Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author's Note: Well, this is the first thing I've written in a very long
while.  Unfortunately, I'm not a resident of an Anglosphere country, and as
such my English composition might seem somewhat awkward; I apologize if
that's so, and I would love to have feedback on how to improve if you would
be so willing to provide it.  Before you ask, there is no Baking for Cunts
#2 or #1.  This is of a rather different nature than my current other
story.

   Note that this is extremely obscene.  In certain countries, in fact,
compositions of this nature are illegal.  As it stands, exercise caution.
Given that a shemale with a massive penis debauching and brutalizing
under-aged females are often frowned upon in contemporary society, I'd lock
the door unless your relatives are illiterate or don't speak English

   I haven't proofread this very thoroughly, so there might be some errors.
Please, notify me of them if you can.

   Originally posted on Gurochan, finished 2011-10-30 20:23.

   Suzy Cuntbuster presents: Baking for Cunts #3 (Fg, Ff, scat, sad, ped,
viol, tort, ws, vomit, reluc, tg, humor)

   CHAPTER ONE GATHERING INGREDIENTS

   Cindy sat on the dilapidated couch- stained by the fluids of decades of
use, dark, dried clods of a substance that was suspiciously pungent quite
visible on the formerly white fabric- her petite body highlighted by her
high pink-and-white checkered cotton stockings under her tight, white
crotchless underwear, the words "CUNT" and "FUCK MY ASSHOLE" proudly
written on the waistband in point seventy-two Impact; her A-cup tits and
swollen belly- a huge, very unusual enema and several days of continence-
hanging free.  Her collar proudly said "Fuckbitch Cindy".  The camera crew
focused on her cheap mascara and bright red lipstick, haphazardly applied
to her 14-year old face, her nose twitching a little from the thick smell
of shit and piss filling the room.  For a good show, she turned around to
show the reinforced buttplug in her ass- she was secretly cramping
something fierce, but she certainly had the talent to be an actor if not
the connections- and the tinier version of it trapped in her urethra.

   Technically, what they were about to do- in fact, what they were
currently doing- wasn't entirely legal.  Technically, the conglomerate
known as Suzy Cuntbuster Studios was in violation of several federal and
state statutes on obscenity, child pornography, narcotics and workplace
safety; in fact, a Congressional hearing was arranged to deal with it- and
quickly dismissed a few days before it was to happen, after a `free tour'
was given to every single congressman- after a congressman's daughter's
billing went from Susan Evans Worthington in The Tempest to Sue the Crack
Whore in Shit-Eating Whores #4.  Technically, the company's chief executive
officer, the eponymous Suzy Cuntbuster, was also the only recurring star, a
violation against nature's laws as much as those of men.  But practically,
tax revenue is tax revenue.  Especially a lot of it.

   She walked into the room with an obviously heroin-addled, half-dead cunt
of indeterminate but clearly prepubescent age impaled by its little asshole
on the tip of her ridiculously massive schlong; the cameras immediately
aimed towards her.  Cindy stared at the mess of a fuckpole and the massive
sweaty balls that hung below it- the assplunger that jutted from between
her legs couldn't be less than three feet long, a third of that across, and
the balls that hung down from underneath them looked as if they could hold
several litres of cum- (then again, she wouldn't be sitting on that couch
if she was good at maths) in fact, they had their own little bras.  Suzy's
pecker was up its ass a good foot, and its face was a mask of agony as Suzy
nonchalantly pulled the dickwarmer- a sick squelching sound of scat and
blood resounding through the room and into the microphones, piss and anal
fluids and her cum streaming down her already filthy dick and into her
balls and crusty pubic hair- off of her fuckpole by the blonde pigtails the
whore had when it came to her- presumably given to it by its worthless
mother.  With a loud `pop', its anus got free and whatever intestinal
fluids were left came down in a cascade- revealing that Suzy hadn't even
pulled her copious foreskin down, preserving the days-old fluids caught
within from her last major video, `Dick-Shit Eating Cunt #9'.  Callously,
she flung the wretched little thing to the floor and kicked it away in
disgust- a little moan came up from the warm body; grunting `shut the fuck
up', Suzy gave it a few kicks until it was resigned to twitching in a pool
of its own fluids.

