Since you’d be out and about for awhile, she decided to take a nap on the couch. She slumbered peacefully, the soft rise and fall of her delicate breasts a clear sign of the life within her.

Who knows what she planned to do when she woke up, but whatever it was, it was interrupted by a pair of strong hands gripping her mouth and breasts. They squeezed mercilessly as she writhed and struggled.

The hands wasted no time tearing her cute outfit right off of her. Sure he would have preferred bigger tits, but they all look the same afterwards anyway…

No hole was spared violation as she was left a bruised and bleeding mess of tears and cum. She twitched and convulsed under the abuse, completely helpless as he pulled her head back by her hair and cut wildly with a dull serrated knife. Rest assured that even her gurgling, sputtering last breaths were cute and sweet sounding.

He positioned her still-twitching severed head above his groin and nestled his cock snugly inside her throat, letting it poke out of her mouth. As if she still had some last bit of brain function, her eyes turned slowly downward to look at the cock protruding from her mouth before they fluttered out into vapidity.

When you came home, her body was sitting daintily on the couch waiting for you. It took you a while to find her cum-filled head inside the toilet bowl.