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| Author: | BC [ Wed Jun 22, 2011 1:16 am ] |
| Post subject: | The Adventures of Bayou Belle |
The Adventures of Bayou Belle Louisiana, New Orleans. 9 am. Louise Dambier was social worker by profession..a graduate from Tulane University. She was 5"6 tall and had a creole background with some Spanish and Native American Indian but predominately looked like a beautiful Cajun from the wilds of Louisiana . She was beautiful with black hair and a significant bust but kept those features hidden to a degree by keeping her hair in a tight bun, big librarian-type glasses and wearing dull coloured business suits, skirts and sensible, flat shoes. As she rode the bus out of New Orleans..Louise pondered why her boss at the Social Services Centre..had assigned her to Charcot Parrish located in the southern most swamps or bayous in the state. Her assignment was to help bring the people there into the 21st Century and out of the reported, perpetual time warp that Charcot Parrish seemed to be in. Louise had done some reading on the place..before leaving New Orleans. It is a secluded, backward place dominated by a large rice plantation owner named Henri Dracoit. "I shouldn't be doing this..I am a modern, urban, professional woman!" thought Louise. However there was something about Charcot Parrish which strangely made her accept the assignment. Something Louise felt was related to a mysterious and forgotten part of her past. She remembered being told by her adopted parents in New Orleans that she had been found abandoned in a bayou in the area and all efforts to locate her biological parents had failed. Louise had forgotten about those memories..but as she left the so-called civilised world..they now started to return to her. It was almost sunset when Louise alighted from the bus at the rural bus station in Charcot. Her blue eyes widened slightly in surprise at the 18-year old, pretty, raven-haired Cajun girl who was standing at the bus stop..watching her as she got off of the bus and the bus drove away. "I could never dress like that.." thought Louise with disdain as she studied the girl's red halter top, jeans cut off at the knees and her bare feet. "Well howdee do..You must be Miss Louise..I'm Anna Lise..Mah uncle..Sheriff Summers..He sent me to pick yuh up and bring yuh tuh town.." said the young girl. "Pleased to meet you..Lead the way.." replied Louise as she picked up her suitcases and followed the teenager. Soon Louise and Anna Lise were driving through Charcot Parrish's main street in Anna Lise's pickup truck. Louise could not help but notice that many of the people they drove past seemed to have sullen and fearful looks on their faces. "Are people here always so..friendly?" asked Louise. "Pay them folks no mind..Everybody's on edge with Henri Dacroit throwin his weight around.. Him an his roughneck boys..." replied Anna Lise who immediately warmed to the female social worker. They arrived at Sheriff Dan Summers' office to find Dacroit himself berating Summers..an aged but fit man.. about a series of strange incidents happening in the Parrish. "If yew can't handle things Sheriff..I will withdraw my support the next election!" warned Dacroit. He was a silver-haired man..who was elegantly attired in a crisp, white suit, shoes and broad-rimmed white hat. He walked with the aid of a pearl-handled cane. Nearby his right hand man..Jean Francois and two other bodyguards watched their boss have his conversation with Sheriff Summers. The plantation owner's words infuriated Anna Lise. "Things are getting worse in town...Ah'm sure Dracoit is behind everything including all of the sleepwalking..."whispered Anna Lise to Louise. Before Louise could ask her what she meant...Dracoit, the Sheriff and Dracoit's men emerged from come out. "Mr Dracoit..Sheriff Summers..Louise Dambier..Social Services Centre in New Orleans.." said Louise..introducing herself to both men..each of whom shook her hand. Louise quickly deduced that both the Sheriff and Anna Lise were afraid about Dacroit. "Why are you here Miss Dambier?" asked Dacroit..carefully studying the young woman standing before him. "I'm here because the State wants to see if educational levels in Charcot Parrish can be raised.." replied Louise. "Well enjoy yuh stay Miss Dambier..Folks here are perfectly happy with the way things are..Good day.." said the businessman as he tipped