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Subject: {ASSM} Waiting for Mamma   (ped,rape,tort,snuff)
Date: Tue, 23 Apr 2002 23:10:02 -0400
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I wrote this story from my head and not from real life.

It'll piss you off if you don't like this kind of thing so don't
read it.

You saw the story code.

You have been warned!

I also refuse to babysit anyones kids!

"Waiting For Momma"
by AnonSicko

 She sat there playing with her dolls. Long golden hair, bright
blue eyes, and dimples. Her legs were skinny and her shoes seemed
too big. She moved as she played with the clumsy like movements
of a growing child.

 She was waiting for me to take her to her momma.

 I sat down my book and said, "I think she's ready now. You want
to see your momma yet?"

 The child's eyes lit up and she jumped to her feet unsteadily,
then reached down to grab her teddy bear. She never went anywhere
without her teddy bear.

 "Let's go." I said as I grabbed her tiny hand. "Follow me."

 I led her to the stairs and down we went. The child had not seen
this part of the house before in the few days she has stayed with
me. She looked at everything with the magical wonder of a child,
imagining that we were on our way to a secret castle, maybe where
her momma sat as the queen.

 The room we walked into was bright white and sterile, like a
doctors examination room. In the middle was a steel table and I
sat the child on it while she looked at me with a question in her
eyes. "Aren't we going to see mommy?"

 "Yes, but we have to get you ready first. It's a special magical
place and I'm going to help you get ready. Now lay down."

 The child did as she was told. "But it's cold. And it stinks in
here."

 I put her arms over her head and fastened them to the ends of
the table with leather restraints. I did the same with her feet,
giving her a tug to stretch her tight.

 The child tightened up when I produced a needle and injected it
into her arm. It happened so fast that she didn't have time to
become scared, but she was worried now. Then I could see her
become groggy and dream like.

 I pulled a tray next to her and held up a pair of snips. She saw
them and it took a moment to register what they were. Then I
clipped down her pretty dress, the special one she put on just
for her momma, and then removed her little briefs as well.

 The table had a lever which tilted it when pressed. I tilted her
to a 45% position and the restraints on her arms tightened up
with her weight.

 Then I stood in front of her. "You can't be a virgin in this
special place." I said as I removed my trousers.

 The child looked confused. "What?" she asked dreamily.

 I put a drollop of KY on my finger and took her virginity like
that. The drug was making her feel it dully and it was a minute
before discomfort registered on her face.

 "Okay. Are you ready to see your momma now?" I asked her. A
smile slowly spread across her little face and all memory of my
finger invading her was gone.

 I stepped back and pulled a cloth off of the table tilted in
front of her and there was her momma, bound to the table like the
child was.

 "Momma." the child murmured with a nice happy smile. Then her
face became confused again.

 The child's momma was naked and staring ahead at nothing. She
didn't even bother to look at her precious little daughter. Also
her rib cage was opened down to her belly and there were no
organs left in there.

 They had all eventually fallen on me as I fucked her twitching
body while she slowly died as I put my hands inside of her to
feel around her internal organs.

 The child had still not quite figured out what was wrong with
her momma in her drugged state. I waited as long as I needed to
for it to sink in.

 Then her breath became jagged and I could tell for her sobs that
she was becoming traumatized.

 I produced a scalpel from the tray beside her and held it for
the child to see. Then the room seemed to shrink for me and I was
looking at the three of us as if I was a giant looking into a
doll house.

 "Are you ready to join your momma now?" I said.

 The drug made her slow and loose. My cock needed to be inside of
her first. I stepped forward and leaned against her, pushing with
my free hand to find the way in.

 The child was preoccupied with her disturbing vision and wasn't
aware of me pushing through to her until the pain became enough
to penetrate the effects of the narcotic.

 It didn't seem to hurt her enough though and I rammed her
harder, forcing her body to give up more space for me. This
seemed to work better but the drug also dulled her senses. Still,
it was necessary to prolong her little life.

 Psychological trauma will have to do in the mean time. I said to
her ear, "Your momma was a great fuck. It took hours for her to
die." I reach up my hand to push her face to face with me. There
was some of her cunt blood on my fingers. "The best part was when
I reached in and squeezed the inside of her cunt over my cock."

 The child started to feel fear. It overrode the drug in her
system and I could see her eyes focus on me better. I couldn't
seem to help grinning like a fool.

 "Your momma died very painfully and slow. She forgot all about
you." The child's eyes started to blur again. "She's never, ever,
ever going to talk to you again. She's gone and you're here with
me all alone now."

 The child broke into tears and her small face screwed up into an
awful frown. She murmured, "Momma." in a pathetic sobby way.

 I held the scalpel an inch from her face and said, "I killed her
with this knife right here. The same knife I'm going to use on
you now."

 I reached around and grabbed her teddy bear and held it close to
our faces. Then I ran the scalpel down it's front and the rough
material parted as if by magic. White stuffing popped out.

 The child's eyes were fixed on her precious teddy bear. She
murmured, "Teddy" this time.

 It's funny how a child sees their toys as people.

 I started to pull the stuffing out of it and drop it to the
floor. When the middle was mostly empty, I said to the child,
"It's dead now. Bye bye, Teddy."

