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CODES: I am warning all readers that this story may contain some offensive material. But if I code it here it will, in my opinion, ruin the story. I will place the codes at the end and if you must know before reading then go there and look before you read it. I will only say that if you read the story first, you may think one thing and find you were wrong later. If you read the story and find it offensive afterwards I apologize. This is a try at something a little different for me, so please keep that in mind.

Central City had been suffering a series of rapes over the past three months. There had been ten rapes of a variety of victims. There seemed to be no pattern as far as age or race or description of the victims. The police were stumped. The only thing that connected the rapes was that they all took place in a public park. They did find enough DNA to also be sure they were dealing with one perpetrator.

None of the victims, who ranged in age from ten to sixty, had seen their attacker. There had been no witnesses. No clues were found at the scenes other than the DNA and that did not match anything in the data bases they had checked.

The public was outraged and screaming for some solution. Women were terrified and parents were keeping their children at home. The parks were deserted most of the time.

It was early evening when Bobo entered the park. She seemed happy and unaware that there was any danger. She looked to be about twelve years old. She was of average size and had blonde hair and blue eyes. She wore a very short skirt and a tube top that clung to her chest like a second skin. You could easily see that she was starting to grow breasts and her nipples tended to point out through the tight material. She wore ankle socks and tennis shoes.

Even though the park was under police surveillance, no one noticed as the girl skipped along down the path that led through the park. She didn't hesitate when she came to the part that wound through the trees. It was darker there but she didn't mind. She just skipped along with a big smile on her face. She was hungry and was looking forward to a meal soon.

There was no warning. No sound to let her know that she was not alone. Her first hint of trouble was when the hand clamped over her mouth and an arm wrapped around her waist. She was lifted off the ground and carried off the path into the darkness of the trees. She struggled until she heard the voice whisper in her ear.

"If you struggle I'll kill you. If you do what I say, I won't hurt you and I'll let you go soon. Do you understand?"

She stopped moving and nodded her head.

"I'm going to take my hand off your mouth, but don't scream or make any noise or I'll have to hurt you bad. Understand?"

Again she nodded and the hand came away from her mouth. She took a deep breath and spoke.

"Don't hurt me mister. I'll do anything you say, just don't hurt me."

The man let go of her and turned her around facing him. He was dressed all in black and wore a ski mask. She could not see anything to identify him. He held a very big knife in one hand and she knew he would use it if he had to. She was not going to give him the chance.

"Take off all your clothes," he growled.

The little girl didn't hesitate a bit. She quickly removed her top and skirt followed by her shoes, socks and finally her little white panties. She waited to see what he would do next. She didn't look very frightened for some reason.

The man looked at her developing breasts. He admired her plump little pussy. He reached out and touched her tit and ran his hand down over her belly to her cunt. She didn't move or resist. The man unzipped his pants and pulled out a very large cock. It was already hard and pointed up at the girl's face. He moved close to her and put a hand behind her head.

"Open you mouth and suck on this."

She had expected this and knew what to do. She opened her mouth wide and when he pushed his cock in roughly she closed her lips around it and sucked. She sucked hard and licked around the head in her mouth. She reached up and put her hand around the shaft of his cock and stroked it while she sucked. She was sucking him like a pro.

The man was surprised but was really enjoying the blow job he was getting. He had never expected this little girl to be so good at sucking cock and so willing to do it too. He was nearing an orgasm but didn't want to cum in her mouth. He wanted her pussy. If he was lucky he should get a virgin this time. He wanted to make her bleed and scream while he fucked her. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and told her to lie down.

The girl did as she was told. The man didn't see the slight smile on her lips as she obeyed him. As soon as she was on her back he reached down and spread her legs as wide as he could. He kneeled between them and rubbed his cock on her hairless little pussy. Without any further preparation he plunged his cock into her tight little cunt. He buried it all the way in with just one push. There was an earsplitting scream, but nobody seemed to hear it.

The whole thing only lasted a few minutes and then it was over. There was quiet in the park. A shadowy figure walked out the other side of the park. Only one figure left the park that night.

The next day the newspapers carried the story.

The body of an unidentified man, was discovered this morning in East End Park. The park had been under surveillance by police but they did not report seeing anyone enter or leave the park. The cause of death has not been released by the authorities. They stated that they are keeping some information secret in order to help in solving the case when and if a suspect is found. They said only that they found a pair of small white panties next to the body and that there was no doubt that the man had been murdered.

A week later homicide detective Tracey Richards sat at his desk reviewing the case file. The coroner's report had come in and it was very strange. He read it again.

"The deceased suffered only one wound. His penis had been removed. Signs indicated it had been bitten off by some animal. The subject died from loss of blood. There was only a very minimal amount of blood left in his body. There were no other signs of trauma. Official cause of death: Homicide."

