The most Cursed Boatthottery
Synopsis: Extreme kinks here, beware.
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Tags:
Platform: F-List
Participants:
Character Count: 23543
Word Count: 3607
Views: 1390
Bookmarks: 0
Bitchboat: Atagos' new position was a hell of a change. Stolen away from her country as a trophy bride, sat directly outside of the Admirals' office for hours on end, and given a prime opportunity to embrace life in a foreign, downright depraved nation. That means drinks she hasn't even heard of, more groping than a Tokyo subway station, and hundreds of eyes locked onto her exotic, animalistic body. The attention's a rush. The flirting's a drug. She can't remember the last time her tail wasn't wagging, and today's no different.
Come on, you good-for-nothing monkey. You think I bought that many drinks to give you my number and never call back?
She can't even remember the name of tonights' club - her brain's drowning in a mixture of cocktails, scritches, and eye-rape, too busy firing off dopamine to even think of all the menial details. All she can think about is Rizwa, the empty alleyway, and that skirt-shifting tribal spear of a dick. She gave off all the signs. She all but bent over and spread her legs to openly say she's nothing more than a bitch in heat, and yet… Nothing. So it's on her to educate a useless, snobbish kitten on what it means to land yourself the best onahole in the country. Brown skin's pulled and pushed, pressed into a brick wall without a care in the world. The pathetic excuse of underwear the Cat's wearing ends up yanked down in time with a low skank-squat, legs spread wide to show off that shelf of an ass she's flaunting beneath the raceflag bikini she's flaunting. One thing leads to another, and…
Get the fuuuuhcckingg picture already..!
She's pressing her face directly into those fat, churning, brown nuts. Her lips are smearing pink across them. Her nose is practically jammed into the deepest crevices, all but snorting her sweat in an attempt to get dickdrunk. It's disgustingly pathetic. THe proud "big sister" of Japan eagerly rubbing her face between Rizwas' sack - but the way her tail's slamming into her side says it all - not to mention the twitching ears smushing against her prick with every movement.
Uuugh..! Isn't your kind have a hair-trigger? Stop pretendin' and just… Pillage me!
Come on, you good-for-nothing monkey. You think I bought that many drinks to give you my number and never call back?
She can't even remember the name of tonights' club - her brain's drowning in a mixture of cocktails, scritches, and eye-rape, too busy firing off dopamine to even think of all the menial details. All she can think about is Rizwa, the empty alleyway, and that skirt-shifting tribal spear of a dick. She gave off all the signs. She all but bent over and spread her legs to openly say she's nothing more than a bitch in heat, and yet… Nothing. So it's on her to educate a useless, snobbish kitten on what it means to land yourself the best onahole in the country. Brown skin's pulled and pushed, pressed into a brick wall without a care in the world. The pathetic excuse of underwear the Cat's wearing ends up yanked down in time with a low skank-squat, legs spread wide to show off that shelf of an ass she's flaunting beneath the raceflag bikini she's flaunting. One thing leads to another, and…
Get the fuuuuhcckingg picture already..!
She's pressing her face directly into those fat, churning, brown nuts. Her lips are smearing pink across them. Her nose is practically jammed into the deepest crevices, all but snorting her sweat in an attempt to get dickdrunk. It's disgustingly pathetic. THe proud "big sister" of Japan eagerly rubbing her face between Rizwas' sack - but the way her tail's slamming into her side says it all - not to mention the twitching ears smushing against her prick with every movement.
Uuugh..! Isn't your kind have a hair-trigger? Stop pretendin' and just… Pillage me!
Rizwa stares down at that hungry, pathetic slut, wagging her tail and begging for cock like the stupid Jap bitch she is. And to think, this is what the pride of a nation is reduced to, huh? The cat just wanted to have a good time, and here's this fucking nympho dog, practically raping her with desperation. It's disgusting. It's depraved. It's…
Okay. She'll admit it. It's very hot.
