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But the unfortunately real kind of villain that exist out there.\n\n- - - - -\n\nA massive thank you to my top tier subscribers:\n[fa]booleangemini352[/fa] | Sedyna | [fa]Kaden22[/fa] | [fa]jafferroshak[/fa] | RoleplayCentral | [fa]Tierr[/fa] | [fa]akinkyyfox[/fa]\n\nIf you would like early access to my stories, polls, monthly commission raffles, weekly previews and updates, behind the scenes talks, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my [url=https://subscribestar.adult/xp_author]SubscribeStar[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "A follow up to The Good Neighbor (though a decidedly shorter story this time around). Following the panther cop that briefly showed up in the end, and showing just how much of a vile person he really is. Frustrated at the loss of his favorite underage hole to fuck, Lars decides he's done holding back what little he was and aims all his pent up lust at his own daughter, the 9 year old Trinity. With very messy consequences when his wife comes home.

MAJOR trigger warning here. Not just for cub, but child abuse, both physical and verbal. Lars is a right villain here. But the unfortunately real kind of villain that exist out there.

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If you would like early access to my stories, polls, monthly commission raffles, weekly previews and updates, behind the scenes talks, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "\n[center][b]The Bad Cop[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nThe panther let out an annoyed sigh as he stomped through the house. He paused by the front door, glancing at the table. More at the things on it. His pistol sat on the thing, secure enough in its holster. He didn't bother with any kind of gun safe. His wife and daughter knew better than to touch his things. He had beaten that into them enough. Beside the pistol was his hat and his badge. Officer Lars Qeston, Galveston County Police Department. That is what it said on his badge, along with the ID number. He had really thought that it would get him a lot more things than it did. Turns out, you really didn't get much unless you were some fancy detective or had one of those cushy desk jobs. He didn't like to kiss enough ass or suck enough dick to get himself into those jobs, so he was stuck being a beat cop.\n\nHe shook his head and continued on into the bedroom, sitting down at the computer and booting it up. Today was his day off, and he was supposed to be relaxing. Instead, he was just growing increasingly frustrated. He had been frustrated for weeks. Ever since that fat, druggy cunt of a chipmunk Veronica went and hanged herself. The ugly bitch had never been his favorite person, but her daughter Arin certainly was. He had been one of Veronica's more regular clients. She was in the prostitution business, but not herself. It was her daughter she whored out, and he certainly loved to stuff his cock into that tight pre-teen cunt of hers. Well, she was a teen now, but he had been fucking her since she was in the single digits, and she was still a small thing even at 13, so it was close enough. She looked younger than his own daughter, who was only 9.\n\nUnfortunately, after Veronica went and hanged herself, Arin was off limits. He had hoped he might find some way to get access to her, but some faggot squirrel stepped up and became her guardian. And with so many eyes on the two of them after Arin's mother pulled her little rope trick, he couldn't touch either of them. Though he was still tempted to somehow make that fluffy-tailed cocksucker disappear into the bay, just out of spite. Lars booted up the VPN and got onto D-Gen, pulling up some videos that had been posted of Arin. Namely the ones featuring him railing the little girl's backside. He was already naked, so he just reached down and grabbed his dick and started to work at it as the video started. Veronica was never one for much preamble in her videos, so it was only a minute before the fun started.\n\nHe stroked himself hard as he watched, his cock stiffening to its full 7 inch length. He panted slightly as his hand worked along the shaft, watching his recorded self stuffing into the cute chipmunk's cunt, going deep into her. He remembered when he couldn't get the whole length into her. As she got older, she was finally able to take him balls deep like this. He grunted, his cock twitching a little in his hands, but it was... not satisfying, just jerking himself off like this. It felt like his cock was fighting against him, refusing to enjoy this. Watching himself cumming deep into the young girl's cunt in the video didn't help. It only reminded him what he was missing. He pulled up another video, an older one when the girl was the same age as Trinity, his daughter. It still did nothing for him, and he just let out a frustrated grunt, still trying to work himself to a finish, even if it wasn't satisfying. He gave up when he didn't even feel close to it by the time his recorded self was blasting a second load into the girl's tight cunt.\n\nHe just closed everything down and sat there, growling at nothing. \"Fucking bitch.\" He knew he wasn't the only one that was probably this frustrated. Veronica had quite a few customers, all now without access to her daughter's tiny pussy. He was sure she wasn't the only one in the area that did this, but he had never bothered to find any other cub whores. Veronica was easy to find, since she posted to D-Gen, which he was already a member of. He closed his eyes and just let out a heavy breath. His cock was still rock hard, still demanding to be stuffed into something, and it was pissing him off even more. Even fucking his wife didn't do it for him. But then, she hadn't really been appealing to him for a while.\n\nHe heard a sound outside of the bedroom, the front door opening and closing. He looked at the clock, seeing it was a bit later than he thought it was. It must be Trin coming home from school. Sure enough, he heard the little girl's voice. \"I'm home, Dad.\" He had always told her to announce herself when she came home while he was off. She came home once without doing that, and he nearly shot her, thinking it could be an intruder. The beating she got afterward probably also a pretty good reason she would never forget again.\n\nAs he remembered that time, the way she had cried and begged for forgiveness, his cock twitched. He had never fucked Trin, using Arin to satisfy those urges. Maybe it was time he use his daughter for it. She owed him, after all. He not only gave her life, but he provided her food and the roof over her head. Mirabelle, his wife, sure as hell didn't provide enough with her job at the store. He heard the girl walking down the hall, then the sound of her bedroom door closing. He smiled. It was definitely time he got what he was owed from her.\n\nHe grabbed the bottle of beer off of the desk and gulped down the last of it, the third of the evening so far. He slammed the bottle down and quickly rose from his chair. He didn't bother to put any clothes back on as he opened the door to his own bedroom and stepped out into the hall. He wouldn't be needing them. It left the black fur and lightly toned body fully exposed, as well as his still rock hard cock. He moved to Trin's bedroom and opened the door, not bothering to knock at all. \"Hey, sweetie.\"\n\n\"Hey, D-\" Her voice caught in her throat when she saw him walking in fully naked, her eyes wide. \"W-why... are you naked?\" The little 9-year-old looked up at him, confused and a little embarrassed.\n\nHe smiled down at her. \"Oh, I just thought of a new fun game we could play. Do you want to play a game with your daddy?\" She hesitated, her look of confusion turning a little more to fear. Though she did still give him a quick nod, knowing better than to disobey him. \"Well, in this game, you have to be naked. So you'll have to get naked to.\" He pointed at her bed. \"Go ahead, take off all your clothes and get onto your bed so we can play.