WARNING UNBETAREAD. Please be notified that this is just a protoype story. I will post the other 3 chapter after editin some stuff. Feel free to review or comment. Anything is welcome.

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There were a few things she remembered that day. One, she can't go back ever again. Two, she is already dead. The girl she was born and grew up.

7 years old Naruko Namikaze. Died on a tragedy. A failed subject of experiment 009.

"What should we do to her now boss?"

"Hmm... for now..." a smirk made way into the mans lips as his eyes travelled all over her tiny twitching naked body. "It'll be such a waste just to throw it away. Why not use it for other use?"

A laughter began to echoe from another man in white robes. He was tall and lean standing beside a fat man wearing an expensive yukata.

"Welp. Its your decision. After all, that thing's mind is already gone." The tall man turned around and patted the fat man's shoulder. "Though its still quite small, have fun."

The fat man snorted and shrugged his hand off. He made his way towards the child's metal bed where she was chained. "Isn't it way better? The smaller it is" he began undoing his yukata and let it fell down to the floor exposing his large thick hard rod. "The tighter it'll be."

The tall man said nothing and walked away closing the door with a loud click. The fat man maniacly chuckled as he began to rub his manhood in a slow motion before parting the girl's tiny legs.

The fat man groan in delight. Rubbing his aching rod with her soft untouched folds gave him the shivers and pleasure he loved. With one big push, he slide into her earning himself a loud painful cry from her.

He then proceeds violating her insides. This is why he prefers little girls. So tight and soft. Her cries of help and despirate ascape only made him turned on. With violent push and pull, he came as many times as he could. Both her blood and cum mixed coating her red bruised opening.

He loved it. He loved it so much. The fat man bent down and grabbed the the little girl's jaw and shut her up with a kiss. Disgusting tongue roam around her cavern tasting the sweet saliva.

Such a beautiful doll he has right now. Blonde hair with the sweetest taste. An unmatured satisfying for a developing body despite her age. She'll surely grow up as a fine young lady one day. Although too bad. That'll never happened.

With one last came, his seeds exploded inside the tiny cavern of the girl. Her stomach bloated filled with his smelly substance. The man slide off her letting s trail of sticky white liquid began to pool into the metal bed.

Panthing and satisfied. He looked at the child's face. Tears flooded her sides and a droll coming out of her mouth. Eyes wide as saucers with her blue lifeless irises rolled up aginst her eyelids. His rod began to tighten again. With his reflex, he began to touch it and rub his rough fingers encircling his manhood. The broken expression she had excited him and with a final push, white substance came out of his rod and sprayed sll over the little girl's face and chest.

The fat man grinned in delightment. He grabbed his yukata off the floor and wrapped it around his body. After tying his obi around his waist, he looked at her again. Twitching and crying. Broken. Both mind and body.

He grinned and left the room. Locked it and was gone.

Inside the dark room. Small whispers began to fill the closed cold room. It was a voice of a young girl crying.

'Jiji...anyone... help me... anyone...'

That was the start of her 2 years imprisonment. The fat man would come and would not stop until he's satisfied. The experiments had stopped but she was reduced to title of a slave. Her tiny malnurished body repeatedly violated inside that cold room. Locked never seeing the light of day.

A year later, within the dark blood-stained walls made of metal, agains't the dim yellow light, a man found her covered in blood with nothing to cover her naked body. She held a long katana in her thin hand. The other holding the fat man's head with the horror looked imbedded in it's face.

Two cold lifeless blue eyes stared back to two pair of amused rust colored eyes.