Denise’s Demise After a long exhausting day spent partying, there was nothing Denise looked forward to than a wonderful spa day and finally blissful retirement. It was nice to know all her worries were going to be over tonight on her 65th birthday. She spent most of the day giving her last goodbyes. Since by midnight she’d be fully retired. Beheaded in this case. It was her choice as it had always been her favorite method when she had to end one of her student’s lives. And just as she often published those videos on the internet, she herself would stream her own head being removed. It was only fair. She stared at the simple, nondescript building, nothing advertising what macabre events happened within. Most would just assume it was some industrial building. In a way it was fitting, but their industry was death. Of many types and styles for the discerning retiree who wanted to spend big on their final night. Most retired took a simple way out, maybe just a quick injection or pill. Some went out on their own terms, tying their own rope as people have done for millenia. But why take the boring way to retire when you could do it with style and class. Or at least as classy as hiring a kinky teen hooker to end her life as she desired: In the lap of luxury with a final meal and spa night before her head was cleanly removed from her shoulders. With a young girl not even a fifth her age to pleasure her intimately one final time. And then fill her more base hungers with a cute girl not even a tenth her age. She would end her life very exhausted and fulfilled in every way. She knocked on the door and flashed her phone to the sensor, showing she was the applicant for tonight’s event. The door unlocking as she slithered in and wondered who would want to sneak in just to get executed. Eh, you never know what kind of people are out there. I mean, it wasn’t cheap to get the rest of the night’s event necessities gathered up. What she got wasn’t what she expected. Instead of a dingy, sleazy industrial look in an abandoned factory, it looked like a doctor’s office. Some various chairs and cushions before a simple reception desk. An older vixen smiled a motherly smile and waved Denise over, “hi, yes, I’ll need your name and birthdate.” The feeling of suddenly ending up at her doctor’s was growing. Denise answered with her age, 65 to the day. A rueful smile as both knew exactly what day it would be, as it was always their 65th birthday “Yes, come on back and enjoy yourself!” the vixen pushing the button to open the next door. Denise slithered through the curtains blocking the back area of the room, opening up to a weird mix of living room and bathroom. A massive shower and bathtub filled one corner. The other side had a table setup with a nervous looking mouse girl sitting on top, right on a huge silver platter. In the back awaited a huge guillotine, where her life would be ended. Near it a mongoose teen in a punk outfit grinned sharp teeth and colorful braces. Head shaved down so stars could be buzzed into the short fur. A skull design made in glow in the dark tape on her jacket gleamed in the darker shadows of the guillotine’s corner. “O M G, when I read you were going to retire and use our services I did everything I could to be your executioner.” The young girl beamed and showed off her sharp fangs and tongue piercing. Her tail lashed in excitement. Denise of course, found it entirely too funny her killer would be a mongoose. No wonder she did anything she could to be her attendant. It was perfect as the old naga gave the girl’s shaved head an affectionate patting. “Mmm, I tend to enjoy the princess aesthetic more for my girls, but you’ll do fine as a sweet dom. I’d ask for your name, but really, it’s more fun to just have an anonymous killer be my executioner. Excited to end a life easily 5 times your age?” Denise asked. “I’m honored and a little terrified really, to end the life of such a famous teacher. Especially one that has devoured so many girls. And you have one more life to end as a capstone to your life as a predator.” The executioner mongoose smiled at her soon to be victim, before both looked to the other victim in the room. A young mouse girl sat on the table and squeaked nervously, wiggling her pink feet as she looked around. Very pudgy, soft and innocent, maybe six years old, but today she was only a meal for a gluttonous snake. She already knew her fate was to be eaten by the motherly serpent for cheating on her tests. Even if she was in kindergarten, well, there were always plenty more students left. The older woman swayed her heavy, fat body into the room fully. Smiling at her meal to be as her slit bulged with her hemipenes. Already poking out as she looked over the young girl who was trying to look cute and innocent on the oversized dinner plate she sat on. But mostly the young girl looked terrified about her impending fate to wear the old woman like a sleeping bag. “Just take your time and do as you’d like. You have a good six hours left if you need them. Whenever you’re ready, you will