\"\n\nTrinity tensed up, backing a step away from him, though she didn't have anywhere to go in the small room. \"U-um... b-but...\"\n\nHis smile fell a little as the girl hesitated. \"But what?\" A hard edge crept into his voice, one that the young girl knew to be afraid of from past experiences.\n\n\"M-miss Radcliff s-said... th-that we're... not supposed to... um... that i-if a grown up asks to do that that we should... say no...\"\n\nHe frowned harder. He hated her teacher. The raccoon was a real stuck up pain in the ass who asked too many questions. \"Oh, so you're going to listen to that fat dyke instead of your own father!?\" He took one large step closer, suddenly bringing his hand around and striking the girl's face with the back of his hand. Trin yelped, her head knocked to the side a little. Though it was not the hardest he had ever hit her. \"I am your father! You will do what I say! Now get your fucking clothes off and get your ass on the bed!\" He held up his hand again, as if ready to slap her once more. \"Or I swear I'll make you regret it!\"\n\nThe young panther whimpered, tears welling in her eyes. \"O-Okay...\" She started to lift her t-shirt up.\n\n\"Okay... [i]WHAT?[/i]\"\n\nShe flinched. \"O-okay, sir!\" She moved a little more quickly, pulling the shirt up and off before quickly starting to work at her shorts. Trinity looked a lot like him. She was also a panther, not a tiger like her mother. She had the same black fur, so dark it almost had a bluish sheen to it. Her eyes were the same yellow as his, her hair jet black as well, though longer than his. She was also very thin, her small body not having much muscle to it. Something else he always made sure of. He hated people with fat bodies. They were weak and soft, and he wouldn't have his daughter being some pudgy doughnut of a cat.\n\nOnce the girl had pushed her shorts and her white panties down, she spared one glance at him. She flinched her gaze away when she saw him still scowling down at her, quickly moving over to her bed and climbing atop. It was not a large bed, only a single, with a set of sheets that depicted cartoon characters from some show she liked. Something about cartoon horses with big heads. He thought they were ugly as hell. Mirabelle had gotten them for Trin's birthday last year, much to his chagrin. She really needed to stop spending his money on stupid shit like that.\n\nWhen Trinity was on the bed, she sat on her legs, looking at him with apprehension and a little fear. He missed that look. Arin had stopped looking afraid years ago. It made his cock twitch with excitement. He grinned at her. \"Lay down on your back and spread your legs. Show that little cunny to me.\" Trin didn't quite know what a 'cunny' was, but she did nod quickly and do as he said for fear of him hitting her again. She moved to lay on her back, her head propped up on her pillow, and spread her legs open a little. Not quite as wide as he would have liked, but he did get a good view of that little slit between her legs. He licked his lips, as if he was staring at a well cooked steak.\n\nThe best part was he was going to be the first man to ever be there. He had never gotten the chance to take someone's virginity. All his girlfriends had already fucked other guys first. Even his wife had fucked some other guy before they met. He leaned forward and started to crawl onto the bed, moving like a feral predator stalking his prey. \"I'm going to take your virginity, sweetie. It's fitting your daddy should be the first man you fuck.\" Trin still did not know what he was talking about. She had only heard some of the words before, and mostly in other contexts. She hadn't gone through sex-ed yet, and neither he nor Mirabelle had given her 'the talk' yet. But she had some idea about sex, if only the most simplistic understanding about boys and girls being different down there.\n\nSoon, he was hovering over her, his hands on either side of her head, his legs straddling her hips, his cock throbbing at her threateningly. He lowered himself down until his shaft touched her lower belly, tip resting just below her navel. He rubbed himself against her soft fur. \"You're going to make daddy very happy. You want to make daddy happy, right?\" She nodded quickly, but he saw there were still fearful tears in her eyes. Good. She should be afraid of him. \"Good.\" He moved himself back, until his tip was pressing against her tiny, puffy lips. \"Now hold still while daddy rapes your tiny cunt.\"\n\nHe moved his hand and pressed it against her flat chest to pin her down. Then he started to push forward. Trinity started to whimper, then whine, then cry out as he spread those lips wider and wider. \"I-it... hurts!\"\n\nHe grunted, pushing harder. \"I don't care if it hurts, baby. You'll take your daddy's cock or I'll make you hurt!\" He pushed harder as she started to squirm, tears now running from her eyes. Suddenly his tip slipped inside, and he felt it press against the barrier just inside. He took a breath, and shoved himself forward as hard as he could. The girl shrieked in pain as he not only ripped through her virgin barrier, but shoved his cock deep, spreading her wide. \"Fffffuck! That is so good!\" He pressed his hand against her chest harder, his claws slipping out to just poke at her soft flesh. \"You're such a tight little cub! Fuck I missed this!\"\n\n\"S-stop! It hurts! Please!\" She begged him, crying out loud again as he started to shove himself deeper into her, not caring at all about her pain. His hips started to hump at her, his cock sliding back out, only to cram back inside. Her inner walls were so tight around him, trembling and clenching from the pain. The way she was crying, begging, squirming and screaming. It was everything he wanted her to do. He wanted her in pain like this. She was such a stupid little cunt. Always saying stupid things, doing stupid things, wanting stupid things. She needed to know her place, and that was under him like this, on his cock like a good little girl should be.\n\nWhen he looked down, he saw the blood on his cock whenever he pulled it out, more drooling onto her bed. When he shoved back inside of her, she screamed even louder as he started to tear her tiny pussy. It not only made her get that much tighter, but it made his cock twitch and pulse harder. \"That's it, you little bitch. Daddy is going to ruin this tiny cunt\" He pressed his hand down on her flat chest harder, keeping her squirming body pinned to the bed as he started to really thrust hard, cramming as much of himself as he could into her. He was surprised that he could get the whole length inside, if only just barely. He felt his tip ramming against the back of her pussy, right against the base of her womb, his balls slapping against her ass at the same time.\n\nShe definitely wasn't liking it, screaming and kicking under him. Her please were replaced by her wailing and sobbing as he struck deep inside of her over and over. His shaft pulsed and throbbed, really to load the little girl up. He had been so frustrated, and his efforts earlier to jerk himself off, while unable to finish, had gotten him ready. He grunted, shifting his grip to hold both of her shoulders, his claws just slightly digging into her. \"Fuck... Daddy's going to give you such a big load!\" He groaned as his hips smacked against hers. \"Daddy's going to to breed your tiny cunt!\"\n\nHe threw his head back and let out a loud growling roar as he came, harder than he had in years. He rammed himself as deep as he could, making sure his load blasted right against her cervix, pouring up into her womb as much as filling the tiny tunnel. Much of it oozed out around his shaft, drooling down his balls, mixed with her blood to be a pinkish color. He thrust several more times as he shot again and again. \"That's it, Trin! Daddy's going to put a litter in your belly!\" The girl was still sobbing and flailing under him as he filled her, feeling the slimy warm spunk flowing into her, stinging at her already abused pussy.