Blaze yanked the thing out with a slurp, and for a moment Cream thought the cat had made her point and would now stop. But instead Blaze just pulled a knife from her clothing and started to sharpen the handle. During this time, Cream couldn't see what she was doing, and actually went back to lapping at her pussy, so Blaze smiled and moved her hips more firmly to enjoy the underaged but somewhat experienced tongue playing with her moist lips.
Blaze surprised the little girl when she rammed it back in, hard, sitting down at the same time to muffle the inevitable scream. Blaze herself moaned softly as she crammed it harder, breaking the pointed tip through the little girl's cervix and jamming it fully into the young womb. She didn't stop shoving until the tip met the back end of the womb and pried away at the flesh, making Cream scream even more, and making Blaze grow all the hotter, her smile extending.
Mercilessly, Blaze felt around Cream's belly. She pushed the sharp point through her womb, into her guts, and then carefully manuvered it, holding down on Cream's belly to pin down her stomach and then carefully pushed the rod into her stomach lining from below. It was obvious that the cat had impaled females up through their pussy before, and Cream was even easier than an adult because she didn't have as far to jam it.
Cream gurgled in absolute agony, even though she couldn't feel much of what happened to her internals, her pussy was spreading pain through her whole body and leaking out a puddle of red onto the blankets beneath her. She felt as if she needed to gag suddenly, not understanding why, as Blaze carefully guided the impromptu pike up through her esophogus. Blaze felt the gagging, then felt her own pleasure rise to the peak as she came all over the little girl's face, her pussy convulsing even though the little girl had long stopped lapping.
Blaze slowly pulled her drooling cunt from Cream's mouth, and the little girl tried to scream, but nothing came out. Well.. no sound came out. To her terror, the sharp end of the broom emerged from her muzzle, covered in her blood, her mouth forced upwards to put her in a straightened position along the length of the broom. She looked up at Blaze, an utterly betrayed look on her face, the look that only a naive little girl could give after being broken by her best friend. The look made Blaze moan softly again.
"There you see? That is what a friend can do to you. But this isn't all. You'll live for some time on this pike, so I can do an awful lot more to you..." Blaze smiled, but it was a grim smile.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
