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Guess that's back, so that's a good sign.\n\nAnyway, this time we join John, an iguana who works at a kind of seedy motel. He is doing his usual morning routine of cleaning rooms when he comes upon room 103. Upon entering the room, he finds a scene from a horror movie. Two dead bodies, one stabbed to death, the other a suicide by slitting his wrists. Blood everywhere, and quite a bit of semen, too. And he's going to have to clean it all... though he finds there is another surprise waiting for him...", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I will not write new stories until I finish the old ones.
I will not write new stories until I finish the old ones.
I will not write new stories until I finish the old ones.
I will not write new stories until I finish the old ones.

*looks up at new story*
FUCK!

Well, yeah, wrote another little something that came to me... overnight. Guess that's back, so that's a good sign.

Anyway, this time we join John, an iguana who works at a kind of seedy motel. He is doing his usual morning routine of cleaning rooms when he comes upon room 103. Upon entering the room, he finds a scene from a horror movie. Two dead bodies, one stabbed to death, the other a suicide by slitting his wrists. Blood everywhere, and quite a bit of semen, too. And he's going to have to clean it all... though he finds there is another surprise waiting for him...", "writing": "[center][b][u]Coffee Break Story[/u][/b][/center]\n[center][b]Room 103[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nJohn pushed the cart of linens forward, sighing slightly as he moved down the walkway. The iguana had worked at the motel for... well, most of his life. The owner, a kind older lioness named Bea, had hired him when he was only 16 years old. For a high school dropout, it sure beat working at fast food or bagging groceries. After 14 years, he had pretty much learned all the ins and outs of running the place, and was technically the day manager. Though that meant very little when there were only 4 permanent employees. It was the kind of motel where rooms were paid for up front, so there was not any kind of checking out to worry about. All the room locks were electronic card readers, so people didn't even need to turn in keys. It meant most of his mornings were instead spent collecting dirty linens and replacing towels. Tedious work, but he was used to it by now.\n\nHe got to room 103 near the end of the walk way and knocked on the door. He waited for a response, but heard nothing from inside. According to the info on the front desk, the room was only booked for one night, and it was after the time the people inside should have left. He knocked again, this time calling out. \"Hello? Is anyone inside? It's housekeeping.\" Again no response. He shrugged and figured the people had already left, so he pulled his keys off of his belt, swiping the universal fob that would unlock all the doors to the place. \"If anyone's in there, they were warned.\" It was not uncommon for him to walk in on someone passed out, usually drunk. He had also walked in on a couple in the heat of fucking each other, but he didn't hear any of those noises.\n\nPushing the door open, he was hit with a very distinct smell. Blood. Opening the door all the way, he saw a scene like something out of a horror movie. Laying on the bed were two people, very obviously dead, and completely naked. One was a woman, a fox, her arms tied behind her back and a gag in her mouth. The instrument of her death was what looked like a kitchen knife, still sticking out of her chest beside her left breast, probably stabbed into her heart. Though there were a dozen other stab wounds all over her chest and belly. Between that and the blood coating her fur, there was no question she was dead. Her legs were left spread, a copious amount of what could only be semen having drooled out of her vagina. Enough that it was likely several loads worth.\n\nThe man who was likely responsible for her murder was laying beside her, though he was also just as dead. The coyote lay almost spread eagle, with his arms out. He had slashed his wrists open, the bloody straight razor laying on the floor beside the blood soaked bed. There was also a splash of something on his belly, probably cum, though his cock was limp against his belly. He had obviously enjoyed his last moment. Though with how much he had left in the vixen beside him, it was a surprise he had any left to spill on himself.\n\nJohn stared at the gruesome scene in front of him... and sighed. \"Ah fuck, not again.\" He sighed, putting a hand to the bridge of his nose. \"This is the 4th one this month.\" Finding dead bodies was not particularly uncommon in his line of work, especially at a motel so far outside of anywhere notable. The nearest city was 63 miles away. Though it was uncommon to find a murder-suicide, at least like this. Normally the suicide part was a hanging. He shook his head, pushing the door open further so he could pull the cart inside. \"Going to have to get a whole new bed. Again.\"\n\nHe pushed the door closed behind him, then turned to the cart and started to fish for a set of rubber gloves. The 'right' thing to do was to call the cops and report this, but that involved a lot of paperwork and testimonies and bullshit. Bea had taught him long ago that it was a lot easier to just deal with the bodies in... alternative ways. The lion had connections of the less than legal sort, and they were good at making bodies disappear. But he would still need to collect them, get them wrapped up in the sheets and stashed out of sight until the 'cleaners' could come collect them.\n\nJust as he was pulling the gloves out, he heard a noise from inside the room and froze. He heard it again, a muffled sound. Turning slowly, he looked at the vixen, wondering if she was somehow still alive. When he heard the noise again, it definitely did not come from her. She lay as still as ever. He stepped closer to the bed, then looked over the far edge. \"Oh... um... hello there.