The all-American cat nigger flicks her tail against the wall, her face turning into a cruel grin as she wraps both hands around those twitching ears. Feeling them flick, fluffy against her growing, hardening breedmeat. Rancid, virile fuckmusk of a shower-averse catstud spills over Atago's nose, those churning, practically murderous nuts gurgling into the Nip's face, completely fucking suffocating the bitch in proper American potency.
"Fine, fine. Try not to die when I go all out, slut."
Rizwa's cock isn't even fully hard yet, a jaw-breaking, throat-ruining mass of veiny, meat with vicious barbs decorating the tip. It rests over Atago's head, each monstrous throb teasing out massive, steaming-hot ropes of tar-thick sludge. Sizzling on the slut's back. Smothering her brain in still more musk to go with all that nutsweat and the cat's generally overwhelming scent as she just… fucking pushes Atago into those churning, glistening, overpowering balls, a faint purr rumbling through her bones and echoing through the alley.
Okay. She'll admit it. It's very hot.
The all-American cat nigger flicks her tail against the wall, her face turning into a cruel grin as she wraps both hands around those twitching ears. Feeling them flick, fluffy against her growing, hardening breedmeat. Rancid, virile fuckmusk of a shower-averse catstud spills over Atago's nose, those churning, practically murderous nuts gurgling into the Nip's face, completely fucking suffocating the bitch in proper American potency.
"Fine, fine. Try not to die when I go all out, slut."
Rizwa's cock isn't even fully hard yet, a jaw-breaking, throat-ruining mass of veiny, meat with vicious barbs decorating the tip. It rests over Atago's head, each monstrous throb teasing out massive, steaming-hot ropes of tar-thick sludge. Sizzling on the slut's back. Smothering her brain in still more musk to go with all that nutsweat and the cat's generally overwhelming scent as she just… fucking pushes Atago into those churning, glistening, overpowering balls, a faint purr rumbling through her bones and echoing through the alley.
Going all out is exactly what she wants. When you're someone like Atago, It's easy to replace you. She has a blueprint ready to be reproduced in less than a minute. All she cares about right now is what's happening in the moment. Every pulse of Rizwas' sack. The way that ungodly-thick, lineage-ending slop burns at her skin in all the right ways to make her shiver from head-to-toe. Lips curl into a shameless grin as her long, pink snake of a tongue slithers out to coil around that sack. The sweat makes her gasp. The taste makes her groan. The sensation of swimmers wriggling against the skin to try and knock her up? It makes her audibly gush onto the ground.
Laps and licks seem to last an eternity, painting every inch of sweat-soaked flesh in her drool to ensure those wrecking-balls are bloated to their max. And just like that… She's gone. Atago goes from between muscled, head-crushing thighs to jamming their lips together without a second thought. Her eyes are glassy. She's stumbling and shaky. She feels so weak in the face of this alpha coon. And she loves it. Being helpless. A Japanese bitch pining for her first nigger. Just another ricebunny throwing herself into the face of death, eagerly locking her thighs around a barbed monstrosity of a dick at the thought of her eggs being gangraped by superior, foreign sperm. Maybe if she weren't filling her lungs with that positively rancid reek, she'd be a little more cautious. Instead, she's in the throes of ecstacy, hands reaching down, squeezing everything they can with reckless abandon while her glossed eyes do everything they can not to cross.
Hhhahh… Breedh me. Please. I'll do anything. I'll let you go through the whole navy as long as you pack me full of spear-chucking, feral junglebrats.
The rest is a lot less coherent. The occasional yip and bark find their way into the mess while her attention goes to stroking the Cats' prick off with the wagyu beef she calls thighs. All because she might end up a corpse at the hands of a superior stud. Shameless is beyond an understatement.
