Becki Tied Naked in Public", aka Most Embarrassing Situation Introduction * I'm not THE original, original author, but I do feel proud that my post "Tied Naked in Public", aka Most Embarrassing Situation, aka Becki's or Kim's Longest Day or Dilema lasted so long as to set a new world's record with the fewest crossposts. I say, why do you people care so much about one little story? How I do wish you bloody people would leave me alone and go mind your own business! Some are quite amused by the story - really! * This introduction I wrote is what we "Yanks" refer to as a 'red herring', meant to throw off you bloodhounds and sleuths from the nature of my true identity. Heeeee Haaaw! Long live Elvis! For those who are 'disturbed' or 'disgusted' by this story, I'll make a deal with you. First of all, there is no way your gonna stop me from posting this story (I got tons of connections and accounts (i.e., like this one). I saw that some of the people who hated this story were from our friends in the U.K. If you have connections to the media industry, could you see to it that little-known U.K. actress Tina Shaw (she usually plays nude scenes) plays in more movies (preferably soft porn movies with long exposure time)? - she is an actress after all, and I'm sure she'd appreciate more business. (Don't care how you manage to do it, just do it). If so, I'll stop posting (and even delete it from my hard drive forever). I PROMISE! If not, we could hypothetically see sales of red wagons rise and have a wave of 'rapenapping' incidents in the future. I would have also asked to see Gigi, but I don't know her full name, or whether she acts anymore (also, the video I saw her in was old), so I'll just ask for Tina Shaw. @@@ Becki says: "Oh, pleeze. You concerned citizens in these newsgroups * * Save me. Don't let this talk amongst yourselves. This is my LAST POST |O happen in your OF THIS STORY FOR NOW (but I'll be BACK???). neighborhood - fulfill I'd say the ratio is 50:50 (Love/Hate) his request!". this story anyhow. *Warning* - ANY attempt to stop/annoy me in ANY way (that 'Any' means 'Any') will be interpreted as an act of war! * I am not insensitive, and I do have a conscience. This story was intended as entertainment for mature adults only! I would never do this to anyone, nor would I wish it upon anyone. But the sad fact of the matter is that this really did happen to some kid somewhere (and it was the girls that acted like savages!). Wake up. Cold world we live in, eh? To tell you the truth, it has been kind of bugging me since I got the idea that I might be inspiring others to do it. But then I came up with another brilliant idea. Something mutually beneficial. I want something, and you (1. sincerely-disturbed? and/or 2. following-the-flame-crowd?) people fulfill it, then I'll stop posting. OK? If not, I guess I'll have to return later (only because I want something fulfilled now). Surely there must be *someone* among all of you who have had the opportunity to read this story with connections to the media biz! I am torn. I don't want to have to post this again, but if I don't, I'll think you didn't try hard enough. So, for the sake of one potential incident victim, just do it! * I have the distinct feeling that this thread (or at least parts of it above) will set a new record with the most replies, so that everyone who has read this 'disturbing' story will have a chance to read about my request and fulfill it. ============================================================================ @@@ "WHEREFORE ART THOU, O'MIGHTY THIGHMASTER" @@@ Springfield was a quiet, little suburb with winding streets, small shops, and friendly townsfolk who knew each other. In this serene community lived a 17 yr. old adolescent named Becki Welles. She was well-endowed and was the envy of all the girls (and women; she had been nicknamed "Chesty" since she was 11). As a blue-eyed, long-haired dark brunette (her face looked like little-known U.K. actress Tina Shaw (Secrets of Love - 3 Rakish Tales, Split Second, Softly from Paris - The Spanking), and her body looked like Tina Small's, but a bit smaller. Her body kinda looked like dark, exotic, long- haired Gigi (a thin-legged woman with Huge natural hooters and aureolas (stretch marks and all) in a short clip in older porno "French Throat"), she was very popular and she worked as a karate instructor's assistant teaching women on how to avoid rape using self-defense techniques. This 5'5, 129 lb. "sex-object" was tired of being gawked at and often wore baggy clothes to conceal her top-heavy figure. Women hated her "on sight", assumed she had implants, and always accused ___________ her of trying to steal their boyfriends. She was sick /__\ | of the everyday nuisances of having big breasts, such __ __ | as having to deal with "fake" people who wanted to be / \/ \ * her friend; looking fat because she wore baggy clothes; | O | O | not being able to wear a tank top; not being able to \__/\__/ jog, play basketball, tennis, etc. like everybody else; < persistent lower back pains; having to have her bras custom-made; seeing the huge stretch marks on her WISEY, THE OWL, SAYS, breasts; etc. She had even considered surgically "THE LAWS OF PHYSICS ARE reducing the size of her FF breasts. Diets failed IRRELEVANT".."GIVE because all the calories she consumed went straight A HOOT, AND FULFILL to her chest and deposited itself like a sponge in HIS REQUEST". her fat tissues. On more than one occasion, she was physically assaulted (someone grabbed her breasts) by a few guys during her life. As such, she was cold, disobedient, impatient, and rude (and popular). She had fits of rage and temper tantrums. She learned that her breasts had a magical influence over males and she was used to getting what she wanted. Because of her hard (at least she thought it was tough) childhood, and cause she always got what she wanted, she bullied the kids in her neighborhood, but really thought nothing of it. She was preparing for her senior year at high school and was looking forward to her Prom. Sean, a 16 yr. old nerd was always rejected and cruelly laughed at when he tried to pick her up because she knew he only loved her for her boobs. :( One day, an 11 yr. old girl named Carrie Baker arrived in town. She was a hyperactive, 5th grade, army-brat who annoyed Becki. Her father was in the army and she moved around a lot. Becki often picked on Carrie's flat chest by cupping her buxom cleavage and squeezing them. Carrie had not even gone through puberty yet and she was hurt and jealous. Becki wasn't really concerned with Carrie as a person and was only interested in "Making A Name" for herself by leaving this "Small-Corner-Of-The-World". But kids can be so cruel and offended by the smallest things. OH, YOU WISH BAKER! YOU'VE GOT PEANUTS AND YOU WILL ALWAYS STAY THAT WAY - AS FLAT AS A BOARD! WAHH! One day at a Dairy Queen, Carrie and 3rd grade friend Vicki were quietly sitting and enjoying some ice cream until Becki came in and picked on them. She took Carrie's ice cream cone and licked, sucked and ate it right in front of her. She then commanded Vicki (who started to cry as she knew what was in store) to turn around, as Becki grabbed her by her panties, picking her up off the ground, and give her a massive wedgie - as was usual. Vicki ran off home, covering her crotch and with her head held high crying all the way to her momma's embracing arms. Carrie was leaving again in a few days and decided it was time for them to settle their accounts, mano y mano. As Becki smirked and turned to leave, Carrie sized her down. HEY! ICE CREAM! FOR ME? GEE! WHAT A SURPRISE! MMM! YUMMY! THANKS BAKER!....WELL, WELL..IF IT AIN'T VICKI! TIME FOR YOUR USUAL! IS LIL' VICKI GONNA CRY? WHEN I TELL YOU TO STAND UP, YOU SAY "HOW FAST, SIR?" YOU HEAR ME! NOW DROP DOWN AND GIVE ME 5 PUSH UPS! N-O-W!!...I SAID! DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF! \ One hot summer morning, Carrie went into her garage and \ pulled out her old dependable red Radio Flyer wagon that her \]====[ daddy had bought her for her birthday. She was a little rusty O O and squeeky, but she was light, sturdy and capable of pulling a haul. She attached the wagon to her bike and dragged it over to Becki's mother's house. \ / ||=| \ / >< /==/================\=| {{{}}} - - - O - - - >< /__/__________________\| {(((}))) / \ >< | |_ _|_ _|_ _|| ((())) / \ / | | | | || ___ || / | | |==|==| |==| || |___| oo|| U U <"">/ | |_ | | | | .