his hat to her and walked towards his Rolls Royce. "See yuh tonight.." sneered of Dacroit's bodyguards as he walked past Anna Lise. who had no idea what he meant. She just smiled in response. All of this struck Louise as very peculiar and she had no idea what to make of it. "Maybe I'm just tired and irritated..after all it was a long bus ride from New Orleans..a good night's sleep will help that.." thought Louise. Later that night, Louise was asleep in her hotel room when the faint beating of drums reached her ears. "Feel so strange..Don't want to..but something commanding me..must obey drums.." sighed Louise as she climbed out of bed in her nightgown and sleepwalked out of her room. She walked barefoot out into the mist shrouded streets of Charcot Parrish to join other attractive women between the ages of 17 and 40 who had also been awakened from slumber and were heading en masse towards the surrounding bayou. Anna Lise was among them. Louise marched at the rear of this mass female exodus..oblivious to everything around her.. until she reached the edge of town..where the bayou began. As her bare feet touched the marshy soil of the bayou...an amazing thing happened. Lightning flashed and thunder cracked in the night sky and Louise was surrounded in a swirling mass of thick smoke. By the time the smoke cleared..Louise had been snapped out of her strange trance and discovered that she had undergone an amazing transformation. She now stood at over 6 feet tall. Her breasts had become, larger, firmer and tanned. Her full-length nightgown 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. Snapped out of her sleepwalking trance..Louise stared at herself admiring the changes but awakened with a new sense of purpose. "Je suis Bayou Belle..Now tuh stop them weird drums from kidnappin the women!" resolved the raven-haired swampwoman..standing with her hands on her rounded hips..her powerful legs spread wide apart and her massive bust pushed forward. Moments later..the animals that inhabited the bayou of Charcot Parrish saw a shapely silhouette moving swiftly through the mists of the bayou. The Mistress of the Swamp..the beauteous Bayou Belle had returned!!! Their faces and bodies painted in eerie white body paint..a gang of 12 Swamp Billies..portly men with unkempt hair and long shaggy beards..watched as the sleepwalking women slowly approached to the landing were a large boat was waiting to take them to their destination. Standing on the stern of the boat..two Swamp Billies slowly beat a pair of voodoo drums which had placed these women in a trance and lured them to the bayou where they would be taken to the secret place they had been taking them for the last few months. Five Swamp Billies were on the old wooden landing..armed with shotguns and wooden clubs while the rest were on the boat..including their leader..a fat balding man named Cooter Jones. Standing on the stern of the boat and seeing the hypnotised women approaching the boat..Cooter took a long swig of old whiskey from a flask that he was holding in his left hand. He thought that this was going to be yet another night that he and his boys would line their pockets with money that would buy them whiskey, ammunition and maybe female companions. Cooter Jones nearly choked on his whiskey as... silhouetted by the full moon in the night sky overhead..a shapely female figure sailed through the air..landing right before him on the deck of the boat. Entranced by their own beating of the drums..the two Swamp Billies with Cooter were not aware of the woman's presence. Cooter's jaw dropped to the deck and a trickle of drool ran down his stubble-covered face as he stared at the female figure in front of him She towered over him at six feet tall. She had large, firm tanned breasts that were barely contained in a sleeveless white halter top that also revealed her tanned muscular arms and flat abdomen. A skimpy pair of blue cut offs hugged the space between her long, tanned and muscular legs. Even her bare feet..with their perfectly rounded and neatly trimmed toes and shapely ankles..were too erotic for words to describe. A white Mardi Gras style mask covered her blue eyes which glared at Cooter with steely determination while a silver tiara was worn over her now flowing mane of black hair which reached down to her curvy waist. Then the woman spoke..with a voice that boomed like thunder. "Pardon moi monsieurs..Yew will