Red opened the door of the cubicle to peer carefully around at smooth walls.

She was a dimension-hopper who hunted for sport. This time, it seemed like she found a school. The pink walls of the toilet betrayed its feminine nature, which Red could already tell with her extra-sensitive sense of smell. There was somebody in the cubicle next to hers, and one more person at the sink, from the sound of it.

Red carefully stepped out, making sure to walk very quietly. The woman at the sink was washing her face, but the mirror in front meant that she would see Red immediately if she looked up. A loose bun hung off the back of her head.

It's now or never, Red thought. Her heart skipped a beat as she quickly stepped forward and drew a dagger. Grabbing the woman's bun, she pulled her head back to expose a cute asian face with full features, brown eyes wide with surprise. Red only then saw that the woman was heavily pregnant, wearing a light grey dress under a dark cardigan. Before the girlish mother-to-be could make a sound, Red's dagger was thrust under her left armpit. The woman let loose a pained, quiet gasp, and a brief expression of sadness crossed her face before she relaxed and fell limp backwards into Red's embrace, eyes wide and staring.

Red caught the woman by her breast and lowered her halfway to the floor, then dragged her covertly to her original cubicle. Leaning the woman's back against the wall, Red felt a tinge of guilt for depriving her of her child. Red snuck a hand under her dress to caress her belly, and drew her face in for a kiss. The mother's lips were warm and tasted of honey, while her belly was soft and plump to feel. All this while, the woman's empty eyes stared dreamily into Red's own. When Red finally withdrew her dagger from the woman's body, it shuddered slightly.

Hearing a flushing sound come from the next cubicle, Red let the mother's corpse be. She half-shut the cubicle door, waiting to ambush the unsuspecting girl.

"Miss? Are you there?" A cute voice called out. The cubicle door unlocked and a short girl stepped out. Red savoured the view from the back. Dressed in a blue pinafore over a white shirt, the girl's long ponytail bobbed from side to side.

This must be a student, Red thought. She was clearly unaware that her pregnant teacher was now dead on the floor behind her. Red called out, "I'm here."

The girl turned around.

Red left her no time to react. She thrust the dagger - still coated in blood already - up under the girl's chin. There was a dull snick as the blade pierced through the girl's skull and entered her brain. Her eyes widened, and her hands went up to her head - only to then fall limp by her sides. A slight frown creased the girl's forehead before her face softened.

Blood spurted over the girl's flat breasts as Red pulled her head off the dagger by her ponytail. Sheathing the blade, Red picked the girl up and arranged her over the woman so that their hands clasped and her head rested over the woman's big belly. Satisfied, Red patted the girl on the head. She noticed that the girl's hairband was a cute pink to match the toilet floor, and, hesitating for a moment, decided that the girl wouldn't mind if it was gone.

As she pulled the hairband up and out, the girl's long hair fell over her face and back. Red buried her nose in it, taking in the fragrance of still youth, then stood up and brushed her own hair back, securing it with her newly acquired souvenir.

"It's time to go find your friends, so take care of your Miss, dear," she whispered. Pulling her hood up, Red exited the school toilet.

The first thing I need to do is find a change of clothes, she thought. The woman's would have looked outlandish, since it was clearly tailored for a pregnant belly, but in a school, other candidates were sure to be around. And the school was large indeed.

Fastforward an hour or so later, and Red found herself walking in the middle of a crowd of students in matching uniform, her earlier outfit and daggers tucked snugly into a pretty dark sling. Lessons for the girls' school had just ended for the day in the late afternoon, but Red had earlier been able to find a similarly sized beauty pleasuring herself in one of the school's many corners. Waiting until the girl, eyes closed, finally orgasmed, Red had driven her hairpin into the base of her skull, heightening the girl's convulsions. The bag and clothes Red now had were the girl's, complete with cum-soaked white panties. The naked body now lay hidden in an otherwise empty locker somewhere else in school.

She could now blend in perfectly - well, almost perfectly. She caught the girls around her frequently stealing glances at her legs and boobs. Those who were brave enough to look at her face found startling emerald eyes looking right back at them. Red amused herself by twirling a loose strand of her hair and giving them suggestive smiles, to which they would blush and look away quickly.

The latest of those girls was a shy thing with shoulder-length brown hair who kept apart from the rest of the crowd. Red was drawn to her by her clear introversion. She decided to make this her prize kill for the trip.

Following the girl some distance to a secluded table, Red observed her as she took studiously arranged her work.

"Hi, can I join you?" Red walked up. The girl started.

"He-hello, I di-didn't see you," she stammered. Red sat down on the right beside the girl so that their shoulders touched. When the girl drew away, she circled her with an arm and pulled her back. The girl nervously bit her lip and tugged at the edge of her pinafore. Red's hand slowly inched it's way down the girl's side.

"What's your name?"
"I-I'm Beverly."
"Beverly, I think you're pretty cute." Her hand slips gently under Beverly, who almost yelps.

"Stop, this isn't right," Beverly's hands struggled against Red's embrace. But she couldn't do anything. Red used her right hand to draw her chin up. Scared brown eyes, like a puppy's, helplessly met Red's. As Red's hand entered Beverly's panties and rimmed her anus, they kissed.

