Living in a labor sex cult is a dream, or atleast it was for me, pampered and treated like a pet instead of workers like the other pals. I would watch them building guns in explosives in the factory, or mining resources, and would always volunteer and get turned down. The lovander in camp also called me, "Master's cuddle slut," or, "A greedy chillet bitch!" Occasionally their hurtful words would get me, and I'd curl under a large rock sobbing, where depresso would find and cuddle me, giving me plenty of gentle soft kisses. "You're my reason for living," he'd always whisper in my ear, nipping it gently with purring affection, "I've already told master, and they'll be dealt with!" He alwayse reassured me, before kissing lower, his rough tongue caressing my plump pink bulging belly. It's funny though, shortly after this, dinner time was my favorite treat again, fresh bloody meat with a splash of guts. I tore into it with joy, fantasizing that it was one of those pink pompous rapey pink lizard bitches, that their cold organs and blood were sliding down my greedy maw. Even though I enjoyed the gourmet meal, even offering some to depresso, he'd just shake his head and look gloomier. I'd feel bad thinking it was one of his friends, if the taste wasn't so addicting. With a few strands of torn innards dangling from my chin, I'd always go to the rape pens and stare down the lovander, "Call me those things again, and I may just beg for him to let me freeze you dead, and consume you," they'd never respond back, just nodding... and there was always one missing. It's not like that mattered, they were often butchered for mear and quickly replaced, so the lesson never stuck, and it wasn't like I'd have the guts to snuff the bitches anyways... I can barely take a bite from a lamball's juice ass. At sundown I'd find my nest, and snuggle down into it, depresso eventually joining me from his long work mining, and snuggling up to me. He was extra down this time around, so I cleaned him off with my cooling breath, and licked him clean of his tasty salty sweat. "You do know why master pampers you so much, right?" He asked, a twinge of sorrow in his voice, more so than usual. I didn't answer him, focusing on licking his salty paws as I kissed and sucked his soft toes. Usually I'd see him smile and purr, arousal standing ready to breed my needy body, but he didn't seem to take pleasure from my foreplay. "Chilly..." He spoke up again, remorse filling his voice, "do you even understand why he feeds you better than me? Why tou never get to work or fight? Why I'm not allowed to touch you back?" He fought back tears, biting his lips, depresso are naturally suicidal and that's why I'd pamper him even though master would be mad. "Why is it Hen-Hen?" I asked, laying my head on his soft belly, feeling his paws rub my own, "If it's bugging you, then you can tell me." Henry's breath got caught in his throat, a slight tremble coming to his lips as tears welled up in his eyes, "He's going to murder you... H-h-he's going to gut you infront of everyone..." I could see the pain and horror in his eyes as he began to cry, a blush coming upon my face as I processed it, rubbing my belly which had become so distended that it was now a bright pink. But as much as the idea was exciting, "W-would you... Commit suicide if I was gone?" I asked, not thinking of myself at this moment, wrapping my soft cuddly body around him. "Of course... I love you, and I couldn't live without you..." A lump rose in my throat, one I just couldn't swallow... I had started dating this depresso because he didn't have anyone, lovanders wouldn't rape him, lamball's wouldn't cuddle him, and other chillets wouldn't freeze and eat him. He was unwanted, even by master who had him gathring just stone, something we had more than an abundance of. "Would you do that for me as I died infront of you?" I asked, licking and nipping his ear, I could feel him shudder just as I suggested it, "I want my guts spilled, and I'd enjoy watching you take your own life for me, that way we can cherish each other one last time." "C-chi-chilly!" "Oh Henry!" I grinned as the depresso's cute barbed cock finally twitched to life, rising from it's fluffy prison just begging for love, and tonight would be different. I locked ny muzzle to his in a deep kiss, my tapered tongue pushing down his throat as I swirled it around, exploring him in a intimate way as I slithered my long fluffy body around him. I could feel his paw on my throat, desperately trying to push me away, we could get in a lot of trouble after all. His moans and whimpers as I bulged his throat with my long powerful tongue were adorable, I was always stronger than him. And my plump labia was already brushing up against his twitching member, the barbs gently pulling my lips open to reveal the virgin snatch beyond. I couldn't resist him anymore, skewering myself in his cock, my hymrn tearing around his cock sending surges of blissful pain up my spine. I could feel him shuddering at this, as my warm blood trickled down his cock, marking him as the one who took my virginity. I could feel his delicate barbs tugging and pulling on my inner walls, making me squirm and pant, shuddering in ecstasy as I ride him. The poor kitty seized the moment of my bliss, pushing me away a bit as my tongue slid out of his throat, letting him cough and gasp for air, "C-Chilly... Stop... He'll butcher us both if we're cau-" I growled, stamping my poweful paw down on his delicate throat, just now realizing how easily I could kill this pathetic cat. I clenched hard around his cock, my delicate folds super cooling as they crushed around his cock. I could hear him mewl and whimper in discomfort, and