(9:44:04 am) Angelika Kant has just joined the chat.
(9:44:31 am) Peter: Hey Angelika, stick around.
(9:45:30 am) Angelika: hi there
(9:46:51 am) Peter: Hey Angelika, how come you and I have never chatted? You seem like someone I should be chatting with. :-)
(9:47:01 am) Sarah: You have good taste Angelika.^^
(9:48:36 am) Peter: So, does Angelica have good taste because she has never chatted with me?
(9:48:46 am) Angelika: yes
(9:49:15 am) Peter: Sigh... I really am a bad boy Angelica, honest!
(9:49:39 am) Peter: I promise I will be mean to you and do terrible things to you.
(9:49:41 am) *********: Peter you're so sweet it hurts
(9:50:04 am) Peter: Shush! You are spoiling my chances with Angelika!
(9:50:44 am) Peter: So Angelika. Can I kill you? Huh? Huh?
(9:51:38 am) Peter: I really would be overjoyed to have Angelica be my bellybutt.
(9:51:33 am) Angelika: yes peter
(9:51:43 am) Peter: !!!! :-)
(9:51:51 am) Peter: She said yes!
(9:52:31 am) Peter: I am extremely intelligent Angelica, so can indeed fulfill your posted fantasy.
(9:52:26 am) Kat: then you better hurry
(9:52:34 am) *********: ~gets out Peter's bow and arrows~
(9:53:02 am) Peter: Oh? You all mean for me to kill Angelika here? Right now?
(9:53:06 am) Angelika: oh nice
(9:53:28 am) Peter: Well, um, I had meant to take my time, but if you all insist...
(9:53:32 am) *********: well unless you're gonna film it...
(9:53:56 am) Peter: I would dearly love to film it. Angelica, have you seen any of my videos?
(9:54:51 am) Peter: Well, the beauty of cyberspace is that I can kill Angelica more than once...
(9:54:56 am) Angelika: yes I like your videos
(9:55:33 am) Peter: Let's have you stand over here Angelica, in front of the hay bales. They make for a good backstop for arrows.
(9:56:13 am) Peter: Now, bellybutts are traditionally nude, so off with those clothes Angelika.
(9:56:32 am) Peter: We all do want a good show after all.
(9:56:55 am) Peter: Are you going to die well for us bellybutt Angelika?
(9:57:22 am) Peter: I prepare arrows, I notch one to the bow.
(9:57:59 am) Angelika: I hope I will die well
(9:58:23 am) *********: ~gets the massive tub of popcorn and curls up~
(9:58:32 am) Peter: Angelika, I am sure you will die well. Now spread your arms and legs a bit.
(9:58:58 am) Peter: Arch your back, thrust your belly forward, that's it, head back a bit... Good girl.
(9:58:58 am) *********: *takes another seat on the couch and tries to steal some of IP's popcorn*
(9:59:19 am) Angelika: yes ok. I do so.
(9:59:32 am) Peter: Now, tell us again how you want to die Angelika.
(9:59:59 am) Peter: We do like to accommodate dying bellybutts when we can.
(10:00:32 am) Peter: One arrow or many, gutting afterwards or not, any special spot you would prefer to be shot?
(10:01:21 am) Angelika: right under my navel
(10:01:59 am) Peter: I draw back the arrow, I take careful aim, and I let loose. And time seems to slow down for Angelika.
(10:02:39 am) Peter: She watches it as if in slow motion approach her, reach her belly, her skin indents and then POP!, her belly bursts!
(10:03:10 am) Peter: An arrow is lodged deep inside the now dying bellybutt Angelika!
(10:03:44 am) Peter: Blood barely seeps, ever so slowly from her wound.
(10:04:10 am) Peter: She teeters, and stays standing, though on shaky legs.
(10:04:24 am) Peter: Big wide eyes she has.
(10:04:41 am) Peter: "Would you like another?" I ask?
(10:05:13 am) Peter: I notch another arrow. I draw back and take aim.
(10:05:29 am) Angelika: I looks with soft eyes to peter
(10:05:49 am) Peter: Again time slows as the arrow flies forward. It touches the bottom of Angelika's belly and sinks dep inside.
(10:06:00 am) Peter: Your bladder bursts inside of you!
(10:06:21 am) Peter: It is so deep, you can feel it tickling your ass inside of you.
(10:06:32 am) Angelika: ohh auu
(10:06:42 am) Peter: Angelika's knees buckle.
(10:07:19 am) Peter: She sinks, her knees go wide and she falls backwards slowly, leaving her extremely exposed to the watchers.
