{"id":18968,"date":"2026-07-27T08:47:20","date_gmt":"2026-07-27T14:47:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=18968"},"modified":"2026-07-27T08:47:20","modified_gmt":"2026-07-27T14:47:20","slug":"angry-moon-death-wish","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=18968","title":{"rendered":"Angry Moon death wish"},"content":{"rendered":"

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She\u2019d been watching the marina all morning. Then she spied him heading out to a pleasure craft. \u2018Him!\u2019 she decided. She didn\u2019t know why, but he was the one.<\/span><\/p>\n

She followed him to his boat. \u201cExcuse me,\u201d she said as he was boarding.<\/span><\/p>\n

He turned to see who was speaking. Then he frowned. \u201cExcuse me,\u201d she told him. \u201cCould you take me out to sea?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry, ma\u2019am, but I hadn\u2019t planned on taking any guests out with me on a joyride.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThis isn\u2019t a joyride,\u201d she informed him. \u201cIt\u2019s a one-way trip. I was hoping you\u2019d take me out and drown me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He blinked in surprise. \u201cI beg your pardon?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou know about this angry moon business, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes, ma\u2019am; everybody knows.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFine. Then I want you to take me out and drown me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He blinked again. \u201cWhat?\u201d she said indignantly. \u201cYou can\u2019t do it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s not that I can\u2019t do it, ma\u2019am\u2026\u201d he started to say.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFine \u2013 fine,\u201d she told him with a dismissive wave. \u201cJust take me out already.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He started to say something. Then he shook his head before reluctantly motioning for her to come on board.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He kept shaking his head as he motored out. \u201cThis\u2019ll do!\u201d she finally called out to him. Then she came up to him and put a hand on his shoulder as she hollered, \u201cI SAID, THIS WILL DO! RIGHT HERE!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He stopped the boat and let it drift. She motioned at the scuba gear he had in back. \u201cYou can put that on now,\u201d she instructed.<\/span><\/p>\n

He frowned at her demands. Then he decided whatever it took to get her off his boat. So he changed into his wetsuit before slipping into his scuba gear.<\/span><\/p>\n

As he was changing, he watched her slip out of her clothes. His eyes bugged out as she stripped down to her dark blue thong bottoms. She caught him staring and told him, \u201cYou got a problem with this?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo, ma\u2019am,\u201d he replied with a shake of his head. Now he was starting to become aroused.<\/span><\/p>\n

She waited at the back of his boat until he was ready. The regulator was in his mouth when she took it from him, purged it, and then showed him she could breathe from it. Afterwards, she gave it back to him.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMy drowning; my rules.\u201d she declared. \u201cYou got that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFine with me, ma\u2019am,\u201d he replied. By now he was starting to look forward to drowning her.<\/span><\/p>\n

They went over the side together. She came up to the surface and caught her breath. Then she turned and dove down toward the ocean floor.<\/span><\/p>\n

He followed her down, wondering how he\u2019d allowed himself to get involved in all this. But there were suicides occurring all the time these days. He enjoyed being in his scuba gear, so this wasn\u2019t that much of a problem for him.<\/span><\/p>\n

She motioned for his regulator. He took it from his mouth and gave it to her. She purged it before breathing deeply.<\/span><\/p>\n

He drifted in place admiring the view as she breathed without wearing a dive mask. Her breasts were full, her nipples pointed. Her hair swirled around her face.<\/span><\/p>\n

She got one last breath from his regulator. Then she gave it back to him. He put it into his mouth and gulped compressed air.<\/span><\/p>\n

She took his hands and placed them upon her shoulders around her neck. It was time to put up or shut up. And this was how she wanted to go.<\/span><\/p>\n

She\u2019s always envisioned being drowned at sea by a murdering scuba diver. This one did not seem to be the murderous type. But she suspected he was going to enjoy the process nonetheless.<\/span><\/p>\n

Instinctively, she held her breath as she heard him behind her breathing from his scuba tank. It was at that moment she began wondering what it was going to feel like. She would know in another minute or two, depending on how long it took.<\/span><\/p>\n

She struggled a little. Then she felt him increase his grasp upon her neck and shoulders. Good; that\u2019s exactly what she wanted him to do.<\/span><\/p>\n

