Posted by jack on October 15, 2006 at 03:39:21:
Deep Roasted In The Heart of Texas
by Jack
Mary Lou had sex on her mind as she weaved through the noisy halls. A blast of winter air was a few moments away but she purposely left her coat open, an accommodation to the gawking boys, a reminder to the envious girls. Her nipples showed plainly in a pink cotton sweater. Mary Lou smiled when she noted the approaching Miss Bee check out her poky display.
"Dr. Dillon wants to see you, Mary Lou," Miss Bee said, coolly.
"How come? School is over!"
"Don't argue. Come along."
Mary Lou rolled her eyes. "Another lecture", formed the ruby lips.
Entering the principal's office, Mary Lou was surprised to find Dr. Dillon waiting for her in his underpants. She stared, not knowing what to think or say until Miss Bee knocked her cold with a rubber mallet.
"There we are," the secretary said some minutes later when Mary Lou's eyes fluttered open.
"While you were out, Mary Lou, certain things happened to you," Miss Bee continued in the pedantic voice that the students at Heart of Texas High School universally hated, with one exception.
"We took your clothes off, as you can probably tell. You see this syringe. Well, Dr. Dillon, stuck it in your neck and the result is that your vocal chords are gone for all practical purposes. The acid probably has done collateral damage to your throat which would make eating a problem for you if you were ever going to eat again, but you won't so you don't have to worry. The pain isn't much because Dr. Dillon gave you a localized anesthetic that is quite strong while it lasts. I have to leave now but I'll be back. In the meantime Dr. Dillon has something he badly wants to do."
Emily Jane had love on her mind as she exited the after school meeting of the Heart of Texas High School Dogooders Club, of which she was president. Emily Jane had adjourned the meeting after fifteen minutes because no one wanted to talk about anything except the cancellation of the football program. Emily Jane didn't care about football. Nor did she care about the football program's academic side also being canceled: 'History of Football', 'The Role of Football in Contemporary Society' and the popular feel good course, 'Football and You'. But everyone else at Heart of Texas High School cared deeply and Emily Jane's heart went out to them for their loss.
Although she was only going to the library to do the rest of her homework, Emily Jane buttoned up her coat in order to conceal as much of her wonderful figure as possible from the gawking stares of the boys, the envious eyes of the girls. Emily Jane didn't understand why God had cursed her with extreme sexual appeal. She often took comfort reminding herself that Job hadn't understood either. Emily Jane was relieved to find the halls less crowded than they had been when she had wended her way to the meeting room. The homework wouldn't take long. She had finished most of it earlier in the day when her class in Home Economics was canceled because of work going on in the classroom. Some new equipment being installed, she had heard.
Emily Jane was about to enter the library when Miss Bee rounded the corner and hailed her.
"Dr. Dillon wants to see you, Emily Jane. Come with me please."
"Oh, sure, Miss Bee," said Emily Jane, who respected Miss Bee, highly. Another chance to help, she thought, happily.
Entering Dr. Dillon's office, Emily Jane was surprised to find the principal fucking Mary Lou Bailey on the floor before his desk. Emily Jane had never seen a girl being fucked before, nor had she ever been fucked herself. Her interest was immediately piqued. Mary Lou made odd sounds as Dr. Dillon plowed her, something between gasps and gurgles. Emily Jane couldn't tell if Mary Lou was enjoying being fucked or not. Dr. Dillon seemed to be working hard at fucking her so Dr. Dillon must be enjoying it himself, Emily Jane concluded, since Dr. Dillon never worked hard at anything but, again, the enjoyment was difficult to discern. The principal huffed and grunted. He gritted his teeth. His face had turned beet red. None of this looked liked enjoyment to Emily Jane. As the teenager was considering the matter, Miss Bee knocked her senseless with the rubber mallet.
"Ah, there we are," Miss Bee said when Emily Jane's eyes fluttered open.
Emily Jane realized dimly at first and then with clarity that Miss Bee had her hand directly on one of Emily Jane's tits. At the same time, the girl sensed something strange about her throat. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing happened.
"Look here," Miss Bee said, holding up a mirror.
Emily Jane saw her face in the mirror. Her lips were brightly colored and she had rouge on her cheeks. She also had an unsightly red mark on her neck. Miss Bee pulled the mirror back, allowing Emily Jane to see more of herself. She was nude except for a very short yellow skirt that had red letters embroidered on it that said backwards, "SLUT WHORE".
"Never saw you with makeup before, Emily Jane!," boomed Dr. Dillon, who suddenly loomed above her.
Emily Jane blinked at the principal. She wanted to ask him what was happening but her mouth wasn't working and she had no feeling in her throat. She had a considerable amount of feeling elsewhere, however, owing to Miss Bee's busy hands. The hands had begun working Emily Jane over when the girl was unconscious and they continued doing it. Miss Bee put a finger in Emily Jane's warmed up honey hole. Back and forth the finger went, doing what only Emily Jane's own finger had ever done before.
