Schlachthof

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Klaus pushed the girl's face into the grinder as she begged and begged for him to stop, but she didn't deserve it. After all she has done to him, she expects him to let her go? Oh, no way, Jõse... she was going to be removed from his life, he didn't care if she liked it or not... her family could suffer as he did... she made fun of his dead sister, so she was the monster, not him. Her face slowly but surely was being torn apart more and more by the second, oh how it turned him on to see the scum of the earth disappearing.

Klaus ripped his notebook out from the pocket from his leather jacket and crossed off the girl's name. Not many more people to go. He giggled as he grabbed the girl's clothes and put them into the bucket full of soapy water. "Once they're clean and dry I can be beautiful!" Klaus whispered.

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Klaus fiddled with the dress a bit. It fit his slim, skinny, perfectly female body perfectly. He giggled and twirled around in the dress. He loved being cute, and no one could stop him. He lifted his dress up so he could see the panties, tights and garter belts. All in perfect position. It made him drool thinking about how girly and cute he looked compared to most men.