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Disclaimer: Terms such as boy, youth, and such are meant to be general terms and do note denote any specific age. It is up to you, the reader, to supply them as you see fit.


This is the third installment of a Hunger Games type story. The first being “Queen of the Kill” and the second “Sex Kills.” It is advised that they should be read in order.

This takes place way in the future, the Hunger Games of Katniss and Peeta are long past. The games have morphed over the years and now emphasize sex over blood and gore. This world is way over crowded due to advances in medicine where people live longer, war is all but abolished and tremendous advances in artificial or test tube food now easily feed the masses.

And there are masses, huge numbers of people. Life is cheap. In order to channel humans aggressive tendencies pay-per-view Hunger Games now reign. Some are official government sanction others are local, put on by cities or even private citizens. Women and girls sit on and smother to death their victims both in and out of the arena. No one is ever charged with murder, it is an everyday accepted occurrence. Men with Erectile Enhancement (also known as EE) stroke down the throat of their respective victim, eventually choking them to death. These are socially accepted “sexual kills.”

Due to advances in medicine and gene manipulation, many diseases common today were eliminated. Also, the human body has been manipulated to be almost perfect. One disadvantage, though, during the time of the wars genes were modified so women gave birth to males two-to-one to females. Also, typical gestation is now 7 months, not nine. This resulted in a massive number of young males roaming the streets, a dangerous situation for any society.

Kills are done in a casual manner with no thought to the victim. Sexual gratification during the kill is the only thing that matters. Though not all smothering results in a kill. The victims for their part are generally amiable and accept victim status. This arrangement had been going on for hundreds of years and was long ago ingrained in the culture. It was not uncommon to see mothers on sons, sisters on little brothers and fathers stroking down daughters. Actually, there was all manner of combinations.

IMPERATOR: Daren King

Daren King was relaxed as he lay upon his victim in a 69 position. She was a young girl and had been violently stroking her down the throat, enjoying her as much as possible before the inevitable kill. He’d been at it for over and hour now and wanted to finish her off, as the public park he was in contained many more savory victim awaiting his powerful erection.

He pumped hard with stroke after powerful stroke going deep down her throat. Daren King was an accomplished Imperator and champion of many games. His kill record, both in and out of the arena, was astounding. Recently he had entered a seaside event at Warren Park, a beautiful park high on a bluff overlooking the sparkling blue ocean where gentile sea breezes would caress the contestant's naked bodies.

Daren was tall and muscular with a perfectly tanned body. Everything about him was perfect. His light brown hair and deep brown eyes just added to his physical perfection. He’d gotten EE or Erectile Enhancement very young and his first kill was a small neighbor boy. He was a decent amiable man but in the arena, he was a deadly competitor. Victim after victim, be they fellow Imperators or small “practice” victims, succumb to his deadly stroking.

As it happens he lived right across from Warren Park in his luxurious apartment. Many local “hunters” plied it’s manicured natural beauty in their daily quest for victims. The park wasn’t very big and sat high on a rocky bluff facing the deep blue ocean. Near the street sat an administrative building that also stored grass cutting and maintenance equipment. Just inside that was a covered cement floored pavilion. Most of the time its surface was covered in colorful smothering/stroking mats. A majority of the smothering/stroking took place there. As you got further into the park and nearer to the ocean the soft grass gave way to hard moss covered rock. Also, the terrain began to slope down the closer you got to the cliff. The cliff had no fence so a person had to be careful otherwise they’d take a deadly fall.

For Daren, there were only two good places to work a victim, either in the sometimes crowded pavilion or a small grassy area flat area just outside of the pavilion. There were three Kill Rooms in the park. Kill Room Number 1 was right near the cliff. Number two was further up and number 3 was situated near the flat grassy area. It didn’t really matter to Daren for the Kill Rooms were kept locked, only to be used during Hunger Games.

As a general rule Preds didn’t kill each other out of the arena. In fact, Preds was a catchall term for anyone that enjoyed a good smother or stroking of a victim. Most smothering and stroking didn’t usually result in a kill. Many Preds had what was called LTV’s or Long Term Victims that enjoyed for years on end. In the arena was a different matter; kill or be killed was the rule.

IMPERATORS: The Thornton's

Not far away from Daren, just in front of him, were a family of Preds. The husband, James Thornton and wife Gale were middle-aged, beautiful as expected in this day and age of gene manipulation. At that moment they were both stretched out atop small boys stroking and smothering them. Their young daughter Fran was also atop her own victim, a young man. She had him down in a 69 position like her parents and doing a professional deep hip grind on him.