know what to do.” the mongoose said as she started to strip down. Taking her jacket to set aside. Then lifting her t-shirt free to show her small breasts, barely a handful so far. No bra under the simple shirt. No shyness from this punk girl. “I was going to ask you to strip. No fair for you to be the only one not naked. I like the jacket. Looking forward to making me a big old skull?” Denise casually asked as she slithered closer to look over the mouse, showing off just how long she was. The small girl’s eyes were just getting bigger and bigger at how large the cobra was. “Oh man, it’s kind of surreal, I can only hope I delight someone just as much when I get to bite it.” Her executioner said as she started to work her pants down to show off her boy briefs beneath. “There’s something really awesome when the victim is excited for my work, rather than, well…” The little mouse sat awkwardly on the table, nervously watching the huge fat snake approaching her. Her tail flicked wildly as she put her hands in front of her lap. Trying to cover her small body more as she was examined so blatantly. Her whiskers flicked as she bit a lip. “Oh what an adorable morsel, she’s to die for. Good thing that’s my plan today.” Denise smiled widely, as she sniffed at the girl’s frightened scent, “Mmm, just showered? That’s a nice touch, no shampoo scents, though sometimes it’s nice to have a bit of pissy scents on them, or the random shampoo they used this morning.” “Er, eheh, all this for cheating on a test, really now?” the young girl asked with a fidget of her fingertips. “It’s all just a misunderstanding right?” “Oh, you know how it is. Don’t you worry one bit my love, I’ll be seeing you right afterwards again. Maybe we’ll have another fling in heaven.” the serpent leaning in slowly closer to the young girl with a lick of her huge maw. “Eheeheh, that’s uh, that’s not that reassuring.” the mouse found herself scooting on the back of the plate. Away from the large serpent’s hungry gaze. Crawling awkwardly trying to cover herself and back up from the looming monster. But not doing very well at either, her small body blatantly exposed on her back. And backing right into the coil of tail awaiting her on the other side of the table. A squeal as the girl felt the scaled appendage pushing back. She leapt to her feet to get up, but instead her legs were tangled by the cobra’s large tail. She toppled over into the awaiting coils instead of hitting the hard concrete floor. Not certain if that was a better fate or not. The next thing she knew she was staring at the lights as a fat, heavy scaled coil of tail slithered, tugged, and wrapped around her chest. One arm trapped against her side as the other flexed uselessly trying to push the obese tail wrapped around her chest. The half ton of snake woman shifted closer and closer as she clenched down with a slow rhythmic pulse. Each compression eliciting a squeal of fear from the young girl. Pushing air out of her hyperventilating chest with each ripple and shove around her small body. “There we go, that’s it now. Just relax, you’re just prey and I’m a hungry predator. You get to be the last life I end, what an honor. Your skull will fit nicely between my ribs.” Denise took a big breath as her hefty hemipenes twitched to erection at the feel of soft nubile girl in her grasp. Easily a foot of erect flesh proudly exposed for the terrified girl to look over in front of her face. Not that the old woman expected a reply, the small girl getting her chest compressed under hundreds of pounds of scaled coils. The young mouse found the already fat coil growing thicker and thicker. Sliding the girl into a deadly loop of powerful muscles, as those scales felt like heated steel around her. Even through all of Denise’s thick fat the powerful muscles of that tail were impressive. A pop from the girl’s shoulder, as ribs creaked under the pressures upon the kindergartener’s body. “Aaah, goodness, I’m getting so stiff watching this girl kick those little pink feet. What a fighter.” Her huge hands ruffled the purple ears of the asphyxiating little girl. Whose black eyes were huge and frantically darting about the room. Looking for relief from the pain of her chest creaking and popping under the ruthless embrace of the naga’s crushing grip. And only finding the massive erection in front of her nose, pushed against her face as her mouth gaped like a fish out of water. The mongoose ran her fingers along the scales, feeling the rigid muscles taut under plush fat. The way those scales were roughened, bleached with age. But still the old woman could casually end a life with a twist of that tail. Even if the effort was visibly tiring, “goodness, still such a hypnotic sight watching a serpent at work, I bet you could have done this without losing your breath in your prime.” Meanwhile the mouse’s feet fluttered as her free arm was pinned by the serpent's huge hand. Holding hand in hand in a lewd mockery of an affectionate embrace. Smiling like how she might reassure a young child her nightmare was almost