Title: Seoyun and the Pigman

Keywords: Mg, ped, rape, viol, snuff

Summary: A pretty Korean-American girl runs into trouble when she doesn't join her family for a bushwalk...

Author: Mondai

(This story features the rape and murder of a young girl.
Obviously these acts are not condoned in real life.)

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"Seoyun, are you coming this time?"
"Of course not, she never does! She's done nothing but read her
books the whole trip!"
"Come on, this one's not a long walk. And there'll be a
waterfall!"
The little Korean American girl looked up from her novel long
enough to shoot a withering glare at her older sister, the one
responsible for the harsher words. Then she shook her head, not
even bothering to give a verbal answer. No, she wouldn't be going
on any bushwalks. Even short ones. And by now, they shouldn't
even have to ask.

They knew she didn't really like camping, and that she wasn't
anywhere near as sporty and active as they all were. Were they
just doing this to rub it in? She sighed heavily into her book,
trying to distract herself from her irritation with the words on
the page. A book about a young fairy who'd been separated from
her village, braving all the perils of a great forest just to get
home. Seoyun felt much the same, even if the most she'd really
had to `brave' out here was eating food cooked on the campfire.
Dad always insisted on cooking when it came to these trips, and
it was nowhere near as good as mum's meals back home!

Lost in her book, the sun started to set before Seoyun had even
realised it, her family still having not yet returned. So much
for it not being a long walk! With a slight yawn, the young girl
set down her book and finally headed out of the cramped tent,
still dressed in what she'd slept in. Her barely pubescent body
hugged by a simple T-shirt with a faded, pastel-coloured design
of a stylised bunny character, and a ruffled pair of pyjama
shorts in pink with white dots. When her slender arms reached
above her head in a stretch, up went her shirt too, flat little
tummy peeking briefly through the gap. At eleven, she'd not yet
reached the age where she was too concerned about how she looked,
but she certainly didn't have anything to worry about in that
regard. Even the glasses she wore, which she was a little
self-conscious about, only lent her a cuteness that fit well with
her innocent, angelic features. Certainly a pretty girl, even if
she didn't quite know it herself.

It was kind of nice being out here alone, and with the setting
sun casting a lovely golden light upon all the trees, she had to
admit there was a real natural beauty to the place. Probably not
enough to justify roughing it in tents for a few days, and
especially not with the family's strictly enforced "no
technology" policy, but she ought to do her best to enjoy it
while she was here, right? Wondering how best she might actually
do that, the burbling of a nearby stream caught Seoyun's
attention, the only sound other than the gentle rustling of
leaves in the afternoon breeze. Slipping on her sneakers, she
bent over to get the laces, hardly realising the action left her
pert little bum in the air and being hugged tightly by her
somewhat skimpy shorts. Well, with nobody but her family out
here, it wasn't like she had to worry about anyone seeing!

Or so she thought.

Heading off towards the trees in the direction of the sound of
running water, Seoyun found a walking trail worn into the ground.
Following it eagerly as it wound its way through the trees down a
somewhat steep slope, she'd reached the nearby stream after only
a minute or two. It ran quite rapidly, tumbling over a mess of
rocks that the young girl quickly headed over to. Balancing
carefully on her skinny legs, she hopped nimbly from one natural
stepping stone to the next, working her way over to a big flat
rock jutting out from the water level. Despite feeling like she
might be just a bit too old for this, she couldn't help but smile
to herself upon reaching her goal. Wondering what the boy she
liked from school might have thought if he saw her grinning just
from being able to jump across a few rocks. Immediately her
cheeks pinkened, but it was nice just thinking of him, her crush
staying on her mind as she bent down and put one hand into the
water, feeling the current. Curious, she cupped both hands and
lifted some to her mouth too. Just pure, boring old water, though
its cool temperature was quite soothing as she swallowed it down.
A cute little "Aaaah!" given to no one when she was done
drinking.

It started to get darker, and a bit of a chill in the air
signalled the impending night, prompting the pretty preteen to
start hopping her way back across the rocks. She got halfway
before the sound of something moving through the trees stopped
her. Startled, she nearly slipped and lost her balance, giving
out a girlish squeal before she managed to right herself and
quickly finish hopping on back over to the shore. Once there, she
stopped and peered into the trees, trying to work out what had
made the sound, but her big brown eyes could find nothing. Maybe
it was just a falling branch. Hopefully.

