Field drenched in corpses, blood, and chunks of flesh
A storm of lead and muzzle fire engulfing
She marches onward, weapon in hand
She has come to kill, she has come to ♥♥♥♥

Machine gun in hand, she sprays into the hoard of lithe androgynous figures
Heads erupt as brain matter paints the ground she treads
The stench of blood and the serpentine flow of belts of brass into machines of death arouse her

She is built like a tank, with strength to overpower any man
The crowd cowers before her lust induced murder frenzy
Fear overtakes them as they flee, blood trailing behind and streams of piss running down their legs from underneath their skirts

The scent and taste of the spilled life essence surrounding her fills her brain
She is overtaken by arousal as her massacre continues to unfold
♥♥♥♥, perched underneath two swollen testicles and her equine-esque semi-erect ♥♥♥♥, glistens and drips leaving her undergarments completely soaked

She spots a half dead twink boy nearby, making a futile attempt at crawling away from the chaos she's unleashing
She approaches slowly, still firing into the crowd, as the boy is paralyzed with terror and a golden puddle forms below him
She is fully erect now, ripping straight through her cargo pants, she knows what wants and she's going to claim it

The boy is overtaken by her, he struggles but his efforts are fruitless
She rips his piss and blood stained panties off his ass and flips his skirt over his hips
Using his own blood flowing from his wounded torso, she lubricates the entirety of her grotesquely oversized phallus, the slit that rests underneath practically gushing with fluid now

A high pitched shriek of pain fills the air that hits her like she just dropped several x tabs
Now inside him, he winces and twitches as the thrusts from her blood-lubed ♥♥♥♥, large enough to cause a prominent bulge to extend from his belly, tears apart his insides and rearranges his guts

She props her machine gun on his shoulder as she continues thrusting, using his battered, dying body as a perverse bipod gun mount/♥♥♥♥ sleeve hybrid

Her lead fueled onslaught refuses to cease, the sound of gunfire directly adjacent to the twink's face causes his eardrums to shatter and crimson flows from his ears, spurts of it staining the side of the death machine that now rests on his shoulders

Body parts fly and corpses fall as her abuse of him fails to cease
She cackles maniacally, her voice stained with sadistic pleasure, she feels herself getting close to climax
Her member throbs more with every twitch he makes and every vibration from the slew of rapid fire that flows through his body, as if he were a horrifically beaten vibrating fleshlight
Her bliss keeps rising as the bodies keep falling, her thrusts hitting the limit of how fast she can move her pelvis
She reaches the edge and lets everything loose, juices from her ♥♥♥♥ splatter the back of her currently draining testes, a pyroclastic flow of white gushes into the twink's insides as it mixes with crimson

She lets loose an orgasmic cry as more fluids pump out from within her, as they do she turns her gun towards the back of the twink's skull and pulls the trigger, splattering blood, flesh, and brain matter over her face, breasts, and stomach, right at the peak of her pleasure

She pulls out, satisfied with her work of "art," her now semi flaccid ♥♥♥♥ slips out of his, now thoroughly gaped, hole as a thick mixture of blood and ♥♥♥ leaks out and puddles underneath his body
She stands and circles around the mess of a corpse that now lies before her, realizing that her masterpiece is still missing a detail and after all her work she needs a release
With a single hand she steadies and takes aim, a golden flow begins to encompass the mangled and disfigured corpse before her

Satisfied with her beautiful handiwork, she makes her way towards the rest of the hoard she came to eliminate
She still hungers for more