(10:07:32 am) Peter: Two arrows jut proudly from her belly,
(10:07:32 am) Angelika: I went on my knees
(10:07:44 am) Peter: Her breathing comes in great gasps.
(10:08:18 am) Peter: I put down the bow and arrow, and pick up a large knife.
(10:08:24 am) Peter: I walk up to her.
(10:08:22 am) Angelika: my eyes stares at yours
(10:08:42 am) Peter: How are you doing there miss dying bellybutt?
(10:08:52 am) Peter: I kneel beside her.
(10:08:48 am) Angelika: I look at your in fear
(10:09:36 am) Peter: Are you happy to slowly die like that from just those two arrows? Or would you prefer to go out a bit quicker, with a bit more style?
(10:09:48 am) Angelika: do you feel my shudders?
(10:10:12 am) Peter: I enjoy your shudders, they excite me. You can see how aroused I am.
(10:10:37 am) Peter: I finger the knife, you know I want to.
(10:10:55 am) Peter: I caress your belly with the knife.
(10:11:30 am) Peter: With one hand I grasp an arrow and with a great sploosh, I pull it out from inside of you.
(10:11:48 am) Angelika: the sharp tip runs on my soft skin
(10:12:00 am) Angelika: aahhuui
(10:12:01 am) Peter: I grab the other one, but I don't pull it out. This is the one that is tickling your ass from the inside.
(10:12:23 am) Peter: Instead of pulling it, I give it a little push!
(10:12:44 am) Peter: And you feel the tip of it pop out of your backside!
(10:12:57 am) Peter: And then I pull it out.
(10:13:22 am) Peter: With a great gush a little geyser of blood squirts out.
(10:13:46 am) Peter: I have to hurry, or you are going to bleed out too fast.
(10:14:13 am) Peter: I grasp he knife firmly and position it very low on your bely, just above your pubic bone.
(10:14:29 am) Angelika: my blood runs out of me
(10:14:41 am) Peter: I look into your eyes. I nod my head. "Ready?" I ask.
(10:15:08 am) Angelika: your knife touch my soft belly
(10:15:25 am) Angelika: I nod
(10:15:25 am) Peter: I shove the knife deep, oh so deep, into the bottom of your belly, your womb is cut in half!
(10:15:53 am) Peter: You feel it having cut your rectum, it has practically cut you i half!
(10:15:48 am) Angelika: ohh auuu
(10:16:10 am) Peter: I pull it out half way...
(10:16:25 am) Peter: And then thrust is back inside of you, right to the hilt.
(10:16:42 am) Peter: Over and over I pull it out and thrust it back inside.
(10:16:59 am) Peter: Each time you feel more and more of your insides being cut in half.
(10:17:21 am) Peter: And then I start inching the knife upwards.
(10:17:34 am) Peter: With each thrust the knife opens you up.
(10:17:57 am) Peter: Each cut opens you an inch further. Your belly is being cut open!
(10:18:18 am) Peter: Over and over the knife thrusts, your navel is cut in half!
(10:18:47 am) Peter: Still the knife plunges and does not stop until the whole of your belly has been opened.
(10:19:16 am) Peter: You have been gutted, your insides are wide open to the world, your guts steam in the air.
(10:19:38 am) Peter: And yet you are somehow still not dead.
(10:20:01 am) Peter: I put down the knife, I take you by the shoulders...
(10:20:21 am) Peter: I lift you into a sitting position so the audience can get a good look...
(10:20:46 am) Peter: ...and as I do, as you are lifted to sitting, your guts flow out from within you like water.
(10:21:06 am) Peter: You look down to see yourself hollow.
(10:21:34 am) Peter: Where once you were a living girl, an Angelika, now you are just a gutted, used bellybutt.
(10:22:16 am) Peter: I lay you back down. I position you so you are in the most extremely exposed position anatomically possible.
(10:22:30 am) Peter: I arrange your guts so they do not hide anything.
(10:22:52 am) Peter: I make sure your back is well arch so as to present your gutting to the world.
(10:22:54 am) Angelika: I don't move any more
(10:23:28 am) Peter: And then I walk away. You are now just an object d'art for an audience. A dead bellybutt.

tut tut ... Peter ... you have been playing belly butt with another woman behind my back i see (< , <) ... our time is near ... 'I' will be your bellybutt and expect to hear plenty from he as you shoot fuck and gut me ... i will go out with a gutteral groan and an orgasm which will shake my entrails out ... not with a whimper (~ ^)