The strain grew stronger within her chest. Her lungs started to heave. It wouldn\u2019t be much longer now.<\/span><\/p>\n

She motioned at him to keep her submerged. Then her body began to react by wanting to go back to the surface. Would he comply with her demands?<\/span><\/p>\n

Somehow, she knew he would. In fact, she was all but certain he was going to enjoy himself. But still, would she fight him instinctively?<\/span><\/p>\n

She tried not to resist, tried not to put up a struggle. But her body wanted air. Only she\u2019d indicated to him this was it. She was not supposed to get another hit off his regulator.<\/span><\/p>\n

She was incredibly aroused as her chest heaved, her stomach rippling. She tried to remain calm. But now her body really wanted to breathe.<\/span><\/p>\n

Her lungs heaved ominously in her chest. Her hands instinctively shot up, clawing for his regulator between his lips. But it wasn\u2019t there. He\u2019d popped it out of his mouth to hold his breath with her during her final moments.<\/span><\/p>\n

Her lungs heaved again. That\u2019s when she panicked, clawing at his hands holding her down. He just gripped her tighter until her lungs gave out.<\/span><\/p>\n

She spewed her breath away. Then she opened her mouth and inhaled. That\u2019s when she began hitching and gurgling.<\/span><\/p>\n

She gulped water down her throat and into her lungs as her mind screamed at her. Then she felt it swell in her crotch. She bucked and shuddered as she climaxed while coughing up air and water. Gawd; her nipples felt painfully hard upon her chest!<\/span><\/p>\n

She kept inhaling painfully, causing her to shudder again from another orgasm. She stopped struggling against him as her arms relaxed. It hurt like hell, yet she felt pleasure exploding outwardly from her crotch.<\/span><\/p>\n

The pain was unlike anything she had ever endured before. But at least now she wouldn\u2019t be here to see the very end. Then her consciousness ebbed away into nothingness.<\/span><\/p>\n

He continued holding her down as her hair swirled about her. She hitched and trembled as stray muscles fired until he let her go. It surprised him how aroused he\u2019d become at drowning her.<\/span><\/p>\n

Stray bubbles dribbled out past her parted lips. He watched her body slowly descend toward the bottom of the ocean, indicating flooded lungs. Then he corralled his regulator and breathed from his scuba tank.<\/span><\/p>\n

He watched her go until her body reached the ocean floor. An occasional bubble came swirling upward. Then he headed back to his boat, wondering who she had been and what had driven her to take this course of action.<\/span><\/p>\n

9\/26\/25 Inspired by an Alasker AI creation<\/span><\/p>\n

Bonus short story<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

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She tries to free herself from her bonds. But they are too tight. She struggles in growing alarm as a fire burns in her chest.<\/span><\/p>\n

Her stomach ripples as her lungs protest. She\u2019s almost out of breath. But she can\u2019t free herself. And she cannot get up off the bottom of the pool.<\/span><\/p>\n

She tries to hold her breath as bubbles slip out through her clenched lips. Her stomach ripples as her chest heaves. Panic swells within her as her crotch throbs, signaling an approaching orgasm.<\/span><\/p>\n

No \u2013 no \u2013 no \u2013 NO! Then she opens her mouth. That\u2019s when she loses an explosive burst of bubbles as her breath gives out.<\/span><\/p>\n

She inhales reflexively. She immediately begins spasming and convulsing as her flooding lungs cry out in agony. There\u2019s an equally impressive explosion in her crotch as an intense orgasm overwhelms her.<\/span><\/p>\n

She gulps water as she tries to inhale, gulping like a fish on dry land. She hitches painfully as her stomach ripples. Her body flushes with pleasure despite the agony of drowning.<\/span><\/p>\n

She hitches less and less, continuing to inhale as her lungs finish flooding. Her mouth gapes open as she stares in lifeless shock. There\u2019s one last gulp before she settles back against the pool wall behind her.<\/span><\/p>\n

She tries to move, but her muscles will not function. She tries to breathe, but her lungs are fully flooded. Then the life winks out of her eyes as she sits there and stares with a vacant expression.<\/span><\/p>\n

9\/26\/25 Inspired by the photo I found on the Internet.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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