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You'd think being the assistant of the hottest six year old in the porn industry would be a great job. But little slutty Lucy is a pain to work with. Even though she's little more than a little underage cumbucket on camera she acts like a damn princess when she isn't being filmed. Her parents worked very hard to get her the roles that made her famous and the ungrateful little bitch ate them up. She's got hundreds of young fans that she refuses to meet up with. If someone asks them for a picture she eats them and then she needs to slim down for her next shoot because god forbid she appears even a little pudgy in a fucking porno. Also she shits everywhere, all the time. And since her filthy shit is far too precious to waste she insists I have to eat it all, but she won't stop and shit down my gullet, no I just have to lick it off the street. Anyway she's got a shoot with four stallions in an hour and she demanded I give them all a bath, with my tongue. This job is the worst.

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But mooooom, I don't want to go work on uncle's farm. Everything is so filthy and it stinks. Last time he made me lick the pigsty clean with my tongue. He says its the only way to get it properly clean. And he won't take the pigs out either. I'm in there lapping up pig shit while they're still in there covering the rusty bars with fresh manure. Do you know how hard it is to scrape months old shit off floor grates? Oh and of course I have to be naked and walk on all fours to fit in. Last summer I was there I gave birth to seven litters of piglets. If I go back now I'll probably give birth to my own grandkids. Can't I just go work with aunt june? I hear the zoo she works at has a new giraffe that's super horny.

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Welcome back to another episode of strange inventions. Today we're going to be looking at some odd products that never really took off.

First off is Play-Doh. This was actually a type of colorful clay that children could play with. Of course it never took off because why would you buy clay from the store if you can just play with your own shit for free.

Now I think we can all see why this next product never went into production. Toilet paper, paper for wiping your ass, if you can believe it. I mean maybe if you didn't have a sibling or a pet to lick you clean after but that's what? Like four people in the world that don't have any sisters? I honestly don't know what they were thinking with that one.

Speaking of weird inventions, this one company developed baggies to pick up dog shit. Talk about overcomplicating matters.

Now this last one is probably my favorite simply because of how ridiculous it is, air freshner. Now this was a tube you would keep in your bathroom. And when you're finished dumping a big load you would take this tube and spray out a scent to, get this, mask the scent of your steaming turds! Honestly who thinks of this stuff?

Well that's all I've got for you today. Tune in next time for more weird inventions that almost made it to the shelves.

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Now before we start our tour just a little reminder. The museum encourages you to touch all of our exhibits as much as you want. But remember, if you snuff one of our volunteers you have to take their place! Our first room is dedicated to vices. But not the fun kind, depending on who you ask. As you can see there are a lot of places these iron grips can be applied to. Boring places like the hands and feet aren't very popular, but they're also perfectly survivable so these are some of our oldest volunteers. Here are our arrangement of tongue vices. As you can see these are all occupied by children. They are a popular disciplinary device. Now I know what you're thinking. Children that age can't legally consent to this. Correct! But their parents all gave permission so technically they are volunteers! Now of course the ones that will immediately draw your attention are the breast and gential devices. We have vices for cock, balls and both. The breast vices are some of our most popular devices. We have a few empty ones if anyone wants to try them out. Here we have one of our volunteers who had her breasts squeezed out to the highest setting. Here's a picture of her full double D cups just yesterday. Now all she's got are these deflated shopping bags. Go ahead and grope them as much as you want. Notice how the tissue is completely destroyed. Now vices were also used as an execution method. Here we have the head vice with one of our newest volunteers. This young lady from the previous group didn't pay a lot of attention during my little introduction and popped the head of this chair's previous occupant. Look at her tears, her brother made sure to screw her vice on tight before he left. That's what happens when you don't listen children. Feel free to add a few turns to her head but remember, if she pops you're next!