 I dropped it's lifeless husk to the floor. I could hear Teddy
screaming in my head.

 Everything seemed to go in slow motion for me.

 The child was aware of my blade cutting into her belly before I
was. Blood dribbled down her front and over the base of my cock
and balls.

 I wasn't cutting too deeply. I stopped above her cunt and
touched the raw stringy muscles underneath. It felt more rubbery
than her mothers did.

 I needed to have more.

 My hand started to spread her top layer of flesh apart to expose
more muscle and then I pushed my hand between muscle and flesh to
feel around her middle and towards her back. It was tight back
there and it resisted my efforts.

 I strained to focus on the child's face again. It was contorted
up, but not as bad as her mothers did during the same point of
our play.

 I wanted in deeper. I needed to feel more of her forbidden
fruits.

 I brought the knife to where her belly button used to be and cut
a small slit. The child didn't react as much as from the first
cut.

 I probed with my finger until I found the remnant of the inside
channel to her umbilical cord. With a little pressure I could
open the path again. Mamma's was long gone.

 I pulled my cock out of the child and stood on my toes. I pushed
my cock head up against the slit. "This is where your were once
connected to your mamma." I said, my voice seeming to sound too
high and shaky. "It was a special place just for you and her. Now
I'm going to fuck it."

 I pushed in hard but it yielded slowly. The child cried out in
serious anguish for the first time. God, it was good! It was so
good! It was tight and yet seemed to want me in there.

 Then, I felt it break open and I was suddenly fucking freely
into her intestines.

 "God damn it!" I yelled at her. "God damn, you stupid cunt! Hold
it together!" But it was too late. I came in her organs.

 "No!" I cried. I didn't want this to be over. She wasn't going
to last for much longer.

 I hurriedly pulled out from her gut and my cock was almost black
with her blood and small bits of stringy matter. I used my hand
to reinsert it into her cunt and held myself there, wishing for
my erection to stay.

 It was no use. I could feel myself shrinking.

 In anger I sliced her belly muscles open and spread her gut open
for me to see. Her weakened body shuddered so fast that it felt
like a vibrator on my cock.

 The child made a mewing noise and was beyond pain. I stared and
soaked it up.

 My cock was getting hard again. My senses became alive and
electric. Everything around me became sharp and dangerous
feeling. I hissed, "Yessss" and pulled off my shirt to bare my
body fully to her spirits.

 I felt super hard inside of her and gently leaned in to press my
shaved belly to her opened pink and red things inside. They
seemed to move in an internal rhythm with her quickening
heartbeat against me.

 I fought the urge to just rip blindly at them and pull them
free. No! That would be too quick. I must go slow and make it
last.

 I dropped the knife. Everything was there for the taking now. I
didn't need it.

 My fingers of both hands tenderly found their way into her body.
I could feel the organs part with only a little effort and I
tried to leave them in their original places.

 The child felt so hot inside! I wanted to reach up and squeeze
her heart.

 No! Not yet!

 Instead, I pulled a hand out and found the flap where the flesh
had parted from the muscle and worked it free below the cut.

 2 fingers made their way under her flesh to the top of her cunt
lips and it felt squishy down there. I tried to part the flesh
covering her clit but it held fast and I would have to rip her
badly to free it.

 Her legs called to me. I could hear her thighs say to me,
"Please. Not us. Don't hurt us too."

 My hands worked the flesh free from the front of her thighs. The
child started to shudder badly and seemed to have a fit. Halfway
down, I found a break in the muscle and forced my fingers between
them to thouch her thigh bone.

 Then the child simply stopped moving.

 No! She couldn't have died already! I checked her pulse. It was
still beating. The child was still alive.

 I reached with a bloody hand for the smelling salts and broke it
in front of her nose. It took a few passings but she woke again.

 I could tell it wouldn't be long. I had to work fast.

 My cock throbbed in her with anticipation. This was going to be
the best part.

 The child was in shock and everything from here on would be
simple autonomic responses. So I reach under her rib cage with
one hand and down to her undeveloped ovaries with the other.

 I crushed each ovary in turn with my fist and opened a path
between her lungs and ribs with the other hand.

 That was painful for her, I could see and hear it.

 I pulled the ovary hand out and slid it outside her body to her
back between it and the table then yanked her belly towards me.
She bent easier with her front opened and all of her small
intestines popped out onto me like a party favor.

 Then with my free hand I grabbed them and let them unwind as I
slid them over my chest wetly. I covered myself with the insides
of the child and reached my other hand around her heart.

 It was still beating and it bumped against my hand.

 I cupped her heart and in a sudden lucid moment, the child
opened her eyes at me and murmured, "No."

 I started to squeeze her heart and then came hard into hercunt.

 The child's body fought hard and shook against me as my grip on
her heart increased. I saw fireworks and felt like I was
travelling a million miles an hour through space and time.

 As I continued to cum, I ripped at her heart and it started to
come free in my hand.

 The child made a wide eyed choking sound like a cat coughing up
a hairball. And then it was over.

 I stopped cumming.

 The child stopped living.

 It was the most real moment of my life and it was over.

 My original intent was to have this one perfect moment and then
relish it for the rest of my life. But I could see now that I
couldn't give this up.

 I planned what I would do with the next child.


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