Now a little on edge, with a healthy population of butterflies
now joining her in her stomach, the young girl resolved to head
straight back to camp before it got any darker. She couldn't help
but give frequent glances off to the trees lining her right,
where the sound had come from, but nothing leapt out at her and
she told herself that she was just being paranoid. Made sure to
keep up her slightly quickened pace and get herself back to camp
and cosy in her sleeping bag before it got any colder.

By the time she'd made her way back along the bank of the stream
and to the walking trail, she'd managed to calm down a little.
The cold biting into her slender arms and legs and the grumbles
of hunger in her flat tummy her primary concerns now as she
tromped along back to camp. And that was when he struck.

It all happened in an instant, the sudden sound of movement
behind her causing the little girl to look around just in time to
see a large man charging at her, clad all in black and wearing
the hideous mask of a pig, like something from Halloween. Frozen,
he was on her in seconds, her shrill scream soon cut off by the
big hand over her mouth, fingers gripping her jaw painfully. Now
she tried to run, but already she found his big arm around her
body, the sheer size difference between them reducing her efforts
to a series of desperate squirms that got her nowhere. Terrified,
she couldn't think properly what to do, instinct and adrenaline
prompting her to try to drive her elbow into him there behind
her. She felt him, heard him grunt in pain, but it didn't stop
him. And then the hand at her face tugged it down to let the girl
see what the other hand reaching around her from behind was
holding. A knife, pointing right at her belly.

Seoyun went limp, not daring to struggle more now that she knew
he might kill her if she did. Her attempts to cry for help,
rendered only as cute, muffled "Mmmphs!", also died down. That
was when he spoke, his voice sending a chill washing over her
whole body. "That's it. Piggy doesn't want to have to stab you."
She could only whimper, heart beating a million miles a minute as
her mind raced right to all the worst conclusions. He was going
to kill her, or "sexually assault" her like she'd heard about on
the news. Or both. But with the knife right there at her tummy,
what could she even do? Overcome with helplessness, the little
girl started to cry as the big man dragged her back along the
path she'd walked up, further away from the campsite.

Weren't her family back from their own walk yet? Surely they'd
realise she was missing and come looking for her at some point,
hopefully soon. But how would they know where to look? There was
a lot of forest out here. Internally, she ached to scream again,
just make sure that they knew she was here, just in case they
were all there at the campsite waiting for her. Probably thinking
she went to the toilet or something... but with the hand over her
mouth, it probably wouldn't have achieved anything anyway. Not
worth the risk of encouraging him to use his weapon on her.

Think Seoyun, think! What was she supposed to do in this sort of
situation? Now that the initial rush of fear had started to fade,
she could at least try to come up with some way to get out of
this, to get away from this weird stranger. For starters, she
noted down which way they were going - working their way down the
river bank away from the trail and the rocks she'd played on -
and tried to make her footsteps as heavy as possible in the hope
her sneakers might make an imprint in something. She also needed
to see if she could find any identifying features of him, in case
she did get away to tell people what had happened, though that
was hard with him pressing up into her from behind. He was
definitely an adult male though, somewhat tall and very fat.

After he'd forced her to hurry along the bank of the river for a
good five minutes, not that Seoyun really had any proper sense of
time in her current state, he stopped and grabbed one of her
slender arms, his big and powerful hand clasping tightly around
her wrist. Tight enough that she knew she wouldn't be able to
pull away. But now he'd let go of her mouth, and the young girl
didn't hesitate to let out a shrill cry for help. "Heeelp! Help,
pleeease!" her cute little voice wailed, before she was cut off
by a tug on her arm from the man, pulling her up against his big
body. She felt the knife pressing into her side again, this time
hard enough that it hurt. "Shut up!" he growled at her, and
tensing up with fresh fear, that was exactly what the little
Korean girl did.

She did manage to instinctively take a few steps backwards,
trying to distance herself from his blade, but that still left
her staring back at the man with her wrist held tight, going
nowhere. The man's ugly mask and its unchanging expression making
it impossible to know what he was thinking or feeling, filling
Seoyun with despair. She felt sick, and a lump in her throat, new
tears still running silently down her cute little face. Who was
this man? What was he going to do to her? Standing there with his
knife, face hidden by his mask and his breathing through his
mouth loud enough to be audible, he felt like something out of a
horror movie - not that she'd ever had the guts to properly watch
one. She did, however, know how they tended to turn out...

