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Anal Vapors Part 1
by Drunken Bastard i.e. Brian Shanor
Dr. Jurkov, the world renowned gynecologist sat in his office examining the patient file he agreed to examine because he owed a nonsexual favor (for once) to his brother. This case interested him as they sat discussing it one day, and he decided to take the case just because he thought his brother was full of shit and misinterpreted the results of the tests. That was 6 weeks ago. Today, he believed the outrageous test results which were in front of him as he waited for the patient to show up for her appointment.
A few moments later, he was interrupted from his daydreams of young boy scouts by a knock on the door. His receptionist poked her head in.
" Doctor, your next appointment is in the waiting room."
"Yeah, the nasty bitch with the constipation problem. She's here for her test results. Send her in." As the receptionist went to get the patient, he reached into his pants and pulled a worm out of a festering sore on his penis. "Here comes your mother, you little bastard," he said and ate it with a flourish. He turned around as the nasty woman was shown in. "Good afternoon," he said and held out his hand to shake hers, but thought better of it when he saw her slick pus coated fingers. "Have you been scratching your herpes sores again? I thought we discussed that earlier."
"I'm sorry, doctor, but it felt so good. Uh, do you have my test results?" she asked as she started to lick her fingers. The doctor fought back the urge to help lick her fingers and her crotch, remembering that he actually gave her the disease during a previous appointment.
"Yes... And they are very interesting. Tell me, do you engage in anal intercourse?"
"Yes, especially with this itch."
"Hmmm. I see. Are you, by any chance, bisexual?"
"Yes I like to carpet munch."
"Were you engaging in cunnilingus and ingested menses?"
"Cunni.....what?"
"Carpet munching."
"Yes, and I pulled out a couple of bloody tampons before I started, but I ended up getting a mouthful of tomato paste."
"And you swallowed it?"
"Yes."
"And you took it in the rear and ate bloody fish within 48 hours of each other?"
"Yes. Does this have anything to do with this killer constipation?"
"Oh I think it explains your condition quite nicely. You see, you are pregnant. More precisely, you have a rectal pregnancy. You were impregnated up the anus. I've seen this in porno movies and medical journals before. That is why I had to ask you those questions. This will be the first bowel movement birth I have ever seen. You are going to have a bunghole baby."
"When?"
"Well, you're about 2 months along now. At 8 months, we can give you a laxative to induce labor. The constipation will get worse, but it will feel good to take a birth shit."
"Alright, doctor, I guess I'll see you in 2 weeks."
Six months passed. During this time, the woman came in regularly for examinations. The doctor stopped using his penis and started fisting her on his desk. When he examined her anus, he would trim back her hemorrhoidal tissue and take it home to cook and serve as ravioli. Gradually, his penile worm problem cleared up, but the festering sore remained, so he found a woman who would give him head and suck out all the rancid pus.
When the time to give birth approached, he met the woman as she was wheeled into the hospital. "Ah. So good to see you. How are you feeling?" he asked as he looked over her shit-bloated body.
"It hurts!!! Oh God, IT HUUURRRRTTSSSS!!!!!"
"There. There....There. There.... Nurse! Wheel her into the delivery room."
She was taken to a room, stripped, and bent over a table and strapped into that position. A nurse came and began feeding her bars of Ex Lax and started a Milk of Magnesia I.V. A bit later, the doctor came in to examine her. "Well, let's have a look and see wha....." He was horrified by what he saw. In front of him were two of the foulest bodily openings he had ever seen.
Later that day, a nurse brought the baby to its mother.
"Is this the bastard that nearly killed me?" the woman whispered.
"Do you have a name for him?" the nurse asked.
"Due to the torture he gave me already, I am calling him Anal Vapors."
Hearing a knock, they looked toward the door. "Hello," said the doctor, "how are mother and little shit doing?"
"She named him Anal Vapors."
