A Descent into Madness "NO! STOP! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! THIS IS CRAZY!" Amanda wailed as she struggled in the electric chair. "Even if you did know anything it doesnt really matter at this point. We already have the information we needed, it turns out it was your sister Lacy who we needed this entire time!" Doll exclaimed as she tightened Amanda's arm restraints. Amanda was confused and in a quiet voice she asked "then why are you putting me in this chair?" Doll stopped to look at the Amanda. She was a normal 18 yearold girl from the suburbs. Well tanned and in perfect shape. She had light green eyes and brown hair that Doll had fixed into long pigtails and threw them over Amanda's shoulders. It was Amanda's 34dd's that astounded Doll, since Doll was barely a 32a herself, and Amanda was only 18. All Doll could think about was how sensitive Amanda's tits must be in her early growing stages, and how much fun it was going to be to ruin Amanda's perfect breasts. The amount of joy Doll seemed to get out of toturing these girls was beyond Amanda's comprehension. She just couldnt understand how such a little, blonde, normal looking girl could be so cruel and evil. It wasnt even like Doll was a sociopath, or schizophrenic. She was just evil. She could live a normal life if she wanted, but a normal life was boring, she would much rather cause others pain. And she most of all loved expressing her want to hurt on girls who had bigger breasts than her. It was a sick fetish, but Doll's only one true passion none the less. The destruction of mammary tissue, by whatever means. "I'm doing this because I dont like you... Your a whiney cunt. …and then things took a turn
