slightly annoyed Azula. When she saw the same barmaid flirting with Mai, she did not hesitate to slam her friend’s head into her plate, breaking both of them.

Mai lifted her head, her face a broken mess of bones, blood and tears, mixed with cooking juices and fat. Despite that she stayed perfectly composed and turned toward Azula who didn’t even look mad. She slapped Mai face, with all her might, causing immense pain and splashing blood and juices all over the barmaid. “Can’t you see I was trying to fuck this one? You should have killed yourself if you noticed she was more interested by you. Your life is not worth my convenience, did you forget? I’ll have your family killed for that, they’ll be fun to watch dancing naked and tied up on burning coals for days, and most certainly tasty. Anyway, kill yourself right now, that’s the least you can do.” Without further ado, and with no hesitation, Mai sunk her own knife into her throat. In spite of the pain, with her blood soaking her own hands, she used every last bit of strength she had to make sure she detached her head from her neck.

Mai felt the air over her wounded face as her head fell, but Azula grabbed it mid-fall and smashed it on the counter, which Mai clearly felt as her life faded away. She felt Azula smash her head on the walls and ground several times before she died. On the other hand Azula kept beating the lifeless head for a while, reducing it to a mangled mess before kicking it under a table. “That’s what you get for being mildly annoying.” she gave one final kick in May’s pussy that send ripples into her ass, that was still well beyond average.

She grabbed Mai’s knives that scattered around. “This cunt, she even forgot to cut out my trophy.” she mumbled as she carved out Mai’s pussy with her own knives. She tied it to her belt and used it as a purse to hold Mai’s knives. After that, Azula broke the legs of several chairs and stools that she stuffed inside Mai’s virgin asshole before drenching her whole body with the cheapest booze on the shelves. And she lit the body on fire with a snap of her finger, it turned into charcoal in an instant, fire engulfed into the sacs of fat that were those large boobs and ass. But it didn’t stop with just her body.

It spread to the floor, the counter and basically everything in the room. Azula walked, uncaring. It was her fire but it clearly left burnt marks on her legs, even her ass. But she didn’t care. She has healer that will take care of that, so she had no reasons to hurry. She strolled to the door and kicked it open. She turned to the crowd, not bothering to make one more step to get out of the fire ravaging her legs and feet. “It is a royal order! None of you are allowed to walk out of this or put out the fire. This place it a shit hole, I want it burned with all of its customers which me you. So go to hell suckers!!” she announced before flipping them off.

And left them to their death as she went on with her trip, not minding the fact that the only two people who ever liked her are now dead because of her.

But in spite all of that she was genuinely happy with the rest of her night. She spent hours sharing drinks, laughs, fucks and punches with the many women she could find she. Every fuck and massacre felt so fulfilling. She truly felt happy now that she killed her friends.

After several hours of senseless partying, she finally walked back to the Royal Palace. As soon as she entered she took off her robes. Her favorite features about those was that they were so easy to remove that she could take them off without removing her flesh accessories. Which meant Azula was now fully naked except for the various bits of corpses covering her body, including her belt, even if none of them covered her nipples or cunt. Her huge boobs sprung free as shook up and down with each of her steps. She felt really at ease naked like that, the weight of her boobs making a nice rhythm as she walked.

As she strolled naked in the palace, a group of five maids wondered where Mai and Ty Lee were. One of them pointed out that the big boobs swinging freely from her belt looked like Ty Lee's and another that Mai's knives were stuffed into a pussy. Their whispers annoyed Azula which took action. “Shut the fuck up slaves.” she announce tiredly. “I don’t care about you but I want peace, to go get yourself killed. There should be room in the dungeons for tomorrow executions, tie yourselves there. By the way, before you lock yourself, have someone send a message to Mai’s family. I want them here tomorrow morning naked and ready to die. Now go die.” she concludes.

At this point she only wanted to go to her room and sleep on the bed of slaves she had made prepared, but her father told her to come greet him whenever she got home so she complied. He sat in the center of his throne room, on a throne made out of conquered leaders and slaves of the highest quality, they could all rival with Mai’s curves. Ozai himself, her father, was watching a performance by slaves who played the group of the avatar that was currently advancing through their country, of course the male was played by a girls, and of course all the performers would eventually get killed. All while Ozai took pussies from a large platter that held several hundreds of those.

“Greetings father. I am back from my party.” Azula announce as she eyed the fat bitch that pitifully played her role, happy that she would rotate on a spit in a matter of minutes. Ozai with his majesty replied to his daughter. “That is pleasant to hear Azula. You may go now.” he tought about it for a bit. “Actually, I will have a busy day tomorrow. Make a detour through the kitchen. I want a nice breakfast.” Azula’s eyes went round.

“What the hell?! I’m not some worthless piece of meat. To roast on a whim!” she She yelled, in her rage she broke some furniture, some slaves and killed a few nearby maids and guards who were standing there, out of pure spite.

Still angry she left while slamming the door. On her way to the kitchen she pesters her father. “Who does he think he is! I’m not a snack for god sake!”

She loudly enter the kitchen as she kicked the door open. She pushed the corpses of one of the performers, the one playing that stupid waterbender, to lay on the biggest countertop. “Father wants me for his breakfast.” she snarled.

Every cheffes in the kitchen turned to realise what happened. They were about to cook the fire princess. They all rushed to apply oils and spices onto her naked body. Meanwhile Azula moved around trying to find a comfortable position, not caring much about her upcoming fate, safe from some pestering. Even covered in various expensive oils, when one of the cheffes tried add vegetables that she disliked, she immediately stood up from the hands seasoning her and jumped on the cunt who made this mistake. She punched with all her strength which almost killed her on the spot, she grabbed her head and slammed in against the oven she will be roasted in. The cheffe died begging for a pardon she would never get. Azula grabbed a cleaver and chopped off the cheffe’s hand, that she added to her body, this time groping her ass, and she laid back on the countertop.

The cooks quickly understood that she may be a piece of meat with not long to leave, she still had a superior status to them.

All the trophies Azula gathered would get cooked and served along with her, including the hand of the chef she just harvested, Ty-Lee's boobs and leg, and Mai's cunt. Ty-Lee leg is stuffed into her asshole, rammed stump-first. Which got Azula very angry as she burnt the face of another chef with her fire breath. Once Azula got seasoned and decorated with the corpse parts, they slid her into the oven.

What really took the cake was that she quickly realised she had to use her own firebending to heat up the oven. Even pissed off she maintained the heat for hours, slowly roasting her own body. She felt her muscles cook, her skin turning brown, and her boobs and ass render their fat as she roasted herself alive. Until she lost consciousness.

The heat persited for hours, cooking her deeply, but not strong enough to end her life. She got served for Ozai's breakfast, unconscious but still alive. Mai’s knives stabbed into her ass and boobs for decorations and to be used as cutlery. Ozai did not hesitate a single second to cut off one of Azula's ass cheeks, and one of her huge boobs, to put them into his plate along with one of Ty-Lee's boobs and Mai's pussy. He ate those without a world as he read through some important letters. As if her daughter was just any meal.

The screams of Mai’s family and the maids coming from the courtyard made for a nice background sound, as he sometime glanced over the heads of the performers now all standing on pikes with pathetic half open expressions.

He quickly finished his meal and had slaves make room for his meeting, which included tossing all of Azula’s leftovers into the fire.

Azula’s girls night
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