"Whatever. Did you...." The doctor stopped and watched with amazement as the women was overcome with a puking fit. As she convulsed spasmodically, foamy blood and mucus poured from her mouth and nose. The doctor walked over to the bed. "Are you all right? Hey there!" he said as he slapped her hard a few times. "Nurse, get Anus Boy out of here and then start a Pepto Bismol enema." However, before anything could be done, the mother convulsed a few more times and with a final heave of stomach contents, died. "Oh well," said the doctor. "I'm not giving her mouth-to-mouth, that's for sure. Too much laxative. She lost 85 pounds giving birth."
An hour later, in the office, the doctor and his receptionist were discussing the boy's fate. "The boy doesn't have any other family, doctor. His father was a drag queen and prostitute who died 3 months ago in a fight over a customer."
"What was his father's name?" asked the doctor.
"Stan the Stud."
"I knew him! I mean, we were acquainted. Oh well. What do I care? Send the little shit to an orphanage. Also, have his mother's body autopsied. I want all of her rectal worms. They are very tasty... to the fish, I mean."
After a week in the hospital, young Anal Vapors was sent to a nearby orphanage. He stayed there for 18 months until he was adopted by a young couple. With them, the boy had a normal, happy childhood until the age of 13. That was when his grandmother died and his grandfather came to live with them. At first, everything was fine. He taught the boy how to hunt, fish, make fart noises, and many other useful boyhood practices. Anal Vapor's mom got a job and left him with his grandfather during the day. During one of these days alone with grandpa, Anal Vapors' life was changed forever.
Anal Vapors was happily playing in the living room with his G.I. Joe toys when he heard Grandpa calling from his upstairs bedroom. "Boy!!!...Boy!!!...Come up here."
Anal Vapors dropped his toys and ran up to the old man's room thinking he had dropped his dentures in the toilet while taking a shit again. "What is it, Grandpa?" he asked breathlessly.
"Come here, boy. I've got an itch for you to scratch." Anal Vapors had scratched the old man's back before, so this did not seem unusual. He started to go around behind the man's wheelchair. "No. Not there. Here." He moved his lap quilt aside and Anal Vapors saw his penis standing up and pointing at him. "Just start scratching around the sack there, boy." Afraid not to do as he was told, the boy obeyed, much to the old man's delight. He groaned with pleasure and started kicking his left leg like a dog. "Aaaaaaaahhhhh! Much better. Now, boy, take off them pants and get on my lap. I'm going to show you a new game. It's called Pack the Shithole."
"I don't want to," said a terrified Anal Vapors.
"Shut up and do it, you simpering little shit, and don't make me tell you again." Reluctantly, Anal Vapors climbed onto the old man's lap. Grandpa grabbed him by the shoulders and picked him up. "That's better. Now, to play, we just do this." He then positioned his dick against the boy's anus and set him down, sliding in."
"Ow!!! It hurts! Stop!!!"
"It will the first few times. Now we move you up and down like you're on a horsey."
"No!! Please!! Stop!!"
"Aren't we having fun?" the old man asked. He moved Anal Vapors up and down faster and faster until finally, he pulled out and fired his wad up Anal Vapors' spine. "Not bad, for a virgin." He threw Anal Vapors onto the floor. "Get out of here, you dirty little shit." Anal Vapors went into his room where only the cold walls cou
Nobody from home would recognize Anal Vapors as the young nerd who ran away a few years earlier. His greasy seldom washed hair hung halfway down his back. His entire body bore the scars from cigarette burns, whiplashes, knife cuts, and other acts of abuse and torture. He had long dirty fingernails with which he would fondle customers and pick bugs out of peoples' and animals' anuses for food.
Anal Vapors lived off the land as he traveled. His favorite snack was bloodfilled ticks he pulled off the anuses of cattle, horses, and dogs. His best meal came when he found a pregnant cow. He killed her, split her open, and ate the calf fetus and placenta. He topped it off with a deep drink of amniotic fluid.
It took Anal Vapors two months to get home. He arrived at the outskirts of town late in the evening, so he decided to wait until the next day when the old man would be alone. He found a cow barn where he could spend the night. When he went inside, to his delight, he found a large pile of maggot infested afterbirth. After eating his fill, he entered a cow's stall and proceeded to eat her out. While he was doing this, the cow's period exploded into his face in a massive vaginal bloodfart. He wiped the dripping cow menses from his face with his hand and ate it. He then thoroughly licked all the blood from the cow and the stall. Then, completely satisfied, he found an empty stall and slept.
