I'd first met Lindsay a little over a year ago when she came to my clinic. The girl had an incredibly active sex life and regularly attended huge sex parties. She used birth control, but those pills aren't perfect and, with all the cum that got dumped inside her, she was bound to get knocked up sooner or later. She had enormous breasts, even before she started lactating, and a soft, round ass with cheeks the size of a man's head. She had been impregnated at one of her parties and, unwilling to let a child get in the way of her pleasure, she decided to have me kill the little bastard before he could become a burden. The thought of snuffing out an unborn life so that she could continue partying aroused her (and me) to no end and, as soon as her vagina was healed, she let me screw her without a condom nonstop for the following week. She didn't care if she got pregnant and, if she could get another abortion, she even hoped for it.
It was over a year later when I got a phone call from her. "Hi," she said. "I don't know if you remember me. I'm Lindsay."
My cock sprang up at the memories. "Yeah, I remember you."
"I got pregnant again after my last abortion. Triplets."
A bit of precum dripped from the head of my cock. I'd murdered twins, triples, and even quads in their mothers' wombs. I usually came in my pants during the procedure. "You want me to get rid of them?" I asked breathlessly.
"Well, they're already born. Mom wouldn't pay for an abortion. She said aborting triplets would be a massacre. And it would have been." Her voice was breathless at that last sentence. I could tell Lindsay was getting off at the thought of killing three unborn babies at once. So was I.
"Those little bitches are taking over my life!" she said, her voice suddenly angry. "Always crying, puking, and shitting. I haven't had a good fuck in weeks. I barely even have the time to masturbate now. I heard you can take care of these things, even after they're born. I even have enough money to pay for it now. But..."
"But what?"
"If I get rid of the triplets Mom will kick me out of the house."
"Don't worry. Bring her to the clinic with you. I promise that not only will she accept your decision, she'll want to do it herself."
A week later, Lindsay brought her kids to the clinic as planned. She had two in a twin stroller and a third strapped to her back. The moment she opened the door, I realized why the abortion business was so good. The babies squirmed and wailed incessantly. Lindsay pushed the stroller in. She'd gained weight during her pregnancy, but she gained it in all the right places. Her breasts, heavy with milk, were now an E-cup and her ass would be the perfect cushion for buttfucking.
But all thoughts of Lindsay were pushed from my mind when I laid eyes on her mother, Shannon. Lindsay was hot, but her mother was a fuckin' goddess! She had all of Lindsay's assets with the time for them to mature and ripen. My hand shook as I offered her some drug-laced tea. I wondered how a woman so absolutely gorgeous had never had at least one abortion.
"So why am I here?" asked Shannon. I watched intently as she sipped her tea.
"To learn the sinful pleasure of killing a child so that you can live however you want."
With a look of shock on her beautiful face, Shannon dropped her teacup and fell over unconscious.
Lindsay and I took her into a side bedroom, stripped her naked, and bent her over a table. We shackled her arms to special posts on the table and her legs to the table's legs.
"So what are you..." Lindsay stopped short. Her unconscious mother was slumped over the table, mooning us with her perfect ass. As if in a trance, we knelt before it as if we were worshipping it, our faces mere inches away from those glorious cheeks. We pressed our faces into its soft flesh, licking and kissing it. Our tongues teased Shannon's asshole.
I eventually managed the willpower to speak. "Lindsay, we have to set up. Go get the babies." Grimacing, Lindsay pulled herself away from her mother's flawless ass and went into the waiting room to fetch her children. I cringed as she brought them into the room, hearing their awful shrieking again.
"What do I do with them?" Lindsay asked, raising her voice to be heard over the noise.
I pointed to a metal table sitting in front of a machine hidden under a cover. "Put them there." I whipped off the cover, revealing a laser-like weapon mounted on a turret. "It's a shrink ray," I explained to her. I aimed the shrink ray at the bawling triplets on the table and fired. A green light blazed over them. When the light faded, the triplets were so small I could fit them all on my hand at once.