   Cindy was watching, utterly horrified but doing a very good job of
acting as if she wasn't.  Spreading her legs wide, opening her pubescent
pussy open for her, she giggled dumbly as Suzy walked towards her.  "Hi-"
she began, quickly interrupted by a bone-breaking kick right in the middle
of it.  She let in a sharp, painful ingress of air, twitching from the
sudden pain as she began to scream.

   Suzy was having none of that.  Immediately, she grabbed the cunt by her
long hair and stuffed her mouth with the thick layer of foreskin on the top
of her massive pole, inundating the girl with the smell and taste of the
mix of semen, smegma, ass juice, shit and even dried chunks of vomit stuck
in it from her last few victims; moaning as she felt the vibration from the
shuddering teenage whore's mouth.  Pulling her away, she hocked a loogie
into Cindy's face, suspending her by her hair in front of her and glaring.

   "Are we going to have any more incidents like this, cunt?" she asked,
not waiting for a response from the blubbering mess before she threw her
back onto the couch.  "Good.  Now clean my fuck-cannon before I break your
asscunt." Scrambling to her feet- it was made very clear that Suzy didn't
have to pay her a cent if she didn't deliver a hundred percent- she began
to pull down the disgusting foreskin, streaked red from her cheap lipstick,
as she begun to lick alongside the rim; a cameraman leaned over, getting
shots of her sucking up the wet and dry clumps of piss-flavoured shit,
vomit and smegma from the cavern that was her dick.  "And don't you dare
swallow." Suzy added, seemingly bored with the whole thing- the fun hadn't
even started yet.  Digging as if each piece of dick-cheese was a dollar,
thick, juicy yellow chunks she tried her best to avoid chewing, Cindy
slowly revealed the putrid head of Suzy's magnificent shitplow.

   If Cindy wasn't completely disassociated with what she was doing, she'd
be thinking "How the fuck am I gonna get that in my mouth?" As it was,
however, she was far too involved to ponder hypotheticals.  Licking like a
pro, she sucked on the tip of Suzy's urethra, sucking from it whatever
nasty shit was left in there, her tongue just tiny enough to get into the
entrance and poke around.  Suzy actually giggled at the effort the poor
girl was putting in- and she couldn't deny that the girl wasn't too bad.

   In a few minutes, Cindy had gotten through the whole thing, even licking
up the stray pubic hair on her massive balls, (Suzy admitted- this slut was
pretty impressive) her cheeks filled like a beaver's as she tried not to
choke, her mascara streaming like water from her eyes.  "Doggie bowl," Suzy
said, as she looked, unimpressed, at the pitiful sight below her.  One with
the haphazardly scrawled words "FUCKBITCH SINDEE" was immediately slid over
to her.  "Squat, bitch." she said, and the confused fuckhole began to stand
up, walking haphazardly over to it- she was rewarded immediately by a hard
punch to the nose, enough to draw blood; the force knocked her back to the
floor, where she almost choked on the toxic mixture in her mouth.  She
would have vomited if not for the fact that every time her throat tried,
she began to drown in her own fluids.

   "Do dogs walk, you stupid piece of shit?" she asked, and shaking her
head furiously, blood splattering to the sides as she did, she immediately
got to her knees and crawled over before squatting over the doggie bowl,
holding her hands in front of her as if begging.  Her bowels were painfully
full; the only food she'd been given for the past forty-eight hours was
beans, rice and asparagus, and she wasn't allowed to so much as fart for
the last few days.  Getting stuffed with an enema for an hour in this state
was- unpleasant, at best.  "Unlock the bitch," Suzy said, and as soon as a
cameraman pulled the straps out, her ass exploded violently in a spray of
brown and yellow, rotten eggs, expired milk and most importantly thick,
soft logs of shit streaming out into the large doggy bowl, barely a drop
unaccounted for.  Another cautiously undid the urethral plug, holding a
glass in front of her as she relieved her bowels and bladder at the same
time, her tongue sticking out and her eyes rolling back into her head.  As
she finished, Suzy commanded her to dump the disgusting clump of wet filth
into the befouled bowl, and the whore obliged, almost sinking her face into
her own waste as she hurls it out, followed by a flood of her lunch.  While
she's still suffering- her pussy still aches from the harsh kick- she's
certainly suffering much less than she ought to.  A few putrid farts
emptying out her ass later, her breathing's become level; she continues to
vomit into the bowl as she realizes what she's just done, emptying her
stomach and crying.