Early the next morning, Anal Vapors watched his parents leave for work. He saw them walk by a yellow ribbon tied around a tree and a sign which read, "We love you, son."
"How sweet," he said to himself. He thought about pulling the sign down and shitting on it but figured to use his shit buildup for better things.
A few minutes later, Anal Vapors was at the front door. He found the house key under the door mat and was quickly inside. "Honey! I'm home," he yelled. No answer. "Hey, you old shitstain, where are you?"
"Who's there? ... Who's there?" came from upstairs.
"You wanna learn a new game?" Anal Vapors asked as he began to climb the stairs.
"Who's there?... I... I have a gun."
"Sure you do ... And I'm going to cut it off and feed it to you." Anal Vapors reached the bedroom doorway and entered. The old man had not changed much. He looked a bit older, of course, but he still sat in that wheelchair with the same lap quilt which had become so familiar to one young boy.
"Who are you? Why are you in my house?" pleaded the old man.
Anal Vapors started toward the old man. "Don't you know me? You made me and its not your house.... Now scream."
"What?" the old man looked confused.
"SCREAM YOU CHUNK OF HORSESHIT!!!" Anal Vapors yelled in the old man's face. He reached over and slapped the old man twice.
"Help!!!! Heeeellllp!!!!!" the old man wailed.
"That's better," said Anal Vapors with a grin. "Now, shut up." He slapped the old man a few more times until the old man was quietly whimpering. "Now, we're going to play a game. It's called Tie the Old Man Up and Kill Him. You like that game?"
"Please," the old man begged. "Don't..."
"I said SHUT YOUR ANUSMOUTH, DUMB ASS!" Anal Vapors slapped him around for a few minutes and then stopped. "I think we'll start with some Pack the Shithole. I'll even use your favorite toy." Anal Vapors left the room momentarily. When he returned, he had the broomstick which his anus had come to know so well. He was going to enjoy this. "Let's play!" he said as he kicked over the wheelchair and shoved the old man onto his stomach. The old man protested loudly, but Anal Vapors didn't mind. In fact, the wails encouraged him. He pulled the old man's pants off and shoved the broomstick deeply into his rectum. Blood began to flow immediately around the broomstick. "You're a little tight, old shit, but I think I'll fix that." He started a rhythmic plunging of the broomstick and moved it faster and faster. After a few minutes, the broomstick broke off with a wet snap in the old man's rectum. "
Anal Vapors disappeared into the mountains for a while until the old man's death blew over. He found a cave to live in and only left to find animals to molest and eat. Sometimes, at night, he went down to farms in the valleys and raped cattle and sheep. However, farmers began noticing that their animals were not acting normally. For example, some farmers reported that their cattle were afraid of the dark and long pointed objects. More mysterious was a sudden surge of pregnancies in cattle and sheep in the area. When calves and lambs with human features were born, a widespread scare went through the communities. Searches were made for aliens and other monsters which could explain the strange occurrences. However, no explanation was found because Anal Vapors stayed in the mountains away from search parties.
After several years of this isolated existence, Anal Vapors desired to reenter both society and human species. He was now an adult. He stood well over six feet tall and had a beard which was caked with blood and pus. His long greasy bugfilled hair hung down the entire length of his back, and his long dirty fingernails resembled claws. He began to move about the country, stopping in small towns for short periods of time. He would molest a few kids and pets and do various acts of torture on senior citizens for a couple of weeks at a time and then move on. Everywhere he went, he left a trail of mutilated sexually ravaged bodies and half eaten entrails.
