Adventures In Horking

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                            Adventures In Horking 
                              By Doctor Murdock 
                         (excerpt from the Rat Manual) 

 

    The other night I was Lurking in one of my favorite Shadows when I saw a 
little girl walking by...oh, such a sweet young thing, musta been about 17.  I 
saw her little pert nipples pressing up against her tight thin T-shirt she was 
wearing and I KNEW she would be my next victim!  So I followed her ever so 
quietly in my blanket of darkness.....and on and on she went...with me right 
behind her.. 

Her little firm buttocks wiggled when she walked, with each innocent step she 
took.  I knew that Horking this beauty would be quite pleasant. 

So on, and on I followed..... 

Then, I heard a <cling-jingle>, to my surprise she had dropped her keys!  I 
knew this was my chance..for it was a fairly dark street.  When she turned 
around to locate them on the ground I saw her face in the light of the 
moon....sweet and tender...and oh so young.  My eyebrows formed a V shaped 
about my forehead and I began to drool....her eyes came in contact with her 
keys 
and she bent down to grasp them....I MADE MY MOVE!  I LEAPED from my stalking 
position and flew through the air in my Horking formation!!  Hands fully open 
in a claw like manner, ready to grasp ANYTHING...legs spread wide, ready to 
mount 
even the largest of prey, eyes wider than half dollars, so not to miss a 
thing, mouth gaping wide, ready to suck any protruding nipples! 

AND I LANDED SQUARE ON MY TARGET!  <HORK> <HORK> <HORK> <HORK> <HORK>!!!!!! 

 
Quickly, while she was still unconscious, I slipped back into my awaiting 
Shadow....and from there I Lurked on....feeling good, and satisfied...for yet 
another young supple, female had been Horked by me..... 

It's the smaller things in life... 

 

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                     The Darker Side of Horking 
                           as told by 

      Bud The Budweiser Person  -+-  Sir Death  -+-  Doctor Murdock 

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From    :Doctor Murdock #3 
To      :All 
Subject :Test message... 
DateTime:2:24 pm  Tue May 29, 1990 (C:\TAG\MSGS\A-30051.1) 

 

 
    This is a test message of the emergeny....emergency.....emer..... 

 

 

I was out in the park one night when I saw her.  This lovely lady walking down 
a dark path, dimly lit from an timeworn streetlamp.  Her bosom was full and 
firm....her buttox tight and well rounded.  I stalked her from nearby shadows 
until I knew the time was right.  I immediately pounced onto her, forcing her 
to the ground.  I was on top of her, as she was lying on her stomach.  I 
reached around in front of her and unbuttoned her pants.  Fighting and feeding 
off her thrashing panic.  Then I pulled then down to her ankles.  She screamed 
and squirmed, but I was the more powerful.  I then pulled out and my straight 
razor and began to sever her left leg at the torso.  Sawing back and forth as 
she screamed bloody murder.  Back and forth, back and forth.  Finally, her 
left leg was disunited!  I started on her right.  Slashing and slicing into 
her soft, white flesh.  The light was poor but I could feel the fluidic gush 
run over my hands and into the earth...which was stained red..  The screams 
echoed out into the night.  Wet and thick.  The air was rich with the sweet 
smell of her life blood.  At last I managed to completely penetrate the 
thickness of her right leg, as it departed from it's lifelong embodiment. 
Almost at an unconscious state, she still forced small, yet powerful screams 
from herself.  But it didn't matter....my job here was almost done.  I then 
slowly mounted her and............ 

 

 

 

(Note:  Although I wrote this myself.  My head was fed from two of the worlds 
      most mentally sick & disordered persons.  None other than:  Bud The 
      Budweiser Person & Sir Death.  Although it makes interesting (?) 
      reading, I wouldn't recommend trying this.  It isn't to cool. 
      Remember....it's a fine line between sanity and dementia.....choose your 
      side well.  And remember... 

                        Beware the black helicopters!! 

 
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