not be tayken...them women noplace them don't wanna go!" declared Bayou Belle..placing her hands on her waist and spreading her long legs slightly apart..accentuating the curves of her fabulous chest even more. "Yer outta yer tootin mind ya big boobed Cajun!..Who duh ya think yuh are!" snarled Cooter. He hoped to keep the curvaceous Cajun distracted long enough for three Swamp Billies to get the jump on her from behind. "Je suis Bayou Belle!!" replied Louise as she sensed the danger behind her. As the trio of Swamp Billies lunged forward...Bayou Belle gracefully flipped over their heads and landed on the deck behind them. The first Swamp Billie caught a flash of the space between the heroine's skimpy cut offs before his vision was blotted out by the ball of her right foot. He grunted in pain..as the soles of Bayou Belle's bare feet were like iron..and slumped to the deck unconscious. A pair of rapid fire punches sent the other two Swamp Billies reeling in opposite directions...knocking the Swamp Billy drum beaters and their voodoo instruments off the boat and into the swamp waters. This caused instantly snapped the hypnotised women out of their trance. They were immediately confused and startled that they were in the bayou. Anna Lise was the first to get a grip on the situation and called on the women to follow her out of the swamp. "Don't shoot ya fools!!..Thet'll brang duh sheriff fuh sure..Get over here!..We got us a freakin Supah Wildcat ta tame!!" yelled Cooter Jones as the beauteous Bayou Belle bravely engaged the Swamp Billies on their boat. Sailing through the air..Louise thrust her shapely left forward. "Ufffffffff!!!!" grunted a Swamp Billy..doubling over in pain as Bayou Belle's left foot was driven hard into his gut. Whirling around..her long black mane flailing behind her...the alluring Mistress of the Swamp..sent another Swamp Billy flying over the port side of the boat and into the water with a right hand slap to the jaw. "You boys ain't no match for me!..Bayou Belle's got the strength of ten gators!!!" quipped Louise with confidence as she sent eight more Swamp Billies reeling in different directions with a variety of punches, kicks and throws. Bayou Belle's massive breasts jiggled sensuously under her thin white halter as she raced along the starboard side of the boat..continuing to effortlessly dispatch the Swamp Billies as they tried to stop her. "Those women got tuh safety!..Now tuh beat these boys an then turn them over tuh the Sheriff!" thought the curvaceous Cajun with confidence. However as the alluring Mistress of the Swamp ran past an open doorway..a strong, hairy male arm reached out and seized her around her toned gut. "Sacre Bleu?!!" cried Bayou Belle. Her blue eyes widening in the slits of her white Mardi Gras mask..her hands instinctively gripping the broad arm of her male attacker..her long legs flailing helplessly in the air as she was pulled into the narrow interior of the old boat. "You better let go a me if you know what's good fer ya monsieur..Je suis Bayou Belle..I got mighty powers!..an I'm gonna...Aahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" cried Louise as she felt something damp crudely shoved into the opening of her white halter..that offered a glimpse of her fabulous cleavage. As she struggled like a wildcat in the iron grip of the strong man...the lovely Superwoman of the Swamp..felt some kind of damp rag being rubbed all over her large, firm tanned breasts. "Ah'm..Ahh'm..thankin.. o..men..tuching muh Bayou Breasts..Playin..with muh Bayou Nipples...Wanna fight..but ah can't..Losin muh strength..Ah can't thank straight.." moaned Bayou Belle as her blue eyes began to grow heavy with sleep in the slits of her mask. Francois, the burly Cajun chef..who had seized the alluring Mistress of the Swamp as she ran past him..ignored the pleas of the struggling Bayou Belle..whose shapely arms flailed wildly in the air and her long,muscular tanned legs beat furiously against the floor as he lowered her into a seated position. With his left arm firmly wrapped around the six-pack abdomen of the curvaceous Cajun..Francois vigorously rubbed his damp rag all over her mountainous chest..and it was not long before Bayou Belle's nipples began to poke through the thin fabric of her white halter. "You not get outta dis mademoiselle!..You know this true!" snarled the burly chef with confidence. The truth of his words was