\n\nHe yanked himself out of her just as quickly as he had rammed in, her hips flopping to the bed under him. His cock shot several more thick ropes onto her belly, while much of the cum he left inside of her drooled out. \"Fuck... that was so much fun.\" He chuckled, shifting his grip away from her shoulders, instead moving to gently stroke her cheek. \"And congratulations. You won the game. You got daddy to cum inside you!\" She just sniffled and sobbed, but the screaming had stopped now that he had pulled out. \"And now daddy needs to give you your prize for winning. Are you ready?\"\n\nShe shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. \"N-no...\" She sniffled and whimpered, only to let out a scared yelp when he suddenly grabbed her chin. \"P-Please... d-don't hurt me anymore, daddy!\"\n\nHe chuckled, moving to sit back on his haunches. His cock was still rock hard, pointing at her and throbbing as it drooled his last load. \"I'm going to hurt you even more if you don't do what I say, you little slut!\" He moved his grip from her jaw to grab a handful of her hair. \"Now open your mouth so daddy can give you your reward!\" She just whimpered at him, so he yanked her hair, jerking her head back. \"DO IT!\" She yelped again, slowly opening her mouth. \"Wider!\" Another whimper, but she did as he said, opening as wide as she could. \"Good.\" He got up onto his knees and moved closer. \"Now keep your mouth open. And if I feel your teeth, I'll break them.\"\n\nShe didn't have to wonder very long what he meant by feeling teeth. He pressed his messy cock into her mouth, then pushed forward. She tensed up immediately, tasting the mixture of blood and cum and her father's flesh. He started to pump his hips back and forth again, his balls swinging under him. \"Good girl.\" He gripped her head with both hands, pulling her closer to push more of himself into her maw. \"Already a good cock sucker.\" He scoffed. \"You take after your mother.\" He felt her mouth twitch and quiver, her muscles already getting tired from holding it open like this.\n\nHe pulled back only a little, dragging his cock across her tongue. Without warning, he shoved his hips forward, yanking her head back at the same time. His cock shoved deep down her throat, completely cutting off her air. So deep that she couldn't even gag properly. \"There you go! Take it all!\" He laughed, thrusting in short, hard movements, his balls slapping her chin over and over. He kept one grip on the top of her head to keep her nose mashed up against his crotch. His other moved down under her chin, pressing to her throat. He felt the bulge where his cock filled it, felt it moving with every thrust. \"Gods, you're actually a better cock sucker than your mother!\"\n\nShe reached out and grabbed his hips, trying to push him away. Her own little claws poked at him, but he had always insisted she keep her claws trimmed, so they didn't even scratch him. As he thrust hard, she started to struggle more and more, her lungs burning for air. He watched as her eyes went wide and bloodshot, filled with terror and panic. She looked up at him, silently pleading him to let her go, to get a breath. He denied her, his cock throbbing hard as he left it jammed in place. Her throat clenched around him, over and over as it instinctively tried to swallow to get the obstruction out of the way. Her legs even started to kick again, her little belly undulating as every muscle of her body worked as hard as it could to try and clear the blockage and get a breath.\n\nShe started to get warmer and warmer around him as her pulse rose more and more. Her struggles grew more frantic and unfocused, her hands hitting against him in a wild flurry. It all drove him on, his cock throbbing harder as he grew closer yet again. He gripped at her head once more, yanking it close to mash her nose against his crotch again. \"Fuck... here it comes, baby!\" He let out a loud cry as he came again, blasting another load, this one pouring down her clenching throat and into her stomach. He held himself inside of her mouth for several shots, just until her body started to really shake against him. Only then did he pull back, several more shots blasting into her mouth as he yanked himself free. Enough that when she started to gag and cough, cum bubbled out of her nose as much as her mouth.\n\nHe let her go, and she started to cough and hack up gobs of his spunk, while he stroked himself to blast several more ropes onto her face and nose. \"You're supposed to swallow all of it, cunt.\" He grunted as another shot landed on her nose. \"You'll get better at it with practice. And we will be practicing a lot more s-\" His words died in his throat when he heard a startled, horrified gasp from the doorway. His head snapped to the side, though he already knew what he was going to see. His wife, Mirabelle, stood in the doorway. She still wore her work clothes, a pair of brown trousers, and a button down t-shirt in green, her nametag still pinned just above her right breast. The tiger's hands were over her mouth, her blue eyes wide with horror as she looked at her daughter coughing and hacking up his cum.\n\nShe turned her gaze to him, and the two stared at each other in silence for several seconds. Her look said everything to him. How could he? It was their daughter! Then a new fearfulness moved into her gaze when she saw his look, almost challenging her to say anything, [i]do[/i] anything about it. Three seconds of eternity passed between them, and she accepted his challenge. Her fear melted with a look of panicked determination. \"Shit.\" He swore the moment she turned and ran, and he launched himself off of the bed to follow, leaving Trinity to cough and gasp and cry.\n\nThe moment his feet hit the ground, he nearly crawled his way forward, almost slashing at the air to move faster. He skidded into the hall as he turned, pushing off of the wall to keep his momentum going. Mirabelle had a head start, and he saw her tail rounding the corner into the living room. He knew what she was after, and he [i]had[/i] to get to her before she got it. His feet thudded on the floor as he charged forward, jaw clenched and teeth bared. He rounded the corner just in time to see her pulling his hunting shotgun off of its mount on the wall. Even though he never went hunting anymore, he always kept the thing both well maintained, and loaded with several shells.\n\nShe was just swinging it around when he was upon her, grabbing the barrel with one hand, the stock with the other. \"No you don't!\" He shouted, trying to wrestle the weapon out of her grasp. He had managed to grab it before she had her finger near the trigger, but all she needed to do was point it near him and fire and he would be done.\n\n\"FUCKING BASTARD!\" She shouted at him, yanking and pushing as much as he was. The two felines pushed and pulled, swinging around the living room with the struggling dance for supremacy. His thrashing tail crashed into a standing light, knocking it over, the bulb shattering against a coffee table. She was forced back against a bookshelf, knocking over the little clock sitting on it and sending several books tumbling to the floor. She managed to spin around with him and get him to slam into it next, a display of his paltry few awards of service bouncing off of his shoulder and smashing at his feet.\n\nHe growled, turning hard and spinning with her again. This time, his foot lashed out in a straight kick, right into her belly as hard as he could. She grunted and winced as all the air was knocked out of her lungs in a great whoosh. It was just enough for him to wrench the weapon away from her as she stumbled back, nearly falling over herself into the entry hall. His fury burned hotter than he had ever felt, a hatred for the woman. He was barely thinking, seeing only red as he pointed the shotgun right at her. \"CUNT!\" He pulled the trigger, the shotgun jerking in his hands.