Daren smiled when he noticed both of the women wearing bright pink “Pussy Caps.” The knit wool Pussy caps with their distinctive cute round cat-like ears were very popular with women. It was a throwback from an age long past when two to three million women marched in protest of some crude despotic leader. Much about the march was lost in the passage of time but the cap endured.

Just then Daren noticed Fran in trouble. Her victim, a middle-aged muscular man, managed to somehow arch his head back. Daren could see real clearly his bright brown eyes wide with terror. Fran had, with great effort managed to keep his nose up tight inside of her vagina. She looked over her right shoulder and pressed down in a hard circular grinding fashion. The man's resistance was futile, he'd used up what little energy he had left and flopped flat on the ground. Now she had him and ground down on him in a most savage manner.

Her mother looked on proudly. Daren called out to Fran. “Good job Fran.” Fran looked over her right shoulder again and smiled back.

Daren liked them and admired their smothering and stroking skills. They made a nice income, like Daren, selling Kill tapes to avid customers. The husband and wife have licensed Imperators and preferred to kill their victims, none of this LTV for them. There young daughter Fran was also well adept in the kill. Daren found out the family, including young Fran, were signed up for the next Hunger Games in Warren Park. Though Daren liked the family but knew, during the Hunger Game, he'd have no qualms at all of stroking cute Fran to death.

While enjoying delicious victims James and Gale were casually discussing the upcoming Warren Park Hunger Games. They were excited and not afraid of other Imperators that they were fearful for their young daughter. She was so young and innocent, a cute thing. Many a male Pred would love to get her down and deep stroke the hell out of her.

IMPERATORS: The Millers

The Millers were money hungry opportunists posing as Imperators, er, well, Imperator wanna be’s. They are scam artists of the worst sort. They skipped on rent, use stolen credit cards and other illegal means to get ahead. If they tried to get ahead with the same enthusiasm as they do to the scam they’d probably make more money.

The husband was at that moment atop a small male victim deep stroking him at a frantic rate. Ned Miller was middle-aged and of average height with light blonde to light brown hair. He was nicely developed with a muscular build. He’d scammed his Erectile Enhancement for free from some public clinic. His victim was a lad he found playing in a park and drug him home. As far as his skills at stroking were minimal. He’d been with the boy for hours with still no chance of finishing him off.

His pretty wife Lynn was a tall long legged beauty. Her body was made for smothering victims and she’d made many a kill over the years. At that moment she was doing a slow sensual straddle smother of one of her own son’s Kevin. Kevin was delirious from all the smothering. He was a twin. Lynn had to be careful not to kill him as yet because he was her practice victim. Lynn was well adept at conning men, especially government bureaucrats out of money or favors. One look into her deep blue piercing eyes and they’d give her anything she wanted.

Next to mother was her oldest son Trevor. Trevor had the full Erectile Enhancement and his male member was of gigantic proportions. Trevor was stroking hard down the throat of one of his younger brothers, Jason, the other twin. Every now and then Jason would put his hands on Trevor’s hips, trying to push him off. Trevor ignored him and kept at it hour after hour.

Recently the family had scraped together enough money to enter the next Hunger Games scheduled at the Warren park. Lynn was concerned as both her husband and Trevor acted like it was some lark. Just some fun stroking victims. Lynn knew it was a deadly arena and anyone of them could be killed. She pleaded with them to study the various methods to stay alive in the arena. Lynn had been watching videos and reading books about survival in the arena. So far her son Trevor and her husband didn’t want to bother. Lynn was worried for her family.


Disclaimer: Terms such as boy, youth, and such are meant to be general terms and do note denote any specific age. It is up to you, the reader, to supply them as you see fit.


IMPERATORS: The Dawson’s

The Dawson’s were a retired couple that lived far from Warren Park in a large retirement community. Though elderly their bodies were still in near prime shape with just a few wrinkles here and there. The perfection was due to DNA manipulation.

Brad Dawson was thin, wiry and completely bald. He had a lot of nervous energy that was directed at stroking victims. He’d had the EE Erectile Enhancement when only a young lad. Tens of thousands of victims had died under his powerful stroking. During the day he’d been a famous Imperator but over time others had surpassed him. He hadn’t been in an arena for some 20 years.