quickly realised by the sensuous Louisiana superwoman. "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..." confessed Bayou Belle as her arms fell limp at her side..while her legs lost their strength..spreading wide apart below her shapely waist. As Francois felt the beauteous Cajun Amazon's voluputous body collapse against his broad frame..he adjusted his body so that her shapely back rested against his thighs and her head..pillowed by her long black mane..was resting against the left side of his chest. Keeping his left arm wrapped tightly around Louise's toned abdomen..Francois pulled the damp white rag he firmly gripped in his right hand..out of the opening of her thin white halter top and raised it close to her full red lips and her nose. He grinned as he saw the blue eyes of the Cajun superbabe flutter in the slits of her white mask as she inhaled the fumes from the rag. The sight of Bayou Belle's stiffened nipples pressing against the fabric of her halter top as her massive breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath was equally pleasing to the Cajun strongman. Francois then got down to business. "Tell me how ah make yuh weak..take yuh prisnah!" snarled Francois..holding the rage inches away from Louise's beautiful but sleepy face. "Muh Bayou Breasts..they're the source o muh powers..once a man touches muh Bayou Breasts..Reckon ah git weak..sleepy..Ah gotta tell him..th way tuh put muh lights out...What did yuh put on muh Bayou Breasts?..It feels real gooodd..." replied the Mistress of the Swamp who was unable to control what she was saying. "It is called chlarafarm mademoiselle..Will the chlarafarm..keep yuh ancanscious?! asked Francois as he untied the intricate knot in the centre of the heroine's halter..and opening her flimsy top to expose her massive tanned breasts and chocolate brown nipples that were glossy and hard as iron. "Oui..." replied Bayou Belle and Francois took turns polishing each of her large Cajun nipples with the rag. The Cajun Amazon's blue eyes fluttered with drowsy concern as she saw that Cooter Jones and some of the other Swamp Billies had been her audience for some time and had heard her confess all of her vulnerabilities to them. They laughed as Bayou Belle sighed..."Ahhh..Ahhhh..Ahhhh..." as Francois shined her massive breasts and large nipples with the chloroform and she faded into unconsciousness. "Ahmmphhh!!!!!..Ahmmmphhh!!!!!! cried the alluring Mistress of the Swamp.. .screaming into a thick rag that was clenched between her pearl white teeth..shaking her head violently from side to side.. as the soles of her erotic bare feet were tickled by two Swamp Billies. It was not the best way to regain consciousness and having been humiliated in combat by Bayou Belle and deprived of their female slaves..the Swamp Billies were determined to exact revenge on the curvaceous Cajun superwoman. Bayou Belle lay flat her back on a long wooden table in a cabin deep within the old boat..her arms tied firmly behind her back with ropes..while other ropes were used to bind her long, tanned muscular legs..at the ankles, calves and thighs. Having witnessed her mighty strength and hellcat fighting prowess..the Swamp Billies were not taking any chances with their voluptuous prisoner. "Uummphhhhh!!!!!..Uummphhhhhhh!!!! cried Louise..her blue eyes rolling in the slits of her white mask as two other Swamp Billies emptied bottle after bottle of cheap Louisiana whiskey on to the huge tanned mounds of her awesome chest. "Uuhunnnn..thet whiskey..it's makin muh Bayou Nipples drunk..Bayou Breasts are so tuckered..feelin weak..wanna sleep...can't get away..." sighed the beauteous Swamp Angel into her gag. "Wee doggie!..Yew were real outta yer noggin..thankin yew kin stop us yuh big boobed Cajun...Here's how we deal with nosy, big boobed gals like yew!!!" snarled Cooter Jones as the rest of his gang pounced on the helpless Louisiana superwoman. "MMMPHHHH!!!!..MMMPHHHHHH!!!!..MMPHHHHH!!!!" pleaded Louise into her gag..her curvaceous body writhing furiously atop the table as the hands of the Swamp Billies groped every inch of her large, naked breasts...the thick patch of black pubic hair hidden under her sexy blue cut-offs..the soft inner flesh of her large thighs and tickled the soles of her sexy bare feet. Her voluptuous body mercilessly attacked from all sides..Bayou Belle's resistance quickly crumbled. "Them boys..lallin muh Bayou