\n\nA spray of buckshot and pellets blasted out, catching Mirabelle right in her chest. Her shirt exploded outwards, as did her tits, and most of her chest. A spray of blood and shredded flesh. Her already off balance body jerked back, sending her careening into a table. She crashed into the thing, shattering the wood as her back struck the wall. She crumpled to the floor amid the debris, her head thumping off of the ground with a sickening thud. Only then did she seem to realize what had happened, her mouth open, blood drooling down her chin. There was panic in her wide eyes as everything below her neck felt like it had been deep in molten iron. She tried to speak, but only a wet gurgling croak came out, her body started to shiver as shock rapidly set in, thankfully denying her feeling the worst of it.\n\nLars let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, the shotgun shaking a little in his hand. He looked down at his wife as she bled out onto the floor. Her chest was blasted open in a gory mess, her ribs exposed through shredded muscles and fat. She shivered, her tail twitching, her legs quivering, her eyes staring ahead at nothing in particular as tears started to run from them. She was going to die. There was absolutely nothing anyone could do about it. She was unlucky enough that the initial blast did not instantly kill her. If he was being kind, he would put another shot through her head and end her misery.\n\nHis expression hardened as he pumped the shotgun, sending the empty shell casing clattering to the ground. He was not kind. \"M-Mommy...?\" He turned to see Trinity slowly moving around the corner. She was still naked, face and belly covered in his cum. Her legs were unsteady under her as she stared at her mother, eyes wide with confusion and fear again. He glanced at Mirabelle, seeing the fearful look the tiger was giving. And he smiled. He was already damned for this. He might as well go all the way.\n\nHe turned back to his little girl, stepping in front of her. The young panther kitten gasped, almost as if she had not seen him there until that moment. \"Don't worry about your mother anymore, sweetie. You're going to do exactly what your father says. Do you understand?\" She stood there, panting slightly. She nodded quickly, though he could tell she was also somewhat in shock right now. \"Good girl.\" He smiled. \"Open your mouth for me, sweetie. Just like before.\"\n\nShe flinched back with a whine. \"N-no! I-I... couldn't.. breathe! I-I don't want to do that aga-AHH!\" He swung the gun forward, smashing the barrel against her nose so hard it made her stumble backwards. She had to reach out, her hand brushing the floor to keep from completely falling over. When she looked back, there was a little blood trickling from a small cut above her right eyes.\n\nHe bared his teeth at her. \"DO NOT TEST MY PATIENCE, CHILD! Do what I say! Now open your fucking mouth!\" She was crying again, tears streaming down her cheeks. But she did as he said this time, opening her mouth wide for him again. He saw some of his cum still inside there, coating her tongue a little. It made his cock twitch. She squeezed her eyes shut tight, bracing herself, fully expecting him to shove his dick down her throat and choke her on it again. He was tempted, but had a different idea in mind.\n\nHer eyes snapped open when hot metal pressed against her forehead. She smelled burning, like a used match. He pressed the barrel of the shotgun forward, looking right into her eyes. Then pulled the trigger. He was momentarily blinded by the flash, then the top of her head vanished in a spray of blood, bone, and brains, all mashed to a pulp by the blast. Her body jerked and staggered, swaying on her feet. Blood started to spurt and spray, drooling down her body. Everything above her jaw was gone, turned into gobs of gore that splattered against the wall behind her.\n\nHer body fell to the ground in a wet splat once all the muscles realized they no longer had any direction, and everything started to shake. She trembled and twitched, legs kicking, tail smacking the ground, arms flailing about. Her ruined pussy suddenly started to spray a stream of piss onto the floor, splashing out into the growing pool of blood in a great arc. He watched, smirking to himself. His cock also throbbed. He had watched loads of videos on D-Gen of girls getting murdered in so many different ways, but seeing it first hand, where he could also smell it. It was something else.\n\nHis dick demanded he fuck something again, needing another release to such a display. He tossed the shotgun to the ground and got down onto his knees. He gripped his daughter's shoulders, feeling her still trembling in his grip. He turned her so he was looking at the remains of her skull, her tongue flopping about like a fish out of water. He pulled her close, aiming his shaft with the opening to her throat, and rammed himself forward. \"FUCK!\" He cried out as he felt her throat somehow even tighter than before. The muscles were going completely wild around him, clenching, clamping, pulling him deeper, as if her dying corpse was trying to milk him of another load. It was the best thing he had ever felt in his life.\n\nHe wasted no time, just started to ram himself deep down that convulsing throat over and over. He didn't care that his front was getting coated in her blood and gore. A shower would fix that. If anything, it almost made this even better. He reached out to grasp at her flat chest, not holding back and just digging his claws into her flesh. He dragged her back against him as he rammed his hips forward, fucking into her as fast and hard as he could. His cock was already pulsing and throbbing, the sight of her head exploding into the spray of gore having already turned him on so much. The feeling of the clenching only drove him on more, as well as watching her tiny body flailing about as it struggled against its own inevitable fate.\n\nHe grunted, panting hard, his tail thrashing behind him. \"Fuck... fuck... fuck... take it you little shit!\" He held nothing back, his orgasm rapidly approaching, building to a height he had never felt before. His cock jerked and tensed, his balls quacking as they slapped against what used to be the base of her brain. \"Fuck... AHHH! SHIT!\" He threw his head back as he came, even harder than his last, despite it being his third in such a short time. He rammed himself forward into her, blasting wave after wave of seed down her dying throat.\n\n\"Best fucking thing ev-\" He never heard the gunshot that ended his words. He never felt the bullet as it struck the back of his head, ripped through his brain, or the front of his head exploding outwards in a blast of gore and brains. His body jerked only once, shivered and trembled for a second, then fell backwards. His head struck the floor with a wet thump, eyes wide and staring up at nothing. His cock popped free from the throat, spraying several more ropes of cum up into the air as his hips twitched and thrust at nothing, most of his seed landing on his own gory-soaked crotch.\n\nMirabelle did not lower her hand so much as stop fighting gravity. The pistol thumped to the floor as it slid out of her grasp. His pistol. The table she had been sent through was the same he left all of his things on. She was also sitting on his police hat, and his badge was somewhere in the debris. She had been somewhat brought back to her senses by the second shotgun blast, looking up only enough to see she was too late to do anything to stop him. She had fumbled for the pistol, and he was kind enough to sit still long enough for her to aim at him, even with her hand as shaky as it was.\n\nNow the tiger closed her eyes, letting her head fall to the floor once again. It had taken everything she had left for her last act. She didn't struggle anymore, the cold numbness already spreading through her whole body. But she felt her tears, stinging at her eyes like burning embers. She couldn't save her daughter. But at least he would never hurt another girl again. It was the one thing she could be proud of as she faded away.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
The Bad Cop

