The SnakeGirls!!!!!!!!!!

[hullukoira]

Now here's something refreshingly weird and probably burlesque too that I wrote the other day. It's called...



The SnakeGirls!!!


Daddy stepped into the daughters' bedroom. He had bad things on his mind. Hearing both girls asleep in the semidarkness, he went and sneaked a sweaty hand under a coverlet of the prettier one. But Yikes! A sting! Daddy pulled the eiderdown off, in a rage. Did the girlie try bite his own papa eh?!? But no, it was no bite from a childgirl. It was a bite from a SnakeGirl!

Yeah!

Daddy screamed in terror at the sight in front of him. On the bed, there wasn't his girl, the pretty one with the freckles. There was a naga, a young, naked woman with a lower body of a snake! And all around the feminine monster, snakes of differing sizes slithered, hissing, tasting the air. On the other bed, the cover pulled aside too. Another naga. Papa screamed again, shaking his bitten hand that was, by now, turned black. Then he died.

'Snakes,' intoned the first naga, nodding towards the body.

'Snakes,' admitted the other.

And so they fell upon papa's body, both of them. They devoured daddy whole. Bones were crunched. Brains were squashed. Eyes were crispy crisped, gulp gulp. After they were done, the nagas shed their skins, slithered out the window, and disappeared to the damp predawn.

After all was gone quiet, an armoire opened and out peeked the now orphan daughters of the nasty daddy farmer. They hastened to the open window. 'Thank you, SnakeGirls,' they whispered to the brightening sky, wawing their pale hands goodbye.

--------------------------The SnakeGirls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Oh, if
there's something bad,
in your Daddy be cruel,
what ya gonna do?
Cry SnakeGirls!!!

Or, if
the neigbour's lad,
just don't stop wooing you,
what ya gonna do?
Cry SnakeGirls!!!

Paa-da paa-da paa-da papapadada!
Paa-da paa-da paa-da papapadada!
Paa-da paa-da paa-da
yeah yeah yeah yeah!
The SnakeGirls!!!


---------------------------The SnakeGirls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


'Well, well, well,' said Armand the son of the duke, and halted his horse. For there, upon the road side, there were two extraordinarily pretty young wenches. They were dressed in deep, raggy cloaks, and 'my daddy's the duke' Armand could not help but realize that both were quite naked underneath. Armand wiped his mouth with his pudgy fingers. His pigsy eyes went hungry. All right, he had laid a farmer's girl just an hour ago (ah but the girl had been feisty! And only twelve! Jummymummy!) but these girls were something else. You could not just pass them by. You might never see them again!

'Well, well, well,' said Armand again, and smiled his not so winning smile. A nasty tooth dacay, see. 'You girls have been to swimming haven't you? Well, why not go for another dip? I'll join ya! I'm Armand, by the way. My daddy's the duke. So ya betta do as I say.'

'Snakes,' answered one of the girls, her head swaying weirdly.

'Snakes?' quizzed Armand, nonplussed.

'Snakes.' confirmed the other girl.

'Oh, I get it!' crieth Armand. 'Snakes on the beach! Well, do not worry my pretties. I'll soon get rid of the nasty snakes with my fine sword!'

And so saying Armand stepped smartly down from his horse and on to the ladies. Whom chose that moment to unrobe themselves. Armand screamed! For they were not ladies at all, but nagas! They had the upper bodies of rather desirable young females, complete with pert boobies, but the lower bodies were those of scaly and slithering snakes! And upon the ground, all over the path, Armand could now see more snakes, of varying dispositions, slithering toward him.

Cripes!!!

Armand screamed again, then, remembering his heritage and upbringing, pulled out two mighty pistols. He pointed the blackpowder weapons to the swaying nagas, and pulled the triggers. Boom, went the guns. The nagas were down.

'Hah!' crieth the young son of a duke and stepped to inspect one of the bodies. He was not overly worried about the snakes on the path, as he had his fine riding boots on. 'Take that, you evil snake bitches! Got ya inna head, I did!'

