The Adventures of Bayou Belle 4

Charcot Parrish. Midnight.

Henri Dracoit surveyed the clearing in the bayou with great satisfaction. It was on this very spot.. 60 years ago .. that he and an old witch doctor had first contacted the evil spirit lord Damballah and made the deal that transformed him into a powerful voodoo high priest. It was here that he barely managed to defeat Beaux Bayou and enslave her to his will. "Now this place shall once again be the scene of my greatest conquest!!!" thought Dracoit.

The evil plantation owner was wearing crimson and gold coloured ceremonial robes as he stood next to an altar that was made out of limestone. Atop the altar..the beauteous Cajun superheroine..Bayou Belle..lay flat on her back. Henri stared lustfully at her skimpy pair of blue cut offs which revealed her long, tanned and muscular legs. Her tiny white halter had been opened to reveal the massive tanned mounds of her amazing chest and her toned abdomen. Her blue eyes fluttured in the slits of her white Mardi Gras mask..as her large breasts..capped at their summits by hardended brown nipples..rose and fell as she drifted in and out of sleep. Her head was pillowed by a flowing mane of long black hair... kept in place by her silver tiara..that reached down to her curvy waist.

A large bonfire blazed as hypnotized maids in brief white dresses made of burlap type material were dancing in a frenzy around the the fire. They danced to the hypnotic beat of voodoo drums that was played by two Swamp Billies. All round...Dracoit's henchmen were in a fesitve mood..having downed generous amounts of corn liquor. Next to Dracoit, Anna Lise and Beaux Bayou stood dressed like the maids..swaying to the beat of the voodoo drums with their eyes closed. "Gotta wake up..have tuh fight..save Anna Lise..." moaned Bayou Belle as she drifted in and out of sleep. However no matter how many times the Cajun Amazon tried to regain consciousness... Dracoit rubbed each of her exposed breasts with chloroform-soaked rags.

"Don't you fret none Bayou Belle..yer too sleepy tuh move..too sleepy tuh fight..too sleepy to think ..you gonna sleep..sleep deep..." whispered the clever villain as he deftly rubbed Louise's super breasts with his drugged cloths. "Oui...feel too sleepy to think....too sexy to fight....must sleep..... Unnnnhhhhh.." whispered the drowsy Bayou Belle as she lost consciousness each time. He covered her hard and erect brown nipples with the chloroform rags to keep her unconscious. Jean Francois walked up to Dracoit, also dressed in similar cermonial garb. "11:30 Boss, almost time..." said Francous. Dracoit turned to his deputy with an evil grin on his face.

"Yes...indeed...at midnight we will say the incantation and Damballah will permanently bind Bayou Belle's mind, will and spirit to me just as he did to my lovely Evangeline...then we will be unstoppable. In the meantime...we have time to savor our good fortune." His jovial tone turned commanding as he turned to Anna Lise. "Go to my boat....you will find a bottle of fine brandy and two sniffers....bring them to us."

At the sound of his words the young Cajun girl stopped swaying and opened her sleepy eyes. "Yes mastuh...I obey" said the girl as she left the light of the clearing. Anna Lise almost made it to the boat when a hand reached out from behind a large cypress tree and pulled her back. A heavy set man dressed all in black including a black ski mask quickly put a silver crucifex around her neck. Anna Lise immediately snapped out of her trance and rubbed her eyes as she came to her senses. The portly man lifted the edge of his mask. "Father Dupree? What are you....what are we doing out here?" stammered the young girl in amazement.

"There's no time for a long homily my child...we got to save Bayou Belle before she's wed to that demon. Now listen carefully...you have some acting to pull off." whispered Father Dupree. A few moments later, Dracoit saw Anna Lise stiffly march back into the clearing with two sniffers. As she approached he was puzzled by the fact that the liquid in the glasses appeared to be transparent. "Wait..That doesn't look like my brandy...." stated Dracoit in an angry tone.

The girl's blank expression broke into a broad smile at those words. "That's cause it's not...its da holy water from da church!!" quipped Anna Lise as she flung both sniffers at Dracoit's face. The water seemed to have an effect like acid on his face because Dracoit screamed in agony. He fell to his knees with his face covered with smoke. Without stoping...Anna Lise pushed past him and pulled the chloroform-soaked rags off of Bayou Belle's heaving chest. "C'mon cherie....wakey wakey...we got to get from here now!!!!" yelled Anna Lise as she grabbed hold of the Cajun Amazon's broad shoulders and shook her vigorously.

Bayou Belle's blue eyes snapped open immediately in the slits of her white Mardi Gras mask and she leapt off the limestone altar..ready for action. Stunned by the startling turn of events..Jean Francois finally reacted and aimed his sawed off shotgun at Anna Lise. However before he could pull the trigger...Bayou Belle's long, tan and muscular legs suddenly came up..seizing him a scissors- like grip at the waist. "This is payback fer puttin muh Bayou Breasts tuh sleep!" quipped the Cajun superwoman as she flung Jean Francois through the air. He landed hard on his head..losing consciousness..while his shotgun hit the ground a few feet away..discharging a round into the air.