His life had settled into a routine of sorts until one day, something completely unexpected occurred. Anal Vapors fell in love. During his travels, he had wound up in New York. He liked it there because he could rape and pillage in one part of town and walk freely just a few blocks away. On this day, Anal Vapors was walking around scanning for victims when he saw a woman. To him, she was a goddess. Her lumpy pear shaped figure set his heart and genitals on fire. Her hair was black and fully as long and nasty as his. But what definitely caught Anal Vapors' attention was her long dirty fingernails.
"There must be enough under them nails to eat for a week," he said to himself. "I must meet her." Anal Vapors built up a massive belch in his stomach before walking over to her and letting it fly into her face. Spit and food particles coated her now smiling face. He noted with delight that it tasted and smelled like the bloated maggot ridden dog he ate the night before. "Oh! Excuse me, lardbitch," he said with a wink.
"Not bad," she said while sniffing the air and licking the saliva soaked maggot particles from her lower lip. Then she melted his heart with her best rotten teeth smile and blew her breath into his face. Streaks of white ran through his beard as her dragon anus breath hit him. He thought he could smell a hint of afterbirth and hemorrhoidal tissue in that foul wind. She then spat a bloodstreaked lungcooky into her hand and let him eat it from her palm.
"Wow!" he said after finishing. "Who are you, wench?"
"My name is Genitalveve," she said. "Smells like you have a good case of crotch rot, Mr....."
"Vapors. Anal Vapors. And I do have some rotten flesh down there. I think I'm getting gangrene down there."
"Come over to my place and I'll see what I can do for it. And you can see what you can do for me." She took Anal Vapors by the arm and led him home. On the way, he sucked pus from a festering sore on a dog's anus and they shared it during a passionate kiss. When they came to her house, she led him in and pushed him onto the couch. "Wait here until I call for you," she said and then licked out one of his nostrils. So Anal Vapors sat on the couch admiring Genitalveve's kiddy porn paintings on the wall until she called, "Come here."
"Coming," he said. He took a long look at a painting of a boy being molested with a cucumber and then moved toward the bedroom. As he left the living room, his gaze rested on a broomstick standing in a corner. He pushed the bedroom door open and stopped.
"Well, what do you think?" Ge
Anal Vapors was bored. His life had fallen into a rut since he had moved into his country home and discovered his inner self through a series of laxatives which quickly turned his inner self into his outer self. He regularly hunted for people to bring back to his house for tortuous games, but even this, his favorite pastime, seemed to bring him no joy. Even his broomstick, it's flame so proud and domineering over vagina and anus seemed to burn with a dim and subdued glow. He was even no longer interested in the nipple collection he had thumbtacked on the walls. Life had fallen into a rut, and it seemed that there was no way out.
One day, while Anal Vapors was moping around the house, occasionally stopping to suck feverish feces from the rats which were threatening to overrun his home, he found an ancient book of sorcery. He picked up the beshitted book and began to look through it. As he leafed through the tattered pages, an idea came to him.
"Holy buttfuck, Batman, this is it!" he told the orally enemized rats. He sat down and continued to read. "'Yours is the power over time, space, and man.' And women, children, and beasts," he said.
Anal Vapors sat reading until well after dark.
He learned of spells and incantations which would transform objects into various things. He turned to a rat, waved his hand and spoke, "O powers that are great and heinous, turn this rat into an anus." POOF! An anus which appeared to be that of a goat or horse now lay in front of him. He looked at another rat and spoke, "O wind which carries the mighty bird, turn this rat into a turd." POOF! A loaf of giant proportions sat where the rat was. Anal Vapors laughed and got up. The need to take a shit overpowered him, so he ran to the bathroom, carrying the book with him.
As Anal Vapors sat and shat, he continued reading. He came to a section which greatly interested him. Fortunately, the incantation required the sorcerer to be "purging the bowels" for it to work. Anal Vapors began to recite, "Powers that be, great and small, stop jerking off and heed my call...."
Suddenly, he was interrupted by a rushing wind which picked him up and slammed him against the ceiling and dropped him. He fell back on the toilet and then slid off, causing the giant loaf looming halfway out of his anus to smear up his back. A giant face appeared above him.