"What the...?" We heard Shannon groan as she finally regained consciousness. Realizing that she was bound and naked, she began struggling. "What is this? Let me go! Help!" she shouted.
"This room is soundproof," I said. "It won't do any good to yell."
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"This." I showed her her shrunken grandchildren on a tray. She began screaming.
"Lindsay, what the fuck do you think you're doing?!"
"I'm getting an abortion, Mom. I'm getting rid of those little leeches for good. And you're going to figure out how pleasurable it is."
Lindsay spread Shannon's asscheeks as I pushed the first baby into her anus. Using my finger, I pushed the supposedly precious life deep into Shannon's rectum to mingle with her shit. One of her sisters followed. We watched as Shannon's asshole swallowed her grandchildren like a hungry beast.
"Oh, ooooh, AH!" Shannon's fearful screams turned to sexual moans as she felt her grandchildren struggling helplessly in her bowels. My hardening cock strained at the fly of my pants.
"Your turn, Lindsay," I said. Grinning broadly, she pulled down her panties and flipped up her skirt, revealing her bare bottom. I pushed the last baby into her mother's ass, giving it a good slap on the right cheek. Lindsay sat down on a hard chair, feeling her baby's dying struggles in her crotch and belly.
"Oh yes!" Lindsay gasped. Her lust had been so powerful that she came barely a minute after. Wave after wave of pleasure raced through her body. Her nether regions contracted violently, crushing and squeezing her trapped daughter to death. Exhausted from the intense pleasure, Lindsay went limp and dropped off her chair.
Catching her breath, Lindsay asked, "How do you like it, Mom?"
"I-I can feel their struggles in my cunt. They're beating my clit! It's so wrong, so sinful. I'm gonna cuuumm..." Shannon's face scrunched up as she willed herself not to climax.
"Sometimes the babies suffocate in the feces," I said. "But it's usually the orgasm that kills them. It crushes them to a bloody pulp."
"Mustn't cum...I can't cum," Shannon whispered to herself.
"Forget about them," I said. Shannon shook her head. "Let them go. Climax and you can have free, pleasurable life your daughter has. Kill your grandkids. It'll make you cum."
"Oh...oh YEEESSS!" Shannon screamed as she finally came. Her rectum clenched like a fist, squeezing the two babies to death. Her violent orgasm continued for over a minute before her body finally relaxed and she slumped onto the table.
"Well, Mom, how did you like it?" Lindsay asked with a grin.
Panting, Shannon answered, "If we had shrink rays around when you were a kid, I would've done this to you."
I watched as more cum dripped down the insides of Lindsay's thighs from underneath her skirt. The thought excited her immensely.
"Let's do it!" She shouted, drunk on lust. She ran in front of the shrink ray. "I wanna die in that beautiful ass!"
Without hesitation, I fired the ray and shrunk Lindsay down. Picking her up, I massaged her breasts with my thumb, watching as tiny drops of milk flowed out of them. The tiny Lindsay massaged her clit by hand, ready to die in her mother's ass.
"Oh God, it's so big," she said, staring at her mom's ass. "If you could see it like this. It's perfect! Stick me in!"
I pushed Lindsay's head past Shannon's sphincter. Her eager anus did the rest of the work, sucking Lindsay up by itself. Almost immediately, Shannon screamed in joy.
"Untie me and fuck me in the cunt," she shouted at me. "I want you to feel my daughter's struggles."
I quickly undid the shackles that held her to the table. Shannon turned and tackled me to the floor. She undid my fly, tearing my pants in her eagerness. My cock, hardened to its full length, shot straight up. Shannon, her daughter dying in her rectum, impaled herself on it.
The feeling was amazing. My dick felt Lindsay's pathetic struggles through the thin flesh separating Shannon's cunt and ass. That, combined with the tightness of Shannon's cunt, brought me dangerously close to my orgasm.
"Get me pregnant," groaned Shannon. "Fuck me and knock me up! I want another baby to murder in nine months!"