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Now onto our next room. This one's primarily for the ladies. Pussy torture is an all time favorite, some of the earliest cave drawings we have are from a man kicking a woman in the groin. We've come a long way since then. Here's a version that was popular in the early middle ages. A woman would be put naked in the street with her arms stretched wide, holding a bucket filled with water in each hand. A third bucket would be attached to her labia with a ring as you can see here. And just like in those times you can fill it up with coins with donations for the museum. What happened when the labia finally tore off varies, sometimes the woman was allowed to keep the coins. Sometimes she was subjected to a different torture. Here, we just have her swap places with one of our other volunteers that still has an intact pussy.

Up next is a later invention, the wooden horse. This one is less about humiliating the victim and more about killing them in an excruciating way. Some times this method was used for interrogation but very few tortures bothered taking someone off the horse. Now the ladies among you have probably all ridden one of these before so you're familiar with just how much it hurts to have your whole body weight being supported by just your sore cunt. What makes this original design so lethal is that two weights are added to the victim's ankles that will slowly split her apart. Notice the tearing already occuring in her lower body. Eventually her pelvis will give out and that wooden tip will split her abdomen in half, which causes a very slow death.

This is my personal favorite, the rope burn race. This practice started in the early 1800s with rope but the modern version usually uses barbed wire like we do here. A lenght of rope, barbed wire or really any coarse material is strung at pussy height for each contestant. And then each contestant has to drag their crotch across it before the others. The winner gets to go free, the losers have to race again until they make it or break. We also like to give our losers a piercing every time they run a race. You can probably guess by all the metal dangling from her nipples why our current lead is so desperate to make it. Notice how the entirety of the barbed wire is red. I'm sure the more observant of you assumed that was just blood from previous races. But no, blood darkens quite quickly. If you look closely you can just make out that the shades of red are just a little bit different. The lenght the contestants have already crossed is covered with blood of course. This wire is changed every week and is razor sharp. In fact there's a number of razorblades added to it. The other red liquid? Well that's hot sauce. You can't imagine how much that hurts. But you can experience it! We're always looking for new volunteers. Our retention rate is quite low as you might imagine.

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Welcome back everybody. Today we're preparing everybody's favorite dish, long pig! Since this is a feast typically reserved for special occasions I recommend using a close family relative or other loved one. It really improves the taste. I've got something to celebrate tonight so I'm going to be roasting my daughter here. So when making long pig the preparations are everything. I've been fattening her up for two months now and I had her bathe in my homemade barbecue sauce for the last three days. You can find the recipe on our site. The most important part of the prep is to have your meat drink a lot of water and fully purge a day before. And then don't feed them anything. Don't want any messy accidents. The last step of our preparation is to generously coat our meat with our home made honey glaze. Again you can find the recipe online. We wanna go for a live roast here. The honey glaze will protect the skin from charring and prolong the life of the meat. Some people like to gut their meat before cooking but I find that a live roast bears a much better result. And nobody wants to go through all the trouble of preparing long pig to hear it is only okay! If you control your meat's diet you can safely eat the organs.

Now the most difficalt part is of course the staking. Make sure your meat is lying flat with their head up. Don't worry about keeping their mouth open. It will open on its own. If your meat is unwilling make sure to tie them down tight. You want to push the stake through the anus, not the pussy. If you go through the pussy you risk damaging some organs that will kill your meat too quickly. Also this way leaves her hole open for use. These stakes can be a splurge but trust me. If you merely tie your meat to a pole instead of impaling them it will never heat up evenly. Now the key to impaling is to keep the stake steady and go slow, there's no going back when you make a mistake. When the stake is all the way through you want to stick the stabalizing rod inside the pussy, this one is thinner than the stake so it won't char those delicate pussy lips. And if you want to be extra secure you can insert it all the way to the womb. Now with your meat secured on the stake place it over an open flame and rotate evenly. You're gonna want to roast it for several hours to make the meat nice and tender. Reapply the glaze every hour. Follow these steps and you will be sure to deliver a feast!

