WETown Journals Part 2

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WETown Journals Part 2

Postby CSAR » Tue Mar 08, 2016 6:58 pm

Sequel to the first.
Already working on a part 3.
Let me know if you have any suggestions!

DISCLAIMER Very Hard Vore

WETown Journals Part 2

Warning Hard Vore

The Director looked at his camera feed. The bloodied and eviscerated bodies of Bethany and Miranda were being dragged away by the very predators that had killed them. He smiled, ending his recordings. He had specifically installed HD cameras around the park to record any “accidents” that might happen. His clients would love this recording – they would pay very well for it.

The Director was a provider of HD adult material. He and he alone had created WETown for the very sole purpose of marketing said material to a very small but wealthy niche of people. These people were vorarephiles who wanted to see the harder side of vore in real life. Of course very rarely was a person eaten by an animal, and almost never was it recorded. That’s where the director came in. He set up certain “kill zones” around the park for the sheer brutality of the animals that resided in them. Recently his cloners had genetically modified two Carnotaurs to be much more violent – the footage of the cloners being devoured had been proof enough of that.

On another part of the island, the Director had installed a new area featuring genetically modified crocodiles. This particular specimen had razor sharp teeth, moved faster and were far more aggressive than your average crocodile and were voracious predators on both land and in water. In charge of this display was Kayla, a bigger girl whose goal was to become a plus-size model. She had large, floppy breasts that she supported with a push up bra. In reality she wasn’t grossly overweight, but could lose the baby fat around her gut in the other girls’ opinions. In the Director’s eyes, she was perfect prey. Fat and slow, just like his animals liked them.

A new feature in the park was the adult female Tyrannosaur. The Park cloners had spent years attempting to clone a real life T-rex without avail. Thanks to the expertise of one such cloner, Dr. Kelly Beckham, a tall, leggy, busty redhead from Texas, the Director finally had had his one dream come true – to have a living, breathing Tyrannosaurus Rex devour a girl live on camera. After the events of Bethany and Miranda, Dr. Beckham had questioned her intentions, but had stayed for the science and the large bonus check from the Director.

The T-rex paddock was supervised by an attractive gal named Hailey. Hailey was a smart and athletic girl with an incredible set of 36C cup breasts and an ass to kill for. She had managed to move up the ranks in her recent employment to dinosaur vet tech. Her job was to monitor the dinosaurs for any medical conditions and to use a dart gun to administer vaccinations. She had gotten quite good at it. She was a skilled runner, and could often be found running around the park before her shift, her long brown hair tied into a pony tail.

The final paddock to be opened for public display was the Carnotaur paddock. The park featured two genetically modified specimen and held multiple events featuring the pair. They were intelligent and often competed with one another for kills, but always ended up sharing in the glory. The caretaker for the “Carnos” was Niki, an intellectual type with small sexy glasses. She was as tall as her sister Hailey with long brown hair and shapely legs. The main difference between the two was their bust sizes. Where Hailey had perky 36Cs, Niki had bouncy 36DDs that jiggled with every step. She lacked the speed of her athletic sister, but made up for it with brains.
Perfect prey, these girls were.

Late Friday night, after the park had closed for the evening, the Director logged in to his park security suite and accessed all cameras and park systems. As expected, his five new hires were busy at work. He turned on a laptop connected to a large screen. A female face wearing dark sunglasses spoke to him in a scrambled voice “Are we ready for our next installment?” “All systems are green. When you send the payment, I’ll start the carnage” the Director replied. The screen went black. His phone chimed – the money had gone through wire transfer directly to his bank. The Director swiveled his chair around to the control panel, leaned back in his chair, cracked his knuckles, zoomed in on the crocodile pond and pressed a button.

Kayla was cleaning up the gore from the day’s events. Pieces of scattered animal flesh, mostly deer and horse, were picked up and disposed of in a bright red bag labeled “CHUM”. These bags would be frozen and stored for the shark feeding attraction. For safety measures, Kayla put the Crocs back into their pens so she wouldn’t be in danger.

