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 No.1150

This one's a work in progress but I thought I'd Post Part 1 since it's fairly self contained.

Ruki at the Snuff Club


(Digimon, peril, exhib, posing, public, gun, eventual snuff)



	
"And where we have the main hall Miss Rumiko, as mentioned in our contract, what you are to see and hear today is the strictest of privacy, and highly illegal, so any info leaked would heavily incriminate you as well. We'l set you up as we go, but if you'd just sign this paper work" Ruki looked on fascinated at the club surrounding her as their guide talked. It was incredible, at first glance the club looked like a regular old style gentlemen's smoking club, wooden walls, heads mounted on teh walls, and men smoking in plush chairs. But after a second Ruki noticed the rest of the picture, the heads on the wall weren't form animals, they were from women, and aside from men conversing and smoking there were naked women all around, some in elaborate contraptions that Ruki couldn't exactly figure out the purpose of.

	
"Wait, you said Illegal? And those heads on the wall there..." Ruki trailed off.

	
The guide looked up surprised, "You mean your mother didn't tell you? This is a snuff club, it's a place for men, and a few women, to enjoy killing other women." He paused. "You're here as your mother's 'Master' today, since she wasn't allowed to use the premises without one and for some reason she didn't agree to be under the general care of the club."

	
Ruki's mouth gaped open. "Wait, you mean this is really a palce where they kill people?" slowly Ruki looked around realizing the purpose of some of the devices, at least one or two, she could see a woman strapped against the wall her breasts painted like a dart board, and another woman with her breasts hovering over what Ruki now realized was a portable grill. There was even a guillotine, though it wasn't currently being used. and those were only the devices Ruki could Identify.

	
The Guide nodded. "Well yes, but, really we only guarantee one snuff per month, and any other instances of it happening are quite rare, as you can imagine, since aside from the lottery each month we require that the women volunteer. We don't get many volunteers, so the amount of women snuffed here is actually quite low." The guide looked over at Ruki's mom, Rumiko. She was clearly nervous, and the expression on her face was closer to horror than the intruiged curiousity that Ruki was certain was on her own face. Rumiko barely seemed to be taking in any of her surroundings, and every time she did catch sight of something she would flinch and quickly turn away only for the cycle to begin again when she caught sight of something else.

	
"Ah! I see you have completed the paperwork. If you could hand that to me then I'll go put it on file and you and your photography crew can begin your photo shoot."

	
Ruki looked over at the table in the center of the room that was apparently going to be the center of her mother's photoshoot if the way the camera crew were setting up was any indication. There were cuffs at each of the four corners and the Table itself swiveled so that it conld be brought vertical. all that was interesting enough, but what really got Ruki's attention was the groove that bisected the table lengthwise, and near where the bottom of the groove would be if the table were tilted, was a buzz saw. Ruki goggled at the sight, it was like something out of one of those old movies with the log flumes. Ruki's attention drifted as her mom was strapped onto the machine so that the buzz saw, when activated, would threaten to cut her in half from her pussy onwards. Ruki could vaguely hear someone reassuring her mother about how the machine would automatically cut off before she was hurt, but Ruki's attention was already being pulled away by the fascinating room.

	
Ruki started walking a bit towards some of the preserved female heads on display, wondering if they were real. She didn't realize that, sensing an opportunity some of the photography team had broken off to follow her with a camera.

	
Ruki was staring at a mounted trophy of a green eyed redheaded girl when she heard a man clear his throat. "Excuse me miss, but I couldn't help but notice you there. Would you mind if I felt you up? I'm rather curious if you'll work for an idea of mine."

	
Ruki jumped, surprised at the sudden request and turned around. The man was dressed like he was going on safari, in a beige outfit topped with a Pith helmet, he was somewhat older, with a large bushy grey moustache.

	
"You see," the man continued. "I'm a hunter, but I also do a bit of taxidermy here at the club, that trophy you were admiring was actually one of mine, I took her down and mounted her head myself." The man looked Ruki up and down appraising her. "When I saw you standing next to her I couldn't help but notice how well formed your legs and rear are. They're very nice, and I was wondering, if I could check your budding breasts and pussy as well?"

	
Ruki looked around, her mother was strapped down on the buzz saw table now and since Ruki was standing near the wall behind the crown of her mom's head there was no way that Rumiko would notice if she agreed. Something about this club had made her extremely excited and curious, and she couldn't see the harm in allowing the man to feel her up since, as the guide said, you could only be snuffed here if you volunteered first. "Sure," Ruki said to the old man, smiling as she agreed. "I don't mind if you feel me up." With that Ruki reached down, and grasped the hem of her shirt, rolling it up to give the hunter access to her budding breasts. Ruki's chest was virtually flat, her tits were just starting to develop and were currently little more than a paire of tiny bulges around her puffy pink nipples.

	
Ruki grinned as she saw the hunter's eyes locked on her nipples. "Like what you see?"

	
"Oh very much so. Your puffy nipples are just what I was looking for, and with the size of your breasts, they're emphasized rather than overshadowed as they would be with a larger pair." the hunter mentioned as he reached forward, pinching and pulling at Ruki's pink nipples.

	
As his fingers traced circles around Ruki's nipples Ruki grinned. "Surely you're not satisfied with just my tits?"

	
The hunter smiled, liking the girl's enthusiam. "Well, your nipples are fantastic, but they weren't why I approached you..."

	
Ruki smirked, enjoying the back and forth teasing with the hunter and the feeling of doing something taboo out in the open. "Well then, why don't I show you what you came here to see?" Ruki slowly unbuttoned her jeans revealing a pair of lacy pink panties covering her pubic mound.

	
The Hunter stared as Ruki slipped her thumbs into the sides of her panties and pulled them down teasingly, revealing the girl's bare hairless cunt. Pushing her jeans and panties down around her knees, Ruki smirked at the hunter. “Was my cunt,” the redhead pulled a hand up, teasingly spreading her soft lower lips as she spoke, “why you wanted to talk with me?”
Ruki's pussy was spread just enough for the Hunter to see a hint of her inner passage, the soft pink inner walls of her labia beckoning him forth. He nodded and reached out his hand. “Yes, You certainly seem like what I was looking for...” the Hunter paused.

	
“You know, You can touch if you need to...” Ruki mentioned smirking at the Hunter, her fingers spreading herself a bit wider to emphasize her point. The Hunter needed no more prompting, reaching forth to touch her virgin cunt. Ruki grinned a bit as the hunter squeezed her puffy outer lips, rolling them between his fingers to judge their texture. She felt exhilirated, the feeling of being on display, here of all places, the danger, even though it was remote, of having this stranger watch her, it was an incredible rush.

	
“So, do I pass?” Ruki asked, bucking slightly as the hunter slid his index finger inside of her to probe her inner walls. There was a flash and Ruki noticed a member of her mom's camera crew had broken away and was now taking pictures of her as she let the hunter feel her up. Ruki jumped, startled as she realized what was happening. The crewmember looked at her and she grinned in response, blushing from embarassment, but pleased at the attention.

	
“For now at least, I'd really need to test you out to make sure... Aren't you curious what I want to use you for?” The hunter asked, his finger still immersed inside of her.

	
“If you want to tell me...” Ruki grinned, enjoying the feel of the hunter's callused trigger finger inside of her virgin snatch. Of course, the physical sensation was only part of it, the real rush was the illicit thrill of doing something naughty like this in public, her mom nearby but unaware of what her daughtwer was up to. There was a thrill of being watched, of being caught, of being used in public. Ruki loved it.

	
“I want to use your body as a gun rack for my rifle here.” The hunter revealed, hefting an old fashioned hunting rifle.

	
Ruki eyed the gun intruiged, “You mean you want to shove that...” she looked up and down the metal barrel and wooden undercarriage, her sight lingering on the hooked metal sights that pointed up at the end. “Into my pussy?”

	
“If you'd let me...” the hunter hunter offered. “I'd have to test you out before I decided to use you for sure though,” the hunter pulled his finger out of Ruki's tight cunt running the tip over her inner walls as he withdrew the digit. “but I'm optimistic about how you'd work out from what I've seen so far.”

	
Ruki could feel a thrill go through her as the hunter explained the next step. Her pulse raced. This man wanted to snuff her. He wanted to shove the barrel of his gun into her pussy so that he could see how she'd do as a stuffed girl gun rack. Ruki knew that the club rules protected her. That the hunter couldn't snuff her without her consent. But still, the risk, the peril, sent her heart racing.