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Welcome back everybody. Our long pig episode was a big hit but we also received the same question a lot. One of our viewers wrote: I would love to make a long pig roast but I only have sons what should I do? Well, if you're watching at home and you've got the same question they I've got the answer. Contrary to popular belief, you can actually eat boys! Yes, woman have more fat and tend to be more tender but when properly prepared a man can be just as tasty. In fact I couldn't tell you which I prefer. Now to demonstrate today I've got my son where for you. I didn't prep him like my daughter. He's only 16 and a little scrawny. Normally I would fatten him up first but I figured he'd be the perfect example on how to make a tasty meal out of something that might not be your first choice. Now first of all, the cock and balls. They're just going to shrivel up I'm afraid. So we'll just cut them off now with our knife, easy as that. You can lightly stir fry these for a wonderful appezir. Now what we're going to do next is we're actually going to skin him. So we'll take our filet knife and just slice through a few tendons and then we're going to pull the skin off and only slice off where it sticks. Don't want to be wasting too much meat now. Skin is nice when you have nice fatty meat but I find with boys and especially older men you're better taking it off. They'll bleed out faster but they don't have to roast as long either so it sort of eavens out. Some scientist says it is the suffering that increases the flavor of the meat. And if that is true the next part is really going to add to our flavor because when the skin is off we're going to be applying our home made spicy barbecue rub! recipe on the website. Taking the skin off really helps the spices penetrate the meat. This rub has a much stronger flavor than our sauce so it's ideal for a lower quality meat. After applying the spices you can go ahead and prepare your meat like you would with a girl. Now you're probably wondering, without a pussy to put the stabalizing rod in won't it just slip around the stake? Well why do you think the stabalizing rod is sharpened dummy? Just jam it through the prostate and it is secured on tight. Bon apetite!

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Now this topic comes up every election season. I understand it I do we all love children but we have to be realistic. There's plent of people that say a six year old shouldn't be send down the mines. But if you ask those same people if that same child is old enough to take a cock up the ass they'll say yes. You can't talk about child labor without talking about the porn industry. 30% of all people in porn are below the age of six, 80% percent is a minor, and that's when we count the adult animals. When we're talking about getting the children out of the mines everyone is a fan, but talk about removing them from porn and it suddenly gets quiet. We can't have a law that bans child labor in mines but allows them to work in porn. It is everything or nothing. That's just how the law works. Besides, the only children working the mines are the ugly ones or the ones who think they're too good to eat shit or suck off a horse. Let's be honest nobody cares about those anyway. Now most people will realize that child labor is necessity once these facts are laid out. But then they start asking about children's rights, fair wages, safe workplace conditions and such. Look, the porn industry is the largest industry in the world. The entire economy hinges on it. Making children work less than 10 hours a day with more than a 5 minute break sounds nice, or paying them more than a lollypop a day is a nice sentiment. But it would surely bankrupt all those hardworking producers who work tirelessly to provide you with the smut that you crave. No, I say we go the other way, if we take away all rights of anyone under 18 the economy is sure to flourish.

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Breaking news. Yesterday a futa was arrested for harboring well over twelve dozen femboys in her basement. Rather than keep them as sex slaves, which is of course perfectly legal, this futa was allegedly trying to smuggle them across the border to another country where men still have rights. According to the police report she did not even abduct them from the streets the way one would normally aquire their femboy sex slaves. She was said to actually have asked them what they wanted. As if they're actual people and not just cockwarmers. The suspect kept them in her modified wine cellar where they each had their own bed. She even allowed them to wear regular clothes and most unbelievable of all, she never even had sex with any of them. Not once. The recaptured femboys were divided among the arrest team as a reward for putting an end to this terrible situation. Despite their lack of experience we're told most of them survived the celebratory orgy following the arrest.

This morning the judge released a statement that due to the extreme nature of this crime she has decided to forego a trial and has issued a verdict. The suspect will be forcefully transitioned into a femboy after which he will become a public torture slave. Join us later tonight as we live broadcast the debreasting and castration.