If only she knew.

It all happened so fast. First she heard the buzzing of the pens opening. Then she heard hissing. She knew that hissing. The crocs often hissed before attacking, which meant that she had just become prey. She dropped the bag of gore and started running towards the exit door. As she ran, a croc lunged out of the water and snapped at her leg. It missed, but just barely. Kayla screamed as adrenaline surged through her system, as her adrenal glands flooded her bloodstream with endorphins. She ran to the door, fumbling for her badge so she could swipe it at the door lock.

The Director smiled as Kayla reached the door and pressed a button…
Kayla managed to take her badge out of her massive cleavage. He breasts were heaving up and down as she gasped for breath. She swiped her badge at the door – the only thing separating her from safety. The door beeped, but stayed locked. Kayla gasped in disbelief and swiped again. Nothing. She was trapped. She looked at the security camera, begging whoever was in the security booth to override the broken door and let her out. Nothing was opening that door, though. She was doomed.

As soon as she realized her fate, a crocodile came up behind her and bit down on her leg. Kayla shrieked in pain as the sheer force of the bite shattered her calf bones and shredded her soft, fatty flesh. The croc pulled towards the pond, slamming Kayla face first in the mud. She was dragged back towards the pond and grisly death. Kayla screamed with all of the air she could fit into her lungs, but deep down she knew that she was going to become food. As her feet touched the water another croc grabbed her other leg and pulled hard, dislocating her leg at the hip. The two crocs pulled again in unison, pulling her into the water completely. Kayla tried screaming one more time but water filled her lungs, stifling her scream and reducing her cry to help to a loud gurgle.

Her death was not quick. Crocs had a unique killing style called a death roll, where they would bite down and roll their bodies, tearing flesh from their victim’s body with incredible brutality. That same method of feeding was quickly put into use. One croc rushed to her fleshy ass, clamping down with its jaws and rolling, tearing a massive hunk of fat and meat from her. Kayla screamed bubbles as the pain hit her. The other two that had her legs let her legs go after dislocating them from her hips, rendering them useless, and moved to her belly. Her belly was full of meat and fat, and they intended to devour it. The crocs bit down on her belly skin, ripping through the soft layer of fat and into her the abdominal wall. Kayla coughed blood underwater, adding to the increasingly red water. The crocs rolled, one angled upwards under belly button and the other at her liver. The crocs ripped her belly skin and muscle away, and her intestines uncoiled, spilling into the water. Kayla’s eyes rolled upwards and she went into shock as the croc at her ass tore her other ass cheek to shreds. She was bleeding out. Her last thought before she faded into the dark was of her friends, that they would not suffer the same fate.

The Director changed camera angles to show the full extent of Kayla’s death. She was on her side, blood and intestinal tract surrounding her body and the crocs feasting on her fatty meat. Two crocs were feasting inside of her belly, tearing out chunks of her fatty belly flesh and organs. The croc that had previously fed on her ass had transitioned to her floppy breasts, tearing the fatty tissues from her chest in massive bites and tears. He wouldn’t stop recording until her body was but bone and gristle.

He set up the next killzone, where Niki was getting ready to feed a cow to her two carnotaurs. Little did she know that she was the main event – the cow was just pregame. She had recently had a baby and had a little bit of baby fat to her that added a small jiggle to her belly as she walked. He didn’t think that the carnos would mind – after all, fat added flavor to the meat.

Niki grabbed her badge from her belt and swiped it at the door leading to the carnotaur paddock. She had to feed the beasts a fat cow each before she could call it a day. She was looking forward to meeting up with her sister and going out on for a night on the town with her sister before returning home to her baby. The babysitter was contracted to stay until she came back, so she wasn’t worried about leaving her child alone. Her dinosaurs she considered her other “kids”. She had been taking care of them for some time and had grown fond of them. She was fascinated at how efficiently they killed, working as a team and sharing in the feeding.

