Pep Rally Bloodbath At Cannibal Camp part 3 (466 hits)
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Submitted by Barny (Banging by the Book) Meinhoff (View user info) at 2007-02-07 17:17:32 EST
Chapter 6. Big League Facials.
Madonna peeled off her thin cotton t-shirt and dropped her red shorts, kicking them to one side, She stood on the end of the small wooden dock on her bra and knickers hands on hips surveying the water of the lake.
Shakira watched Tiffany in disgust as she realised the woolly jumper champion was totally checking out Madonna's ass.
"Fuckin lez." She bawled, Madonna turned and smiled as she assessed the situation. She fixed Tiffany with half shut eyes and began to sing as she sauntered towards the blushing songstress.
"I think were alone now, there doesn't seem to be anybody round."
"Get tae fuck you radge cunt!" Tiffany snarled, "I wasn't checking you out, just the big shit stain on the back of your gunties. She kicked off her pixie boots and pulled down her leggings before throwing off her large multicoloured knitted jumper.
She strode purposefully towards the edge of the jetty before taking a perfect dive into the cool dark water. After a second she broke the surface again before setting out towards the errant rubber rings and floats that had been left in the water from that mornings swimming gala.
Bill sat cross legged on the floor of the lake; he had the remains of a catfish in his hands and was absently chewing his way through the spine. Other fish darted back and forth picking off floating morsels' as they escaped Bills mouth. Some of the bones from the fish had torn through his lip and were protruding like giant whiskers from his face. The old Bill would have remarked on how them catfish bones had made him look just like a catfish himself.
The new Bill however gave the bones no thought at all, the new Bill was out of his fucking mind with hunger and since waking up on the bottom of the lake his only focus had been on eating fish.
He gradually became aware of a commotion above him and paused to look up. He saw a long white thigh, he saw a flailing arm and a pail midriff, He saw a foot, he saw a girl..........he saw more food.
Tiffany approached the first of the errant rubber tyre tubes; she slipped under the water and came up in the middle of the ring. Turning onto her back she began to scull with her hands and return to the bank.
Twelve feet below her Bill kicked away from the bottom of the lake leaving a trail of mud to follow him like ice clouds following a hungry comet.
Back on the jetty Madonna half squatted down and let one toe pass through the water, it wasn't cold as such but she shuddered anyway, it was what people would have expected. She was about to take the plunge into the dark when something caught her eye.
Thirty yards out and just a bit beyond Tiffany's kicking feet something had broken the waters surface.
Tiffany could hear a commotion over the splashing of her own feet and she half turned in the water to look back at the girls on the bank. They were both in the lake up to their knees, waving their arms and screaming. She slowed to a stop and stared at them, they were gesturing back towards the way she had just come. She turned at the same time as bill collided with her.
As he grabbed at her she slipped out from the inner tube and they both dipped beneath the surface of the water.
Tifanys head bumped softly against the mud floor of the lake. She was upside down, blinded by water and choking on the mouthful she had inhaled as she went under. Her bladder let go and she clung on with her mind to the warm sensation round her crotch. She felt a sharp pain digging in her leg and looked up towards her feet, Bill pulled his head back from the inside of her thigh and tore a large chunk of flesh away in his teeth.
She screamed as Bills head was obscured by the sudden and alarming cloud of blood that pumped out from her torn peripheral artery.
Bill turned, alerted by the bubbles and noise coming out of the face of his meal. Excited by the commotion he lunged towards her, snapping, biting and grabbing.
He had eaten most of her nose, top lip and burst her left eye before loss of blood made her go still.
The little fish swam in ever decreasing circles round bill, occasionally one would dart in and grab a mouthful of Tiffany as the bits fell away from Bills continually chewing mouth.
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