. .:::::. .::::::::. ...:::::::::.. :::::::::::: ..:::::::::::::::::.. ::::: :::: .::: ::::::: :::. :::::. : :: ::::: :: :::::::. : ::: : :::::::::. ::: :::::::: ::: ::::: ::::: : :::: ::::: oxic :::......:::: hock .:::::::. ::::::::::: ::::::::::: ::::::::: presents Fetus' Christmas by Bloody Afterbirth Toxic File #16 !#*^@$&%!#*^@$&%!#*^@$&%!#*^@$&%!#*^@$&%!#*^@$&%!#*^@$&%!#*^@$&%!#*^@$&% The mighty one, yea verily, Fetus Himself, did in his all-knowing Wisdom blind the sight of one of his followers.. Truthfully I say unto you, Gross Genitalia saw nothing of the true occurences on one fatal Christmas. Though undeveloped, Fetus indeed has a heart. Gross could not handle what truly happened to his sister... And now let the truth be known. *^!#&%@$*^!#&%@$*^!#&%@$*^!#&%@$*^!#&%@$*^!#&%@$*^!#&%@$*^!#&%@$*^!#&%@$ Fetus looked upon the world below, summoned by the silent plea of one of his followers, Bloody Afterbirth. And what Fetus saw, he was not pleased by. He looked upon that which had caused the anguish of a Chosen One...The She Bitch. She had caused the pain, the torment. For one moment His servant had allowed the foolish Bitch Queen to strike his soul. And now he did call to his Master, Fetus, for revenge. The Bitch sat across from her brother, and beside her boyfriend. The table was heavily laden with the food stuffs of a joyous occasion...Christmas. Around the table, other members of the family were seated.. The Parents, the Grandmother... All had the fake smile and toothy grins which bespoke of knowledge of this well-rehearsed routine.. Pretend to enjoy everything, say your thank-yous, get along with everyone for awhile, then go on with life... HER mother singalled silently for all to bow their heads, and a prayer of gratitude for all one's blessings was uttered. All heads rose with the same false expressions of joy upon their faces as they had had before, though Grandma's face had a distinctly ravenous look to it. They all reached greedily for the nearest edibles, piling mounds and mounds of nausea-inducing-mess upon their plates, ignoring the knowing look in each others' eyes of the sickness to come after eating this, trying desperately to be the one who ate the most and got the least sick. SHE eyes the table, surveying its contents for anything she might have missed. Ah! The turkey had been stuffed this year, she had forgotten about it. A lusty look crept into her eyes as she slowly reached for the poultry, eagerly contemplating the moment when she would feel around inside of its body, groping around, pulling the sticky dressing from within. Her hand was there. She licked her lips, full knowing that this could possibly be the most erotic experience of her life. As she felt herself nearing orgasm, she plunged her hand deep into the lifeless bird. And pulled it out quickly, screaming in pain, blood gushing from the stumps where two of her fingers had once been. Her boyfriend quickly wrapped her hand with a napkin in an attempt to stop the bleeding. All eyes turned upon the turkey as the dry laughter was heard. A bloody and somewhat charred Fetus walked from the gaping slit in the body of the bird, tossing bits of stuffing into the air, catching them with his mouth, and softly laughing, his eyes glued to the She Bitch's. He pounced upon her chest, everyone falling to their seats, unable to move for some unseen force held them fast. Fetus brought his mouth close to the Bitch's, hers trembling with fear, his covered with food. "Where I come from...A turkey ALWAYS gets STUFFED!" Fetus began cramming handfuls of stuffing down Her throat, forcing it upon her, shoving it into her mouth and forcing her to try to swallow all of it. His concentration broken, the forces lifted and Her boyfriend reacted first. He grabbed a drumstick from the turkey and swung it mightily at Fetus. Who grabbed it and another and jumped through the air, landing on his attacker's head and began banging away on it, screaming what could only have been a brutal song of death. Fetus stuck his toes into the man's ears, whooping wildly as he tried desperately to shake the undeveloped monster from his head, screaming and flailing his arms. The Mighty One rode his mount into the china cabinet, glass shards cutting deep into the man's body, killing him almost instantly. Fetus bent to pull some flesh from a mutilated arm when he felt a broomstick smash onto his back. He turned slowly and brought his eyes up to meet the gaze of Her Mother, causing