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And here is your main: This is stacy. Stacy is an eight year old girl from a working class home. She's actually gone to school. She wasn't raised as a meat girl at all. Her maths and reading level are both above average, meaning her grey matter is of exceptional quality. Her parents had to sell her when her father lost his job. When we got her we knew she'd have the most delicious brain. We adjusted the diet to improve her meat a bit but we primarily kept her engaged with books and puzzles to maintain that quality. We have cut open her cranium and exposed the brain for you. Rest asured no sedatives were used that could alter the taste. We've poured a light marinade over the open tissue based on Stacy's own tears. She's shed quite a few of those as you can imagine.
Now you're going to want to take small bites and work around the middle. As I'm sure you know the flavor is best when the meal is still alive. I recommend leaving the stem for last as any damage there will result in a quick death. Now enjoy your meal and enjoy your meal's screams. Let me know when you've finished and I'll get the kitchen to preparing the rest of her body. Bon apetite!

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-"Little Nancy is getting nice and plump. She'll fetch a nice price I'm sure."
-"Oh no that isn't fat, that's her baby bump."
-"You got her pregnant? I thought you were raising her to sell for meat?"
-"Oh I was, but then the neighbor's rottweiler knocked her up. She's got a whole litter in there."
-"She can carry hybrids? I guess little Nancy wasn't as useless as you thought."
-"I know right? Can you imagine I amost sold her for peanuts. Those puppy girls are going to pay for a new car."
-"Isn't your neighbor going to lay claim on the puppies though?"
-"Oh no, I already bought the dog off of her. Gave her the rest of my kids for it, figure I won't need them anymore. Once I've sold the pups I'll buy a few more dogs and then I'll have Nancy knock me up. With a bit of luck our kids are also carriers. And if not, well then I won't have to worry about feeding the dogs."
-"Well do let me know when those puppies are here cause I'd love to get one."

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-"Ugh, it's such a pain to buy something for a six year old. What do you even get them? More three foot long dildos? She's got elven of those. Fist sized anal beads? I'd have to buy her a bigger set each year. Vibrators with jackhammer strength? I don't remember the last time I saw her when she wasn't quivering like she had a fit. I could just give her some whips and canes, maybe a slutty little latex body suit. But let's be honest that'd feel like more of a gift to me than to her. And she's too young to enjoy the dominant role. I want something that she'd really enjoy. She's been such a good girl too. Her teacher says she's the best dick sucker in her grade. I want to reward her but I'm just at my wit's end."

-"I gave my boy a dog, he's been riding that poor thing day and night. Although I don't think the poor thing will last much longer. At this rate I'll probably have to buy him a new dog every two months."
-"Well, you don't have to give her something permanent? What about gifting her a nice day out? Something like a stay at fisteyland? When my girl turned six I took her to the stables. 43 horses each had a go on her. We had to roll her home afterwards.
- "I took my girl to the brothel and told her she could pick any girl. She picked her unborn daughter and well, long story short, I'm no longer pregnant.
- "My boy is a huge masochist, I had him castrated for his birthday."
-"I got my girl pregnant."
-"I got my boy to get me pregnant."
-"I tied mine up in the middle of the street naked and had the whole town use her as they pleased."
-"I took mine to a busy festival, padlocked all but one of the dixies and then locked her up inside the last one."

-"Wow, you've all given me some great ideas. I think I'm set for her next ten birthdays."

