"Now then, shall we begin with your punishment?", asked Mary Lee Walsh mockingly.
"Why am I the one being punished? I never did anything wrong!", replied Chris.
"Theft, stalking, kidnapping, assault, battery, murder, copyright infringement,... Do I have to say more?", Mary Lee Walsh just shook her head.
"But... but!", stammered Chris.
"Enough!", barked Mary Lee Walsh and kicked Chris-chan once more. She got up from her throne and circled around Chris like a predator stalking its prey.
"Jerkops! My whip!", she ordered.
The Jerkops instantly obeyed and handed her a bullwhip.
Immediately she began lashing the cowering autistic virgin at her feet.
"Kiss my boots!", she yelled at Chris.
"Never, you old hag!", he replied before receiving a couple more strokes.
"Kiss! My! Boots!", she said once again.
"Ne..." Chris hadn't even finished the word, when Mary Lee Walsh kicked him in the nuts, making the manchild curl himself up into a ball.
"See? You better obey me if you want your last hours of your life anywhere near enjoyable."
Chris stuck out his tonge moving it slowly toward the black leather boots of the Witch-Queen.
"Better.", she remarked.
Mary Lee Walsh then undressed until she only wore her boots and a latex bra.
"Now lick my pussy.", she demanded.
"But you're so old and gross!", replied Chris, clearly not thinking of the consequences.
"How dare you?", hissed Mary Lee Walsh kicked Chris in the face, so hard he lost a couple of teeth.
"You don't like pussy? Fine then you shall have cock instead! "Patti, come here, girl.", called Mary Lee Walsh.
A decaying figure shambled out of the darkness of the hallway: Patti - Chris-chan's dog.
"Chriiiiiiiiiiis", groaned Patty, who was now a rotten zombie.
"Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy did you do this to meeeeeeeeeeee? I loved you maaaaaaaaaaaster. Whyyyyyyy wouldn't you let me diiiiiiiie in peeeeeeeeeeace?", moaned the zombified dog.
"Patti? What have you done to her?", asked Chris, horrfied and disgusted.
"You did this, chris. The curse of your madness created this world and the suffering of all creatures in it is because of your twisted mind.
You're the one who denied her soul a final rest.
Payback is a bitch, Chris and so are you.", laughed Mary Lee Walsh.
"Here Patti take this Dildo of Hellfire, forged by Count Graduon himself.", continued Mary Lee Walsh and handed Patty a glowing red dildo with spikes and barbs.
"Please, no, Patti, don't!", whimpered Chris.
But the zombie-dog was out for revenge and violent anal sex.
Patti grabbed Chris-chan's butt with her rotten claws and shove the red hot dildo up his ass, instantly frying his anus and hindgut.
The stench of burning flesh and cooked feces rivaling the stench of Patti's decaying corpse.
"Oh my god! It burns!", cried Chris. "Please stop, stop! Oh god it hurts!"
But Patti showed no mercy, she continued to violate the virgin ass, singing and ripping apart the bowels of her former master.
Chris started coughing up blood, but Patti showed no sign of stopping, and continued to mutilate Chris's innards.
Black clouds of burning blood and feces escaped from Chris's smoking anus, addig to the already disgusting atmosphere of the throne room.
"I'm cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiing!", moaned Patti.
"Yes!", grinned Mary Lee Walsh.
"Nooooooooooooooo!", screamed Chris, his digestive organs cooking inside his belly.

At the moment of Patti's orgasm the hellish magic of the dildo kicked in and emitted a stream of hot lava into Chris chan's ass, melting through his organs and abdominal wall, incinerating his lower body in seconds.

Chris couldn't even scream anymore, mercifully having gone into shock mere seconds before Patti's fiery orgasm.

"Well then, Chris, let's end this.", remarked Mary Lee Walsh drily,

lowering her staff and aiming it at Chris.
"No that would be to merciful for a monster like you."
She then left the room, followed by her jerkop bodyguards. Leaving what was left of Christian Weston Chandler at the mercy of his rabid zombie dog, who already gnawed at his dying body.