	
“Well, maybe...” Coming to a decision, Ruki arched her shoulders back to show off her budding tits beneath her rolled up T-shirt, really just the puffy nipples swelling from her chest, before bending over double, her head almost on the ground. “Okay.” Ruki looked back at the hunter and his rifle through her legs.

	
“I'll let you...” She said nervously, reaching up and spreading her pussy lips with her fingers, just enough to give the hunter, and the entire room, a glimpse into her tempting snatch. “I'm not agreeing to be stuffed though! This is just so you can see what I would've looked like...” Ruki teased trying to cover up the thrill of fear passing through her at the thought of having the gun inside her sensitive virgin cunt.

	
“Of course,” the hunter hefted his gun, bringing the tip of the barrel to the opening of her pussy.

	
Ruki shivered as the cool metal touched the opening of her splayed pussy lips. “Um... Is that loaded?” Ruki asked, her heart beating twice as fast as the possibility occurred to her.

	
“Well, yes, but I can turn the safety on if you wish?” the Hunter answered.

	
Ruki thought about it. It would be safer... but... “Leave it off...”

	
“As you wish.” The hunter agreed, smiling. “From what I felt earlier, you may want to brace yourself.”

	
Ruki nodded, not trusting her voice, and pulled her fingers away from her pussy and placed them on the hard wood floor beneath her, the tips of her fingers leaving damp marks on the wood from where her pussy juices still clung to them. She straightened up a bit so that her pussy pointed straight back.

	
“Okay...” Ruki agreed nervously, “I'm ready.”

	
Ruki shivered as the hunter pushed the nozzle of the gun inside her. The First few inches slipped in easily, aside from the thick metallic sights she had seen poking up from the barrel. She could feel the sights pressing against her inner walls, digging in, but not hard enough to break the skin or even be painful, just, straining. Ruki could feel the metal bulge at the end of the wooden forestock pressing against her pussy, smooth against her lower lips.

	
The hunter gave the redhead a few seconds to adjust to the size inside her, before pushing on the stock of the gun, holding the barrel steady.

	
Ruki's eyes bulged as the gun slowly forced its way into her most tender of places. She could feel her lower lips slowly being spread to accommodate the increased girth of the gun. The hunter had to force the metal cap into her, and it scraped against her tender inner walls.

	
She shivered each time the hunter shoved the gun further in, well aware that the loaded gun could fire, sending a bullet through her young cunt. Ruki thought she remembered hearing that a gun could even misfire if it was jerked around too much...

	
Her heart was pounding, and her pussy was soaking with arousal. Ruki had never had something like this inside her before. She'd masturbated, even broken her own hymen with her fingers, but this was something completely new. The strain was incredible. She felt stretched like she'd never been before. Already the tip of the gun, the loaded gun, had pushed further inside her than her fingers ever had. The iron sights were rubbing against her inner walls in places that had never been touched.

	
Ruki was completely caught up in the moment, the feel of the metal carrying strap ring as it passed across her inner walls was incredible. Knowing that even though the Hunter probably wouldn't pull the trigger, there was still a loaded gun inside her that could go off accidentally at any moment. She'd never felt so aroused. Still even as soaked as she was, Ruki's cunt was so tight that the Hunter had to struggle to get the rifle inside her.

	
“Uh!” The gun was almost half way to her cervix now, and Ruki could feel the wooden part of the forestock passing through the entrance to her body. The rough grain of the wood against her inner passage was incredible, but not as incredible as the rush she got from doing this in public like she was.

	
Inch by inch the hunter forced the gun inside her, the metal sights and wooden stock undercarriage rubbing against her inner walls, stretching her pussy wider than she'd even gone, until finally she could feel the tip of the barrel, the metal now warmed by her body, press against her cervix.

	
“Ugh!” She couldn't keep from crying out as the hunter pushed one final time, almost, but not quite lodging the barrel in the entrance to her womb.

	
“Well, it's a bit of a struggle, but it certainly fits...” The hunter said, holding onto the gun and running his eyes over Ruki's pussy, admiring the way her body had engulfed the rifle.

	
Ruki's mind was racing. This was incredible. Here she was, mostly naked in the middle of an open room, with a gun lodged almost 8 inches into her cunt. She didn't want it to end. “Is... is that all?” She asked, panting.

	
“Well, you'd hardly do as a proper gun rack if I have to hold the gun up in you...” The hunter admitted. “If you're up for it, could you bend over a little more so that the gun points upwards? I'm hoping that the gun will support its own weight inside you.”

	
A sudden rush filled Ruki as she remembered just why this was happening. Even though she hadn't agreed to go along with it, the hunter was asking her to pose like this because he wanted to use her as a gun rack, another trophy to stuff and show off to the rest of the club. Strangely, the thought only served to drive Ruki's arousal even higher. And even though the hunter wouldn't fire without her consent, there was still tat element of risk, of threat, made worse by the fact that the gun was loaded and the safety was off, and there was still a chance it could misfire even without the Hunter pulling the trigger.

	
“Sure.” Ruki said, sucking in a deep breath of air to brace herself. Her hands were trembling, and she could feel her pussy squeezing tight around the gun inside of her. “Just... Just gimme a second.”

	
The hunter's hand was on the stock, bracing the weight, but even so there was an incredible pressure against Ruki's inner walls as gravity tugged on the gun, trying to pull it out of her. Slowly, she bent deeper, until she was bent almost double, her pussy pointing straight at the sky, and wrapped her arms around her legs, each hand clasping her other forearm so that she wouldn't be tempted to grab the gun instead. Finally, she was in position. Bent double, her arms around her legs clasped in front of her so that her tiny breasts could be seen easily from between her legs. The whole pose was capped with her pussy pointed at the ceiling the gun sticking out of it so that to those watching it looked almost like a flag planted in her cunt to claim it.

	
Ruki watched through her legs as the hunter removed his hand and stepped away.

	
The strain was incredible, she could feel the gun as it shifted a bit to the side, the back end moving so that it braced against the junction at the front of her pussy, the wooden undercarriage less than an inch away from her clit. As the back end of the gun tilted one way, the sight at the front end dug into the opposite wall of her pussy. Her eyes widened.

	
The gun weighed about ten pounds and Ruki felt like tension would rip her apart; but it didn't. Her pussy held; one, two, three seconds. Enough for her to realize that she wasn't being torn in half, just stretched in a way she'd never been before. And as the seconds passed further, Ruki even started to enjoy the feel of the gun propped in her cunt, weighing her down, stuck in place solely by her body without anything else to brace it.

	
“So? Whad'ya think?” Ruki asked as she caught her breath.

	
“You'd make an excellent gun rack. Are you sure you won't reconsider? You'd look perfect in the corner of my Office...” the Hunter asked.

	
“Nope, I-” *CLICK* Ruki's heart suddenly shot into her throat. Had the gun misfired!? Her pulse raced.

	
*Click* *Click* Click*

	
No. It wasn't the gun. It wasn't loud enough, and she couldn't feel any heat, or pain. Ruki looked around. There were a couple people staring at her, and... one of her mom's camera men!

	
Ruki's mind blanked. She wasn't sure what to think for a moment as the reality of what was happening settled into her mind. 'Oh crap!!!' She thought as she realized she was caught.

	
The camera man was taking pictures! Of her! Nearly naked and posing with a gun sticking out of her pussy!

	
Ruki froze in panic for several seconds before finally remembering where she was. She wasn't caught. She was still in the snuff club. What she was doing was fine, it was probably even expected. In fact... She could totally have some fun with this.

	
“Hey!” Ruki called out teasingly to the camera man, the idea firm in her mind. “Want a real pose for that?”

	
“Sure.” The camera man smiled, a bit patronizingly.

	
Ruki unclasped her arms and began to unbend. The strain in her cunt got even worse, but she tensed her muscles and clamped her pussy down on the rifle inside it until her pussy was pointed up at a 45 degree angle to the ground, the gun hanging out of it, kept stable by the way it was wedged in her almost 8 inches. With her shoulders on the ground and her face looking forward Ruki turned her head to look at the hunter behind her.

	
“Can you grab the gun and put your finger on the trigger? I wanna give this guy a picture he won't forget!” Ruki said, grinning naughtily. She could hear the camera clicking along, taking pictures of her the whole while, and it only served to excite her even further. Ruki didn't think she'd ever been this aroused in her entire life. Her cunt was filled like never before, people were watching her, and now, she'd just asked the hunter, the hunter that wanted to use her as a gun rack, to put his finger on the trigger of the gun, with the safety off, just so that she could pose for a picture! It was dangerous, but that just made Ruki enjoy it even more.