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The term whore d'oeuvres dates back to the twelfth century. During this time the demand for brothels was far exceeding the supply. Wait times for a whore were just too long. One particularly business savy Madam saw an opportunity here to kill two birds with one stone. You see another problem brothels faced is that they had about five toddlers running around for every whore. They were used for cleaning up, fetching water and other menial tasks but most of the time there were just more children than tasks. So the madam told her customers that they could help themselves to the toddlers while they waited for the more experienced and skilled mature whores. Not only were the toddlers put to work in this way, they learned the trade much earlier than before and thus became better whores themselves. They learned to suck dick at a younger age and their holes actually became tigther through use. Customers didn't mind teaching the toddlers how to suck dick or eat ass since their service was free. In some brothels this service was even available to those who hadn't booked a whore. A person could walk into a brothel, get sucked off by a girl that had just learned to walk and get on with their day without spending a penny, (which was the average cost of a whore during that period). Though just like today most people need someone with a bit more technique to be able to get off. In fact the term has never changed meaning. A whore d'oeuvre is essentially the whore you have before your main whore. And especially in the smaller brothels, chances are your main whore is the mother of your appetiser.

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I have just finished the third course of my meal as my girlfriend is bringing me desert, an entire chocolate cake. She feeds it to me with her hands while she sits on my lap nestled up against me. The specially made reinforced chair cracks under my massive weight. I am massively overweight. No surprise considering i eat enough in a day to feed a family of five for a week. My girlfriend has a massive feeding kink. She loves to fatten me up like a pig. It's a massive turn on for her. It won't be long until I can no longer walk. i am a fat sow and she's my enabler.

When I'm done eating my girlfriend loves to dig into my folds for the debrie that got stuck in there. It's basically all she eats. She's as skinny as I am fat. She cleans me to. I can no longer takes showers so she licks me clean. She can spend hours burried in my armpits or worshipping my gross feet. i used to be quite fit and attractive but this woman has ruined me. I allowed her to do it because I adore her. Nobody has ever been so infatuated with me before.

The sex is also incredible. She doesn't allow me to go down on her often. She much prefers to bring me pleasure. She'll crawl in between my massive legs and absolutely go to town on my clit. i can't imagine how badly it reeks down there but to her my stink is the strongest aphrodisiac in the world. She'll deliver me one mind boggling orgasm after the other as she pumps her tiny fists into my fat pussy. This woman has killed two of her previous girlfriends through heart attacks. If the same fate were to befall me I would die the happiest woman in the world.

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The creation of femboys goes back all the way to ancient greece when people would castrate young boys to keep them from developing all of those undesirable masculine traits. It's a process we've refined throughout the ages. Today over half the male population gets feminized. Let us take a look at the process. Before we begin we must clear up a common misconception. A lot of people assume that femboys are still male. The term boy certainly seems to insinuate that. But, as you'll learn as we go on. The feminization proces has such a big impact on the human body that it actually changes the subjects DNA! They're not quite female, but certainly no longer male.

The process starts at a very young age, the younger the better. Often a couple of dissapointed parents wil donate their unfortunately born male baby to the state. But we also get plenty of boys who are performing poorly in school. There is no age limit for feminization. But the only the subject is the more intense the process. The first thing we do is administer hormones. Our femboys receive daily estrogen shots to keep their form slim and petite and their cocks adorably small. Along the estrogen we inject them with various different hormones that ensure the femboy will be horny 24/7. This hormone treatment is so effective that when the proces is finished the body will continue to produce these hormones on its own. And these effects are completely irreversible!

Now there is one important ingredient in feminization that might surprise you, alcohol! This is the main reason we like to start or femboys young. By giving children high doses of alcohol we can stop their brain from developing. After all, a femboy isn't a person, it's a toy. And we don't want our toys to be thinking for themselves now do we? In a similar vein we also make sure to undo any potty training. We don't want our femboys to be deciding when to use the toilet on their own. If they're even allowed to use the toilet that is.

Now we've administered estrogen but those tiny little testes are still trying to fight back with testosterone. We could just lob them off like the ancient greeks did but balls are part of the femboy aesthetic and appeal. After all, you can't have cock and ball torture without balls. So we resort to chemical castration. The balls remain on the outside and they'll even keep producing useless, infertile cum but they won't be causing any issues. All of these changes will reduce the amount of body hair but to be super safe, every femboy will go through a full body hair removal treatment. The treatment is done without sedation and is incredibly painful. But so is the training.

