The Adventures of Bayou Belle 2

Charcot Parrish, Louisiana. 10 am.

Cooter Jones's head snapped violently back as the redneck took another blow from Henri Dracoit's cane. He had been summoned to Dacroit's vast rice plantation just outside the small bayou town after the local business magnate had received some disturbing news about events which happened 24 hours earlier. The plantation owner was in a barely controlled rage and was unconcerned about the injuries he was inflicting to his Swamp Billy employee. However he silently regretted the damage that Cooter's blood stains were inflicting on the expensive Persian carpet he purchased some time ago in Baton Rouge.

"Damn idiot....did you think maybe instead of playing grope-a dope with your new friend maybe you could have brought her back for me to question her? Like Jean Francois told you before he left" "I'm sorry sir, just was so surprised by the whole mess....Ah wasn't thinking right...." pleaded Cooter in the hope that being pathetic would end the punishment from Dracoit who raised his cane to strike again. The plantation owner's actions were aborted when the ornate door to his study opened. Standing in the doorway was a beautiful woman. She was five feet eight inches tall, with her long dark hair done up in a hairstyle that seemed a decade or two out of style. Though she looked to be at most in her mid-30's, there was something about her which made people believe that she was siignificantly older than that.

That might have been due to the regal manner in which she comported herself, like a queen visiting commoners. A regal manner that was at odds with the fact she was wearing nothing but black lace panties and bra that barely contained her full breasts and that contrasted with her milk like complexion. "Henri....what in heavens name is all of this?" asked the woman with concern etched on her beautiful face. She stood with her hands on her hips in a confrontational stance..as she saw the blood flowing profusely from the face of Cooter Jones.

Dracoit, instead of answering simply waved his hand in her direction in a bored manner. The effect on the beautiful woman was immediate. She stood straighter, and her hands slowly fell to her sides. Her fine patrician features smoothed out as all emotion and thought drained from her face. He walked over to the woman and when he was directly in front of her he put his hands on her shoulders and spoke in a normal tone."Why...my darling Evangeline....you've woken early from your nap....why I I'm just giving our man Mr. Cooter here his weekly wages.......you see that...don't you darling."Evangeline Dracoit's eyes seemed to focus somewhat and she smiled and said "Why....of course...Mr. Jones.....Its a pleasure to see you again..."

Cooter who did not seem surprised at all by this strange conversation , said through his bloody mouth: "Evening Ma'am." "Are you helping with tonight's ball?" asked Evangeline of Cooter. Dracoit smiled. "Why no dear......Mr. Jones needs to go now..." replied Dracoit..signalling to two thugs took who dragged the beaten man out of the study. "Well...good night Mr. Jones" said the clearly hypnotised woman. As the thugs threw Cooter Jones out of the mansion..Jean Francois..Dracoit's right hand man entered the study. Dracoit waved his hand again and his wife's face became empty and passive again. "If I's had Monsieur Henri's powers..I still be married.." thought Francois. Putting that matter aside, he got down to business with his employer. "Boss.....this swamp girl...you don't think she's really.....?" asked Francois."That is a question that shall require more study. In the meantime, let us proceed with tomorow's entertainment. that might help us smoke out this new problem..." replied Dracoit. "But is she is the legend come back to life.......don't you think we should enlist the aid of your lovely Mrs. there?" said Francois..nodding his head in the direction of Evangeline as he spoke.

Dracoit pondered his deputy's words before responding. "No...as I said before, Beaux Bayou is a weapon of last resort..." replied Dracoit. He then turned his attention back to his bride. "Evangeline...how do you like the beautiful ball gown I bought for you in New Orleans?" The woman again seem to focus somewhat as her lips broke into a girlish smile. "It is divine darling.....but how do you think it looks on me?" said Evangeline.. swirling around, displaying the imaginary dress. "You look lovely, my dear....so lovely it would be a crime for you to withhold it from our guests any longer...and doesn't the orchestra sound wonderful?" Evangeline cocked her head and smiled, as if she could hear the nonexistent music.

Dracoit rang a bell and a tall blonde woman entered the study, moving like a zombie. The new arrival had been a supermodel and now looked fetching in her short french maid costume. Her face was expressionless. "Lilly...please bring my wife to the ball room." The beautiful, tanned model bowed and said "Yes...Master..." as she took Mrs. Dracoit by the arm and both padded out of the study on silent bare feet. Dracoit said: "I will join you and my guests presently." Drcaoit then turned back to his assistant. "Now Jean....I need the old fool to sign those papers...don't disapoint me the way Cooter did. Jean Francois looked down a a puddle of the redneck's blood on the floor of the study. "Yes sir..." he replied.