She was about to experience that teamwork firsthand.
When she opened up the cattle paddock, there was no cow. Instead the feed door was open, and it seemed as though someone had taken care of her job for her. She decided to take a risk and visit the dinos.

Bad idea.

As she stepped into the paddock, the door behind her closed and locked. Niki didn’t notice, she was focused the fact that the carnotaur release gate was open, meaning that the two killers were somewhere in the display area. She grabbed a tranquilizer dart gun from the security rack and proceeded to investigate.

It didn’t take long for her to find her dino. One was in a center clearing, tearing into the innards of the cow. Niki gasped and dove behind a bush, concealing her from sight. From where she was she could clearly see the feeding carnotaur, but where was the other one?

Her answer came in the form of a blast of hot air on her neck. The hairs on the back of Niki's neck stood up and her eyes widened. She froze. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her rifle, but unless she dove for it...

She steeled herself and quickly dove towards the rifle. She hit the ground with a dull thump and her glasses fell off her face. Her jiggly breasts popped the buttons on her khaki shirt and popped out onto the rough dirt, irritating her nipples. She quickly reached for the rifle, hoping to just flip onto her back and shoot the dinosaur. She grabbed the rifle and flicked the safety to "OFF". She rolled onto her back and...

The flaw in her plan was she assumed that the carnotaur would be confused and not make a move at her. She was dead wrong. The carnotaur assumed she was meat and bit down where she once was. When its jaws closed on air, it reassessed its prey and notice that she could move quickly, but not far. In fact, all Niki had really done was fall to her side. When she rolled onto her back, the carnotaur's snout was hovering over her pelvis, too close for her to aim the long tranquilizer rifle.

She screamed. The Carnosaur opened its mouth and bit down hard on her pelvis between her legs. Her scream turned into a shriek of agony as her hip bone was broken in several places. The carnotaur lifted Niki butt first into the air and started walking over to where the bovine carcass was. With each step, the girl's fatty breasts, hanging down to her face, and her belly jiggled. Niki was shrieking in fear, horrified of the death she imagined awaited her.

Whatever she imagined was nothing compared to what happened.
The Director skillfully navigated the cameras in the paddock around the carcass of the cow, where the second carnotaurus was finishing it's feast in the sow's belly. From the angle he was manipulating, he could see the carnotaur carrying Niki moving towards the clearing. He smiled with anticipation. His cameras had High-Definition sound recorders built in, and, as tested with Kayla's demise, his customers would be very pleased with the visual and audio quality. Niki's shrieks had alerted the other carnotaur, which pulled its head out of the cow's carcass and turned in her direction. The carnotaur holding Niki was holding her in between her legs. The Director zoomed in on Niki, her face frozen in terror. He could see blood running down from her pelvis down her belly and chest, across her voluptuous breasts and down her face.

Niki was having trouble staying conscious. Her blood was stuck in her head, her circulatory system struggling to push the blood against gravity. Yet still she continued to shriek, as if someone somewhere would hear her and rush to her aid. She thought of her child, the thought of abandoning her bringing tears of agony to combine with her tears of fear. She opened her eyes and struggled to see where the carnotaur was taking her through the tears, somewhat surprised that she hadn't been devoured yet.

As soon as her eyes cleared of burning tears, she saw why. The other carnotaur, the female of the pair, was walking towards her, or rather, walking towards her mate. She realized that she had become a gift from a male to a female, like a male human proposes over a lobster dinner. She struggled, but only caused the carnotaur to bite down harder on her body, sending a flood of pain shooting through her body and increasing the damage to her already destroyed pelvis. Niki shrieked again in pain. This is it, she thought to herself, I'm going to die as a mating proposal.

If only she knew.