Because femboys do need to be trained. The hormonal and chemical changes are important but the training is just as essential. The training can take several months, is intense and varies depending on the purpose of the femboy. I'll just talk through the basis that every femboy goes through. Anal training is obviously essential. Femboys are trained to only be able to cum through prostate stimulation. Go ahead try it at home. My record is jerking mine of for eight hours without a drop of cum. I'd never seen the poor thing cry like that. Other aspects of training include oral, obedience, endurance, pain tolerance, pain intolerance and many more fun things you can read about in the brochure.

Now the final step is the cherry on top to ensure and eager and willing, horny, subservient femboy, cum dependency. Oh yes! Through a combination of cognitif therapy and hormone therapy we can make our femboys addicted to cum. And I am not exagerating, they really are addicted mentally and physically. Withdrawal is as bad as can be and if they go without cum for a week they'll even die. They literally cannot survive without guzzling down their daily dose of cum. So always remember to keep your femboys healthy and fuck their little throats as much as you want.

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There are few things more pathetic than a sub without a dom. Well I'm definately more pathetic than that. Because my dom is a literal baby. It all started when my ex left me. There was no breakup-conversation, no text, no note. I simply wasn't worth his time and he just left. I discovered I was pregnant a week later. I was so desperate for attention that despite all common sense I decided to keep the baby. He looks just like his father. When I first looked into his beautiful blue eyes i feel in love with him. And not in a motherly way. I decided that I would raise him to be my owner so that I would get the domination I so desperately desire.

It's quite hard to have an infant as your dom. He can't even sit upright, let alone walk or talk. But I am such a pathetic sub that I've found a way for even a baby to dominate me. I've set rules for myself and managed to convince myself that he won't love me if I break them. I have thrown out all my normal clothes and now go dressed in a maid dress and dog collar. I live to serve him and my clothes should reflect that. I don't cover my tits. He should have access to them whenever he wants. It's the only thing he can take charge of on his own. For now his only interest in my breasts is purely for food but once he develops a bit more hand coördination he'll be able to play with them more. He's already starting to show more interest in toys. That gives me more opportunities for him to play with and punish me. I have modified a toy keyboard to connect to the settings on my vibrators so that he can play with mommies private parts. I also have a shock collar that can be activated by a big red button. It's one of his favorite toys. The way he giggles when mommy has a spasm lights up my world.

As a dutiful sub I service my baby three times a day by giving him a blowjob three times a day. He can't get hard yet but it does soothe him. I use this opportunit to edge myself to keep me ready and needy. A sub isn't allowed to cum without permission from her owner. And since my owner can't give me permission I stay very needy indeed. Although sometimes he'll fall asleep after putting my vibes on the highest setting through his keyboard. Two times now I've had non stop orgasms for hours until the batteries finally ran out. Both times it didn't even cross my mind to simply turn them off or take them out.

Cleaning is my favorite. As a devoted mother and obedient slut I didn't feel it was right to clean my child master with moist towlettes. So I use my tongue instead. I lick him clean like a mama cat. Even if he makes a big mess in his diapers. Especially if he makes a big mess in his diapers. I will lick the shit off his little pecker and suck it right out of his tiny shithole until he is spotless. I swallow it all. Everything i receive from him is a gift. I just can't wait for him to grow up and assume rightful control of me.

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I was five when I learned that I was a hyper birther. My dad had fucked me at night and I gave birth in class the next day. Nothing special normally but my dad had been away on a business trip for several months and kept me in a chastity cage while I was away. I had gone from insemination to birth in less than twelve hours. Now, I wasn't stupid. I knew what was going to happen. As soon as I'd get home my father was going to sell me to a meatgirl factory and I'd spent the rest of my life strapped to a bed, being fed and inseminated through tubes and churning out babyfood. But I had a plan.