Laps and licks seem to last an eternity, painting every inch of sweat-soaked flesh in her drool to ensure those wrecking-balls are bloated to their max. And just like that… She's gone. Atago goes from between muscled, head-crushing thighs to jamming their lips together without a second thought. Her eyes are glassy. She's stumbling and shaky. She feels so weak in the face of this alpha coon. And she loves it. Being helpless. A Japanese bitch pining for her first nigger. Just another ricebunny throwing herself into the face of death, eagerly locking her thighs around a barbed monstrosity of a dick at the thought of her eggs being gangraped by superior, foreign sperm. Maybe if she weren't filling her lungs with that positively rancid reek, she'd be a little more cautious. Instead, she's in the throes of ecstacy, hands reaching down, squeezing everything they can with reckless abandon while her glossed eyes do everything they can not to cross.
Hhhahh… Breedh me. Please. I'll do anything. I'll let you go through the whole navy as long as you pack me full of spear-chucking, feral junglebrats.
The rest is a lot less coherent. The occasional yip and bark find their way into the mess while her attention goes to stroking the Cats' prick off with the wagyu beef she calls thighs. All because she might end up a corpse at the hands of a superior stud. Shameless is beyond an understatement.
Rizwa eagerly meets that kiss, putting her superior black-stud strength to use as the Japanese slut melts against her. Hands on the skank's hips, shoving her back. Slamming her into the other wall of the alley, pinning her with ferocious power as her huge, sandpaper tongue rapes the bitch's throat- all that length and nimbleness in Atago's muscle completely helpless in the face of the cat-coon's animal ferocity.
The cat breaks away, drowning Atago's fat lips in rancid drool. Below, her cock twitches into those fat fucking thighs. Fully hardened by the ricebunny's brain-breaking worship, foot after foot of vicious, barbed monster, spreading apart her legs, leaving the wall cracked and burned where it touches brick and splatters that absurdly virile American sludge onto the hapless building. Her sack gurgles, absurdly bloated, vicious swimmers swollen as much as her knee-knocking jizznukes are, each absurdly dense sperm cell packed with enough mass and nutrients to grow a superior catnigger stud almost without the help of a womb. But still enough to ruin her for any other cock, if she survived. Which she almost certainly wouldn't.
"Mmm… Put in a good word after you burst, then.~"
The feral catstud smirks, pulling her hips back, her titanic, floor-blackening sack swinging heavily, a bone-crushing mass between her legs to go with the one jutting out in front. She lines up with that gushing, feverish pussy. Begging for lethal catcock. Rizwa holds it there, splattering enough pre to leave Atago feeling already like she's been knocked up.
Then she SLAMS in, ruining Atago's womb and bulging her belly without even going halfway inside.
The cat breaks away, drowning Atago's fat lips in rancid drool. Below, her cock twitches into those fat fucking thighs. Fully hardened by the ricebunny's brain-breaking worship, foot after foot of vicious, barbed monster, spreading apart her legs, leaving the wall cracked and burned where it touches brick and splatters that absurdly virile American sludge onto the hapless building. Her sack gurgles, absurdly bloated, vicious swimmers swollen as much as her knee-knocking jizznukes are, each absurdly dense sperm cell packed with enough mass and nutrients to grow a superior catnigger stud almost without the help of a womb. But still enough to ruin her for any other cock, if she survived. Which she almost certainly wouldn't.
"Mmm… Put in a good word after you burst, then.~"
The feral catstud smirks, pulling her hips back, her titanic, floor-blackening sack swinging heavily, a bone-crushing mass between her legs to go with the one jutting out in front. She lines up with that gushing, feverish pussy. Begging for lethal catcock. Rizwa holds it there, splattering enough pre to leave Atago feeling already like she's been knocked up.
Then she SLAMS in, ruining Atago's womb and bulging her belly without even going halfway inside.
In an instant, Atago's left utterly impaled. Cunt spread to the verge of tearing. Abdomen bulging with Rizwas' prick. It's too much. She can feel her walls being ripped. Sliced apart by each of those pulsing, lethal spikes. There's screams of bloodcurdling agony. Blood pouring down her zuluspear, silently begging for mercy while she can only focus on breathing, gasping, trying not to have a heart attack on the spot while her body sinks lower and lower, each "rung" of her proverbial ladder brutalising her insides another inch deeper.