   Suzy laughed harshly, stroking the side of her now fully erect cock- now
at its full three and a half feet- grabbing it by the base and swinging it
like a club at the crying teen's face, knocking her over onto her side. 
Before she could say a word, she picks up her head like a doll's and slams
her open mouth onto the very tip of her repulsive shitplow- albeit less so,
thanks to the girl's prior efforts- and begins to piss into her mouth.

   Fun fact: Suzy Cuntbuster Studios makes a tidy profit in the pest
repellent and industrial pesticide industry.

   As the fetid piss streams into her throat, she begins to suffocate,
choking on the juice-thick, sickly yellow fluid; a little streams out of
her nose, quickly shut off as Suzy angles her dick to compensate.  Her feet
aren't even touching the floor now, her body merely an accessory to her
mouth.  She struggles, trying to turn her whole body, but Suzy just laughs
and knees her in the cunt.  A sickly `crack' sound is heard; "Eh, easier to
get in," she notes, as she continues pushing deeper into the girl's throat,
emptying her bladder.  She restrains herself from breaking the girl's jaw
just yet, though the temptation is becoming unbearable.  As she spits onto
the girl's pitiful, mascara-and-snot covered face, she grabs the end of her
massive dick- still not entirely hard- and pulls out, covering the girl in
a shower of piss, forcing her eyes open with her hands and practically
blinding her.  As it trickles down, it dyes her already somewhat brown pink
stockings dark yellow; her belly is double its usual size, filled with
thick, syrupy fluids.  Her cunt, almost virginal, is bruised and bleeding,
her hips turned at an awkward angle.  Throwing her onto the couch, she
quickly set her ass down on the girl's face.

   Suzy Cuntbuster's asshole deserves special mention.  It's a thing of
beauty, depending on your point of view.  This is a very special point of
view, given that it was a gaping mess of fermented piss, smegma , (even the
greatest have to start somewhere) dried piss and various other foul fluids-
not to mention the shit she never wasted on a toilet that wasn't a person;
not to mention, it was hairy enough to floss with.  Ass-Flossing Bitches
was a great success, in fact.  She forced it down onto the fuckbitch's
nose, completely covering her respiratory system.  Her saliva-covered balls
smacked down onto the teen's open eyes, bright red from the assault they'd
sustained, and she began pumping her some natural gas.

   Another fun fact: Suzy's flatulence is regulated under the name
`methanosulfuric gas' by the CWC as a Schedule 1 chemical weapon; the
studio happens to somehow get a few million dollars transferred from
various Swiss bank accounts per annum.  The IRS keeps their hands off- for
unexplained reasons.  The cameramen wisely strapped their gas masks on if
they hadn't already.

   If she was still conscious enough to think, Cindy would probably be
reconsidering her decision to attain financial independence.  As it was,
she was being hit by a chemical weapon, the only thing stopping her from
choking on her own spit the even more rancid- but somewhat less toxic-
shitspray that was clogging her respiratory system.  Her wide open mouth
was sucking in air as if she was dying- which she probably was, given that
Suzy didn't really give any metaphorical shits either way.  The wet
squelching and ripping sounds resounded throughout the acoustic room, and
as Suzy pulled up, letting out her last fart- along with a burst of
diarrhoea, all over her face; angling upwards like a firehose over the
cunt's body, grabbing the fuckhole's hands and using them to jack her
length as she debauched her.

   As the loose stools finished up, the soft, mushy logs she was so famous
for began to drop onto the girl's face, letting a pile form before forcing
her mouth open and making her chew her excrement, the whole room now
smelling worse than a landfill.  Once she'd let out the final log- well,
technically she could have gone on for several more minutes, but she'd
conserve herself now; wiping her ass with her hair, she walked off, taking
the now-cold bowl with her and leaving Cindy wasted on the couch.  Suzy
didn't want to kill the bitch- not just yet.