The Teacher had taken my baby. By recess I was already pregnant again. I ran away from school and found a cab. I paid the driver with my new baby. And told him to drive me to the office of the largest porn producers in the city. I told him that I was on my 9th months so he wouldn't sell me himself. I made sure to have him impregnate me before we arrived. When I got to the building I marched straight up to the Ceo's office and barged into the room. The man looked at me amused. Little girls demanding a job was nothing new to him. But he'd never seen what I had planned. I didn't say a word. I simply pulled his pants down. Yanked my unborn fetus out of my womb and speared its soft spot on the ceo's cock. I jerked him of with my unborn baby. And that's how I became the unchallenged abortion queen of the porn industry.

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Pet vore
-"Found any good porn lately?"
-"Oh yeah I've been obsessed by this girl that does pet vore. She goes around parks and shit to look for little girls walking their dog and then she swallows that dog right in front of them. She usually makes them listen to their pet bubble in her stomach. Usually she rapes them after, and if it's a small dog she might vore them too."
-"Meh, I'm not really into porn with a plot. The bad acting takes me out of it."
-"No you don't get it she's legit. She's a rapefluencer who does vore."
-"Well that's pretty hot but how can you be sure she's for real? Half those rapefluencers fake it you know."
-"Because she actually has a criminal record, you can check it online."
-"Damn, she has a criminal record just because she swallowed some mutts and raped a few girls?"
-"Oh she's a real menace. She doesn't just go after pets. She goes out of her way to cause damage. One time she broke into a heavy petting zoo and treated the rabbit enclosure as a buffet. She also goes to dog shows and tries to eat the winner. She's swallowed cats and dogs worth thousands of dollars. Oh and remember that aquarium that finally managed to train an octopus to satisfy a woman?"
-"Yeah?"
-"Well she ate that one too."
-"Oh wow, no wonder there's people calling for her arrest but what are the charges? Destruction of property and breaking and entering? Good luck getting a cop to stop raping lost girls to show up for that."
-"Oh no the cops hate her too, there's manhunts all the time."
-"Really? why's that?"
-"She dated a dog trainer to get his k9 in her guts. She's done that three times."
-"Oh damn, I gotta check this slut out. What's her name?"

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Four girls are sitting on a bed in their underwear having typical talk for a girl sleepover:
- "So you galls pull any good pranks on your stupid brothers lately?"

- "I had mine drink a full glass of horse laxatives before school. I heard the classroom was filled up to the desks. As punishment he now has to wear a diaper for the rest of the year and he's only allowed a change once a week. He is so getting an infection." -"That's crazy did he drink the whole glass without realizing what it was?" - "Oh no he knew what was up but I told him I'd kick his ass if he didn't finish it." Laughter erupts in the room.

- "It's not very creative I know but I just replaced my brother's lube with super glue. Doctors were able to get his hand of his pecker without causing too much damage but that plug isn't going anywhere. Hasn't been able to shit all week, if they can't get it out by friday he'll need a colostomy bag. Serves him right for playing with his boypussy without a girl present the little fag." more laughter follows.

-" I found out a child molestor had moved in a few blocks over. So I promised his friend a BJ if he dared the little twerp to ask to use the restroom there. He got raped so hard I could hear him screaming from the other side of the street." -"But did you actually suck of your little brother's friend?" -"Ew, gross! of course not. I told him to wait for me in the park and then shared his location on PedoNet, hasn't been seen since." The other girls all mutter in approval and excitement. "Oh but here comes the best part. Stupid twerp was being a little bitch about getting assraped so mom sent him to a therapist. Well the therapist raped him too!" The room erupts in laughter.

-"And what about you? Got anything juicy?" -"Well... I was thinking. He's asleep in the room nextdoor. I say we go in there and then I'll crush his balls while you girls pin him down. Classic Castration prank." -"Omg yes let's go!"