Turning her head, Emily Jane spied Mary Lou lying on her back a few feet away. Mary Lou hadn't even a slut whore skirt to wear. Her arms were crossed low on her stomach, wrists tied; ankles tied, too. Emily Jane tried to read the nearly blank expression on Mary Lou's pretty face but suddenly, to her mortification, Emily Jane had an orgasm. She quivered and bucked and kicked her legs in the air and made strange sounds through her ruined throat while Miss Bee and Dr. Dillon watched in lust and amusement.
"This is just the beginning for you, girls. But the end won't be long in coming," Dr. Dillon said when Emily Jane finished with her orgasm. "You can take pride in knowing that thanks to you Heart of Texas High School football has been saved!"
That evening, in the gymnasium, Mary Lou and Emily Jane heard a fuller explanation from Dr. Dillon. The girls lay on mats behind improvised screens that had their names on tacked on poster boards. They had been serially fucked, first by members of the board of education, teachers and the janitorial staff, later by relatives in Mary Lou's case, and various town officials, all of whom had assembled in the bleachers. Dr. Dillon strode to the front to make the great announcement. He basked in the cheers. Everyone knew what he was going to say.
The state legislature had passed that very morning a special act recognizing "...the essential need for high school football in the State of Texas," further recognizing "the paramount importance of preserving the great football tradition at Heart of Texas High School". Closure of the local shotgun factory had shut off the tax revenues necessary to sustain football at the school, the act noted. Therefore, the new law henceforth authorized "any act irrespective of any contrary provision in the common law or any statute" jointly approved by the Heart of Texas Board of Education and the Town Council that would provide the money. Both approvals had been promptly obtained.
"As ya'll know," Dr. Dillon said, his voice rising with fervor, "a great benefactor has come to our salvation, our own Abner Battle. Abner lives in California now, little town called Dolcett, but we all remember his heroics on our own football field here at Heart of Texas High not so many years ago. Well, Abner's made himself a bundle in the meat business and he's given a nice chunk of that bundle to set up a football endowment for Heart of Texas High School. Yes sir! A damn lot of money! Now, as part of this arrangement Abner wants us, and by that I mean he's required us, to set up a new course for the curriculum. It's a course Abner calls "Meat girls 101" and we're going to get a taste of this course right now. We've already had some darn good tastes!"
Dr. Dillon waited until the applause quieted.
"Seriously, I'm proud of this community for how great everyone seems to be adapting to Abner's ideas. Abner will be giving most of the course himself. He has these Dolcett Lectures, he calls them. The lab part will mainly be what they call role play. Abner says once in a while he'll cook up a girl for real just to keep things honest. Miss Bee and I picked out two to kick things off and I do appreciate the nice things you've been saying to me and Miss Bee about the ones we picked. Mary Lou's folks were understanding like you would expect. She was a constant distraction to them just like she was to us. Emily Jane, of course, went overboard the other way. Never took advantage of what the good Lord gave her. We helped her out with that today! Now, Emily's folks didn't see eye to eye with us at first. None of them ever gave a darn about football in that family. Well, you see both her mom and dad grinning over there in the parents' seats? That's cause Dr. Blooming, our own certified lobotomist, helped give them a new perspective. All right, that's all for now. You know what's coming. Girls are going in the ovens soon as we break up this confab. We'll have a girl meat breakfast here round eight. School's off tomorrow in celebration."
Epilogue
The law became known as the "Emily Jane Rule" in honor of the sweeter of the two roasts that were consumed the next morning in the Heart of Texas High School gymnasium. Shortly after eight, the meat courses arrived on carts wheeled in from the Home Economics room where Emily Jane and Mary Lou had spent the night breaking in the new ovens. Their aromas wafted through the airy space, whetting a hundred appetites. Among the guests were the local dignatories who, with others, had fucked the teenagers in the time honored manner of sending meat girls on their final journeys. It had been thanks to Abner Battle that the folks of Heart of Texas learned of this time honored manner. Reverend Godsman of the First Baptist Church gave the benediction. Dr. Dillon made opening remarks and these included the principal's idea for the next such event. It would be in the fall, following the Homecoming Parade when the Queen would get a second crowning from Miss Bee's rubber mallet. The school board would have the final say on that, the principal noted, taking care not to overstep himself. The board voted its approval then and there.
A reporter from the Heart of Texas Weekly Bugle covered the breakfast for the paper's next edition which featured a large photograph on the front page of Emily Jane and Mary Lou side by side on the serving table. The story was the sensation everyone thought it would be not only in Texas but everywhere. Then it was old news. A woman in San Francisco became legally married to her dog. A break through in stem cell research enabled mice to read. A tsunami ended the war in Iraq and thankfully ended Iraq. In Heart of Texas, life went on with a certain urgency. Many families moved out of town and just as many moved in. When the new school year began in September, football was still king but there would be a queen like none before.