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presents
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Fetus Punishes A Rapist
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by Gross Genitalia
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Toxic File #48
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Centre of Eternity 615.552.5747 HQ of Toxic Shock and The Esoteric Society
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[TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS][TS]
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Susan was a strange young lady. She lived a very desolate life, and
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always seemed to possess a certain strange quality of deceit. She lived
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outside of town in a relatively large house, all alone.
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On a cold, damp spring day when the sun had completely set, Susan
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lit a candle beside her bed and prepared to go to sleep. She heard a popping
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noise from upstairs (she slept in the basement most of the time) and went to
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investigate its source. Upon arriving at the top of the staircase she
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noticed that the back door was cracked open a few inches. She made no effort
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to return to the basement, but proceeded to scope out the upstairs rooms.
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She walked into the bathroom and clicked on the light, and found a large
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burly man standing in the corner. He was holding a .44 with a rather long
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barrel, which was pointed directly at Susan. "Alright bitch, let's go back
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downstairs." Susan was a little hesitant, but with a nudge from the cold
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steel barrel she hastened to the stairwell. They arrived at the foot of the
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stairs, and the burglar ordered Susan to place all her money and valuables
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in a paper sack, which he took from his trenchcoat and shoved into her hands.
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Susan did not wait; she went over a chest of drawers and removed a small
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box. In it was a thick roll of bills, which she dropped into the sack. She
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told the criminal that this was the only thing of value she kept in the
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basement. The criminal disagreed. "You haven't given me everything. Lay down
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on the bed over there." Susan did so. "Now take off your clothes. Slowly
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now. I want to see what I'm up against." Susan did so, although this time
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she seemed very hesitant. A fire was welling up in her eyes, although it
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went unnoticed by the criminal. Susan stripped herself to complete nakedness.
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The criminal removed his trenchcoat and removed his ragged and dirty shirt.
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He dropped his torn jeans, and ripped down his underwear, revealing his
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already stiffened dick. Susan scare turned to sarcastic hate. "What a nice
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dick you have. I imagine it's be much bigger if you'd stop whacking off all
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the time." The criminal got very angry and shoved the barrel of his gun
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some inches into Susan cunt. "Hey bitch, don't get smart with me. This thing
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won't stop down here. It'll keep right on going up that cute little body of
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yours and rip your fucking brains out!!" Susan's fiery hate built at a steady
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pace. The criminal stood at the end of the bed admiring the lips of Susan's
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pussy. As he climbed up onto the bed he heard a demonic roar. It was not
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a human sound; it sounded more like that of a beast in a horror film. Susan
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glared at him; the roar was coming from within her. Her face turned purple
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and growled menacingly at him. The criminal stood dumbfounded, he could
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not figure it out. Susan propped herself up on her hands, her back to the bed.
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Her cunt was at the criminal's eye level. The lips of her twat spread
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open wide, some two feet. In the chasmic hole nothing could be seen but a
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redness of a burning fire. The criminal turned to run. Susan let out a final
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roar as she heaved and thrusted her hips in and out. SLLLLLLOOOOOSSSSHHHHH!
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A large something-or-other was hurled out of Susan's vagina, aimed directly
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at the fleeing criminal. This something landed on his shoulders and looked
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around into his face. It appeared to be an aborted fetus, for the criminal
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did not have time to look. It ripped a gaping hole in the side of the
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criminal's neck and climbed in. It clawed its way down through his torso,
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through his abdomen, and into his large intestine. It crawled out the
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criminal's anus and puked up a large ball of shit. With that the fetus, the
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criminal, and all of the blood and gore disappeared into thin air, and
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Susan reclothed herself. She blew out the candle and fell into a lulling
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peaceful sleep.
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(c)1990 Toxic Shock, by Gross Genitalia.
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All rights...what rights? This is America, we have no rights.
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