	
As the hunter grabbed the gun, Ruki took her fingers and stuck them in her ears like she was trying to muffle a large sound. She looked back. The hunter was holding the gun now, she could see his finger on the trigger, if he twitched wrong, she was gone, but somehow, that just made her even more excited!

	
Turning back, Ruki grinned at the camera man, prompting him to snap more pictures of her in the pose she had chosen. The clicking was loud enough that with each click, Ruki could almost imagine that it was really the trigger being pulled and firing the gun inside her. Ruki opened her mouth, putting on her best shocked face for the camera so that it would look like the gun had just fired inside of her.

	
“How's that?” She grinned, teasingly as she asked the camera man.

	
“That's great!”

***



	
“Well, I'll definitely need a copy of that picture.” The hunter laughed as he started to slide his rifle out of Ruki's pussy. “Bit of a shame though...”

	
“Hhhh! Hhhh!” Ruki panted as the metal ring and iron sights slid across her sensitive twat. Ruki didn't want it to stop. As the gun withdrew from her body it left her gaping behind it, at least for a few seconds before her strained muscles clenched back into place. It left her feeling unfulfilled. She liked the risk. Liked the feel of it in her. She liked being on display. She didn't want it to end. She wanted... more.

	
“Are you sure you won't reconsider?” The hunter asked one last time. The rifle slid out easier than it went in, but Ruki couldn't help but feel every inch as it rubbed against her inner walls, until finally, only the metal barrel remained.

	
“I...” Ruki hesitated. Up until now it had all been for fun, but as she felt her cunt clench involuntarily around the tip of the barrel as it pulled away from her Ruki couldn't deny wanting more. “Well, uh...” Ruki paused wanting more but unsure how to get it without making it real. “I'm not saying you can, but... Could you... tell me how you'd turn me into a gun rack? If I let you I mean?”

	
“Hmmm...” The hunter mused, pulling the gun out of Ruki's pussy; trailing strings of moisture in its wake. “Why don't we go back to my workshop and I'll show you?”

	
“O-Okay.” Ruki agreed nervously, trying not to sound too eager.

	
Ruki felt empty as she stood up, her pants and panties around her knees. She wouldn't be able to walk well like that she realized. She'd either have to pull them up or take them off. With the excitement thrumming through her body, Ruki pushed her jeans and panties down around her ankles and shrugged them and her shoes off, leaving her naked from the shoulders down. After a second of deliberation, Ruki pulled off the rolled up T-shirt she'd been wearing as well, leaving her completely naked.

	
Bending over, Ruki gathered her clothes in a bundle, exposing her still slightly gaping pussy to the whole room. She caught a few people staring, but that only made her more excited. She wanted to be filled again. Ruki stood back up, her clothes in her arms, and followed the hunter to his workshop.

 No.1152

I like your stories and this one is good.....so far. Are you going to continue the story where Gwen Tennyson is working at the restaurant?

 No.1153

Poor mother is going to suffer a malfunction isn't she?

Oh, and first part it quite nice as well!

 No.1154

Looks promising. Did Ruki's mother nominate the girl as a "mistress" to avoid being snuffed without her (actually, her "mistress'") consent?

 No.1159

>>1150
Rumiko is not going to have an accident at all. Anyone can START the sawblade, but only her "master", Ruki, can turn it off. Thus, the whole distract Ruki thing? Had dual purposes, that is, make sure that Rumiko IS snuffed, in a grotesque and gurochan fashion, and Ruki MIGHT be turned into a gun stand.

 No.1162

>>1152

I plan to, yes, but there's no solid timetable on it.

>>1153

Maybe. We'll see.

>>1154

That's correct.

>>1159

Not quite. there's a chance Rumiko will be Snuffed, certainly. But only her "Master" can order it to happen (that was the point of appointing Ruki and not one of the club members or the film staff). Of course, if Ruki ends up a gun stand, Rumiko will need a new master.

 No.1163

I am looking forward to the rest of this

 No.1172

You have my attention good sir.

I'd personally prefer her to make her own mother pull the trigger, but don't let that delay you. Just my 2 cents. You've got a good thing going here.

 No.1173

You have my rapt attention good sir.


Personally, I'm rooting for Ruki to make her mother pull the trigger.

 No.1174

Awesome story so far. Can't wait for the two of them to be snuffed

 No.1179

>>1150
My suggestions for the Hunter's methods.
Offer Ruki a choice, kill her quickly, with a stiletto to the jugular, then a slow, leisurely skinning of her corpse.

Or, impalement, disemboweling, and skinning, all while alive, followed by decapitation and spit roasting.

 No.1349

So, here's a bit of the next part because I'm slightly stalled and I'm hoping the comments here will spark my writing again.

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The Hunter's workshop was sort of creepy, Ruki thought to herself as she stepped inside. The whole room was paneled in dark wood, and there were taxidermy projects placed on shelves or benches or even in the corners of the room. Ruki could see a Wolf's head missing some teeth, and a bear's head with an eye missing, but that wasn't what drew her eyes. On the far side of the room, were two women, well, they were women once, now they were stuffed displays. One was a girl's torso, limbless and headless, with breasts as large as Ruki's own head. A clear plastic rod, or maybe it was resin? Ran into her pussy, spreading it around its girth. The girl's limbs were on the shelf behind her, as well as her head. She looked young, though obviously older than Ruki, and had pink hair with stars in it. A college co-ed maybe? Ruki wasn't sure.

	
The other display was a woman with wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. She looked to be in her late 20s, and her skin was a light brown that made it hard to tell her ethnicity. This woman was mostly intact, she was bent over with her pussy gaping and pointed straight towards Ruki. One hand was on a knee, and she was looking back at Ruki from beside her legs with her glass eyes. Her other hand was in front of her mouth, and despite missing some fingers, the older woman was clearly blowing Ruki a kiss. The fingers weren't the only damage though, A patch on the brown woman's shoulder was rough, and she was covered in dust.

	
“See something you like?” the hunter asked. “You may examine them if you wish.”

	
Ruki wandered over to the dismantled girl first. The rod was set in a wooden base that said “Mimi” and nothing else. She could see through the holes in her shoulders that Mimi's frame was supported by a metal skeleton filled with some sort of gel.

	
“You can touch if you wish. No need to be shy. I'm especially proud of her.” The hunter continued. “I brought her in to replace the clay and Sawdust I had used with ballistics gel. She came out rather nicely I think. You can feel how soft she is now.”

	
Ruki reached forward and felt Mimi's tits, they were cold, and firm, but they had definite give to them, and they still jiggled slightly from where she had poked them.

	
“If you agree, I'll be using the same method on you.” The hunter added sending a thrill through Ruki's body.

	
“maybe...” Ruki admitted, involuntarily as she moved to the other display. The brass plaque at the base was tarnished, and Ruki could only read a bit of the display's title, “Mih-” but what the girl's name was wasn't important to her, not compared to what she was now.

	
The girl was covered in dust, Ruki realized as she bent down to look into her gaping pussy. Ruki couldn't help but notice it was also dusty.

	
“One of the clubgoers' guests broke off a few of her fingers as souvenirs, then there's also that rough patch on her. I can't get her fixed until we snuff another girl with her complexion since I want the hide to match, so she's been here a while.”

	
Ruki's body trembled at the thought of that happening to her. Being on display, naked, in front of everyone, The hunter's gun shoved in and out of her every day until one day someone just breaks off a piece of her to take home? Being seen as nothing more than a trophy or a piece of furniture, her young pussy being filled constantly... Even if she was no longer around to experience it, Ruki couldn't help but admit that the idea appealed to her.

	
Taking a big breath in, Ruki blew into the stuffed girl's gaping cunt, blowing away the accumulated dust. The pink girl leather interior was weathered and worn by constant use. But Ruki could look all the way inside now.

	
“Is that? Oh wow, I can see her cervix!” Ruki announced, awed. The ring of flesh was tightly shut. “Is her womb still in there too?”

	
“No,” the hunter admitted, “I had that part removed. Had it made into a set of gloves for my wife.” Ruki's eyes widened, she hadn't thought that the hunter had a wife, briefly, Ruki wondered what she'd think when she saw what the hunter had done to her. Ruki never noticed that she'd already started thinking about her upcoming fate as an inevitability.

