Posted by The Panther on June 14, 20010 at 11:51:23:
It was late November 1963 and five gorgeous young women sat together in
the cantina in Disneyland. Annette Funicello in her tight black slacks
and white t-shirt stretching over her body, Elyssa Davalos wore a
western type dress complete with petticoat underneath, Jayne Mansfield
wore a loose fitting red dress but even that couldn't disguise her big
pregnant belly, Morgan Fairchild in a tight white evening gown, and
Raquel Welch wore a robe over a red bikini.
"Why are you here,
Raquel, I can tell from that outfit, you're not in a Disney production."
said Jayne.
"Out of all the backlots, Disney has the best food."
answered Raquel with a smile.
Men dressed in western outfits walked
up to the table and pulled it away from the booth that the women were
sitting. They all drew guns.
"Oh noo!" gasped Elyssa as bullets cut
into her belly.
Before she could react she felt bullets hit her tits
and she bounced back against the booth, then slid to the floor. Jayne
gasped as she was pulled to her feet. Her dress was ripped off
revealing matching red underwear underneath. One of the men drew a
knife from his belt and lay the point under Jayne's bulging belly.
"Oh no! I'm pregnant! You wouldn't!" gasped Jayne.
Jayne's mouth
fell open wide and her eyes bulged as her swollen stomach was slit up
the middle. Tears ran down Jayne's eyes as she watched her unborn child
pour out of her belly along with her guts.
"Did she have a name?"
asked the man with a knife as he bent down over the squirming child.
"Mariska! I was going to name her Mariska." answered Jayne.
He
stuck his knife in the little girl's belly and held her up where Jayne
could watch as the child stopped squirming and just slumped over the
knife. Jayne jerked as they pumped four rounds apiece into her big tits
and let her fall over her own insides, then he pinned the child to
Jayne's back.
"Now that was just..." began Annette as she stood.
One
of the men drew a gun with a silencer and pointed it at Annette.
"Why?" asked Annette.
"You whine so nicely, we want to hear it." he
answered.
Puff. Puff. Puff.
"Ohh! Ooo! Ohhhnhh!" whimpered
Annette as three bullets slipped into her soft belly.
Annette folded
her hands over the wounds and tears ran from her eyes.
"Why did you
shoot me in the belly?" whined Annette.
Puff. Puff. Puff. Puff.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhwuuhhh!" whined Annette as bullets smacked into her big
tits and spun her around.
She did a complete turn before falling back
in the booth and sitting there with her eyes rolled upward and blood
trickling from the corner of her mouth.
"I can moan a lot better
without the bullets." said Raquel in a low breathy voice as he dropped
her robe.
Shump. Raquel's eyes widened as an arrow slid into her big
belly button. She looked toward the door where two men dressed as
Indians stood with bows drawn.
"Son of a bitch!" spat Raquel as she
wrapped her hands around the arrow.
Shump. Shump.
"Shooooo!"
spat Raquel as arrows slid into her big tits.
She fell back into the
booth and sat motionless.
"Ah shit!" gulped Morgan as she stood,
facing six drawn revolvers.
Morgan raised her hands and staggered
back as they began to fan the guns, sending lead pouring into Morgan's
thighs, belly, and boobs. When it finished Morgan just managed a
croaking sound as she sank to the floor a bloody mess.
"Thank you
guys, still cheaper than severance pay." said a casting director as he
paid the men as they walked out the door.