Her cervix had to come into play eventually, but the Boat never expected it to literally open in submission. Whatever the case, it's nothing more than an impossibly tight cockring, suckling on its' foreign invader like a calf. There's no way she can handle the full thing. Pre alone has her womb stretched to its' limit. The tip's one thrust away from rupturing her womb and cutting her organs into mincemeat. And yet, she's trying to push down herself. Her groans, the way she's coughing up her own blood, none of it matters if she isn't doing her best to push herself just one more ring down. If she isn't doing everything her useless chink body can to satisfy her stud. Her uncaring brute of a nigger that'll keep snuffing her until they stop making her.
And God, Is it hot. Seeing her spasms, only for her to wrap her legs around the Cats' body and force herself just that bit closer, that tiny bit further down. Maybe it's some fucked-up instinct - knowing she's going to die here, and trying to breed herself in some last-ditch effort to keep going.
Fhuuuuhhhck..! I… You're… Totally, really fucking me up, Daddy. It's so fucking hot. Do it already. Ruin me! Fill me with your hate! Treat me like your racetraitor jizzrag! Just another niggerloving oneehole!~
She might've kept going if not for the next sputter of blood gracing the others' chest. This utter dingobull's the luckiest stud alive - she just netted a renewable, neverending source of virgin, oriental dicksleeves to show off to the world. All that's left to do is see just how long this one lasts.
Her cervix had to come into play eventually, but the Boat never expected it to literally open in submission. Whatever the case, it's nothing more than an impossibly tight cockring, suckling on its' foreign invader like a calf. There's no way she can handle the full thing. Pre alone has her womb stretched to its' limit. The tip's one thrust away from rupturing her womb and cutting her organs into mincemeat. And yet, she's trying to push down herself. Her groans, the way she's coughing up her own blood, none of it matters if she isn't doing her best to push herself just one more ring down. If she isn't doing everything her useless chink body can to satisfy her stud. Her uncaring brute of a nigger that'll keep snuffing her until they stop making her.
And God, Is it hot. Seeing her spasms, only for her to wrap her legs around the Cats' body and force herself just that bit closer, that tiny bit further down. Maybe it's some fucked-up instinct - knowing she's going to die here, and trying to breed herself in some last-ditch effort to keep going.
Fhuuuuhhhck..! I… You're… Totally, really fucking me up, Daddy. It's so fucking hot. Do it already. Ruin me! Fill me with your hate! Treat me like your racetraitor jizzrag! Just another niggerloving oneehole!~
She might've kept going if not for the next sputter of blood gracing the others' chest. This utter dingobull's the luckiest stud alive - she just netted a renewable, neverending source of virgin, oriental dicksleeves to show off to the world. All that's left to do is see just how long this one lasts.
Rizwa doesn't say anything. Just grins ferally and works her hips as she fucking destroys that Asian skank. Her claws sink deep into the boat's hips, holding her against the cracking and shuddering brick, giving her leverage to fuck this broken whore. Her hips finally slam all the way inside. Her titanic, bulging black jizz-tanks swell with niggersperm, millions of sadistic, oversized swimmers ready to bloat her with a litter that would have murdered the chink even without the brutal wrecking. Rizwa's nuts slam into Atago's thighs, shattering them in a single smash. Then they clench.
And the cum starts to flow.
It pours into the skank as Rizwa keeps thrusting, purring, an endless piston grinding the oriental onahole into paste from the inside out. Gallon after gallon of thick, writhing swimmers, squeezed out like paste with the force of a cannon inside Atago's broken, ruined guts. Tearing into her eggs, brutalizing her ovaries. She can feel them taking root in the ruins of her body, parasites devouring anything they can find, dozens of cat-bulls growing within the remains and killing her even faster than Rizwa's merciless thrusts alone, even faster than that titanic barbed bitch-ender, even faster than the sheer flow of slop bloating every crevice and drowning every organ as the American cat uses her up.
And the cum starts to flow.