	
“If you're wondering why her pussy's so worn, we used to use her as a greeting statue in the entry hall; her cunt was used to collect donations. Now, didn't you want to see how I'd make you into my gun rack?”

	
Ruki turned to the hunter, now noticing the various tools of taxidermy scattered about the room. Tools that he'd be using on her, if she let him. Ruki nodded, a bit nervously, her pussy moist from the notion of him using her, and growing damper by the second.

	
“Climb up here,” The hunter gestured to his desk “and we'll go through a few poses first. I'm going to examine you in a bit more detail.”

	
Ruki climbed up on the desk, There were a few tools here and there, a scalpel, calipers, even a speculum. The hunter pushed the tools to the side leaving a clear area in front of him. Ruki crawled over on her hands and knees and knelt before him for inspection.

	
“Hmmm... yes.” He said looking her over once more. “I really do think you'll do nicely,” the hunter continued, running a finger from the nape of her neck until it traced a circle around one of her soft pink nipples. I have a few ideas for what would work, but I bet you've thought of some yourself as well haven't you?” The hunter asked.

	
Ruki nodded, full of nervous energy. Ever since she'd entered the room she'd felt like she'd been losing control. Now, Ruki realized how much she enjoyed it. She could feel her pulse pounding and her pussy heating up as the Hunter asked her to pose for him.

	
“Remember, we'll be using you as a gunrack, so make sure your pussy is accessible,” the Hunter admonished.

	
Ruki pushed up with her hands and pulled her legs out from under her, splaying them wid eto expose her puffy young pussy. Gently, she settled herself down into a sitting position and adjusted her legs so that one was bent with her knee facing the ceiling and the sole of her foot on the desk, and the other leg was similarly bent, but so that the outside of her leg was touching the desk, he knee pointed at the door and the bottom of her foot pointed towards her other foot. The pose deliberately spread her pussy enticingly, and the hunter reached forwards to examine her.

	
“Hmmm...” The Hunter muttered, as he ran his fingers over her Labia “You'll definitely make an excellent display with lips like these. You're a virgin aren't you?”

	
“Yeah.” Ruki admitted, a bit embarrassed. “Except for your gun I mean.” She blushed as the hunter absently fiddled with her flushed lower lips as he looked them over.

	
“You'll stay a virgin once you're stuffed you know. My gun will be the only thing your pussy will ever feel.” The hunter smiled, “That excites you, doesn't it?”

	
Ruki nodded. There was no point in lying, the hunter could probably feel her pulse just by touching her lower lips, her heart was pounding so quickly.

	
“Good,” the hunter smiled. “This pose is no good though. It's very enticing, but you'd never fit my gun like this. Let's try another pose.” The hunter looked her over. “Why don't you start by laying back on the desk and we'll go from there?”

	
“Okay,” Ruki agreed. She was rapidly losing control of the situation, but she was so turned on that she had almost stopped caring. Her lower legs hung off the edge of the desk, her back pressed against the cool mahogany. The hunter gently spread her knees apart revealing her pussy once more.

	
“Beautiful,” the Hunter stated as he looked at Ruki's puffy lower lips. “You're definitely the right choice,” he continued, drawing an excited shudder from Ruki as he stroked the entrance to her young cunt.

	
“Could you, could you show me what you'll do?” Ruki asked. She wanted more, the hunter's teasing just wasn't enough. She wanted to know more, to learn what would be done to her... “If, if I agree I mean.”

	
“I don't see why not.” the hunter stood up and walked over to the work bench, picking up a clear plastic tool.

 No.1351

>>1349
I initially loved this, despite having no knowledge of Digimon or how this relates to it. I'm kind of put off by the implied animal abuse in this part, though; it kind of blows away the whole "consensual" theme.

 No.1358

>>1351
Animal abuse?
Everything dies. Which is sort of the point. Taxidermy is merely a way to preserve a lifelike look.

The methods require removal of all muscle and fat, leaving just the skin and hair or feathers. All soft tissues, such as gums, tongue and eyes have to be replaced. The skin is removed and dried.

 No.1360

>>1358
So they didn't kill the wolf and bear, they just happened to find them dead (or else monitored them and moved in when they died)? And the wolf lost their teeth in an unrelated incident?

 No.1361

>>1360
Wolf lost it's teeth after it died. That's why it's in for repair. I left the backstory on this ambiguous for a reason (it's boring and irrelevant), but the wolf and bear were purchased from a Zoo after they had died. The hunter only hunts women, and even then, only on a consensual basis.

 No.1362

>>1361
TheVistorBlack,
Sort of the very height of hypocrisy to decry animal cruelty in a snuff story. Ignore him. :)

 No.1366

>>1362
Eh, I'm not a fan of animal cruelty. Honestly, I wouldn't have included the animals at all, but I needed more details for the workshop, and adding additional girls sort of flies in the face of "One girl a month, and maybe rarely more than that are snuffed." It's hard to make something seem unusual when it's rather ubiquitous.

 No.1375

>>1361
Oooh, he hunts the most dangerous game?

Hmm, perhaps Ruki and Rumiko could be talked into playing the roles of a she-wolf and her cub in one of those hunts...

 No.1376

>>1375

Maybe in another story - I think TVB has Ruki destined to become a gun rack in this one.

 No.1377

Ruki should be stuffed with her mother- consensually, of course- after they make incestuous love with one another. Their bodies should be displayed side-by-side, one used as a shotgun rack, the other, a rifle rack.

 No.1380

What was the hunter's original plan for Mimi?

 No.1387

>>1380
She's just a Hunting trophy, she was posed legs spread shoulder width apart, one hand fondling her breast the other teasing her clit.

 No.1516

A real gem you are writing here. Please, don't leave it hanging.

 No.1919

>>1516
Hey, you gonna finish this?

 No.1921

It is unlikely that he will continue this. Although he is a good writer, he has the habit of abandoning stories. Too bad really.

He has many others in a similar state.

 No.1922

>>1921
Most of those abandoned are for trades. This one is a personal project. I have no itention of abandoning it.

 No.1923

I'll probably do some more work on it this week. I just need to find some decent visual depictions of speculum scenes For the next part since I was stalled.

 No.1991

	
“Could you, could you show me what you'll do?” Ruki asked. She wanted more, the hunter's teasing just wasn't enough. She wanted to know more, to learn what would be done to her... “If, if I agree I mean.”

	
“I don't see why not.” the hunter stood up and walked over to the work bench, picking up metal tool of some sort. As the hunter returned to view, Ruki could see that the device was actually a specialized speculum.

	
“First, I'd take this and measure you. A formality of course, I already know my hunting rifle will fit you, but it's important anyway to make sure that we don't end up tearing your pussy apart if we ever use you to hold a different gun.”

	
Ruki's imagination sparked at the hunter's words, her mind envisioning her pussy straining under the girth of a large shotgun until it finally tore apart, slowly ripping along the path of the barrel. The hunter sewing up the rip to 'fix' her, not wanting his prize to look damaged.

	
So immersed was Ruki in her fantasy that she almost didn't notice the Hunter spreading her lower lips in anticipation of the speculum. Ruki was shocked back to awareness as the hunter forced the cold metal inside her. For a second, Ruki, still hazy from her erotic daydream, could almost imagine that the hunter was using his gun once more. The chill against her clit and the smooth body of the speculum sliding into her most private of places... Ruki shivered expectantly.

	
“That's why... I need to see just how far you can stretch.” The hunter explained as he started turning the knob that spread the speculum open. This was where the differences between this speculum and a typical medical speculum made themselves apparent. Unlike a typical speculum's two spreading pieces, this speculum had four; the typical two at the top and bottom, and one more for each side.

	
The speculum had slid somewhat easily into Ruki, helped equally by it's smooth form and by her earlier exercise, but that swiftly changed as the hunter turned the aperture screw.

	
Ruki winced in pain as her pussy was forcefully spread apart. The combination of the cold metal and the cool air let into her inner passage as it stretched her open had Ruki shivering heavily. This wasn't helped by the growing strain that the spreading was placing on her cunt.

	
“Urhhh...” Ruki let out a pained grunt as the hunter relentlessly screwed her pussy open. She felt like she was breaking, like she was being ripped apart from her cunt on out.