"You dare profane powers beyond your imagination!" the face boomed. "The scrolls require the spoken incantation to rhyme, not offend. You must be punished!" The face emitted a thunderous belch which cracked the walls and warped the floor. Strings of greenish saliva flowed onto Anal Vapors' body and began to eat into his flesh. The foul belch wind blinded him and rendered him virtually helpless. He rolled onto his stomach, and with the last of his strength, squeezed out a rancid fart. Brown, shit pellet-filled foam splattered the face, causing it to wrinkle.
"Very well!" the face bellowed. "You may live." In an instant, Anal Vapors was seated on the toilet, enjoying his dump. The face was now on an old man standing in front of him, leaning on a staff. He looked older than the book, or time itself. He motioned toward Anal Vapors, and the book floated through the air to him. He grabbed the book and watched Anal Vapors for a few more moments before speaking. "You really are a vulgar beast. I did not believe it when the others told me of your previous sorceries with this book, but now I have no doubt. This book binds powers that rule the universe. It is not to be used for such trivial creations. Now, tell me, what were you going to accomplish with that last foolish ranting?"
"I was going to travel back in time a few million years and rape and pillage the dinosaurs. Then I was going to..."
"Enough!" the old man interrupted. "You are much too foolish to keep this book. The one who had it before you feared it too much to use it, but you do not have such wisdom. However, since you did take possession of the book, you are entitled to discover its power for yoursel
Anal Vapors woke up in the middle of a field. He stood up and looked around. A castle stood at the far edge of the field. Beyond that, mountains loomed in the distance.
"I believe you have forgotten something," said a voice behind him. Anal Vapors turned to find the old man holding an object out to him. It was his broomstick, his most valued instrument of torture. He took it, and before he could speak, the old man lifted his leg, farted, and was gone. The only evidence that he was there at all was a shroud of fartgas which quickly dissipated in the gentle breeze.
Anal Vapors started walking toward the castle since it seemed to be the nearest landmark. Soon, he came to a road which was heading in the general direction he was going, so he followed it. The castle was farther off than it had appeared at first, so progress was slow. Finally, he reached a fork where the main road bent left and a path leading directly to the castle was on the right. Anal Vapors took the path, and a short time later he arrived at the castle.
The castle appeared to be abandoned. The drawbridge was down, but it was almost rotted completely away. The moat had gone dry, and Anal Vapors could see skeletons embedded in the mud. The outer wall had started to crumble, and plants had begun growing out of the cracks. As Anal Vapors looked around, he could see that the main road led to a village not too far away. He decided to check out the village before attempting to explore the castle.
On the way to the village, Anal Vapors found a dead dog lying by the road. It had been a large dog in life, and in death, its body was bloated to twice its normal size. Its skin pulsated slightly, indicating that a mass of maggots was churning away inside, and a foul smelling discharge was coming out of its mouth. When Anal Vapors nudged it in the stomach with his foot, the rotten skin gave way, and his boot sank into the soft interior. When he removed his foot, fetid intestines covered with maggots oozed out. Realizing he was hungry, Anal Vapors bent down and grabbed a handful of throbbing entrails and stuffed it into his mouth. It was delicious; the guts melted in his mouth. He quickly went about gobbling up the rest of the carcass. The decaying flesh came apart easily as he tore into the juicy interior.
"You got enough of that to share?" inquired an unfamiliar voice behind him. Anal Vapors turned to see a short black man standing nearby looking at him. He had a small flock of sheep a short distance away.
"I don't know," Anal Vapors replied. He pointed to the sheep. "You got some of that to share?"
The man laughed. "I know what you mean. Good pussy's hard to find these days. Not that I have to worry. I could maybe fix you up in return for some food."
"I could live with that," Anal Vapors said. He thrust his hand into the dog and pulled out a lung with the heart and trachea attached and tossed it to him.
"By the way, I'm Horace. Friends call me Rod the Sheep Reamer. Who are you?"
Anal Vapors stopped chewing on the piece of dog bladder he was eating and looked at the man. "You want to know or stay alive?" he asked.
"I'll live," the man replied nervously. He reached over and pulled off a dog leg and they ate in silence.
