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Gadget Goat has found a solution to that problem: Run snuff streams on seedy websites. And she's learned that families with teenaged kids are [i]especially[/i] profitable to snuff on camera…\n\nCommissioned by Gadget Goat. She has asked me not to link to her page.","description_bbcode_parsed":"College tuition is expensive these days. Gadget Goat has found a solution to that problem: Run snuff streams on seedy websites. And she's learned that families with teenaged kids are especially profitable to snuff on camera…
Commissioned by Gadget Goat. She has asked me not to link to her page.","writing":"[q]GoatGirl666 is now live![/q]\n\nAfter a short countdown, Gadget appeared on the screen. The red-haired, college-aged, tan-furred goat looked into the camera and smiled warmly. \"Hey everyone, welcome to the show! Got a special treat for you today.\" The view switched from the camera above her monitor to one on her desk, revealing half a dozen anthropomorphic fancy mice huddled together in terror. \"I grabbed a minivan from the micro middle school and it looks like we have an entire family of mice to play with! Go on, wave to the camera, little ones.\" The goat was cheerful as could be as she commanded the rodents to be part of the show.\n\nThe mice were too scared to comply. They just clung to each other in terror. The mother was the oldest, but the other mousegirls ranged from 12 to 15 in human years. They all wore simple but practical outfits over their white fur. Their height was between six and eight inches (15 and 20 cm), which made them easy to see on stream, yet they weren't large enough to climb over the foot-tall walls around the perimeter of Gadget's desk.\n\n\"Aww, why are you so scared?\" Gadget teased. She knew why. So did her audience. Chat messages with horrific suggestions flooded in. The audience was here for one thing: To see a gruesome end inflicted on every last one of these unfortunate micros. A few crimson smears on the goat's stone-grey desk hinted at what kind of show the mice were unwillingly starring in. They'd all [i]heard[/i] of shows like this. It was a danger that they'd all been warned to avoid. But to be kidnapped in broad daylight, from the supposed safety of their school… they'd done everything right! Why are they here? Sometimes, the universe just gives you the middle finger.\n\n\"So, mama mouse…\" Gadget leaned in closer to intimidate her little victims. \"Which of your girls is your favorite? I'll give her something special~\" The goat ended her sentence in a sing-song voice. The mother hesitated. It wasn't just that she didn't want to pick a favorite; she feared what 'special' treatment she was condemning her child to. \"Hey. I said [i]pick[/i] one.\" Gadget said more forcefully. Gadget's hand came into view. The dark brown, leather, fingerless gloves appeared shadowy against the bright lights on her desk. The mother panicked and pointed at one of her girls without looking. \"See, that wasn't so hard!\" Gadget's voice returned to its prior cheerfulness, as if she hadn't just threatened their lives.\n\nThe goat's hand moved directly for the mouse who'd been rewarded with her mother's choice. The girl sobbed and shook with terror even before Gadget plucked her free of the crowd and placed her in the center of the desk. The goat planted the palm of her hand on the mouse's hips and drummed her fingers around the micro's head. Each thump reverberated through the surface; the sound made the mouse cry out in pain as her sensitive ears were assaulted by one thunderous impact after another until, after a few rounds, the mouse could only feel rather than hear them. Gadget grinned deviously as she twisted her hand slightly to the side and positioned her pointer finger directly above the mouse's head. She drummed her pointer finger directly onto the mouse's skull cracked it open on the first hit. Gadget wasn't just going to leave her damaged, however; the goat kept going until the micro's head was nothing but an unrecognizable mush on the desktop.\n\nBoth the chat and the mice went wild, albeit for very different reasons. The chat cheered on the goat; the mice shrieked in terror. Gadget looked directly at the mice. \"I told you I'd give her something special,\" she said, \"I gave her a quicker death than the rest of you will have.\" The mice began to scatter. They abandoned any hope of clinging together and instead looked for any gaps in the desk. They [i]needed[/i] to escape. As the mice scurried about, Gadget simply laughed at them. \"Before we move on, I need a quick snack, and these mice [i]are[/i] pretty quick…\" They were still no match for the movements of a goat ten times their size, however. She snatched one with her left hand and wiped her finger off onto the rodent, smearing her sister's blood over her pelt. The she pinched the mouse's tail using her right hand so she could dangle the micro directly over her mouth.