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The Pop-Star
The people had voted and the next celebrity to be appearing on “Watch Them Die!” was the teen singer and actor Max. They contacted the boy star and after thinking it over he agreed to take part. Every person that has passed through the show has become iconically famous. People would remember Max for his talent and his demise. As the crew finished their final touches and the artists applied the last of the power onto Max, the crowd eagerly awaited for the program to begin. “It’s time.” said a stage manager to the room. She gestured Max to follow. He walked down the hall with only a pair of dark jeans on. His bare feet sent chills up his body with each step onto the cold floor. As he turned the corner a camera was ready. There they took one last photo of the boy before he would be dismembered. “Beautiful.” exclaimed the photographer as he admired the boy's toned body. As he continued down the hall the sounds of cheers and music grew louder. Before he knew it he was hit with a wave of screams and lights. He was on a large stage surrounded by cameras and people. When he reached the host standing in the center he began to feel a little uneasy.
Soon the noise dimmed down. “Here he is folks! The popular teenage boy pop-star, Max!” Yelled the host. The crowd applauded loudly as a camera zoomed in on him. The camera pandered down his body. “Oh man! Max look at you! I bet you get all the ladies huh!?” said the announcer humorously as he directed the mic to Max. The audience wooed at the sight of his exposed torso. “Uh-he thanks.” Max said quietly. The host placed his arm around Max. Clearing his throat the host asked, “Now tell us a little about yourself.” Max forced a nervous smile and hesitated to speak. “I-Im Max, you may have seen me on some shows or in my movie, b-but my real passion is singing.” Someone in the stood up, “I LOVE YOU MAX!!!” they screamed. The host chuckled, “Looks like you have a few fans in the audience. So why are you here Max? Why are you willing to sacrifice everything to be with us today.” Max pondered for a moment. “I guess I’m here because I want people to remember me or even notice me. I don't want my music and life to be forgotten.” The host removed his arm around Max and took a step away, “That is a great response, now let’s get started shall we?”
With those words a chain with cuffs lowered from the ceiling, crew members come out and started moving machines, and another approached Max with a pair of cuffs. “Now let’s see what you have for us Max!” The crowed cheered in unison. “Take it off! Take it off!” Max bit his lips and unbuttoned his trousers. He unzipped the zipper revealing the top of his pubic hair. In one quick motion his pulled his pants down. His soft cock dangled free as the crowd was in awe at the naked boy on stage. The stage crew clasped the cuff around his ankles, binding them together and a cuff hanging from the ceiling was clamped tight around his wrists. They checked the binds and gave the clear to begin. The chain started rising, pulling Max towards the ceiling. His bare feet slowly rose and eventually left the ground. His arms flexed as they supported his weight. After he was about a foot off the ground the host began to speak. “Boy, doesn’t he look good folks?” he asked the crowd as the all hollered in agreement. “Now, Max here is not your most popular kid, I mean have you ever heard his songs on the radio or seen him on TV lately?” Many in the crowd shook their heads other quietly saying no. Max swallowed at the response, holding back anger. “Honestly, he’s just another teen pop star with a pretty face and some vocal chords, his looks will get your attention for a second, maybe a minute, but at the end of the day you know what you think to yourselves? Who cares! He’s just going to disappear like all the others do. So let’s help him disappear in style!” The audience clapped and cheered as the large machine began to lower into view from the ceiling.
“Now max here has a great face, cute as can be! With an amazing set of abs and look at that cock!” the host said as his hand slid down Max’s jaw, over his chest, past his abs, and giving his dick a slap. “I hope you remember his looks well because this hottie’s body is about to be gone!” The audience took a careful last look at Max. His deep black eyes, thick brow and sharp jawline defined his face. His toned arms and deep pits filled with dark hair hanged bound over his head. His rigid body, perfect abs, and muscular chest with dark pink nipples expanded with each deep breath he took. His legs were covered in black sharp hairs and his veiny feet dangled in the air. “Now let’s give our star a going away present!” The host said as he fondled Max’s soft cock. Max groaned in resistance, trying effortlessly to wiggle away from the hosts hands. The audience giggled at the sight of the poor young man being taken advantage of. Max felt embarrassed. His manhood was being pulled and rubbed without his consent, but his cock still began to rise. Soon his meaty dick was fully erect and the host laughed, “Now what lucky contestant want’s to give our boy max here a farewell kiss?” Many raised their hands eagerly.
