Cliffhanger

[Guest]

OOC: This is chain thread where each post (written by a different player) leaves the heroine in a cliffhanger. Enjoy (I would like to thank CelticHeart and an advert I saw on TV for giving me the inspiration).

I'll start it off:

IC:

At the front door, Stephanie Denton gave her friend a hug.

"Thanks, Carol. Had a great time." she told her.

Turning around, she walked to her car.

She was about to put her key into the driver's door when the car suddenly lurched forward and started rolling down the hill.

What the...??

Looking round, she saw that a huge block of ice had rammed her car in the back and was now pushing it.

Unable to believe what she was seeing, she stood there and watch both car and block of ice trundle down the steep slope to the shops below.

Suddenly she heard shouts.

"Look out! Here comes another one!"

Looking behind her, she saw an even bigger block of ice bearing down on her.

What does she do next?

 

[bearlee]

As the large block of ice bears down on her, Carol, throws herself over the top of her car to the other side-almost. Her boot catches on the passenger side door handle flopping to the ground face first, her left foot caught on the handle of the door. The large block of ice shoots past the car on the driver's side. "God am I lucky," she thought. Her friend Stephanie runs to the rescue but slips on the ice, sliding down the hill toward the car, hitting the bumper with her body. Somehow, the gear becomes disengaged and the car starts to roll forward, dragging Carol along side it. The car is headed toward the cliff and picking up speed. Certain death awaits.

 

[Guest]

Franticly Carol pulls at her boot, trying to free herself from her dilemma.

A man dashes out and quickly whips of the shoe, freeing her.

"Oh thank God!" and then to her horror watch her car carry on careering down the hill and smashing into a large shop front, setting off the alarms (both the shop's and the car's).

"I'm in trouble now!"

She then thanks the incredible hansome stranger.

"You saved my life! How can I ever repay you?" she asks.

"All I want it is....your cash. Hand it over!" growls the man, whipping out his gun.

Then the whole area is full of helicopters and police marksmen.

"Put your gun down and give yourselves up!" booms a voice through a loudspeaker.

Grabbing poor Carol by the throat, he pulls her to him, the pistol aimed at her temple.

"LIKE HELL, PIG! IF YOU DON'T LET ME GO, THE GIRL GETS PLUGGED!" he shouts out.

Poor Carol.

 

[Yoc]

Most women (and men for that matter) would have been terrified by the ordeal.

Not our Carol.

She cannot believe what is happening.

All she want to do is go home and have a nice cup of tea before going to bed.

She certainly does not want this dickhead (referring to the gunman) stopping her.

The poor sap (the gunman) doesn't stand a chance against the daughter of an ex-Sergeant-Major.

Grabbing the hand of her throat, Carol brings her lower body down and sends the surprised villan flying over her shoulders.

By the time he can react, she has already relieved him of his weapon and have taken it over to the waiting (and very surprised) police snipers.

"Here you go." she says to one of them as she walks past, plonking the gun in his hand.

That's better! I can now go home.

Famous last words.

As Carol walks down the street, a black limousine pulls up next to her and a dark window winds down.

"Hey you! Your name's Stephanie Denton?" with a strong Italian accent.

"No!" she replies surprised.

What would he want with Steph?

"My name's...." but before she can finish, a small pistol barrel appears and fires a drugged dart into her neck. Unconscious, Carol falls to the floor...

(OOC: Over to somebody else! )

 

[mfucker]

She stirs a little, as the light re-enters her eyes. Her head hurts as if a block of ice hit her. Maybe one did.

Trying to shake off the daze, she tries to get up, only to find herself tied to, of all things, a bed. Quite a few things run through her mind instantly; she had to figure out what had happened, and fast.

Then came the voices. She tilted her head to the right, and saw the door left ajar. And outside, were two men, almost yelling at one another.

"You idiot! I asked for Denton and you got me.....who the hell is that?" One short but fierce-looking man was yelling.