THE END

If MLW looked like this instead of some old hag, I'd totally lick her boots AND her pussy.

  I GOT A BONER!!!

>>510
Actually, it could have been really hot if it weren't this sick slash fantasy and if MLW had been cast as the younger, more sexed-up fan version instead of being the "so old and gross" IRL one.

STFU Mary will always be hot and sexy and young IN MY MIND!

I PRETTY MUCH AGREE WITH WHAT EVERYONE'S BEEN SAYING. SOMEBODY MAKE A HOT VERSION. IT WAS HARD FOR ME TO IMAGINE CHRIS NOT AS REAL LIFE BECAUSE WE ARE EXPOSED TO IT MORE THAN SONICHU SO HE NEEDS TO PUT MORE OF THAT FUCKING SHIT OUT. I IMAGINED MARY LEE WALSH IN MY MIND AS VERY YOUNG AND SEXY BUT WAS CALLED OLD ANYWAY.. LIKE WITH NARUTO AND TSUNEDE OR WHATEVER HER NAME IS IS REALLY OLD BUT SHE'S SEXY AND HAS NO SIGN'S OF BEING OLD. MAYBE THE WRITER DIDN'T WRITE ORIGINAL MATERIAL BUT COPY PASTED ANOTHER FANFICITON AND EDITEDED IT AND ADDED CWC ADLIB INSERTION'S. IT WAS PRETTY HOT UNTIL HE STARTED LOSING TEETH AND PROGRESSIVELY GOT WORSE TO A FUNNY GORE HORROR STORY FROM THERE.

"You like that, Chris? How is it to have your dearest wish fulfilled? I bet you didn't expect this when I said that I'd help you lose your virginity!", yelled Megan and continued to plow Chris-chan's virgin anus with her 15 inch girl-cock, harder and harder with every thrust.
Chris didn't reply. Well, he couldn't since he was ballgagged, and tied up, complete with gimp mask, ropes, chains and couple of other, very kinky toys and accessoires Megan had found in Chris' room.
"I must say, you have quite an impressive collection. Almost as big as mine, but let's not overdo it. You're not experienced enough for that. YET. Watching pornos is educational, but you have to learn some things the hard way, my dear Chris.", laughed Megan while Chris whined and moaned underneath the gimp hood.
"Like certain details about female anatomy."
"Speaking of anatomy, your anus is quite loose. Have you been playing with your beads again, you dirty boy?
"Mmmmhmmmhm", mumbled Chris through the gag, shaking his head."
"I say you're in need of a spanking. Oh yes, you are.", giggled Domina Megan, pulling her pickle violently out of Chris-chan's violated ass, blood gushing from the deflowered orifice.
"Playing with anal beads... that's a paddling. Falling for trolls again... that's a paddling. Cumming on your medallion... that's a paddling. Drawing obscene pics of me... ooh, you better believe that's a paddling."
Chris tried to beg for mercy, fruitlessly.
The first impacts of Megan's powerful swings shook the chubby meat of his buttocks, causing eruptions of intense pain.
Megan kept going, hitting him harder and harder with every swing until Chris-chan's ass was as red as cooked lobster. The muffled cries and sobs of Chris-chan had aroused her a lot.
"Ah, that was wonderful", said Megan stroking her meaty pickle.
She kneeled down, removing Chris' hood and gag. Megan stared into the teary eyes of the manchild.
"Why... why are you doing this to me?", whined Chris, his face wet with tears.
"You wanted sex. I give you sex.", laughed Megan.
"But... But Megan!", stuttered Chris.
"Shut up!", yelled Megan and bitchslapped him, before grabbing his head and shoving her pickle down his throat, raping his gullet like a fury.
"Have some white chocolate!", sneered Megan, forcing buckets of cum down Chris's esophagus.
"Drink up, drink up!", ordered the Dominatrix.
Chris sucked as hard as he could, but the stream of cream didn't seem to end. He almost lost his conciousness.
Then, without warning, Megan pulled her pickle out of his throat and showered her autistic slave Nagasaki-style. Thick wads of girl-semen raining down on his face.
"Good boy, you sure can give head.", applauded Megan. "You earned a reward."
"Please Megan, stop!", begged Chris, coughing up blood and semen.
"Stopping? So soon? No, can't do that. Chris.", Megan shook her head and grabbed her girlmember.
"First, let's get you clean before we I help you with your other dream.
She then pointed her cock at Chris' face. A golden stream of piss blasted from her phallus, washing away the slimy jizz.
She made sure to hit his mouth too and laughed hysterically when Chris almost choked on her urine.
"Heheh, I'm not only hung like horse, I can piss like one too", laughed Megan and lighted a cigarette, blowing the smoke towards her slave.
"Megan, that's unhealthy!", coughed Chris, receiving a kick into his stomach.
"Disrupting me while I enjoy a smoke is also unhealthy", yelled Megan.
She finished her cigarette, then threw the bud at the whincing manchild at her feet.