A young teen boy was picked and brought up. He was a recently out of the closet gay and this was his first chance to suckle someone so divine. He nervously grabbed Max’s throbbing cock and licked his lips. His mouth took him and he began to suck. Getting cocky he pushed Max’s length more and more into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. Max moaned unintentionally and his chest heaved. The contestant gripped his cock with one hand and the other explored his fuck hole. Shoving finger after finger into the the virgin ass of the star pop idol made him quiver and gasp. The crowd resisted the urge of their boners, boners that were growing more and more as the turmoil of Max continued. Soon his dick began to throb erratically. The contestant went harder and harder and Max no longer could hold back his moans and gasps. The host pulled the contestant back and told him to give everyone a show. The contestant grinned. He took his hand out of the boy's ass and began to spread his precum up and down his abs and chest. The other hand fondled the head of his cock and pulled on his foreskin over and over. In a one motion Max arched his back, flexing his abdomen, and white cum sprung out the head of his pink dick. As his cock sprouted more and more, Max’s chest expanded rapidly with each quick breath. His man fluids splattered all over his abs and the constant, some landed a few feet away on the stage. The audience applauded. “Alright! What a lovely contestant! Can we give this young man another round of applause!” They roared again as the contestant wiped cum off his face and licked away the remaining drops on his lips. As the host assisted him back to his seat Max hanged exhausted. His cock dripping cum as it became soft again. “Let’s clean Max here up and finally get started.”
Two stagehands came with towels and quickly wiped away the cum off Max. Max’s head hanged low ashamed and tired from the ordeal. He never expected this to happen. He was told a quick execution and his fame and family would be greatly rewarded. As thoughts of his life and family flashed through his mind a large container was lowered down towards Max. “Now!” said the host, “Let me explain how Max’s grand finale will work! Above this young man is a tanker filled with corrosive acid!” The audience gasped, while Max’s attention was caught by the announcement. “The machine will spray a mist of this wonderful liquid all across Max’s body.” Max looked up at the device now roaring to a start. “It will first coat his defined body and boyish looks and make him shimmer in beauty! Then it will slowly melt away his flesh, muscle, bones, and organs!” The crowd’s eyes widen as did Max’s. Max looked at the room again and began to shake. “This was a mistake.” He thought, “I don’t want to die like this.” He began to fight his bindings. “The host grinned at the sight. “What’s wrong my boy, isn’t this what you wanted?” Max desperately shook his bound arms, swinging him back and forth. Drums began to roll, getting louder and louder. “No! Let me down! I changed my mind!.” He screamed as the audience smiled, unable to hear his desperate cries. The host looked up at Max’s panic filled face. “You’ve been a wonderful contestant.” He said as he brushed Max’s face with his hand, Max turned away in disgust. “Let me go please, I don’t want to die!” He begged. The host started to step away as he gave Max one last piece of advice. “Give them a great finale boy.” The machine started to slowly mist the acid down onto Max. Slowly coating his abs, chest, and toned limbs. His dark hair became drenched and his face soaked. More and more rained down on him, making his body hair stick to his pits, and legs.