\" Sitting on the floor was another fox. A very young one, probably about 6 years old. She was just as naked as the other two, her hands and feet bound together in front of her by a rough looking rope. She was also gagged. She looked up at him with wide blue eyes, full of tears and terror.\n\nHe stepped around more fully, crouching down nearby. The girl flinched away from him when he reached out. \"Hey, it's okay.\" He gave her as friendly a smile as he could. \"My name is John. I work here. I'm just going to take the gag out of your mouth. Please don't scream, okay?\" She nodded very slightly. As gently as he could, he pulled the gag out of her mouth. She took several shaky breaths, still looking at him with fear, but at least she didn't scream. \"There you go. What's your name?\" She mumbled something. \"Didn't hear that.\"\n\n\"...Dina...\" it was still almost too quiet for him to hear.\n\n\"Dina. Okay.\" He glanced at the bed. \"Was this your mom and dad?\"\n\nShe shook her head, then seemed to think about it, and shook her head again. \"N-no... h-he's not my dad...\"\n\n\"But this is your mom?\" She nodded. \"Do you know who the man was?\" She nodded again, but didn't say anything. \"Can you tell me?\"\n\n\"...Mommy's boyfriend. Tom.\" She seemed to pull herself into a ball, an accomplishment with the bindings still on her wrists and ankles. \"H-he... hurt... Mommy.\"\n\nHurt was a bit of an understatement. \"Did he hurt you, too?\" She nodded slowly. While she didn't say anything, her eyes flicked downwards for a moment. He was pretty sure he got what that meant, though she probably didn't quite comprehend the concept of rape at her age. \"Alright. Well, I'm going to have to clean up the mess he made of your mommy and himself. I need you to sit here for a minute, okay, Dina?\" She nodded slowly. \"Alright.\" He reached out and gently pat her head. \"Good girl.\" He stood back up and let out a sigh. This was going to be more trouble.\n\nHe moved over to the bed and started to pull the sheets out from their tuck, flipping them up a little. As he touched the leg of the woman, he was surprised to find she was still somewhat warm. Definitely not alive warm, but not icy cold. Tom must have only done this a little while ago. He continued to pull the sheets out, until he could turn most of them up onto the bed. After that, he started to strip himself out of his clothing, working on autopilot at this point. He always stripped himself before working to clean up a scene with this much blood. His scales were a lot easier to clean than his clothing.\n\nIt wasn't until he heard the girl squeak that he even remembered she was there. \"Oh...\" He looked down at himself. \"Sorry. I don't want my clothes to get messy.\" He was somewhat proud of how he looked. Changing sheets and lugging laundry around was a surprisingly good workout, so he had some visible tone under his green scales. In place of where a cock would be, he had a slit between his legs, his dick and balls internal most of the time. Though it would slither out when he got turned on. \"You're naked, too, so it's only fair.\" He stuck his long, thin tongue out at her. She didn't seem entertained by it, but she did calm back down a little.\n\nHe went back to his work, rolling the sheets over the two dead bodies. He pulled the knife out of the woman and lay it beside her before wrapping her up in the sheet. The whole time, the young vixen just watched him. When he grabbed a fresh set of sheets, she finally spoke up. \"What... is gonna happen to Mommy?\"\n\nHe sighed, setting the sheets down. He pulled one off of the top and spread it out on the floor in front of her, then crouched down. \"Well, she's... I'm afraid she's dead. Do you know what that means?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Y-yeah... I had a goldfish die... Are you going to flush Mommy?\"\n\nHe couldn't help but chuckle. \"No. She's too big to flush like that. But I'm going to call some friends, and they're going to take her and Tom away.\" The girl whimpered, tears welling in her eyes again. \"I know. I'm really sorry.\" He let out a soft sigh and moved around behind her. \"I need you to be a brave girl for me, okay?\" She nodded. \"C'mon. Chin up.\" He pat her chin gently. \"Up.\" She sniffled a little, but lifted her chin for him. \"That's a good girl.\" He put a hand against her shoulder. \"There's just one last thing I need to take care of before then.\"\n\n\"What?\"\n\n\"You.\" He brought the razor he had picked up off of the floor around and pressed it against her neck. Before she realized what was happening, he dragged it across her throat. The blade was incredibly sharp, and easily split her flesh open as he dragged it from one side to the other. Blood immediately started to gush and spray out of the gash, splashing out onto the sheet he had laid out in front of her. He tossed the razor onto the sheet, then wrapped his arms around her to hold her as she started to struggle and thrash. \"Shhh, I know. I'm sorry. But trust me, I've been where you are. This is a lot better for you.\" His parents had died when he was 7, leaving him bouncing around foster homes for most of his youth. Which was why he had dropped out of school and ran away in the first place. He would have been happy if someone had killed him before all that back then.\n\nShe let out a gurgling sound as she attempted to scream, her body writhing in his grip, but he held her pinned against his form. \"Shhh... it'll be over soon. Then you can be with your mommy again.\" She continued to thrash and squirm against him for a while. Though it was probably not as long as it felt. He made sure to keep her head tilted back so the blood could flow out of her faster, letting her slip away that much sooner. This was not the first time he had killed someone, even a kid. As she squirmed against him, she kept bumping her rear and tail against him. It was not long before his cock was slithering out of his slit, rubbing back against her backside. \"Mmmph... now you've gone and gotten me all turned on.