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WARREN PARK MASSACRE


Disclaimer: Terms such as boy, youth, and such are meant to be general terms and do not specify 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 overcrowded 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.

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Far out to sea sits Weather Station 3; a lonely outpost in the vast expanse of ocean. It sits atop a jagged pinnacle of rock and built at great expense. This is far in the future and you'd think weather satellites would supply a detailed accounting of meteorological data. Not true, after years of constant wars the space above the earth was a floating junkyard of exploded rockets, space stations, and other dangerous deb-re. No country would dare launch an expensive satellite and see it destroyed by 30,000 mph space junk. Weather data is now collected by buoys, devices embedded in the ocean floor and weather ships.

Manning this lonely outpost and Chief Meteorologist is Dr. Candy Young. At that moment she was sitting at the controls of Weather Station 3. Candy was tall and in her late 40's with curly brown hair that cascaded down her tanned face. Her body was trim from exercise as the station boasted a small weight/exercise room. Her life had centered around weather and all its quirks.

She grew up on a farm in the mid-west, tornado alley, and witnessed first hand it's destructive power. When she was a young girl she had a strapping neighbor boy several years older than herself down in the tall grass smothering him. She, like many young girls her age, often enjoyed the sensual pleasures of boy smothering. The smother had gone on for some time now as she was in no hurry to complete her kill. She was sitting on his face in a straddle smother working his nose all about the inside of her. The weather suddenly took a turn for the worst. A rain squally appeared several miles away, then, from a menacing blue-black cloud dropped a snake-like funnel – tornado!

She was quickly up and off her victim. The lad was dazed and gasping for air. “Come on. Move it,” she screamed. The lad was exhausted and bent over gasping for air. Candy grabbed him by the shoulders and half drug him towards her families farmhouse. They just made it inside when the tornado hit. The farm's house and all out building were superbly designed to withstand the most violent of tornadoes. Even so, the building shook from nature's fury.

Minutes later she had the boy down in her bed and was atop him once again. Now well situated she looked out of her bedroom window and watched the twisting turning tornado fade into a rain cloud. After witnessing such violent weather phenomena Candy was determined to know more about such things. Some years later after many long years of college, she was an experienced meteorologist and Senior in charge of WS3.

Seated next to Candy was her Junior Assistant, a newly minted meteorologist with the ink of her doctorate hardly dry. Claudia Robinson was her name. She was in her mid 20's. Though a pretty girl she never showed much interest in beauty and always kept her bright blonde hair done up in a simple ponytail. Like her supervisor Candy weather was her true calling.

From an early age, she was good at math and sciences and her test scores showed it. It was no surprise for her proud parents when she got a full scholarship to college to study meteorology. It also had another advantage, she got a coveted Exemption Card. EC's as they were called exempted someone and their families if married and in a critical skill, from the smother.

Throughout most of her life, Claudia had not experienced much in the way of smothering or stroking. True, every fall, when school would resume, a few of her classmates never returned. There was an incident that occurred which bothered Claudia and spurred her interest in getting into a critical career field.

She came home one day expecting to find her boyfriend waiting for her. He was nowhere to be seen when she heard the squeak of her mother's bed. Her mother was known, on rare occasions, to take a victim. She found her mother lying naked and stretched out atop her boyfriend in a 69.

Her hips were grinding down hard on him without mercy. She'd pulled his pants down and was energetically sucking his erection. She gave Claudia a sideways glance and continued what she was doing. The smothering continued far into the night. The next day Claudia found his young body on the front porch, all tagged and ready for pickup by the local body recovery people. Her mother never said a word about it though she was quite pleased with a most pleasurable kill. Claudia eventually forgave her mother but never again asked a boyfriend over.

Life on WS3 was mostly boring and consisted of analyzing endless reams of data. They, like many millions of others, had been watching the on-going Hunger Games at Warren City. The game was heating up. First the unexpected death of Haulkie then the famous Imperator Julie's death to follow. All eyes and money were now on the giant of a nun, Sister Halver.

As much as they tried to ignore it Area 43 seemed to be registering an abnormal spike in temperature. Area 43 was huge and far out to sea smack dab in the middle of the Wendell Current. Area sensors showed the water to be 98 degrees Fahrenheit and rising. Something was not right. The Wendell Current was a hot tropical current shooting north and dispersing into the vast ocean. It could get hot but not usually this hot and this far north.