The next day....

Anna Lise drove the air boat through the waterways of the bayou with the confidence of a person who had lived her entire life there. The young girl loved the feeling of the damp air blowing through her hair and being so close to nature. 'Ah'm gonna have tuh git Miss Louise out here soon nuff..." thought Anna Lise. However her pleasant thoughts were interupted when her airboat turned a bend and she spotted five airboats docked at old Mr. Laroux's place. This was odd since the crazy. old codger was a recluse just as likely to shoot a visitor as talk to him. Sensing something was wrong, the beautiful Cajun teen cut off the engine to her boat and let it glide onto the shore 50 yards from Laroux's house.. Quickly she stepped off her boat, and stealthily made her way to side of the old cabin.

She could hear from inside Jean Francois yelling something about signing papers. She could hear sounds of violence and Laroux cursing the thugs in his home. Just as she tried to stand on her tiptoes to see into the side window, she heard footsteps coming around the cabin. For a moment the two thugs and Anna Lisel just stared at each other. Anna Lise was the first to regain her wits and ran for her boat. The Swamp Billies were no match for the agile barefoot girl who got to her boat and sped off. As she sped off, the thugs were joined at the water's edge by Jean Francois. "Get in the house..She's too scared to do anything..." he told them.

A short time later, Louise Dambier was sitting at the dining room table in Sheriff Dan Summers' house. She had moved into the guest room after Anna Lise convinced him that the hospitable thing would be to let the social worker stay with them instead of the dingy hotel. Louise was going through stacks of school records. Nearby, the Sherriff was playing cards with with Father Owen Dupree, the local pastor. Louise was just about to take a break for a while when a breathless Anna Lise ran into the house. "Uhhm Miss Louise.....Ah need yore help....rat away...." Louise immediately sensed that there was some kind of emergency. This thought was confirmed by the younger woman's next words, which were delivered in a lower voice lest the others in the house could hear: "An leave yore damn shoes and socks behind".

Anna Lise explained what she had seen as the two of them ran through town to the bayou's edge. "Slow down Anna Lise... the hot, rough pavement was is hurting my bare feet.." complained Louise. "Wel...if y'all would just go barefoot all the time like me you wouldn't be such a tenderfoot." replied the cajun teenager as she pulled the social worker along. Louise was about to complain some more when finally she stepped onto the soft wet soil of the bayou's edge. She had just a moment to think how nice and cool it felt after the pavement when the transformation happened again. Lightning flashed and thunder rolled as smoke swirled around her body.

After the smoke cleared, the bayou of Charco Parrish reverberated with the battle cry of " Je suis Bayou Belle!!!" Anna Lise beamed with pride to see that her friend had once more been transformed into the sexy Cajun Amazon of Justice. Louis now stood at over six feet tall. Her breasts had become, larger, firmer and tanned. Her full-length dress had been replaced by a skimpy pair of blue cut offs which revealed her long, tanned and muscular legs. A tiny white halter barely concealed her massive bust and showed off a toned abdomen. A white Mardi Gras style mask covered her blue eyes while a silver tiara was worn over her now flowing mane of black hair which reached down to her curvy waist.


"Quick Bayou Belle.....Ah will show duh ways to the Lacroux place." The Cajun champion smiled in response. "No need ma chere......ders nut a ting you can tell Bayou Belle about her bayou dat she don't know already!" quipped the beautiful Mistress of the Swamp. Back at the Laroux cabin, Jean Francois was placing the signed papers in a his brief case as the Swamp Billies poured kerosine on the floor and furniture. Old man Laroux sat tied in his chair bloody and barely breathing..thanks to the "persuasion" of Francois and the Swamp Billies. They were about to leave when they heard a woman's voice ask..."Been busy mes amis?"

Jean Francoise turned to the door and was shocked to see the swamp heroine from the other night. In her hands were the two swamp billies he had left standing guard outside fo the cabin. Before he could say anything, Bayou Belle hurled the two at his two other thugs, striking and knocking out one of them. She then approached Jean Francois who retreated towards the open side window. Preoccupied with Dacroit's enforcer...the beauteous Cajuan superwoman had forgotten about his last thug..and he had used that opportunity to soak a pair of thick rags in chloroform.