over. Just give it a few more airless minutes. Even kissing the small mouse’s forehead as the girl gurgled and tried to bite back. “Ah yeah, god, I haven't had a fighter in years. Nnnn, poor thing, only barely knows what’s happening, but here she is struggling to live.” the larger woman reveled in the clawing scratches at her scales. “Mmm, I think she even got a little bit of blood, what a desperate lass. As if she thinks she could escape. But it’s prey’s job to do whatever they can, even in the hopelessness of the moment. Such is the lovely dance of nature red in tooth and claw. Or in this case, blue in lips and tongue.” The girl’s face was blue tinged, ashen, puffy as her eyes fluttered. A hot stream of piss splashed onto the tile floor. A splashing sound as the small pink feet of the girl stiffened out and jerked at the air in a last, final wave goodbye to the world. The girl’s eyes lost their focus as the small girl saw death approach. A wet slap of a tiny pink hand pushed against the huge coil bigger than the mouse’s body’s whole body. Then she slumped into the growing puddle around her. The mouse’s tongue was purple and limp, jaws half open. Eyes unfocused. As much as one could tell with those black bead eyes. But no longer moving on her own accord as her body relaxed into reflexive jerks. “Ah, is she, oh, a twitch. Yesh, she’s just unconscious. Though given that shudder inducing crackling, I don’t think she’d be living long anyways with her crushed ribs.” The mongoose petted the small girl’s limp ears and played with her whiskers curiously, rubbing a fingertip against a drooling tongue. “Nature can be cruel, which is why I paid the money to have you chop my head off.” she smiled and ran a finger against the dying girl’s lips and tongue. Casually stroking back and forth as the mouses’ toes flexed rhythmic jerks. Not a breath escaping the iron embrace of snake coils with 60 years of experience in killing little girls for meals. “It’s funny, I think I calculated I’ve eaten 22 thousand kids over my life, give or take a few. It’s a good thing I became a teacher, or it’s likely eventually someone may have decided to end my dining habits the hard way.” Denise mused. “There’s always plenty more XP out there ya know. Monsters gonna eat people, but it seems like there’s always plenty more of both.” her executioner grinned, excited by the sight of a small pink mouse hand curling and slapping at a scaled coil a few weak times. “Mmmhmm, so many wonderful tastes to try. Almost a shame I’m at my end.” The two casually chatted as a young girl jerked in silent, airless seizures. At the end of a very short life while Denise closed her eyes to savor the faint, useless flutter of a heart stalling into fibrillations. “She’s pretty much gone now. Maybe she’ll flutter her heart for a minute or two more, but it’s not going to beat again.” “Hufff, damn, just killed that girl like that. All that for cheating on a test. But you know, got to keep those big beautiful snake monsters happy now, don’t we?” The mongoose said. “That’s right. Any excuse to feed some lad or lass to a monster. Always plenty more cuties out there to grind that tasty XP.” Denise stretched herself out even as she held that crushing grip. Breathing deep with exertion, but her effort was about to be rewarded.. “Ha, bet your ass is gonna get so many levels beheading me, lucky you.” The big monster playfully rubbed the dead girl’s mouth as she teased her executioner. Turning her around before shoving a hemipene down limp jaws. Just casually fucking the corpse of the girl she crushed in her coils. “Nnng, wanna help that other hemipene now. May as well enjoy two cute girls sucking my old lady dicks one final time.” The mongoose girl soon wrapped her lips around the drooling erection as Denise pushed the into the dead girl’s mouth. Fucking both heads and rubbing their ears softly ‘mm, a shame you’re off limits, you’d be cute to twist your neck.” “It’s funny how many tell me that, right before I behead them.” she winked back. Bobbing her head and reaching a hand down to fondle Denise’s slit. Teasing the base of those heavy hemipenes. Pushing her hand in to tease the root of each hemipene in time with fingertips. “Mmmm, I’ve had plenty of cute necks to twist in my years.” she leaned in, large breasts wobbling as she thrust more urgently. Feeling the hot throb of her pleasures as she oozed pre into both mouths, limp and alive. “F, fuck, kinda getting turned on thinking of seeing this cutie in heaven; damn, this is gonna be the last time I shoot my load isn’t it?!.” There was a muffled murmur of approval and a foot shoved against the snake’s anal slit at the end of her tail. Small mongoose hands fondled huge tits bigger than her palm. Goodness that greedy little mongoose certainly enjoyed eating old lady snake dick. That hot tense tremble in her lap of her last impending orgasm made the big naga squirm. “Nnngm, this is gonna be it, one last small death.” she pushed her slimy hemipene down dead mouse and greedy mongoose throat all the say. Listening to