By XP Author


The panther let out an annoyed sigh as he stomped through the house. He paused by the front door, glancing at the table. More at the things on it. His pistol sat on the thing, secure enough in its holster. He didn't bother with any kind of gun safe. His wife and daughter knew better than to touch his things. He had beaten that into them enough. Beside the pistol was his hat and his badge. Officer Lars Qeston, Galveston County Police Department. That is what it said on his badge, along with the ID number. He had really thought that it would get him a lot more things than it did. Turns out, you really didn't get much unless you were some fancy detective or had one of those cushy desk jobs. He didn't like to kiss enough ass or suck enough dick to get himself into those jobs, so he was stuck being a beat cop.

He shook his head and continued on into the bedroom, sitting down at the computer and booting it up. Today was his day off, and he was supposed to be relaxing. Instead, he was just growing increasingly frustrated. He had been frustrated for weeks. Ever since that fat, druggy cunt of a chipmunk Veronica went and hanged herself. The ugly bitch had never been his favorite person, but her daughter Arin certainly was. He had been one of Veronica's more regular clients. She was in the prostitution business, but not herself. It was her daughter she whored out, and he certainly loved to stuff his cock into that tight pre-teen cunt of hers. Well, she was a teen now, but he had been fucking her since she was in the single digits, and she was still a small thing even at 13, so it was close enough. She looked younger than his own daughter, who was only 9.

Unfortunately, after Veronica went and hanged herself, Arin was off limits. He had hoped he might find some way to get access to her, but some faggot squirrel stepped up and became her guardian. And with so many eyes on the two of them after Arin's mother pulled her little rope trick, he couldn't touch either of them. Though he was still tempted to somehow make that fluffy-tailed cocksucker disappear into the bay, just out of spite. Lars booted up the VPN and got onto D-Gen, pulling up some videos that had been posted of Arin. Namely the ones featuring him railing the little girl's backside. He was already naked, so he just reached down and grabbed his dick and started to work at it as the video started. Veronica was never one for much preamble in her videos, so it was only a minute before the fun started.

He stroked himself hard as he watched, his cock stiffening to its full 7 inch length. He panted slightly as his hand worked along the shaft, watching his recorded self stuffing into the cute chipmunk's cunt, going deep into her. He remembered when he couldn't get the whole length into her. As she got older, she was finally able to take him balls deep like this. He grunted, his cock twitching a little in his hands, but it was... not satisfying, just jerking himself off like this. It felt like his cock was fighting against him, refusing to enjoy this. Watching himself cumming deep into the young girl's cunt in the video didn't help. It only reminded him what he was missing. He pulled up another video, an older one when the girl was the same age as Trinity, his daughter. It still did nothing for him, and he just let out a frustrated grunt, still trying to work himself to a finish, even if it wasn't satisfying. He gave up when he didn't even feel close to it by the time his recorded self was blasting a second load into the girl's tight cunt.

He just closed everything down and sat there, growling at nothing. "Fucking bitch." He knew he wasn't the only one that was probably this frustrated. Veronica had quite a few customers, all now without access to her daughter's tiny pussy. He was sure she wasn't the only one in the area that did this, but he had never bothered to find any other cub whores. Veronica was easy to find, since she posted to D-Gen, which he was already a member of. He closed his eyes and just let out a heavy breath. His cock was still rock hard, still demanding to be stuffed into something, and it was pissing him off even more. Even fucking his wife didn't do it for him. But then, she hadn't really been appealing to him for a while.

He heard a sound outside of the bedroom, the front door opening and closing. He looked at the clock, seeing it was a bit later than he thought it was. It must be Trin coming home from school. Sure enough, he heard the little girl's voice. "I'm home, Dad." He had always told her to announce herself when she came home while he was off. She came home once without doing that, and he nearly shot her, thinking it could be an intruder. The beating she got afterward probably also a pretty good reason she would never forget again.

As he remembered that time, the way she had cried and begged for forgiveness, his cock twitched. He had never fucked Trin, using Arin to satisfy those urges. Maybe it was time he use his daughter for it. She owed him, after all. He not only gave her life, but he provided her food and the roof over her head. Mirabelle, his wife, sure as hell didn't provide enough with her job at the store. He heard the girl walking down the hall, then the sound of her bedroom door closing. He smiled. It was definitely time he got what he was owed from her.

He grabbed the bottle of beer off of the desk and gulped down the last of it, the third of the evening so far. He slammed the bottle down and quickly rose from his chair. He didn't bother to put any clothes back on as he opened the door to his own bedroom and stepped out into the hall. He wouldn't be needing them. It left the black fur and lightly toned body fully exposed, as well as his still rock hard cock. He moved to Trin's bedroom and opened the door, not bothering to knock at all. "Hey, sweetie."

"Hey, D-" Her voice caught in her throat when she saw him walking in fully naked, her eyes wide. "W-why... are you naked?" The little 9-year-old looked up at him, confused and a little embarrassed.

He smiled down at her. "Oh, I just thought of a new fun game we could play. Do you want to play a game with your daddy?" She hesitated, her look of confusion turning a little more to fear. Though she did still give him a quick nod, knowing better than to disobey him. "Well, in this game, you have to be naked. So you'll have to get naked to." He pointed at her bed. "Go ahead, take off all your clothes and get onto your bed so we can play."

Trinity tensed up, backing a step away from him, though she didn't have anywhere to go in the small room. "U-um... b-but..."

