Posted by Stephanie on January 14, 2004 at 02:32:49:
After finishing off Sam, Stephanie went back into the house. She went to Donna's bedroom and found a chest under the bed. She opened the chest and found a nine millimeter gun with silencer that was an exact match to her own.
"Ooo! He said this was the only one. If Pat weren't dead already I would plug him in the gut." said Stephanie.
She put the gun in her coat pocket then pulled out several daggers. She tucked them in her coat and walked back toward the front door. Stephanie noticed the late paper on the table and smiled.
"Wake of murder spree victims to be held tonight." read Stephanie.
Stephanie read on and found out that it was only Heidi's, Gary's, and Kim's wake. Evidentally her other victims were yet to be discovered.
"I'll get there early and get a few more set up for the funeral tomorrow." said Stephanie with a wicked smile.
Stephanie drove from Donna's house to the funeral home mentioned in the paper. She walked into the main room and tensed slightly. There were thre coffins at the far end of the room. Heidi, Gary, and Kim lay in the open coffins. Sitting near the coffins was Lee, Gary and Kim's son, a tall broad shouldered man who looked extremely uncomfortable in his dark suit. Beside Lee was his sister April, Stephanie's long time friend and rival. April was dressed in an almost skin tight black dress which showed off the slender body that Stephanie wished she had. When Stephanie walked in the door Lee didn't notice, but April looked at her and Stephanie knew she had been crying. One of the things about April that had always irritated Stephanie was her big blue eyes, not just her irises but even the whites of her eyes had a bluish tint, and in pain like she was the look in those eyes was enough to break even Stephanie's heart. The only other person in the room was Heather, Heidi's sister. Heather wore a black sheath skirt, white blouse, and black jacket. She looked at Stephanie and a faint smile came to her full lips. She walked toward Stephanie with a sashay that was more at home on the catwalk than in a funeral home, but that was where a model like Heather was most comfortable. Stephanie met Heather and put her arms around the tall blonde. She carefully positioned Heather where she was between Stephanie and Lee.
"It's just awful. They way she died. I only hope she didn't suffer too much." sobbed Heather.
Stephanie took her right hand from around Heather's waist and put it in her pocket.
"I'm sorry Heather, but Heidi really did suffer a lot." said Stephanie as she pushed the barrel of her gun into Heather's tight gut.
"Steph!" gasped Heather.
Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Heather's eyes closed tightly and her teeth clamped together as bullets burned through her middle. The bullets went through her lithe body and found the second mark that Stephanie had aimed for, Lee's chest. He jerked back, then slid down his chair and hit the floor like a sack of potatoes. Stephanie pushed Heather back and took a step back. Pfft. Pfft. Heather groaned as bullets pounded into her big tits. She fell back over Lee and lay motionless.
"Stephanie, how could you?" scolded April as she stood.
The look on April's face had gone from grief to rage and the sound of her voice made Stephanie's blood run cold. April was walking toward her with long purposeful strides. Stephanie didn't have time to do all the things she really wanted to do to April. With the amount of adrenaline in her system right now a bullet in the belly wouldn't even slow her down, a fact that occured to Stephanie when she pointed the gun at April's tight gut.
"Oh and I so wanted to shoot her in the belly." whined Stephanie as she raised the gun
Pfft. Pfft. April stopped dead in her tracks and her head snapped back as bullets tore through her pretty blue eyes. She fell in a heap over Heather and Lee.
"You would think through all the years and all the catfights that we've been in that I would have remembered April's nasty temper." said Stephanie sadly.
Stephanie replaced the clip in her gun and walked carefully through the funeral home. She found the place empty up until she came to a hall outside the restroom, where she found three young women waiting. The closest to her was Ada, a slim blonde with bright green eyes dressed in a gray dress. She like Heather was a model and had the body to strut on any catwalk in the world. Next was Ada's sister Sarah, a voluptuous red head with big electric blue eyes, straining a black dress to its limits. Near the door of the restroom was Caitlin, Sarah's teenage daughter, who looked like a just slightly shorter version of her mother right down to the tight black dress. They didn't even notice Stephanie as she walked into the opening of the hallway. Stephanie pulled out her other pistol and held them both ready.
"Good evening, ladies." said Stephanie in a low breathy voice.