The girl tasted of lavender. Breathing heavily, Beverly gave in. Her arms hugged Red tight as her body convulsed to the motion of Red's fingers circling her sensitive womanhood.

Slowly, Red began to enter Beverly with one finger, only slightly at first, but ever deeper with each thrust. Beverly clasped one hand over her own mouth while her other fondled Red's breast, completely unaware that the beautiful redhead fucking her had just murdered her classmate and pregnant teacher earlier.

Soon, Beverly was moaning out loud with every squelch of Red's fingers into her wet lips. Red had begun to finger herself as well, her right hand inside the stolen, now dried panties that she wore. As she warmed up, Red's super sharp senses took note of a much younger girl, no older than twelve, watching them surreptitiously from the side and pleasuring herself as well. She smiled inwardly at how the girl would not survive the experience.

Beverly was now almost at a climax. Her brown eyes were wide and wild with pleasure, begging Red for more. As each thrust became harder and harder, Red fancied that she could almost brush the entrance to the girl's womb. A womb that would never produce children.

In the instant before Beverly came, just as she opened her mouth wide to announce her climax, the needle penetrated her temple and exited her brown hair from the back of her head. Beverly's expression froze, but her body continued to tremble on Red's fingers, until with a final push, Red penetrated her to the cervix as Beverly's vagina squeezed tighter than Red thought possible. Beverly's entire body shook twice. For an instant, Red saw pleasure cross the girl's face and disappear. A soft moan escaped the girl's lips as her final breath left her lungs, and Beverly gave out limply. Red tweaked the needle for good measure, eliciting a few more convulsions and squeezes from the body's vagina. Beverly's mouth hung open with her tongue out, and a drop of saliva fell out. Red took the opportunity to take her tongue in one final kiss.

As Red withdrew, a stream of piss escaped from Beverly's still pussy. Red absentmindedly fingered the dead girl's anus while she contemplated what to do with the observer. Her anal ring was completely relaxed, and did not resist when Red slipped her finger in and out. Although Beverly had gone out in pleasure, Red herself had not had release yet. Finally, Red pulled the needle out of Beverly's head, prompting her asshole to clinch.

"Goodbye, Beverly, and thanks for everything," she smiled sweetly into the brown-haired student's unregistering eyes. Lowering Beverly's head to the table silently, Red noted that her unannounced observer was gone. Masturbating behind the wall, she mused.

The adolescent child never even heard her over her own cries of pleasure. Red examined the child as she stroked the needle which would end her. The blonde's undeveloped body was pristine, and her features were just beginning to bloom into teenaged beauty. Her eyes were shut tight. Long hair was braided into a beautiful golden tail down the middle of her back. She lay facing the right, on her front with her knees under her, right hand outstretched between her legs, and left hand groping her flat breasts. Her squeals of joy were higher pitched than the voices of any of the girls Red had killed so far. Her panties were pulled down to her knees, offering Red a full, prime view of the girl's inviting anus and pussy.

Red fingered herself as the girl's cries began to build up. Unable to resist the pressure any longer, Red bent down and drove the needle into the girl's braid, cutting off her pleasure abruptly. The girl's eyes shot open, but her cries were instantly reduced to a subdued moan as her adolescent body became paralysed. Red had pierced her spinal cord, at her neck, isolating her head from the rest of her body.

Red knelt down in front of the adolescent's face and stared intently as the pain in her expression steadily built up. Completely paralysed, the girl would soon suffocate as her lungs stopped responding. Her terrified eyes, darting around, settled on Red's.

"You must be scared," Red coaxed, as she fingered herself harder and harder. The sight of the adolescent girl helpless to save herself was indescribably sexy. The girl was completely innocent, and Red was murdering her in cold blood.

The girl's face began to blue, starting with her lips. Her mouth struggled, but she could not make a sound. Red watched as the girl's brain used up the last of it's oxygen. The girl's body still spasmed randomly from the pleasure that had built up, and Red decided to enter her to complete the job. As her fingers spread and entered the wetness still containing the girl's own limp hand, the body convulsed erratically. The girl gradually expired. Her face, now quite a shade of blue, relaxed, and her eyes turned dark.

Her adolescent body, however, was still very much alive. As Red's fingers pumped the young pussy, a stream of clear liquid squirted out as the whole body convulsed, the vagina squeezing tight for a few moments. Only then did the girl entirely expire.

Red had not yet had enough. She lifted the girl's body by her braid and laid her back against a wall. Red took off her panties and put her pussy to the girl's cold, blue lips.

"Oh yes! Oh yes!" Red cried out as she fucked the girl's dead face, one hand digging into the girl's braid. Finally, she squirted all over the the corpse - into her mouth, nose, eyes and hair. The girl was impassive.

Red finally withdrew the needle from the girl's hair. Red was completely satisfied with her work. In total, she had hunted down three girls and one pregnant woman, an impressive count by any standard. She decided to leave the blonde and Beverly untouched for the other people of their world to find. Her appetite sated, she retrieved her bag and pressed a few buttons on an invisible screen. Only the still bodies of the unprotected girls remained in the gentle afternoon breeze.