Right in the center of Area 43 was the large yacht, the “Get it On.” It was owned by a major soap opera actor Harvey Heartthrob, AKA Gerbil Heimlich. Captain Franka Garcia was at the helm and kept the boat cruising along at a nice pace. He and his 3 man crew plus 2 stewards saw to the needs of Mr. Heartthrob and his guests. The “guests” were a bevy of beautiful aspiring actresses plus 3 of Heartthrob's business friends. No stroking or smothering on this craft, just plain old fucking, and lots of it. Man, it was orgy city 24/7.

Captain Garcia noticed the water's high temperature. Steam was rising off it now creating a fog. Some of the crew noticed bubbling with a hint of sulfur. Not Good, thought the experienced captain and changed course for the nearest land. With a push of the throttle the twin hydrogen electric engines came to life. He made a point to call in this data to WS3.

“Sulfur smell.” Candy said in shock. Both women turned off the Hunger Games and concentrated on the data before them. In the center of the screen was a huge map of Areas 40 through 46. Area 43 in the center was turning an orange color. Seismic reading showed a volcanic trench had become active. “Oh God, Oh God,” Candy said as she called into the main weather station in Warren City.

With the hot tropical water now being super-heated from below by volcanic activity, a vast stretch of the ocean would become a boiling cauldron. The excessively heated water would, in turn, heat the air. The hot air would rise in a circular fashion. Right now it would eventually dissipate into the air above. In the upper atmosphere was the Jet Current, a fast-moving mass of cold air. If it moved over, even by a few hundred miles it would cap off and keep the super-heated air from rising. Both women knew that a massive storm of unimaginable proportions was in the making.

Meanwhile back at the games, it was a pleasant day of FISH smothering. FISH was a name given to small mostly male boys that were put into a Hunger Game to keep the action going. Usually, the first day was spent killing off the FISH. However with Haulkie and Julie already eliminated Sister Halver thought “What the hell.” and turned on her fellow Imperators and Imperator wannabees.

First to go under her powerful body was Trevor. The smart ass son of the manipulative Miller's. Sister Halver's powerful body finished him off in 30 minutes. Next to go down was the gay, Greg. He put up a bit of a fight but she soon sat firmly on his face. He twitched and wiggled about under her but his situation was hopeless. Next, she killed off two high school boys thus ending their dreams of being famous Imperators. She killed them with a double head scissors with both their heads locked between her powerful thighs. Nothing was stopping her and the remaining Imperators and high school kids watched her hunting with fear.

End of Part 1 of Warren Park Massacre

Hey, didn't I just see Sister Halver lurking right behind you?

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Amazing as always man, cannot wait for the rest
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When you are sending the next episode ?
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any news about the rest of this story?
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I had the next 2 installments all done but suffered a computer "problem." Norton @%$#* Sometime, when I'm in the mood and have good ideas I'll work on the story. I hardly get any comments so it doesn't seem worth the effort.
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Hey yeah many would like to see the rest of the story!! You are a leyend!
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sorry you are feeling unappreciated Mike , which from what i can see isnt true, many people applaud and appraise your writing.
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WARREN PARK MASSACRE Part-2


Disclaimer: Terms such as boy, youth, and such are meant to be general terms and do not specify any specific age. It is up to you, the reader, to supply them as you see fit. This story and it's characters is fantasy, not real!


This is a continuing installment of a Hunger Games type story.

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 overcrowded 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.*

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Kamer, a radio personality and Psychiatrist of note, entered his lush apartment. His job as a radio host was to take calls from various people having a mental crisis or problem of some sort. Kamer was divorced and his ex-wife, also a Psychiatrist of note, lived across the country. Kamer was excited because his young son, Fredrick, was due for a visit an had flown in the morning while Kamer was at work. His father, a retired fireman now lived with him was to have picked him up at the airport. His father was of a different generation and had become permanently disabled due to an on-the-job accident.

When Kamer entered his apartment he noticed his father, Morton, staring intently at the large flat panel TV. “Wow,” he stated in astonishment, “that nun Halver, she's a regular killing machine.” Evidently, Morton had been intently watching the ongoing Hunger games. The whole city was excited over the ferocious giant of a nun, killing off all contenders.

“That's great Dad, but where's Fredrick, I want to see him,” Kamer said rather put out his young son wasn't there to greet him.

Morton looked up, “Well about that you see. Um, Daphne's got him.”

“Well then, Kamer said with impatience, “Have her bring him in.”

“Um Kame, she's sitting on him. She's had him down all morning. Almost from the minute, he got here.”