\n\n\"Sorry, hon. Unlike most goats, I'm [i]not[/i] an herbivore.\" Gadget dropped the mouse into her open maw and started to swallow. The mouse was too large to go down in a single gulp but that just added to the show; the bulge remained at the top of Gadget's throat for some time. The goat grabbed a water bottle and took a generous swig, which lubricated the mouse's fur and eased the subsequent gulps. Within a dozen seconds, the mouse had been swallowed whole and alive. She was on a one-way trip to the goat's stomach. Once that bulge disappeared from Gadget's throat, the goat opened her mouth for the cameras and showed the audience that only a single, tiny shoe remained. She spat out the unneeded footwear as casually as a poppy seed.\n\nAll of this was just foreplay for the main action. \"I know what you're all [i]really[/i] here to see…\" she teased. The goat leaned back in her chair, propped her feet on the desk, and showed the audience her footwear: leather, toeless, heelless, knee-high paw-gloves. Her four toes flexed for a few moments… just long enough for any footwear fetishists to get some fap material. She soon reached forward and tugged one of those paw-gloves off. Her now-bare foot smashed its heel directly upon another mouse, crushing its head down into its feet and creating a mangled pelt. The mouse girl was previously a rising star on her way to earning an academic scholarship… now, she was nothing more than a gory splotch for snuff fetishists to jerk off to. Gadget didn't even acknowledge the murder she'd committed; she just tugged off her other paw-glove and set both of them on the side of her desk.\n\nThe stream layout switched to a split screen, showing the mice on the side of Gadget's desk and an empty acrylic bin on the floor next to it. Lights beneath and around the bin slowly came to life; they faded from dark red to brilliant, cold white. During that sequence, Gadget grabbed the three remaining mice one at a time and set them gently into the bin below. That care wasn't mercy from the goat, however. She just wanted to ensure that, when she broke them, it was in the way her audience wanted to see most. Once her victims were in place, Gadget switched to a fisheye lens at the far edge of the box, which exaggerated the view of her towering above the mice. She placed her feet into the bin next to them to show everyone that her bare feet were indeed just barely larger than the mice she was about to kill with them.\n\nA projector presented the stream chat on one side of the bin. The mice could read every comment and sadistic suggestion that Gadget's audience had for the goat. They collectively felt sick. This [i]was[/i] sick. \"What the f–\" one of the girls started to say. The goat's foot intervened; she used a toe to flick the offending mouse into the center of the bin. The thing suffered a concussion from the impact and, while she remained conscious, she was unable to get off the ground.\n\n\"C'mon, you can't swear on the stream!\" Gadget complained. So [i]that[/i] was the line? Snuffing out micros was acceptable, but an F bomb was not? The chat clearly loved the absurd standard that Gadget had imposed; their messages were rich with insults and slurs about the pathetic pests and the mods encouraged the commentary. Gadget pressed both her soles against the mouse and sandwiched her between them. The stream presented a zoomed in view of the mouse's terrified expression slowly vanishing between the goat's toes as the feet pressed together with the same relentlessness as a hydraulic press. Once the mouse's head was no longer visible, the camera zoomed out to show the girl's arms and tail impotently flailing about. Then, after a few wet crunches, those limbs went limp. A few final, weak twitches were all she could muster before her body went still forever. Gadget dropped the corpse to the floor and used her toes to push the dead rodent to the back corner of the box. Then she stood up to truly [i]tower[/i] over the two mice still beneath her, both of whom looked up to follow the goat's ascension towards the ceiling.\n\nGadget used her phone to control the cameras for the stream. She switched to a view near the floor of the container, revealing that her big toes were knee-high to the remaining mice. She glanced back at the chat and lit up upon seeing one particularly twisted suggestion. \"Ooh, I like that idea, chat… hey, [i]rats,\"[/i] she snarled at the micros below. \"Crawl over here and kiss my toes. First one to kiss every toe on one foot gets a quick death.\" A simple, degrading competition that neither mouse wanted to undertake yet both wanted to win; prolonging their suffering seemed even worse than giving into the goat's whims. The one teenager remaining had already witnessed the death of four of her sisters. The mother had witnessed the death of four of her daughters. Neither had any will to resist. They were utterly mentally broken. The only protest they could muster were incoherent sobs as they crawled towards the goat's toes.