	
“4 inches, better stop there.” The hunter stated as he eyeballed Ruki's gaping cunt and stared at the clear path all the way into her Cervix. “You know, I've never stuffed a girl as young as you before, but most girls I can get 5 or six inches out of before they start to break. “ he added, running his fingers gently over Ruki's puffy lower lips as he spoke.

	
“Still...” The hunter added, flicking Ruki's excited little nub as his fingers passed over it. “This pose isn't going to work. Scoot back and get your feet back on the desk. Lets see if you'd look better thrusting your hips up in the air.”

	
Ruki struggled to comply with the order. The speculum holding her most private of parts open hampered her movement. Each inch she shifted left her feeling like she was stretched even farther beyond what she could stand. Ruki could see the Hunter, watching as she squirmed and slowly lifted her hips up into the air, leaving her braced entirely on her feet and upped back. He didn't make a single move to help her, but somehow, that just made her straining cunt ache with desire. He wasn't treating her like a person anymore. She was ordered about like an animal at best, but the way she watched her as he examined her body, judging each pose, it wasn't a man admiring a young girl, it was like a collector admiring a piece of art and figuring out if they wanted to buy it. She liked it.

	
“Hmmm... Open your mouth.” The hunter said, walking around the desk to examine Ruki from all angles.

 No.1994

Love the scene with the speculum. Will anything be done to Ruki's breasts? Maybe have someone consider using her as a chandelier, and hang her by her breasts- while she's still alive and able to feel pain and masochistic pleasure, of course?

 No.1995

hey maybe have Ruki's mom be similar enough to the damaged display that he offers to purchase her or something and use her to repair it

 No.1999

>>1994
Unfortunately plans for Ruki don't include her tits being displayed prominently. This is the final outcome for her: https://gurochan.cx/art/src/1423000694470.jpg

>>1995
My plans for Ruki's Mom are currently nebulous.

 No.2000

Part3 is cut on Climax(?)
Cant wait to see next part.

 No.2001

>>2000
Not sure what you mean by cut on climax.

 No.2007

>>2001
Sorry for use gg translate .
I mean this part >>1991 should be to finish this ruki test measure.
And prepare to climax(snuff) part.

 No.2010

>>2007
actually no. There's a bit more posing to be done. At least one more. and I'm still not sure How I'm going to handle the actual snuff portion.

I'm open to suggestions of course, but they need to be methods that do minimal external harm to Ruki. She needs to be easily made into the gun rack after all.

 No.2011

>>2010
Something that came to mind to me is that she decided to walk around a while and think about it, and she runs into her mother. Her mother had been wanting to go through getting snuffed, but didn't want to leave Ruki alone. Having overheard the offer made to Ruki, her mother offered her support if she wanted to go through with it, as it would let her go through getting snuffed without abandoning Ruki. They end up deciding to both do so, and the hunter offers to process Ruki's mother too afterwards. Ruki asks if he can keep her around long enough to watch what he does to her mother.

Didn't have an idea what they did to her mom, but did imagine that she watched her mom being skinned and then the taxidermy done on her. However, she wonder's what it would feel like, so she asks the hunter if she could be kept alive while he skins her so that she could see what it felt like, and so she could see what "she" would look like after he finishes. He goes off and comes back, saying that it might be possible, and he gives her some medications that lets her not die so fast. He starts skinning her, having given some pain meds to take the edge off the pain, and as he proceeds, he has to cut off her legs and arms as he's skining them to try and keep her skin in one piece. In the end, her skinless head and torso are left, barely alive, but intrigued, as she watches him process her skin and make the gun rack out of her. He helps keep her alive long enough for her to see what he made from her, before he tosses out what's left after she dies.

Not very realistic, but it was an idea that came to mind to me.

 No.2012

#2011
Why have him throw out the meat, why not have him cook and serve the mean at hall, and have Ruki's mother be a temporary replacement for that older damaged taxidermy mentioned earlier in the story (just until the older taxidermy is repaired), and have Ruki's mother be spread eagle after being taxidermy

 No.2014

>>2011
>>2012
Current Plan for Ruki's mom is that once Ruki's gone, control over her mom is given to the Hunter. And ending there. I don't really want to add another arc to this story (which is what Ruki's mom would be. A similar length arc just much less interesting to write).

 No.2058

>>2014

hope ya add a very slow and sensual snuffing combined with much much exhibition fetish+long description.

waiting with delight my friend.

 No.2075

Excellent story. the prologue, slow "persuasion by demonstration" techniques and excellent narrative.

visitor. if you are reading this, please finish it.

May I also give a story idea? Another digimon girl, or even a generic female girl, is invited, allowed to be strapped to various bondage devices like that log flume. She eventually doesn't want to die, but severely modified to serve the guests.

Just a thought.

 No.2085

>>2075
The story will be finished.

I'm generally open to ideas. I will not actually be using this idea though. I do have another story in the works where Sora does a Snuff Strip show using a log flume.

 No.2227

Any timeframe to when the next part of this thing will be ready?

 No.2229

>>2227
It's coming. I don't have a timeframe. This is a story I write in my downtime, when I'm not doing trades, or working, or socializing. It's also a story that I need to be in a particular mood to write. I can't give you a concrete timeframe, I can only assure you that i haven't given it up for dead yet.

 No.2230

know the Problem, i also have a story, where i have make a perfekt plan for, but never got motivated to finish it^^:)

 No.2232

>>2229

Ah, he suffers from my pain :/

sometimes i really have a massive idea...

only to vaporize all in the middle of the thinking

 No.2238

I completely understand this issue.

I've been working on a story idea for a while now where Sakura's capture of the Firey goes completely wrong and she gets Meiling, Tomoyo, and herself cooked by the spirit. There's a loli-snuff idea for someone who wants to take it and run with it.

 No.2731

Now, that is yummy as fuck. Sexy and lovely. Thank you!

 No.2838

Here are a couple suggestions if you want them. First great story. Better than most written like this.

If you continue, think of not continuing in the same spot. Move forward in time - perhaps to a quiet drive home with her mom and work in brief flash backs.

Don't have her mother go into a long brainy rationale for what they did. Just let it pass.

Have her missing - even longing for more. That was one of the best parts of what you have done so far. Have her ask her mother for a gun - loaded - to use in her cunt with the safety off or better yet safety broken.

Then go to the next visit. One last suggestion - have the cuntlet work on expanding and deepening her hole to make a better gun rack. That would be fun to hear her talk to her mother about!

Great work - thanks,

 No.2847

>>2731
Glad you like it.

>>2838
I'm not so much suffering from Writer's block as overwork right now (the difference being instead of writing something else I'm not currently Writing anything).
When I do continue it will be from where I left off here: >>1991 because I'm not planning to have a drive home, I'm planning to finish the story and have Ruki snuffed on this trip (there's no reason to come back and I'd like to keep the mom out as much as I can save the epilogue).

The current plan therefore is for Ruki to finally "give in" and agree to being snuffed (and incidentally pass "ownership" of her mom to either the hunter or the club at the same time) and then to either have her stuffed alive and waking as a gun rack (this would by necessity require a fade to black for the actual stuffing past a certain point) or having the hunter "only stuff what he kills" so with the gun in her cunt firing a round into her. With the story possibly picking up from her mom's perspective seeing her daughter brought out stuffed after her photoshoot and finding out she belongs to either the hunter or the club.

 No.2887

idea.

First few days she "works" as living gun rack. Until her individuality gives in.

 No.3363

How about ruki getting split in half, like her mother

 No.3364

How about ruki getting split in half, like her mother

 No.3368

didn't get splitted actually.

The peril factor is enjoyed there instead.

 No.4599

>>2887
A fun idea, but not something I'm willing to put the effort into writing for the payoff.

>>3363
Her mother isn't actually being Split in half in this story. And Ruki isn't being split in half either. She's getting turned into a gun-rack.

>>3368
Exactly.

>>3964
>>4580
It's still on my list of things to finish. but it's not at the top of that list.

 No.5023

>>4973
I have a few other stories I want to finish before going back to this one, so no update forthcoming. Yet.

 No.5238

Here's Chapter 2 (of 2) Epilogue will follow.