Kamer was taken aback and slumped onto his expensive Davenport. They had this live-in physical therapist Daphne Morn, a young and very pretty English girl that was hired to help Morton with his physical therapy. She'd worked out wonderfully and was now part of the family. As with many young women she often enjoyed a good smother now and again. Upon coming home from work Kamer would often find the body of her most recent kill in the hallway, waiting for pickup.

Now, she was on Kamer's young son, smothering him. “But Dad, he's so young,” Kamer said in shock. “I know, but she took one look at him and whisked him away to her bedroom,” Morton added. Kamer put his head in his hands and was profoundly saddened.

“I have to talk to Daphne about this, to get her to stop,” Kamer said more to himself than to Merton. “Good luck with that,” Morton added. “You know how she gets with her victims. They all leave her bedroom feet first and dead!”

Kamer listened to Daphne's closed door for a moment before he knocked. He heard the rhythmic sound of Daphne's bed squeaking while she smothered poor Frederick. Kamer then called out “Daphne, I've got to see you.” He said with sadness.

“Okay, if you must.” Replied an obviously perturbed Daphne. Upon entering her bedroom he saw Daphne totally naked sitting on Frederick's young face in a straddle smother. She was leaning forward with her arms on the headboard with her hips were grinding down hard on her young victim. Fredrick managed to raise a rather weak hand in recognition of hearing his fathers voice. Daphne, in all her nude glory, was a sight to behold. Kamer had never seen her naked before and it took his breath away. She had a rather bored look about her, after all, she'd smothered to death many hundreds of young boys and Frederick was just one of many.

The situation was hopeless for Kamer's young son Frederick for Daphne was completely within her legal right to smother him. Kamer sighed and said, “How's it going so far?” “Good, he's a great victim. I think I'll keep him for a while.” Daphne added with a self-satisfied smile.

Daphne quickly climbed off young Frederick and put on a nearby robe. She then disappeared into her bathroom. Frederick moaned softly and pulled his head from side to side. His face was covered in sweat with small brown ringlets of Daphne's pubic hair pressed to his face. His hair was all matted down. In essence, he looked a mess. The lad tried to sit up but was too exhausted.

Kamer tried to make small talk but Frederick was too tired. All the boy could do was take air in short gulps. Daphne quickly returned and once again sat on her victims face, this time in a reverse straddle smother, facing his feet. Once well situated she began rather brutally tracking Frederick's nose violently up her butt.

Kamer called his ex-wife Lilith and told her of poor Frederick's fate. She took it okay, it was hard for her to complain as she was often atop her own young victim. Since their divorce some 3 years ago Lilith had taken to boy smothering as a serious hobby.

A week passed and Daphne was continually hard at work smothering poor Frederick. She became more brazen with her smothering and often worked on the lad right in the center of the living-room. Eventually, everyone had gotten accustomed to seeing a naked Daphne astride Fredrick, giving him a vigorous smother.

One day Kamer returned from work and saw a familiar sight of Daphne sitting on Fredrick's face in a reverse squat smother. She had him down out on the balcony of the apartment. Kamer's apartment had a magnificent ocean view and a particularly delicious view of Daphne's naked body glistened in the sun. Frederick, usually just lay still and let her have her way with him. Even after the most vicious smothering young Frederick always had a smile for Daphne. It was obvious he was in love with her.

Kamer talked casually with Daphne for a bit but the squawking of seabirds all but drowned them out. There were huge flocks of birds flying inland. About that moment the phone rang; it was from the radio station Kamer worked at. Kamer couldn't believe what he was hearing. The station was shutting down and all employees were being urged to leave. It seems a source in the government weather bureau had detected a sudden buildup of a massive storm, a real killer. His station IFU was closing and going on automatic.

He no sooner put the phone down when Roz, his assistant at the station called. Roz, a sexy beauty with a ravenous appetite for victims, mostly preferred small boys but any male would do. Her Kill Count was beyond 21,000 so far. Many a young lad had gone willingly under her magnificent body. She was in a panic as to what to do. Kamer was inept at many things but he had this one covered.

He quickly called a pilot friend of his that owned a magnetic flight craft. Mostly he ferried tourists around but Kamer needed his help ASAP. News of this massive storm wasn't known to the general public so a flight out of town was easy to make. In 4 hours he'd land on top of their apartment building and ferry Kamer and his guests away. Kamer was wealthy and owned a large well-equipped lodge far from Warren City, ground zero of the storm. Kamer then made a quick call to the cabin's caretaker and ordered it be made ready with a whole lot of extra provisions.

