I butchered my grandparents in MSpiant
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I butchered my grandparents in MSpiant
I want to tell you exactly how and why I did it.
They just piss me off, there’s never a moments peace. My gran just comes in my room without knocking, I mean I could be raping my hand, the stupid cat never leaves me alone, I wish I was invisible. She was a worthless piece of shit on my shoe who auto-backs him up every time I challenge him. It's true, I challenge him whenever I can, he’s an old has been, a shadow of his former self who will be dead and forgotten within a few years. He also cheats at board games and he can’t handle the fact I can beat him. Yes, I hate my grandparents.
It was late last night when I decided to call their sins to account, I’d just had enough of his lying and cheating. It was one am and the house was silent, they had gone to bed at the same time as they ALWAYS ducking DO! Eight pm every night without fail they hit the sack. The house could be burning down, there could be a king size steam roller about to obliterate the entire place but they would say
Creatures of habit are lifeless and dead anyway. They are old, I hate them and they should die.
I took all my clothes off so I could wash myself down. I slowly went down stairs and raided the fridge. She had made me a cake earlier today, my favourite chocolate fudge brownie cake. I cut a wedge off with the kitchen knife and poured myself a glass of milk.
I opened their bedroom door and just stood looking at them as they lay there. He was snoring like a ducking pig like it was gagging to death on a phallus and she had that ducking eye mask on which makes no difference. I mean she’s asleep! WHY THE duck DO YOU COVER YOUR EYES WHEN YOU SLEEP!!? Their lives are pointless. I finished my slice of cake, drank my milk and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
Slowly but surely I was able to climb up the bed and tower above his head. I felt powerful, he was at my mercy. You ducking cheat at board games and I’m not going to let you insult me like that ever again. I looked at the kitchen knife in my hand, it was covered in the cake I had just cut. I lifted my arm up high and STABBED THAT ducking LIAR IN THE EYE. He slowly opened his mouth and took a large breath, it was his last and I don’t think he even woke. There was remnants of cake around the wound where the knife cut in and a little blood sprayed on my face, chest and as far down as my peepee.
I moved myself over to the other half of the bed where my gran was sleeping. She was a lighter sleeper and would wake as soon as I touched her. I slowly lifted the sleeping mask off her face and she woke. She looked to her right and saw what I had done to the man she had spent 60 years of her life with. I was surprised how calm she was. She simply said “Travis you are our grandson and we love you very much, we love you Travis” That was just what I needed, I plunged the knife through her left tit and up into her heart. Her eyes widened and she was looking straight through me as the life drained out of her.
I stripped them both naked and my erection had become like steel. I stood back and admired my artwork, it was beautiful. In my head could hear a 60 piece orchestra and a full choir backing this masterpiece but just then, Barney our terrier dog started barking in the other room which took me out of the zone immediately. My erection subsided, duck you Barney for doing that.
I looked on the bedside table and there were my grandparent’s dentures in a glass. They even shared the same ducking glass for their disgusting teeth. I took a pair of the teeth out.
I went for a dirt, wiped the blood off my body and retired back to my room. I lay here now on my bed, masturbating with the dentures in my mouth as I tell you my story.
They just piss me off, there’s never a moments peace. My gran just comes in my room without knocking, I mean I could be raping my hand, the stupid cat never leaves me alone, I wish I was invisible. She was a worthless piece of shit on my shoe who auto-backs him up every time I challenge him. It's true, I challenge him whenever I can, he’s an old has been, a shadow of his former self who will be dead and forgotten within a few years. He also cheats at board games and he can’t handle the fact I can beat him. Yes, I hate my grandparents.
It was late last night when I decided to call their sins to account, I’d just had enough of his lying and cheating. It was one am and the house was silent, they had gone to bed at the same time as they ALWAYS ducking DO! Eight pm every night without fail they hit the sack. The house could be burning down, there could be a king size steam roller about to obliterate the entire place but they would say
“Sorry son, it’s eight pm, you know we go to bed at eight”
“BUT THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE YOU ducking RETARDS!” I’d reply.
“Well maybe so son but it is eight and we don’t like to be late to bed.”
“BUT THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE YOU ducking RETARDS!” I’d reply.
“Well maybe so son but it is eight and we don’t like to be late to bed.”
Creatures of habit are lifeless and dead anyway. They are old, I hate them and they should die.
I took all my clothes off so I could wash myself down. I slowly went down stairs and raided the fridge. She had made me a cake earlier today, my favourite chocolate fudge brownie cake. I cut a wedge off with the kitchen knife and poured myself a glass of milk.
I opened their bedroom door and just stood looking at them as they lay there. He was snoring like a ducking pig like it was gagging to death on a phallus and she had that ducking eye mask on which makes no difference. I mean she’s asleep! WHY THE duck DO YOU COVER YOUR EYES WHEN YOU SLEEP!!? Their lives are pointless. I finished my slice of cake, drank my milk and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
Slowly but surely I was able to climb up the bed and tower above his head. I felt powerful, he was at my mercy. You ducking cheat at board games and I’m not going to let you insult me like that ever again. I looked at the kitchen knife in my hand, it was covered in the cake I had just cut. I lifted my arm up high and STABBED THAT ducking LIAR IN THE EYE. He slowly opened his mouth and took a large breath, it was his last and I don’t think he even woke. There was remnants of cake around the wound where the knife cut in and a little blood sprayed on my face, chest and as far down as my peepee.
I moved myself over to the other half of the bed where my gran was sleeping. She was a lighter sleeper and would wake as soon as I touched her. I slowly lifted the sleeping mask off her face and she woke. She looked to her right and saw what I had done to the man she had spent 60 years of her life with. I was surprised how calm she was. She simply said “Travis you are our grandson and we love you very much, we love you Travis” That was just what I needed, I plunged the knife through her left tit and up into her heart. Her eyes widened and she was looking straight through me as the life drained out of her.
I stripped them both naked and my erection had become like steel. I stood back and admired my artwork, it was beautiful. In my head could hear a 60 piece orchestra and a full choir backing this masterpiece but just then, Barney our terrier dog started barking in the other room which took me out of the zone immediately. My erection subsided, duck you Barney for doing that.
I looked on the bedside table and there were my grandparent’s dentures in a glass. They even shared the same ducking glass for their disgusting teeth. I took a pair of the teeth out.
I went for a dirt, wiped the blood off my body and retired back to my room. I lay here now on my bed, masturbating with the dentures in my mouth as I tell you my story.
Text and art by Jewdozer
Special thanks to Ken Park
Special thanks to Ken Park
jewdozer- Posts : 63
Join date : 2008-09-28
Re: I butchered my grandparents in MSpiant
Dude, I think I love you.
Shoutvomit- Posts : 5
Join date : 2008-09-27
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