At that moment he just completed the kill of a young girl and pulled his erection from her throat and drug her inert body out into the hallway for collection. Just then his neighbor, Mrs. Fellows, was dumping her kill, a small boy, in the hallway as well. Both Brad and Mrs. Fellows noticed a large number of uncollected bodies tossed haphazard in the hallway.

“Damn the management here,” said Mrs. Fellow, a nice mannered quiet widow. She was well built for her age and must have been a real looker in her day. She was a widow as her husband, an Imperator, was smothered to death in a Hunger game many years past.

There was a bit of awkwardness since Mrs. Fellows moved into the Chambers Retirement Community as, just down the hall, was the retired Imperator that had killed him. She harbored no ill will towards the woman but the situation was awkward. Mrs. Fellows did get a bit of revenge, though. One day the woman’s grandson came for a visit and Mrs. Fellows grabbed him for the smother. It was all perfectly legal and she enjoyed the small boy for many hours.

“Shear incompetence” replied Brad tossing aside his recent kill like a rag doll. Then, far down the hallway came two men collecting the bodies and placing them on a trolley. From the other end of the hallway were several white coated attendants ushering ahead of them a number of fresh victims. The young victims were terrified as they walked around the bodies littering the hallway.

Up ahead a door opened and gray-haired naked women appeared. She looked over the victims and grabbed a small boy by the wrist and pulled him inside her room. This scenario was repeated a number of times the further the group progressed. Finally, they got up Brad and Mrs. Fellows. Brad gave the trembling group a quick glance and selected a cute small blonde girl. Mrs. Fellows drug into her room a trembling small boy with wide terrified blue eyes welling up with tears.

In Brad's apartment was his wife of many years, Mildred or Millie to most. She had also been an Imperator and achieved tens of thousands of kills both in and out of the arena. They had been married some 52 years now. She was a bit short and had gained some weight. Her thighs were now thick and her butt a bit broad. Millie’s long blonde locks had turned gray so she preferred to keep it up in a bun.

The couple had matching special smothering/stroking beds positioned in the center of the apartment. She was on top of a small boy in a reverse straddle smother, violently tracking his young nose up her butt.

Brad lifted the girl up onto his bed. The girl was terrified especially of his huge long, thick, glistening erection bobbing about. After she was positioned where he wanted her he swung up onto the bed sitting high on her shoulders. Next, he pressed his enormous erection to her trembling lips. She looked up at him with wide terrified eyes. Seconds later he plunged it deep into her open mouth, full to the root. The young girl wiggled and squirmed about under him. Brad then began pumping hard, stroking deep down her throat.

Neither Brad or Millie wanted to talk about it; the pending Hunger Games they had signed up for. They were doing it for the money, only the money. Hunger Games were for the fit and agile not a couple old retreads like them. Back when they were young Imperators there were kill tapes to sell, endorsements; the money poured in. Not so much now and they need a good solid win to get them out of debt. The arena would be dangerous for them, very dangerous.

IMPERATOR: Sister Rhonda Halver

Sister Halver was a nun of a splinter religious group devoted to the smother. The order felt the earth was way over crowded and smothering/stroking was the only legal way for them to reduce the surplus population. Sister Halver’s convent contained some 45 nuns. They spent most of their waking hours atop victims smothering them to death. It was almost an assembly line affair.

Sister Rhonda Halver was a big muscular gal at 6 foot 4 inches. Her thighs were wide and powerful and she had rippling arm muscles. Aside from smothering, bench pressing was her favorite sport. Any young male going under her would not survive for long as her kill total was astounding. The sister, in her mid 30’s, had a nice round pleasant face, long brown hair she did up in braids and deep brown eyes. She had entered her first Hunger Games to make some money for her order as they badly needed a new roof.

SPECIAL IMPERATOR: Julie Brown

Julie Brown. An accomplished Imperator who’s exploits were covered in her two prior stories, “Queen of the Kill” and “Sex Kills.” She had entered the game to keep up her profile and endorsements coming in. Julie was on the verge of endorsing a whole new “Julie” clothing line and winning a Hunger Game would be just the thing to give it the needed kickoff.

IMPERATORS: Steve and Greg Howe, A married couple

Both were gay and enjoyed their lifestyle and each other. Steve was in his mid-forties, tall handsome and muscular. His mid brown hair was rather short and curly. By mutual agreement neither were the alpha male or beta male; there was no actual husband-wife. For legal registration purposes, Steve was technically the male. Steve's body was near perfect from his continual power worked outs.

