Aaah. The production of filthy shit, brewing and churning inside my colon. I yearn for your stinking exit and to see in what shape my sphincter fashions

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Aaah. The production of filthy s***, brewing and churning inside my colon. I yearn for your stinking exit and to see in what shape my sphincter fashions you.

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SCP #4
Pumpkill King of the pumpkins.
This is not a Halloween Jacko lantern, instead something straight from a nightmare in the deepest pits of hell. It feeds on souls of humans that carve pumpkins, and chews on entire families like candy.
It is said that every time it eats another soul, another pumpkin seed is planted, if Pumpkil is crushed it’s mind is moved over to the next pumpkin making it unkillable.
Pumpkil is powered by dark magic, and a black flame inside of its core burning since the night it was lit in the early 1200s.

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