Tracey then checked the report from forensics. There was no evidence left at the scene other than the panties. They were identified as coming from a girl between the ages of ten and thirteen. There was no DNA found on the panties and no other identifiable markings. They had run a check on the DNA of the victim in the hope of identifying him. They got a match. He was the park rapist they had been looking for. There was nothing else in the report.

The detective was baffled. It looked like the rapist had attacked a young girl and then been murdered. But who did it? And what happened to the little girl? And then there was the matter of the blood. A search of the ground around the crime scene showed no evidence of any blood. The rapist had lost almost all his blood but there was no sign of it anywhere. How was he killed? Who held him down while his dick was chewed off and all his blood removed? He got what he deserved.

All the reports were gathered and condensed. The resulting information was entered into the NCIC database in the event there were any other cases like this one. There were.

The detective was handed a long printout from the NCIC. He was amazed to see that there were five other cases from around the country that matched this one exactly. In each instance a serial rapist had been killed by having his cock bitten off and all his blood removed. In each case there was a small pair of panties found at the scene. The five other cases were from all over the country. There was no pattern to them either. No common highway or any connection between the rapists. The detective had no idea what was going on but was convinced that the perp was no longer in his jurisdiction, so he filed the case as unsolved and forgot about it.

The bus sped along the highway at high speed on it's way to another medium sized town. On the bus, about half way back, in a window seat, was a girl. She looked to be about twelve years old. She wore a tube top that clung to her almost flat chest and a very short skirt. She was reading a newspaper from the town they were headed for. The town was in another state but she had found the paper at the library. She was very carefully examining the story on the front page.

Another rape was reported to have occurred in the midtown area last night. This was the sixth rape by what the police say is the same rapist.

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The story went on but she had seen enough. It was just what she was looking for. Her next real meal would not be long in coming. Even now there was a hunger pang between her legs. She looked around and saw there was nobody near enough to see what she was doing. She carefully opened a package she had picked up at a butcher shop before boarding the bus. Inside the package was a bloody piece of meat. It was long and thin and looked very much like a cock. Being careful not to get any blood on her dress, she held the meat between her legs and pressed it against her cunt. There was a slurping noise and the meat was gone. She sighed and patted her tummy. That should hold her for a while even if it wasn't live and warm the way she liked it.

She put the bloody wrappings in a bag and wiped her hands clean with a cloth. She placed the cloth in the bag too. She checked to be sure there were no signs of what she had done. There were none. She reclined the seat and put her head back. She closed her eyes and rested. It had been a long night and there was much to do tonight. It might be several nights before she got any real rest again. She sat there and remembered the way it all started.

She was in fact, not a she. She had no sex. Her home planet was inhabited by several species that reproduced by a method not even dreamed of here on Earth. It was not twelve years old either. It was one hundred and twelve earth years old. Her arrival on earth had been an accident. There was no reason for it to be here but those things happen and you make the best of what you have.

Eating had been a problem at first. It's species thrived on live game and blood. Warm blood was best and the sexual organs of the game species were the very special delicacy the species desired. But they were not uncivilized. They did not usually consume intelligent victims. The species they ate was a game animal. There was no equivalent animal here on this planet. There were substitutes that would keep it alive but it needed the hunt and the kill and the challenge. It had discovered the rapists not long after it arrived.

There was no love for these rapists that roamed the planet. There were plenty of them and they would not be missed. They made very good game.

This creature was able to transform itself into other forms. It did not look like a little girl normally. The individual now in the form of a little girl did not eat like a human. What looked like a mouth was useful only for breathing. It didn't actually connect to the digestive tract. The mouth that was used for eating was in fact located between the legs of this little girl. And in that mouth was a set of very sharp teeth. The teeth combined with the hidden strength of the creature were all it needed to kill it's victims.

It's thoughts were interrupted by someone sitting down next to it. There was now a nice looking lady sitting there. The lady seemed to want to talk.

"Hello. Are you traveling all alone little girl?"

It answered, staying in character.

"Yes ma'm."

"Well aren't you a big girl. My name is Joan, what's your's?"

"I'm called Bobo."

The little girl smiled but the lady had no idea why. It was the name. The creature had overheard some old vets talking about their days in Korea, where ever that was. They got to talking about the girls and some of the things they did over there. One man started telling about how tight one girl's pussy had been. He told how she could clamp down on his dick like a trap when he fucked her.

Another man smiled and commented.

"Oh, you had one with a snapping pussy."

The first man replied.

"Yup. Sure did. A real King Chuckabobo"

The men all laughed at that. And the creature had taken the name, altered it to Bobo King and used it when ever asked for a name. It did seem so fitting.

The end of this story. But Bobo is still out there.

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About the codes. I guess it could be coded SciFi, Mg, Rape. But is that really what it is? I'm not at all sure. If you read the story without the codes and were upset by it, I apologize. I really did think it would ruin the story to code it at the beginning.

Uncle Sky

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