| _|| | || U UU U ||||| _ _ _ _o====o _ _ _ _| _|_ |_ |_ |_ _|_ | _||_ _|_ _ _|||||||||||||||| When she arrived, she hid behind a tree. In the distance, Becki was just getting ready to mow the lawn. With a big stick Carrie had found in the woods, she quietly and quickly snuk up behind Becki as she made a turn with the lawn mower. As Carrie closed in on her, Carrie could see the sides of her breasts jutting out, even from behind. Becki, who was twice as heavy and tall as she was, didn't even turn around with the lawn mower running loudly. As she hoisted the log over her head, she knew the blow would hit the back center of Becki's head - the perfect place! With all her might, Carrie struck her as her head jolted forward knocking off Becki's glasses, and unraveling her long dark hair. She was sleeping *tight* for a good 30 minutes as her un-conscious, limp body fell to the ground like a sack of wet noodles. Carrie actually worried whether she had killed her (she wanted Becki to live). "THUD!" Zzzzzzzz + + YOU NEED AN ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT, YOUR HIGHNESS! NO ONE CAN HELP YOU NOW, IT'S JUST YOU AND ME, PRINCESS! ......When Becki awoke, she was already halfway down her street. She had a big bump on her noggin which she could feel, and a pounding headache (which really didn't bother her). Her vision was blurry, and she was dazed (only for a few seconds). However, she noticed that she was lying prone in a fetal position (just like when you're trying to do a situp) on a little, red wagon being pulled by a girl on her bike. WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD! GOOD MORNING! WHY BECKI, WHAT BIG EYES YOU HAVE!..TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!...A DAY THAT WILL LIVE IN IMFAMY!!!!! The only problem was that her wrists and ankles were tied; her wrists were tied together, arms over and around her head (supporting her head) behind her neck, with the rope going underneath the wagon. Her ankles were tied to the short handle of the wagon (thus her knees were bent and crossed in a scissor shape). "O-MY-GOD!!!", , "O-MY-GOD!!!", "WHAT ARE YOU DOING BAKER?!", "YOU LITTLE BITCH!", , "O-MY-GOD!!!" she squirmed violently and shrieked in a high-pitched voice. There was only one other minor problem... \ / >< @@@ \ / >< _@@@_ - - - O - - - >< / @@ \ / \ / \ @ / \ / \ Her tits from behind ==> /.( \|/ ).\ Becki, back view. /-"-\ *When* she was mowing ( _|_ ) the lawn. | /^\ | | | | | |-| |-| ( ) ( ) /////////// \| |/ /////////////////||/||/////////////// ...she was completely BUTT-NAKED! ^^^^^^^^^^ WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES?! MY CLOTHES?! OH-MY-GOD! I'M NAKED!! THOSE ARE MINE..MY CLOTHES! GG..GIVE THEM BACK! PPP..PLEASE! YOU *#@&*%!! OHH-GOD! NO! PLEASE! WHAT ARE YOU DD..DOING?! MY TITS! WHAT'S HAPPENING???! WHERE ARE MY PANTS?! I'M NAKED!!..LET ME GO! LET ME GO! O-GOD! PLEASE! HELP! Becki's knees were bent and crossed, and thus tied at such an angle that her long legs spread apart. With some effort, she was almost able to close them, but needless to say, after an hour, lactic acid buildup in her muscles and gravity made her sprawled out like frog legs "Let them eat cake!" and exposed like a butterfly exhibit. She was ||||||||| doing the splitz she had learned in karate class. |~~~~~~~~~| How she wished she had used the ThighMaster her |~~~~~~~~~| mother had bought her on her birthday now that ~~~~~~~~~~~ she was dressed in her birthday suit. PLEEEASE! YOU CAN HAVE YOUR HELP MeEeaEaee! LET ME GO!! OHH-P-O-LEEZE BAKER, CAKE AND EAT IT TOO! I S..SAID I WAS SORRY!! NoooO! NOOO! AHHA! EEE! "MAKE A WISH" Her chin rested on her chest, so she could still see (and could not help but see) her dark muff (it was verified that she was a natural brunette) and her huge tits (her hands were behind her neck so her sensitive ribcage was pryed open). I'LL KK..KILL YOU! HELP! AHH! WHEN I GET LOOSE I'LL..OH-MY-GOD! YOU HAVE NO RRR..RIGHT TO DO THIS TO ME! PLEASE! STOP! PLEASE! I'M SORRY!!! GIVE ME BACK MY PANTS! JUST MY PANTS! PLEASE! OH-MY-GOD!!OH-MY-GOD!! ________ I'M GONNA GIT YOU FOR THIS IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO! | | ||\ /|| YOU'LL BE SORRY!! AHHA! WAAH! |________| \ \||@@@||/ / EEE! EEE! EEE! EEE! EEE! EEE! WE DELIVER || \ \|* *|/==/ FOR YOU.. || Becki,-> \ \ O / / Becki, front view. (Hey, if THROUGH ||Actual height \__(|)__/ <--- you can draw one better, I'd RAIN, SNOW, || compared to ]_____[ like ta see it). SLEET... || mailbox. / \ |||||||||||\||/||||||||| []===[] ..Becki's creamy legs, thighs, buttocks and tits squirmed like jello over the uneven sidewalk pavement. The only other article of clothing she had on besides two pieces of rope was a little red ribbon around her left leg - as a gift for men. YOU'RE A VERY BAD GIRL! BAD! DON'T YOU DARE!...FOR SHAME!....SHAME ON YOU CAROLINE BAKER! I'M TELLING YOUR MOTHER ON YOU!!!... YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF! HOW COULD YOU! WHAT KIND OF PERSON ARE YOU?! WHAT KIND OF PERSON DOES THIS?! YOU MONSTER! I'M TELLING! FOR SHAME! Carrie had her clothes - socks, shoes, glasses, lipstick, pants, silk panties, custom-made bra, and blouse in a little basket in front. As Pam rode on with her back to Becki pretending she did not exist, Becki knew her pleas for mercy were falling on deaf ears. She tried to negotiate a peace settlement A.S.A.P. because no one had seen her yet. Nevertheless, she knew she was in trouble. NAUGHTY!...YOU ARE A VV..VERY NAUGHTY LITTLE GG...GIRL! YOU WICKED SCOUNDREL! NAUGHTY!..I'LL S..SUE YOU!..OH..PP..PLEEEEZE..I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! ANYTHING BUT THIS! JUST NAME IT! I'LL BUY YOU 100 ICE CREAMS! PLEASE! ANYTHING! SCOUNDREL! YOU WICKED SCOUNDREL! WHAT IS THIS?! As Carrie approached three teens playing basketball, Becki became SOooooO embarrassed as they gazed upon her naked body and focused directly at her soft moist pussy (she was really a sweet person on the inside - literally). Her legs were saying "Hello boys, nice to meet you. Help yourselves. Please.. fondle me, eat me, suck me" - which they obliged. One guy thought he was seeing things. ...WHAT THE FUCK?! SHE'S NAKED! HELLO! - NICE TO MEET YOU! MY NAME IS TT..TODD... HI! - HI! - HI! ....... As the first brave guy fingered her, she gasped while her butt suspended up a foot into the air - as if she was really going to avoid his finger - NOT! She tried to close her legs and protect her ribs instinctively, but he forced her legs open easily, and, as for her boobs, they were lying "out there" just asking to be ogled. DD...DON'T LOOK AT ME! DD...DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME! I'M TELLING YOUR MOTHERS! I KNOW WHO YOU ARE! As the second teen lowered his head between her legs, a silent fart was heard (they all laughed) as Becki subconsciously tried to fend him off - NOT! He continued his descent and violated the sanctity of her womanhood in what was going to be a routine ceremony all day, while she finally and completely lost her composure. The guys slowly gathered around her forming a circle (each vulture taking his scrap of meat), as Becki screamed bloody murder, squeeling like a pig going into the oven. EeEEeEeeAaEeeE.... Carrie took a step back and looked upon Becki's _@ _@ anguish and reflected, "Funny...she once stole my (__) (__) ice cream cone, and now here she is getting her ice (____) (____) cream cones licked and sucked". Her erect nipples (______) (______) were weaning two guys simultaneously, yet she was \/\/\/ \/\/\/ the