The female carnotaur started to walk faster towards the male and Niki. Niki wondered why the male hadn't dropped her on the ground yet. That was how it went, right? The male finds food and presents it to the female as a gift? She heard the thudding of the female carnotaur getting louder, and knew her demise was imminent. She closed her eyes, praying that it would be quick, that she would not suffer. The thudding footsteps became louder still, and Niki braced herself for the shooting pain of teeth ripping through her soft, fleshy body.

It never came, not immediately, at least.

The footsteps stopped. Niki gritted her teeth and prepared herself for the end. Silence. There was no gaping maw closing down on her body, no pain, no sound of bone crushing and organs ripping. Niki was confused. Slowly, she opened her eyes. She saw...orange. A beady orange eye glared back at her, as if inspecting her. Niki breathed in sharply and exhaled explosively. She realized that she was being looked over, as if the female was making sure she was an adequate gift. She let her head hang down and saw that her right hand still held the tranquilizer rifle. She formulated a plan. If she could shoot the dinosaur holding her...

As if sensing her prey's idea, the female carnotaur leaned forward and let out a massive roar in Niki's face, covering her in bloody spittle and deafening her. Niki dropped the rifle and screamed as the male carnotaur bit down as hard as he could, turning her pelvis to dust and mashing her lower organs into jelly. Her scream transitioned from pain to sheer horror as the female opened its jaws and shut them down on her breasts and stomach, the large lower teeth slicing through the skin and muscle of her back and crushing her ribs inward into her lungs, the upper teeth shredding the soft fatty breasts and lower thorax. Niki's scream turned into a screech. Blood erupted from her wounds. She threw up blood as her stomach was pierced. Still she continued to scream. She screamed in pain, in fear and in sorrow.

The two carnotaurs shared the joy of holding the 5'7" piece of meat until the male became selfish and pulled on her. Niki felt the tug as the female's jaws moved around in her guts. The female pulled back, and Niki felt a sharp tug in her belly. She screamed as she became a chew toy stuck in a bloody game of tug of war. Suddenly, the carnotaurs' game became a fight for the majority share of the meat, and they both pulled at the same time. Niki's screams became shrill shrieks as she felt her body stretching to it's limits. She begged and pleaded for death.

Death finally came for her when the two carnotaurs pulled at the same time as hard as they could. Niki's scream increased in pitch as her body stretched and stretched, until with a wet ripping sound her body tore in half above her belly button. Niki let out one last wail, which faded as her eyes rolled back into her head and her limbs fell limp. Without the muscular structure to hold them, Niki's abdominal organs fell out of her ripped belly and onto the ground with a loud splat. Her ruptured body spew blood everywhere, especially on a certain camera that the Director had navigated too close to the carnage.

The Director watched as one of his camera feeds turned completely red with blood. He skillfully navigated the controls and sent another camera zooming in on the feast. Niki's torso was on the ground, her face frozen in a look of horror, her glasses and khaki uniform covered in her blood. The female that had ripped her torso from her pelvis had stepped onto her abdominal remains and organs and ripped one of her arms off. As the limb separated from torso, there was a slight spray of blood that added to the already growing mess of blood and sand. The carnotaur carried the arm in its jaws, then with a flick of its neck, launched the arm up into the air and caught it, then swallowed and bent down for more. The carnotaur with the lower half had already ripped into a shapely ass cheek and was tearing the meat from the bone.

The Director set the cameras to record the grisly carnage, and turned his attention to the Tyrannosaur paddock, where Niki's sister, Hailey, was loading a tranquilizer dart into a dart gun. Unlike Niki, Hailey was a crack shot, and could put a dart in the neck of a moving dinosaur from a hundred yards.