"Oh yes, Piggy likes this one! He can barely wait!" There was
just something *off* about his voice, and the sound of it sent
chills up the girl's spine. She didn't have much of a chance to
think about his words, though, because immediately after another
tug came on her arm, and she was dragged off with the man again,
this time back towards the trees lining the side of the stream.
Terrified he might kill her, all Seoyun could do was let her
little legs walk with him, forced to follow him back into the
forest. They weren't on any walking trail now, ferns and other
small bushes irritating the smooth skin of her bare legs, though
she barely noticed. All she could think about was how now they
really were in the middle of nowhere. Nobody could randomly
stumble upon them here.

That must be what he wanted.

Trudging along behind him through the undergrowth, after only a
few minutes the man suddenly stopped. Her dread having built up
with every single step, Seoyun took this as a bad sign, and
picked this moment to finally try to escape. Giving a tug along
her arm, she tried to wrench it free of his powerful grip, and
when that failed she began twisting it in random directions,
still unable to tug herself from the fat man's hold. "Let me goo!
Let me gooooooo!" Her cries ignored, Seoyun suddenly felt herself
grabbed by both of his hands. Before she could even finish
wondering what had happened to his knife, her back slammed up
against a tree, knocking the wind out of her. Pain shot through
her small body, and all she could do was gasp for breath as she
felt the rough bark of the trunk digging into her back. Unable to
make herself think straight.

While one hand kept her pressed up against the tree, Seoyun felt
the other move to her neck, his slightly sweaty fingers stroking
up over her chin to clumsily caress her face. She didn't dare try
to pull his hand away with her own, knowing she wouldn't be able
to overpower him anyway, even as the unwanted touch of his
fingers brushed over her sensitive lips. Oh why had she selfishly
stayed back to read, instead of going with her family? Were they
back yet, maybe looking for her? How dearly she wanted to see
them now, to hear their voices calling out to her as they
discovered her. Rescued her. But the only sound was the creep's
breathing as he freely fondled her cute oriental features with
his clammy fingers, before suddenly they slid up and took a tight
grip of her forehead. He gave a satisfied grunt, then suddenly
pulled her head forwards away from the tree. Then smashed it back
into it.

The pain was incredible, so much worse than being flung against
the tree the first time. The back of her head throbbed angrily,
and Seoyun swore it must be bleeding, but couldn't tell. The ache
spread to the front of her head too, just as bad as the day she'd
had to stay home from school with a migraine and mum had sat by
her with a cold washer on her forehead and let her watch TV.
Probably worse. She couldn't scream anymore, could only cry and
whimper and wail from the pain, even as she felt his hand start
groping at her chest. Squeezing one of her barely-developed
little breasts until it hurt, while his other hand forced its way
between her skinny legs, rubbing up against her naughty bits
through her pyjama bottoms.

"Please! ...Don't..." the little Korean girl eventually managed
to mewl, but she knew deep down that the words would not stop
him. And she could find no others that might, her mind still
swimming from the pain as the man groped and molested her. Hating
every moment of having this stranger touch her, yet having no
idea how she could stop him. Knowing that if she didn't behave,
he could easily bash her up against the tree again. Or worse,
take out that knife... Never in her life had Seoyun felt quite so
helpless, and the despair threatened to overwhelm her. He was
going to "sexually assault" her, it was obvious by now. And there
was nothing she could do to stop it!

Suddenly she felt both the man's hands down at her hips, having
stopped attacking her erogenous zones to instead grab at her
shorts and start trying to tug them down. "No!" she cried, but
her own hands refused to move to try to stop him. Fear paralysing
the girl even as her cute pyjama bottoms slipped away from her
hips, panties tugged down right along with them to leave her
lower half now completely bare. The hairless little cleft carved
into the mound between her thighs left on complete display for
him to see, to touch, to do whatever exactly it was that men
liked to do to them. She suddenly felt very sick.

Sure enough, the creep pulled back away from the Korean girl a
little so that his masked face could get a better look at her
freshly exposed genitals. Her private parts, where strange men
certainly weren't supposed to be looking - even still a preteen,
she knew how wrong it was for him to be staring at her down
there. Knew she had to stop him, or get away somehow! And that
was when Seoyun, instinctively covering up her little pussy with
her hands, realised that now might be her only chance to escape.
Nothing was keeping her pinned up against the tree, and even if
PE was her worst subject at school, the man looked so big and fat
that there was still a good chance she was faster than him,
right? Now or never, she had to try.

Her head still fuzzy, the girl leapt to one side, getting away
from the tree and giving her space to run. She saw the man
immediately realise his mistake and start to react, willing her
young body to move as fast as it could as her turned and started
to pump her skinny legs. But her throbbing head couldn't
concentrate, and her pyjama shorts still bound her ankles
together, severely shortening her strides. His heavy footfalls
sounded behind her, and they seemed to be getting closer. Oh God,
she wasn't fast enough! Desperate, she forced herself to speed
up, but with her pants around her ankles that quickly turned out
to be a mistake. With a squeal she fell forwards, hands out to
stop herself as she hit the forest floor. He was on her in
seconds.