\" He shifted a little, letting the tip of his cock poke at her pussy.\n\nWhen her squirming started to turn into trembling, he pushed forward, slipping the long, thin, almost tendril-like shaft up inside of her. \"Ahhh... you are so tight!\" He pushed deeper into her, feeling her inner walls quivering around him almost as much as the rest of her body. He did not find any barrier, confirming his suspicion that the coyote had raped her. He shifted his grip to pull her into his lap as she started to shake and shiver against him in her final death throes. \"That's it, little Dina. Just let yourself slip away. I'm just going to fuck your little body, but you don't need to worry anymore.\"\n\nHe smirked as he felt a sudden wash of something warm and wet against his crotch. He reached up to gently stroke his fingers through her short, red hair. \"It's okay. Let it all out. I don't mind.\" It was actually kind of a turn on for him when girls pissed themselves as they died. He started to thrust upwards into her tight tunnel as her shivering started to fade. \"Good girl. Just sleep forever while I fuck this tight little cunny.\" He grunted, thrusting upwards a little harder. Soon enough, she was completely limp on his lap, her tail drooping down to rest against his thigh. The blood that had been gushing out of her throat was now barely a trickle down her flat chest.\n\nWith the girl in his lap now limp, he shifted his grip on her. He slid his arms under her knees, lifting her legs up a little and leaning back so she rested against his chest. It gave him better access to start thrusting up into her tight little pussy, and he started to bounce her in his lap at the same time. \"Mmph... been a while since I fucked such a tight little cub.\" Her head hung forward, rolling a little from side to side as he bounced her on his lap. With her now dead, or close enough to it that she was no longer feeling anything, he didn't hold back how deep he thrust into her. His long, pointed cock pressed up deep into her little tunnel, prodding at the barrier much farther inside. The pointed tip poked at it over and over, trying to slip just that much deeper.\n\nHe grunted. \"C'mon, little one. You can take it.\" He thrust harder upwards, prodding at her cervix over and over. The tip finally found the little opening, and he pushed up and through, spreading it wider and slipping into her deepest warmth. He let out a louder moan as he felt the stretchy womb gripping around his cock. He leaned forward, pressing his nose into her hair beside her ear. \"Fuck... you're so good.\" He thrust in shorter, but harder motions, his hips and thighs slapping against her ass with every pump. \"Such a good girl. I'm gonna give you all my lizard spunk. Fill this tiny womb to the brim!\"\n\nEven not holding himself back, he bounced her in his lap for several minutes, panting and moaning against her as his pleasure built up. As he drew closer, he nuzzled against her ear. \"Ah... here it comes!\" He grit his teeth, resisting the urge to bite her ear. He didn't want to leave teeth marks in her, and he had accidentally ripped ears off before doing that. His cock pulsed and squirmed inside of her, then throbbed with his load as he finally released it inside of her. He pulled her legs up to hold her tight against him as he pumped his seed deep into her womb in thick, heavy squirts, each spilling and filling her. After several blasts, it started to leak out, drooling down onto his lap and the sheet under him, mixing with the blood already soaked into the thing.\n\nHe held onto her for some time, even after his cock had stopped pumping his jizz into her. He panted softly, letting his nose fill with her scent, mixed with the smell of blood and sex already in the room, his own orgasm now in the mixture. When his cock started to slowly deflate and slip back into its hiding place, he finally shifted the girl away to let it fall out of her, along with the cum and a little blood drooling out of her used pussy. \"Good girl.\" He kissed the back of her head, then leaned forward and let her go. She fell forward off of his lap, thumping onto the bloody sheet like a rag doll. He took several more deep breaths. \"Guess I needed that.\"\n\nAfter catching his breath, he went back to the task of cleaning the room. He wrapped the little girl in the sheet, then dumped it into the linen cart. The thing could hold a lot more than it looked like, evident as he wrapped up the other two bodies and dumped them into it, too. It was a tight fit, but he managed to get them all covered up by other dirty sheets. The mattress was a lost cause and would need to be changed. He should bring up the idea of rubber mattress covers again to Bea. Maybe if he could find a cheap wholesaler of them she might finally agree to the expense. It was probably cheaper than replacing a whole mattress ever few weeks.\n\nThe floor he could deal with. Industrial cleaners and ammonia would deal with the majority of the blood and semen stains. 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Pretty much everyone that worked there knew it meant either blood, piss, shit, or semen was all over. Or some combination therein. You didn't work at a shady motel for very long without running across each of those.\n\nWith his tasks done for now, he shoved the cart forward to take the bodies back to the front so he could dump them in the back room. He would call the 'cleaners' in a bit to pick them and the mattress up. He was not sure what they did with the mattresses or laundry, probably burn them, but he was certain what the bodies were used for. He was looking forward to some... unique burger meat.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Coffee Break Story