one bawling like a baby in search of her mother's \/\/ \/\/ breasts. But the day was still young and Carrie wanted \/ \/ to move on to greener pastures. EeeEeEeeeYaeEYaee..!!AHaaAaaaEEeEeeeYeaeEe!! As Carrie approached the high school, she could hear the band practicing. She pulled up to a group of students who were outside. One guy was smoking a cigarette and it fell out. They knew what to do when you see a naked woman tied up instinctively. Carrie shook the wagon, making Becki's body flop around in order to entice them. Only one guy watched and protested, but was overuled unanimously. They dragged her behind some bushes and... There were 6 guys and Carrie had to gag her mouth with one of @@@ those S&M things to create 3 holes for faster service (and free * * delivery!), as she gagged reflexively when she yelled and had to [O] swallow. However, only 5 guys participated, but that was OK (2 could suck her tits, while the 3 others could take the 3 holes, then rotate). Thus, she could hardly yell anymore. They tried to get her to cum, but Becki just would not do it. ___________ Becki had to prepare her mind beforehand for the worst |__|__o__|__| mentally every time she saw someone pull his pants down. / / _ \ \ Also, she was in intense pain and almost fainted from / / |#| \ \ her asshole (which was bleeding) being used so often. | |#| | One guy had a 10 inch penis and Becki could feel his |_| |#| | cock almost reaching her stomach. A titman was also | @ | present (like in every crowd), and he wanted to tittie- | / \ | fuck her. Afterwards, he came in her face and later peed |____/ \____| on her. At this point is where that one consciencious |_____| |_____| guy protested vehementely. But eventually, even he dryed her off and then buffed and oiled her (with EXCUSE ME, ARE THOSE BUGLE BOY the best of intentions) because she was JEANS YOU'RE WEARING?..NO MISS, peeling. After that, one needed shades to I'M TAKING THEM OFF. gaze upon her shiny body. :) One teen had his erect penis in her and paused for a second, as Becki and him made eye contact as if there was a "meeting of the minds", if even for the briefest of moments. Becki's face was saying, "Mister! Why in the hell is your foreign object in me penetrating my most holiest sanctuary?". In response, the teen's face was saying, "What in God's green earth are you doing there just lying naked with your legs wide open, lady?". Afterwards, he became limp for a second and looked away with a twinge of guilt, but he had to continue thinking of her as something less than a person. As Carrie rode on, the wagon was tied to the bike, and as Carrie sped up, Becki's tits jiggled forward. When she slowed down, her tits swayed like a wave back and forth. The rope was constantly relaxing and tightening, and it had a caterpillar effect on her tits. When she stopped at a corner, the wagon crashed into the bike, and when she made sharp turns, the wagon (and Becki) tipped over (Becki had some minor cuts and bruises). H-E-L-P M-E!!!!! Becki was quietly sobbing constantly, but also screaming and squirming in explosive bursts (especially during the first 2 hours) throughout the whole day. Sometimes she relaxed, hoping to ease her way lose. Sometimes she tugged, but it only made the ropes tighten. Sometimes she became quiet in submission and hopelessness. Sometimes she burst out in disbelief and hopelessness. After the first 2 hours, she settled down, collected her thoughts, and tried to figure out a way to get loose rationally. After 30 seconds, she screamed and squirmed again as she came to the conclusion that it was hopeless. As Carrie approached the next stop (the tree behind the parking lot of the public swimming pool), no one was there because telephones were still ringing off the hook, and guys were just beginning to go outside on their bikes looking for the notorious wagon. However, Becki's screaming attracted some kids. Soon, boys and girls of all ages gathered around. For the first time in her life, Becki's face really blushed, and her rosy cheeks became exceedingly beet red - more from humiliation than the sun. ? ? \\\// ~~~ @@@ ||||| \\/// O O "" O O ```` O O \\ O O O O O OO - OO O OO O o Their jaws dropped when they saw Becki. The girls just watched in shock (and to check out whether her nickname 'Chesty' fit reality). The guys were a different story. Carrie just had to cart her and watch them take turns from the side. Even the junior male classmates she knew in high school (and had known all her life) gazed upon her and abused her (as did the seniors, sophomores, freshmen, middle school and even elementary kids, and a few college-age males. They were all wondering how a 5th grader managed to strip, hog-tie, and drag a high school junior. Carrie told them that Becki enjoyed it at first (which only added to her bad reputation)....Becki just cried. Someone used a popsicle and got her nipples erect (some guys thought she was enjoying herself!). Even some of Becki's friends just watched in shock and upbraided her. One female classmate rebuked her saying, "Didn't your mother ever teach you proper etiquette? Decent ladies should always close their legs Becki Welles!". She was ashamed for all women in general and snubbed her nose at Becki. They couldn't understand why she did not close her legs. They did not know that her legs were tied awkwardly or that her legs and arms (which were above her heart) were asleep. After that, some ran back to their homes. Becki screamed OUT-OF-CONTROL! when she saw that they had cameras ~~~~ \\\// in hand. She screamed even louder, @@@ \\/// @-[o] |||| -[o] and a sour look formed on her face [o]= [o]- (=) [o]= |=| when they pointed their cameras at |=| \-/ ' (-) ^ her and took snapshots at will. She ^ ^ \\ began to sob and whimper when they OO came towards her and took close-ups. One kid turned Becki towards the sun and lifted up the handle as far as it could go. This caused Becki's scissor- crossed legs to spread out even further. He took his two fingers (index and middle) and pryed her open with no regard for Becki, and thus allowed everybody to take pictures. The tunnel was exposed, but Becki tried to close it, thus making her muscles dialate and contract. Her pussy became wet, and one kid didled with her clit, and did an imitation of a puppet using her vaginal walls as lips. The kids all laughed. Becki cried so painfully that she ran out of tears by midday. Even Vicki saw them. She got her dad's can of shaving cream and a razor and shaved her dark muff bald, totally exposing her pink meat. She gave her nipples and clit massive 360% titty-twisters (Carrie really thought Vicki wanted to rip them off, as did Becki). Vicki then took Becki's white silk panties and shoved it halfway up her ass, for all the wedgies she gave her in the past. It looked more like a white flag of defeat. :( One site on the bus tour was finished. There were fifteen more planned (including many unplanned) stops for the day. Using a map, Carrie was able to hand out flyers and better organize the bus route for maximum exposure, _________________ notifying perpetrators of the next stop so they could /__||_________||__\ call all their friends. She even handed some of them [___]|_ 1|2|3 _|[___]pictures to prove to their friends that the incident |_ 4|5|6 was taking place. More and more teens were showing up 7|8|9 _| at every stop, but Carrie had many more unplanned stops | *|0|# | than she'd figured because they were actually out ========== looking for her on her assigned routes. OHH, HELLO MRS. CLEAVER, NICE DAY ISN'T IT?..CAN I TALK TO WALLY? SURE.. I'LL GO GET HIM..WALLY, IT'S FOR YOU..IT'S EDDIE HASKALL..OH-MY-GOD!..IS YOUR OLD LADY OFF THE PHONE?....DUDE, YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT I JUST SAW..A GIRL WITH BIG BOOBS WAS *COMPLETELY* NAKED..I SWEAR TO GOD, THIS TIME I'M NOT LYING.. YOU KNOW A GIRL NAMED BECKI?..ANYWAY, SHE HAD HUGE TITS!..I TOUCHED THEM!.. COME OVER..MAYBE WE CAN STILL FIND THEM!..AND BRING YOUR CAMERA! I'LL CALL