Below is an example of erotic Hot Wheels Attack Pack fanfiction (posted on alt.sex.truckfuckers June 6 1996). A truncated version of this story was performed on track 5 of the "dismember the '90s?" album, but since it was interrupted by twenty year old dead sperm stuck to the printout, the full version is provided here for historical interest.
Mary trembled with fear under the white-hot glare of the K.C. lights, clutching her arms around herself as the beast growled. Its jaws were still dripping with the shredded remnants of her boyfriend Steve. The creature's breath, reeking of diesel exhaust and rotted meat, washed over her in a gust of hot air which blew up her skirt around her thighs.
She reached down to cover her modesty, but her hand met a cold, hard piece of steel. Mary looked down to see a tow hook on the end of a chain snaking up her leg. It was connected to the hitch on the backside of the creature, just above the dangling nutsack which first alerted her that this tiger-striped abomination was, quite literally, a monster truck.
"Look, Mary! Truck nuts!" Steve had exclaimed, pointing to a pickup with giant tractor tires as they walked through the parking lot at night. "Make a wish!"
Steve ran laughing to the rear bumper of the vehicle and began tickling the life-like scrotum which hung there like heavy fruit. "Gosh, they're warm!"
And then the truck ate him.
Now, in this deserted parking lot on the outskirts of town, it loomed over the dead man's girlfriend. The row of bright lights above the cab illuminated its garish fluorescent orange and tiger-stripe paint job and the gleaming chrome of the engine, which emerged from a cut-out in the hood. But the one detail that stood out the most for Mary was the enormous, slobbering jaws that opened up beneath the hood, filled with rows of needle-sharp fangs and a slimy pink tongue.
Pinned to the spot by the lights, Mary whimpered in terror as the tow hook caught the hem of her skirt and slowly lifted it up above her waist, exposing her skimpy black panties. She reflexively tried to pull her skirt back down and the beast roared in fury, suddenly pulling the hook up and through her clothes, tearing them off of her instantly in an explosion of torn fabric.
Before she could cover her big, sexy boobs, the prehensile chain-tail wrapped around her arms and yanked her up by the wrists to dangle in the air. The truck inched forward until its front bumper was nearly touching her knees and the engine throbbed as it seemed to sniff her.
"No!" Mary cried as the monster's tongue emerged from the engine compartment and began sliding up her inner thigh. It was rough as sandpaper and dripping with slime. When it reached her panties, it began rhythmically lapping at her crotch as she kicked her legs helplessly. Finally discovering the elastic waistband, the tongue slid Mary's panties off and continued exploring her naked pussy vagina as her cries of protest became moans of pleasure.
Then, from beneath the rear axle of the vehicle, something flopped heavily to the pavement and began to unfurl like a firehose covered in pulsing veins...for this monster truck had a monster dong as well. Mary screamed when she realized the beast's intentions as the enormous phallic tentacle inflated with motor oil and bio-mechanical sperm.
"P-please, don't put that thing in me!" she sputtered, but her pleas for mercy only seemed to inspire greater lust in the murderous rape machine. The tip of of its now fully-engorged member, like the head of some huge, eyeless snake, began to rise up from the ground until it was level with her snatch. She tried in vain to cross her legs, but the big dingus suddenly thrust forward like a striking cobra, pushing between her thighs and into her slit in an instant.
Mary felt like a heavyweight boxer had just punched her right in the pussy and was trying to force his glove into her uterus. She shrieked in pain and fear as foot after foot of anaconda-like dick packed itself down her love tunnel, stretching her out like an old turtleneck in the process.
The beast revved its engine in excitement and rocked back and forth as it violated her body relentlessly. Huge bulges began moving down the length of the monster's shaft as it delivered its payload: a school of stainless steel tadpoles swimming toward Mary's fertile womb to spawn. She wailed and thrashed in agony as they chewed her tender innards with metallic teeth, converting her organ tissue into the component parts of a terrible new life form.
...
Officer Haley swept her patrol car's spotlight across the parking lot, looking for signs of criminal activity. She nearly did a double-take as her light picked out an impossible sight: a naked and heavily pregnant woman lying sprawled on her back in an empty parking space. What was she doing here at two in the morning?
Without even bothering to radio in, Haley jumped from the car and ran toward the woman to render aid, turning on her flashlight as she went. Her ample hooters bounced around beneath the tight blue fabric of her police uniform.
"Ma'am? Are you alright?" she called out. The pregnant woman only moaned in response. Her swollen belly bulged strangely...almost as if something were trying to force its way out through the tightly-stretched skin. Haley stepped closer, noting the large puddle of thick, amber-colored fluid spreading out from beneath the woman. It smelled like burnt motor oil.
"Try to remain calm," Haley blurted out, realizing as she said it how stupid it sounded. Haley reached out to take the woman's hand, when the woman suddenly let out a shriek of agony and doubled forward in pain. Her stomach heaved outward and then popped in a fountain of bloody guts, spraying Officer Haley with gore. She stepped back, spitting and wiping her eyes on the back of her sleeve. When she looked up, she saw the second impossible sight of her shift: what appeared to be a remote control truck, much like the one she bought at Radio Shack for her nephew last Christmas, drove out of the pregnant woman's ruptured abdomen and started doing donuts in her steaming entrails.
"What the fuck?" Haley asked the universe, and the r.c. truck replied by popping a wheelie and roaring like an animal. Before she knew it, the policewoman had pulled and emptied her gun into the vehicular monstrosity before her, blowing it to scrap. She stood there panting with the empty gun smoking in her hand, unable to make sense of what had just happened.
She was startled out of her daze by a hot gust of foul-smelling air blowing on the back of her neck. She turned around to see that somehow, a pickup truck with giant tractor tires had snuck up behind her. Before her mind could process that, the grill of the truck split open in an enormous toothy grin and a slime-dripping tongue stretched toward her.
Haley didn't scream until she saw the creature's dick, and then she screamed and screamed and screamed...