The thought of snuffing out the life of my own child pushed me over the edge. "Agh, I'm CUMMING!" With a savage roar I spurted what felt like a gallon of cum into my new lover's unprotected womb. Shannon came along with me, spelling Lindsay's final doom. Our combined juices flowed from her cunt and over my balls. We held together, humping and cumming for over a minute before we finally came down from our high. Shannon slumped down on top of me, my softening dick still inside her.
Relaxed, Shannon let out a loud fart, expelling her daughter and granddaughter from her bowels. This made me release one last spurt of cum inside her.
Nine months later, Shannon showed up at my clinic again with two baby boys that looked a lot like me.
Chapter 2
I was as excited, if not more so, than my lover. As an abortionist, I had killed many unborn children who, by cruel chance, were unfortunate enough to be born to those few mothers willing to do anything for their own pleasure. I had shamelessly scraped the pieces of babies from their wombs while their mothers screamed in ecstasy and showered me with pussy cum. But this was my first time destroying lives that I myself had conceived. Our children clenched in my fist, I made my way to Shannon's bed, hoping that I wouldn't accidentally shoot my load in my pants.
"It's finally time," Shannon said breathlessly. She reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart. Her puckered asshole opened, the Gate to Hell for our son. As I prepared to push one of our miniaturized children inside, he started screaming and struggling, as if he knew what was about to happen.
"Quiet, you little bastard," Shannon growled as I shoved our baby into her anus, muffling its cries. "You're spoiling Mommy and Daddy's fun." I thought of our son, struggling and caked in his mommy's shit.
I pushed the second kid into his mother's cunt. I pushed him in halfway before Shannon's muscles began working on their own. Her pussy devoured the poor child like a hungry animal. Moaning in pleasure, Shannon arched her back and clinched her buttocks, forcing our kids even deeper into her body. It wouldn't kill them, but it likely broke some of their bones.
Shannon flipped over onto her back, spreading her legs. I could see our son struggling within the folds of her pussy. I joined her in bed and mounted her, filling her cunt with my cock and cutting off our son's last meager hopes of escape.
"Agh! Oh! OHHH!" Shannon moaned loudly as she felt the combined pleasure of my cock and our children's dying struggles. I felt my child's death throes as my cock pushed him inescapably deep into his mother's uterus. As our children's time of death approached, my thrusts grew stronger and Shannon's humping became more wild and violent. Our bodies smacked together loudly, beating and abusing the baby boys inside her.
"It's time! I'm gonna cum!" Shannon screamed. "Cum with me, lover. Let's cum and kill our BABIIIEEESSSS!" Her bowels clenched as she screamed in orgasm, bucking wildly and tossing her beautiful hair around. I felt my baby's body being shattered by her contracting rectum. Unable to hold back any longer, I released what felt like a gallon of cum inside her. My dick came like a fire hose, propelling my remaining child back into his mother's womb. If he wasn't crushed to death by her orgasm, then he would surely drown to death in my cum. How ironic that his mother's womb, the place where we gave him life, would also be the place where we took it away. I was sure that he couldn't survive.
Afterwards, the crushed and bloody remains of our son leaked from Shannon's ass as expected. However, the baby in her pussy didn't come out. I told her to go home, thinking that our son would pass out of there eventually.
The next day, I returned to my clinic and slaughtered several innocent children as usual. One of my customers was a twenty-nine year old married woman who had come to me behind her husband's back. She was financially and socially ideal as a mother. However, she simply did not like her children. So I shrunk down both her two-year-old daughter and her newborn son. She swallowed them both whole and we watched on sonogram as those two little burdens were dissolved by her stomach acid. I even rigged up a microphone so that we could record their screams of "Mommy, Mommy!" I didn't even get slightly hard. How could I, when I'd experienced the ultimate pleasure of killing my own offspring?
I thought back to the first abortion I ever performed. My mother had been pregnant with my would-be little sister. I slipped some drugs into her drink. When she found out about her "miscarriage", she locked herself in her room while I stayed in my room next door, jerking off while listening to her cries. From that day forward, I had descended into greater depths of perversion, thinking it would never end. But enough reminiscing.
