She guards the entrance to a terrorist base–hidden in a remote, underground facility. Dressed in her standard uniform, she paces back and forth. After a while, she gets bored, and starts to pleasure herself. While distracted a member of the T.E.T.U. (Terrorist Elimination Tactical Unit) watches her, then stealthily sneaks up behind her. But not stealth enough as he attacks, her training kicks in given her awareness that allows her to instinctively duck the attack. A fight ensues, and soon, she has the upper hand and is kicking the downed soldier. But, he manages to grab her leg, pulling her off balance. She uses her powers of sexuality to distract him some more, allowing her to make a final attempt to overcome the intruder. But, he grabs her and pulls her over him, wrapping a garrote around her neck and strangling her slowly.

As her body writhes, struggles and sweats against his, he cannot help but shove his stiff cock into her tight, terrorist cunt, fucking her as he kills her. It takes a long time, but once she is dead, he keeps fucking her until he unloads ropes of cum across her sweaty, shiny corpse. Later, he holds her corpse upright as he fucks her wet mouth until he unloads a torrent of jizz, which then oozes out of her mouth in drips and glops. Finally, he is up for one more round with the deceased terrorist bitch, and plows her corpse again until he is satisfied and once more unloads onto her. He takes some photos and stuffs her panties in her slack mouth before leaving to report back to HQ. The female terrorist guard lay on the floor, discarded, used and destroyed, covered in cum and fluid and left for cohorts to find

Maxxx has bought a new bot, a Melissa3000. She has all the latest and greatest technologies, including a primary maid function. First day on the job, the Melissa-bot, begins cleaning Maxxx’s house in her sexy little french maid uniform. She dusts, sticking out her butt as her programming tells her to do. Maxxx lifts her skirt to inspect her perfectly constructed and ergonomically designed sex holes through her crotchless panties. Aroused by his new bot, he activates her blowjob mode. She gets down on her knees and begins sucking his cock. Her drool dispensers engage and covers his cock in her spit as her mouth slides up and down his shaft. Maxxx activates her crawl mode to make her crawl sexily across the carpet, he ass spreads wide open as her knees slide across the floor.

He stops her and slides his cock in her sex hole, perfectly designed for his cock. He fucks her from behind super slowly taking in the realistic feeling of her perfectly constructed pussy. HE fucks her for a good long time before releasing his cum inside her self cleaning sex hole. When he has had enough of her he activates her strangle mode. She lies on the floor and following the first robot protocol follows his instructions as her hands wrap around her own neck. Her robot hands grip her neck, squeezing hard as her programming short circuits and her legs flail about. Her self destruction completes and she lays on the floor, her circuitry fried

I should explain what this is. In 1991 a movie came out called “The Invisible Maniac”. It is now a cult classic. It’s a great, cheesy movie made by the same director as “Sorority House Massacre” and “Hard To Die”. The movie has since faded into obscurity with only die hards like me really knowing about it. But, on my forum soon, I will post the original scenes I am parodying here. So please enjoy. There are some special effects, creepy stalking moments, and best of all, a very unique un-obscured strangling of Veronica and those lovely legs of hers. He is on a rampage taking revenge on all those who laughed at him. And with his potion and it;s effects, he is free to do whatever he likes. Tonight, he goes to Aprils home. Her parents are away. She is asleep in her room. We do not see him—he is invisible now. The blankets comes off. Next the negligée then, the panties. His breaths are palpable as he looks upon this nubile young teen.

The next morning, April wakes up nude. Something is strange, but she fogets it fast and starts to dress for a day out with her friends. Still, items seem to be. In the living room, she calls to her parents. Still not home from the retreat. Good. Something touches her. She turns. Her brush floats through the air, finds her she bats in out of the way. Then, she hears a voice–her teacher? Things come flying off the shelf at her, she breaks for the door. It won’t open. Suddenly, something around her neck. Can’t breathe. Struggling. Something holding her. No more air. She sinks to the floor, tone teen legs spasming with muscle definition. She slows. She dies. And evil laugh. On to the next girl