   CHAPTER TWO COOKING

   Author's Note: This chapter contains drugs, albeit in a somewhat
contrived manner.  If drugs offend you, then you're probably already
offended.

   The scene opened with Cindy sitting now on an elevated scene in the
kitchen, in new clothing- still, her whole body was stained with shit;
she'd only been allowed to clean off what she could wipe off.  Her costume
was domestic, now, shit-saturated hair lovingly tied up into a ponytail and
makeup applied right onto the dried shit- a commentary some feminist cunt
would jump on to interpret.

   Suzy came in, clad in a similar outfit, her dick dragging along the
floor- now with a rare and quite fake smile on her face, along with a
putrid smell.  "Hello, cunt!" she said, "Today we're going to be cooking
Cunt Pie!  I hope you're excited." The dog bowl, Cindy noticed, in her
hand- it was hers.  The concoction of vomit, dick-cheese, rotten eggs,
spoiled milk and shit she'd created in a disgusting fit of shameful relief.
She wasn't being paid to eat that, she thought, as Suzy hauled her dick up
from under her dress and let out a burst of piss into the bowl to moisten
it up.

   Cindy started to raise her voice to object.  "Hey, I'm not going to eat
tha-"

   Suzy's reaction was immediate and quite instructive.  Cindy suddenly
felt a punch in the face, her back making a rather alien sound as she
crushed onto the floor.  "What was that?" Suzy said, glaring at her.  There
was quite a bit of shock in her eyes- she'd never been questioned like
this, by anyone.

   "I said...  ow...  that I'm not going to eat-"

   Her air supply and voice were quickly shut out by her grabbing the girl
by her neck.  "Oh?  Is that so?  Is that fucking so?" Suzy slammed Cindy
down onto the table like a toy, right in front of the bowl.  "You're going
to help me prepare it.  Okay?" The teen's face was about to become blue,
and she nodded hurriedly, desperate for air.  She let go.

   "I really liked you, you know," Suzy said, as she came on top of the
table along with Cindy, who was struggling to maintain her breath.  She
tugged her cock up with her, as it began to go erect.  "I was going to fill
it up later, but you just had to ruin it, didn't you?" Shaking her head,
she pulled the skirt up to reveal Cindy's shit-stained ass.  Forcing her
ass up, Suzy motioned for lubricant.

   Unfortunately, lubricant that has almost all of the quantities of shit
doesn't sell very well, so Suzy Cuntbuster Studios doesn't, in fact, earn a
large amount of money from their nevertheless brilliant product.  However,
it is certainly very, very effective.  She applied plenty of it, making
sure that Cindy did her part.  She used her other hand to grab the shithead
by the hair and plunged her into the mix, turning her about like an egg
beater.  "First, we've got to get a consistent mix!" she says, as she
finishes applying- and without warning, thrusts four inches in.

   Cindy's screams made the bowl shudder, helping the process along as the
filth began to turn into a twisted version of dough.  Suzy didn't bother
slowing down, shoving it even deeper.  She could feel the fuckbitch's
already fractured hips straining against her assault; with a quick pull and
a hard push, she broke several very important joints in a sickening crunch.
Screaming in the joy she always felt when she broke a new bitch, she fit in
almost an entire foot in a single intestine-tearing push.  Jerking in and
out, she began to fuck for real.

   Suzy moans now in sadistic pleasure as she knows the girl will never
walk again, delighting in the fact that she's ruined another girl's life-
one way or another.  With a grunt, she fucks even deeper, the girl unable
to push her away, her whole body shuddering as she struggles to breathe
even as her entire hip feels like it's been through a blender.  The shemale
forces her down into the concoction for another few seconds before letting
her up from the semi-solid concoction she's created.  In fact, it's solid
enough that not very much of it is clutching to her already shit-stained
face, a few drops of rotten yolk notwithstanding.  She breathes a deep sigh
of relief before her lower nervous system catches up to her.  Almost
immediately, she expels it in a horrified scream.  Suzy grunts and pulls in
and out, the piece of fuckmeat's dick-hungry intestines clutching to it.

