Posted by The Black Knight on April 02, 2000 at 17:11:49:
A young man walked a short hall. He was fairly tall with short cut black hair, dressed all in black wearing a nine millimeter automatic pistol in a shoulder holster and had a crossbow slung his other shoulder. There were three doors in the hall and on the three doors there were plates that had names. The names were Earnest, Pierce, and Wilson. He walked to the first door and opened a panel on it to look at Janie and Crystal Pierce. Janie was fairly short with long bright red hair and big green eyes. In her late thirties to early forties Janie was in excellent shape and loved the longing looks that she still caught from men. She wore a skin tight green blouse and jeans which showed off her very feminine body. Crystal was a bit taller with long dark blonde hair and and big bright green eyes. Her cut-off white tank top and jeans showed a body that was even better than Janie's but then she was just a few days past her eighteenth birthday. He stood and listened to them for a moment. Crystal put her arm around Janie and lay her head over on Janie's shoulder.
"Mom, what do they want with us?" Crystal asked.
"I wish I knew honey." Janie said as she put her arm around Crystal's slender waist.
Thip.
"Aaahh!" Crystal screamed as she jerked back.
She looked down in horror and Janie looked over at her daughter.
"Crystal!" Janie screamed as blood began to bubble out of the blonde bombshell's deep round navel.
Thip. Thip.
"Mom!" Crystal gasped as she folded her hands on her tight young belly.
Janie began to cry as she started to lay Crystal on the floor. Thip. Thip.
"Hoooooo!" Janie grunted as she jerked back and bent slightly at the waist.
"Mom?" Crystal gulped as she saw enlarging blood stains on her mother's trim belly.
"D-don't worry about me, honey." Janie gasped.
"Don't...kid me Mom. We're both...gutshot!" Crystal gasped.
Thip. Thip.
"Uhnhhh!" Crystal grunted as she jerked in her mother's arms.
Janie sobbed as she saw bullet holes in Crystal's large breasts. Janie looked down into her daughter's big green eyes and saw only the whites over her eyes, with just barely any of the green irises visible at the top. As Crystal began to convulse Janie began to sob as she realized her daughter was dead. Janie looked toward the door with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Why?" Janie screamed.
Thip. Thip. The only answer Janie ever got was the sound and agony of bullets ripping into her enormous breasts. She slumped back to the floor beside Crystal and lay gasping for a few seconds. Her big green eyes stared blankly at the ceiling as blood streamed from both corners of her mouth. Both mother and daughter were dead.
He closed the panel and walked down the hallway to the door with the sign Wilson on it. He opened the door and walked in. Inside the room were Tammy and Carla Wilson. Tammy was about medium height, with long bright red hair and big blue eyes. She wore a skin tight white blouse and a jean skirt, which clung vehemently to her voluptuous body. Her hands were shackled to the wall beside her head and her ankles to the floor. Carla was about the same size as Tammy, with long dark brown hair, and big deep brown eyes. Her red dress was stretched very tightly over her body and looked like the seams were about burst over her enormous bosom. Carla was on her knees just a few feet in front of Tammy, with a chain tightly across her calves and shackles on her wrists with chains running to the ceiling holding her arms straight out to her sides.
"Couldn't you find a more comfortable position?" Carla asked wryly.
"Humor in the face of death, that's unusual around here." he said as he walked up to Tammy.
"Do what ever you want to me, just leave her alone." Tammy said.
"The love of a mother." he said as he ran his hand through Tammy's red hair.
"Why am I down here, like this?" Carla asked.
"To get a good look, ring side seats you might say, as I open the belly that bore you." he said as he lay a knife between Tammy's knees.
"Oh no!" Carla gasped.
With one quick motion he jerked the knife up to Tammy's sternum, effectively laying the red head open. Tammy closed her eyes tightly and arched her back as she dreaded what was coming. She was a nurse and knew all to well with the abdominal wall breached there was nothing to hold her entrails inside. A sick look came over Tammy's face as her bowels gushed out of her body and fell right in front of Carla. Carla let out a squeal as Tammy gagged on her own blood. Carla shuddered as she looked into the gaping hole that had once been her mother's belly. He bent down and grabbed a loop of Tammy's small intestine and wrapped it around the brunette's throat. Carla's eyes bulged and she bucked in her bonds as she realized that she was being strangled by her own mother's guts. As she began to black out Carla noticed that Tammy was already dead. As soon as she stopped struggling the man in black stopped the pressure on Carla's unique garrote. He drew his gun and walked around in front of her. As he emptied his gun into the young brunette he mused at the way her big 38c breasts danced from the bullet impacts. He walked out leaving this pair dead.
He walked down the hall again to the door with the sign Earnest. Inside were a pair of sisters, Heather and Heidi. Both were blonde blue eyed bombshells with looks that any model would kill for. Heather was three years older, married, and no longer used the name Earnest. She was the taller of the two, and until two months before had been the slimmer. Her long light green dress clung tightly to her body showing her big full breasts, and the fact that Heather was four months pregnant. Heidi wore a tight white dress which showed off her model propotions. Heidi smiled politely and stepped in front of Heather as he walked in. He put his hand under Heidi's chin and lifted it slightly. Heidi grunted as he guided her away from Heather.
"I will get to you in a moment, Ms. Heidi." he said as he let her go and walked back to Heather.
Heather smiled as she saw the disappointed look on Heidi's face.
"She would put herself in front of a bullet for you, but then she is your sister." he said.
"Has nothing to do with that, and everything to do with this." Heather said patting her big belly.
"You are a gorgeous young woman, kind of makes me envious of the man who did that." he said as he walked back toward Heidi.
He leaned in close to her, brushed her blonde hair back off her ear, and whispered:
"You shouldn't have done that Heidi. I was going to make her watch you suffer, now you're going to have to watch your sister take a shaft in the gut."
Heidi jerked back with a disgusted look on her face. He smiled as he walked out the door. He turned and opened the panel, then pulled his crossbow off his shoulder. He watched as Heidi told Heather what he had said.
"No...not in the stomach...please not in the stomach!" Heather pleaded.
Shomp.
"Hooooo!" Heather screamed as she was pushed back by the impact. The shaft stuck almost to the fletches in the center of her big rounded belly.
Tears ran down her cheek as she realized that her baby was dead. Shomp.
"Oooohhhhh!" Heidi screamed as an arrow pierced her trim belly.
He closed the panel and walked away to let the Earnest sisters bleed to death.