euphoric sense of power washed over me for the first time in my life. "Shut it bitch boy," I snarled, pinning his arm down as I pushed down on his throat harder, a pitiful sobbing squeek coming from him, "I'm not going to die a damned virgin, and neither are you! So either you let me fuck you, or accept the fact I'm going to rape you as much as I like until my blood is spilled!" Henry's face was one of mute terror, as he nodded the depresso knew his place, and I begin to bounce again. As I relaxed and stopped freezing his cock, I could feel his diminished pulse. His cock might've been frostbitten, but I didn't care, aslong as I could pleasure myself I didn't care! His sobs and mewls only grew louder and cuter as I had my way with him, my tail slipping between his soft cushy cheeks and probing his virgin hole, teasing him as he sobbed. My folds clenching and relaxed with each of my bounces, and my tail began to thrust in and out of him, as I began to feel the pulsing throabs return the more his cock warmed. "P-please Chilly, let-let me pull out w- GLK!" His cries and begs were getting too loud, so I did the only responsible thing, forcing my tongue down his throat, and thrusting it in and out like a tentacle. I treated him as more of a toy than a lover, as I felt pre beading at his tip, his cock barely holdin back his orgams as spitroasted him on my tonguenand cock. My untrained virgin body clenching and relaxing itself around his cock to milk him for his worth, as he squirmed cutely, trying to defy me. His muffled groans and whimpers as thick ropes of salty virile cat cum flooded my body, my cold freezing womb inflating with hot cum felt amazing, and it was even better knowing that the depresso below me was so fervently fighting me. I smirked, coiling my tongue in his throat, and wrapping my maw around his muzzle! I could hear his muffled screams, wasting his breath as he continues to spill his seed, his face blossoming into a red blush that slowly turned purple as I suffocated him. It was exhilarating, and I almost wanted to tend his life... But that'd ruin our special moment. I climed off him, dripping seed from my now well used slit as I slowly and teasingly took my tongue out of his throat. Another sputtering gasp happening as he wiped my spit away. "What is wrong with you? Are you fucki-" "Aww but you always bitched and belly ached that those big pink lizards never raped your virgin ass, so isn't my blue ass a dream come true?" I teased, kissing him, looking down at his purple and blue cock with a grin, "Besides, it's not like we'll be alive tommorow to enjoy it." I laid my head down on his chest, ears perking up as I heard hammering outside. It wasn't long before the darkness of sleep over took me, my mind wondering just how I'd be butchered. The morning came all to soon, my nest empty save for a few eggs I had laid in my sleep, and my limp listless body being dragged outside, a harsh grip on my ankle. I could barely lift my head to look up at my tamer, who scowled at me. "You were supposed to stay pure, you damn bitch!" He shouted, and that's when I noticed the other pals encircling a wooden structure, that my ankles were quickly tied too, and then his boot met the side of my head as he angrily kicked me, "When those eggs hatch, I'll butcher every single pal that could be the father!" I tried to hold my grin, knowing full well what was going to happen, and I was already feeling the trickle of arousal slip down my body from the abuse. I just wanted to beg for him stomp on my throat, to break my legs... But I wanted my guts spilled most of all. I could see the glinting steel of the knife he was going to use, and a cold excited chill ran down my spine, and my heart was beating hard inside my chest. "I wont ask again, who is the bastard who knocked you up!? Or do you want me to commit genocide!?!?" I just giggled, which caused him to stomp on my muzzle, plunging the blade into my chest, the hot searing pain practically set me off, "You think it's fucking funny!? I don't care about you or your damn offspring you dirty whore!" His words stung, making the pleasure of his knife unzipping my body like a meat sack all the better. I could already feel my guts slipping out, organs fighting eachother to fall out of the growing gash in my body. My cold blood running down my skin and pooling around my face, I couldn't help but squirt all over my cruel master. It was this moment I knew my purpose, I was food, I was always food... And as my master shoved a vibrating toy, as my intestines and entrails shoshed out if my tummy, all I wanted was for everyone to feast on me raw. To squirm squeek and moan as I became a treat for these depraved monsters... My mind was already growing hazy, and my body growing colder than it ever had been, every breath I drew felt like fire on my exposed lungs. I could barely see Henry walk out from the crowd of depresso, he walked calmly, snatching the knife from master and kneeling down to me. He wasn't sad like he always was, he had a slight smile, and his cheeks were flush with his warm blood, "Your guts look beautiful, blooming out if yiur worthless stomach," he spoke so sweetly, before raising the knife to his throat. His hands never trembled as he sliced cleanly across his throat, expertly cutting his arteries so that the blood gushed freely from his throat. He pressed my muzzle into his new wound, forcing me to gulp down his metallic tasting blood... It was bitter and disgusting, but that made it all the tastier to me... As my world slowly went dark I was content with the taste of my lover's death, and the fact we got to die together infront of everyone... I so do hope we make tasty meals. FIN