"Stupid little brat!" he growled down at her, his words impeded a
little by his heavy panting. Unfortunately his kick was not
similarly impeded, Seoyun yelping in pain as his boot-clad foot
connected hard with her ribs. She fell over sideways, a hand
quickly finding the injured spot to nurse and protect it, though
he didn't kick her again. Just left her there lying on the forest
floor, moaning weakly in pain while he instead occupied himself
with drawing out his knife once more before pulling down his own
pants. There was his... thing poking out from a tangle of dark
curly hairs. Fat, like he was, and standing stiff, pointing away
from his body and looking nothing like what she could remember of
dad's. She shut her eyes, not wanting to see him any more. Not
wanting to think about what the weapon in his hand (or the one
between his legs!) might do to her.

"Did you think Piggy was going to let you escape? A cute little
thing like you?" She couldn't answer, did he want her to answer?
The pain was too much, the fear, all she could do was groan as
she lay half-naked against the uncomfortable forest floor.
Please, someone find her, someone stop him! She felt one of his
hands grab her again, rolling her over onto her back. Her eyes
shot open, only to find that terrible face of a pig staring right
back down at her. So close and getting closer as the man leaned
in over her, that horrible mask filling up her vision. Offering
not even a hint of humanity to cling to with its features locked
forever in that soulless sneer. Seoyun was too scared to punch at
him, and tried to turn her head away instead, but a hand gripped
her skull and forced her to look back up at him. She shuddered,
and gave a terrified whimper, but all she could do was close her
eyes and try to protect her face with her hands. Feeling her warm
tears continue to stream down her cheeks as she lay there
quivering and helpless before him.

Pain suddenly shot through her. Something, it must be the knife,
was cutting into the flesh of her stomach, deep enough to really
hurt. "Aaaaaaaaaaaah!" Seoyun had never felt pain like this,
nothing so acute and searing hot. Unlike with the still-throbbing
back of her head, this time she knew she was bleeding, and sure
enough her cute little bunny shirt was soon stained a terrible
red. Not that the young Korean girl could see, her eyes remaining
squeezed tightly shut as she lay there quivering in fear.
"Please! Stop, don't kill me... please don't kill me..." Her body
tensed up as she waited for the blade to come at her again, but
it didn't. Instead she felt his hands grasping at her shirt,
pulling it up to expose her flat little tummy, and even her
barely budding breasts. "Now, just be a good girl for Piggy..."

She hated the idea that he was looking at her, knowing how wrong
it was to be essentially naked before a complete stranger. He had
the knife, though, and the first wound he'd given her still hurt
so intensely that she didn't dare do anything that might
encourage him to give her another. The terrified eleven year old
only able to lie there and sob quietly while this horrible man
grabbed one of her legs and worked it out of her pyjama pants and
underwear, freeing her slender legs from each other so that he
could start forcing her milky thighs apart. "No! Don't... oh
please don't..." she begged him, voice trembling, but all she got
in response was a derisive laugh and the feeling of his flesh
upon hers as he climbed on top of her properly, aligning their
hips.

Seoyun knew what was going to happen, even before she felt his
...thing poking up against her hairless little crevice, hot and
hard and insistent. Paralysed by the fear of what he might do to
her though, she couldn't bring herself to fight back, not
properly. Only managing to weakly push at his chest, as if that
might stop his big, fat body from settling in on top of her.
Gross, he kind of smelled too. Her concerns about his
unpleasantness didn't last long, however, because the man wasted
no time in starting to press his cock at her, grunting as her
prepubescent tightness denied him entry. He lifted himself up off
of her now, probably needing a better position to do it Seoyun
thought, and pushed his hips at her again.

