Fuck Yeah!
From Create Your Own Story
You spread Tori's legs, shoving your fist inside her cunt. That soon loses its amusement, and you mount her cold thigh. You rub your cunt against her leg, moaning when you finally climax. Then, you dismount and drive away as quickly as you can, leaving Tori Vega's body in the middle of nowhere.
Three Months Later
You shift in the stand, rubbing at your handcuffs. Tori Vega was found in the middle of the desert, partially eaten and in the first stages of decay. Your DNA was found smeared on her thigh, and a lie detector test showed you'd at least been around Tori during the day of her murder. Hours of interrogation couldn't break you, but a string did. Those damned cops forced Cat to wear a wire, and had the girl pretend to break down and ask you where Tori was. You couldn't lie to her. The DNA and confession sealed your fate. If only you hadn't left your damned DNA on Vega's thigh, the cops never would have thought of you.
The jury finds you guilty of first-degree murder, and sentence you to capital punishment. You're seventeen, and close enough to an adult that the verdict sticks. You're led away to prison, where you spend the next few months in solitary. Finally, you're taken to the room where you'll die. The viewing room is full of familiar faces. Vega's family, your own mother and father, your teachers, and the people you once called friends. Vega's mom and dad look on with grim acceptance, still not understanding why you killed their daughter.
Trina has a look of sick joy on her face, her PearPhone recording the event. Your mother and father look almost bored, and a lump in your mother's stomach tell you they're working on your replacement. Your teachers look at you with pity in their eyes, Sikowitz shaking his head. Finally, you look at your friends. Beck and Andre look disgusted, Robbie looks upset, and Cat is weeping like a baby. Then, the liquid enters your veins and the world goes black.
The End