His lean body glimmered in the spotlights. The drums stopped. The boy grunted and wiggled as silence filled the room. He felt nothing at the moment, as he continued to struggle. The host smiled from offstage. The coat of acid started to bubble. “Please!” He screamed, “I don’t want to die! Please help-” He was cut off as his skin began to sizzle. He screamed with burning pain. Slowly all across his body his skin melted. His hair slowly burned away as patches of skin began to disappear. His arms, chest, and abs were missing chunks of skin as his red muscle began to show. His face contorted in agony as his boyish looks began to melt away. He shut his eyes in pain as the acid seep into his mouth and nostrils. His feet twitched as acid dripped from them, slowly turning red with blood. Quickly Max’s skin was almost completely off. His muscular frame now in view as each abs and pectoral muscle was naked. His face was bloodied and melting still as the acid began to dissolve his insides. His muscular limbs began to deteriorate. Max was still screaming. One arm collapsed from the weight of his body and his dismembered hand hanged in the cuff. He waved his free decapitated arm around in agony. The crowd watch in joy as his manhood dripped away. The acid began to cook the inside of his skull. His abdominal muscles dripped away and some guts and organs began to spill. The boy hanged in pain as he was nearing death. His stomach spilled open as his brain started to leak out of his mouth and nose. With a few final twitches the young man died. The acid continued. Eventually his other arm fell as well. His body slumped to the ground filled with melted insides, chunks of muscle and left over seamen. The fluids began to trickle towards the drain not far off from the center of the stage. Slowly Max was being washed away. The remaining hunks of muscle and limbs laid on the stage to continue dissolving. The Host walked back into the light, making sure to avoid the deadly toxin.
“The once stunning and boyishly handsome Max is now reduced to nothing but a dissolving pile of meat. Isn’t it crazy to think this once was a beautiful young man?” Said the host as he pointed to what was left of Max. “Let’s give our star one last round of applause.” The crowd stood up and cheered at the disfigured corpses of Max. “That’s is all for today folks! Join us next time on ‘Watch Them Die!’” The crowed cheered as the cameras panned over the host walking off stage and then back to the mess of a boy that was once Max. The camera’s faded and that concluded the show. Some of the audience members left while another stayed to watch the rest of the poor boy wash away. Recordings of the event were sold and Max’s music topped the charts for the next few weeks. The images of his body before and after spread across the internet like wildfire and he was the buzz of all the new topics for days. Max had achieved his goal and will forever be remembered as the boy pop star who stole our hearts and melted away.
(I wanted to write a series about a game show where people vote to watch famous celebrities get killed on global television. I wrote this with a generic named pop-star but I will be making some about real life stars. If you have celebrity in mind to be on this grande killing stage feel free to ask! )
The people had voted and the next celebrity to be appearing on “Watch Them Die!” was the teen singer and actor Max. They contacted the boy star and after thinking it over he agreed to take part. Every person that has passed through the show has become iconically famous. People would remember Max for his talent and his demise. As the crew finished their final touches and the artists applied the last of the power onto Max, the crowd eagerly awaited for the program to begin. “It’s time.” said a stage manager to the room. She gestured Max to follow. He walked down the hall with only a pair of dark jeans on. His bare feet sent chills up his body with each step onto the cold floor. As he turned the corner a camera was ready. There they took one last photo of the boy before he would be dismembered. “Beautiful.” exclaimed the photographer as he admired the boy's toned body. As he continued down the hall the sounds of cheers and music grew louder. Before he knew it he was hit with a wave of screams and lights. He was on a large stage surrounded by cameras and people. When he reached the host standing in the center he began to feel a little uneasy.
Soon the noise dimmed down. “Here he is folks! The popular teenage boy pop-star, Max!” Yelled the host. The crowd applauded loudly as a camera zoomed in on him. The camera pandered down his body. “Oh man! Max look at you! I bet you get all the ladies huh!?” said the announcer humorously as he directed the mic to Max. The audience wooed at the sight of his exposed torso. “Uh-he thanks.” Max said quietly. The host placed his arm around Max. Clearing his throat the host asked, “Now tell us a little about yourself.” Max forced a nervous smile and hesitated to speak. “I-Im Max, you may have seen me on some shows or in my movie, b-but my real passion is singing.” Someone in the stood up, “I LOVE YOU MAX!!!” they screamed. The host chuckled, “Looks like you have a few fans in the audience. So why are you here Max? Why are you willing to sacrifice everything to be with us today.” Max pondered for a moment. “I guess I’m here because I want people to remember me or even notice me. I don't want my music and life to be forgotten.” The host removed his arm around Max and took a step away, “That is a great response, now let’s get started shall we?”