Stephanie emptied both of her clips into the young women. Ada raised her hands over her head and slammed back into the wall behind her. Sarah folded her hands on her belly, bent, and spun on her heel toward Caitlin. Caitlin proved to be the only smart on of the bunch, she fell flat on her belly and lay still. When Stephanie stopped shooting, Ada slumped to the floor with a groan, Sarah fell beside her gasping heavily, and Caitlin still lay on her belly. Stephanie put one of the guns away and put a fresh clip in the other as she walked toward the fallen women. Stephanie looked down at Ada, she had two bullets in her belly and and three in her left breast. A little blood trickled from the corner of her mouth and her eyes stared blankly up at the ceiling. Ada was dead. Stephanie nudged Sarah in the side with the toe of her shoe and Sarah rolled over with a groan. She still had her hands folded tightly on her belly. Aside from a bullet in her left thigh, she had only been hit in the gut. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Sarah jerked as bullets cut a straight line across her big tits. She gagged as her bright blue eyes rolled upward. Stephanie pointed her gun at Caitlin's forehead and looked down into her pretty blue eyes.
"I missed you altogether didn't I Caity girl." said Stephanie.
Caitlin smiled as she slowly got to her feet. When she stood up Stephanie saw that she had been mistaken, there was a fresh bloody hole right in the middle of Caitlin's belly. Stephanie stepped back and motioned for the red head to follow her. Caitlin winced as she stepped over her mother, then her aunt.
"Ada's middle name is Caitlin isn't it?" asked Stephanie.
"It was, I don't think that matters to her any more now does it." spat Caitlin.
"You're no fun Caity girl." said Stephanie.
"I'm sorry I don't amuse you. It's hard to be funny when you're standing face to face with the woman who just killed your mother." said Caitlin.
"You're standing there in more pain than I ever want to feel and you're too angry to even complain about it. I would say you have guts, but the euphamism doesn't apply to you anymore." said Stephanie with a smile.
"If you're going to kill me, do it and get over with. Don't talk me to death." groaned Caitlin.
Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Caitlin grimaced and bent slightly as bullets tore through her tits. She turned and fell back across Ada and Sarah. She lay with her belly on the belly of the woman she had been named after and her head on the belly that had bore her. Caitlin had joined her mother in death. Stephanie put a fresh clip in her gun and was about to leave when she heard the toilet flush.
"I guess they were standing her for a reason." said Stephanie with a smile.
The door opened and a tall heavy set red head walked out. She was dressed in a tight black skirt, white blouse and held a black jacket in her hand.
"Pretty Pam." said Stephanie with a big broad smile.
The red head let out a gasp when she saw the three fresh corpses at her feet. Pam looked up at Stephanie and shook her head.
"Steph, don't do this." gasped Pam.
Pam was Stephanie's cousin, but aside from a bloodline the only think the women really had in common was their baby blue eyes. Stephanie knew her cousin very well and could tell by the way her hands were shaking and her lower lip was quivering that Pam was well beyond rational thought. She put her gun away and pulled out one of the daggers she had took from Donna. Pam looked at Stephanie as if she were in a dream as the smaller woman stepped around the bodies and up to her. Stephanie lay the point of the dagger to Pam's waist and winced slightly.
"Pammy, you've been holding out on us." said Stephanie as she patted Pam's belly and smiled when she heard a solid thump.
Pam's broad hips and huge tits gave the illusion that the red head was overweight, but she was actually in excellant shape and Stephanie realized that she was going to have a hard time driving the dagger into Pam's belly.
"I hope she sharpened this thing." said Stephanie as she pulled the dagger back.
Stephanie put all her weight behind the thrust. Pam shrieked in pain as the razor sharp blade slid to the hilt in her gut. Pam staggered back bent over in pain. The agony had snapped her back to reality and she looked up the woman she called her favorite cousin with a questioning look.
"Why? oh come now Pam you enjoyed our little fantasies as much as I did." said Stephanie.
"Fantasy! Stephanie it was a fantasy." gasped Pam.
Stephanie smiled as she lay her hand on Pam's cheek.
"Well Pretty Pam, you know where you're going to get it next don't you?" asked Stephanie.
Pam shook her head.
"Before you do, one last kiss?" Pam asked.
"Sure Pam, I've always wanted to anyway." answered Stephanie.
Stephanie leaned closer to her cousin and pressed her lips against Pam's thin lips. Stephanie had been to intent on the look on Pam's face to notice that Pam had slipped a pocket knife out of her jacket. As they kissed Pam slid the knife into Stephanie's belly just to the right of her navel. Stephanie's eyes snapped open wide and she pulled back with a scream.
"Oh you bitch." grunted Stephanie as she staggered back.
"I'm like you Steph. You didn't expect to catch me without a knife did you?" gasped Pam.
Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pfft. Pam grunted as bullets bounced her tits. Blood trickled from the corner of her small mouth as she fell back. Stephanie grunted as she pulled the knife out of her gut. She looked down at the handle and laughed.
"To Pam from Pat." read Stephanie.
Stephanie stumbled out of the funeral home and to her car.
"Not much time left. I have to go home. One more to go before I'm through." gasped Stephanie.