Posted by Stephanie on October 13, 2008 at 08:01:40:
Nine gorgeous young women stood in a hotel lobby. The looked around
nervously then at invitations that each held. The nine young women were
Beyonce Knowles, Jessica Alba, Mariah Carey, Solange Knowles, Soledad
O'Brian, Sophina Brown, Tatyana Ali, Tyra Banks, and Victoria Rowell.
The reason for the apprehension was the fact that the hotel was closed,
in fact the whole town was empty.
"I don't know Beyonce, maybe it's just one elaborate joke." said Solange.
"If it is I want to hear the punch line." said Beyonce.
Pfft. Pfft. Pfft.
"What was that?" asked Jessica.
"Sounded liked compressed air." said Soledad.
"Or a silencer." Solange gulped as she leaned on the front desk.
"Why so morbid, little sis?" asked Beyonce.
"Not morbid, realistic." said Solange as she looked down at three bullet holes in her gut.
Pfft. Solange spun to the floor with a bullet hole just right of the center of her left breast.
"Damn, right through the heart." said Sophina.
"Let's get out of here, before we get turned into targets." said Victoria.
The eight remaining women walked out of the hotel.
"Why don't you call for a taxi, Vicky." Soledad said with a smile.
"It's not funny Soledad, my sister's dead and we could be next." Beyonce snapped.
"I know, I just..." began Soledad.
Shump.
"...OOooooohhh!" screamed Soledad as she bent a little with an arrow in her belly.
Shump.
Shump. Soledad closed her eyes tightly as she slammed back into the
wall with arrows stuck in her big boobs. She slid down the wall with
blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
"Scatter." Sophina snapped as she ran down the street.
The seven remaining women ran different directions looking for shelter
or a phone in the ghost town. Victoria ran into a store when she saw a
man standing behind the counter.
"Excuse me sir, do you have a telephone?" asked Victoria.
He
pointed at an old pay telephone hanging on the wall. Victoria dug in
her purse for some change as she walked toward the phone.
"I wish
it hadn't been you who came in here. You really do deserve better than
this, Victoria." said the old man as he walked up to her.
Victoria's
eyes opened wide and her mouth fell open as he drove the point of a
sword into her softly rounded belly. When he got it half way through
her he began jerking and turning the sword around ripping her insides
apart. Then he pulled the sword free and Victoria fell to her knees
with blood covering her full lips.
"For you, a woman of such grace
and beauty I will end it swiftly, otherwise you'll be here suffering
all day." said the old man.
"Oooh!" gasped Victoria as he drove the point into her left breast.
Her eyes closed as she fell to her side. She flopped a couple times, then lay completely still.
Beyonce went back into the hotel where Solange lay. Beyonce took off
her jacket and lay it over her sister's face and chest. As she stood
she noticed footsteps behind her. She turned just in time to get a
knife rammed up under her rib cage.
"Hulllhhh!" spat Beyonce as she bent over a little.
She winced, then relaxed as she fell to her knees, then rolled over her sister's body.
Tatyana ran to the end of town and what had once been a stable. She stepped into the darkness, then stopped short.
"Oh dear God no!" gasped Tatyana when she felt something cold in her big deep navel.
Tatyana's
eyes grew accustomed to the dark and she gulped when she saw that it
was a thin rapier that had been placed in her belly button. She winced
as the blade began to move around in her navel.
"On the bright side at least it's not a pitchfork." said Tatyana trying to force a smile in spite of her situation.
Any
attempt at mirth vanished as the blade did into her gut. She let out a
deep gasp as the sword was pulled back out of her belly.
"Don't know which hurts worse, going in or pulling it out." gulped Tatyana as she folded her hands on her belly.
She watched as the bloody blade darted at her twice.
"Oh you dirty bastard." gasped Tatyana as she felt the blade go in and out of her big tits.
Blood dribbled from her lips as she fell back.
Tyra was running the opposite direction when her ankle hit a thin wire.
She felt it pull and heard a spring in front of her but it was too late.
"Oh fuck!" gulped Tyra.
The
ex-model was picked up off her feet as a spear sprang up in front of
her burying the head deep in her soft belly as it rose. The spear rose
straight up in the air with the head eight feet in the air and Tyra
draped over it, skewered through the middle.
"Oh God, I don't want to die like this. It takes days to die impaled through the gut." gasped Tyra.
She
went limp as she thought she was passing out from the pain, but the
truth was that the poison on the spear head had done its job and shut
her nervous system down, killing her in less than a minute.
Jessica was behind the bar crouching and trembling in terror. A hand
clamped down on the back of her neck and yanked her to her feet,
smacking her back into the bar. She looked up into the face of a man
that looked like a cowboy fresh off the trail. He drew his pistol and
put the barrel against her belly.
"It's hard to believe you just popped a baby out of that belly a few months ago." he said.
Jessica gulped and nodded. He pushed her down the bar as he put his gun away.
"Pour me a drink." he commanded.
Jessica
reached under the bar and smiled when she felt a shotgun underneath.
She wrapped her hand around the stock just as the cowboy drew and
fanned off three shots.
"Ohh nooooo!" screamed Jessica as three hot slugs tore into her belly.
He
fired two more shots and Jessica raised her hands and slammed back into
the mirror as her big tits shook from the impact. Blood poured over her
lower lip as she fell to the floor.
Mariah made as far as the
sherriff's office and ran in. She was walking in front of the main
window when she was stopped in her tracks by three hollow thumps.
Mariah's lower lip quivered as she looked down at three arrows stuck in
her belly.
"Oh no! Nooooooo!" trilled Mariah.
She stumbled back
and sat down on the sherriff's desk trying to pull the lowest arrow out
of her belly. Shump. Mariah's eyes closed tightly and her teeth
clenched as an arrow hit in the pit of her stomach. Shump. Shump.
"oooo-hoooooo!" whined Mariah as arrows pierced her big tits.
She lay back on the desk and blood ran from the corner of her mouth.
Sophina had heard all the screams and realized that she was alone. She flattened herself against a wall in a small alley.
"It won't help." a man's voice said.
"What?" Sophina gasped.
"Hiding won't help that sick cold feeling stabbing into the pit of your
stomach right now." he said as he lay his finger gently on her waist
below her navel.
"What do you want from me?" asked Sophina.
"We saved the best for the last."
Sophina
sort of smiled as he pushed her long curly black hair over one shoulder
and kissed her neck. Sophina stiffened as he slowly unbuttoned her
blouse started at her collar down to her jeans, laying her blouse open.
"What are you doing?" asked Sophina.
"Given my choice I would let you live a long life and die a happy old
woman of old age, but we don't always get what we want." he said as he
drew a knife.
He lay his other hand on her cheek and wiped a tear away.
"This is going to hurt, I can't help that, but I'll try to make it as quick as I can."
Sophina's
bright brown eyes looked at him in surprise as the blade slid into her
ebony belly. Sophina's eyes snapped shut tightly and her teeth clamped
together as he twisted the knife around, slashing her intestines.
"Ulllkhh!" grunted Sophina as he slashed around again, this time cutting one of her kidneys as well.
Another sharp slash drew a moan from the lovely actress.
"It won't be long now that one hit your liver."
He gave a quick upward thrust to the knife. Her mouth fell open and her eyes popped open.
"Oh!" gasped Sophina, partly in surprise and partly in pain.
Somehow
she knew that the knife had just pierced her heart. He pressed his
right hand in on her belly above the knife and blood ran from the
corner of her mouth. He lay the tall slender woman down on her back and
gently closed her eyes.