>>67038781>I hear a door swing open from the side. My associate steps out.>"...so?" He licks his lips and fidgets.>"We're good to go. Do it in the van, don't wanna risk anything." the creepy guy grabs her by her arm and hoists her, carrying her out to the van. I follow along and get in the drivers seat, checking my phone and any cams while I wait. A few minutes later and his "business" finished and he waves me off. >Vile thing but a useful asset. I drive on down to my place of business. >I pull into my little workshop and lock up. Can't have her escape, now. I get a stun stick just in case. I swing open the back door and brace. She's still out. I give her a quick taze to check. No reaction. Out she is dragged and into my chair. I strap her in, triple checking then dose her with some wakeup shot.>It'll flush her in just a minute.>Coughing and sputtering and there she is.>"Morning. You sleep good?">"Stella what the f-hnnng." >"Sore?">"The hell did you do to me?" she clasps her legs together.>"Me? Nothing. The guy that helped me nab you? Guess.">Fang's eyes go wide and she spews all over herself.>"...fuck you." she manages to spurt out as she heaves.>"Now now. No need for that." I step forward and grab my "preener".>"Good little girls don't swear." I place the device in place, two handled and a ring. I slide it up her wing.>I squeezed, then pull. A large chunk of feathers comes out.>"fffffuUAAACK!">I repeat.>"GGGNNNNAAAH!">I keep going until we've gone nice and bald. >I step forward to check in on her, wings dripping.>"Well I feel better now. You?" she can't even look up to me. A shame.>I decide now's the time to finish. I grab my blade and stand behind her. A slash across the neck and sputtering and coughing following.>I quietly count the time out in my head. Two minutes now passed and we're in the clear. Unstrapped, into the melter. Same as always. one more, this one's awful