This is not my usual genre, but I felt the urge to address one of my kinks. There are very few snuff stories that I can stomach. Most are non-consensual and disgustingly violent. I prefer a story where a woman willingly meets her end.
So, as I did when I wrote my first book back in pre-internet days, I decided to write some that I'd like to read myself, and I began by wondering what would drive sane people to want to die, and I created a hellish future of endless peace and prosperity where you could live forever.
They'll be short stories, probably no more than 5,000 words. It's my world, so I can make up the rules as I go along, and I've got at least one really creative way to end a life, but I'll save that for a bit while I establish the theme.
For a more complete description of how this world works see the Exits series home page for details.