her to shake in fear and begin pathetically trying to exorcise the demon before her. "Evil spirits remove thyselves! I cast ye out, abomination! Get thee behind me, Satan!" Fetus snatched the broomstick from her trembling hands and did as he was bid, running behind the woman. He slammed the stick into the small of her back, she doubled over, and he shoved it far up her ass until it protruded from her mouth, her corpse slumping over on its side. He turned and jumped to the table, surveying the scene. Gross had gone to his room to listen to some tapes Fetus had bought for him, not knowing the scenes that transpired. Grandmother had moved to the remains of the china cabinet, munching silently on the flesh of Her Boyfriend, doing as a Follower should. She herself retched the stuffing, too sick to move for now. And the Father.. Fetus picked up a pie and slung it at the man, he ducked, Fetus was upon him. He began pounding upon the sides of Father's skull, harder and harder, he stood and tried to flee but Fetus held fast with his feet, the crushing blows finally cracking the shell of his cranium as they neared the stairs. The man fell downwards, Fetus jumped off, and smiled at the loud crunching of breaking bones as the man tumbled into a heap and mass of limbs that could not have been replicated by the living. There was only Her. The stuffing finally spilled onto the floor, she slowly brought herself up from the waist to look into the eyes of a fetus. He grabbed her by the ears and brought her face down into the plate of food in front of her. Wrapping her hair about his hands he pulled her struggling body onto the table and smeared cranberry sauce all over her face. She stood upon the table and screamed her rage. She dextrously hefted the carving knife and leaped towards Fetus, intent upon slicing his meat. He tripped her and sent her sprawling onto the other end of the table, her head resting in a bowl of mashed potatoes, shocked too much to scream from the pain. Fetus pulled her feet and then turned her over roughly. He yanked at her jeans, smiling evily as they ripped off, exposing her cloth-covered bush. Realization lit her eyes, she tried to rise to her feet, slipping on the food, mumbling pleas for mercy. Fetus lunged forward and tore away all the clothing from her upper body in one stroke, she screamed but was powerless to stop him from violently removing her panties and the tampon. "No..no..n-n-n-no...p-p-p-puh-p-puh-puh-leez-please..n-no.." Fetus threw the bloody vaginal insert at her. She regained her feet and jumped from the table, running towards the living room. He slammed into the back of her legs, she fell, feeling a hand already reaching up into her anal region, raking at the flesh inside. She could only scream.. Fetus rolled her over once again and jumped onto her chest, sucking noisily at her breasts, then biting the nipples off and spitting them in her face. She smacked at him and he kicked her in the face, her head falling to the floor in shock. Fetus shoved his clawed fists into the holes where her nipples had been and ripped the insides of her tits out, eating them happily, and then kissed Her, so that she could taste her insides. He began jumping up and down upon her rib cage, her breath leaving her body in moans of pain, and at last he stopped when he heard the soft pop of the rib's breaking. He moved between her legs and put a hand under each of her thighs. "And now the fun can REALLY start, Bitch!" His short stubby dick dove into her genitals, boring into her flesh like a tunnel-digger. His little hips pivoted and rammed, her monthly blood spraying out with each thrust, she screamed again as he brought himself to ectasy and came all within her. He kicked her over, and mounted her ass. He drove it home and did it hard, the pain of her ribs and now the pain of her ass bringing a wail of terror from her, making Fetus only bang harder. Her screams turned him on, made his penis rock solid. He rammed a fist up into her cunt as he creamed his juices into her ass and fucked her with his entire arm. Her screams grew louder, encouraging him, and he removed his arm. He pulled her cunt-lips wide apart, then jumped feetfirst back into the womb, her flesh splitting open, her screams of pain silenced only when her blood ceased to flow from the wounds. (c)1989 Toxic Shock The Followers of Fetus Bloody Afterbirth Fetal Juice Gross Genitalia Tasty Abortion Twisted Testicles and another follower, yet to be named