The other, was probably the one who slugged you. So it wasn't the ice-block.

"Get her out of here, as soon as possible, you hear?" the shorter man yelled again.

What one earth was happening? What did these guys want with Stephanie? She didn't realise the presence of another in the room, and before she knew it, she was out cold again, the last thing she remembered was the cold hard needle pressed into her arm...

 

[bearlee]

She came to, groggy at first, in a wooded area covered with snow, both the ground and her. Freezing to death, with the aid of a tree next to her, she pulled herself up. She stood for a minute trying to regain her strength and composure. No clue as to where she was, she started walking in the darkness with little to light her way except the moon shining through the bare trees. Slow arduous steps, she covered maybe a mile in about an hour's time. She could see a small hill in front of her. If she could get to the top, maybe she could get her bearings by surveying the surrounding countryside. With what she felt was the last of her strength, she made it the top and saw a small cabin not to far in the distance. Too weak to call out, she continued on. The cabin was dark. She knocked on the door, but no answer. Trying the doorknob, it was open. She walked inside. Apparently an old hunting cabin, she could make out an old oil stove in the corner. Fumbling around, she found some matches and lit a lantern. Walking over to the stove, lantern in hand, she tried to light the stove. No luck. She threw some old newspapers in it, struck a match and heard the beginning of an explosion from the old oil furance. She tumbled back, grabbing the lantern as she fell. Fire and smoke belched from the stove catching the raglike curtains on fire. In her retreat, as she fell, oil from the lamp, which had been dripping from it, fell, splashing oil on her pants. A slow fire spread across the floor following the trail of lamp oil. The fire was spreading to her and the trail of oil lead not only toward her, but on her. She tried to hurriedly get up bumping her head on a shelf. It didn't knock her out, but dazed her for a moment, leaving her lying on the floor as the fire spread toward her.

 

[cgraven]

Fire

He saw his cabin. Welcome shelter from the cold & snowy night. There was an explosion. Its' heat bathed his face singing his bread. The smoke and fire bellowed from the door. Damn got to get that fire out or I'm a dead man.

Without hesitation he shielded his face and charge in garbing the extinguisher by the door. Sweeping the jets of CO2 at the base of the fire he drove it back and then out.

It was then that he saw the young girl on the floor her pants smoldering on fire. Casting away the now empty CO2 extinguisher he quickly opened her pants pulling them and her panties down over her shoes. He drew out the flashlight from his pack to see how badly she was burnt.

The light played over her shapely legs, now and angry pink color, but not badly burned. The light and his eyes trailed up those legs to her soft downy triangle. He swallowed hard. Then...

 

[bearlee]

Carol looked up at the man that had saved her from certain death. She was thankful, at first, but then noticed something else. He held a knife in his hand and it was clear he was going to rape and then kill her. Badly shaken, she summoned all her strength, and pushed him back. His head hit the floor hard as he fell over backwards. Even without pants on, or panties for that matter, she knew he was only dazed. She out of the cabin and seeing his footprints in the snow, she followed them as she ran. She could hear a vehicle off in the distance. There must be a road she thought. She jumped over a ditch and fell. Sure enough, there was a road and she fallen right in the middle of it. Safe at last. Just follow the road and she would be safe. The snow felt good on her burns, but the coldness of the snow would surely freeze her. She had to get up, keep moving, one direction or the other. As she started to get up a semi rounded the bend in the road bearing down on her.

 

[Guest]

At the llast moment, the car skidded to avoid Carol and went careering into a tree.

"Oh my god!" thought Carol as she ran over to help.

Peering inside, she saw there were two passengers. The one at the far end was slowly moving, the one nearest to her, a man - still. At first she thought he was unconscious. Then she saw the blank eyes staring up at her.

The other figure, a woman, was now moving over to the man, trying to rouse him.

"Ted? Ted?" then was silence.

"Noooooo!" the woman screamed.

Shaken to the core, Carol moved away from the car. Her movement must have attracted the other woman's attention because she started to shout at her.