But suddenly, something weird! Small snakes worm'd their ways to the downed naga, to her head. Disgustingly, they snaked into the quietly bleeding bullet hole, and inside the head of the naga. Armand shivered, then gasped. For the naga blinked. Her body shivered, coming slowly to life!

Paling, Armand stepped backwards. The nagas were up now, getting their bearings. Their hate filled eyes turned to the young lad.

'Snakes.' the nagas muttered, starting to slither towards Armand.

Armand decided to scarper. If a bullet could not kill these monsters, a sword cold do no better, he thought. He hastened to his horse, and verily jumped to the saddle, despite his great, fatty girth. But the horse shied, and Armand missed the stirrup. The lad went down, heavily. And as he lay on his back, half stunned, he felt something slither into his pants. A snake!

'Oh no, not my balls!' the son of the duke pleaded, trying to rouse himself. But to no avail. There was a sharp pain in his unmentionables, soon followed by a horrid stinging, then the nothingness of death. So passed away Armand, the son of a duke.

The nagas fell upon the corpse. Hungrily they wolfed the noble down. Oh, how tender his meat was, how delicious his fat. Mmmmm! It was a noble feast!

Afterwards, the nagas shed their skins, then disappeared into the thick woodlands that lay both sides of the forest path. After they had gone, a young girl of twelve appeared form behind a mighty oak. She skipped down to the remains of Armand, and jumped up and down on them awhile.

'Thank you, SnakeGirls!' the girl then shouted to no one in particular. Only the echoes answered her call, but she smiled anyway.


--------------------------------------The Snakegirls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Oh, if
your gramps been hang'd,
for being a witch,
what ya gonna do?
Cry SnakeGirls!!!

Or, if
your girls been bang'd,
like any old bitch,
what ya gonna do?
Cry SnakeGirls!!!

Paa-da paa-da paa-da papapadada
Paa-da paa-da paa-da papapadada
Paa-da paa-da paa-da
Yeah yeah yeah yeah!
The SnakeGirls!!!


--------------------------------------The SnakeGirls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[QQ3]

Tämä oli hauska. Nauroin monta kertaa lukiessani tätä. Varsinkin nuo nagat olivat kivoja.

[IRiaD]

OH

MY

GOD

Loistava tarina. Muuta ei voi sanoa. Lisää, huuta kansa ja lohikäärme, lisää!!

[DeathWizard]

Tämä oli jo jotain erillaista...

Hauska (ja melkoisen pervohko, kuten kaikki tarinasi) tarina kostajanagoista...

[Juhoxian]

Oli kyllä tosi erilainen tarina... Siis hyvällä tavalla erilainen, mistäköhän olet idean saanut kirjoittaa nagoista jotka kostavat pedofiileille ukoille...?

[QQ3]

mistäköhän olet idean saanut kirjoittaa nagoista jotka kostavat pedofiileille ukoille...?

Veikkaisin tarinan olevan kirjoitettu kirjoittajan omien kokemuksien perusteella. Pedofiilinä vaiko sen uhrina, siinäpä vaikea kysymys.

[Karl Van Dieter]

Erilainen tarina ainakin oli, kuten jo mainittukin, ja ei voi valittaa kieliopillisistakaan asioista. Varmasti namia monelle kostoa janoavalle pedofian uhrille. Tuosta tuli mieleen eräs ranskalainen elokuva, jonka näin kauan sitten. Siinä kaksi raiskattua naista lahtasi miehiä urakalla... nimeä en elokuvalle muista, mutta kuitenkin.

Lisää tällaista!

[hullukoira]

Oli kyllä tosi erilainen tarina... Siis hyvällä tavalla erilainen, mistäköhän olet idean saanut kirjoittaa nagoista jotka kostavat pedofiileille ukoille...?

tarina vain pulpahti mieleen. ja on aina hauska kirjoittaa pahoja juttuja tapahtuvaksi tyypeille jollaisia halveksii. (nyt pedofiilit loukkaantuu! oi ja voi!)