KEN! YOU CALL BOB!....HURRY! CUM!......I WANT THAT BEA-VER! As Carrie rode on, her adreneline was flowing (but not as fast as Becki's) because she was scared of getting caught and Becki was screaming. She was aware of her surroundings as she took notice of every person who was outside. When she approached a planned stop, she hid from a distance and looked to see that there were only teens around. Although many people heard someone crying, they thought it was just another kid (she sounded like a baby) who had a bruise or something, and/or they had become conditioned to it. Many thought it was just a kid yelling out of excitement on a joy-ride. Also, the two pieces of twine were yellow/brownish and skin-colored, and, therefore, could not be seen very well from a distance, and they presumed she was in a bikini as no one would be naked on an afternoon joy-ride voluntarily. Still, Becki was surprised no one was helping. Carrie had cut Becki's long hair a bit to make her look boyish. Besides, who ever heard of a girl going topless in this neighborhood? The fact that her tits drooped to the side (she couldn't even see her own nipples unless someone picked 'em up), helped to conceal her nakedness from a distance. Also, Carrie attached a self-adhesive red ribbon to her nipples and her gloryhole every time she rode. The guys liked unwrapping their presents before every session. In addition, when Carrie did feel someone was going to help, or was a high risk situation (i.e., older people), she rode off the sidewalk and into the grass. Some cars honked, but that was it. People thought it was just two people having fun as they sped along, although some did double takes but shrugged it off since it was unthinkable. NAH, COULDN'T BE! THERES SOMETHING BRIGHT RED ON THAT PERSON. MUST BE A BIKINI......AWWW, LOOK. SHE'S GIVING THAT PERSON A RIDE! ISN'T THAT SO SWEET HARRY? I'M AN ADULT. I'D LOOK LIKE A FOOL IF I RAN AFTER THAT WAGON AND I WAS WRONG. BESIDES, SHE'S PEDALING TOO FAST FOR ME TO CATCH HER. NAH, COULDN'T BE. At 1:00, Carrie was still getting embarrassed by her loud sobbing. Words came out, but it did not sound English. Becki's glistening, sweaty body was sizzling from the heat of the midday sun (it wasn't like she hadn't sun- bathed before, but this was different because of its longevity). She had a dark (only in front and in-between her legs) tan, but at least it was an even tan. Her voice was extremely hoarse and she could hardly yelp anymore. The ropeburns (from excessive squirming) were almost bleeding. Her sensitive nipples were still protruding, but they were red and almost lactating from all the sucking, and the outline of her aureolas were not distinguishable (they were almost like two big red hickeys). Also, Becki was able to fit a large cucumber comfortably. Becki had gotten herself all nice and pretty (she smelled good, her hair was perfect, her manicure, makeup, etc.). By 1:15, her makeup was running from her tears, and the boys were just not interested in her manicure for some reason. Becki's eyes were dilated and bloodshot, and she began to drool. Water ran down her nose, and she also began to hiccup and inhale in spurts. By 2:00, she was a changed woman (or I should say girl, since she regressed into a baby). By midday, Carrie took Becki's lipstick and wrote "HELLO, MY NAME IS BECKI WELLES", between her legs. Winding down streets and major inter- sections, Becki's body (especially her breasts - which were shrinking) were forming something like ripple waves, and Becki had a headache from the constant vibration and squeeking. Carrie sped up to 10 mph (it seemed more like 20 mph to Becki, who was less than a foot off the ground), running over puddles and splashing Becki's peeling, sun-burnt body.....it was sooo hot. Becki could feel the wind blowing through her love tunnel as she got goose bumps. ^^^^^^^ vroooom===== Becki could only look up at the vast big blue expanse and the little plane flying above her. She was not a praying woman, but she decided to try anyhow. As she said her 'amen', she noticed a tree house in the distance. Some kids were in it and they spotted her. They came down and...she would be an atheist all her life. At 1:30, Sean was outside cutting weeds by himself when Carrie rode up his driveway and parked in his garage. Like a proud momma, she introduced the baby she was taking out for a stroll to Sean. Sean was the zit-faced nerd Becki would not have dated even if he was the "Last man on Earth". Carrie discreetly noticed a presumptious bulge in his pants almost immediately after Becki had sneezed, causing her breasts to jiggle indiscriminantely. But Sean became tunnel-visioned and fixated immediately upon Becki's "holy-of-holys". For some strange reason, Sean was immune to all around him.. ..he would not be rejected this time! Without speaking a word to either, he ran inside and grabbed his Polaroid and a bowl of cherries. One by one, he filled her up till she looked pregnant....stuffing! A feast came afterwards and Becki was screaming OUT-OF-CONTROL! Becki knew she stood a chance of getting Sean to untie her and put on her best "puppy-eyes" face and sobbed. Sean was touched and kneeled down to comfort her. Becki screamed when the plan backfired on her as Sean fingered the outline of her lips and kissed her. Carrie stood up and looked from _ _ a distance upon Becki's mental anguish as Sean climbed on top of / \/ \ her in a missionary position and whispered, petted, kissed, 8===\ =====D and actually tried to "make love" to her with the full length \ / of his five inches of manhood (at least she didn't feel anything), \/ all while making direct eye contact (but Becki closed her eyes). He proposed and wanted her to have his children. It was then that both Carrie and Becki thought he was crazy. He apologized for the cherries as Becki gave him the cold, evil-eye stare for a few seconds. It was during that brief stare that Sean came to the gripping conclusion that she hated him, and that he would never again have the opportunity to see her (or any girl's) pussy in his face for a long time to come. He wrestled with himself, but finally gave in as he ate her out again and took snapshots (so that he would "have" her forever and could "make love" to her over and over). Afterwards, he was even gracious enough to clean her off (spreading soap all over her) with a hose, inside and out, as the enormous amount of cum gushed out. He spent the most time washing and cupping her balloons, lips, (bellybutton and toes? - he liked parts of her body that were different). Carrie gave Sean Becki's custom-made FF bra and the red ribbon "wedding band" around her leg (cause she knew he was gonna jerk-off with them later). He even asked Carrie whether he could "have" Becki, wagon and all. With Becki in a state of traumatic shock, Carrie almost felt sorry for her (they were both females after all, and Carrie could relate). At precisely 1:55, Carrie noticed that Becki's tone and demeanor had changed altogether. Whereas before, Becki was just crying uncontrollably, she was now exhibiting real child-like characteristics, and the hope and dreams that once shined in the eye's of this young, budding adolescent girl was now noticeably dimmed. 