Rip this plushie/that reason why we cant have nice things.

maybe he writes fucked up fanfic too

For the second regeneration test, she plunged the knife deep into her intestines, and dragged the blade upwards, up to her rib cage. She felt the sharp blade part her intestines and cut through the muscles of her abs with a soft squelch, and felt the tracks of the golden blood spilling from the cut. She could feel the cold of the metal, stuck deep within her guts, and she felt the warmth of her punctured bladder deflating, spilling its contents into her abdominal cavity. She let out a long, shaky, moan of intense pleasure, as she felt no pain at all from the wound that was pouring blood and piss into the tub. The incision just brought her intense pleasure, unlike any she had ever felt before.
She figured that was good enough proof that her power protected her from the pain of being a regenerator. Before the incision in her guts could close, she stuck her hand through, and sliced out her intestines, piling them onto the bathtub floor. She reached through her insides, and out her anus, writhing in the tub in pure bliss at the sensations she was feeling. She came multiple times, each stronger than the last, screaming in the most intense pleasure she had ever felt before, until her intestines grew back, and she regretfully stopped to move on to the next test.

Her pussy was begging to be filled, so she stuck her knife up her pussy, and into her guts, and started swimming downwards. She came multiple times from the feeling of the pressure, and the knife impaled in her cunt, intestines, and bladder sliding around in her body, slicing organs. She found the sensation of hot pee filling her abdominal cavity to be very erotic, and quite pleasurable.

As she reached where the ocean floor started to flatten out, she only felt strong pleasure from being crushed under the weight of an ocean, her movement was only barely restricted, and she could see perfectly fine, even with practically no light at all. She figured her regeneration was healing her, so she focused on stopping her regeneration.
She let out a silent scream of pleasure as the ocean crushed every bone in her body, and compressed all her flesh down as small as it could get. She lay on the seabed, a pile of pulverized bone and tenderized flesh, with her grey matter oozing out of her pulverized skull, coming continuously for ten minutes. She looked like a pile of ground beef.
Golden blood poured out of her crushed body as fast as it was made by her power, turning the water around her golden tinted and mildly sweet.
She pulled herself together, literally, when she lost focus on halting her regeneration. She could feel that the knife had moved up in her body as she reformed, and she could feel it slicing open her stomach and heart. She stuck her 5th claws into her chest, slicing downwards and free her intestines. She reached into the wound before it closed, and pulled out her knife. She cut off the intestines hanging out of her stomach, letting them reform inside her body.
She swam back up to the surface, trailing golden blood behind her.
Ah, true art.
 
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