One thing, he was an avid killer of victims. Ten's of thousands of almost exclusively young males had died violently under this powerful stroking. He's had the full EE when young and stroked to death many of his male classmates in school. Often his mother would find him in his bedroom furiously deep stroking some boy while Steve casually did his homework.

One day Steve came across a particularity hard math question and the boy he was on had a reputation as a whiz at math. He ceased stroking him and reluctantly pulled his huge erection from the boy's mouth. It then took the boy a few minutes to recover his composure. The boy then showed Steve the solution to his math problem. The youth knew it was hopeless to resist and obediently laid back down. Steve positioned himself over the boy's face on his all fours with his enormous erection bobbing about. The lad then opened his mouth wide. Seconds later Steve thrust his erection down the boy's throat and resumed his deep stroking. The next morning Steve's mother found the boy's body on the porch awaiting pick up; not an uncommon event in her household.

Greg was Steve's partner in life. Greg was of average height with a nice crop of blonde hair that cascaded down about his handsome face. Like Steve was very muscular and worked out to the point of exhaustion. Also, like Steve, he had a healthy appetite for victims. Greg had a rather angelic face and many an artist used him as a model.

Also like Steve Greg had had his EE done at an extremely young age. It wasn't uncommon to find Greg at school in an empty classroom with a victim stretched out on top of a desk with Greg, his pants down to his ankles, deep stroking the lad. A teacher or student would open the door and see what was going on and immediately do a quick exit.

Greg remembered one day in particular. He was relaxed stroking down the throat of one of his acquaintances from school. Greg looked down and saw with pleasure the boy's jaw pressed tight to Greg's body with his massive erection resting full down the victim's throat.

Suddenly the classroom began to fill with students. The teacher entered and saw what was going on. It wasn't illegal, quite the contrary, smothering and stroking kills were encouraged to reduce the surplus population. The teacher decided to ignore the stroking and conducted his class as if Greg and his victim weren't even there. Everything went fine except now and then Greg would arch his head back and cum down his victim's throat. The lad would then thrash about, trying vainly to push Greg off. Greg missed his bus home that day to complete his kill.

Some years back they decided to enter a Hunger Game. Working as a team they were hugely successful. Victim after victim was brought down by them. After a 12 game winning streak, they decided to go into semi-retirement and signed up for daily victim delivery service. They had more money than they could spend and a very comfortable life stroking victims all day long. However when the Warren Park Hunger Games was announced they couldn't sit that one out, not when it was in their own town of Warren.

IMPERATOR: Haulkie

Haulk or “Haulkie” to the public was a big powerfully built man. He had wide broad shoulders and rippling muscles. Haulkie was bald and in his late 30’s. He was very aggressive both in and out of the arena. Tens of thousands of young victims died under his powerful body. The Haulkie’s erection was massive; wide and thick.

At that moment he was at home, about to mount a trembling victim, a small girl. Her blue eyes were wide with fear as he approached her and climbed up on the bed, facing her feet. He got on his all fours and let his massive erection hang down in the face of his next victim. Trembling with fear the girl reluctantly opened her mouth. Seconds later Haulkie began pounding it deep down her throat. It took awhile to get it in all the way as it was a very tight fit. Once he was into the root he arched his back and came. A bolt of hot cum exploded down the throat of his young captive. She had no choice but to swallow. With her throat now well lubricated, he began stroking hard.

Haulkie, now extremely comfortable, looked over the list of Imperators opposing him in the next Hunger Game at Warren Park. The only name that stood out was that upstart Julie. He smiled contemptuously and crumpled up the list of opponents tossing it aside. Facing no real opposition Haulkie planned on a massacre beginning with Julie.

In another city lay Julie doing a slow relaxed 69 smother of a small boy, her favorite “pussy food” as she called them. Suddenly the wide computer screen in front of her came alive then appeared a message from the Warren Park Hunger Games Committee. It seems there was a late entrant, a Mr. Hulk or “Haulkie” had now entered.

Julie was aghast. This Haulkie was a full blown monster, a killing machine. How could she survive with him in the arena? Suddenly her fun day in the park had turned into a desperate bid for survival.

