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Dopemines and Chemical Imbalances.
"Sometimes I don't know why I did it. I had the bat, that stuff I lifted
from a friend of mine's lab, and the hard on to do it. John, my friend
is a real genious, created this powder that makes it impossible for mutants
to use that freak show stuff they do. John's sister was a mutant, was untill
I got through with her. Anyways, this muti bitch and her husband moved inta my old
house. I shoulda mentioned, John was also my brother in law, and when I
found out my wife was one of those filth pots from across Greymalkin lane,
I beat her outta her misery. I beat her before, told the kids she was "accident
prone." She really deserved it this time. Anyways, back to the muti bitch, I'd seen her go in and out of that
mansion, mighta even been one of the ones who came to my house that time,
I dunno, they all look the same and their only good for two things and both
include my fists. I sure used them on that cunt. She looked real surprised to
find she couldn't fight me back."
"I just loved the way she screamed. I loved listening to her bones crunch
after the way I had to kill my wife for being one of them. The best part was how she felt,
just like a real woman, hearing her beg me to stop, watching her cry out in pain,
the look on her face when she realised I came, priceless. I let her run for awhile,
with those snapped wrists, but the trail of me that leaked out of her, lead
me to where she hid pretty easily. Then I really let her have it! I fucked
her again and made her suck me off before I beat her, no mauled that ass
with my wooden bat until it splintered. I woulda shut the window,
but I thought that with the body rotting, the wind'll take care of the stench
and animals of the carcass and any evidence."
"But no! I see in the police blotter, that little bitch lived.
Good thing Salem cops care more about coffee that mutants, or I'd
be running from the law again. Not like it matteres, I grew up with the
"good ol' boys". I'm immune, even if I do come forth, she's a mutant.
She should have been abile to fight off a lil' ol human like me.
The judges'll all say it was consentual. I win."
Dopemines and Chemical Imbalances.
"Sometimes I don't know why I did it. I had the bat, that stuff I lifted
from a friend of mine's lab, and the hard on to do it. John, my friend
is a real genious, created this powder that makes it impossible for mutants
to use that freak show stuff they do. John's sister was a mutant, was untill
I got through with her. Anyways, this muti bitch and her husband moved inta my old
house. I shoulda mentioned, John was also my brother in law, and when I
found out my wife was one of those filth pots from across Greymalkin lane,
I beat her outta her misery. I beat her before, told the kids she was "accident
prone." She really deserved it this time. Anyways, back to the muti bitch, I'd seen her go in and out of that
mansion, mighta even been one of the ones who came to my house that time,
I dunno, they all look the same and their only good for two things and both
include my fists. I sure used them on that cunt. She looked real surprised to
find she couldn't fight me back."
"I just loved the way she screamed. I loved listening to her bones crunch
after the way I had to kill my wife for being one of them. The best part was how she felt,
just like a real woman, hearing her beg me to stop, watching her cry out in pain,
the look on her face when she realised I came, priceless. I let her run for awhile,
with those snapped wrists, but the trail of me that leaked out of her, lead
me to where she hid pretty easily. Then I really let her have it! I fucked
her again and made her suck me off before I beat her, no mauled that ass
with my wooden bat until it splintered. I woulda shut the window,
but I thought that with the body rotting, the wind'll take care of the stench
and animals of the carcass and any evidence."
"But no! I see in the police blotter, that little bitch lived.
Good thing Salem cops care more about coffee that mutants, or I'd
be running from the law again. Not like it matteres, I grew up with the
"good ol' boys". I'm immune, even if I do come forth, she's a mutant.
She should have been abile to fight off a lil' ol human like me.
The judges'll all say it was consentual. I win."