Ariel's White tag: neck snap (9/14/16) (first pass cleanup 9/27) (second pass cleanup 9/29/16 thanks Whitestripe)

    Ariel peeked at the tag she had been given as she initialed her paperwork. A generic head with a neck showing little action lines and cracking in the middle. The implication was obvious and made the swan's long neck tremble already, having chosen to keep the tag around her neck like an amulet, leaving it exposed as the instructions told her to. Although the description given within the paperwork had been just a touch confusing. Apparently an employee was to administer the neck wringing. She wondered who would be big enough to do that to a full size fur such as herself, musing that it must be a machine that performs such a deed.  

    The hallways she’d been directed to meandered confusingly, a twisting labyrinth of archaically marked doors. Cryptic labels hinted at the fates awaiting those who ventured within.  She wondered what kind of employee would await her as she heard quiet muffled groans and moans, even the occasional thump of something mechanical within those rooms. Other tagged folks were earning their part time halos within each little office.

    Finally the confusing warren of rooms lead to a pair of oversized doors. Kind of ominous in a way, after so many boring office style doors. Would it take all that space to wring her neck? Her neck was pretty long after all, maybe the machine would stretch like taffy? The princess swan let out a quiet giggle at the thought to try to stave of nervousness as she peeked inside.

    A monster peeked back, startling in her size. Although her cheery, if quite large smile tried to soften some of her terrifying presence. The massive sphinx had to have been nearly ten feet tall and a dozen feet long, lounging about the back of the room amidst a veritable fortress of cushions.

    "Ah, my 1 o'clock appointment, come in come in, don't be shy." The sphinx's rumbling voice echoed through the vast room, perhaps it had once been a warehouse at some point. A series of drains were set off to one side, near a set of doors that made the swan's heart flutter just a tad more. Likely the spot where her life will end.

    "Now feel free to strip down if you want, I'm as bare as can be. It's fairly hard to find clothing in my size you understand?" She smiled and waved a tremendous paw towards a set of smaller cushions and chairs, where a box marked with Ariel's name had already been set up.

    The swan didn't wear too much as her wings stripped off the flowing garment of silk she had wrapped about her feathers, the simple dress a half translucent blue to compliment her ivory shaded, downy feathers. Ariel was more nervous about her nudity signalling her closeness to dying, than the baring of her body to the monstrous sphinx before her.

    The sphinx just smiled, lazily getting up to stretch her grand form out. The cracking of knuckles didn't help with the swan's nervousness since her spine was about to make a similar sound. The sphinx setting some pillows out near the drains on one end. "If you're ready, darling cygnet, we can start getting you ready," the sphinx purred. 

    Ariel nodded her long neck and waddled over with a shiver, feeling a moistness in her cloaca as she found herself nestled in sphinx cleavage. The purrs rumbled and vibrated through Ariel as she realized the sheer scope of the sphinx's powerful body, knowing now how a chicken must feel in the moments before a farmer butchers it.

    "Well now Ariel, my name is Sophia, and I will be your executioner today. But do not fret darling cygnet, I will ensure you will be mercifully killed with all swiftness." Those words seemed just a tad less assuring to the one who was scheduled to have her spine separated like a pair of stubborn legos.

    "Did you have any questions?" The sphinx asked as she put her huge paws on the swan's graceful neck, gently brushing the soft feathers as she stroked those enormous paws along Ariel’s neck, obviously feeling for how best to perform the grisly deed she was here to perform.

    "I... I don't think so..."  The swan took a slow, deep breath through her orange beak as she was pressed closer to Sophia’s heavy breasts. The soft thump of the sphinx's powerful heart she felt beneath them was soothing, even as she felt those big paws explore her long neck. A shiver and dribble of musky dew between her thighs slipped from her body when those heavy, leathery paws gripped more snugly on white down.

    One paw was just under her chin, wrapped about the top of her throat and obviously the one to tug upwards.  While the other pushed down around her shoulders and back of neck. The weight heavy as the hand like paw grasped her body powerfully. But it was curiously assuring and calming, her moment of pain would likely be swift. The sphinx's huge wings nestled close about the bare swan to comfort the trembling girl.

    "Just close your eyes now, these will be the last words this life hears." There was a quiet moan from Ariel as she closed her big eyes. Her young life in those giant paws that held her exquisitely close. Her world seemed to fade to just the sphinx's heavy presence, those blanketing wings and warm breasts, with soft pillows about her feet.

    The pressure came swiftly. The pain was sharp, excruciatingly perfect. A taut pressure that couldn't get worse, filling all of Ariel’s sensations. Her whole body tensed, feet slapping the pillows about as wings curled in shock. 
 *CRACK!* 
 Her spine gave out, snapping her eyes shooting open as that uncomfortable pressure let go with a lurid pop from her neck. But all Ariel saw was the flash of nerves misfiring, her final sensation being her body jerking taut and the sweet, soothing 'snap' of her spine giving way.  A blissful flash of warmth and her wide eyes started to twitch and tremble as everything went black. Her conscious quickly ended by that violent action, a once graceful neck visibly broken in the sphinx’s grasp.

    Sophia gave the girl's forehead a kiss as she watched the final spasms of life escape the girl. That long neck had gained another lewd inch, obviously twisted and bent under her head.  The girl's big eyes unfocused, pupils growing mismatched as the swan's brain shut down from the lack of air in her stilled lungs. She could just feel the flutter of misfiring heartbeats fighting for life and held the dying girl close as Ariel's dying form slumped without input from her broken spine.

    Those little struggles were never long, and with a final shiver the girl fell still, draped against the sphinx's plush breasts.  She would look peacefully asleep if it wasn’t for her neck’s broken twist. Ariel’s eyes were half open with tongue poking out from her relaxed beak.  A bit of drool leaking from the girl, matched by a hot, musky trickle from the swan's lap as her muscles all relaxed with death's embrace. A mess for the drains to clean up as Sophia kissed Ariel's beak and closed those mismatched eyes.

    The swan would be rinsed to clean up her soiled tail and thighs before being placed lovingly into a simple little pine coffin. Just a placeholder as Sophia filled out the paperwork to add to the box containing her clothes. Leaving the bundle of papers and the swan’s final things in the swan's curled hands to hold against her still chest. To lay peacefully for the cleanup crew to gather for the next stage of her processing.

    Another clean snuffing, Sophia was sure she'd get a lovely rating from Ariel when she was eventually returned to the living.  Perhaps even a repeat customer, Sophia was always glad to see a friendly face another time.