Julie remembered that one Hunger Game he killed off every single Imperator then proceeded to stroke to death every last participant. After that, a petition was circulated among Imperators to ban him from further Hunger Games. The petition went nowhere as he was immensely popular with the public.

Julie quickly called up some video of the monster at work. One showed him deep stroking a small frail girl. You could hardly see her at all under his massive bulk. She zoomed in to watch in fascinated horror as his massive male member worked itself in-and-out of the girl's throat. His huge member was shiny red from blood and cum. The poor girl trembled with each stroke. Julie turned off the screen, it was too awful to contemplate herself being stroked to death under such a giant.

VARIOUS OTHER PARTICIPANTS:

There were the usual 100 assorted young victims to keep the action going. Also 24 Plebes, Wannabe Imperators. Actually, local high school students that wanted to make a name for themselves. None of these assorted victims and Plebes had a chance and would soon end up under some professional Imperator.

Disclaimer: Terms such as boy, youth, and such are meant to be general terms and do note denote any specific age. It is up to you, the reader, to supply them as you see fit.

THE BIG DAY:

At last, the day of the Warren Park Hunger Games drew near. Everyone in Warren turned out for the pregame festivities. The local high school marching band in their sparkling uniforms marching in well-rehearsed precision. Then came the floats with Special Imperator and the star of the games, Julie. Julie wore skintight electric blue coveralls. Beside her on the float waving to the cheering people were the other Imperators.

Next came the local participants, Plebes, young high school students. The City fathers had decided to allow city folk to smother and stroke victims in the pavilion. Hundreds of young victims had been procured for the people in the pavilion. They were, however, not to venture into the park. Also, at the last minute, there was an announcement. It seems a wooded area next to Warren Park was now open for use during the game.

It was about an acre dotted with numerous wind twisted trees. There was plenty of nice soft grass and some sandy areas as well. Like Warren Park, the area ended abruptly with a 100-foot ocean side cliff.

Julie decides to forgo the usual meet-and-greet of the game's festivities. She’d participated in many before. Just a bunch of politicians yapping about themselves she figured. Julie decided she would take this time to examine the new area.

She looked over the edge and saw a dizzying sight of a sharp cliff ending abruptly at a small boulder strew beach some 100 to 150 feet below. To make the sight even more chilling there was no fence to offer protection. Just then she noticed something and had a sudden idea. “Yes,” she said to herself, she had a chance now. It was really her only hope to save herself from the monster of the arena Haulkie. Julie’s thoughts were interrupted by a blast from a horn warning all participants to get ready.

Quickly returning to the main administrative building Julie stripped all her clothes off and put on a light-weight sports bra. She could have gone completely naked but bouncing boobies would throw her off balance a bit when running. Most, if not all, female contestants wore such bras during the Hunger Games.

Julie then put on sturdy sandals and got in line to have her crotch, vagina, and butt cracked sprayed with a thin layer of smothering oil. The males would all have their erections sprayed with stroking oils. This always tickled and she held back a giggle.

While doing her pre-game warm-ups she felt someone watching her; it was Haulkie virtually boring a hole in her. Julie being the closest to any competitor had to die first. Julie had been in a number of games and never felt really threatened. Now, it was different; the Hulk wanted her dead!

Exiting the staging building the Hunger Game participants passed the covered pavilion area where over a hundred naked people milled about. They were local citizens invited to work victims in the pavilion during the Hunger Game. The men all had full Erectile Enhancements and their large erections bobbing about in the morning sun. They were all standing with legs spread apart over a small terrified victim laying on a mat. You could feel the tension in the air, the people couldn’t wait to get to work on their victims and the small boys and girls under them were terrified as to what was to come.

As Julie made her way through them many called out to Julie to wish her luck. There were gasps of awe when Haulkie walked past as the people marveled, especially the women, at his massive erection.

Soon all participants were gathered and milling about their starting blocks. To Julie’s right was the friendly and powerfully built nun, Sister Halver. She smiled and nodded to Julie. Like most Hunger Games, this wasn’t a one survivor type game. Generally, the Imperators were exempt from that. All Fish and Plebes would be killed, though. (Note: Fish were a slang term for small victims put in the game to keep the action going). It did help your standing and endorsements if an Imperator could kill off a few of your fellow Imperators during the game.

To Julie’s right was Haulkie. He glanced over at her and said in a dark menacing voice. “I’m gonna kill you girl.” Julie was visibly shaken but steadied herself, determined to carry out her one and only hope of survival.

