playing with knives till one of us gets hurt and if it's you i'm dripping some of your blood into my red nail polish and putting it on immediately.

i really love it when a clingy bitch begs me not to leave her while i'm causing her to bleed and cum at the same time

Butch doctor taking your blood and talking you through it, telling you you're such a good girl, to stay still all while shushing you & caressing your forehead.

so the death part of death feedism usually has to do with the feedee dying from health issues cause by their mounds of lard, but i can’t help thinking about having a 1000 pound piece of shit in my house who’s gonna die soon from their compounding health issues. at this point i would’ve already had picked out a new victim, and i kind of just need this old toy gone. i decide to go over to the room where im keeping my cow, making sure to take a minute to giggle at their cpap machine and how hard it is for them to breathe now. you know the sad thing about cows? once the farmer is done fattening them up, the poor cow get killed. this would be no different, grabbing my knife from its sheath as i climb up the blob in the room, who’s so dazed and barely alive they almost don’t register what’s even going on. then i’d slice their throat, and watch as the blood pools all over the large rolls all over them while they uselessly flail as they choke on their own blood. i’d just watch as they screamed and cried and bled and bled until finally, they were gone. now to chop up this piece of shit and get them out my house.

I'm gonna siphon the testosterone from his blood and inject myself with it