It pours into the skank as Rizwa keeps thrusting, purring, an endless piston grinding the oriental onahole into paste from the inside out. Gallon after gallon of thick, writhing swimmers, squeezed out like paste with the force of a cannon inside Atago's broken, ruined guts. Tearing into her eggs, brutalizing her ovaries. She can feel them taking root in the ruins of her body, parasites devouring anything they can find, dozens of cat-bulls growing within the remains and killing her even faster than Rizwa's merciless thrusts alone, even faster than that titanic barbed bitch-ender, even faster than the sheer flow of slop bloating every crevice and drowning every organ as the American cat uses her up.
There's so much. As bone breaks and her organs squish into one-another, Atago's spraying like a faucet. She isn't even conscious, completely out for the count while her body's completely destroyed. Muscles tear. Her ribs shatter. Blood seems to flow endlessly from her mouth, head tilted back from her last set of convulsions. It's an eternity of just fucking her. Of feeling her sleeve of a body gradually fill with equally nightmarish, black fuckrods as her litter rapidly swells, literally feeding on her body while Rizwa takes care of the remains. The only noises she can manage are gurgles as she paints the pavement crimson. Her body can't pump out eggs fast enough, leaving those swimmers to fertilise anything they can touch. It's impossible, but she's just that fucking virile.
And in the meantime, the next copy's already bounding to her murder scene in a new body. Just when her corpse starts to overflow with yellowed niggerslop, Rizwa's met with two of her. The original's little more than mangled meat for her first brood to grow from, but these two… Fresh meat. Tits fatter. Asses that nearly break their backs. Hips fit to house God knows how many coons. Most importantly… Absolutely drenched. Dressed in trashy schoolgirl outfits that couldn't hope to contain her body.
Is this what you're into, Daddy? Trashy schoolgirls ready to throw their lives away for a hulking, brutal nigger that sees them as cunts who need to be educated?~
One's already slamming her palm from base, up a few feet, and all the way back down. Her hands are sliced to the bone in an instant. There's barbs constantly digging into her. It's a wonder she isn't screaming for help while she moves to squat down, open her mouth nice and wide with an Aaaahn…~ and stare her bull right in the eye.
Are you a pedo, too, Daddy?~ I can feel the throbs. ♡
The other's using her pathetic strength to move Rizwa just a few inches to mirror the others' actions, only… With her face between two fat, black mounds of blubber, lips locked with a puffy, slime-slathered doughnut-hole. Her tongue's running cricles, tracing along crevices, mopping up the thick goop drowning the valley of her ass. It'd be awful hard to say no when the reward's a treat like this.
I can get the wedding dress next time, If you want . . . ~
And in the meantime, the next copy's already bounding to her murder scene in a new body. Just when her corpse starts to overflow with yellowed niggerslop, Rizwa's met with two of her. The original's little more than mangled meat for her first brood to grow from, but these two… Fresh meat. Tits fatter. Asses that nearly break their backs. Hips fit to house God knows how many coons. Most importantly… Absolutely drenched. Dressed in trashy schoolgirl outfits that couldn't hope to contain her body.
Is this what you're into, Daddy? Trashy schoolgirls ready to throw their lives away for a hulking, brutal nigger that sees them as cunts who need to be educated?~
One's already slamming her palm from base, up a few feet, and all the way back down. Her hands are sliced to the bone in an instant. There's barbs constantly digging into her. It's a wonder she isn't screaming for help while she moves to squat down, open her mouth nice and wide with an Aaaahn…~ and stare her bull right in the eye.
Are you a pedo, too, Daddy?~ I can feel the throbs. ♡
The other's using her pathetic strength to move Rizwa just a few inches to mirror the others' actions, only… With her face between two fat, black mounds of blubber, lips locked with a puffy, slime-slathered doughnut-hole. Her tongue's running cricles, tracing along crevices, mopping up the thick goop drowning the valley of her ass. It'd be awful hard to say no when the reward's a treat like this.