Kamer's next call was to the Watson's in a nearby apartment, just down the hall. Mrs. Gale Watson was a pretty middle-aged woman with a mischievous and a bit on the chubby side young daughter Cathy. Kamer got to know them quite well.

It was all because of Kamer's sometimes inept brother. Kamer and Miles were sharing an elevator with Mrs. Watson and her daughter. Miles innocently remarked he'd let his Exemption Card expire. Exemption Cards or EC's as they were commonly known were given to valued members of society and their immediate families.

Cathy, just a small chubby little thing, got this broad smile and claimed Miles for her kill right then and there. It was all very legal but rather preposterous that a mere squirt of a girl could seriously smother to death Miles, an adult male, though a skinny frail neurotic male at that. So off Miles went.

Now and then Kamer would call up the Watsons on the view screen. He never got to see much of Miles as she was always sitting on his face in one position or
another. That had been over three years ago and she was still on him. Poor Miles, when on the few occasions, she let him up for a visit, he was habitually exhausted. Though quite young Cathy was developing into an expert at smothering; Kamer could see Cathy was getting bored with Miles and his days were now numbered.

Kamer quickly told Mrs. Watson the situation and convinced her to be on the roof in 4 hours to escape the oncoming storm. Kamer quickly switched screens to check on Miles. Cathy had him down in a 69 smother with her legs spread wide apart. It was a rearward view so Kamer could see mostly the top of Miles blonde head being buffeted about by Cathy's grinding hips. Cathy looked over her right shoulder and said, “Hi Mr. Krane.” “Hi Cathy, how's Miles holding up?” She shrugged and slowed her incessant pumping. Miles, through difficulty, managed to arch his head back a bit. The most that Kamer could see was his eyes, half open. His nose was firmly positioned deep up inside of Cathy. It was bad enough that Kamer had to get resigned to Miles death but Frederick's death as well.

Roz was totally shocked about the impending violent hurricane to hit Warren City. The radio station she worked at, IFU took it so seriously they shut down and went on autoplay of old broadcasts. She immediately went about stuffing two large suitcases with everything of value.

At that particular moment she didn't have a victim handy to smother and had to admit to herself she was probably addicted to boy smothering; it was such a sensual and delicious pastime. Off she went in a taxi with her luggage. She did, however, have one important stop to make; the local victim pick up center. Strangely the parking lot was near empty. Even the always busy drive-thru was void of cars.

“Hey, Stan, what gives?” Roz said in a happy tone. Stan the manager of the facility, shook his head. “Sorry Roz, not today. No victims left.” “What the hell!” Roz said in shock. “I need one now, I have needs.” She pleaded. “A large women's church group came in and took the lot.” He added. “Oh man,” Roz said in despair. She then pulled out a crisp Silver Credit bill. “Could this change your mind?” Roz said with her best pleading voice.

Stan smiled and took the bill. “Okay, I got one left, just for special customers like you.” Before Stan left to collect Roze's victim he grabbed the bill from her fingers. Moments later he returned with a small blonde boy. He was the cutest with big blue sad eyes. Roz immediately felt a primitive stirring deep in the center of her sexuality. Roz was wearing a common Smother Dress, like a tennis dress only briefer with no panties and felt tempted to get on him right then and there.

Seconds later she bundled him into her cab and raced to Kamer's building. Time was getting late. Roz checked at Kamer's apartment and it empty with the door open. Several men ran out with various pieces of furniture. “Ah, didn't take long for the vultures to gather,” she thought.

With two heavy suitcases and a cute boy following along behind she made it to the roof. Gathered there was Kamer, Kamer's father, an exhausted Miles, and some chubby girl, the girls mother a nice looking middle aged women also with her own victim a teen boy. Next was Daphne standing next to an exhausted Fredrick.

Minutes later the craft landed and they were whisked away far from danger. Roz and her new victim both looked out at the clear blue sky. It sure didn't look like some nasty storm was coming. Kamer and his Dad Morton looked about the craft. His lodge was huge, 18 rooms each with a bathroom and most with a well-stocked kitchenette. He concluded the women would spend most of their time on their respective victims. That just left him and his Dad to themselves. Dad would probably spend his time watching TV. Kamer had a huge silent piano. He'd wear earphones and only he would hear the notes. He would now have time to fine-tune his often neglected piano playing.

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