With those words a chain with cuffs lowered from the ceiling, crew members come out and started moving machines, and another approached Max with a pair of cuffs. “Now let’s see what you have for us Max!” The crowed cheered in unison. “Take it off! Take it off!” Max bit his lips and unbuttoned his trousers. He unzipped the zipper revealing the top of his pubic hair. In one quick motion his pulled his pants down. His soft cock dangled free as the crowd was in awe at the naked boy on stage. The stage crew clasped the cuff around his ankles, binding them together and a cuff hanging from the ceiling was clamped tight around his wrists. They checked the binds and gave the clear to begin. The chain started rising, pulling Max towards the ceiling. His bare feet slowly rose and eventually left the ground. His arms flexed as they supported his weight. After he was about a foot off the ground the host began to speak. “Boy, doesn’t he look good folks?” he asked the crowd as the all hollered in agreement. “Now, Max here is not your most popular kid, I mean have you ever heard his songs on the radio or seen him on TV lately?” Many in the crowd shook their heads other quietly saying no. Max swallowed at the response, holding back anger. “Honestly, he’s just another teen pop star with a pretty face and some vocal chords, his looks will get your attention for a second, maybe a minute, but at the end of the day you know what you think to yourselves? Who cares! He’s just going to disappear like all the others do. So let’s help him disappear in style!” The audience clapped and cheered as the large machine began to lower into view from the ceiling.
“Now max here has a great face, cute as can be! With an amazing set of abs and look at that cock!” the host said as his hand slid down Max’s jaw, over his chest, past his abs, and giving his dick a slap. “I hope you remember his looks well because this hottie’s body is about to be gone!” The audience took a careful last look at Max. His deep black eyes, thick brow and sharp jawline defined his face. His toned arms and deep pits filled with dark hair hanged bound over his head. His rigid body, perfect abs, and muscular chest with dark pink nipples expanded with each deep breath he took. His legs were covered in black sharp hairs and his veiny feet dangled in the air. “Now let’s give our star a going away present!” The host said as he fondled Max’s soft cock. Max groaned in resistance, trying effortlessly to wiggle away from the hosts hands. The audience giggled at the sight of the poor young man being taken advantage of. Max felt embarrassed. His manhood was being pulled and rubbed without his consent, but his cock still began to rise. Soon his meaty dick was fully erect and the host laughed, “Now what lucky contestant want’s to give our boy max here a farewell kiss?” Many raised their hands eagerly.
A young teen boy was picked and brought up. He was a recently out of the closet gay and this was his first chance to suckle someone so divine. He nervously grabbed Max’s throbbing cock and licked his lips. His mouth took him and he began to suck. Getting cocky he pushed Max’s length more and more into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. Max moaned unintentionally and his chest heaved. The contestant gripped his cock with one hand and the other explored his fuck hole. Shoving finger after finger into the the virgin ass of the star pop idol made him quiver and gasp. The crowd resisted the urge of their boners, boners that were growing more and more as the turmoil of Max continued. Soon his dick began to throb erratically. The contestant went harder and harder and Max no longer could hold back his moans and gasps. The host pulled the contestant back and told him to give everyone a show. The contestant grinned. He took his hand out of the boy's ass and began to spread his precum up and down his abs and chest. The other hand fondled the head of his cock and pulled on his foreskin over and over. In a one motion Max arched his back, flexing his abdomen, and white cum sprung out the head of his pink dick. As his cock sprouted more and more, Max’s chest expanded rapidly with each quick breath. His man fluids splattered all over his abs and the constant, some landed a few feet away on the stage. The audience applauded. “Alright! What a lovely contestant! Can we give this young man another round of applause!” They roared again as the contestant wiped cum off his face and licked away the remaining drops on his lips. As the host assisted him back to his seat Max hanged exhausted. His cock dripping cum as it became soft again. “Let’s clean Max here up and finally get started.”