Room 103

By XP Author


John pushed the cart of linens forward, sighing slightly as he moved down the walkway. The iguana had worked at the motel for... well, most of his life. The owner, a kind older lioness named Bea, had hired him when he was only 16 years old. For a high school dropout, it sure beat working at fast food or bagging groceries. After 14 years, he had pretty much learned all the ins and outs of running the place, and was technically the day manager. Though that meant very little when there were only 4 permanent employees. It was the kind of motel where rooms were paid for up front, so there was not any kind of checking out to worry about. All the room locks were electronic card readers, so people didn't even need to turn in keys. It meant most of his mornings were instead spent collecting dirty linens and replacing towels. Tedious work, but he was used to it by now.

He got to room 103 near the end of the walk way and knocked on the door. He waited for a response, but heard nothing from inside. According to the info on the front desk, the room was only booked for one night, and it was after the time the people inside should have left. He knocked again, this time calling out. "Hello? Is anyone inside? It's housekeeping." Again no response. He shrugged and figured the people had already left, so he pulled his keys off of his belt, swiping the universal fob that would unlock all the doors to the place. "If anyone's in there, they were warned." It was not uncommon for him to walk in on someone passed out, usually drunk. He had also walked in on a couple in the heat of fucking each other, but he didn't hear any of those noises.