After the meal, the man led Anal Vapors to his flock. "Pick out whichever one you want," he said. "I got young virgin wool and old loose wool you can crawl inside of." He walked over to a young ewe. "This one here's my baby." In a flash, he had his pants down and off. "I'm gonna break her seal." He went behind the sheep and thrusted his stiffened love club home. Blood burst out of the sheep's vagina as her cherry popped. Anal Vapors watched him service the sheep until climax time, at which he fired a jizz stream onto the beast's hindquarters. He took the tattered sheep hymen and stuffed it into his mouth, looked over at Anal Vapors, and said, "Your turn."
Anal Vapors looked over the flock until he found a sheep that looked desirable. He walked over to the sheep and straddled it
"Where do you think he came from?"
"His clothes are not like any I have seen."
"Does he have the plague?"
"I cannot tell, but we should kill him and burn him to be safe. Don't touch his skin."
Anal Vapors heard the discussion going on about him, but it sounded as if he was hearing it through a long tunnel. He had to be dreaming, since he could not move. Someone walked over and kicked him.
"Wake up, beggar!" a man shouted as he kicked Anal Vapors. "We must talk." Anal Vapors came around slowly, and when he was fully awake, he realized that he was tied up with some strong rope. He looked up and saw 6 people-1 boy, 1 girl, 2 men, and 2 women. The man who kicked him appeared to be the youngest. The boy he had hit now had a piece of cloth around his head. Anal Vapors still had a headache from being hit himself.
The man pulled him up to a sitting position and moved him to where he could lean against the wall and see everyone. "Is it customary in your land to treat people so cruelly?" he asked. "Do you hit and abuse those you do not know or with whom you have no argument?"
"Water...," Anal Vapors replied. A bucket of water was dumped in his face.
"You will answer our questions," the older man said. "We are trying to decide whether or not you should live."
"The little shit sneaked up on me. How did I know that he wasn't going to kill me? I was just protecting myself," Anal Vapors said.
"But yet when you saw that it was just a boy behind you, you still tried to do him great harm. For that, you must be punished."
Anal Vapors smiled at them, shifted to one side, and let loose a mighty fart which was fully a minute in duration. Waves of shitstink emanated from his anus and penetrated every corner of the room. The fire in the fireplace died from lack of oxygen, and everyone in the room began to feel faint. First the women, and then the children fell over unconscious. Then Anal Vapors went over on his side.
"Quick, son, let's get them out," croaked the older man while fighting back a bout of nausea. They dragged everyone except Anal Vapors out. "Let him rot in there," the man said when they were all clear.
As soon as he was sure everybody was gone, Anal Vapors, unharmed by his own fartgas, opened his eyes. Using the wall behind him, he pushed himself to his feet and hopped over to a table, where a large knife was stuck. He sat down on the table and backed up to the knife. A short time later, his hands were free. He then took the knife and cut his leg ropes most of the way through. He put the knife back where he found it and hopped back to his place by the wall. He put his hands behind his back and laid back down and pretended to sleep. They were all going to get a surprise when they returned.
"I think we can go back in now," said the older man an hour later. "It still stinks in there, but I want to go in and finish the business with him. I am not going to allow him to corrupt our home like that again."
Anal Vapors heard approaching footsteps, so he prepared to make his move when he got the opportunity. That opportunity came quickly. As soon as they entered the room, the younger man went directly over to Anal Vapors and grabbed his hair and pulled out a handful. "Wake up, you miserable beast. You..." He had leaned down to where his face was near Anal Vapors' own. In an instant, Anal Vapors had one hand behind the man's head, preventing escape. With the other hand, he poked his index finger one of the man's eyesockets and scooped out the eyeball. He placed his mouth over the empty eyesocket in a perverted kissing position and sucked out a mouthful of brain. The man, who was screaming, suddenly stopped and went limp. Anal Vapors put the eyeball in his mouth and chewed it up with the brain in his mouth. Then he walked over to the younger woman, who was watching him with wide-eyed disbelief, and spat the mixture into her face. The older man went for the knife on the table, but Anal Vapors caught the movement out of the corner of his eye. He grabbed
The old woman was dead. The strain of the past few hours was too much for her. She had high blood pressure before, and the stress she felt on this day caused it to skyrocket. This, in turn, was too much for the delicate blood vessels in her bountiful crop of hemorrhoidal tissue. These blood vessels began bursting, one by one, until a profuse flow of blood coursed down her legs. After this started, it did not take her long to bleed to death. The remaining man, woman, and the children mourned her death the best they could under the circumstances.
