Daddy's Day/Pete/NecroFaceFuckCum

Yeah, that's right, if you can't abuse this little shit, no one can. Let's make sure he doesn't get an open casket funeral.

You begin to speed up, your hips crashing into the little boy's face, each impact sending a jolt of pain through his body. Your vision begins to cloud as you thrust harder and harder, feeling the tip of your fat cock rubbing against his insides, fit to burst. You slam away, coming close to finishing, pump, pump, pump until you let out one last thrust that hits the boy so hard the bone surrounding his eyes crunches as if it had been hit by a brick, and you let out the loudest moan you've ever made as gallons of your thick jizz forces its way down Pete's throat like a pressure washer. You've never came so hard; in your lust, you begin to punch his face in as you cum, the satisfying crunch of his bones punctuating each spurt of rape milk. Finally, after what seems like the longest orgasm of your life, you slump back on the bed, staring at the ceiling and panting.

You slowly begin to prop your heaving body up on your elbows as you gaze across at the corpse of what was once your son. Your eyes widen as you begin to take in the scale of what you've just done to him.

The child's corpse lies in front of you. Its face is a bloodied mess, with the outer edges swelling out like balloons surrounding a crater in the middle of his face around his eyes the shape of your fist. The mouth was torn at the cheeks, leaving a lake of steamy cum so wide you could fit your arm in it, with the baby teeth the corpse was so proud of growing when it was a boy floating like lilyponds. His neck looked your thigh, with the swelling bulking it out as loose flaps of stretched skin sagged over the body's torso; its torso had swelled like a balloon, with inflated lungs and stomach bulging out at the skin like hills on a landscape of mottled blue, pale skin, and gazing out at you lifelessly were its two eyes, devoid of any the contemptful glare they had displayed towards you for so long.

You've turned your 5 year old son into a rotting cum-filled pile of fuckmeat. Nice.

Get a taste of that freshly slaughtered kiddy asshole.
Go out into the hall searching for your next victim.