Hailey, like her sister, was an extremely attractive brunette. She wore her khaki top and shorts in line with WETown uniform standards, but before the park opened she had been known to let her hair down from her usual ponytail do where it usually sat right at her bust line and open up her shirt to expose her beautiful cleavage to the sun. Today she had to put the T-rex down for an hour or two so she could check its feces for certain strains of bacteria that could lead to her dinosaur contracting a disease. She knew she was breaking the rules, but today she had snuck her mp3 player and earbuds in so she could ease the discomfort of sticking her arms into T-rex poo, which usually wreaked of decaying flesh and urine and other bodily waste. In order to do that, she usually shot the T-rex in the neck with her tranquilizer gun from the safety of a helicopter, then rappelled down and took a stool sample, and then exited the paddock via the helicopter. The routine never failed, save for one time when she had missed her target and angered the massive dinosaur as a pose to putting it to sleep.

She locked and loaded her gun with the sleep dart and started walking to the helicopter pad. Little did she know that the dart had been loaded with a weaker strain of tranquilizer that would only knock a large dinosaur out for a few minutes.

Headphones and the wrong tranquilizer solution. A troublesome combination.

Hailey grabbed her glasses and stepped onto the helo pad. Seconds later her ride flew in. The pilot was a former Blackwater mercenary nicknamed Fuze. While he was a very charming guy, Hailey could definitely do without his constant sexual advances towards her. She could feel his gaze over her breasts and belly behind his mirrored aviator glasses every time she rode in the helicopter with him, but it was a necessary evil. Fuze was a talented pilot, and usually waited for her nearby her location while she did her work. He had taught her the techniques necessary to master marksmanship, and she owed her recent promotions and accomplishments to his mentorship.

Hailey shook the thoughts out of her head as Fuze set his helicopter down on the pad ever so softly. He waved to her in greeting. Hailey waved back and ran towards the helicopter. Upon climbing into the helicopter's back seating area, she shot Fuze a thumbs up and strapped herself into the seat, setting her rifle down on her lap. Fuze lifted the helicopter up from the pad and increased his altitude so he could take his passenger to the Tyrannosaur paddock.

Once airborne, Hailey grabbed a radio and headset from the bulkhead and switched it on. As soon as she turned it to Fuze's channel, he spoke.

"Hey babe," he started, "The Director told me to relay to you that he wants an extended field analysis of the Tyrannosaur droppings. Some geek from the labs has got him all riled up about some dino neurotoxin that may be in the feed cattle meat. He's askin' you shut the geeks up."
"Got it!" Hailey replied, "I'll need you to go to the labs and grab the analysis kit from my storage locker. You know the combo to the lock, right?"
"Six Four Five Four, as in N-I-K-I."
"Glad to see your memory hasn't aged a day, buddy!" Hailey joked with Fuze, "When I'm safely on the ground could you pick up my gear?"

Hailey didn't hear a response, but she did notice that Fuze had turned his head around to see her and was nodding. She lifted her pointer finger and spun it in a circle, telling Fuze that she knew he was staring. Fuze's nods stopped and he turned around, focusing on his flight path.

After approximately five minutes of flight time, Fuze looked out of his pilot side window down at the paddock. There, at about his 10 o'clock, was a clearing with a mountain of T-rex dung. And not too far away, the female Tyrannosaur, which had apparently just finished relieving herself, was walking towards the front of the paddock where the viewing area was, separated by a small forest of trees. Fuze hit his mike.

"Hey beauty, your beast is heading towards the trees. Better take your shot now or it'll be real hard to hit her," He advised over the mike.
"Bring me closer to her so I can engage!"

Fuze banked the bird towards the T-rex. Hailey unstrapped herself from her seat and set her rifle on the built in monopod on the left side of the loading bay. She shouldered the rifle and peered down her scope at the massive dinosaur, zeroing in on its neck. The built in rangefinder on the scope read the distance from her target to the muzzle of the rifle. As soon as Fuze leveled out the helicopter, about 50 yards above and to the dinosaur's right, Hailey took the shot.