The memories of what transpired when the Mistress of the Swamp had attacked the Swamp Billies' boat were still fresh on his mind. He was a member of the crew and remembered seeing how easily Jean Francois had put her to sleep by rubbing her massive bust with chloroform. He remembered seeing her weak and sleepy in the firm embrace of Jean Francois and saying..."Uunhhh..Ah'm.. Ah'm ..feelin..so tuckered out..muh Bayou Breasts..they feel..weak...Bayou Nipples..Oohhhh.. harder then..an alligator's hide...Ah'm..Ah'm..so sleepy..Only thankin o men..playing with muh Bayou Breasts...Yuh got me pardner..." just before she blacked out

The thug now had the special chloroform rags in his hands and was creeping up on Bayou Belle as she stalked Jean Francois. He was nearly behind her when Bayou Belle grinned and said "NOt dis time." Before he could slip the drugged rags under the heroine's flimsy white halter top..she whirled around with lightning speed sent her left erotic bare foot into his face. The force knocked the hapless Swamp Billy across the cabin...he slammed against a wall and fell unconscious to the floor. This however allowed Jean Francoise to jump out the side window. He ran to the water's edge and took off the nearest airboat. Belatedly he realizedhe had left his briefcase witht he papers . Bayou Belle was about to chase after him when she realized how hurt the old man was. "Got no choice.....must get Monsieur to the hospital" as she picked Laroux up and ran from the cabin.

Meanwhile, Jean Francois drove the airboat halfway up the neatly manicured lawn of the Dracoit plantation. He run up to the main house porch where a strange scene was set. Six of the household staff, all gorgeous models in french maid uniforms with bare feet were sitting in a semi circle. Each had a glass of lemonade and a plate of cookies in hand or in their lap. Standing in the center of this odd group stood Evangeline, still in her bra and panties. As he drew closer he could hear her lecturing about the proper cutting of roses. She saw him and said in a light tone:"Why Jean Francois...don't tell me you've come for our litlle garden club's meeting...." He realized it was yet another of Dracoit's hypnotic mindgames he played on his wife. He responded "No ma'am, fraid not....could you please tell me where I might find your husband?" She responded "Why his silly ole study..of course." Jean Francois thanked her and politely excused himself.

Once inside the plantation house, he wasted no time giving all of the details. He then stood waiting for the inevitable punishment for his failure. He was therfore astonished when Dracoit broke into a huge smile. Carefully, the underling said: "AHm real sorry about not getting you those papers, Mr. Dracoit." "Don't fret...you've brought me information that is far more important than that piece of property......this new champion of the bayou is connected somehow to little Anna Lise..." replied Dracoit. "You don't think Anna Lise is Bayou....." asked Francois.

"Oh no...the bloodlines are not quite right...but she does seem to be best friends with her....know we know the proper bait...." replied Dracoit."But what do we do with that info...Bayou Belle kin be be put to sleep with chlarafarm....she's learnt about staying away from the breast rags.." said Francois. "Well I do think its time to bring in the A team....come with me..." replied Dracoit. The two evil men then went outside to where Evageline was still lecturing her imaginary garden club. With a wave of his hand, Dracoit silenced the woman. He stood in front of her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and commanded her to look into his eyes. She automatically complied.

"I am so sorry my dear to interupt y'all's meeting but there is something critically important to discuss. as I'm sure y'all remember....tonights the night of the annual debutante ball and we're hosting!!" "Yes...tonight....debutante ball" murmured the mesmerized woman. "Yes that's right my dear...and a very special one at that....your beloved niece Anna Lise is making her social debut tonight." said Dracoit. "Anna Lise?" asked Evangeline."Yes...that is unless the evil lady stops her." A look of anger flashed across Evageline 's face. "what....evil lady....." she whispered. Dracoit continued: " A very bad lady named Bayou Belle, that's who. she hates everything about our home...its peoiple ....its culture...its traditons. she wants to destroy it all...including our beloved bayou...and she plans on starting with poor little Anna Lise. And only you my dear can save her...and all of us. Yo do want to save your niece...don't you?" said Dracoit cunningly.

A tear was now rolling down the hypnotized lady's face. "Of course I do, darling. But what can I do...I am just a weak woman...." Dracoit smiled and said"Well...here's my thought ....tonight y'all are going to take one of your leisurely barefoot walks into the bayou....you remember what happens when you do that, darling?" Evangeline paused, concentrated and smiled. She whispered: "I change into Beaux Bayou, Mighty Queen of the Swamp" "Good girl...and when you do that, y'all will know what to do, won't y'all?" added Dracoit.

"I will destroy the evil lady. I will destroy Bayou Belle".Dracoit looked at Jean Francois and both villains smiled.

To be continued