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"That's it, Dan." Chris cooed softly, watching as Dan rutted into the little one underneath him as if it was nothing more than a piece of meat. Then again, to Dan, that's exactly what children are—toys to unleash his wrath upon due to how unfairly life treated him. "Keep fucking him for me, okay? I don't want you to stop until you're satisfied. Until he's dead..."
If Dan had a tail, it would be wagging right now. He only thrust deeper into the children, ignoring the soft whimpers that parted from its lips. It would be screaming its head off if it wasn't drugged and on the verge of death. The toddler's head flopped limply in Dan's hands with each thrust he made into its tiny little asshole, causing it to loudly thud. But he didn't care about that. All he cared about was emptying his load into this little bitch, showing him how much he's in charge, how he's in control and there isn't a single thing the toddler can do to escape his pent-up wrath.
"Thatss itttt..." Chris drawled out, knowing that his boy was getting close. "Do it, baby. Cum for me. Cum inside that toddler. Can you do that for me, sweetie? Can you cum inside that toddler's ass for me?"
Chris's words were what set Dan over the edge. The fact that Chris was not only allowing, but praising him as he raped a toddler right in front of him aroused him in ways that he didn't know were possible. Only Chris. Only Chris Pearson could affect him like this.
"Y-Yeah...." Dan stuttered. "G-Good boy.... I-I'm a good boy.... I-I'm a good boy for you, Chris. I-I'm going to cum... Going to cum in the toddler for you!"
With one final thrust of his hips Dan rutted his cock all the way inside of the toddler's asshole. The size difference wasn't that bad but his dick still hurt, hurt bad as it forcefully split open the baby on his dick. He grabbed the child by the throat, forcing it to look him in the eyes as he slammed its head repeatedly onto the cold basement floor.
"Take this, you fucking bitch!" Dan growled as he rutted into the toddler with a force so strong that his hips began to ache. But he didn't care. He was driven on pure lust and rage as he made sure to empty himself into Baby's hole. "Take it! Fucking TAKE IT!"
As his orgasm died down, Dan watched as the light slowly faded out of the baby's eyes. It was dead. Dan slammed its head against the ground once more, this time not stopping until its head was fully smashed. He smeared it around, causing the brain matter to go all over the floors and walls. Chris would clean it for him. Chris would do anything for him.
Once Dan pulled out of the toddler, Chris went over to him, scooping the small man in his arms and cradling him tightly to his chest.
"Good boy, baby." Chris cooed happily, ignoring the lifeless corpse of a toddler that was covered in its own blood, brain matter and Dan's cum. "You did such a good job fucking him, sweetie. Did such a good job showing me how you're the one in charge here."
Dan let out a tired grunt, snuggling into Chris's chest. "Whatever," he huffed. "You're going to have to clean that."
"I know, I know." Chris giggled as if they were talking about who would do the dishes rather than who would dispose of a child that got molested to death. "But for now, just let me hold you, okay?"
"Okay...."
As Dan cuddled into Chris's embrace, he couldn't help but sigh happily, already thinking of when he was going to rape his next toddler. He's going to give the world a massive FUCK YOU, one toddler corpse at a time.