2:00, 2:30, 3:00, 3:30, 4:00, 4:30, 5:00, 5:30, 6:00, 6:30, 7:00, 7:30, 8:00... (That's 12 episodes of the Simpsons to you and me, and one hell of a gang-bang). Becki was STILL bawling like a baby as Carrie approached the gravel parking lot of the old, secluded golf course (the last stop). So many throngs of teens were gathered. The wind was light and breezy, cool, temperature in the mid-70's, and the sunset was beautiful. So many video cameras all wanting to give Becki her first start as an amateur (by now, professional) porn star. Every street in the whole town (and parts of neighboring towns) from one end to the other was completely covered (except for a some streets that Carrie had decided was too risky since an adult was outside), and then some. Carrie walked down the street as the crowd gathered around Becki. She then plugged her ears as Becki cried out inhuman utterings. Becki really thought she'd be untied sometime during the day, and never expected it to last the whole day (which only added to her anger and rage at the community). Becki had to perform her "community service" for all those years of bullying the kids, and she paid her debt to society "in full"; ....they did everything. The books were closed; the accounts were settled. The community would never be the same again as folks would wonder, "How could something like this happen?, Why did nobody help?, It's not my fault, I didn't see it". Afterwards, Carrie sat on her fleshy chest (almost slipping off) and slapped her silly saying, "Pick on me and my friends, will you? Say you are sorry! Say, "I'm a baby!" - which Becki did whimperingly and asked in a faint, broken voice, "What did I do?". Carrie just put one shoe on top of Becki's chest and shouted "Victory!" in Triumph! When the sun was about to go down, she was about to let her go. 12+ hours was enough (from 7:15 AM to 8:00 PM). It seemed more like an eternity. Carrie threw her clothes on the grass and untied her, but it was difficult. As Becki was anticipating her release, her legs began to shake. But Carrie decided 10 more minutes wouldn't hurt. After the 10 minutes, she freed her. Surprisingly, as Carrie untied her legs first, Becki didn't get up, but waited for her wrists to be untied too - it was almost as if she didn't care anymore. Carrie swore she heard another fart as Becki got up in haste. Her bones were stiff and crackling, but she got up and ran behind the nearest tree, crouched down and spread her shaking legs. As a final encore presentation, Becki could not control her bodily fluids any longer, and a fountain of excitement erupted as the people saw the wonders of nature taking her course.....once she started, she could not stop. Carrie knew now why Becki looked bloated during the ride, but wondered how she managed to hold it in for so long. {{{}}} >< Midway through (she saw some people peeking around {{{{}}}} >< the sides of the tree (it was a thin tree) and she was {{{}}} peeing the longest pee of her life), Becki took off || while peeing down her legs and with her arms being oo|| asleep and totally numb and being thirsty as hell (she ||)) lost 10 pounds). She knew better than to attack Carrie U U || U U U in her current state of condition. ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| She ran off bow-legged (what do you expect after hours of open enjoyment) in despair in the opposite direction as her house in order to retrieve the clothes Carrie had thrown down 10 minutes earlier on somebody's lawn. She ran to get her clothes A.S.A.P. in full view of everyone (on the sidewalk no less - and it was still bright), and it was hard controlling her stride and running, as her tits and moon-glowing (only her front was tan) butt were wobbling out of control and throwing off her balance. She was still shaking from dehydration, but leaving a jet of urine on the sidewalk. When she reached the lawn, her clothes were gone. Some kids had claimed them and played keep away, as she ran around trying to chase them. They were waiting to take pictures of her. But Becki fell down and a guy reached behind her and squeezed her squeezably-soft right udder, thinking she was still "free of charge". Becki got up in a rage and tried to kick his ass using her karate skills. They boys were mesmerized, and focused on her "decoy" bouncing breasts, and did not fight back. She kicked him in the balls, and then went for his head. _ _ As she tried to kick him, he grabbed her leg in mid- |_|_| air and used the deadly "praying mantis finger-move", | | | picking her up off the ground (as Becki had done to |=|=|_ Vicki) as Becki gasped (again) and rose to her tiptoes __ | | | |_ instinctively (he thought it wasn't fair that he had \\\ | | | | | arrived late while all the other guys got to fondle \ \()()()()| her). The first thing he did when he withdrew was to \ / take a whiff of the offending fingers. Becki fell down \ / on the grass and wept. She heard snapshots and had to \_ _/ prioritize, so she covered up her genitals and her | | boobs, but they were so large that one arm couldn't effectively cover them both up unless she exposed her lips too (if that). So she forsook her chest (since they had already taken enough pictures of 'em and Becki thought a few more was nothing), and covered up the only part of her body they hadn't yet taken pictures of - her well-rounded ass. HAVE SOME COMPASSION, YOU BASTARDS!.....pp.please..no..no more....pp.please..s. stop....I'm sorree...no more...no more............................... As Becki knew it would take forever to get her clothes back and did not want to pose any more than she had to, she got up and ran off home which was all the way across town in the other direction. Running through backyards and across creeks, she lost them by ducking behind a poison ivy bush and waiting till it was dark (while getting bit by mosquitos and getting her supple body knicked by prickers). She then peeked and saw two @@@ young girls walking down the street and was tempted to jump o o them and take off their clothes, but resisted since she was so ==ooO=====Ooo== weak, and she saw that their clothes wouldn't fit (especially their bras). Later, she ran off confused under the cover of semi-darkness, but got lost without her glasses. Many neighbors saw what looked like an Unidentified Nude Adolescent with Big Boobs (UNABB sightings) running through their backyards. _______ @ ______|| @ ________ @ _______ >< /_______\ | /______\| | /________\ | /_______\ >< |[__]+||| | |[__]|||| | |[__]+||+| | |[__]+||| ^^^^^^^^^#########^^^^^^^^/ \ ^^^^^^^^^^/ \ ^^^^^^^^^^/ \ ^^^^^ But some citizens guessed it was Becki Welles, and said so in the police report because they knew that there was only one girl in the whole town that could match the description of her huge tits. Becki managed to swipe some clothes off someone's clothes hanger by 10:00. YES OFFICER, SHE HAD HUGE TITS! I DIDN'T GET A GOOD LOOK AT HER FACE, BUT I DID SEE THE OUTLINING FORM OF HER BODY IN THE SHADOW. THIS WAS NONE OTHER THAN A ONE MS. ( ) BECKI WELLES. - THIS WAS BECKI )oo( WELLES. THIS COMMUNITY SHOULD HAVE SOME DECENCY STANDARDS. ( OO ) WHAT'S THIS WORLD COMING TO WHEN A WOMAN CAN RUN AROUND NAKED \- / IN PUBLIC WITH HER BODY FLOPPING AROUND LIKE THAT?! IT WAS "MOO!" OBSCENE I TELL YOU. WHY THE GALL OF THAT WHORE! SHE'S A WHORE! ( ) A TEENAGE ADOLESCENT COW IS WHAT SHE IS! A BUDDING COW WITH UU ______________ ABSOLUTELY NO SHAME! || || || || She was almost arrested that night for indecent exposure, || ||**|| || but Becki made it home, covering her crotch and with her head || || || || held high crying all the way to her momma's embracing arms ============== (like Vicki had to) by 10:40, broken and sobbing inside her JAIL SWEET house? for *months* till her hair grew back to normal (and JAIL. then some), about midway through her senior year. The only thing she muttered in a crackling voice to her mother was, "They saw my boobs...those bad people...they saw my boobs...they all laughed... violated me..." (she did not say that her vagina was exposed, or that they raped, took pictures, etc., because she was denying the hurt. She then went into the shower, collapsed, and huddled in a corner, covering her genitals, while hoping that the water (which was on for 7 hours) would make the "dirtiness" she felt "go away". She also wiped off the lipstick and drank about a gallon of the water. Carrie went home with a big grin wondering how much a night club stripper or a prostitute would have charged for the same services. "Becki could have been rich", she thought. "But even strippers wouldn't walk around in public naked, and prostitutes don't get screwed by all to see, especially at her age. Even if she does sue, she'd have to be awarded $900 Million". To no one's surprise, the notorious