Ruki at the Snuff Club: Chapter 2
(Digimon, peril, exhib, posing, public, gun, eventual snuff)

The Hunter's workshop was sort of creepy, Ruki thought to herself as she stepped inside. The whole room was paneled in dark wood, and there were taxidermy projects placed on shelves or benches or even in the corners of the room. Ruki could see a Wolf's head missing some teeth, and a bear's head with an eye missing, but that wasn't what drew her eyes. On the far side of the room, were two women, well, they were women once, now they were stuffed displays. One was a girl's torso, limbless and headless, with breasts as large as Ruki's own head. A clear plastic rod, or maybe it was resin? Ran into her pussy, spreading it around its girth. The girl's limbs were on the shelf behind her, as well as her head. She looked young, though obviously older than Ruki, and had pink hair with stars in it. A college co-ed maybe? Ruki wasn't sure.

The other display was a woman with wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. She looked to be in her late 20s, and her skin was a light brown that made it hard to tell her ethnicity. This woman was mostly intact, she was bent over with her pussy gaping and pointed straight towards Ruki. One hand was on a knee, and she was looking back at Ruki from beside her legs with her glass eyes. Her other hand was in front of her mouth, and despite missing some fingers, the older woman was clearly blowing Ruki a kiss. The fingers weren't the only damage though, A patch on the brown woman's shoulder was rough, and she was covered in dust.

“See something you like?” the hunter asked. “You may examine them if you wish.”

Ruki wandered over to the dismantled girl first. The rod was set in a wooden base that said “Mimi” and nothing else. She could see through the holes in her shoulders that Mimi's frame was supported by a metal skeleton filled with some sort of gel.

“You can touch if you wish. No need to be shy. I'm especially proud of her.” The hunter continued. “I brought her in to replace the clay and Sawdust I had used with ballistics gel. She came out rather nicely I think. You can feel how soft she is now.”

Ruki reached forward and felt Mimi's tits, they were cold, and firm, but they had definite give to them, and they still jiggled slightly from where she had poked them.

“If you agree, I'll be using the same method on you.” The hunter added sending a thrill through Ruki's body.

“maybe...” Ruki admitted, involuntarily as she moved to the other display. The brass plaque at the base was tarnished, and Ruki could only read a bit of the display's title, “Mih-” but what the girl's name was wasn't important to her, not compared to what she was now.

The girl was covered in dust, Ruki realized as she bent down to look into her gaping pussy. Ruki couldn't help but notice it was also dusty.

“One of the clubgoers' guests broke off a few of her fingers as souvenirs, then there's also that rough patch on her. I can't get her fixed until we snuff another girl with her complexion since I want the hide to match, so she's been here a while.”

Ruki's body trembled at the thought of that happening to her. Being on display, naked, in front of everyone, The hunter's gun shoved in and out of her every day until one day someone just breaks off a piece of her to take home? Being seen as nothing more than a trophy or a piece of furniture, her young pussy being filled constantly... Even if she was no longer around to experience it, Ruki couldn't help but admit that the idea appealed to her.

Taking a big breath in, Ruki blew into the stuffed girl's gaping cunt, blowing away the accumulated dust. The pink girl leather interior was weathered and worn by constant use. But Ruki could look all the way inside now.

“Is that? Oh wow, I can see her cervix!” Ruki announced, awed. The ring of flesh was tightly shut. “Is her womb still in there too?”

“No,” the hunter admitted, “I had that part removed. Had it made into a set of gloves for my wife.” Ruki's eyes widened, she hadn't thought that the hunter had a wife, briefly, Ruki wondered what she'd think when she saw what the hunter had done to her. Ruki never noticed that she'd already started thinking about her upcoming fate as an inevitability. 

“If you're wondering why her pussy's so worn, we used to use her as a greeting statue in the entry hall; her cunt was used to collect donations. Now, didn't you want to see how I'd make you into my gun rack?”

Ruki turned to the hunter, now noticing the various tools of taxidermy scattered about the room. Tools that he'd be using on her, if she let him. Ruki nodded, a bit nervously, her pussy moist from the notion of him using her, and growing damper by the second.

“Climb up here,” The hunter gestured to his desk “and we'll go through a few poses first. I'm going to examine you in a bit more detail.”

Ruki climbed up on the desk, There were a few tools here and there, a scalpel, calipers, even a speculum. The hunter pushed the tools to the side leaving a clear area in front of him. Ruki crawled over on her hands and knees and knelt before him for inspection.

“Hmmm... yes.” He said looking her over once more. “I really do think you'll do nicely,” the hunter continued, running a finger from the nape of her neck until it traced a circle around one of her soft pink nipples. I have a few ideas for what would work, but I bet you've thought of some yourself as well haven't you?” The hunter asked.

Ruki nodded, full of nervous energy. Ever since she'd entered the room she'd felt like she'd been losing control. Now, Ruki realized how much she enjoyed it. She could feel her pulse pounding and her pussy heating up as the Hunter asked her to pose for him.

“Remember, we'll be using you as a gunrack, so make sure your pussy is accessible,” the Hunter admonished.

Ruki pushed up with her hands and pulled her legs out from under her, splaying them wid eto expose her puffy young pussy. Gently, she settled herself down into a sitting position and adjusted her legs so that one was bent with her knee facing the ceiling and the sole of her foot on the desk, and the other leg was similarly bent, but so that the outside of her leg was touching the desk, he knee pointed at the door and the bottom of her foot pointed towards her other foot. The pose deliberately spread her pussy enticingly, and the hunter reached forwards to examine her.

“Hmmm...” The Hunter muttered, as he ran his fingers over her Labia “You'll definitely make an excellent display with lips like these. You're a virgin aren't you?”

“Yeah.” Ruki admitted, a bit embarrassed. “Except for your gun I mean.” She blushed as the hunter absently fiddled with her flushed lower lips as he looked them over.

“You'll stay a virgin once you're stuffed you know. My gun will be the only thing your pussy will ever feel.” The hunter smiled, “That excites you, doesn't it?”

Ruki nodded. There was no point in lying, the hunter could probably feel her pulse just by touching her lower lips, her heart was pounding so quickly.

“Good,” the hunter smiled. “This pose is no good though. It's very enticing, but you'd never fit my gun like this. Let's try another pose.” The hunter looked her over. “Why don't you start by laying back on the desk and we'll go from there?”

“Okay,” Ruki agreed. She was rapidly losing control of the situation, but she was so turned on that she had almost stopped caring. Her lower legs hung off the edge of the desk, her back pressed against the cool mahogany. The hunter gently spread her knees apart revealing her pussy once more. 

“Beautiful,” the Hunter stated as he looked at Ruki's puffy lower lips. “You're definitely the right choice,” he continued, drawing an excited shudder from Ruki as he stroked the entrance to her young cunt.

“Could you, could you show me what you'll do?” Ruki asked. She wanted more, the hunter's teasing just wasn't enough. She wanted to know more, to learn what would be done to her... “If, if I agree I mean.”

“I don't see why not.” the hunter stood up and walked over to the work bench, picking up a clear plastic tool of some sort. As the hunter returned to view, Ruki could see that the device was actually a specialized speculum.
	

“First, I'd take this and measure you. A formality of course, I already know my hunting rifle will fit you, but it's important anyway to make sure that we don't end up tearing your pussy apart if we ever use you to hold a different gun.”
	

Ruki's imagination sparked at the hunter's words, her mind envisioning her pussy straining under the girth of a large shotgun until it finally tore apart, slowly ripping along the path of the barrel. The hunter sewing up the rip to 'fix' her, not wanting his prize to look damaged.
	

So immersed was Ruki in her fantasy that she almost didn't notice the Hunter spreading her lower lips in anticipation of the speculum. Ruki was shocked back to awareness as the hunter forced the cold metal inside her. For a second, Ruki, still hazy from her erotic daydream, could almost imagine that the hunter was using his gun once more. The chill against her clit and the smooth body of the speculum sliding into her most private of places... Ruki shivered expectantly.
	

“That's why... I need to see just how far you can stretch.” The hunter explained as he started turning the knob that spread the speculum open. This was where the differences between this speculum and a typical medical speculum made themselves apparent. Unlike a typical speculum's two spreading pieces, this speculum had four; the typical two at the top and bottom, and one more for each side.
	

The speculum had slid somewhat easily into Ruki, helped equally by it's smooth form and by her earlier exercise, but that swiftly changed as the hunter turned the aperture screw.
	

Ruki winced in pain as her pussy was forcefully spread apart. The combination of the cold metal and the cool air let into her inner passage as it stretched her open had Ruki shivering heavily. This wasn't helped by the growing strain that the spreading was placing on her cunt.
	

“Urhhh...” Ruki let out a pained grunt as the hunter relentlessly screwed her pussy open. She felt like she was breaking, like she was being ripped apart from her cunt on out.
	