I can get the wedding dress next time, If you want . . . ~
Rizwa smirks down at the two sluts ruining themselves almost before they have time to say helllo. Her murderous niggermeat pulls free - and one of the Atagos is instantly fucking slicing herself open on barbed, spiked fuckshaft almost before the American stud can turn to face her. The other one? Fucking disappears within her fetid, swampy black ass. The titanic, absurd, impossible coon purrs, casually toying with the one Atago's hair and her slutty fucking ears as she speaks.
"Forget jailbait schoolgirls. The next set better be fat-assed preteen breedmeat. As for these two… Bottoms up.~"
And with that, she fucking GULPS them down. Her cock surges over the one in front, crushing against her skull- at least she's not so pathetic that Rizwa's cock murders her before dragging her up and into her ravenous nuts, to be subjected to a hellish ocean of churning, murderous swimmers. That happens when that SLURPING tunnel of cumslit pulls her all the way in, rams her into those jizznukes, and throbs idly as the sack CRUSHES Atago between its clenching walls, leaving their broken remains to be feasted on by Rizwa's niggersperm.
The other one is even less fortunate. The cat's tail curls up under her and, with impossible force, rams her up into that slimy, puffy ass. It winks and pulses and then widens- not to take a fat, steaming dump, but to pull Atago in and turn her into one. All the tongue-worship and donut-kissing doesn't save the Boat from her fate. Rizwa grabs a hold of both black, mountainous cheeks, pulls them apart, and then slams them down- clapping the bitch's ears and leaving her neck-deep in her hungry shithole. The rest of her gets dragged up unceremoniously, to be melted down into fat and waste and a pile of useless chink bones while the catgirl just purrs and sighs, her cute little tail flicking in utter psychopathic bliss.
"Forget jailbait schoolgirls. The next set better be fat-assed preteen breedmeat. As for these two… Bottoms up.~"
And with that, she fucking GULPS them down. Her cock surges over the one in front, crushing against her skull- at least she's not so pathetic that Rizwa's cock murders her before dragging her up and into her ravenous nuts, to be subjected to a hellish ocean of churning, murderous swimmers. That happens when that SLURPING tunnel of cumslit pulls her all the way in, rams her into those jizznukes, and throbs idly as the sack CRUSHES Atago between its clenching walls, leaving their broken remains to be feasted on by Rizwa's niggersperm.
The other one is even less fortunate. The cat's tail curls up under her and, with impossible force, rams her up into that slimy, puffy ass. It winks and pulses and then widens- not to take a fat, steaming dump, but to pull Atago in and turn her into one. All the tongue-worship and donut-kissing doesn't save the Boat from her fate. Rizwa grabs a hold of both black, mountainous cheeks, pulls them apart, and then slams them down- clapping the bitch's ears and leaving her neck-deep in her hungry shithole. The rest of her gets dragged up unceremoniously, to be melted down into fat and waste and a pile of useless chink bones while the catgirl just purrs and sighs, her cute little tail flicking in utter psychopathic bliss.
It's only a matter of time 'til the next two come running. They get more than enough strange glances, as two ten year-olds clad in nothing but the most shameless thongs manage to follow her reek to track her down again. one's immediately prodding at her jizzkegs, delighting at the cracks and CRUNCHES that come with every clench, her body no doubt polluted with coonbrats. The other… Maybe she's a little grumpy, wobbling her completely illegal body behind Rizwa yet again to properly swab that shitring. She's determined, If nothing else - devoted to pushing her underaged tongue as deep as she can go to hammer at her overbloated prostate.
Her partner in crime seems more endowed, spine audibly creaking with each step, hips instinctively thrusting against the air in a lurid mating ritual - everyone knows dumb niggers can't help themselves around two globes of wobbling, clap-happy twerkmeat. The kind that beats against itself in a constant "CLAPTHWAPSMACKSMACKCLAP!" while she has the gall to try and suck one of those titanic balls between her lips. It'd never fit, of course - her sack's slooowly emptying out, but even then she can't manage - she's too young to even hope of slobbering over those head-dwarfing bullnuts. She manages a portion, though.