Becki Welles didn't sue the 11 year old. Even Becki thought that only low-life hookers in the red-light districts of major metropolitan cities only did those things prior. After her initiation into womanhood, Becki was forced to grow up fast. Carrie took the various Polaroids of Becki's body (with her face, of course), home to post on the Internet. Carrie also had to morph the pictures since she found out that Becki had changed her name and her looks years later. Nevertheless, her campaign was successful, due in part to too many pictures (and videotapes) being circulated and her face being beautiful and one of a kind (what do you expect? It looked like actress Tina Shaw's). Her twin sister, Amy, suffered too, as they looked almost identical. Even without seeing their faces, their huge juggs were dead /CO\ /CO\ giveaways, as folks pointed to them on the streets and whispered. () () The next morning, Carrie moved while the whole town silently stared at her. Becki was still sulking and hadn't slept a wink, while Carrie had enjoyed a good night's sleep. When the morning shown forth, she knew the whole town knew by then. Becki was the most popular girl (by far) in @@@ @@@@ Springfield and surrounding suburbs for miles and o o o @@ miles around (she put Springfield on the map). Also, O > @@@ there were no more bullies in Springfield. But even "DID YOU HEAR?!" her former bully friends rejected her as they did (.).) .( not want to be associated with someone who had lost \./ / )) to a child and was as famous as she was. A few weeks later, other events occurred. Vicki placed many photos of Becki with a signature "To my fans, Love Becki Welles" in some of the lockers in high school and middle school before the students arrived in the morning when the semester began. (They were traded like baseball cards). Also, videotapes of the ride were showing up in living rooms across the nation as people wondered who this amazingly endowed teenager was. Later, Becki went over to Carrie's house with a knife, but only saw an empty home (she did not know that Carrie had moved 2 months prior) with a "For Sale" sign, then bitterly broke down in tears. Also, she did not attend Prom (although there were many male suitors who asked). One insensitive kid even asked for her autograph - really. And it was on a naked picture of hers that showed her with her legs spread wide open - just kiddin. __ __ Carrie left her presumptious mark, and Becki was branded \ \ / / to the 4th and 5th generation (even her great, great grand- \ \/ / children knew about the incident), but survived and was able / /\ \ to marry. However, even her children suffered too, as kids /_/ \_\ at school teased them. Nevertheless, in any town she moved "MOO!" to (her house was almost unsellable), she was known as "The" or "That Naked Girl", aka "The" Becki Welles, aka "The Wagon Girl", as her prior-given nickname "Chesty", aka "Becki Boobs", aka "Whopper Welles" became obsolete.__ _______________________ ___ / || _______________ __/\__ /\ \ | _____/oo___/ ||____/A Star is born!| \ / 10,000 Watts| @| | |_| <=====> / \_______________| /_ _\____________________\/___/ | |_____________/ \/ | Her attitude did change and she was a nice, quiet girl who hardly smiled or cussed, as she had done before. She did not have to worry about being pregnant, as she was impotent. Most had compassion; some thought she was a slut because Becki "the porno star" Leggs didn't close her legs during the ride. However, some cruel females were secretly happy at first that the blue- eyed, stunning, dark-haired Raven (like Tina Shaw) with udderly humongous milk-producing mammaries (like Gigi) was humiliated, and joined in the slander and propaganda effort. Later, they became jealous when they saw it as an unfair advantage. WHY DIDN'T SHE CLOSE HER LEGS?! CARRIE TOLD ME SHE ENJOYED IT! THAT SLUT! THAT OVERGROWN COW! HER MOTHER SHOULD HAVE BROUGHT HER UP WITH DECENT, TRADITIONAL, CONSERVATIVE CHRISTIAN VALUES! I'M A GOOD, CATHOLIC GIRL! SHE'S AN UGLY FAT STUPID COW! SHE'S SO STUPID! SHE'S GOT UGLY STRETCH MARKS! HA! I WOULDN'T WANT THAT ANYHOW! I'M GLAD I'M NORMAL-SIZED! Becki broke down often (sometimes for no reason) and became indifferent to nudity, sex (or even touching - like having sex with a zombie). On her honeymoon, she had flashbacks, and her understanding groom didn't get none. Her pubic hair eventually grew back, but it was scratchy. She had nightmares, she'd hardly eat (she wasted away to a mere 100 lbs. at first), she would \_ not allow anyone to take pictures of her for any reason, _/ / \ never wore lipstick again, and she had a certain disdain / \ \__/ for ice cream and cherries (especially cherry ice cream). \__/ On any given day, she would be reminded, if not by the stares of the people, something somewhere always did (i.e., kids playing with a wagon outside or seeing a wagon or camera in a store, various and numerous scenes on TV, movies (i.e., she did not watch that movie "Radio Flyer"), etc.). Even at the mere mention of 'ropes', 'sex', 'July 8th', '1991', 'wagons', 'photographs', 'knock-out', 'naked', 'shave', 'exposed', 'bondage', 'rape', or a host of other similar words, she put her head down and became silent. Because of the "Caroline Baker - Becki Welles Incident" (also known as 'The Incident at Springfield' or 'The Summer of 1991 Incident'), it changed the course of her life altogether. Finally, she always subconsciously watched her back and practiced with her ThighMaster devoutly everyday. Like expected, Becki went through the pain process (denial, anger, acceptance). However, 4,7,10,24,43,...years later, she could not forget, heal, or SHATTERED __ completely forgive, especially on July 8th - the anniversary. GLASS!-> (+ ) The first 10 year anniversaries were the hardest. Many years FRAGILE! )( later (20th anniversary), they would both meet, weep, regret, (__) and embrace each other. YOU HURT ME SO MUCH...SOooo @@@ "TIME HEALS MUCH...I'M SO SORRY...PLEASE FORGIVE ME...I FORGIVE! * * ALL THINGS?" :) "AWWWW" Happy Ending! |o As for Carrie, she had many more adventures throughout her middle and high school years (and she grew some boobs too). Carrie had grown up to be a fine looking specimen, but there was one girl that had a better ass than hers. They always competed with one another, but one girl named Marianne always edged her out as her butt was just that little more plumper. They hated one another, and they competed in everything. What's worse, the final straw came when Marianne stole Carrie's boyfriend.....Big mistake. One day before Carrie got her, they eyed one another in a final showdown as Carrie demanded her boyfriend back. The two amazons were competing for female pride as the onlookers gasped in awe on the school lawn during lunch break. Everybody knew that Marianne had stolen Carrie's boyfriend, and expected these two to "go at it" sometime in the near future. They guessed right... When Carrie was 13, she got 14 year old cheerleader Marianne "Butts" Lee (my how cheerleaders can stretch - her feet were actually above her neck). for stealing her 15 year old boyfriend Dillon "7 1/2 inches" Butler. ____ Carrie got close enough to Marianne by walking right / / /| passed her (with a disguise and a makeover - but she really / / / didn't need one) while pretending to ignore her, and then / / / turning around almost immediately (brandishing a huge 2 by / / / 4) while Marianne just kept on walking without the slightest / / / idea. Her whole life (literally) flashed before her eyes in / / / / one second. Carrie thought she'd killed her too, as the hit /___/ / made a sound like that of a hollow, wooden bat. "TGK!" |____|/ As Carrie began to unclothe her unconscious rival, she noticed that Marianne had stuffed toilet paper down her bra and laughed. When she exposed her bottom, she was not smiling anymore as she stared in rage and envy as her enormously "swellowy" crooked butt cheeks popped out under pressure - the twins her ex-boyfriend preferred! Her hands were