"Ready to have your dream about a daughter realized?", asked Megan.
Chris didn't reply.
"Judging from your arousal, you are", sneered Megan, looking with disgust at the bulge in Chris' leatherpants.
"Don't build up false hopes. That thing is not going inside me..."
Chris looked clearly confused. He couldn't imagine how he could father Crystal Weston Chandler without putting his pickle into Megan's china. But after all he had learned quite a few new things about sex today...
"I'll be right back", said Megan and left the room. A couple of minutes later she returned with a bag in her hands.
"Surprise, Surprise!", smiled Megan and pulled a life-sized baby-doll out of the bag.
"Congratulations, it's a girl!", laughed Megan.
"Now get on your knees and spread your asshole. You're about to be impregnated!"

THE END

January 20, 2009.

'Mr. President, sir, are you sure this police action is a good idea?', asked , Valerie Jarrett, the presidential advisor.
'Of course, Valerie', smiled Barack Obama, clearly enjoying sitting in the presidential chair.
'But, sir, it might have a political backlash since it is your first act as a president and...', replied Valerie Jarrett, slightly disturbed.
'More importantly, Valerie, when's the White House going to be painted black?'
'Should finished by friday, sir, but back to the other topic.'
'Listen Valerie', said Barack Obama. 'I've been talking about this with the Secretary of Defense and he agreed with me. Now is not the time to show weakness. The world might think that the USA have gotten soft with me leading them, but this will show them. Hahahahaha', laughed the black president.
'Now reschedule the appointment with the terrorists and get me the launch codes, my finger's itching to press the red button.'


One week later, the town of CWCVille lay in ruins. The nuclear firestorm had obliterated everything but the mall.
Christian Weston Chandler, mayor of the radioactive wasteland, and his band of survivors including Sonichu, Rosechu and Wild Sonichu had taken refuge in the ruins of CWCVille Mall which had somehow withstood the atomic blast.
'This is horrible', said Chris-chan, gnawing at the corpse of his secretary, Ms. Allison Amber. They had grilled her dead body for food once they discovered that there was nothing to eat at the mall.
'This must be a nightmare!', whined Rosechu.
'We'll, be fine, Rosechu, don't worry. Help will be on the way', lied Sonichu, holding Rosechu in his arms.
He knew all too well that with the portal out of function, they were stranded in this parallel dimension forever.
'Why did this happen?', asked Wild Sonichu, scratching the dead skin from body while he spoke.
'Now I'll never find a boyfriend-free girl', cried Chris, his tears giving the meat a salty flavor.
'Father, snap out of it!', shouted Sonichu. 'Now is not the time for this! We're running out of food. We're suffering from radiation sickness and the irradiated zombies outside the mall could barge in any moment and eat us alive!'
Rosechu began to cry again.
'Shut up, you hysterical slut!', yelled Wild Sonichu and bitchslapped Rosechu.
'Don't hit my heartsweet, you jerk', fumed Sonichu and lept at Wild, punching him.
The Two electric hedgehogs exchanged blows while Chris munched and sobbed about being a virgin.
Sonichu used his Quick Attack. Catching Wild off balance, Sonichu punched him in the face and sent him tumbling to the ground.
'Wild? Get up, man, I'm sorry I overreacted', apologized Sonichum when Wild didn't get up.
Bowing down, SOnichu realized what happened. Wild had hit his head on the rubble lying on the floor and had his skull pierced by a pointy rock.
'Oh no, what... I didn't want to... I'm so sorry', said Sonichu, shocked at the loss of friend.
Rosechu began to cry even louder.
Chris didn't seem to care, eating arm of Ms. Amber as if it was nothing but a big BBQ Chicken Wing.
'This whole situation is insane', remarked Sonichu, walking over to the window and looking at the mass of the undead cannibals outside, growing in number with each passing hour.
'This is hopeless', sighed Sonichu.