Pushing the door open, he was hit with a very distinct smell. Blood. Opening the door all the way, he saw a scene like something out of a horror movie. Laying on the bed were two people, very obviously dead, and completely naked. One was a woman, a fox, her arms tied behind her back and a gag in her mouth. The instrument of her death was what looked like a kitchen knife, still sticking out of her chest beside her left breast, probably stabbed into her heart. Though there were a dozen other stab wounds all over her chest and belly. Between that and the blood coating her fur, there was no question she was dead. Her legs were left spread, a copious amount of what could only be semen having drooled out of her vagina. Enough that it was likely several loads worth.

The man who was likely responsible for her murder was laying beside her, though he was also just as dead. The coyote lay almost spread eagle, with his arms out. He had slashed his wrists open, the bloody straight razor laying on the floor beside the blood soaked bed. There was also a splash of something on his belly, probably cum, though his cock was limp against his belly. He had obviously enjoyed his last moment. Though with how much he had left in the vixen beside him, it was a surprise he had any left to spill on himself.

John stared at the gruesome scene in front of him... and sighed. "Ah fuck, not again." He sighed, putting a hand to the bridge of his nose. "This is the 4th one this month." Finding dead bodies was not particularly uncommon in his line of work, especially at a motel so far outside of anywhere notable. The nearest city was 63 miles away. Though it was uncommon to find a murder-suicide, at least like this. Normally the suicide part was a hanging. He shook his head, pushing the door open further so he could pull the cart inside. "Going to have to get a whole new bed. Again."

He pushed the door closed behind him, then turned to the cart and started to fish for a set of rubber gloves. The 'right' thing to do was to call the cops and report this, but that involved a lot of paperwork and testimonies and bullshit. Bea had taught him long ago that it was a lot easier to just deal with the bodies in... alternative ways. The lion had connections of the less than legal sort, and they were good at making bodies disappear. But he would still need to collect them, get them wrapped up in the sheets and stashed out of sight until the 'cleaners' could come collect them.

Just as he was pulling the gloves out, he heard a noise from inside the room and froze. He heard it again, a muffled sound. Turning slowly, he looked at the vixen, wondering if she was somehow still alive. When he heard the noise again, it definitely did not come from her. She lay as still as ever. He stepped closer to the bed, then looked over the far edge. "Oh... um... hello there." Sitting on the floor was another fox. A very young one, probably about 6 years old. She was just as naked as the other two, her hands and feet bound together in front of her by a rough looking rope. She was also gagged. She looked up at him with wide blue eyes, full of tears and terror.

He stepped around more fully, crouching down nearby. The girl flinched away from him when he reached out. "Hey, it's okay." He gave her as friendly a smile as he could. "My name is John. I work here. I'm just going to take the gag out of your mouth. Please don't scream, okay?" She nodded very slightly. As gently as he could, he pulled the gag out of her mouth. She took several shaky breaths, still looking at him with fear, but at least she didn't scream. "There you go. What's your name?" She mumbled something. "Didn't hear that."

"...Dina..." it was still almost too quiet for him to hear.

"Dina. Okay." He glanced at the bed. "Was this your mom and dad?"

She shook her head, then seemed to think about it, and shook her head again. "N-no... h-he's not my dad..."

"But this is your mom?" She nodded. "Do you know who the man was?" She nodded again, but didn't say anything. "Can you tell me?"

"...Mommy's boyfriend. Tom." She seemed to pull herself into a ball, an accomplishment with the bindings still on her wrists and ankles. "H-he... hurt... Mommy."

Hurt was a bit of an understatement. "Did he hurt you, too?" She nodded slowly. While she didn't say anything, her eyes flicked downwards for a moment. He was pretty sure he got what that meant, though she probably didn't quite comprehend the concept of rape at her age. "Alright. Well, I'm going to have to clean up the mess he made of your mommy and himself. I need you to sit here for a minute, okay, Dina?" She nodded slowly. "Alright." He reached out and gently pat her head. "Good girl." He stood back up and let out a sigh. This was going to be more trouble.

He moved over to the bed and started to pull the sheets out from their tuck, flipping them up a little. As he touched the leg of the woman, he was surprised to find she was still somewhat warm. Definitely not alive warm, but not icy cold. Tom must have only done this a little while ago. He continued to pull the sheets out, until he could turn most of them up onto the bed. After that, he started to strip himself out of his clothing, working on autopilot at this point. He always stripped himself before working to clean up a scene with this much blood. His scales were a lot easier to clean than his clothing.