in back of the wheelbarrow and her feet were tied apart to the two handles in back, so that a kid Carrie had paid, and Marianne faced each other (the kid looked down on her, while Marianne had to look up). She was crunched up like a shrimp as her feet were parallel to her body (exposing her pride and joy buttocks), and above her neck. Marianne was just as embarrassed about the ride in the wheel barrel as she was about her teeny nipples being exposed; everybody thought her tits were big, but she really stuffed paper down her bra. \\/// __ _ Carrie also made some money by colluding with John, o - \ \ | | an admirer of Marianne. Carrie told the kid to go - \ \| | down John's street, and John pretended to be an $$$ \ \ | innocent bystander perpetrator. John also made money by ______\ \| letting all his friends join in the collusion - talk about / ___ \ | a fool-proof way of literally picking up the chick of your /_/ \ \ | dreams and never being rejected again! Afterwards, Carrie |__| \ | handed the wheelbarrow over to the little kid she had paid |==| | ) (with candy) to drag Marianne around her hometown handcuffed | |____/ | (in case someone wanted to free her) to the wheelbarrow. | | (The kid had to antagonize her first to become enemies with | / Marianne). Actually, Carrie had knocked Marianne out, but \ / Marianne did not even know Carrie was involved. The 14 year \ / old Goliath was so embarrassed about being done in so | | completely by an 8 year old David that she dropped out of high school and went back to her home country (didn't tell "O-Tay!" her parents though). Nothing hurt more than the unmerciful canning she received from the kid (at Carrie's prior instructions) - leaving her buttocks that stuck out like a horse (the bait she used for Dillon) red, blistered and covered with welt marks forever. She did not get pregnant, but suffered from a mild case of the crabs. Carrie got away with it again because Marianne was inside the wheelbarrow and her body was covered by the sides of the wheelbarrow. Also, she had her socks on so that it looked like she was dressed from a distance (even close up, but not overhead). The first thing Marianne did when she became conscious was pee as she wondered what in the hell was going on! It was the kid that had antagonized her, but she really didn't do anything really bad to him! She was a bright- eyed (really bright-eyed!) foriegn exchange student from the Philippines, who came to see the sights, but instead became one - she was crying and swearing some Philippino gibberish (probably slang) throughout the duration of the ride (because in her country, your elders were supposed to be respected). Amazing how the uncovering of the genitals is understood as a world-wide social taboo. Carrie showed the foreigner things were done in ::==== AMERICA! YEAAHHHH!!!!!!! MADE IN THE PHILIPPINES...FRESH SUSHI.... ====== ME LOVE YOU LONG TIME.... As for Dillon, all Carrie needed to do was invite him over the next day under the guise of wanting to speak to him one more time and spike his drink. He knew he was stronger than her, and that she couldn't do anything. When Dillon got up to leave, he collapsed. Carrie went to the adjoining town where Dillon had grown up most of his life because Marianne was done in the town she was in the previous day. The girls enjoyed stroking his gun and sucking it till it was red at the tip. The red ribbon was tied around the shank of his penis, right below the v- shaped foreskin. She "covered" his lowers by drawing a pair of shorts on him with a black magic marker. _ He could not control his meaty friend (as the blood / / _| \ \ \ flowed down, and his bladder was full) that reached all / / ( \ \ \ \ the way up to his bellybutton. As his meat slowly came / / /\ | to full stiffness right in front of their eyes (he tried / \ / / / so hard to control it), he squirmed, and thus, bobbed /\ \__/ / / his pecker to go every which way (in order to avoid / _\___/ ___ their grasp). However, once they took hold of it, all ___// __ \ _______ the twisting and jerking in the world wasn't gonna (__|)|_/ | release their grip once it was stiff. The girl (__|) / could control and manuever his joystick any which (__|) / _______ way she wanted. He held his breath and ___ (__|) /____/____ cried "rape!" in his mind as Dillon ___ / \ \ \ / / / ____ had to watch his pacifier being / / / | | / / /@@@@ raised and disappear right before | | | / / /@@@@@@@ his eyes. Some where trying to open up his pee-pee hole, while other selfish leaches were acting like they were born with dicks in their mouths. His balls retracted at the slightest touch and were constantly clanging together over the uneven sidewalk as one was higher than the other. Even Dillon could see the top of his jewels and his one-eyed monster staring at him and forming a small drop of clear liquid at the tip. A rubber band was used to constrict and twist up his balls and keep them from clanging around. One girl took the rubber band between her fingers and started twanging his balls with it, as she wondered how it must have felt like to have balls between your legs (while Dillon screamed in agony). He was almost too big (he liked to weightlift) to be completely covered by the sides of the wagon, and his hard, beefy legs, thighs, and buns over- flowed. Some girls requested to see Dillon's butt. _ _ Carrie tipped the wagon over and placed a board ( \ between his lower back and the sides of the wagon, ( \ _| |_ / ) making his crotch jut out and exposing his buttocks, | |\ | /| | as the girls got excited and touched and spanked him. |^|/__ _\|^| While all the girls played with him, none made direct / | \ eye contact, and they spoke to him in the 3rd person, || _|__ | spoke to Carrie, or spoke to his genitalia directly. | /8\ | OH MY...HELLO CARRIE...HE'S NAKED......OHH, LET DILLON'S 'BUNS HIM GO CARRIE, PLEASE?...IT'S O.K., I WON'T HURT YOU... OF STEEL' One time, a girl was giving him an unsolicited blowjob in a 69 position until he bit her cunt in the only defensive move he could do. The girl stuck part of a lollipop handle down his pee-pee hole while Dillon felt a stinging sensation. She then pulled it (but slipped off once) for all it was worth, standing up and using the weight of her body. The wagon was being dragged along until she put one foot on the wagon (to gain leverage) and got a better grip and tugged at it again and again and again until it broke and he became Dillon "9 inches" Butler. Some girls asked Carrie whether they could see him ejaculate. Minutes of intense stroking had produced nothing but a dry desert. Carrie got him to release his sperm by cracking him smack dab in the balls and by telling him she would let him go if he cummed three times. It was wishful thinking (and Dillon really knew it), but he wanted to believe it. After 15 long tearful minutes, the on-lookers gasped in excitement as he pretended to "accidentally" spill forth an oasis reluctantly out his tube, hoping that an appeased Carrie would let him go (He was in more pain over being exposed than he was over masturbating). And besides, she told him to cum early into the ride, and he wanted to minimize the damage by obeying her and getting free before pictures were taken. He did not know her very well. __ The second time, Carrie called out a volunteer (__) named Jill. Little Jill grabbed his meat and /// started stroking like a novice as the residue __ ____@____ /// from the first squirt oozed out. Carrie re- //\\/_________\/// directed her hands and taught her the ||__| _________ // proper way, using both hands (the other to fondle \_____________// his balls). It took less than 5 minutes the /___\ second time. The third time, Carrie called out another willing "YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND" volunteer named Colleen. She was an ace who knew "RUB 3 TIMES AND Dillon needed more time as his meat became limp. STAND BACK!" She also saw his obviously bloated bladder and held his mushroom in place while she told