Dreams can’t come true

He had done the legwork, and now he was reaping the reward – unloading every bit of white gunk he had all over her face as she rubbed her oily boobs and pushed them together invitingly, looking up at him and winking. Suddenly he awoke, shivering and drawing his emaciated body inwards to salvage any  warmth as the wan sunlight in the sky above slowly faded for the final time.

Unburdened by choice

The terrible impact of the rock cracking unevenly into the side of his head made a sickening sound, but that was nothing compared to the moment of horror as he realised that his central nervous system was irreparably damaged and that all he could do now was collapse to the floor, release his rectal grip and let his last log emerge and make its case to the world as he departed the mortal coil.