In the meantime, the originals' body's being painted yet again. Her minutes-old spawn are humping at her corpse, grinding against long-dead meat, utterly drowning her remains in loads that most couldn't even hope to produce. Just the thought of it has those two tails shifting, while one of them mewls and cries out in utter delight as thick fingers toy with an ear. She could engulf the top of that head with nothing but her palm if she wanted to. She'd die in an instant if she were speared. There's some fucked-up, carnal enjoyment that comes with the thought. She wouldn't even be in high-school and she's ready to kill herself to get her coondaddy off. To make that spadespear lurch in climax just one more time.
Thahhh Thashtoomuuh…! Not the eaaarshhh..!!~
And in the meantime, the other's reduced to sucking, slurping, and peppering the Cats' asshole in kisses. Does she even know it's attached to a person at this point? She seems utterly lost in trance.
Her partner in crime seems more endowed, spine audibly creaking with each step, hips instinctively thrusting against the air in a lurid mating ritual - everyone knows dumb niggers can't help themselves around two globes of wobbling, clap-happy twerkmeat. The kind that beats against itself in a constant "CLAPTHWAPSMACKSMACKCLAP!" while she has the gall to try and suck one of those titanic balls between her lips. It'd never fit, of course - her sack's slooowly emptying out, but even then she can't manage - she's too young to even hope of slobbering over those head-dwarfing bullnuts. She manages a portion, though.
In the meantime, the originals' body's being painted yet again. Her minutes-old spawn are humping at her corpse, grinding against long-dead meat, utterly drowning her remains in loads that most couldn't even hope to produce. Just the thought of it has those two tails shifting, while one of them mewls and cries out in utter delight as thick fingers toy with an ear. She could engulf the top of that head with nothing but her palm if she wanted to. She'd die in an instant if she were speared. There's some fucked-up, carnal enjoyment that comes with the thought. She wouldn't even be in high-school and she's ready to kill herself to get her coondaddy off. To make that spadespear lurch in climax just one more time.
Thahhh Thashtoomuuh…! Not the eaaarshhh..!!~
And in the meantime, the other's reduced to sucking, slurping, and peppering the Cats' asshole in kisses. Does she even know it's attached to a person at this point? She seems utterly lost in trance.
Rizwa laughs as the corpse of the original Atago fucking drowns in squirming, groaning, absurdly hung brats, without her even needing to lift another finger. God, these chinks are just falling all over themselves to get murdered! And who is she to deny them? Her balls are leading her thoughts now, and her balls want to murderfuck and genocide every single slant-eyed skank. And the shameless, absurd niggerdaddy… decides she'd better get started on that seriously now.
Her cock SLAMS down into the slutty preschool titwhore below her. Her throat shatters in an instant, torn open by vicious spikes as Rizwa effortlessly pounds her into the fucking ground, impaling her face to ass in a single spine-mangling stroke. The coonstud pulls halfway back even as her balls swing against the Atago's remains, and then - clench.
A fresh blast of seed, bubbling and steaming and foul, bloats the corpse until it pops, leaving gore and growing swimmers to fall uselessly off her sweat-slicked murdermeat and splatter on the ground. The stench is intoxicating, a fog of pheromones, drawing in chinks from miles away, tailor-made to lure in oriental snuffsluts.
Rizwa flicks her tail in satisfaction, drooling genocidal sludge and a few extra bones onto the growing pool, watching the fog waft off it in thick, visible clouds of fucksmog. Then, almost as an afterthought, she works her powerful ass muscles and pushes.