It wasn't until he heard the girl squeak that he even remembered she was there. "Oh..." He looked down at himself. "Sorry. I don't want my clothes to get messy." He was somewhat proud of how he looked. Changing sheets and lugging laundry around was a surprisingly good workout, so he had some visible tone under his green scales. In place of where a cock would be, he had a slit between his legs, his dick and balls internal most of the time. Though it would slither out when he got turned on. "You're naked, too, so it's only fair." He stuck his long, thin tongue out at her. She didn't seem entertained by it, but she did calm back down a little.

He went back to his work, rolling the sheets over the two dead bodies. He pulled the knife out of the woman and lay it beside her before wrapping her up in the sheet. The whole time, the young vixen just watched him. When he grabbed a fresh set of sheets, she finally spoke up. "What... is gonna happen to Mommy?"

He sighed, setting the sheets down. He pulled one off of the top and spread it out on the floor in front of her, then crouched down. "Well, she's... I'm afraid she's dead. Do you know what that means?"

She nodded. "Y-yeah... I had a goldfish die... Are you going to flush Mommy?"

He couldn't help but chuckle. "No. She's too big to flush like that. But I'm going to call some friends, and they're going to take her and Tom away." The girl whimpered, tears welling in her eyes again. "I know. I'm really sorry." He let out a soft sigh and moved around behind her. "I need you to be a brave girl for me, okay?" She nodded. "C'mon. Chin up." He pat her chin gently. "Up." She sniffled a little, but lifted her chin for him. "That's a good girl." He put a hand against her shoulder. "There's just one last thing I need to take care of before then."

"What?"

"You." He brought the razor he had picked up off of the floor around and pressed it against her neck. Before she realized what was happening, he dragged it across her throat. The blade was incredibly sharp, and easily split her flesh open as he dragged it from one side to the other. Blood immediately started to gush and spray out of the gash, splashing out onto the sheet he had laid out in front of her. He tossed the razor onto the sheet, then wrapped his arms around her to hold her as she started to struggle and thrash. "Shhh, I know. I'm sorry. But trust me, I've been where you are. This is a lot better for you." His parents had died when he was 7, leaving him bouncing around foster homes for most of his youth. Which was why he had dropped out of school and ran away in the first place. He would have been happy if someone had killed him before all that back then.

She let out a gurgling sound as she attempted to scream, her body writhing in his grip, but he held her pinned against his form. "Shhh... it'll be over soon. Then you can be with your mommy again." She continued to thrash and squirm against him for a while. Though it was probably not as long as it felt. He made sure to keep her head tilted back so the blood could flow out of her faster, letting her slip away that much sooner. This was not the first time he had killed someone, even a kid. As she squirmed against him, she kept bumping her rear and tail against him. It was not long before his cock was slithering out of his slit, rubbing back against her backside. "Mmmph... now you've gone and gotten me all turned on." He shifted a little, letting the tip of his cock poke at her pussy.

When her squirming started to turn into trembling, he pushed forward, slipping the long, thin, almost tendril-like shaft up inside of her. "Ahhh... you are so tight!" He pushed deeper into her, feeling her inner walls quivering around him almost as much as the rest of her body. He did not find any barrier, confirming his suspicion that the coyote had raped her. He shifted his grip to pull her into his lap as she started to shake and shiver against him in her final death throes. "That's it, little Dina. Just let yourself slip away. I'm just going to fuck your little body, but you don't need to worry anymore."

He smirked as he felt a sudden wash of something warm and wet against his crotch. He reached up to gently stroke his fingers through her short, red hair. "It's okay. Let it all out. I don't mind." It was actually kind of a turn on for him when girls pissed themselves as they died. He started to thrust upwards into her tight tunnel as her shivering started to fade. "Good girl. Just sleep forever while I fuck this tight little cunny." He grunted, thrusting upwards a little harder. Soon enough, she was completely limp on his lap, her tail drooping down to rest against his thigh. The blood that had been gushing out of her throat was now barely a trickle down her flat chest.