   As she prepares to reach her climax, she props the girl up, pulling her
up to her and slamming her against her beach-ball sized tits; grabbing her
cock through her bulge and dress.  She jerked it through the cuntmeat's
body, the position conveniently forcing it to look straight down as she
began to pump and jerk at the same time, treating her like a meatdoll- just
a few kilograms of meat to cum into.

   And cumming she was quite close to- as she fucked even harder, unable to
pull out now without being unable to go back in, she managed another few
inches, continuing her assault.  The cunt's head was sagging to the side
now, her eyes rolled up in her head and her tongue hanging out like a
retard's.  In a fit of uncontrolled lust, Suzy gave her a punch right in
the nose to wake her up, with considerable success; a thick spray of blood
bloomed from her now-broken nose, mixing with her snot and tears as she
awakened from her stupor.  "Let's make this mix a little firmer, shall we?"
she laughed, as she came, shoving the still-bleeding girl right over the
`dough'; thick ropes of yellowish cum mixed with the debris of her earlier
conquests pour into her straightened descending colon; the sheer volume
filling her as she continues thrusting, pushing the mixture mercilessly
through her until it begins to well up in her oesophagus, forcing the
spermpipe to spew litres of brown-stained yellowish cum into the large
doggie-bowl.

   Squeezing her stomach to get the last of the cum within it out, Suzy
giggled at the sight as she stirred it again, mixing it thoroughly. 
Hefting the girl up onto her dick, forcing her legs onto her balls to
support her weight, she got off the counter and carried the drying dog bowl
cheerily into the oven, upending it onto a baking plate and leaving the
semi-solid mess to cook as she turned up the heat, watching it bake as she
fondled the pair of tiny tits the girl had.  Discreetly, she took a little
syringe from one of the cameramen as the cameras focused on the cooking-
and plunged it into the girl's clit, squeezing down.

   As the mix ding'd, she pulled open the oven to release one of the worst
scents known to man.  Or rather, one of the best.  Indescribable in its
foulness, Cindy was jolted out of her reverie to look at the greenish-brown
mixture.  She certainly was broken in multiple ways- her tongue lolled out
as she sniffed, panting in the hunger whatever Suzy had given her gave her.


   "Are you ready to eat, shitcunt?" Suzy said, taking a deep sniff as
Cindy shuddered in joy.  The response was incoherent, but she was sure that
it was a sign of consent.  At least, the court would rule in her favour. 
Not that it ever would go against her anyway, besides a few cunts that
somehow ended up in her films days later.  Shit, she'd probably be able to
make an amendment to the Constitution if she wanted to.  Those pussies were
so scared for their daughters- they most always had a daughter or at least
a wife- that they'd shit themselves on the way to the Capitol rather than
take time for a restroom stop.

   Setting it down on the table, she hocked a loogie onto the top and got
some supplies- the broken bitch on her dick the whole time, pining for the
cake.  Striding back over, she began to make the frosting.

   "Let's see.  Five spoonfuls of `icing sugar'!" she said, saturating the
mixture with the cocaine powder.  "A good helping of hero-juice!" She
almost emptied out the satchel marked- in huge letters- "BAYER
PHARMACEUTICALS DIAMORPHINE".  Ever since she'd done a bit of lobbying,
drug companies'd been falling over themselves to help her prepare her sluts
and get an endorsement.

   "And finally, some chocolate syrup!"

   You can guess what she did next.

   In any case, she sat down in front of the horrid thing, the dick-slut
immediately plunging her face into the `cake'- chunks of vomit clearly
visible on the surface.  "That's all for today, folks!" Suzy said, smiling.
"If you want to see her finish the cake, get the bonus tapes from one of
our friendly stores.  If you want to see her bite the cake," she said,
winking in a suggestive manner, "come over and ask me personally.  This was
Baking for Cunts #3, and I hope you've had a great time seeing the ruining
of this cunt first-hand!"

   ~Fin

   Postscript: I didn't detail the eating in this one mainly because
there's not much to detail.  Furthermore, the snuffing itself would be
rather hard to shoehorn in without the cake-eating being finished, so I
might detail it at a later time.  Thanks for enjoying.