The rifle made a soft ffffft as the dart exited the gun's barrel and shot towards it's target. Hailey's aim was true and the dart's needle tip embedded itself in the dinosaur's neck and immediately injected it's payload. The T-rex let out a thunderous roar as the tranquilizer began to take effect. The giant dinosaur slowed it's walk and started to sway, its tail swinging to adjust for the lack of balance. The T-rex walked into the trees, and with an audible slam, fell asleep and hit the ground with such an impact that the ground shook.

"Put me down now!"

Fuze hovered over the clearing and hit a switch on his instrument panel. A door in the center of the helicopter's underbelly opened and a ladder unrolled. Fuze lowered the helicopter until the bottom rungs of the ladder were a foot or two above the ground. He turned around to Hailey and gave her a thumbs up. Hailey bent down to the center of the crew bay floor and unlocked the bottom access hatch. She took off her headset and deposited it on the bulkhead hangar. She threw up a quick salute to Fuze, then started climbing down the ladder.

Upon reaching the bottom rung, Hailey jumped the last foot or so down to the ground, bending her knees to absorb the impact. She looked up and waved to Fuze, who waved back and headed off to the labs for her gear. She turned up the radio on her hip, looked around instinctively to make sure she was alone, then took out her ipod and wireless headphones. She put the earbuds in her ears and turned them on, automatically pairing them with her ipod. She scrolled through her music library, selected a song and then went to work putting on her forearm-length gloves and facemask. Grimacing, she shoved her hands into the mountain of poo.

Fifteen minutes later, Hailey was arm-deep into her duties. She hadn't even thought about why Fuze hadn't returned with her gear yet... She had stored several fecal matter samples in glass containers for the lab geeks, but she still needed to run her own tests.

Seconds later an explosion of movement caught her eye. She looked up from what she was doing. What she saw froze her in fear. The T-rex was awake! But I shot it with the tranquilizer! I saw it take effect! She yanked her headphones out of her ears and grabbed the radio.

"Fuze!" She called over the radio, "Fuze where are you?!"
Nothing but static came over the frequency.
"Fuze!" She called again, "Fuze the Tyrannosaur is awake! The tranquilizer didn't work!"

Again, no response. And to make matters worse her panicked radio use had drawn the attention of the dinosaur. The enormous dinosaur looked in Hailey's direction, and although it couldn't see her, the scent of a potential meal was enough to encourage the full-sized Tyrannosaur to start walking in her direction.
Hailey saw this and was further anxious.

"Fuze! The dino is walking my way!" Hailey cried, "I need you now!"
"Oh how long I've waited for you to say those words."
Hailey was confused. "Fuze?"
"Yes dear, it's me. "
"Where are you? I need your help!"
Silence, then.
"I'm nearby."
"Fuze! Please come get me!"
The Tyrannosaur could hear Hailey's cries for help and started to walk faster.
"Fuze!"
"I look forward to watching how your demise plays out, lovely. Too bad I couldn't have my way with you before that dinosaur does."

The channel went dead. No static. Just silence.

Hailey heard a soft buzzing sound above her. She looked up.

It was a drone!

It was then she realized what was about to happen. She was going to be killed by the Tyrannosaur and her demise was to be recorded!

She threw her radio down and started running towards the edge of the nearby forest. If she could make it to the spectator viewing area, she might be able to escape.
So she ran. The Tyrannosaur started running too, maybe 100 to 200 yards behind her. Hailey didn't bother looking behind her. She knew she was in danger, and she knew that she didn't have long until the Tyrannosaur caught up the her and ate her. The fear drove her faster and before she knew it, she had breached the entrance of the forest. She knew she had maybe another hundred or so meters until the arena clearing where the Tyrannosaur was fed various animals in front of hundreds of awe-stricken fans. As she ran she heard a crash behind her. The Tyrannosaur had just knocked over a tree at the entrance of the forest, meaning that it was pointless to run in a straight line. So Hailey, struggling to breathe from exhaustion, darted left, then right, hoping to throw off her scent.