His smile fell a little as the girl hesitated. "But what?" A hard edge crept into his voice, one that the young girl knew to be afraid of from past experiences.

"M-miss Radcliff s-said... th-that we're... not supposed to... um... that i-if a grown up asks to do that that we should... say no..."

He frowned harder. He hated her teacher. The raccoon was a real stuck up pain in the ass who asked too many questions. "Oh, so you're going to listen to that fat dyke instead of your own father!?" He took one large step closer, suddenly bringing his hand around and striking the girl's face with the back of his hand. Trin yelped, her head knocked to the side a little. Though it was not the hardest he had ever hit her. "I am your father! You will do what I say! Now get your fucking clothes off and get your ass on the bed!" He held up his hand again, as if ready to slap her once more. "Or I swear I'll make you regret it!"

The young panther whimpered, tears welling in her eyes. "O-Okay..." She started to lift her t-shirt up.

"Okay... WHAT?"

She flinched. "O-okay, sir!" She moved a little more quickly, pulling the shirt up and off before quickly starting to work at her shorts. Trinity looked a lot like him. She was also a panther, not a tiger like her mother. She had the same black fur, so dark it almost had a bluish sheen to it. Her eyes were the same yellow as his, her hair jet black as well, though longer than his. She was also very thin, her small body not having much muscle to it. Something else he always made sure of. He hated people with fat bodies. They were weak and soft, and he wouldn't have his daughter being some pudgy doughnut of a cat.

Once the girl had pushed her shorts and her white panties down, she spared one glance at him. She flinched her gaze away when she saw him still scowling down at her, quickly moving over to her bed and climbing atop. It was not a large bed, only a single, with a set of sheets that depicted cartoon characters from some show she liked. Something about cartoon horses with big heads. He thought they were ugly as hell. Mirabelle had gotten them for Trin's birthday last year, much to his chagrin. She really needed to stop spending his money on stupid shit like that.

When Trinity was on the bed, she sat on her legs, looking at him with apprehension and a little fear. He missed that look. Arin had stopped looking afraid years ago. It made his cock twitch with excitement. He grinned at her. "Lay down on your back and spread your legs. Show that little cunny to me." Trin didn't quite know what a 'cunny' was, but she did nod quickly and do as he said for fear of him hitting her again. She moved to lay on her back, her head propped up on her pillow, and spread her legs open a little. Not quite as wide as he would have liked, but he did get a good view of that little slit between her legs. He licked his lips, as if he was staring at a well cooked steak.

The best part was he was going to be the first man to ever be there. He had never gotten the chance to take someone's virginity. All his girlfriends had already fucked other guys first. Even his wife had fucked some other guy before they met. He leaned forward and started to crawl onto the bed, moving like a feral predator stalking his prey. "I'm going to take your virginity, sweetie. It's fitting your daddy should be the first man you fuck." Trin still did not know what he was talking about. She had only heard some of the words before, and mostly in other contexts. She hadn't gone through sex-ed yet, and neither he nor Mirabelle had given her 'the talk' yet. But she had some idea about sex, if only the most simplistic understanding about boys and girls being different down there.

Soon, he was hovering over her, his hands on either side of her head, his legs straddling her hips, his cock throbbing at her threateningly. He lowered himself down until his shaft touched her lower belly, tip resting just below her navel. He rubbed himself against her soft fur. "You're going to make daddy very happy. You want to make daddy happy, right?" She nodded quickly, but he saw there were still fearful tears in her eyes. Good. She should be afraid of him. "Good." He moved himself back, until his tip was pressing against her tiny, puffy lips. "Now hold still while daddy rapes your tiny cunt."

He moved his hand and pressed it against her flat chest to pin her down. Then he started to push forward. Trinity started to whimper, then whine, then cry out as he spread those lips wider and wider. "I-it... hurts!"

He grunted, pushing harder. "I don't care if it hurts, baby. You'll take your daddy's cock or I'll make you hurt!" He pushed harder as she started to squirm, tears now running from her eyes. Suddenly his tip slipped inside, and he felt it press against the barrier just inside. He took a breath, and shoved himself forward as hard as he could. The girl shrieked in pain as he not only ripped through her virgin barrier, but shoved his cock deep, spreading her wide. "Fffffuck! That is so good!" He pressed his hand against her chest harder, his claws slipping out to just poke at her soft flesh. "You're such a tight little cub! Fuck I missed this!"

"S-stop! It hurts! Please!" She begged him, crying out loud again as he started to shove himself deeper into her, not caring at all about her pain. His hips started to hump at her, his cock sliding back out, only to cram back inside. Her inner walls were so tight around him, trembling and clenching from the pain. The way she was crying, begging, squirming and screaming. It was everything he wanted her to do. He wanted her in pain like this. She was such a stupid little cunt. Always saying stupid things, doing stupid things, wanting stupid things. She needed to know her place, and that was under him like this, on his cock like a good little girl should be.

When he looked down, he saw the blood on his cock whenever he pulled it out, more drooling onto her bed. When he shoved back inside of her, she screamed even louder as he started to tear her tiny pussy. It not only made her get that much tighter, but it made his cock twitch and pulse harder. "That's it, you little bitch. Daddy is going to ruin this tiny cunt" He pressed his hand down on her flat chest harder, keeping her squirming body pinned to the bed as he started to really thrust hard, cramming as much of himself as he could into her. He was surprised that he could get the whole length inside, if only just barely. He felt his tip ramming against the back of her pussy, right against the base of her womb, his balls slapping against her ass at the same time.

She definitely wasn't liking it, screaming and kicking under him. Her please were replaced by her wailing and sobbing as he struck deep inside of her over and over. His shaft pulsed and throbbed, really to load the little girl up. He had been so frustrated, and his efforts earlier to jerk himself off, while unable to finish, had gotten him ready. He grunted, shifting his grip to hold both of her shoulders, his claws just slightly digging into her. "Fuck... Daddy's going to give you such a big load!" He groaned as his hips smacked against hers. "Daddy's going to to breed your tiny cunt!"

He threw his head back and let out a loud growling roar as he came, harder than he had in years. He rammed himself as deep as he could, making sure his load blasted right against her cervix, pouring up into her womb as much as filling the tiny tunnel. Much of it oozed out around his shaft, drooling down his balls, mixed with her blood to be a pinkish color. He thrust several more times as he shot again and again. "That's it, Trin! Daddy's going to put a litter in your belly!" The girl was still sobbing and flailing under him as he filled her, feeling the slimy warm spunk flowing into her, stinging at her already abused pussy.