\n\nLike everything else the goat had inflicted on her diminutive victims, this was not fair. The younger mouse had far more energy and bravery than her mother. While the middle-aged rodent struggled to place one paw in front of the other, her daughter moved steadily towards her demise. The girl blocked out any thoughts of what she was doing as she kissed the goat's toes from largest to smallest without even a hint of hesitation. Her mother could only look on in despair as her only surviving child's fate was sealed. \"Looks like we have a winner!\" Gadget beamed. \"Time for your prize.\"\n\nThe goat pushed the younger mouse onto her back and turned her perpendicular to her feet. Gadget pressed her feet together and firmly planted all eight of her toes onto the mouse girl, pinning her in place. The underfloor camera flipped on to show just how tightly she was held; the goat's toes and sole were pressed firmly against the bottom of the container, creating a painfully tight embrace for the mouse. Gadget then started to tap her toes against the ground, alternating left and right. She didn't need her full foot to trample the mouse to death; it only took her toes slamming onto the micro over and over again to break her body as thoroughly as her spirit. The acoustics of the container amplified the sound for the stream, though it was still difficult to hear the breaking of bones or squishing of internal organs over the heavy *thump* of Gadget's foot striking the mouse and ground. Blood oozed from the mouse's ass and mouth as the internal injuries became fatal. While her body was [i]mostly[/i] intact, the way it flattened once the goat's feet lifted made it clear there was no structure left inside the sack of mouse meat.\n\n\"And then there was one…\" Gadget said as she turned her attention to the mother of the group. \"What a shitty parent you are. You couldn't save [i]any[/i] of your kids from just one little goat like me. You couldn't even kiss my toes! Most people would pay to do that! But don't worry…\" Gadget stomped next to the remaining mouse. \"You'll live for as long as my chat wants to keep you around.\" The goat pressed a button on her phone and a one minute timer appeared on the stream. \"You know the deal, chat: The more you donate, the longer I'll torture this last one.\"\n\nThat doomed mouse could only watch in horror as the donations poured in and the timer rose faster than it counted down. Her life was now being measured in seconds, not years. The largest donations added time but also told Gadget how to use time to make her remaining victim suffer. \"Ooh, looks like FoxyDoormat wants me to break a leg…\" Gadget read the comment as if it werea wish for good luck, not an instruction for torture. The goat obliged her viewer's wishes. She kicked the mouse to the ground and stomped the ball of her foot directly onto the mouse's right leg; the bone snapped in half and the matriarch could only shriek in pain from that injury.\n\nMore donations and tortures rolled in, but every additional second cost more and, after a few minutes that felt like an eternity in hell to the mouse, her time was up. The abused mouse was barely clinging to life. The edges of her vision had blacked out from blood loss, while ever heartbeat of her weak, rapid pulse caused a flash of light across her vision. She couldn't even see the timer as it ran out. She could barely comprehend what the goat was saying when Gadget reminded the chat that the top donor got to pick the method of execution. That choice? Treating her body like a tube of toothpaste.\n\nGadget pinned the mouse's tailtip under the big toe of one foot, then pressed the ball of her other onto the back of the mouse's knees… or at least, what [i]used[/i] to be her knees. 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I wonder if his toy consented this time?\" Gadget could only hold back her laughter for a moment; she knew that nobody in their right mind would consent to what that kid did.\n\n\"See you all next time!\" Gadget waved to the camera as her stream ended.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"\n\t\t\t\t\t
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After a short countdown, Gadget appeared on the screen. The red-haired, college-aged, tan-furred goat looked into the camera and smiled warmly. "Hey everyone, welcome to the show! Got a special treat for you today." The view switched from the camera above her monitor to one on her desk, revealing half a dozen anthropomorphic fancy mice huddled together in terror. "I grabbed a minivan from the micro middle school and it looks like we have an entire family of mice to play with! Go on, wave to the camera, little ones." The goat was cheerful as could be as she commanded the rodents to be part of the show.