“4 inches, better stop there.” The hunter stated as he eyeballed Ruki's gaping cunt and stared at the clear path all the way into her Cervix. “You know, I've never stuffed a girl as young as you before, but most girls I can get 5 or six inches out of before they start to break. “ he added, running his fingers gently over Ruki's puffy lower lips as he spoke.
	

“Still...” The hunter added, flicking Ruki's excited little nub as his fingers passed over it. “This pose isn't going to work. Scoot back and get your feet back on the desk. Lets see if you'd look better thrusting your hips up in the air.”
	

Ruki struggled to comply with the order. The speculum holding her most private of parts open hampered her movement. Each inch she shifted left her feeling like she was stretched even farther beyond what she could stand. Ruki could see the Hunter, watching as she squirmed and slowly lifted her hips up into the air, leaving her braced entirely on her feet and upped back. He didn't make a single move to help her, but somehow, that just made her straining cunt ache with desire. He wasn't treating her like a person anymore. She was ordered about like an animal at best, but the way she watched her as he examined her body, judging each pose, it wasn't a man admiring a young girl, it was like a collector admiring a piece of art and figuring out if they wanted to buy it. She liked it.
“Hmmm... Open your mouth.” The hunter said, walking around the desk to examine Ruki from all angles.
Ruki followed the Hunter's instructions, trembling slightly as the hunter examined her teeth and jaw as if buying a new horse. The speculum was still inside her, spreading her open to the room, and Ruki could almost imagine the half-finished pink-haired girl gazing at her fresh young pussy in admiration. The thought of being on display, of being judged like a thing or a trophy rather than a person was making Ruki noticeably wet, and she could feel the slowly-warming metal of the speculum becoming slick with her juices.

"Your teeth are perfect. You'll make a wonderful trophy," the hunter stated frankly, "if you agree, of course," he added as an after thought. "But I'm not sure about this pose..." he admitted. "After all, seeing that gorgeous butt of yours in those tight jeans was what drew me to see if you'd work as a gun stand in the first place. It would be a terrible shame to pose you in a way that doesn't show it off."

Ruki blushed slightly as the hunter praised her butt. It wasn't just beinh praised that did it, it was the way he praised her; as a trophy, a thing to be used and admired. Despite her best judgement, Ruki found herself wanting that, wanting to be this man's trophy.

"Turn over," the hunter ordered, "I think I know a much better pose for you."

Slowly Ruki obeyed the man's order. It wasn't reluctance or fear robbing her of speed. Rather, the speculum stretching her young pussy to the breaking point made moving at all incredibly awkward. Ruki could feel it inside her, pushing and pulling against her most delicate parts as she rolled onto her chest, her knees folded beneath her belly as they rested on the wooden desk.

"Much better," the hunter observed as he tugged on the opened speculum inside her, "but not yet perfect," the hunter continued. "This pose only really works if I keep you on my desk, and even then only for a pistol... something small." He finished.

Ruki couldn't help but feel a bit of disappointment at the thought that her body wouldn't be used to hold the hunter's magnificently thick rifle. Still, the thought of being a desk ornament, her naked body the first thing that caught your eyes as you walked into the office... the idea certainly appealed to her.

Ruki was so distracted by the thought that she almost missed it when the hunter grabbed hold of her young ass with both hands and began to lift it into the air.

"No, I think I'll pose you like this instead," the hunter stated as he firmly manuevered Ruki into position. Ruki was still laying on her chest, knees bent below her, but her young ass was now pointed at the sky, her cunt facing upward at a bit over a forty-five degree angle. With Ruki's arms pointed forward, the pose made it look like she was supplicating herself while simultaneously offering her young cunt for sex.

"Much better," the hunter stated, admiring his work. "This way, I can put you on the ground and use you to hold my rifle like an umbrella stand."

Ruki's cunt clenched at the image the hunter's words painted for her. Her lifeless body being used as nothing more than a fancy hole to store the hunter's weapon... that image was what had drawn her into the hunter's office in the first place.

"Now... now what?" Ruki asked, her voice trembling with arousal.

"Well," the hunter aknowledged, "nothing," the hunter paused. "Now that I've figured out the proper pose to keep you in, the only thing left to do is to gut and stuff you, and I can't do that without your permission," the hunter admitted. "You're free to leave if you want, unless you want to continue?" The huntr asked hopefully.

He was letting her go? Ruki had never been more turned on in her life and now it was going to end, just like that?

"Maybe..." Ruki paused, "maybe you could just tell me how you'd do it?" Ruki pleaded. "I'm not... not for real I mean, just... just tell me what you'd do to me if I did agree," Ruki begged.

"Well, if you insist," the hunter smiled at Ruki's eagerness. "As I said, in order to make you into a gun-rack I'll have to gut you next, in a way that doesn't leave any visible wounds to ruin my prize."

"And... how, how exactly would you do that?" Ruki asked, her heart fluttering with nervous excitement.

"Well," the hunter began, "first I'll take you to one of the tables outside and stray you to it. That way you won't be able to struggle too much when I start to work on you," he admitted.

"With your wrists and and ankles tied down, and a belt keeping your hips still, it will be a lot easier to use a scalpel to open you up right... here," the hunter explained, tracing a line from the bottom of Ruki's ribs up her contorted body all the way to the top of her pubic mound.

Ruki shivered at his touch. The hunter's finger was cold, and for a moment Ruki imagined that it really was the scalpel, cutting her open as she struggled helplessly, strapped to a metal table.

The hunter noticed the way the girl's pussy clenched around the speculum, but said nothing of it, continuing his explanation instead. "Once you've been opened up it'll be time to empty you out," he explained, "first I'll cut out your guts, the stomach and intestines, since they tend to make a mess. Then I'll take your womb, sometimes I leave that in, but if I want you to be useful I have to make room for my gun and I can't have your womb getting in the way. It's not like you'll be using it anyway once we're done with you," the hunter smiled at his joke. "You'll probably survive for a while, at least until then, but since I need to clear your whole chest cavity you'll definitely die at some point during this process. I'll leave your lungs and heart for last, but I doubt you'll be around to see it."

Ruki's cunt felt like a furnace, she could feel the heat flowing out, waves of arousal spiking at the matter-of-fact way he talked about killing her, about taking her womb and clearing her out to make space for his gun. "And... and then what?" She asked, desperate to know more.

"After that?" The hunter asked. "After that I'll take your arms and legs off. Here..." the junter traced Ruki's shoulder joint, "and here." He continued tracing a line around the upper middle of one of Ruki's thighs. "They'll be much easier to stuff and preserve if they're not attached," the hunter smiled.

Ruki couldn't shake the image in her mind of her as a lifeless, empty torso, staring vacantly in death just waiting to be filled. Despite herself a tiny moan escaped her lips.

"And what about the bits you... ungh... the bits you take from me?" Ruki asked, squeezing the speculum in her arousal.

"Your womb you mean?" The hunter asked. "Or the other organs?"

"Both," Ruki panted. "Either."

"Waste. I have my trophy, I don't need the rest of you," he paused. "I had planned to have it all made into dog food," the hunter admitted, "but I suppose I could turn your womb into another pair of gloves for my wife, like I did to the greeting statue over there."

The hunter paused, "would you like that?" He asked curiously, "my wife did. It was actually one of the few times I've gotten her to come to the club. She had to see the girl her new gloves were made from," the hunter reminisced.

Ruki wondered whether the hunter even remembered what the dark-skinned girl who'd died to create the greeting statue's name was. Maybe he'd forget her too? Ruki quivered eagerly at the thought. She really would be just a fancy gun-rack then, wouldn't she...

"Yes," Ruki answered the hunter's last question. "I... I'd like it a lot," she panted, "if you made your wife a new pair of gloves from my.. auh! My womb," Ruki agreed, her pussy sopping at the thought of a woman she'd never met wearing such an intimate part of her.

"Of course, to do that, I'd need your permission to snuff you in the first place..." the hunter added.

"Yes!" Ruki came cumming like a river around the speculum spreading her open. "Do it!" Ruki urged, her lust filling her thoughts to the point where she didn't care anymore. She wanted it! She wanted to be strapped down and snuffed, she wanted to be used, displayed, naked, until a careless accident destroyed her or the hunter found another girl to replace her. "Snuff me! Stuff me! I want to be your gun-rack!"

"I can't tell you how happy I am to hear that," the hunter admitted. "You'll make a fantastic gun-rack."