the squelch and gags as she roughly used both small girls. The steady, rough push of mongoose tongue, hands, and even feet was pushing her climax on one final time. Looking over the dead, vacant eyes of her meal to be, the light in those cheerful eyes was completely gone. A pile of meat to fuck, consume, and shit out; except she was going to be a corpse herself soon after. But hey, at least two out of three ain’t bad. Those lengths jerked as the motherly snake emptied her seed into both girl’s mouths. Flooding the mouse’s stomach directly as gooey cum poured out of mongoose lips. Too much to swallow as she choked on all the bitter slimy cum Denise gushed out into her mouth. But her executioner never complained or whined one bit. Denise groaned as she watched her cum drool onto the mongoose’s small breasts. Messy dribbles as she grunted in lewdly callous ways. “Fuck, that’s it. Old woman balls emptied one final time into a meal. End of an era, you kids can sleep easy now.” “You sound like some sort of soldier whose war has ended. You still got a nice meal and a spa date to go along with this. Maybe we’ve got this backwards, I thought we were supposed to get dinner first before you tickle my tonsils with your dick?” the mongoose winking up as she smeared cum over her tits. “Oh, you behead your dates first?” Denise said. The mongoose replied, “It would certainly make them more interesting.” Denise pulled her spent hemipene from the corpse’s mouth. Letting her cum ooze out as she kissed the dead girl, “who could ask for a better final meal? Cream filled mouse was always my favorite. My first orgasm was in a cute mouse girl, though I pounded her cunt then.” She made out with the limp mouse girl. Tongue playing with the limp, grotesquely swollen tongue. Lips on blue lips. A long slow kiss, loving and predatory as her big hands rubbed the still corpse slowly. Exploring the crushed ribs and flat breasts of the young mouse. Listening to the crackle of crushed ribs under her fingers. Trailing down the mouse’s belly to rub her pissy petals. Young and puffy with piss staining the soft thighs of the limp girl. Exploring the musky scents of fear, death, and even some lust. A small life ended suddenly by Denise’s lethal embrace. Slowly the snake woman deepened her kiss, A foul parody of a loving smooch. Drawing her long snout over the mouse girl’s nose and slowly pushing her into her mouth. Swallowing in gentle, sensual, loving motions as her coils guided the still warm meal into the mouse’s final resting place. The lovely crackle of crushed ribs teased the naga’s lips and tongue. Jaws effortlessly gliding over the soft belly. Feeling the soft, limp stillness of her corpse meal. The sag of a belly and no steady heartbeat against her chest. No rise and fall of lungs filling with air. Just soft warm fresh meat. Hips stretched her throat wide as the naga playfully grabbed a dead foot and ‘waved goodbye’ to the girl watching her devour the mouse. Well, watching her eat and masturbating frantically and blatantly. Little grunts and laser focused on the snake’s throat as it bulged, rippled, and flexed around her meal. The mongoose grunting and spreading her legs to show off her young cunt to the dangerous monster. The executioner’s eyes were huge, hungry, devouring the sight of Denise eating her last meal. As fat lips slid over dainty pink toes the mongoose girl visibly jerked, squirting her climax onto the tile in greedy lusts. A splash of piss even as she grunted and dug her fingers deep into herself in rough orgasm. “Goodness, I wonder if you got off more than I did there, hon.” Denise admired the girl who was catching her breath. Showing off the bulge sliding into her round, fat belly. Rubbing the weighted bulge under her scales as a once fat tummy was swollen with food now. “Feel free to give it a rub if you’d like.” she added as she lounged, spent and pleased and half erect once more. A good evening to have an erection when you have your own little girl attendant to do as she wished The mongoose girl grinned as she rubbed firmly. Feeling the bulge, limp and slack underneath thick fat. “Yeah, pity she won’t become a cute pile of shit. But at least her skull and bones will be cute in yours. Together forever.” “And my skull won’t even be in the coffin. Probably on your trophy rack I bet. Hopefully I will impress some future girlfriends.” Denise said with a smile. “Well, for now you got a good meal, I think it’s time to wash up. How’s that sound?” The mongoose suggested. Denise peered down, cum and piss all over her scales. “Yes, I couldn’t go visit satan like this now, could I?” The executioner chuckled, “I see you’re confident on where you’re going, but can’t exactly say I’m surprised. I always felt bad when retirees were really nervous about it.” “Oh hun, I’ve been killing little girls for fifty years before you were born. I can say for certain I know where I’m going. Good thing I’ll be naked for a very hot vacation.” “Well let me run some hot water and we’ll cool off a little, before you go cool yourself off