"You fucking bitch! You killed my husband! Do you hear me! You killed my Ted!"

"I-I am sorry..." Carol tried to say as she watched the woman move within the wreaked car.

Moments later, the car opened and the woman staggered out, brandishing something.

"My God! She's got a gun!" Carol realised as she started walking away.

"You fucking bitch! You killed the only thing decent in my life! Now I'm gonna kill you!" she screamed, taking aim.

Realising what was happening, started to run, her burns momentarily forgotten as she heard the woman behind her firing.

 

[Guest]

Her heart beating fast, Carol runs as fast as she can, zig-zagging hoping to avoid the frantic woman's shots.

Then she hears an almighty boom, like distant thunder.

The noise must have scared the woman has well since she has now stopped firing.

Where did it come from?

"Avalanche!" shouts the other woman.

Looking around, she sees the snow on the nearby slope moving towards them.

 

[bearlee]

As the mountain of snow and ice bore down on Carol, she looked back at the woman with the gun. The gun was no longer pointed at her. Looking at the wrecked vehicle, one of tires had fallen off and was laying in the road. Running quickly, she grabbed the tire, held it about waist high. Just as the snow and ice made it's impact, she did a flip through the air, an old circus trick she had leaned, land on top of the avalanche, sitting perfectly on the tire, riding the top to safety. The slope got steeper and steeper and the speed at which she was traveling picked up. Safely perched on the tire, she continued her ride, determined to stay with it until the flow of ice and snow stopped.

Part of the avalanche was ahead of her mowing down trees in its path, keeping her safe. All of sudden, just ahead of her, a large redwood was struck by the force and crumpled before her. Not only before, but was falling directly back toward her. It would be a matter of seconds before the giant tree crushed her.

 

[Yoc]

Only one chance!

She pushes forward, adding momentum which allows her to almost clear the tree. But at the last minute, a branch catches her head, knocking her unconscious.

*****

The first thing she feels is warmth as she slowly comes round.

"W-where am I?" she asks no-one in particular, her head throbbing.

Then she notices that she is laying on a bench, completely naked.

Suddenly feeling very afraid, she starts to get up only to stop as she sees someone enter the room...

 

[poohlive]

"Ahhh, Carol. Glad you're awake. You've had us all at a bit of a loss..."
She looked around, dazed. Slowly things started coming back to her. The reminants of the day. Everything that had happened, and now... now...
She was in a doctor's office.
She relaxed, only a little bit, seeing her clothes right beside her. Carol put them on quickly, fitting herself with some hospital bottoms.
"You have some minor burns, a little swelling from your ankle. Some concussions, although very light, and some pretty deep scratches on your back. I'd say it's been one hell of a week for you."
"You could say that again," she mumbled, looking at him. He went over some things with her. Allergies, old injuries, things like that. She explained, the best she could, what had happened.
"What a day,"he said, content with his examining, "Well, you're not in too bad of shape. You can leave here any time. The receptionist can call a cab for you to get back home. You two be careful now."
He laughed, stepping to the door.
"Us two?" she said, confused.
The doctor just looked at her, "You didn't know? It came up in one of the standard tests. Congratulations..."
"For what?" But she already knew what he was going to say.
"You're pregnant."
(HAH, get her out of that one)

 

[Guest]

easy

Suddenly the door was slammed open and a huge man dressed in army fatigues came running in, a mini-gattlin gun in his arms.

"Halt! Leave her alone." he shouted.

Carol watched in shock as the doctor who had examined her turned to the man.

"Look! This a hospital! I suggest you leave - immediately!"

"Oh shut your face!" replied the gunman, shooting the doctor.

Carol just stood there. The gunman turned his attention on her. Her blood went cold.

"You Carol?" he asked.

She nodded affirmative very quickly.

"Okay! You are coming with me - NOW!" he growled as he grabbed her arms and pulled her out of the room.

 

[Guest]

Hmmm! What can we do to the poor girl next?

