|Chapter 1 of "Vegas Bound" - Cannibal Stripper Chicks|
Copyright 2005 DS Goodman no reprint without permission
Notice: This story is pure fantasy & involves graphic violence & adult situations.
If you can’t tell the difference between fantasy & reality or have no sense of
Humor, then bugger off & do not read this!
Additional Note: Me no rite so well so no yell on me! I try best me know how.
Chapter One: The Arrival
Flight 1801 from San Jose to Las Vegas landed with a bone crunching thump that jolted Dave from a sound sleep into an utterly rude awakening. He didn’t know it yet but this minor discomfort was going to be the least of Dave’s hardships on his ill fated trip.
Dave, a 48 year old man with plenty of time on his hands, found himself in Vegas about 6 times a year. He knew every nook & cranny of Vegas by now & the city held no more surprises for him… Or so he thought. This time he was in Vegas for the Consumer Electronics Tradeshow. He knew this trip was not going to be very much fun at all. Just miles of walking up & down isles & isles of exhibitors in a search for the next hot product he could sell. Attending tradeshows always took a toll on Dave’s body & spirit & he expected this time it would be no different.
To make things worse Dave was on this trip alone. He had no family & his best friend Dan couldn’t come this time. Dave could enjoy Vegas when he had friends with him, but alone the town was boring as oatmeal to him. Dave made his way through the airport cursing under his breath at all the idiot tourists standing in his way. “Why don’t you jerk off tourists stand against the wall out of everyone’s way? Why do you always have to get in a big fucking group & stand right in the fucking doorway so nobody can get by? Dumb fucks! Look where the fuck you’re walking… They’re just slot machines asswipe!” After finally navigating the obstacles of the airport he got his bag off the carousel, walked out the doors & looked for a cab. Being convention time, cabs were in short supply even at the airport. There were thousands of people coming for the tradeshow and adding that to the regular Vegas tourist crowd meant the airport was a madhouse of scrambling idiots and huge lines for everything.
By now Dave was uncomfortable, hot & pissed off. Just then he saw a cab across the walkway and down the street. It was all alone & nobody else seemed to see it. Eureka! The first break he had so far. Dave bolted from the obscenely long cab line, pulling his wheeled bag behind him, and made directly for the cab. It was quite a way off and he quickened his pace so as not to have it stolen before he could get to it. When he finally got close to the cab the driver door opened & the cabbie got out. Dave’s jaw hit the floor. At least that’s what it seemed like to Dave. The cab driver was an amazingly tall blond woman with a stunning figure & a face to match. To say she was a beauty was the understatement of the century. He could only compare her looks to a Pamela Anderson type, only this woman was right in front of him & she was real. Not just a TV image. She wore a very low cut, shortie belly shirt that was bright green. It was very tight & showed off her ample breasts quite well. Dave caught himself staring at her chest as her well defined nipples pushed against the flimsy see through fabric. It was clear she didn’t want or need a bra! Dave finally broke his gaze from her ample, perfect breasts & followed her perfect figure down to study the inset curve of her hips, her perfect flat belly, down to her long, shapely tan legs. Coming back up again Dave looked into her huge, bright flashing eyes and was again stunned by the beauty. She wore her long blond hair pulled back, up and in a ponytail that shot up from the top of her head. Her hair cascaded down and gently fell around her beautiful, tanned face to frame it perfectly. She had the brightest, most succulent red lips he had ever seen.
As Dave tried to pull himself together and address her, she started to wave him off. “Sorry, not in service baby I‘m not…” she said before she stopped herself in mid sentence. “Is it just you then honey? Nobody else?… Are you alone?” Her voice was silky smooth with a lilting register. It was very sexy and feminine. Yes, I’m all alone this trip.” was Dave’s reply. “Well then, where to baby?”… “Mandalay Bay please.” She opened the back passenger door for him but he couldn’t quite get in. Her big firm breasts jutted straight out from her torso & blocked the path to easy entry. It was a most delightful obstacle. She then looked Dave up and down VERY slowly and said “Oh I’m sorry dahling am I in the way?” She grabbed Dave’s arm to help him navigate around her luscious frame. She gave his arm a big squeeze and then she grabbed his arm again only higher and again squeezed as she pulled him around. Dave was amazed at how strong she was. She looked very feminine but she pulled him about like a child’s pull toy on a string. She spun him around so his back was to the open door and then she ran her hands over his chest. “Nice shirt honey. What’s the material?” she cooed in her sexy melodic tone. She was so close to him now that her chest almost touched his. She had such a sweetly intoxicating aroma that it actually made Dave weak in the knees! Before Dave could answer she had begun squeezing all him all over. His chest got many firm squeezes, then she bent down & squeezed his legs front & back. She even reached around and grabbed both ass cheeks! She then raised back up flashing a huge toothy grin. Her hair cascading down from the topknot of the ponytail as she rose. The effect was like some sort of blond fireworks. Her expression was quite clear. She looked very, very pleased and even excited about the whole thing. Her perfect, white smile was sooo sexy but it also seemed odd somehow. Perhaps even devilish. Her bright pink tongue slowly slipped over her ultra white upper teeth. “Mmmmm… you lift weights don’t you sugar? You’re muscle tissue is so dense & firm.” she purred through her delighted smile.
By now Dave was overwhelmed by all these odd occurrences. This was really bizarre even for Vegas!
Dave was beginning to think about the whole thing as he began to put his guard up. After all, this sort of thing just doesn’t happen in the real world. What sort of scam is this? He wondered to himself.
If I take this cab what is she going to do next, scream rape or try some other shakedown? Dave was truly on the horns of a dilemma. There were no other cabs around and after all was he really thinking of refusing a cabbie because she had grabbed him or because she was too sexy?
You’re an idiot… Just get in the fucking cab he told himself. It’s only 8 minutes to the hotel and this will make a great Vegas story I can tell my friends… Even if they don’t believe me!
Dave fell back into the cab while the gorgeous blond Amazon of a cabbie threw his bag in the trunk.
...theres more i hope^^
mamabliss April 29, 2005
|message to mamabliss|
where is this cannibal's comics at ? do u have more of those artworks alike in Gourmet Girls Magzine and
mamabliss ..i just askin for more and i want to read more comic of cannibal they are really cool...
THANK FOR YOUR TIME DARTH COOKER October 28, 2007
...the old comics are about, i only hand out the location if people e-mail me though. mamabliss October 30, 2007
|heres a link..|
http://rapidshare.com/files/278166273/can_comics.zip mamabliss December 27, 2009
|Thank you very much.|
Thanks for posting the RS link. I really appreciate your cann stories. I have written a story based on your Special Pictorial story and am working on a sequel. Did you ever do a part two to that story? azalel February 8, 2010
which one that was, ive done such a lot of stuff. if you dont see it about i would guess not. mamabliss February 8, 2010
|old archives link|
...might get lost on here... http://rapidshare.com/files/278166273/can_comics.zip mamabliss July 1, 2010
Do you know where I can find your old snuff comics?
I saw a few of them floating around but cannot find them anymore. ninjakiwi December 14, 2011