The whale's tearful eyes fixated upon her lover's murderer, and soon his eyes turned towards her; a horrific and indescribable fear chilled her to her core as she watched his hand extend two fingers towards his eyes before shifting to point in her direction. In great sorrow the whale's heart sank, and all she could do was turn and flee. The forest looked upon the partially eaten remains of Papa Sequoia, his cleaved and buthered carcass flickering with the glow of their greatest foe; fire. The ape who had so brutally murdered their daddy had returned, taking position beside Papa's corpse and using his remains to make camp. Piece by piece was hacked away, his trunk ravaged for its bark and roasted upon the fire made from his own flesh before being devoured ravenously by the monstrous ape who had slain him. Each bite he took he would gaze up cruely at couple the other trees, his eyes cold and filled with malice, almost as if he deeply enjoyed each and every awful feeling they were experiencing. Occasionally the ape would grin, pluck a handful of grass from Mother Earth herself, then stuff the poor creatures into his mouth and chew them slowly as they screamed. Apes had always been selfish monsters who carelessly consumed plant-life, stealing it for their own nutrition and caring nothing for the sacrifice, but to mutilate them only to spit their mangled, bound corpses out upon their loved sexy ones was more than any member of the forest kingdom could handle; what was next was worse. Taking the wad of dead grass in hand the ape withdrew his fleshy trunk from the lower coverings of his body and proceeded to press the mass tightly around its girth. Gripping firmly the ape began to stroke the length of his member from base to tip again and again, and with time the beating grew faster and more intense; green stained the length of the shaft as the tangled bodies of grass grew ever more mutilated. The ape groaned deeply as he pleasured himself, his eyes never once breaking contact with the forest or losing even the faintest trace of sadism, and eventually a thick white stream rushed from his tip and across the grass below. Taking the abused wad to his finger tips he began to wipe his member clean pussy before tossing the remains into the flames. Standing high as he finished, his fleshy trunk steadily falling limp, the ape grasped the base securely and proceeded to release his liquid waste into the fire below until nothing more remained than embers and charred horror. Smirking the ape tucked his member away, turned his back to the treeline, and proceeded to conceal himself in a canopy made of Papa Sequoia's corpse. It’s the time of the year again. I used to take Claire to the Halloween store and in the night bring her to our neighbors’ house for a “Trick or Treat” session. But as she grows up, she started to go with her friends instead. And now she is 17, she still celebrate Halloween. Eventhough she skipped the “Trick or Treats” for teen years now, she will attend any costume Halloween party that invited her. While me, will have my time alone at the house. Have myself a drink and make myself a comfy greasy dinner. Knowing she didn’t like it much. “Hey dad! I’m off! I’ll go with my friends but I’m afraid you have to pick me up. Is that okay with you?” She asked as she climbed down from amateur the stairs. I am at the kitchen preparing to cook. I turn around and my eyes widens seeing her. She is wearing a fine green long silky wig reaching her back. On her head I can see a small devil like wings. She is wearing matching green eyed contact lenses. 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