Myers

by Zepphora

For the spooky bitches who always thought Michael Myers was swinging a horse cock and would fuck like a demon. He knows you can be a good girl and a dirty slut at the same time.

Pain in the body quiets pain in the mind. PENELOPE DOUGLAS, KILLSWITCH

I want to play dead and be fucked into the mud by a man covered in blood while holding a knife to my throat. They might run for the hills if they heard about that or how horror movies really get me going during the gore-filled kill scenes.

Nothing exciting ever happens here. This town could benefit from another massacre. It might add a bit of character.

still living in de-lu-lu land,

He thrusts all the way in, splitting me in two with the sword between his thighs, and he pins my arms above my head as he waits. I’m just waiting to die from trying to have sex and failing because of all the guys I could’ve taken to my bed, I had to choose the one swinging a damn horse cock.

Pain in the body quiets pain in the mind or something like that.

Ding dong. The witch is dead.

It doesn’t matter who it is against—men, women, children, rape is rape. I’ve been through it.

What he calls women wanting to be raped is actually consensual non-consent or dubious consent in different contexts. No woman wants to be raped, fictional or real. However, rape fantasies are a thing. It’s about dominance, being so desired that the other person can’t control themselves. It’s also a form of trauma release for women who have been raped.

Once I reach the point where I can, I push her eyeballs out and they fall to the table before rolling off. Oh, well. Chunky Monkey can eat them if she wants. Less I have to dispose of.

Oh that is foul