Breasts tuh sleep..Oahhhh..tuchin muh Bayou Bush...even tuching muh feet makin muh tuckered...Gonna sleep..Ah've been beatin..." thought Louise as her blue eyes grew dull and hazy in the slits of her white mask. "Thet's it boys..the Caujn gal's a goner!" gloated Cooter Jones. "Mmmmmmmmm.." Bayou Belle replied in agreement..losing consciousness at the Swamp Billies continued to grope her breasts, vagina, thighs and feet. "Oooohhhhhh..Oohhhhhh.." moaned Louise Dambier as she awoke the mext morning to find herself back in the bed in her hotel room. She was surprised to find Anna Lise seated next to her on the bed with a concerned look on her face. "Ah'm glad yer okay Miss Louise.. Ah found ya this mornin near the bayou..in yer sleepgown.." said Anna Lise. "I..I don't remember much..except that my breasts..and vagina feel sore..like I was groped..but I can't explain it.. however I have a vague memory of walking..stepping into a swamp..and something happening..but I can't remember.." sighed Louise as she sat up in bed. Those words caused Anna Lise's face to light up like the 4th of July fireworks. "Muh Pa told me that 25 years ago..there was a 'swamp angel' who got her powahs from the bayou..protected the folks of Charcot Parrish till she disappeared one day..legend has it..she had a daughter..." said Anna Lise to Louise. "Ohhh..what are you talking about Anna Lise?..none of this makes sense.." said Louise who still felt very groggy. "I have a thought..I'll take yuh to the bayou..that should help yuh Miss Louise.." said Anna Lise..placing a reassuring left hand on Louise's left shoulder. "Unnn..I'm so out of it today..I'll do anything to understand what's happening.." replied Louise as she agreed to go with Anna Lise into the bayou. One hour later..dressed in a turtleneck, long-sleeved gray sweater..grey skirt and flat shoes..Louise was seated in an airboat that was being piloted by Anna Lise into an isolated part of the vast bayou that surrounded Charcot Parrish. Her black hair was tied into a tight bun and Louise had her librarian type glasses on her face again. "Here we are..." said Anna Lise as she gently beached the airboat on a patch of land in the bayou. Louise stepped off the boat and looked around. "Feel like anythang is happenin?" asked the eager Anna Lise as Louise walked around..checking her surroundings. "No..nothing like in my dream..but I'm certain that something happening.." replied Louise. "Maybe it's yer shoes..Maybe yuh should take em off.." suggested Anna Lise. "In this place?!!..You have got to be joking!" said Louise..aghast at the young girl's suggestion. "Well I could leave yuh here tuh thank thangs through ..I do have errands to run back in town.." replied Anna Lise cleverly. "Ohhh..All right if it'll make you happy.." said Louise in an annoyed tone of voice..as she slipped off her shoes and panty hose. The second that the young social worker's bare feet touched the boggy ground of the bayou..lighting flashed and thunder cracked in the clear blue morning sky. "What's going on?!" cried Louise as she was surrounded by a swirling mass of thick smoke. Anna Lise smiled as the smoke cleared to reveal that Louise was now over six feet tall. Her breasts had become, larger, firmer and tanned. Louise's dowdy attire 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. "Je suis Bayou Belle..!" declared the alluring Mistress of the Swamp to the delight of Anna Lise. "Yee hah!! Yer back!!" said Anna Lise to the curvaceous Cajun heroine who strolled sensuously towards her. "Yuh reckon right young'un...some Swamp Billies gave muh a good welcome home party last night.. Them boys used somethin called Chlarafarm on muh Bayou Breasts.." said Bayou Belle to Anna Lise as she placed her hands on her curvy hips..spread her long legs slightly apart and pushed her impressive bust forward. "Chlarafarm?!" asked Anna Lise. "Yep...An let me tell yuh...it's lights out for this gal once it's on muh Bayou Breasts..them Swamp Billies put me to sleep real good last night.." replied Bayou Belle. Seeing the look of concern on the young girl's face..after having told her that villains can easily tame her...Bayou Belle smiled at Anna Lise and gave her some words of reassurance along with a promise. "But don't yuh worry young'un..Louise Dambier an Bayou Belle are gonna set thangs right in Charcot Parrish." to be continued. |
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