The low murmur of voices stopped when a blood spattered Anal Vapors entered the room. Without a word, Anal Vapors strode up to the table, climbed on it, dropped his pants, squatted over the man's face, and shat a steaming pile on it. The gooey feces were soft enough to cover the man's face, but not so runny that he could breathe. He could not shake the brown coating off, so he suffocated beneath it. Anal Vapors pulled up his pants when he was done and got off the table. Then he noticed the old woman's condition.
"Hmmm. What a shame. Such a nice old hag," he lamented. He walked over to the fireplace and built up the fire. Then he took the knife out of his waistband and stuck the
blade into the coals. He went behind the old woman and ripped off a chunk of hemorrhoidal tissue and then went over to the table and untied the man, holding his meal in his mouth as he did so. He pushed the body off the table and sat down and ate. The woman and children watched in horror.
After Anal Vapors finished his dinner, he got up and walked over to the woman. He lightly ran his long dirty fingernails over her breasts and was surprised to see her nipples swell and harden. "Is baby looking for a special surprise?" Anal Vapors asked in a husky whisper. He took some ropes and tied them from her feet to rings in the floor. Then he went to his knees. He parted her pubic hairs with his thumbs and let his tongue do its magic. In a very short time, her clitoris was hard and throbbing. He continued his cunnilingual encounter until she was ready to be finished off. Then he reached over and grabbed the knife, its blade glowing bright red. He pressed the blade against her entire vulva, and the woman let out a piercing scream. The aroma of burning flesh and hair became overpowering as her skin beneath the knife fried and bubbled with blisters. When he removed the knife, her entire genital area was a raw bleeding mass of burnt flesh. He looked over at the children, who were trembling and crying, and smiled. "It's getting dark in here," he said. "I think we need to light a candle." He went across the room and picked up a lamp. "These things just don't enough light though." He approached the children and tied their feet down as he had done their mother. Then he opened the lamp and poured some oil into his cupped palm. He applied a generous amount of oil to the boy's genitals and said, "You're my candle, and I'm going to light your wick, and we'll see if you can't talk." The mother and girl started begging him to stop. "The fun's only starting," he said and picked up a sliver of wood burning at one end. He held up the wood so everyone could see and then lit his candle. Instantly, the boy's screams joined those of his mother. His penis turned black and then split like a roasting hot dog. His bag overheated and exploded. The boy passed out from the pain, and a short time later, the candle burned out and its wick fell off like cigarette ash. Anal Vapors watched all this with amusement. "I knew he would talk if he had a reason," he said.
When it was over, he said, "That's one thing I don't like about those candles. They don't last long. Oh well, now its your turn little missy." He picked up his knife and made a cut all the way around the girls' leg at the ankle then he cut the skin up the back of her leg up to her buttock. Her cries of pain and agony were added to the woman's. He repeated this procedure with the other leg. Then he started to peel the
Moderators, I beg of you. Please read the entire story before you mod down such a work of art. I think that this deserves a Pulitzer Prize at least if not two or three. Please take this into grave consideration as I believe it to be paramount to the continuation of this great author's works of art. American society--assuming that the author is indeed American--needs more literature like Anal Vapors if not just by the sociological example of the main character, Anal Vapors, but moreover for the overall encompassing allegory of Mr. Vapors and the average American and what he can truly become.
Thank you.
na, why kidnap a well known guy when there's Palestinians to do inhuman test on, it goes with the inhuman concentration camps they're in.
what's really perverse is that their grandparents were treated the same way by the germans. that is a perversion of nature.