2 days later:

Sonichu had passed away last night. The radiation sickness finally got him. Rosechu wouldn't stop crying and the the moaning of the zombies grew ever louder. But atleast the had food again. Sonichu's dead body would feed them for another day, like Wild's did.
'Sonichu, my sweetbolt. My poor, poor sweetbolt!', whined Rosechu, staring at the grilled piece of meat in front of her.
She just couldn't eat him. The hedgehog-girl hadn't eaten anything or anyone in the last 9 days, she just couldn't bring herself to do it.
She grew hungry and weak and since her boyfriend died, paranoia had nested in her mind.
The mindless stare of Chris-chan caused her discomfort. He was really creeping her out and she'd love to run away, but she was too weak and had nowhere to go with thousands of zombies outside.

The final day:

The zombies had finally managed to break into the mall. CHris-chan and Rosechu had retreated to the mayoral office and barricaded the door, but the safety wouldn't last forever. Sooner or later they'd come for the survivors.
'We're doomed, we're doomed!', Rosechu screamed herself hoarse.
'I'll die as a virgin. Why do I have to die as a virgin?', cried Chris without end.
Then he finally realized that he didn't have to. Technically, Rosechu was now boyfriend-free and surely she would love to help her creator out of this misery.
'Rosechu, you know I always loved you', said Chris in his childish voice.
'What are you talking about?', gasped Rosechu as she saw Chris-chan undressing himself in front of her, revealing his sweaty, dirty pickle.
'You're boyfriend-free and I'm girlfriend-free!', giggled the manchild.
'Get away from me, you horrible man!', screeched Rosechu and backing off. She knew what Sonichu's father had in his sick mind.
'You don't understand, I love you!', replied Chris and tore away Rosechu's clothes.
'Eek!', she screamed as Chris forced himself upon her, desperately trying to stick his crooked pickle into her china.
"Get off me!', cried Rosechu fighting Chris with all the strength she had left, but the manchild was too heavy and she was far too weak in her current state.
'Don't make me do this!', said Rosechu and focused all her remaining electric power into one last discharge.
She managed to pull it off, but the strain was just too much for her heart and she suffered a fatal heart attack as she zapped her would-be rapist.
The lightning hit Chris right in the nuts causing him to stuble backwards towards the door. Just in this moment the zombies broke through and swarmed Chris, biting and tearing at his arms and legs and manboobs.
One of the zombies even bit Chris's pickle, gnawing ferociously at it.
'Noooooooooooooo! That's gay oral sex, now I will go to hell!', screamed Chris before the undead horde tore him apart and made him their dinner with Rosechu for dessert.


Meanwhile in Washington DC:

'To our victory!', cheered Mary Lee Walsh, raising a glass of champagne.
'To our victory!', replied President Barack Obama.
'That'll teach the world. NO ONE MESSES WITH BARACK OBAMA!'

THE END