The mice were too scared to comply. They just clung to each other in terror. The mother was the oldest, but the other mousegirls ranged from 12 to 15 in human years. They all wore simple but practical outfits over their white fur. Their height was between six and eight inches (15 and 20 cm), which made them easy to see on stream, yet they weren't large enough to climb over the foot-tall walls around the perimeter of Gadget's desk.
"Aww, why are you so scared?" Gadget teased. She knew why. So did her audience. Chat messages with horrific suggestions flooded in. The audience was here for one thing: To see a gruesome end inflicted on every last one of these unfortunate micros. A few crimson smears on the goat's stone-grey desk hinted at what kind of show the mice were unwillingly starring in. They'd all heard of shows like this. It was a danger that they'd all been warned to avoid. But to be kidnapped in broad daylight, from the supposed safety of their school… they'd done everything right! Why are they here? Sometimes, the universe just gives you the middle finger.
"So, mama mouse…" Gadget leaned in closer to intimidate her little victims. "Which of your girls is your favorite? I'll give her something special~" The goat ended her sentence in a sing-song voice. The mother hesitated. It wasn't just that she didn't want to pick a favorite; she feared what 'special' treatment she was condemning her child to. "Hey. I said pick one." Gadget said more forcefully. Gadget's hand came into view. The dark brown, leather, fingerless gloves appeared shadowy against the bright lights on her desk. The mother panicked and pointed at one of her girls without looking. "See, that wasn't so hard!" Gadget's voice returned to its prior cheerfulness, as if she hadn't just threatened their lives.
The goat's hand moved directly for the mouse who'd been rewarded with her mother's choice. The girl sobbed and shook with terror even before Gadget plucked her free of the crowd and placed her in the center of the desk. The goat planted the palm of her hand on the mouse's hips and drummed her fingers around the micro's head. Each thump reverberated through the surface; the sound made the mouse cry out in pain as her sensitive ears were assaulted by one thunderous impact after another until, after a few rounds, the mouse could only feel rather than hear them. Gadget grinned deviously as she twisted her hand slightly to the side and positioned her pointer finger directly above the mouse's head. She drummed her pointer finger directly onto the mouse's skull cracked it open on the first hit. Gadget wasn't just going to leave her damaged, however; the goat kept going until the micro's head was nothing but an unrecognizable mush on the desktop.
Both the chat and the mice went wild, albeit for very different reasons. The chat cheered on the goat; the mice shrieked in terror. Gadget looked directly at the mice. "I told you I'd give her something special," she said, "I gave her a quicker death than the rest of you will have." The mice began to scatter. They abandoned any hope of clinging together and instead looked for any gaps in the desk. They needed to escape. As the mice scurried about, Gadget simply laughed at them. "Before we move on, I need a quick snack, and these mice are pretty quick…" They were still no match for the movements of a goat ten times their size, however. She snatched one with her left hand and wiped her finger off onto the rodent, smearing her sister's blood over her pelt. The she pinched the mouse's tail using her right hand so she could dangle the micro directly over her mouth.
