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You headed into the forest, your heart racing as you looked around. You knew that this was wrong and that you shouldn’t be doing this, that you were going to take the life of a real, living creature solely because you’re horny, but at the same time you don’t care.
No matter what you do, nobody wants to fuck you. Maybe it’s the fact you're only 16, and nobody wants to fuck a kid. But at this point you’d even take it if some gross guy molested you. You’re just so horny all the time, and nothing you do ever satisfies it. No amount of masturbation and porn can ever quench your desires.
You don’t know how long you have been like this; you just know you have been for as long as you remember. Nobody ever raped you as a child (at least that you can remember); instead, your dad raised you alone and worked all day, giving you his old phone, which had porn on it.
You don’t think your dad knew it had porn on it. Your dad never tried to groom you or anything. Which sucks because you're so desperate that you would even be willing to fuck him. You know he’s kind of a pervert, spying on young girls and taking photos of their panties. Which is how you first got exposed to child porn. But sadly, your dad is a straight republican. So, if you tried to get him to fuck you, you’re sure that he would just call you a faggot and kick you out. So
So currently, you’re out hunting. But you aren’t just going to kill animals to bring them home to eat. No, you’re going to fuck them.
This is only something that you started doing recently. You came across a roadkill deer during one of your previous hunts, and you fucked it, thrusting your cock into its dead, dry cunt. It was the best feeling you ever felt before, and you knew you wanted to relive it. You haven't fucked anything since, mainly because you haven’t been on a solo hunt in a while. But today, you're alone, and that means you can do whatever you want.
It wasn’t long until you spotted a rabbit hopping around, most likely looking for a meal. You took the gun, and you aimed it at the creature. Without a second thought, you pressed down on the trigger, and a bullet flew out right through the rabbit’s head, causing it to collapse onto the ground. Blood pooled out of the wound, and the rabbit gave it a few feeble twitches before it went limp. It was dead.
The bullet had hit the creature with great precision, tearing through the center of the rabbit’s skull. The wound was a crater, a mix of gray and crimson red. The impact shattered its bone and left a messy explosion of matted fur soaked in thick, dark blood. Bits of brain matter and splintered skull were scattered across the dirt, creating a glistening mess of gore.
Your breath came in shallow hitches as you leaned over the small carcass. The scent of iron was overwhelming, and it caused your cock to throb and demand attention. With a trembling hand, you reached out, your fingers brushing against the matted fur near the rabbit’s shattered skull before you guided your dick towards the center of the carnage.
You yanked your dick out and began to rub the sensitive head of your cock against the jagged edges of the wound. Your own slick, warm precum met the cold smear of blood and brain matter. This caused you to groan as you kept smearing the gore all over your length, coating yourself in it like a freak.
Slowly, you began to press yourself into the freshly made cavity. You didn’t rush; you wanted to savor every second of this. You pushed the head of your cock into the bloody crater, feeling how the mangled flesh tried to stop you, but you just thrust forward anyway, causing a squelching sound to echo throughout the woods.
The hollow space was tight, far more intense than any hole a living creature could provide. Honestly, you don’t know how you’ll be able to come back from this. Why would you ever want to fuck anyone alive when the dead feel this good?
You moved in rhythm, your hips rocking patiently as you watched the way the dark blood welled up around the base of your cock with each thrust.
“Fuck… This feels so good.” You moaned. You knew that you were going to have to be quiet so that you wouldn’t get caught, but the cold yet warm wetness of the rabbit’s mangled brains was like nothing you felt before. You knew it wasn’t going to be long until you came.
You couldn’t control yourself any longer. You drove your hips forward one last time, burying your cock to the very base inside the shattered, bloody cavity of the rabbit’s head. With a loud whimper of pleasure, you finally erupted. Thick, hot ropes of your cum got pumped right down into the wound, mixing with the blood and the gray, pulpy remains of brain matter.
You stayed there for a few moments, slumped over the carcass, your chest heaving as you finally calmed down. The warmth of your orgasm was starting to cool inside of the rabbit, some of it leaking onto the ground beneath you. As you finally pulled out, a wet squelch echoed throughout the clearing, and even more cum mixed with dark crimson blood oozed from the ruined skull of the rabbit, coating its flesh and your body in the filth.
You stood up, grabbing a few wet wipes out of your hunting bag as you wiped the blood off your body and cock. You knew that you were going to have to do this again. Maybe next time a fox could be your victim of choice.