With the girl in his lap now limp, he shifted his grip on her. He slid his arms under her knees, lifting her legs up a little and leaning back so she rested against his chest. It gave him better access to start thrusting up into her tight little pussy, and he started to bounce her in his lap at the same time. "Mmph... been a while since I fucked such a tight little cub." Her head hung forward, rolling a little from side to side as he bounced her on his lap. With her now dead, or close enough to it that she was no longer feeling anything, he didn't hold back how deep he thrust into her. His long, pointed cock pressed up deep into her little tunnel, prodding at the barrier much farther inside. The pointed tip poked at it over and over, trying to slip just that much deeper.

He grunted. "C'mon, little one. You can take it." He thrust harder upwards, prodding at her cervix over and over. The tip finally found the little opening, and he pushed up and through, spreading it wider and slipping into her deepest warmth. He let out a louder moan as he felt the stretchy womb gripping around his cock. He leaned forward, pressing his nose into her hair beside her ear. "Fuck... you're so good." He thrust in shorter, but harder motions, his hips and thighs slapping against her ass with every pump. "Such a good girl. I'm gonna give you all my lizard spunk. Fill this tiny womb to the brim!"

Even not holding himself back, he bounced her in his lap for several minutes, panting and moaning against her as his pleasure built up. As he drew closer, he nuzzled against her ear. "Ah... here it comes!" He grit his teeth, resisting the urge to bite her ear. He didn't want to leave teeth marks in her, and he had accidentally ripped ears off before doing that. His cock pulsed and squirmed inside of her, then throbbed with his load as he finally released it inside of her. He pulled her legs up to hold her tight against him as he pumped his seed deep into her womb in thick, heavy squirts, each spilling and filling her. After several blasts, it started to leak out, drooling down onto his lap and the sheet under him, mixing with the blood already soaked into the thing.

He held onto her for some time, even after his cock had stopped pumping his jizz into her. He panted softly, letting his nose fill with her scent, mixed with the smell of blood and sex already in the room, his own orgasm now in the mixture. When his cock started to slowly deflate and slip back into its hiding place, he finally shifted the girl away to let it fall out of her, along with the cum and a little blood drooling out of her used pussy. "Good girl." He kissed the back of her head, then leaned forward and let her go. She fell forward off of his lap, thumping onto the bloody sheet like a rag doll. He took several more deep breaths. "Guess I needed that."

After catching his breath, he went back to the task of cleaning the room. He wrapped the little girl in the sheet, then dumped it into the linen cart. The thing could hold a lot more than it looked like, evident as he wrapped up the other two bodies and dumped them into it, too. It was a tight fit, but he managed to get them all covered up by other dirty sheets. The mattress was a lost cause and would need to be changed. He should bring up the idea of rubber mattress covers again to Bea. Maybe if he could find a cheap wholesaler of them she might finally agree to the expense. It was probably cheaper than replacing a whole mattress ever few weeks.

The floor he could deal with. Industrial cleaners and ammonia would deal with the majority of the blood and semen stains. Thankfully, it was fresh enough that it hadn't fully stained the rough carpeting. And that did have a kind of lining under it to prevent things from seeping into the floorboards under it. The whole process took around two hours, including the shower he took in the bathroom to clean himself of the blood and his own cum. He also made sure to pour a bit of cleaner down the drain afterwards, just to be sure. It was standard to do that anyway, to make sure any fur or hair didn't clog the drains.

After getting himself dressed again, he opened the door and pushed the now very heavy cart out. He made sure to close the door behind him, since the bloody mattress was still in there. He also pulled out a little plastic sign from his cart and hung it on the door. It read 'do not enter.' Similar enough to the 'do not disturb' signs that most guests wouldn't notice, but different enough to signal to the other few employees that the room had some issues being dealt with. Pretty much everyone that worked there knew it meant either blood, piss, shit, or semen was all over. Or some combination therein. You didn't work at a shady motel for very long without running across each of those.

With his tasks done for now, he shoved the cart forward to take the bodies back to the front so he could dump them in the back room. He would call the 'cleaners' in a bit to pick them and the mattress up. He was not sure what they did with the mattresses or laundry, probably burn them, but he was certain what the bodies were used for. He was looking forward to some... unique burger meat.

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