 No.5245

Epilogue: Ruki on Display
(Snuff, Itemization, Body-mod, stuffing, incest?)

The hunter's new gun rack was a big success. He got compliments on it constantly, and even a few other guests who wanted to commission a piece from him. He'd refused so far. The hunter liked to stalk his prey, to take them down himself even if it was just getting them to agree to let him snuff them against their better judgement. The thrill of the hunt, of finding the perfect prey abd playing with them until it was time to bring them down, that was what hunting was about. The pretty slaves that the other club members wanted turned into trophies weren't anywhere near as fun to play with; so he didn't.

His latest prize, what was her name again? The hunter looked down at the plaque he'd installed on the wooden stand he'd mounted her on. Ah, yes! Ruki. She was a girl worth hunting.

Ruki was stuffed and mounted now in a pose very similar to the last one she'd posed in while still alive; on her chest, her lovely young ass and cunt pointed in the air, with her knees bracing her shoulder length apart.

Her arms were in a different place, where before they'd been stretched out before her in supplication, not they were positioned underneath her, making it look like she was a dead animal trophy instead of a girl eager for sex. The hunter had also put her shoes and socks back on after preserving her, since he felt the red high tops brought out her natural tomboyish nature. As a final touch, the hunter had also strapped a holster for a combat knife around the former girl's left thigh.

The black stitches down Ruki's belly and around her limbs where he'd made his incisions were temporary, he'd replace them later with a clearer thread, maybe fishing line. But the visible stitches would work well for the upcoming photo-shoot.

Of course, all his hard work would be for nothing if his new gun rack tipped over every time he tried to use it. That's why keeping Ruki's arms and legs in place were six bolts, each riveted though her body and into the mahogany stand below her; one through each of her shouders, one through each wrist and a final pair through the former girl's calves. The brass rivets gave the stand an almost antique look that leant the whole thing a degree of class.

The hunter knew from experience that despite the expensive soaking and treatment, the former girl's skin was smooth and cool to the touch, and the ballistic gel that he'd filled her body with in lieu of stuffing kept her body soft and pliable.

The hunter smiled as he remembered the task of creating his latest work; the way Ruki squirmed eagerly at his touch, and the way she moaned as he played with her body one last time after strapping her in to snuff her. She'd been a delight. Eager and willing even as he took her apart.

When she'd gone to tell her mother her choice before he'd strapped her in, the hunter had thought she'd gotten away. Learning that under the club rules she was in charge of her mother instead of the other way around had been an incredible surprise, and a stroke of luck as well. The hunter certainly hadn't expected the photographers accompanying the girl's mother to want to document his work, and he hadn't expected the woman's agent to ask her to pose with her daughter periodically as he took the girl apart.

He certainly didn't mind handing over the scalpel to Ruki's mom so that they could get a few photographs, so long as she didn't try to do any actual cutting, and her daughter definitely enjoyed the attention. He'd have to see about getting a copy of the photo set himself, once it was completed.

Which of course brought him back to the present. Now that his new gun-rack was finally finished, Ruki's mother had come back to finish the photo shoot.

The woman was completely naked, save for a belt with a holster on either side of it. And she was now approaching him after a talk with his wife who had come to see the girl who had given up her womb to make her new gloves.

"I see you've met my wife," the hunter stated as his new gun-rack's mother stopped in front of him.

"Oh, she's your wife? I was just admiring her new gloves, they're much softer than I expected. Very supple and comfortable. She let me try them on but just smiled at me when I asked what they were made from and where I could find a pair for myself," Ruki's mom paused. "I don't suppose you know where she got them?"

"Of course," the hunter agreed, "I gave them to her. I made them myself actually. I could make you a pair if you could provide the raw materials."

Ruki's mother's eyes grew slightly guarded, but she asked anyway. "And, what did you make your wife's out of?"

"Your daughter," the hunter answered. "Her womb to be precise. I'm surprised you didn't recognize the texture, since that photographer had you pose while handling it for several pictures," the hunter paused. "You don't happen to have another daughter do you? The first one turned out delightfully, and I wouldn't mind stuffing her sister if she has one. Obviously I can't take your womb if you want to be alive to use the gloves, I'm a hunter, not a surgeon."

The woman's face looked strained, though whether that was from the reminder of her last photo shoot, from knowing she'd worn her own daughter's womb and enjoyed it, his offer to snuff any other daughted she might have, or just the reminder of what he had done to Ruki, the hunter couldn't say.

"Unfortunately, Ruki was an only child," the woman stated, trying as best she could not to let her displeasure show.

"That's a shame," the hunter replied. "Well if you ever have any more, I'll keep my offer open, but it looks like your photographer is trying to get your attention to start your shoot."

The hunter stared, admiring the woman's ass as she stalked away. It was the same ass that had drawn him to her daughter, just more... mature.

The hunter watched as Ruki's mother began to pose with her daughter's naked body, playing with the gun he'd left (unloaded of course) inside the girl's now permanently gaping cunt, and putting her bare foot atop the stuffed redhead's back like an conquering hunter with her prize. The hunter especially liked the way the pose opened up the mother's own pussy to the camera's eager view.

Yes, the hunter decided. He definitely needed a copy of this photo set. And maybe he might be able to get his hands on the mother as well. It wouldn't be easy to convince her, but that was all part of the thrill of the hunt.

 No.5246

Very interesting story. :)

 No.5249

Truly great stuff...

The only criticism that I may have is that if you had written the POV of Ruki while she was being snuffed (as you did in Mimi´s Cooking Show) the story wold have been perfect...

 No.5250

Typo in Chapter 2:

[Begin]
"Well," the hunter began, "first I'll take you to one of the tables outside and stray you to it. That way you won't be able to struggle too much when I start to work on you," he admitted.
[End]

Correctly, it should be:

[Begin]
"Well," the hunter began, "first I'll take you to one of the tables outside and STRAP you to it. That way you won't be able to struggle too much when I start to work on you," he admitted.
[End]

Emphasis mine.

 No.5251

>>5249
I second that.

 No.5252

>>5249

Thirded. :D

 No.5253

>>5250
Thanks for teh correction. I've corrected it on Hentai-foundry. Unfortunately Editing on Gurochan isn't possible. I tend to post my work here first, so the version on Gurochan is always a bit rougher than teh Hentai-Foundry version.

>>5246
Glad you liked it.

>>5249 >>5251 >>5252
I wanted more focus on the peril for this story. Also I just finished a story using a very similar snuff-method in Amy Pond: Naughty Nurse Snuff-o-Gram from the girl being snuffed's point of view, and it felt sort of repetitive and boring to me as a writer to repeat myself like that.

I suppose I could have not done an epilogue, released chapter 2 by itself and just waited to work on a fully fleshed 3rd part from her point of view later, but I write stories like Ruki (non-trades) when I get in the mood to write them, and I've been working on Ruki on and off (mostly off) for over 3 years now. But with just chapter 2 as an ending I think it would be pretty abrupt. As it is, writing the epilogue came easily, but it could have easily been another 2 years or more till I got a third part done.

if someone wants to write Ruki actually being snuffed I left a pretty comprehensive roadmap in the epilogue for them to do so, and I don't mind if they decide top flesh it out on their own. My policy on sequels and other additions to my stories is as always "feel free, so long as you link back to my story either on Hentai-Foundry or Eka's portal so that people can find the original and comment if they enjoyed it."

 No.5263

That story was amazing. I am curious do you have any stories about Gravity Falls?

 No.5264

>>5263
Not yet no. I have seen it, and I plan to write something with Wendy and Tanmbry (or Pacifica) at some point though.

 No.5266

Thankyou for the wonderful story :)

I love the consensual stuff ^_^

 No.5268

>>5264
I can't wait to read it. Your stuff is always such high quality.

 No.5272

>>5266
Yeah. this was fun to do due to that aspect, and the fact that it was much more peril-centric than snuff-centric. Actually, I have three different consensual stories on high priority currently. Hotaru, Korra, and Mimi (from Digimon)
>>5268
It's a plan. And a vague one at that. It might take a long time till I get aroudn to it.

 No.6836

Like most of the Visitor's stuff, this is posted on Hentaifoundy. It won't be lost if it falls off the board.

Given that the Visitor has a megathread, this could also be reposted there, if they feel like it.

 No.6840

>>6836
That thread is only for completed works.
>>6832
Thanks for reminding me about this. I'll probably work on it some more after I finish my current project.

 No.13690

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