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half-brother, Charlie Manson, currently serving multiple life sentences reached out to her as part of an agreement of a lesser sentence in exchange for less killing.
Petunia had been wronged by a cheap tuxedo-clad suitor for the last time. It wasn't her fault she had been stood up for so many dates. The sophomore prom which college junior had invited her to only resulted in him winning the grand 'hog night' prize. Her embarrassment and humiliation didn't stop her, she was a sweet girl. Then came the Junior prom, where she thought she had a lock on Homecoming Queen. Those dreams were also shattered when it turned out that her suitor had in fact arranged for famous porn star Peter North, along with 2 other guys to show up at her house in a limo to shoot a "Bridal Bukkake 6" scene. The uncomfortable moment where her face was jizzed upon by North and his crew and a forth man, her own father, from four different angles at once, moments after she walked down the stairs to no date, no ride, no prom didn't phase her.
Petunia took it all in stride. Petunia was a good Catholic girl.
After she excused herself, and kindly asked that the cameras stop rolling, she made her way to the bathroom. There, she looked deep into the mirror, and saw someone else.
No longer was Petunia staring back, behind the semen-encrusted cheeks, staring back at her was Penelope. Penelope reached down and grabbed a baby wipe, and cleaned herself off. Penelope found Petunia's favorite nail clippers and smiled.
Penelope had a different approach. She walked out the bathroom and saw the 4 male scumbags reclining. She extended a finger towards the first, then motioned with her finger that he was going to get a BJ. That fool got up and followed her into Petunia's bedroom. Pushing her tits up against him, Penelope got him to drop his pants down, and she played with his semi-erect cock just long enough to slip the nail clippers underneath the shaft. Suddenly standing up and holding his mouth shut, she cut through the flesh, eventually removing his penis. After he bled out, she shoved his limp cock into his mouth and slid the body into the bathroom.
With a sly smile, she beckoned to the next person, again with her sly "blowjob" indication. Again, the raping bastard fell for it, and he was quickly dispatched. It's not often that someone is choked to death with long hair, but this victim was too busy second-guessing his recent choices to wonder if he was the first.
The third guy didn't even have a chance. Penelope walked out of her bedroom with her father's fully automatic shotgun, and tore him to pieces. He gurgled some kind of mumbojumbo, but nobody could hear from the ringing in the ears. The only living things left were Penelope and her father. She motioned for him to put his shoes on. When he pleaded for his life, she shot his foot off. He screamed, a lot. After he was done complaining about his sudden loss of his foot, she shot off his right hand and motioned towards the car.
At shotgun-point, she strapped him into the passenger's seat, and emptied a 5 gallon can of gasoline in the compartment. Penelope set the car rolling down their driveway, and tossed a road flare inside. The car burst into flames, and as it rolled away towards the trees her father yelled out "You were adopted!".
Upon hearing this, Petunia
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