/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>Be Altare
>You are busy with an upcoming off-collab with the boys
>You got everything set-up, from the equipment to drinks to the sofas
>But you felt something is missing
>It was then you hear a knock on the door
>It is Ame
"Heeyyyy! It's Watson! I uhhh, I got your call and came over as fast as I could. What's the problem?"
>Now you remember, dinner
>You invite Amelia inside, under the pretense you needed tech-support
>She turned her back against you before you went in and cover her face with a chloroform handkerchief
>You drag Ame's unconscious body down to your basement and drop her on the table
>You grab your apron and gloves
>Time to go to work
>You removed Ame's clothing and tie her down by the ankles and wrists
>You grab a bucket of cold sanitizer mix and dumped it all over her
>Ame slowly wakes up and is greeted with the sight of you
>Realizing her restraints, Ame starts screaming at you to let her go
>This femoid dares to challenge you in your own home
>You grab the meat tenderizer and hit Ame straight in the face
>Ame starts crying in pain, confusion and fear in her eyes
>You pick up your chef's knife and heats it under a torch
>Ame's pupils widen and she start screaming for help
>How cute
>You grab her right breast by the teat and slowly penetrate the blade in
>Ame screams louder from the excruciating pain
>Her bladder empties as she shrieks
>With a steady pace, you drag the hot knife across her breast
>You remove the breast and place it inside an ice box, ensuring its freshness
>Ame's crying and weeping, followed by dripping vomit from her mouth from pain
>You heat up the knife and goes on to do the same with her other breast
>You grab the sashimi knife and starts taking slices off Ame's right arm
>Ame could only cry weakly as she feels her body getting cold
>Slowly but surely you chip away at her limb, soft pieces of her bloody meat filling up your plate, forming a puddle of blood inside
>You kept going and going in a single spot until you reach her bone
>You awe at the sight of it, the muscles, the heme, the blood vessels
>But you got dinner to do and moved on
>Now it's time for the final ingredient for today's collab
>You take the pear of anguish from your rack and screws it in place
>Ame realizes what it's for and screams louder
>You ignore her pleas
>Gently you spread her pussy and slides the pear in
>Deeper and deeper it goes, and it breaks through the cervix
>Ame is now struggling to escape, her skin bleeds from friction with the restraints
>The pear reached the end of her womb
>With a click, the pear unlocks and breaks inside of her womb
>With a single trust, you pulled the pear out without any resistance
>Tearing Ame's womb out with it
>Ame has stopped screaming, she's now broken beyond repair
>Several hours passed and the rest of Tempus arrived
>Magni asks what's that delicious smell
>You offered him a plate of fried finger foods
>Magni did not know that he was eating Ame's ovary

>>10518113
https://youtu.be/oNABZg2pOcQ?t=7433
"For this coming week, there probably won't be a schedule, but I will tell you there is a collab or two planned"

>posts obnoxiously low-effort schedule
>there are zero (0) planned collabs

I am beginning to understand why men beat their wives