to room temperature.” The mongoose smiled, leaking from her lap all over the tile floor. Walking over to the gargantuan tub to start filling it with water. “You would not believe how hard it was to get a tub in your size.” “I’m delighted you could find one, it’s rare to find a bathhouse that lets me in anymore. It seems they dislike my habit of treating them as a buffet.” the huge old snake winked as she slithered over, admiring the simple tub. It wasn’t much to look at, but all it needed to do was support their weight and hold water. The two lazily snuggled, waiting for the water to heat up. An amusingly awkward moment as the guillotine waited unspoken about in the background. Just sharing a very relaxed moment despite the tension of knowing what awaited the elderly serpent. But first it was time to climb in, the water splashing as the huge cobra slid herself over the porcelain walls and slithered into the tub with her belly bulging, “Ah, yeah, this is good. Mmm, care to help wash me for my execution after we soak for a while?” “That’s the plan darling.” The mongoose carefully climbed into the tub. A raised step for her as she winked to Denise, “now no drowning me, tempting as it may be.” Her hands rubbed the serpent’s hood. Stroking and petting, taking a nice break from the hard work of killing people. Denise herself rubbed her executioner’s feet with her hands, alternating between feet and toes as she lounged in the hot water. Soaking in the warmth as she began the lengthy process of digestion she will never finish. “So what made you decide to lose your head, if I may ask.” the executioner asked as the two looked over the imposing machine, designed solely to end a life. Blade held high and ready, waiting to use gravity to remove the cobra’s head from her shoulders. “It’s always seemed a perfectly regal way to go. Quick, and very final. And more punishing than, say, just being put to sleep. I want to know in my final moments that I have died.” The snake gave a visible shiver down her whole body. “Mmm, true. You can’t live without a fucking head after all.” the mongoose winked, “and did you pick me for our connotation as cobra hunters?” “Of course my darling. And your adorable tomboy punk looks. Perfect to put an old teacher to death? Perhaps it was a fantasy of yours? Get to kill your magic teacher who gives you too much homework.” Denise says. “Oh, I was the teacher’s pet, really. I bet I’d have been a morsel for you.” she rubbed her feet casually against the bulged stomach of the heavy serpent monster. Enjoying the company of someone who just murdered a young girl and devoured the corpse. “Now you’re just spoiling me.” the large serpent leaning in to kiss the young executioner. “Can you still smell that cute girl on my breath? I’m gonna die with little girl breath, truly a bucket list moment. We should get pushing that bucket over, as much as I’d love to just lounge here with a cute naked girl. I might start getting peckish after a while.” Denise winked to the mongoose who would soon end her life. It was a wonderfully freeing feeling to get out of a bath, knowing you were now going to get beheaded. Denise calmly enjoyed the executioner drying and tending to her scales one last time. Getting her nails cleaned and jewelry piercings polished. Got to look her best for those final pictures in the guillotine. All her students and fans are going to watch her lose her head. Of course a lewd girl took her time kneading the big snake’s breasts as well. Trying to make the older woman squirm under the lewd touches. Get her hemipenes to jut out once more. Enjoying fondling the heavy, impressive breasts even if they sagged with age. A blissful sigh as Denise smiled, “mmm, my last erection, funny that. Gonna miss the twins when I’m gone.” Denise thought about the lust and fear twitching in her loins. She was going to have the same fate she’s inflicted upon so many other girls. And the occasional girly boy. Off to see if there is a hell. She can only hope there was, she sent plenty of cuties that way and would love to kiss them again. The young girl with her had a toothy smile as she got out some large heavy cuffs from besides the guillotine. “Been looking forward to putting these beauties on someone, god they’re heavy.” Holding the open cuffs with both hands to bring them over and show them off to her victim. The large cobra pulled her arms back behind her. Obediently baring her crossed wrists for her nameless mongoose executioner. The cold weight of metal cuffs wrapped over her wrists. Each sharp clack of the locking mechanism signaling the end of the grand old naga’s life. The chains of the cuffs jangled as the cuffs trapped the naga’s bound wrists snugly. “I’d complain this is stretching me uncomfortably, but I suspect those words will fall on deaf ears.” “That's right, I never said dying was easy. But really, I think I have the hardest part of this job,” said the naked mongoose casually working to kill the old lady beside her. A smile on her face with the two exposed to the camera for everyone to