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Victim: Karen Kisaragi
Age: 26
Appearance/apparel: See image
Personality: She's a lonely, single office lady with a weakness for booze
Location: At home alone, like usual, and most likely getting drunk.


I had done it! I had successfully completed my very own ultra thin, super strong mono-carbon filament wire! I just had to test it out, preferably on some young, cute girl!

I sat down and thought for a minute, before coming upon the perfect test subject. Miss Jeong Choe, from my Math class. She had just turned 18, and everyone at school either adored her cute oval face, or envied her gigantic tits. She was the perfect target, since she preferred to keep to herself, and didn't have many friends, due to her somewhat prideful and aloof nature.

It was almost the end of our last year at high school, and everyone was cramming for finals. Miss Choe was no exception.
She sat back, stretching her arms and legs, and yawned. It was almost time for her to go home. She leaned forward to grab her books when she felt something waft around her neck. The buxom teen didn't even have time to gasp before the wire sliced through her neck, neatly severing it from the rest of her body. Her head tumbled forward, crashing onto the desk and rolling until it was stopped by her textbooks. Her body, now lacking any command from a brain, relaxed and slumped forward. Blood sprayed in two wide jets from her neck stump, and the front of her school shirt was quickly turned crimson. Miss Choe's head gazed back at me, dull eyed and slack jawed, a rivulet of blood dripping from her little button nose.

Her body finally stilled, blood no longer spurting. I placed one gloved hand on her ample chest, feeling her warmth. My penis was fully engorged, and I could stand it no longer. I ripped open her shirt, exposing her blood stained breasts to the world. I cut through her cream colored bra, and squeezed her milkers like there was no tomorrow. The soft, pliant feeling of her flesh drove me crazy. I grabbed the hem of her skirt, and tugged it hard, dragging it down her legs. Her pure white panties were damp with urine, let forth as her bladder had relaxed in death. I took out an old analog camera, and began to snap photo after photo. This was not going to be the last test, oh no. I still had many experiments to conduct with my wonderful new invention.