"Sorry, hon. Unlike most goats, I'm not an herbivore." Gadget dropped the mouse into her open maw and started to swallow. The mouse was too large to go down in a single gulp but that just added to the show; the bulge remained at the top of Gadget's throat for some time. The goat grabbed a water bottle and took a generous swig, which lubricated the mouse's fur and eased the subsequent gulps. Within a dozen seconds, the mouse had been swallowed whole and alive. She was on a one-way trip to the goat's stomach. Once that bulge disappeared from Gadget's throat, the goat opened her mouth for the cameras and showed the audience that only a single, tiny shoe remained. She spat out the unneeded footwear as casually as a poppy seed.
All of this was just foreplay for the main action. "I know what you're all really here to see…" she teased. The goat leaned back in her chair, propped her feet on the desk, and showed the audience her footwear: leather, toeless, heelless, knee-high paw-gloves. Her four toes flexed for a few moments… just long enough for any footwear fetishists to get some fap material. She soon reached forward and tugged one of those paw-gloves off. Her now-bare foot smashed its heel directly upon another mouse, crushing its head down into its feet and creating a mangled pelt. The mouse girl was previously a rising star on her way to earning an academic scholarship… now, she was nothing more than a gory splotch for snuff fetishists to jerk off to. Gadget didn't even acknowledge the murder she'd committed; she just tugged off her other paw-glove and set both of them on the side of her desk.
The stream layout switched to a split screen, showing the mice on the side of Gadget's desk and an empty acrylic bin on the floor next to it. Lights beneath and around the bin slowly came to life; they faded from dark red to brilliant, cold white. During that sequence, Gadget grabbed the three remaining mice one at a time and set them gently into the bin below. That care wasn't mercy from the goat, however. She just wanted to ensure that, when she broke them, it was in the way her audience wanted to see most. Once her victims were in place, Gadget switched to a fisheye lens at the far edge of the box, which exaggerated the view of her towering above the mice. She placed her feet into the bin next to them to show everyone that her bare feet were indeed just barely larger than the mice she was about to kill with them.
A projector presented the stream chat on one side of the bin. The mice could read every comment and sadistic suggestion that Gadget's audience had for the goat. They collectively felt sick. This was sick. "What the f–" one of the girls started to say. The goat's foot intervened; she used a toe to flick the offending mouse into the center of the bin. The thing suffered a concussion from the impact and, while she remained conscious, she was unable to get off the ground.
"C'mon, you can't swear on the stream!" Gadget complained. So that was the line? Snuffing out micros was acceptable, but an F bomb was not? The chat clearly loved the absurd standard that Gadget had imposed; their messages were rich with insults and slurs about the pathetic pests and the mods encouraged the commentary. Gadget pressed both her soles against the mouse and sandwiched her between them. The stream presented a zoomed in view of the mouse's terrified expression slowly vanishing between the goat's toes as the feet pressed together with the same relentlessness as a hydraulic press. Once the mouse's head was no longer visible, the camera zoomed out to show the girl's arms and tail impotently flailing about. Then, after a few wet crunches, those limbs went limp. A few final, weak twitches were all she could muster before her body went still forever. Gadget dropped the corpse to the floor and used her toes to push the dead rodent to the back corner of the box. Then she stood up to truly tower over the two mice still beneath her, both of whom looked up to follow the goat's ascension towards the ceiling.
Gadget used her phone to control the cameras for the stream. She switched to a view near the floor of the container, revealing that her big toes were knee-high to the remaining mice. She glanced back at the chat and lit up upon seeing one particularly twisted suggestion. "Ooh, I like that idea, chat… hey, rats," she snarled at the micros below. "Crawl over here and kiss my toes. First one to kiss every toe on one foot gets a quick death." A simple, degrading competition that neither mouse wanted to undertake yet both wanted to win; prolonging their suffering seemed even worse than giving into the goat's whims. The one teenager remaining had already witnessed the death of four of her sisters. The mother had witnessed the death of four of her daughters. Neither had any will to resist. They were utterly mentally broken. The only protest they could muster were incoherent sobs as they crawled towards the goat's toes.