Carol is in state of shock as she is 'escorted' away from the hospital. Bundling her into a black unmarked car, the gunman gets into the drivers seat, starts the engine and pulls away.

For long minutes, she just sits there as he drives through the streets but eventually, she plucks up enough courage and asks why he has done this.

The gunman just snorts as he fishes something out of the glove compartment. Chewing gum.

"Mr Sloane has asked me to retrieve you." he says, feeding the gum into his mouth.

"W-who's Mr Sloane?" she asks, still confused.

"My employer and your abductor."

Instead of giving her any answers, this conversation instead only serves to make Carol even more terrified. Glancing through the windscreen, she notices that they are caught in a major traffic jam on a busy street.

Taking a deep breath, she decides to make a break for it.

Grabbing the door open, she wrenches it open (thank God he hasn't locked it) and jumps out.

"Hey!" shouts the gunman but she is already off and running, quickly losing herself in the milling crowds...

 

[Yoc]

She has just thought she has lost him when out of the blue a blad-claded motorcyclist rides up onto the pavement and snatches her up in front of wide-eyed commuters, carrying her struggling and screaming away.

Ignoring the main streets, the biker takes to the back alleys, carring the protesting girl on his/her lap until they pull up in front of a lockup.

Carol then finds herself being pulled off the bike and shoved through a door.

Closing the door behind them, the motorcyclist switches on a light and starts to strip off the leather gear, revealing a pair of woman's breasts.

"Strip!" she says...

 

[bearlee]

Carol slowly takes off her clothes, getting down to her panties and bra.. Pulling her panties down, she reveals to the biker the biggest and longest dick know to mankind. It unrolls like a firehose to floor. The biker freaks and runs. Carol throws her dick over her shoulder and chases after here. Running to a nearby building, the biker, with Carol in pursuit, runs inside, up numerous flights of steps. Standing on the top of the building now, Carol rushes the biker, her her five foot schlong trailing behind her. The biker, standing at the edge of the building rooftop, moves to the side just has Carol's dick falls from her shoulder tangling itself in her legs. She trips and falls, headed over the side of the building to the street below.

 

[Yoc]

Damn this dick...

Luckily for our heroine(????), her formible manhood snares on a railing, its giant head catching between to bars and stopping her from falling to her demise.

However, she is too busy screaming out in pain to care at that point.

As she hangs there, suspended, the biker already made her getaway.; she doesn't notice the growing crowd of leather-clad women directly underneath her.

Gladys Phew, leader of the Hells Angelets, the meanest bunch of lesbian bikers this side of the Broncs.

It was her sidekick, Al (for Alison) who had spotted Carol just hanging there.

"Fucking hell!" she exclaims. "Look at the size of that dick!" not caring that someone is hanging on for dear life.

"You're right, Al." grins the leader, "Let's go and see what's going on."

Already, Gladys feels her pussy watering at the sight of the giant manhood...

 

[bearlee]

As the meanest lesbian biker gang starts into the building and up the steps to the roof area, all of sudden Carol's giant cock gains elasticity she starts to bob up and down like on a giant bungee cord. All of sudden at it's height, like a rubberband pulled too far, it snaps and Carol plummets to the street below!

 

[Guest]

Only to land in a pile of rubbish.

Coughing and spluttering, the she-male staggered into the alleyway. Peering up, she could see where she had fallen. She could also see something hanging in the rails.

"Oh no! Its my cock!"

Looking at her groin, she could see that it had been totally ripped away.

"Oh my God!" she cried.

Then a butch female voice shouted at her.

"Okay, bitch. I wanna fuck your huge dick - or else."

 

[bearlee]

Terrified, first noticing her dick gone, then seeing it hanging over the edge of the building-stretched out like a rubberband, then the threat of the butch-biker, Carol, faced downed her would be attacker. A stong gust of wind from the north untangled her dick from the top of the building causing it to fall, like a string from the heavens until just four feat above the biking butch standing so menacingly in front of her.