see. “Let's introduce you to Madame Guillotine, she’s waited 65 years for this date with you.” The mongoose said with a flourish and over exaggerated bow. “I’m sure we’ll be fast friends.” Denise couldn’t help but take a breath as she slithered up to the machine designed solely to take the head from her shoulders. “You even got a stock for my hood, how sweet. A shame it’ll be cut, but I’ll be dead then so c’est la vie I suppose.” “I was thinking more just a bit of space to not crush harshly. You’ll see when you kneel into it.” The stock was already raised high. Ready to be put to use. The mongoose did what she could to help the much larger naga to her place in her final minutes. The large serpent looked over the imposing stock and frame. Much wider than the usual, “That must be quite a heavy blade. Custom made just to get all of my hood too. I’d have thought you’d just put the blade through my neck.” “Oh, we wouldn’t go cheap on something as important as your death. You only get to die once, you should try and enjoy it.” The mongoose grinning as she rubbed the older woman’s shoulders. Denise wasTaking deep breaths and trying to not shake as she stared at the device that will end her life. Taking in the details of its exquisite craftsmanship. “Big breaths now, that’s it, you might feel a little nauseous, just let me know.” the mongoose whispered in her ear as she ensured the cuffs were very firm and secure. “Just lean yourself in when you’re ready.” “Mmm, lemme guess, no key for these?” Denise teased as she wistfully sighed, looking over the heavy, imposing machine. She gave her cuffs an inquisitive jerk, nope, they wouldn’t budge an inch. It was time to find out if there was truly a hell, at least it would be the fun way. “Of course there are. These things aren’t cheap, you know. But not that you’ll see them. I’ll need them just in case I have another beautiful and large woman to behead. Somehow I suspect they’ll mostly be a lovely trophy to admire and think of you.” “I always thought throwing away the cuffs was a little cliche, a good pair is expensive, I would know.” Denise couldn’t help but chuckle a little. Trying to tease her young executioner and remain calm as she watched that stock open wide. She had daydreamed of this thousands and thousands of times over the decades. It was weird to know she was about to be decapitated so casually. The young mongoose put her hands just right on shoulders, and pushed her down. The older naga carefully put her big hood through the carefully designed stock. Feeling the firm wood on each side of her. A sweet scent of polish on the smooth and shiny wood. The clicking ratchet of the stock closed the device until it pinned Denise firmly by her neck. The huge basket in front of her. She had to take huge breaths as her stomach swam briefly. "ah fuck, in gonna kiss that the hard way." The mongoose closed the stock and then pushed the locks secure. Pinning Denise by her neck,.rubbing the squirming serpent's shoulders slowly. "just relax love. You've been great so far. This is it, so take some good deep breaths and tell me how much you've been wanting to show off your spine to the camera." Denise stared at the basket as she breathed frantic ragged breaths at first but started to relax. "yeah, I'm just dead, huh.." Her erections poked out of her slit. Her last arousal aching now as she squirms her tail in nervous wriggles. "Mmmm. That's the mind set. Just think of the hundreds who are gonna jerk and Jill it to this recording." The mongoose said as she kissed Denise’s exposed forehead. Denise was about to respond, but her lever was pulled. Her last thought being how potently arousing and powerful the shaking stock was. The suddenness of her death. But her moan was cut off with the resounding THUMP of wood hitting wood. And the lewd wet slap of metal passing through scale, fat, muscle, and bone with indifferent ease. One moment Denise went to look up in shock. The next she was staring awkwardly at the side of the basket. Dark and soft as her mouth opened aimlessly. She couldn’t suck in a breath no matter what she tried. The hot metallic taste of blood dooling down her tongue. Her neck felt like fire and ice and hell itself. The woozy sinking of shock and darkness splattered with sparkles. But no matter how much she tried she couldn't stop that weird wet flopping sound while no air entered her mouth. And just as swiftly as she found her world turned upside down did it all go black. Never able to still that desperate need to catch her breath as the woozy sinking sensation fell away into black of nothingness. Her long body jerked for a few minutes. Lazily pissing from her hemipenes onto the floor. The older woman was dead on her 65th birthday. Just as she dreamed it should end. A perfect way to end her life. A long poignant silence broken only by the faint drip of piss and blood down the drain. Until finally it was broken by the mongoose’s final statement on the matter of Denise’s gory death. "…. Ah jeezus fuck she's huge. How the hell am I going to clean all this up!"