Only a few weeks later, Shannon returned to my clinic, her belly swelling as if she were five months pregnant. Doing a sonogram, I was certain that this was the same baby that we had just tried to kill. But now it had an umbilical cord and was acting like a normal, though quickly developing, fetus. Apparently, if a shrunken person was returned to its mother's womb, it could take on certain fetal characteristics. I had basically re-impregnated Shannon with our son.
Then it hit me and my cock sprang to life once again. I could shrink myself down, return to my mother's womb, and have myself aborted.
I soon hatched a plan. Shannon had been more than happy to help. I would call my mother, Michelle, and tell her of my role in my little sister's death. Shannon would then approach her, offering her revenge. She would shrink me and return me to the womb. Right before my re-delivery, she would abort me. I nearly came just thinking about it.
First step was to call my mom. "Hi, Mom?"
"Oh, hello."
"I have something to tell you," I said. "I caused your miscarriage." I let the lust I felt leak into my voice.
There was a long moment of silence before I heard Michelle's voice again. "What?" she whispered. "You did what?"
"I aborted my sister," I said smoothly. "And I jacked off while listening to you cry about it. I think I had six orgasms in a row."
"YOU BASTARD!" she screamed. "How could you? I wish I'd aborted you!" I came in my pants as she slammed the phone down. Things couldn't have worked out better.
A few weeks later, Shannon called my mother and offered her revenge. She easily got my mother to agree. A few minutes before my mother arrived, Shannon fired the shrink ray at me. The green light washed over me and suddenly the world shot up above me. There I sat on the tray, like so many of my victims before me. I had jerked off several times thinking of what was about to happen to me.
Soon my mother arrived. She laid back in my abortion chair with her legs spread, one of the sexiest sights I ever saw. As Shannon prepared to force me into my mother's womb, I screamed and struggled, pretending to be afraid. I felt the walls of my vengeful mother's cunt closing in around me. They beat and squeezed me mercilessly until I blanked out.
When I came to, I was in the liquid bath of my mother's womb. An umbilical cord had reformed in my stomach. My mind filled with thoughts of my upcoming abortion. My mother screaming and writhing in ecstasy as her terrible son was killed in her womb. I reached down to jerk off again but paused. It looked like a speck of dust, but I knew what it was. My mother's egg. Frantically, I jerked off, spewing my seed directly onto it. The fertilized egg was, for whatever reason, fast developing as well. Soon I had a perfectly fuckable baby sister/daughter to serve as my sperm dumpster, relieving my lust as we awaited our mother's abortion. I spent more time with my cock in her than out of her. The incestuous pleasures she gave me made me almost regret aborting my other sister. Almost.
We suffered incredible abuse from our mother. She would lay facedown, crushing us in her belly, smacking her stomach and taunting us. The womb would shake violently as she brought random men home. Their giant cocks would beat at the outside of her womb, stopping just short of impaling us. I could hear Michelle beg them to beat her pregnant belly. When she came, her orgasm would threaten to crush us.
Finally, the big day came. I heard Shannon's indistinct voice.
"Yes," said Michelle. "Kill the little bastards."
'It's time,' I thought. I heard my mother shriek deliciously as Shannon began pushing a long and powerful dildo into her cunt, preparing to tear us apart. My sister looked around frightened, not knowing what that strange sound was. Her innocent fear aroused me to no end and I just had to fuck her one last time. I wanted her to die with my dick inside her.
Soon the dildo ruptured the womb. My sister waved her little arms helplessly as this unknown machine invaded our womb. The dildo impaled her chest like a knife. I came inside her for one last time as I watched the life leave her eyes. I felt Michelle buck wildly, experiencing for the first time the pleasure gained from sucking the life from her own child.
At last, the dildo aimed for me and I prepared to give my mother the cum of her life. I jizzed once more on the dildo as it pressed against me and tore me apart. My mother had the greatest orgasm of her life, her womb contracting and forcing me onto the dildo. My world went black as I disappeared, one last smile on my lips.
The End
Copyright 2008. Gideon
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