You like stories sweetie? Here’s one for you. You ever cut the still-incubating bean out of a breeding bitch? You know just what I mean. Think of this! Ivory skin, ruby hair and lips, emerald eyes and nine months pregnant ready to bust wide open!
I caught this whore trying to secretly give birth out in the woods, and so I dragged her back to my house, called up my neighbor, and he came to help me deal with the whore! Don’t worry, we didn’t hurt the angels. We did take out time with the Mother, though. Once removing the sweet little loves, we went to work on her. We made her cut off her own tits, and had her drink bloody milk from her detached nipple.
It was slow but pleasurable work, using the blood as lubrication to masturbate my own body with her amputated hands. The body was simple enough to dispose of. We took her out down the river, and lay her body in the water. The fish and maceration would do the rest. Now I can raise up my Remus and Romulus in my own image; that of a sadistic, blood thirsty butcher. I know they’ll love this, too.