The gunshot made the drummers, the dancing maids and the celebrating Swamp Billies stop in their tracks..trying stop in their tracks as they tried to figure out what was happening. "Unh..Bayou Breasts..still tuckered from da chlarafarm..still feelin sleepy..." moaned Bayou Belle as she staggered back against the limestone altar..groogy from the effort it took to knock out Jean Francois. At that moment... a large and powerful airboat broke into the clearing. Father Dupree and another man..dressed in all black outfits with ski masks... were on board and calling for Bayou Belle and Anna Lise to get on board.

"Vous go on Anna Lise.....Je suis Bayou Belle et Ah have to try to wake Beaux Bayou from his evil hex" said the Cajun Amazon as she stood up once more. Dracoit, using his last strength had crawled over to where Beaux Bayou still stood deep in trance. "Evangeline.....save me....the evil lady has hurt me bad..." he moaned before losing consciousness from the pain of his injuries. As he blacked out, Beaux Bayou's eyes snapped open and she looked down at the fallen form of Henri Dracoit. With an expression of pure hatred on her face..she emitted a ferocious snarl..lunging with lightning speed and grabbing hold of the still groggy Bayou Belle by the throat, choking her and lifting her off the ground. Bayou Belle's erotic bare feet dangled helplessly as her hands tried unsuccessfully to break Beaux Bayou's iron grip.

The driver of the airboat saw this...jumped on to the boggy ground..and raced towards the two heroines. "No Evangeline....don't do dis, c'est moi, Jacques!!!! cried Sheriff Dan "Jacques" Summers as he pulled off his mask. Beaux Bayou looked at him and a glimmer of recognition played across her face. Without dropping Bayou Belle she loosened her grip and turned toward the man "Jacques.....?" she whispered. "Vous canna do dis ting, ma cherie...elle est Louise!" pleaded the sheriff to his long lost wife. Beaux Belle shook her head and turned to study Bayou Belle's face. The truth of the sheriff's words started to fliter through the voodoo prison which Dracoit had placed her in over the last 20 years. Bayou Belle also gazed into the eyes of her foe and an unmistakeable truth dawned on her.

"Momma..?" whispered the half conscious Cajun Amazon. Tears poured out the eyes of the older superheroine and she dropped Bayou Belle to the ground. Grabbing the sides of her head in pain..Beaux Bayou screamed so lood that the entire bayou seemed to quake. Suddenly the storm was over and she turned to Sherriff Summers. "Il est mon maitre..." she said and before anybody could do anything..she picked up Dracoit and ran into the swamp.

Meanwhile...the drunken Swamp Billies were managing to fire increasingly accurate volleys towards the airboat. "We gotta go!!" yelled Father Dupree. Grabbing the weakened Bayou Belle under her arms and by her ankles..the Sheriff and Anna Lise placed her onto the airboat. Seconds later..with Father Dupree at the controls...they were speeeding through the bayou back to town. With Dracoit defeated..the Swamp Billies would soon flee back into the bayou.

Epilogue

Louise and Anna Lise walked into the Sherriff's office carrying large boxes of school records. As they set the boxes on the desk Louise was using they could hear angry words from inside the office. "Tell me you fat fool....why do I pay yo so much money" said Dracoit in a furious tone. "What you so mad....I talked to old man Laroux.....he ain't telling the state police nothing?" replied the Sheriff. "That's yesterday's business... Last night I was having a little get together with my friends when some hooligans showed up and caused a disruption... I want you to find out who these folks were or else you and me are going to have a problem.." warned Henri Dracoit.

Louise and Anna Lise pretended to be immersed in their work with the records when Dracoit entered the outer office. He was dressed as he always was but this time with a scarf covering the bottom half of his face. He also seemed to speak with some pain. Dracoit saw Louise and realised that he had forgotten about her meddling presence Charcot Parrish during the events of the past few days. "Well Miss Dambier....I see you hard at work improving the life of the Parrish. You need to take a break...the Mrs. and I was just saying we should have you up to the big house for lunch..." he offered.

"Oh I would love to....but I really am so busy right now..perhaps at a later date. That scarf...I hope you have not injured yourself.." replied Louise. "Nothing, Miss... just a small shaving mishap. A raincheck it is then for lunch", said the villain in false gallant tones. "A shame... couple of sessions with the drums and she wouldn't look so much like a dried up old spinster..." thought Dracoit. "I am sure you long to get back to the bright lights and excitement of New Orleans.." added the plantation owner. "Oh no...I'm really falling in love with place..and there's so much to do. I do believe I will be here for a long time..." replied Louise in an innocent tone and with a smile on her face.

The smile faded from Dracoit's covered face and he bowed curtly and left. The Sheriff and the girls waited until the front door was completely closed and then all three broken into relieved smiles. Louise giggled and pulled her bare feet onto of the desk "Besides...where else can I go to the office every day without shoes.." she said to the Sheriff and Anna Lise.

That night..lightning flashed and thunder rolled..as the familair cry of "Je suis Bayou Belle!!!" echoed throughout the bayou of Charcot Parrish.She now stood at over 6 feet tall. Her breasts had become, larger, firmer and tanned. Clad in her skimpy pair of blue cut offs which revealed her long, tanned and muscular legs...a tiny white halter that 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...the Cajun superheroine stood on a patch of boggy ground in the middle of her domain.

Standing with her hands on her rounded hips..her powerful legs spread wide apart and her massive bust pushed forward...Bayou Belle silently vowed to continue her mother's fight for justice..and wondered what new ways would her enemies come up with to put her large breasts to sleep.

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