“Let the games begin.” Shouted a man over a PA system. A loud blast of a horn followed. Julie was off, running for her life with Haulkie right behind. He was fast and not far from her. Julie cut to the left heading for the tree filled area. On she ran with her heart in her throat. “Gotta work, gotta work,” she mumbled to herself. Then up ahead she saw it, the white rock that she’d put there to mark the spot.

Haulkie was close now, very close; any second now he’d make a grab for her. Julie looked over her right shoulder and called out to him, “you get’en fat Haulkie boy. What’s the matter can’t keep up.” This infuriated him even more. Now was the moment when Julie reached the rock. She slowed and made a sudden jump to the right, going clean off the cliff. What Julie had seen previously was a small grass covered ledge where a portion of the grassy area had slid down a bit. She landed and almost lost her balance. Haulkie had been so intent on catching Julie, especially after her taunts, that he’d not noticed the cliff edge approaching.

He went clear off the cliff, screaming like a little girl as he went down. Haulkie bounced off the cliff wall a few times and landed on his face on the rock beach at the bottom of the cliff. She’d done it! Julie was ecstatic. However, her situation was precarious as the small ledge she was on wouldn’t support her for long. Just then a muscular hand appeared. It was Sister Halver, offering to help pull Julie up. “From the frying pan into the fire,” Julie thought. She had no choice though and was pulled up.

Sister Halver then led Julie over to a shady spot near a tree. “This spot should do.” Julie shrugged her shoulders and lay down. Sister Halver sat on her shoulders and spread her legs wide. “Sorry Julie,” she said then slid forward pressing Julie's nose deep up her well-oiled vagina. Seconds later the pumping hip grinding commenced. Julie sensed she would die that day but at least she’d killed Haulkie.

Word soon spread the Haulkie was dead and that Julie, the young upstart, was responsible. The video of the Haulkie plunging off the cliff would be replayed over and over again. In the Administrative building the Mayor, Mrs. Young, was in a pretty full dress and sitting on the face of a small boy, slowly smothering him. When she heard what happened she jumped up. “WHAT! What the fuck!” she shouted in rage. “The Haulkie was our best draw. Damn, damn,” she shouted to her aid. The mayor's small victim looked up and rubbed his eyes while he gasped for air.

“What’s wrong mommy?” he said in a soft innocent voice. “Nothing dear.” His mother said then screamed to another aid, “Get me a drink. I sure as hell need one.” She then lowered herself back down on her son’s face. “Ah,” she said while she worked his nose back into place.

CONTINUED PART 2

An hour after hour sister Halver ground down on poor Julie. The good sister changed positions several times and now was furiously stroking Julie’s nose up her butt in a reverse straddle smother. Julie felt herself getting weaker and weaker, everything was becoming a blur. Then, from her blurred vision came a familiar face, her long dead Grandmother. She smiled and extended a hand to Julie, “Time to come along dear,” she said reassuringly. Julie then gave up life and died. She’d had a short successful career in the arena but had taken one too many chances.

Sister Halver was elated, she’d killed one of the top Imperators in the country. She stood over Julie’s inert body and took in a gulp of refreshing sea air. The sky was blue, the game had gone perfectly well so far. With two of the greatest Imperators, Julie and Haulkie now eliminated she’d have a free hand and kill off all the rest.

Far out to sea and many miles from the Warren Park something was amiss. The hot summer beat down on the ocean causing it heat up. Beneath the surface was the Wendell Current, a mass of tropically heated water that shot north like a fire hose and dumped itself out on the shores of New Europa. Normally at this latitude Europa would have a much colder climate. Instead, it enjoyed a near tropical one with palms and tropical birds.

The extreme heat of the Wendell Current, abnormally heated from the eruption of volcanic cracks deep in the ocean, was now being super heated from above by the penetrating rays of the sun. The ocean water was evaporating into the air at a tremendous rate.

Meanwhile, the meteorologists at Weather Station 3, a tall lighthouse looking structure on a pinnacle of rock far to sea, were getting some worrying preliminary data from ocean sensors.

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Continuation please cool storiesss you schold write a saga with many parts .. i read all. Cheers!!
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thanks to you, mike3121 for this tale and ALL the others you wrote. I'd like to read a new story about Amazon warriors and their sons
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Default Re: Seaside Slaughter Hunger Games Continued

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