On the third time, it happened. Seoyun's eyes shot open
automatically as the man's tool penetrated up into her, forcing
her tight little undersize canal to stretch around his thick
adult tool. She screamed in pain, and didn't stop screaming as
she felt him start working himself back and forth, giving the
little Asian American girl her first real taste of sex. This was
horrible! Her privates burned, hurting at least as much as where
he'd stabbed her. The forest ground was uncomfortable beneath her
bare bottom and back, and the claustrophobic feeling of his big
fat body on top of her not much better. Worst of all though, were
the sounds. He grunted and groaned, and she knew they were noises
of pleasure, that he was enjoying this even as she cried and
screamed for him to stop. Even as he hurt her so much with what
he was doing, forcing her to join him in what was supposed to be
`saved for when she grew up and decided she really really loved
someone'. How could this be fair?! What had she done to deserve
this? Seoyun hated him, truly hated him, like she'd never felt
about any other person before in her young life. But she also
hated herself. For being too weak to fight him off, too slow to
successfully run away. For being so sulky with her parents and
not going on their bushwalk, which would have stopped any of this
from ever happening. For letting the mask get to her, still too
scared to even try to stop him as he freely enjoyed her exquisite
cunny, groped at her tiny tits, touched all over her pretty face.
"Stop..." was all she could say, weakly, over and over again. But
he didn't.

Seoyun's rape didn't last long. Soon, the sound of his grunting
changed, and the man began forcing himself inside her with more
vigour now. Dwarfing her with his big, fat, smelly body as he
pressed her down into the dirt with it, her face smooshed up
against his chest through his shirt. He claimed her faster, more
roughly, and it hurt so so much, but suddenly he stopped, gasping
as his penis twitched inside her. Unloading all of his sticky,
hot cum into her snug preteen pussy, not that Seoyun exactly
realised what was happening. She hardly needed to - when he
pulled himself out from her, she knew she'd been wronged by him.
Used. Dirtied. No tears left to cry, but her breathing still
wracked by sobs like a toddler trying to recover from a tantrum
as she lay there naked on the ground, blood and stuff slowly
escaping from her little slit.

The man lifted himself away from her, then stood up completely
with a grunt. Was this it? Was he done with her now? She quivered
in fear, watching him to see what he'd do next but deliberately
avoiding letting her big brown eyes meet the gaze of that
horrible pig face. He started by pulling his pants back up,
re-dressing himself, and while he did so Seoyun took the time to
gingerly touch at the ravaged petals between her legs, trying to
get an idea for how much damage he'd done to her with his thing.
She'd of course seen it again, there between his legs, not poking
out quite so much anymore but all stained red with blood. The
sight prompting a moan of despair.

Once he was dressed the pig man walked over to where her legs
ended and bent down, the Korean girl watching curiously as he
fetched her panties from around one ankle and stuffed them into
his pocket. At this point glad for anything he did that didn't
involve stabbing something into her. So when he produced the
knife again, holding it deliberately in front of her, Seoyun gave
a squeak of fright. Her self-preservation instincts kicked in,
and her torrent of words overwhelmed her sobbing. "Please, no
don't! If you let me go, I won't tell anyone, I promise! I didn't
even see your face!" He still kept coming, kneeling down to
straddle himself over her hips, right in front of her flat, soft
tummy and her desperately heaving chest. Seoyun screamed. "No
please! You can do the s-sex thing to me again, just don't kill
me! Don't kill me..." But of course, as much as she begged, the
twisted sneer of that ugly pig face didn't change. Nor did the
audible breathing coming from behind it.

"Piggy says he wants to hear you scream some more." And that was
all he said to her, before he plunged the knife into her upper
abdomen. And scream she did, as fresh pain flooded through her
nerves. This was her last chance, she knew it, and Seoyun didn't
want to go down without a fight. Her hands now tried to punch at
him, tried to grab at the knife, but her efforts only earned her
a vicious cut along the top of her palm and a brutal punch in
return to the side of her head. She yelled, too, desperately
calling for help and trying to make her little voice ring out as
shrill and loudly as she could. "Save me! Heeeeeeeelp! He's
killing meeee!" But there was nobody to hear. Just the trees, and
him.

Another vicious stab of the knife came to her flat little chest,
causing the preteen to scream again. Everything hurt so much, her
mind seemed to refuse to settle on solid thoughts and her vision
was starting to swim. Suddenly she couldn't breathe properly, her
screams reduced to desperate, choked cries. She wouldn't even be
able to call for help anymore. This was it, she knew now, nobody
was going to come to save her. She'd die out here in the woods
without ever getting to tell her parents she was sorry for being
such a brat to them during this trip, not getting to tell her
sister she didn't mean any of those mean things she sometimes
blurted out when they fought... never get to whisper with Sandy
at school about boys...

The knife came again and again, and eventually the little girl's
vision began to dim.The mask, that terrible mask, the last thing
she ever saw before her head fell limp and to the side. "At least
it's over..." she caught herself thinking, as she slipped away
into nothingness. What a selfish thought.

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New on this site and hoping to write some more stories! Would
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