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Milo wakes up to the sound of four teenage girls barging into his room. They were barely dressed and giddy. Before he can yell at his sister and her friends to leave him alone two of the girls jumped him on the bed. They were each a head taller than him and restrained him with ease. They giggled as they pinned him down. One girl sat on his face grabbed hold of his hands. She rubbed her dirty underwear all over his face while taunting him.

The two other girls pulled down his pants and spread his legs while his sister remained still stood by the door. -"Get off his face." she said. "I want him to see this." The girl on his face moved behind him and but his head in a scissor lock with his arms wrapped behind him. When Milo was completely immobile the three girls started a chant that was the most terrifying thing he had ever heard in his life. -"Crush his balls! Crush his balls Crush his balls."

Milo watched in terror as his sister balled her fist and swung at his groin. Milo screamed as he was hit right in the sack. He didn't have time to recover as his sister immediately followed up with a left hook. After that she climbed on top of the bed and started pummeling his groin until he started to vomit. -"Ew, you almost got that on my panties you perv!" Milo's sister started poking his swollen nuts with her fingers. The slightest touch felt like a kick. -"Wow look at this, they're like twice as big and super purple. I'm going to squeeze them until they pop!"

His sister managed through some effort to wrap her hand around both his engorged balls. And then she started to squeeze. Slowly at first but gradually the pressure increased. Milo found himself unable to breathe as his balls felt like they were stuck in a vice. While he was experiencing the worst torment of his life the girls all laughed at his suffering. Milo screamed his lungs out, unable to beg his sister not to permanently mutalate him for her own sick pleasure. He could feel his balls reaching their limit they were starting to burst. With a sickening squelch Milo's manhood shattered in his sister's hands. The last thing he heard before passing out was the laughter and clapping from his sister and her friends.

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Working in a high security environment can be such a pain in the ass. Every day when I leave work I have to go through security screening. Every item in my bag is taken out and inspected. It's especially embarrasing when I've forgotten to take my dildos, plugs or vibes out of my bag. Then I have to strip naked My pockets are turned inside out of course and the clothes are all inspected. All of that is already a nuisance but the physical is just the worst. They start by padding me down. Well they call it that, groping is more accurate. Every slightly chubby part of my body is squeezed tight. Cheeks, belly, thighs, ass and especially the breasts. They squeeze my tits so hard they'll bruise. They also twist and pinch my nipples for good measure. I don't know how that could constitute a body search but I'm not allowed to ask any questions about the search for "security reasons."

Then is the cavity search. I have to surrender all of my bodily autorithy to a latex glove. They put a finger in my ear all the way up to my eardrum and wiggle it around. After the ears comes the nose. The finger goes in so deep I swear I can feel them tickling my brain. Oh and don't even think they're switching gloves or wiping between cavities. Then that finger that is now covered in my earwax and mucus is stuck in my mouth and rubbed into my gums as they inspect my mouth. Of course I could be hiding something in my throat so then the entire arm is forced down my esophagus until his whole hand is in my stomach.

Now if you think that having mucus and snot in your mouth is bad then you've never had stomach acid in your tits. Because as soon as that hand is withdrown from my torso those fingers are going right into my nipples. Yes, fingers, all five of them, and then my nipple is pulled open so wide you could put a baseball inside my boobs. Then, I can only assume to ensure that I'll get a bladder infection, they quickly withdraw their fingers and shove them up my piss slit while there's still some stomach acid on them. Now if you're thinking they won't be able to reach my bladder with their fingers then you're seriously underestimating how determined these security brutes are. You'll probably guess that after the piss slit my pussy is up next. And no they don't put their whole hand in there. They put both inside. Then they pull my cervix open with both hands and have a good look inside. Honestly, at this point I'm grateful they don't shove their whole head in to have a good look. Finally one arm goes up my ass. Yes, only one but I do mean the entire arm. Not up to the elbow, up to the shoulder. They'll have a good feel around my guts before I'm finally allowed to go home.

I just don't understand why any of this is necessary for a factory that makes candles.