Carol ran toward her, placed her right foot on the thigh of the biker-bitch and jumped all in one motion, grabbing the string like dick. Falling back to the street, she quickly wrapped around the biker's neck, pulled her down toward the street and let go. The biker flew into the air as if shot by a slingshot. The recoil forced poor Carol back over the railing behind her and into the river below. Blood flowed from the open wound that once held her dick. An errant shark, smelling the blood, swam quickly toward her, jaws wide open, intent on ripping our heroine apart for a quick brunch before returning to the sea.

 

[Guest]

Panicking, she quickly jammed her dismembered dick into the shark's mouth. The shark, eager, to devour her, tried to gulp down the dick but due to its length, found it extremely difficult.
The dick, being instead a mouth, any mouth, started to swell up until it was literally suffocating the shark with its girth. Feebly struggling, the shark slowly fell into the depths, dying.

Free from danger, Carol swam to shore. Once on dry land, she inspected herself. Despite the blood, she wasn't really injured. Damn! I only had it sowed on last week! On her groin, where her dick had been was now a large hairy maw of a cunt.

Getting up, she decided to get back to her apartment as soon as poss. Self conscious of being half naked, she tried to pull her top down as she walked along the road. She only got half a mile when a large black car pulled up. Two men jumped out wearing black suits and sunglasses. They flanked a third.

"Good evening, Miss Jaims. If you would come this way, the President wants to see you." the third man said.

 

[Tibxo]

After a long car journey, Carol finds herself standing in a dark room.

At first, she thinks she is alone. However, a voice soon changes that.

"Good evening, Miss Jaims." the deep voice droned, catching her by surprise and making her jump.

"Eeek! Don't do that!" she squeals.

"Incredible!" says the voice, "Even now, she is in character."

What!!??

"Most impressive, Miss Jaims. You are as good as your reputations claims."

Reputation??

"Now do you know why you are here?" the voice asks.

"N-no!" she squeaks.

"It's about this." and a small light comes on, illuminating a portion of a table. On it is a photo. Carol goes over and looks at it.

"It's the Queen of England." she states.

"Incredible! You are completely right, of course."

"but why show me this photograph?" Carol then asks.

"I like that, Miss Jaims. How quickly you cut to the chase. Well, simply, we want you to assassinate her."...

 

[bearlee]

OOC: Answer to trivia question-who knows. Movie I think took three years to make, she released 11 in 1933, I guess by release date I would go with Below the Sea which was released about 10 days earlier. By the way, some scenes were censored: What did King Kong do with Fay's clothes when he stripped them away from her(this was cut)?

IC: Oh, what a precarious situtation our heroine has been left in. What to do. Having had a great-great-great grandfather fight in the Revolutionary War, only to lose his life, she said, "Okey Dokey!"

The year was 1927. Hiding herself on board the Spirit of St. Louis, she hitched a ride to Paris, France. Even then the French didn't wash much. As she approached a woman on the street for directions to England, the stench of the woman drove our heroine mad. The Frech woman raised her right arm to point toward England when the noxoius odor of her underarms dazed and stunned our heroine, but didn't completely knock her out. She did however stumble around town for awhile and inadvertantly joined the French Foreign Legion.

While on routine patrol in the desert, a sandstorm came up suddenly, catching her up in the sand and wind, bringing her down somewhere in Kansas or thereabouts. Little men were running around when all of a sudden a wicked witch appeared on the horizon flying right at her, followed by flying monkeys. She ran into a man made of tin with a hat looking like something he had stolen from Tom Terrific. He was such a heartless man, he grabbed her, threw her to the ground, raised his mighty ax, took deadly aim at her neck, and brought the ax toward its intended target....

 

[ariadne]

cliffhanger

Bearlee. I think you should keep this story going as it has given me more than a few chuckles. Quite absurd. I think we need to know what happens now that Carol has her new(or old ) back. Please continue!!!