He yanked himself out of her just as quickly as he had rammed in, her hips flopping to the bed under him. His cock shot several more thick ropes onto her belly, while much of the cum he left inside of her drooled out. "Fuck... that was so much fun." He chuckled, shifting his grip away from her shoulders, instead moving to gently stroke her cheek. "And congratulations. You won the game. You got daddy to cum inside you!" She just sniffled and sobbed, but the screaming had stopped now that he had pulled out. "And now daddy needs to give you your prize for winning. Are you ready?"

She shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "N-no..." She sniffled and whimpered, only to let out a scared yelp when he suddenly grabbed her chin. "P-Please... d-don't hurt me anymore, daddy!"

He chuckled, moving to sit back on his haunches. His cock was still rock hard, pointing at her and throbbing as it drooled his last load. "I'm going to hurt you even more if you don't do what I say, you little slut!" He moved his grip from her jaw to grab a handful of her hair. "Now open your mouth so daddy can give you your reward!" She just whimpered at him, so he yanked her hair, jerking her head back. "DO IT!" She yelped again, slowly opening her mouth. "Wider!" Another whimper, but she did as he said, opening as wide as she could. "Good." He got up onto his knees and moved closer. "Now keep your mouth open. And if I feel your teeth, I'll break them."

She didn't have to wonder very long what he meant by feeling teeth. He pressed his messy cock into her mouth, then pushed forward. She tensed up immediately, tasting the mixture of blood and cum and her father's flesh. He started to pump his hips back and forth again, his balls swinging under him. "Good girl." He gripped her head with both hands, pulling her closer to push more of himself into her maw. "Already a good cock sucker." He scoffed. "You take after your mother." He felt her mouth twitch and quiver, her muscles already getting tired from holding it open like this.

He pulled back only a little, dragging his cock across her tongue. Without warning, he shoved his hips forward, yanking her head back at the same time. His cock shoved deep down her throat, completely cutting off her air. So deep that she couldn't even gag properly. "There you go! Take it all!" He laughed, thrusting in short, hard movements, his balls slapping her chin over and over. He kept one grip on the top of her head to keep her nose mashed up against his crotch. His other moved down under her chin, pressing to her throat. He felt the bulge where his cock filled it, felt it moving with every thrust. "Gods, you're actually a better cock sucker than your mother!"

She reached out and grabbed his hips, trying to push him away. Her own little claws poked at him, but he had always insisted she keep her claws trimmed, so they didn't even scratch him. As he thrust hard, she started to struggle more and more, her lungs burning for air. He watched as her eyes went wide and bloodshot, filled with terror and panic. She looked up at him, silently pleading him to let her go, to get a breath. He denied her, his cock throbbing hard as he left it jammed in place. Her throat clenched around him, over and over as it instinctively tried to swallow to get the obstruction out of the way. Her legs even started to kick again, her little belly undulating as every muscle of her body worked as hard as it could to try and clear the blockage and get a breath.

She started to get warmer and warmer around him as her pulse rose more and more. Her struggles grew more frantic and unfocused, her hands hitting against him in a wild flurry. It all drove him on, his cock throbbing harder as he grew closer yet again. He gripped at her head once more, yanking it close to mash her nose against his crotch again. "Fuck... here it comes, baby!" He let out a loud cry as he came again, blasting another load, this one pouring down her clenching throat and into her stomach. He held himself inside of her mouth for several shots, just until her body started to really shake against him. Only then did he pull back, several more shots blasting into her mouth as he yanked himself free. Enough that when she started to gag and cough, cum bubbled out of her nose as much as her mouth.

He let her go, and she started to cough and hack up gobs of his spunk, while he stroked himself to blast several more ropes onto her face and nose. "You're supposed to swallow all of it, cunt." He grunted as another shot landed on her nose. "You'll get better at it with practice. And we will be practicing a lot more s-" His words died in his throat when he heard a startled, horrified gasp from the doorway. His head snapped to the side, though he already knew what he was going to see. His wife, Mirabelle, stood in the doorway. She still wore her work clothes, a pair of brown trousers, and a button down t-shirt in green, her nametag still pinned just above her right breast. The tiger's hands were over her mouth, her blue eyes wide with horror as she looked at her daughter coughing and hacking up his cum.

She turned her gaze to him, and the two stared at each other in silence for several seconds. Her look said everything to him. How could he? It was their daughter! Then a new fearfulness moved into her gaze when she saw his look, almost challenging her to say anything, do anything about it. Three seconds of eternity passed between them, and she accepted his challenge. Her fear melted with a look of panicked determination. "Shit." He swore the moment she turned and ran, and he launched himself off of the bed to follow, leaving Trinity to cough and gasp and cry.

The moment his feet hit the ground, he nearly crawled his way forward, almost slashing at the air to move faster. He skidded into the hall as he turned, pushing off of the wall to keep his momentum going. Mirabelle had a head start, and he saw her tail rounding the corner into the living room. He knew what she was after, and he had to get to her before she got it. His feet thudded on the floor as he charged forward, jaw clenched and teeth bared. He rounded the corner just in time to see her pulling his hunting shotgun off of its mount on the wall. Even though he never went hunting anymore, he always kept the thing both well maintained, and loaded with several shells.

She was just swinging it around when he was upon her, grabbing the barrel with one hand, the stock with the other. "No you don't!" He shouted, trying to wrestle the weapon out of her grasp. He had managed to grab it before she had her finger near the trigger, but all she needed to do was point it near him and fire and he would be done.

"FUCKING BASTARD!" She shouted at him, yanking and pushing as much as he was. The two felines pushed and pulled, swinging around the living room with the struggling dance for supremacy. His thrashing tail crashed into a standing light, knocking it over, the bulb shattering against a coffee table. She was forced back against a bookshelf, knocking over the little clock sitting on it and sending several books tumbling to the floor. She managed to spin around with him and get him to slam into it next, a display of his paltry few awards of service bouncing off of his shoulder and smashing at his feet.

He growled, turning hard and spinning with her again. This time, his foot lashed out in a straight kick, right into her belly as hard as he could. She grunted and winced as all the air was knocked out of her lungs in a great whoosh. It was just enough for him to wrench the weapon away from her as she stumbled back, nearly falling over herself into the entry hall. His fury burned hotter than he had ever felt, a hatred for the woman. He was barely thinking, seeing only red as he pointed the shotgun right at her. "CUNT!" He pulled the trigger, the shotgun jerking in his hands.