Two stagehands came with towels and quickly wiped away the cum off Max. Max’s head hanged low ashamed and tired from the ordeal. He never expected this to happen. He was told a quick execution and his fame and family would be greatly rewarded. As thoughts of his life and family flashed through his mind a large container was lowered down towards Max. “Now!” said the host, “Let me explain how Max’s grand finale will work! Above this young man is a tanker filled with corrosive acid!” The audience gasped, while Max’s attention was caught by the announcement. “The machine will spray a mist of this wonderful liquid all across Max’s body.” Max looked up at the device now roaring to a start. “It will first coat his defined body and boyish looks and make him shimmer in beauty! Then it will slowly melt away his flesh, muscle, bones, and organs!” The crowd’s eyes widen as did Max’s. Max looked at the room again and began to shake. “This was a mistake.” He thought, “I don’t want to die like this.” He began to fight his bindings. “The host grinned at the sight. “What’s wrong my boy, isn’t this what you wanted?” Max desperately shook his bound arms, swinging him back and forth. Drums began to roll, getting louder and louder. “No! Let me down! I changed my mind!.” He screamed as the audience smiled, unable to hear his desperate cries. The host looked up at Max’s panic filled face. “You’ve been a wonderful contestant.” He said as he brushed Max’s face with his hand, Max turned away in disgust. “Let me go please, I don’t want to die!” He begged. The host started to step away as he gave Max one last piece of advice. “Give them a great finale boy.” The machine started to slowly mist the acid down onto Max. Slowly coating his abs, chest, and toned limbs. His dark hair became drenched and his face soaked. More and more rained down on him, making his body hair stick to his pits, and legs.
His lean body glimmered in the spotlights. The drums stopped. The boy grunted and wiggled as silence filled the room. He felt nothing at the moment, as he continued to struggle. The host smiled from offstage. The coat of acid started to bubble. “Please!” He screamed, “I don’t want to die! Please help-” He was cut off as his skin began to sizzle. He screamed with burning pain. Slowly all across his body his skin melted. His hair slowly burned away as patches of skin began to disappear. His arms, chest, and abs were missing chunks of skin as his red muscle began to show. His face contorted in agony as his boyish looks began to melt away. He shut his eyes in pain as the acid seep into his mouth and nostrils. His feet twitched as acid dripped from them, slowly turning red with blood. Quickly Max’s skin was almost completely off. His muscular frame now in view as each abs and pectoral muscle was naked. His face was bloodied and melting still as the acid began to dissolve his insides. His muscular limbs began to deteriorate. Max was still screaming. One arm collapsed from the weight of his body and his dismembered hand hanged in the cuff. He waved his free decapitated arm around in agony. The crowd watch in joy as his manhood dripped away. The acid began to cook the inside of his skull. His abdominal muscles dripped away and some guts and organs began to spill. The boy hanged in pain as he was nearing death. His stomach spilled open as his brain started to leak out of his mouth and nose. With a few final twitches the young man died. The acid continued. Eventually his other arm fell as well. His body slumped to the ground filled with melted insides, chunks of muscle and left over seamen. The fluids began to trickle towards the drain not far off from the center of the stage. Slowly Max was being washed away. The remaining hunks of muscle and limbs laid on the stage to continue dissolving. The Host walked back into the light, making sure to avoid the deadly toxin.
“The once stunning and boyishly handsome Max is now reduced to nothing but a dissolving pile of meat. Isn’t it crazy to think this once was a beautiful young man?” Said the host as he pointed to what was left of Max. “Let’s give our star one last round of applause.” The crowd stood up and cheered at the disfigured corpses of Max. “That’s is all for today folks! Join us next time on ‘Watch Them Die!’” The crowed cheered as the cameras panned over the host walking off stage and then back to the mess of a boy that was once Max. The camera’s faded and that concluded the show. Some of the audience members left while another stayed to watch the rest of the poor boy wash away. Recordings of the event were sold and Max’s music topped the charts for the next few weeks. The images of his body before and after spread across the internet like wildfire and he was the buzz of all the new topics for days. Max had achieved his goal and will forever be remembered as the boy pop star who stole our hearts and melted away.
(I wanted to write a series about a game show where people vote to watch famous celebrities get killed on global television. I wrote this with a generic named pop-star but I will be making some about real life stars. If you have celebrity in mind to be on this grande killing stage feel free to ask! )
