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Twitch of the Death Nerve

A little eccentric
she lives alone in an apartment
mid 40's and lonely
She wears chiffon lingerie
purchased at the boutique where she also met "him"
She purchased "him" for a few dollars, since his head and arm were cracked and peeling
she called him "Guy"
at night she sang a lullaby to Guy, her handsome manikin boyfriend
when he wasn't looking she'd present a butterfly kiss on his abdomen
the thought of taking a bubble bath, with some alcohol and a new razor blade sends her over the rainbow
after about an hour or so, she carefully exits the tub
slightly cut and buzzed
she has one thing on her mind,
her cherry blossom pussy is a raging inferno
she sprinkles some baby powder on her peach fuzz
Guy made his way onto the bed (courtesy of her)
she was kissing him with such passion
the moment would soon happen
she slid her hand down his pants
and she felt nothing!
for some weird reason she thought she was going to find a dick attached to Guy
she began to panic and freak out
her emotions began to turn violent
she went inside to set up her camcorder
she positioned it directly in front of the bed
what she also pulled out from the closet was an axe
the camcorder was turned on
while completely naked, she began trying to stick Guy's head directly up her cunt
the scene was disturbing as she was moaning, screaming and yelling at him all at once
the hard plastic face of the manikin was cutting her clitoris and labia up pretty bad.
when she finally stopped, the head was partially covered in blood & cum
she then took the axe and began chopping away at his body
she had no regard for Guy anymore
what started out as an innocent romance, turned into a snuff film
by the time she was finished with Guy, there was nothing more then chopped up fragments of a gentle man that meant no harm
as for the woman, the police were summoned, since the neighbors all heard the commotion
they questioned her and took the evidence and her down to the police station
a week later she was found dead in her tub
she slit her wrists so deep, that tissue & bone were exposed
in her note it read the lyric to the lullaby she would sing to Guy, the manikin man.

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