A spray of buckshot and pellets blasted out, catching Mirabelle right in her chest. Her shirt exploded outwards, as did her tits, and most of her chest. A spray of blood and shredded flesh. Her already off balance body jerked back, sending her careening into a table. She crashed into the thing, shattering the wood as her back struck the wall. She crumpled to the floor amid the debris, her head thumping off of the ground with a sickening thud. Only then did she seem to realize what had happened, her mouth open, blood drooling down her chin. There was panic in her wide eyes as everything below her neck felt like it had been deep in molten iron. She tried to speak, but only a wet gurgling croak came out, her body started to shiver as shock rapidly set in, thankfully denying her feeling the worst of it.

Lars let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, the shotgun shaking a little in his hand. He looked down at his wife as she bled out onto the floor. Her chest was blasted open in a gory mess, her ribs exposed through shredded muscles and fat. She shivered, her tail twitching, her legs quivering, her eyes staring ahead at nothing in particular as tears started to run from them. She was going to die. There was absolutely nothing anyone could do about it. She was unlucky enough that the initial blast did not instantly kill her. If he was being kind, he would put another shot through her head and end her misery.

His expression hardened as he pumped the shotgun, sending the empty shell casing clattering to the ground. He was not kind. "M-Mommy...?" He turned to see Trinity slowly moving around the corner. She was still naked, face and belly covered in his cum. Her legs were unsteady under her as she stared at her mother, eyes wide with confusion and fear again. He glanced at Mirabelle, seeing the fearful look the tiger was giving. And he smiled. He was already damned for this. He might as well go all the way.

He turned back to his little girl, stepping in front of her. The young panther kitten gasped, almost as if she had not seen him there until that moment. "Don't worry about your mother anymore, sweetie. You're going to do exactly what your father says. Do you understand?" She stood there, panting slightly. She nodded quickly, though he could tell she was also somewhat in shock right now. "Good girl." He smiled. "Open your mouth for me, sweetie. Just like before."

She flinched back with a whine. "N-no! I-I... couldn't.. breathe! I-I don't want to do that aga-AHH!" He swung the gun forward, smashing the barrel against her nose so hard it made her stumble backwards. She had to reach out, her hand brushing the floor to keep from completely falling over. When she looked back, there was a little blood trickling from a small cut above her right eyes.

He bared his teeth at her. "DO NOT TEST MY PATIENCE, CHILD! Do what I say! Now open your fucking mouth!" She was crying again, tears streaming down her cheeks. But she did as he said this time, opening her mouth wide for him again. He saw some of his cum still inside there, coating her tongue a little. It made his cock twitch. She squeezed her eyes shut tight, bracing herself, fully expecting him to shove his dick down her throat and choke her on it again. He was tempted, but had a different idea in mind.

Her eyes snapped open when hot metal pressed against her forehead. She smelled burning, like a used match. He pressed the barrel of the shotgun forward, looking right into her eyes. Then pulled the trigger. He was momentarily blinded by the flash, then the top of her head vanished in a spray of blood, bone, and brains, all mashed to a pulp by the blast. Her body jerked and staggered, swaying on her feet. Blood started to spurt and spray, drooling down her body. Everything above her jaw was gone, turned into gobs of gore that splattered against the wall behind her.

Her body fell to the ground in a wet splat once all the muscles realized they no longer had any direction, and everything started to shake. She trembled and twitched, legs kicking, tail smacking the ground, arms flailing about. Her ruined pussy suddenly started to spray a stream of piss onto the floor, splashing out into the growing pool of blood in a great arc. He watched, smirking to himself. His cock also throbbed. He had watched loads of videos on D-Gen of girls getting murdered in so many different ways, but seeing it first hand, where he could also smell it. It was something else.

His dick demanded he fuck something again, needing another release to such a display. He tossed the shotgun to the ground and got down onto his knees. He gripped his daughter's shoulders, feeling her still trembling in his grip. He turned her so he was looking at the remains of her skull, her tongue flopping about like a fish out of water. He pulled her close, aiming his shaft with the opening to her throat, and rammed himself forward. "FUCK!" He cried out as he felt her throat somehow even tighter than before. The muscles were going completely wild around him, clenching, clamping, pulling him deeper, as if her dying corpse was trying to milk him of another load. It was the best thing he had ever felt in his life.

He wasted no time, just started to ram himself deep down that convulsing throat over and over. He didn't care that his front was getting coated in her blood and gore. A shower would fix that. If anything, it almost made this even better. He reached out to grasp at her flat chest, not holding back and just digging his claws into her flesh. He dragged her back against him as he rammed his hips forward, fucking into her as fast and hard as he could. His cock was already pulsing and throbbing, the sight of her head exploding into the spray of gore having already turned him on so much. The feeling of the clenching only drove him on more, as well as watching her tiny body flailing about as it struggled against its own inevitable fate.

He grunted, panting hard, his tail thrashing behind him. "Fuck... fuck... fuck... take it you little shit!" He held nothing back, his orgasm rapidly approaching, building to a height he had never felt before. His cock jerked and tensed, his balls quacking as they slapped against what used to be the base of her brain. "Fuck... AHHH! SHIT!" He threw his head back as he came, even harder than his last, despite it being his third in such a short time. He rammed himself forward into her, blasting wave after wave of seed down her dying throat.

"Best fucking thing ev-" He never heard the gunshot that ended his words. He never felt the bullet as it struck the back of his head, ripped through his brain, or the front of his head exploding outwards in a blast of gore and brains. His body jerked only once, shivered and trembled for a second, then fell backwards. His head struck the floor with a wet thump, eyes wide and staring up at nothing. His cock popped free from the throat, spraying several more ropes of cum up into the air as his hips twitched and thrust at nothing, most of his seed landing on his own gory-soaked crotch.

Mirabelle did not lower her hand so much as stop fighting gravity. The pistol thumped to the floor as it slid out of her grasp. His pistol. The table she had been sent through was the same he left all of his things on. She was also sitting on his police hat, and his badge was somewhere in the debris. She had been somewhat brought back to her senses by the second shotgun blast, looking up only enough to see she was too late to do anything to stop him. She had fumbled for the pistol, and he was kind enough to sit still long enough for her to aim at him, even with her hand as shaky as it was.

Now the tiger closed her eyes, letting her head fall to the floor once again. It had taken everything she had left for her last act. She didn't struggle anymore, the cold numbness already spreading through her whole body. But she felt her tears, stinging at her eyes like burning embers. She couldn't save her daughter. But at least he would never hurt another girl again. It was the one thing she could be proud of as she faded away.

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