him it was OK to pee now, as it went over the sides of the wagon. ....for some reason, he trusted her. However, she then redirected the flow into the air and then in his face (he had a very bent banana-like dick). She then continued stroking, and 8 minutes later, Dillon found out that he had been had by Carrie also. 8==D- By midday, girls were outside on bikes all over town (they gossip so fast), and were actually finding him (usually busy with someone else), with their cameras and friends. However, there was a close call as an adult elderly lady stepped outside. By then, the girls were trying an experiment as one girl had brought his brother's mail-order penis suction machine along. When the 50 year old lady saw him, she was flabbergasted. The beefcake was tanned, dark and lean (he hadn't eaten since the night before), and when the lady saw him, everyone looked at the lady, who did not say a word. Carrie waited 20 seconds more (it was on for 10 minutes at full strength with a stronger pump, and Dillon was in intense pain and was scared of the girl's sadistic tendencies) and pulled off the penis enlarger with diffuculty. It was HUGE and red (but still throbbing) and didn't even look human and was bleeding a little at the root of his penis. The lady bent down and put her head between his legs and an emergency was averted. At 3:00, however, she was caught (his protruding pecker gave him away), and an adult man untaped the transparent tape that had restricted his movement. She went to the detention home for a few weeks, but Dillon was branded forever (and his penis had a nickname with the girls). "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned", Dillon learned - the hard way. @@@ When she was 14 years old, she wanted to get the Monet * * twins but had to wait another year for her dad to move. O When she was 14 1/2 years old, she got 14 year old Dawn "THE CRACK OF DAWN" Hill at the beach by sneaking up to her and tearing off |()=()=| her bikini bottom from behind while she was under water. \\). (// Dawn waited for 30 minutes before she ran out (to the ^^^^^^^\\ //^^^^^^^^applause and cheers of everyone) of the water to her / \\//\ beach towel (which Carrie stole). She had to get out of / /^\ \ the water sooner or later because Carrie told everyone | / \__| she was naked and the boys were going under the water | | "" to look at her. Dawn never went to the beach again | ) during her teen years, and when she eventually did, she |/ wore a thick one-piece bikini. OH, SAY CAN YOU SEE?.... BY DAWN'S AWKWARD PLIGHT...WHAT SO PROUDLY SHE UN-VEILS...AT THE TWILIGHT'S.. There was also the time when 14 1/2 year old Carrie manhandled 9 year old Sabrina Westcott by stripping her, throwing her outside, and manhandling her as Carrie brought her in full view of Sabrina's older sister. Sabrina peed, but nothing else happened. She and Dawn went through the most traumatic, embarrassing event of their lives, and Carrie just wondered how much worse it must have been for Becki. When she was 15 year old she got the Monet twins, April (19) and Jenni (14) simultaneously, side by side. Jenni had threatened to get her older sister to beat her up. Carrie replied by saying that she could lick her and her whole family (but decided to spare their mother - would have been interesting though to see two black muffs and one red muff, and where these two sisters came from). By then, Carrie had access to a moped (to cover more ground and pull the weight of both and escape from would-be helpers) and a can of mace spray. All she had to do was spray, zap several times with her dad's stun gun, and apply the chokehold she learned from her father (he was a military man), even though they saw her coming. She got Jenni first and then went after April when she came outside. April had a boob job, and her money was well spent, as her tits defied gravity and stood straight up like two beacons navigating wayward strangers. The blood flowed down into their bodies, and Carrie became surprised and jealous when their protruding 3/4 inch clits (guess it runs in the family) became erect often. This was Carrie's 3rd time, and she was an expert now, and she used more intricate gadgets (i.e., a videocamera attached to the back of the moped, and, of course, bananas (why bring along cherries when bananas are much more convenient?) in case anyone was hungry. The only other difference was that she charged perpetrators this time - and they paid! with cash or with I.O.U's. 1 BANANA MEAL:$10.00; 2 BANANA MEALS (DISCOUNT):17.00, 1 PHOTO: $1.75, TITS:$1.75/MIN., FINGER:FREE-PROMO, SEX:$5.00/MIN., BLOWJOB:$2.75/ MIN., THE WORKS (FLAT RATE):$25.00, CONDOMS:$1.00-BUY ONE, GET ONE FREE. She marked-up the bananas a thousand times, and she covered her costs with two forced hookers (including cost of moped, stun gun, and mace) in one hour easy (it was the photos). They knew better than to default on their I.O.U's. During the ride, Carrie covered them up with 2 piece string bikinis in order to avoid getting caught again, and took them off when she approached people. They had to see their clothes being forcefully torn off over and over again in their minds, as their thighs, tits and buttocks shook at every declothing session. IN STEREO - (((((EE!!EEA!!AAI!I!IIO!!!!OOO!!!EEEEE!))))) Even at the end of the day (after they had gone through the scenario over and over), they were still not used to being uncovered and they became startled when Carrie ripped their bikinis bottoms off. However, the fact that their clothes were on during most of the ride prolonged their hope (and embarrassment). My how sisters betray one another. As one pulled her legs together, the other's opened up. One red ribbon was anchored around April's left leg and Jenni's right leg. Surprisingly, April was screaming OUT-OF-CONTROL as she was the one being eaten out with a banana most of the time (Jenni really used the ThighMaster). NOoo! HELP! MeeEeeEeEeeYeEeE! PleEeezeE!! At the end of the day, Carrie handcuffed their ankles together like fugitives and let them go (all the way across town - without a shred of clothe). Surprisingly, the first thing they did was pee (for being sisters, they sure were different; Jenni crouched down, but April did it standing up bow-legged and putting one foot on the tree) and then wrestled with one another - blaming the other for the incident. They were both arrested that night for indecent exposure, but were later released. Their parents actually spanked them for bringing shame upon the Monet family name. April got yeast infection and Jenni lost her virginity (a thousand times over). Hence, a new crime wave spread throughout the land known as "Rapenapping". Because of the simplicity of the act (all one needed to do was invest in a $10 wagon, two pieces of rope, and a big stick), its popularity caught on. Indeed, it spread throughout the entire world. And it all started in a "Small-Corner-Of-The-World", as Becki's reputation did eventually leave far and wide. THE END? VROOOMMMMM========= So, what is the moral of this story? A. He who laughs last laughs best? B. Walk softly and carry a big stick? C. Fix your little, red wagon before someone else does it for you? D. There's no such thing as a free banana meal? E. Pull your own weight before someone does it for you? F. Be careful what you ask for, cause you just may get it? G. The bigger they are, the harder they fall? H. Squeeze, Squeeze - Squeeze your way to firmer thighs, hips, and buttocks by practicing devoutly with your ThighMaster everyday? I. YOU'RE RIGHT, REVEREND KABOOM. THIS IS EXACTLY THE KIND OF STUFF THAT CAN AFFECT ALL SURFERS IN THE EYES OF THE CONSERVATIVES AND LIBERALS. SO WHO WANTS TO PLAY JAMES BOND AND SAVE THE WORLD? I'LL PLAY THE BAD GUY. ONLY YOU (PEOPLE) CAN DECIDE WHETHER A NEW CRIMEWAVE HITS THE ENTIRE WORLD. FULFILL MY REQUEST, OR ELSE - "I'LL BE BACK". O-TAY? XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX @@@ STANDARD DISCLAIMER: THE VIEWS OF THIS WRITER IS STRICTLY HIS OWN @@@