Posted by Ay-Wun on October 01, 2006 at 23:42:38:
T-Rex was angry, steaming, out of control angry, of course control was not a concept that could properly be applied to T-Rex. It seemed, that a TV reporter had blathered the libel that T-Rex was not a true predator who hunted down and killed his prey, but merely a scavenger, who lived off the scraps of the true predators and death by natural or accidental causes. Not only that, but she had trotted out proof in the form of a female, so called, palientologist named Jacqueline Hornee.
The honor of his species was at stake, as T-Rex saw it, he had to hunt down this TV reporter. Her name was Devon Dane, they all had names like that, and that Hornee bitch too. What these women didn't know, was that this was not merely a predator, but a psychic predator, who had, over the centuries, developed the powers of his mind, both for hunting down his prey, and to conceal the fact that he yet roamed the Earth.
The first thing that T-Rex had to do was to locate his prey. His prey had given themselves to him by being on that TV show on the Discover channel which he regularly monitored from his secret lair, just off Sunset Blvd, between movie gigs. As he always told his agent,
"Special effects can only do so much.".
But, back to our story, he always monitored the Discover Channel just in case some relative, or old buddy showed up, or to keep tabs on potential food sources. While they were preaching their cannards, T-Rex had keyed himself to their minds, so he could locate them at will.
So, now he began tracking them. The good news was that they were together. The bad news was that they were flying somewhere. They were flying to Montana, to the Valley of the Dinosaurs, for more evidence. This was a real bother to T-Rex, because the few times he had flown, he had to clear out the baggage compartment to have enough space, and though he clouded the minds of all who saw him, it left pesky clues (The dumped luggage.) that something odd had happened. The only practical way to follow was by train, and for that he had to find an empty flat car, heading in the right direction. This put T-Rex a day or so behind his prey.
Now here's where things become complicated, it seems two others were stalking these two delectable morsels. They were a pair of cannibal hunters named Burns and Hartford, and both were skilled at hunting and cooking meat girls. They stalked Devon and Jacqueline as they left the airport, followed as the lovely girls rented a Humvee, obtained and loaded camping gear. The two men did all these things themselves too, for they knew they would soon have their prey in an isolated place where they could be easily taken without fear of interference.
No sooner had these two delightful dinners reached the place where Jacqueline had decided to camp and settled in for a night of lascivious lesbian lovemaking, than Burns and Hartford pounced. So occupied were they in the sixty-nine position that the two cannibals easily subdued them. They then began the two day process of tenderizing the meat.
Though securely bound at all times, this process was not altogether unpleasant for the two lovely lasses, in fact, they both had more really great orgasms than they had ever had over a continuous period. But, alas for Devon and Jacqueline, the fun part came to an end. If they had been Dolcett Girls, there might have been more pleasures to come, but neither girl had roasting fantasies.
Early on the third morning, Burns and Hartford dug, filled with charcoal, and ignited two barbecue pits, and set up the chocks for the spits. They then brought out a pair of eight foot spits, and set up the portable impaling platform they had brought along. This last was a light weight rig formed of two inch PVC pipe to make a platform four feet high with a set of trap doors that dropped to the sides. The spit was mounted in a hole a foot deep in the ground and up through a hole between the trap doors, leaving three feet of spit protruding from the platform.
Being the lighter of the two, Hartford mounted the platform, and Burns passed Devon up to him, Hartford lifted this beautiful babe over the spit and lowered her down so that her well lubed pussy slid over the spit until her feet touched the platform. At a signal from Hartford, Burns released the trap doors, as Hartford held the girl. Their combined weights plunged the spit into and through her while Burns skillfully guided her progress, so no vital organs would be harmed. Well before her feet could touch the ground, out of Devon's mouth came the spit.
Quickly, Burns and Hartford pulled the spit from its mounting hole, and reset the platform to use for gutting the gorgeous girl, filling her with stuffing, and with a surgical stapler sealing her up. Then swiftly, the squirming girl was set over the coals, and after basting begun rotating by the battery/solar powered motor. Jacqueline then followed her friend through the same process, and was soon rotating beside her. The two cannibals then sat back to watch these two lovelies wriggle, and squirm, and roast.
Meanwhile, T-Rex's train had arrived, and he set off rapidly up the road toward his prey. During his journey he had sensed all that had been going on. He couldn't understand all that transpired, as he sensed emotions, rather than than thought. But, he knew where they were, and that two other humans were with them. As T-Rex sped up the road he sensed, first Devon, then Jacqueline expire. This put urgency into his actions, and he redoubled his pace.
At last, just as the two girls had reached roasting perfection, and Burns and Hartford were about to rise, T-Rex, having stealthily crept up behind them, grabbed each by the neck, and cracked their heads together. Dropping Burns, he swiftly unhusked Hartford, and gobbled him down. He then did the same to Burns. Smacking his lips and rubbing his belly, T-Rex approached the barbecue pits. He let go of the disappointment he felt at not being able to confront Devon Dane, and Jacqueline Hornee with the error of their ideas about T-Rex. He picked up a spit in each hand, and with a twinkle in his eyes said,
"Aah, Girl-Kabobs."
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