It didn't work. In fact her plan had backfired. While she was bobbing and weaving, the T-rex had simply charged forward, catching occasional whiffs of her scent whenever Hailey returned to her original path. Hailey could feel the ground shaking with each of the Tyrannosaur's steps, and she knew she was done for, until she saw the light at the end of the forest. She risked a look behind her...
The Tyrannosaur was running forward as fast as it could. The drone flew right over its shoulder and recorded everything. The dinosaur was a mere 10 yards away from the girl. And closing fast.

Hailey's legs felt wobbly, she knew she couldn't run forever, but the edge of the forest was just meters away! With one last push, she sprinted harder than she thought she could and exploded through the forest entrance into the arena. Seconds later the Tyrannosaur followed her example, knocking a smaller tree down in the process. Hailey reached for the ID badge on her belt and reached out, hoping she could reach the glass staff doors before the Tyranno could take her.

Meters turned to feet.

Feet turned into inches.

Inches turned into a swipe of her ID badge. There was a beeping sound, then...
Nothing. Her badge didn't open the door.

"Fuck me, " was all Hailey could manage before the Tyrannosaur lowered its massive head and opened its massive jaws to reveal massive teeth and ran bridged the gap between it and Hailey in a matter of seconds. In those seconds, Hailey swore she saw Fuze on the other side of the door, smiling. Enraged, Hailey brought up her fist to slam on the door.

That's exactly when the T-rex reached Hailey. The dinosaur bit down around Hailey's abdomen with such force her belly exploded outwards, covering the door in blood and viscera. The Tyrannosaurus lifted Hailey, who was screaming at the top of her lungs, and threw her down in front of the door, all while Fuze watched and laughed maniacally.
Hailey hit the ground at forces the human body wasn't built to withstand, and as a result, every bone in her back broke. Her ribs took the brunt of the impact and shattered , turning into bits of bone shrapnel that shot through her chest. Her scream turned into a loud grunt, and blood shot out of her mouth and into the air, coming down on her face, covering her glasses and face with blood. She knew she was going to die from her injuries alone. Her ribs were shattered, her organs were spilling out of her belly, and on top of that she was losing more and more blood with every heartbeat. But the dinosaur wasn't finished with its kill. Again the Tyrannosaur lowered its head, and again it picked her up by her abdomen, slowly applying pressure and crushing what tissues remained in its grasp. It lifted Hailey up and bit down all the way, shearing Hailey in three pieces. Her middle third, consisting of mainly her belly and lower two sets of ribs, fell down the Tyrannosaur's gullet. Her lower third consisted of her pelvic region and long legs, which fell in a heap at the dinosaur's left foot. Her upper third, head, torso and arms, fell at the left foot of the dinosaur on her back in an ocean of her own blood. Hailey, still holding on to life, tried crawling away, flailing her arms back and weakly lifted her torso into a somewhat upright position.

Her life was ended soon afterwards when the Tyrannosaur, swallowing her entrails and abdomen, lifted it's foot and turned towards her meaty legs. Hailey let out one last gut wrenching scream as the foot fell back down to the earth, crushing her and ending her scream with an earth shaking thud, sending a spray of blood around the dinosaur's foot.
Through the drone feed, The Director smiled as he watched Hailey die. The Tyrannosaur bent over, and picked up her legs. In classic T-rex fashion it violently shook it's food, shedding Hailey's ass of her khaki shorts and exposing her bare ass, which stayed in focus for a split second before the dinosaur angled its head upwards and let gravity do the rest, the ass and legs sliding down into the dark red gullet and disappearing from view.

The Director smiled and uploaded the recorded videos to his private server. Fuze walked into the office, a huge grin on his face. The Director handed him a check.

"A thank you gift, for cooperating with my patrons." The Director said.

"Anytime, sir," Fuze replied. "If you ever need any more material, I'm sure me and the boys can convince a few of the sluts down at the topless bar to work here."

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Re: WETown Journals Part 2

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