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Yvonne sits quietly on the couch in her families living room, playing a game on her phone as her mom and dad talk. Charlotte and Thomas, Yvonne's parents, had told Yvonne to stay in the living room while they talk in private, and the naive girl had done as her parents had asked of her, unaware of the nature of the conversation the pair were having. The couple had retreated to their work office, a room that Yvonne had only been in once before, so her dad could take a variety of picture of her in different poses and dresses. 'For a new doll I'm making.', he had explained to her.

"It's time.", Thomas says with a matter-of-fact voice, "Ivan called, he's offering 500 grand for our newest product."

"Fuckin finally.", Charlotte says with an exasperated sigh, "I've been pushed to my limits with that little bitch. The simplest things go right over her head, I mean..." Charlotte gestures to the closed door leading out into the living room. "I've kissed her, touched her, groped her, and yet she always thinks I'm just playing. I bet I could tell her to her face I wanted to rape her, and she would still not understand."

Thomas faces twists in disgust at Charlotte's shameless admittance. He would never understand her attraction to such young people, nor her brazen display of it. Charlotte simply scoffs at his expression, placing one finger on his chest. "Don't act all high and mighty, you are no saint either." Charlotte teases, before stepping forward and pressing her body against his and wrapping her arms around his neck, "I seem to remember you rather eagerly pounding the cunt of that woman after we bashed her and her husband's brains out."

Thomas chuckles before wrapping his arms around Charlotte's waist and pulls her closer, "She was an adult with a sexy body and wearing lace clothes. Maybe if we had a few years more, and she took after her mother, I might be more understanding."

Charlotte rolls her eyes and pulls away from the embrace. "Well, it doesn't matter anyways. The little cunt isn't going to be around anymore. Maybe the next girl will be more aware and receptive, but for now we have a to do our job." Charlotte then opens the door and struts out into the living room and over to Yvonne, the young girl curiously looking up from her phone and towards her parents. Charlotte's stops right in front of Yvonne, before crawling onto the couch and straddling the tiny girl, leaving the confused Yvonne unaware of Thomas approaching from behind her.

Confusion soon turned to panic, as Thomas hands snap to the strings of her hoodie, wraps them around her neck, and pulls them taunt. The hoodie, a gift from Thomas and Charlotte that Yvonne had taken to wearing all the time, had been secretly modified long before being gifted to her. A thin piece of garrote wire was hidden within the straps, and that wire is what now crushes Yvonne neck, preventing her from breathing. The young child tries to gasp for air, to thrash around in hopes of escaping the rope, but is stopped by Charlotte.

The woman leans forward, laying all her weight on the struggling girl, making sure to savor the confused panic in her eyes. Then, without warning, Charlotte slams her lips against Yvonne's and begins hungrily kissing the girl. Charlotte tongue mockingly toys with Yvonne's, forcing it further into her own mouth while Charlotte enters Yvonne's, choking any sobs or cries that might have otherwise escaped. Yvonne writhes around under the weight of Charlotte's body, hoping to push her mother off of her, but Charlotte body pins her down and stops Yvonne from moving, only causing the older woman to moan in pleasure as she feels the petite body squirming under her.

Tears roll down Yvonne's face, as fear, confusion and panic rack her body. Her mind is already becoming foggy and her eyesight dimming, but the toll on her body from her overstimulation and chaotic feeling push her even faster to unconsciousness. In a last desperate attempt, Yvonne kisses Charlotte back, hoping this was all some crueler version of the game Charlotte often liked to play. Yvonne hears Charlotte give a satisfied hum in response, giving Yvonne a flicker of hope. 'Was that good enough?', is the last thought in Yvonne's mind before darkness takes her.

Yvonne goes limp under Charlotte and her eyes close, but that doesn't deter either of the couple. Thomas knows from experience that Yvonne is only unconscious, and so he keeps his tight grip on the strings, and while Charlotte also knows, in truth that isn't why she doesn't stop. In fact, now that Yvonne is no longer struggling, Charlotte's hands are free to do as they please. Her hands caress her exposed thighs, rubbing up her arms, and sliding underneath her shirt.

"Hey!" Thomas snaps, unwittingly pulling on the string harder, "Ivan wants her in pristine shape, so don't even think about it."

Charlotte gives a disappointed moan while she continues to kiss Yvonne, but her playful exploration remains tame afterwards. Minutes pass as the couple remain as they are, unwilling to stop until Thomas is certain that Yvonne is dead.

After a couple minutes, Thomas lets out a sigh and releases the strings, allowing Yvonne's corpse to slump against Charlotte. The feeling of the girl's limp body sends Charlotte into deeper lust, as she pulls away from Yvonne, only to toss her onto her back. Charlotte leaps onto the lifeless body like a hungry animal, pulling the cloths off both their bodies and throwing them to the side. Charlotte forces Yvonne's eyes open, looks into the lifeless orbs, and kisses both of them before turning to the rest of the body. She madly kisses, lick, and nips at Yvonne's corpse, taking particular pleasure in the underdeveloped chest and hairless cunt, while her hands grope at every part of Yvonne they can reach. The smooth and youthful skin feeling delightful under her touch, and for fun, Charlotte began gently smacking Yvonne across the face, torso, thighs, and ass, just to abate her desire to rip into the child's body.

Meanwhile, Thomas has turned away from his partners ravishing, choosing instead to collect the discarded cloths and to pull out his own phone to signal to Ivan that they were ready. Thomas spends the rest of his time cleaning up the scene, destroying evidence of Yvonne's existence, and making sure that no witnesses could jeopardize their plan.

An hour goes by when a knock is heard at the door, Thomas carefully checks who it could be and sees a large man in all black carrying a suitcase. No words are exchanged as Thomas opens the door and let's Ivan inside. Charlotte had been grinding her naked body against Yvonne's, panting like a dog in heat, but with Ivan's arrival, she quickly hops off the lifeless girl and retreats to her room to redress.

Ivan silently examines Yvonne's body, nudging her head from side to side, examining her blank stare, gliding his hand over the body before flipping her over onto her front and doing the same to her back. Ivan even grabs Yvonne's limps and begins toying with them, checking for any damage. After thoroughly examining the child's corpse, Ivan opens the suitcase, revealing stacks upon stacks of money. He silently unloads the entire content onto the living room floor, before replacing the money with Yvonne's corpse, the child's body fitting snuggly inside, and closing it.

Ivan then stands up, and as silently and suddenly as he arrived, he leaves. Charlotte returns soon after and the couple look down at the stacks of money for a moment, before turning to each other and smiling.



Name: Jack
Age: 10
Personality: Passive, Obedient, Emotional, Naive
Appearance: As Seen
Apparel: As Seen
Consent: Yes to Sex, No to Death
Type of Death: Suffocation via fellatio (Blowjob)
Setting: Jack is a street urchin, raised without a home or family, and the hardship of her life has left her easily taken advantage of. One day, a rich man finds her and takes her to his home, offering her a pleasant and safe life in exchange for sex, however the rich man actually wants to kill Jack and taxidermy her corpse, so he can preserve her beauty and become his personal sex toy for the rest of time.