Like everything else the goat had inflicted on her diminutive victims, this was not fair. The younger mouse had far more energy and bravery than her mother. While the middle-aged rodent struggled to place one paw in front of the other, her daughter moved steadily towards her demise. The girl blocked out any thoughts of what she was doing as she kissed the goat's toes from largest to smallest without even a hint of hesitation. Her mother could only look on in despair as her only surviving child's fate was sealed. "Looks like we have a winner!" Gadget beamed. "Time for your prize."
The goat pushed the younger mouse onto her back and turned her perpendicular to her feet. Gadget pressed her feet together and firmly planted all eight of her toes onto the mouse girl, pinning her in place. The underfloor camera flipped on to show just how tightly she was held; the goat's toes and sole were pressed firmly against the bottom of the container, creating a painfully tight embrace for the mouse. Gadget then started to tap her toes against the ground, alternating left and right. She didn't need her full foot to trample the mouse to death; it only took her toes slamming onto the micro over and over again to break her body as thoroughly as her spirit. The acoustics of the container amplified the sound for the stream, though it was still difficult to hear the breaking of bones or squishing of internal organs over the heavy *thump* of Gadget's foot striking the mouse and ground. Blood oozed from the mouse's ass and mouth as the internal injuries became fatal. While her body was mostly intact, the way it flattened once the goat's feet lifted made it clear there was no structure left inside the sack of mouse meat.
"And then there was one…" Gadget said as she turned her attention to the mother of the group. "What a shitty parent you are. You couldn't save any of your kids from just one little goat like me. You couldn't even kiss my toes! Most people would pay to do that! But don't worry…" Gadget stomped next to the remaining mouse. "You'll live for as long as my chat wants to keep you around." The goat pressed a button on her phone and a one minute timer appeared on the stream. "You know the deal, chat: The more you donate, the longer I'll torture this last one."
That doomed mouse could only watch in horror as the donations poured in and the timer rose faster than it counted down. Her life was now being measured in seconds, not years. The largest donations added time but also told Gadget how to use time to make her remaining victim suffer. "Ooh, looks like FoxyDoormat wants me to break a leg…" Gadget read the comment as if it werea wish for good luck, not an instruction for torture. The goat obliged her viewer's wishes. She kicked the mouse to the ground and stomped the ball of her foot directly onto the mouse's right leg; the bone snapped in half and the matriarch could only shriek in pain from that injury.
More donations and tortures rolled in, but every additional second cost more and, after a few minutes that felt like an eternity in hell to the mouse, her time was up. The abused mouse was barely clinging to life. The edges of her vision had blacked out from blood loss, while ever heartbeat of her weak, rapid pulse caused a flash of light across her vision. She couldn't even see the timer as it ran out. She could barely comprehend what the goat was saying when Gadget reminded the chat that the top donor got to pick the method of execution. That choice? Treating her body like a tube of toothpaste.
Gadget pinned the mouse's tailtip under the big toe of one foot, then pressed the ball of her other onto the back of the mouse's knees… or at least, what used to be her knees. She steadily moved her foot backward as if wiping it on a tiny doormat, all while keeping steady pressure on the mouse's body. The result was that the rodent's internals were squeezed upwards, into her chest cavity, until eventually a spurt of blood and barely-recognizable gore burst through the mouse's upper body. Only that was enough to finally snuff out the last of her victims.
With no more toys left to break, Gadget sat back in her chair and propped her feet on her desk again. The viscera from the mother was still glistening fresh; the remains of her earlier victims had already dried into a deep crimson. "Thanks for watching today, everyone! Glad you enjoyed the show. Next time, I think I'm gonna look for some frogs to flatten, since I could really go for something squishy." She giggled at the alliteration while she browsed her friends list. "Let's go raid… ooh, looks like SquirrelSmasher2008 just went live a few minutes ago. I wonder if his toy consented this time?" Gadget could only hold back her laughter for a moment; she knew that nobody in their right mind would consent to what that kid did.
"See you all next time!" Gadget waved to the camera as her stream ended.