A steaming pile of shit is all that remains of the Atago murdered in her ass, and it takes another one on the way out. A log of filth that just keeps going and going, drowning the ass-eater in filth that burns at her tongue, burns at her face, literally burns her away, its fetid aroma another disgusting attraction to bring all the ricebunnies to their execution. A mountain of thick, brown shit crushes the girl, leaving little but a pile of bones and a pyramid of filth as Rizwa finishes that satisfying, relaxing, murderous dump with a happy sigh, not even bothering to wipe her ass as she stands up and walks away, in search of the next willing, eager victim…
Her cock SLAMS down into the slutty preschool titwhore below her. Her throat shatters in an instant, torn open by vicious spikes as Rizwa effortlessly pounds her into the fucking ground, impaling her face to ass in a single spine-mangling stroke. The coonstud pulls halfway back even as her balls swing against the Atago's remains, and then - clench.
A fresh blast of seed, bubbling and steaming and foul, bloats the corpse until it pops, leaving gore and growing swimmers to fall uselessly off her sweat-slicked murdermeat and splatter on the ground. The stench is intoxicating, a fog of pheromones, drawing in chinks from miles away, tailor-made to lure in oriental snuffsluts.
Rizwa flicks her tail in satisfaction, drooling genocidal sludge and a few extra bones onto the growing pool, watching the fog waft off it in thick, visible clouds of fucksmog. Then, almost as an afterthought, she works her powerful ass muscles and pushes.
A steaming pile of shit is all that remains of the Atago murdered in her ass, and it takes another one on the way out. A log of filth that just keeps going and going, drowning the ass-eater in filth that burns at her tongue, burns at her face, literally burns her away, its fetid aroma another disgusting attraction to bring all the ricebunnies to their execution. A mountain of thick, brown shit crushes the girl, leaving little but a pile of bones and a pyramid of filth as Rizwa finishes that satisfying, relaxing, murderous dump with a happy sigh, not even bothering to wipe her ass as she stands up and walks away, in search of the next willing, eager victim…
Most would be terrified at how effective it is. Gooks from across the continent come running to serve, and most of them don't even manage that - choking on the fumes, only to inevitably pump out another set of kittens, knocked up by stench alone. Atago's left giggling to herself as her body melts into nothingness,bones vaporised by the heat alone. Millions of skanks are fawning over her body, slobbering over ever inch, sucking at anything they can, shaking fat asses until their spines snap in two, only to continue their devotion until the slightest trickle of sweat fills their bodies with toxins, and instantly ends them. It isn't just Asian whores; meat all over the world's desperate to serve. European, Middle-Eastern, African, South-American, every shape, size, and race tries its' utmost to compete for first place. Billions drown in an attempt to swim, floating corpses creating a bridge that lets some of them cross. An eternity of worship ensues. Faggots and cows alike are left pushing out dark children, left screaming before they can even push them out. Most have their wombs ate open, clawed out of and left to spasm. Everything dies. The atmosphere turns into fetid fuckmusk. The seas turn yellow. The land is covered in millions of pounds of shit.
There's nothing left but Daddy and her spawn. Alpha niggers. All because she got tired of a single skank.
Luckily for her, the factories are still around. Even when Humanity fails, she has an endless supply of shipskanks. Washington, Prinz, Drake, Akagi, Jeanne d'Arc, Littorio, Avrora, Ping Hai, even Hiryuu - born of the arbiter of reality - fails to resist, mass-produced and slaughtered in the name of getting Rizwa off. It never ends. After a planet, It'll be a solar system. After that, a galaxy. After that, she'll give concepts like "space" and "time" form just to rape them to death, only to fuck reality itself.
All because that's exactly what Daddy fucking deserves.
There's nothing left but Daddy and her spawn. Alpha niggers. All because she got tired of a single skank.
Luckily for her, the factories are still around. Even when Humanity fails, she has an endless supply of shipskanks. Washington, Prinz, Drake, Akagi, Jeanne d'Arc, Littorio, Avrora, Ping Hai, even Hiryuu - born of the arbiter of reality - fails to resist, mass-produced and slaughtered in the name of getting Rizwa off. It never ends. After a planet, It'll be a solar system. After that, a galaxy. After that, she'll give concepts like "space" and "time" form just to rape them to death, only to fuck reality itself.
All because that's exactly what Daddy fucking deserves.