Posted by Amy on August 07, 2000 at 20:40:07:
Amy stood on a hill overlooking a large factory in a small southeastern town. The bleached blonde beauty wore tight light green blouse and skin tight jeans. The most intimidating thing about Amy was the crossbow that she had slung over her shoulder. She lay belly down across a rock and held the crossbow up to her shoulder. She looked through the scope scanning the back parking lot of the factory. After a few seconds she found who she was looking for. Patrick stood by his red sedan and looked like he was waiting for someone. His black and white button down shirt and jeans did very little to hide his moderately fit body as she moved the crosshairs up and down over it. Amy couldn't believe she was doing this. Only two months ago she and Patrick had shared some of the most exciting nights of her life, but that was until he had dumped her. She was about to back out of pulling the trigger, until she saw who Patrick was waiting on. It was the slut, (what was her name...oh yes Eva,) that Patrick had dumped her for. She was attractive, long reddish blonde hair, blue eyes, but that wasn't the reason Patrick had gone back to her. As Amy moved the crosshairs down her body she could see the huge bulge in her belly. Amy almost laughed as she saw the tight blue blouse and jeans that Eva had squeezed her eight months pregnant body into. Amy almost threw all her planning out the window and pulled the trigger as she watched Patrick and Eva embrace and kiss each other. She could easily pin them together like a big shish ka bob, but she had other ideas. Patrick handed Eva the keys and went into the factory.
Four hours later as darkness fell over the town Amy lay back down on the rock. She looked over her shoulder and smiled. Eva sat against a tree bound, gagged, and blindfolded. Amy watched the parking lot through her scope as the light began to fade. Right on schedule Patrick drove his fork lift out to the propane tank in the back parking lot. This was the moment she had been waiting for and the reason she had bought a crossbow instead of a rifle. He got off his fork lift and put the hose on the gas tank on his forklift. Amy shuddered with anticipation as he walked to the tank cut on valve. Patrick had no idea what was about to happen as he walked nonchalantly to the valve as he did every night. He flipped the switch and the indicator light came on, which lit up Amy's target pefectly. Ssss-shomp.
"Ooooohhhh!" screamed Patrick as he stumbled back clutching the shaft of the bolt stuck in his slightly rounded belly.
Ssss-shomp.
"Uuhhnnhh!" screamed Patrick as another hit at the top of his jeans.
He fell back to a seated position leaning back on the back of his fork lift. Amy smiled as she lay her crossbow down and got up. She walked over to Eva and lifted her to her feet. Patrick was gutshot, he wasn't going anywhere and by the time they got there he would be too weak to resist. It took Amy nearly five minutes to get Eva to where Patrick still sat gasping. Amy smiled as she watched his belly jerking in and out around the shafts. Amy removed Eva's gag, and then her blindfold. Eva's eyes widened as she saw Patrick.
"You bitch!" spat Eva as she looked at Amy.
"Okay, enough girl talk." said Amy nonchalantly.
Eva shuddered as Amy pulled out a small knife with a hooked blade. Being an avid hunter Eva knew all too well what a gutting knife was.
"Oh you wouldn't!" gulped Eva.
Eva's eyes snapped open wide in terror as Amy stuck the tip of the knife in the bottom of the bulge in her stomach. With one quick jerk Amy cut a long fairly deep gash up the middle of Eva's big belly.
"Aaaauuulllkhhhhh!"
Eva's shriek trailed off in a gurgle as her guts and her unborn child fairly exploded out of her belly. The strain sent blood flooding up her stomach and esophagus. Blood poured over her lower lip like water over a damn, a slight trickle over the center at first, then gushing over her whole lower lip as she slowly sank to the asphalt and lay motionless on her side. Amy shuddered with excitement as she walked over to Patrick. She grabbed the arrow in the middle of his belly and yanked it out. He groaned and twisted in pain. She put her hands around the other arrow and pushed it down slightly. She used it as a hook to drag him to his knees and facing his eviscerated lover.
"Why are you doing this?" Patrick managed to gasp.
"Mainly just for the fun of it." giggled Amy.
She ripped his shirt open and looked a little hurt.
"Awwhh, I missed. There's that cute belly button of yours still intact." whined Amy.
She smiled as she pulled out an awl.
"The shaft's not very long, but it will do." said Amy.
Spluck.
"Aaaahhhhnnhh!" screamed Patrick as she stuck the narrow point into his deep round navel.
She pulled it out and replaced it with the gutting knife.
"Amy...don't...don't do this!" gasped Patrick.
"Oh quit your whining. You've already been gutshot you're going to die anyway." said Amy.
With a quick jerk Amy lay his belly open as well.
"Huuuuulllaaaaaaacckk!" screamed Patrick as he guts spilled out of his belly.
Blood poured from his mouth as he fell over to his side. Amy smiled as she looked at them. There they lay Patrick and Eva with their big pale blue eyes staring blankly at each other. Between them in a mingled bloody pile lay their entrails and their unborn child. Amy walked off with a big grin on her face.