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Welcome To Opening Night of The Curiosity Corner. I do hope you enjoy reading my creepy and erotic tale. Listen to the story by clicking the underlined titles.
The Sun Sets Across The Carnival
The sun has almost set – twilight casts long shadows across the Carnival as the sky fades into darkness. The moonless night turns the midway into an eerie otherworld, and the strains of a Circus calliope in the distance – carried on a chilled wind.
A crowd of locals milling around the fairway begin to wander, almost as one towards the merry music and a distant light. Odd shapes begin to form out of the blue glow, stretching and twisting – transforming into a line of impossibly tall dancers in bright silks and scarves. As the music changes, so does their erotic dance.
Bumping and grinding, their huge hands reaching out, bidding the throng of people, to come closer. And they do – inch by inch, silly grins plastered on their faces, consumed by giant gyrating hips and the sensual, but off-key music. Men and women, old and young watched with wide eyes filled with wonderment.
A Clap of Thunder
All of a sudden a clasp of thunder roars overhead – a bright streak of lightning bolts across the cloudless sky, startling the multitude and breaking their trance. Nervous mummers and tentative laughter rise up and The Barker appears in a thick cloud of smoke.
He was called – The Professor – he was dressed in baggy trousers with a bowler hat perched on his bald head. His spiel excited the curious Carnival patrons from the start , and his rhythmic drumming, grew faster – pointing out each side-show attraction, painted on the canvas banners, with his snake head cane.
The Side Show Barker
Hurry, hurry have your coupons ready to see the finest collection of nature’s oddities, brought to these shores by the one and only Queen of the Amazon Women. Yes you saw them for a brief few moments. but just three coupons gets you in to view these beauties – up close and personal. Will you guess their closely held secret?
See The 10 foot Amazon Queen on her Throne, carried to this very spot by her horde of tiny man-slaves. Watch them frolic across her gigantic breasts and slide down her 8 foot legs.
Shake hands with Johnny the 3-legged puppy boy and watch him perform his amazing balancing act, on just one of his legs. Hurry hurry, you won’t believe your eyes.
People rushed the ticket booth, waving their hard earned cash and almost begging to be let in. The Barker never missed a beat of his come-on, while a white-faced clown ushered the willing and eager into the musty theater.
Let The Show Begin
As the last customer pushed his way in, the door closed behind him with scraping creak, raiseing the hairs on the back of his neck. There at the front was a stage were panels of curtains shielding the performers from view. Over the PA system the Barker voice warned that no one is allowed to leave the building before the end of the show, and that NO Refunds will be issued.
Old tunes began to play as a spotlight was directed at the 1st curtain as it slowly rose up, revealing a sight that filled the room with gasps and a few muffled screams. And there she was, all the way from Giantess Island, The Queen of The Amazon Women, reclining on her throne. while men no bigger than a toy soldier, scurrying around her body like it was a playground.
The Queen stood, and the locals pushed backwards, tiny men spilled from her skirts, tumbling and springing up on each other’s shoulders – and with tiny hands, pulled the next drapery to one side.
The Giantess Demands you Look!
LOOK! She bellowed, rattling the windows and pointing to the giant Women dancing with abandon.
LOOK! She demanded again, and a powerfully built man stands in the light, flexing his inked muscles while the troupe of Amazons circle around him in a frantic and sexual dance.
One by one he lifts the enormous beauties, arranging them into tableaux vivants – living pictures that were rapidly becoming more erotic and tantalizing. Uneasy tittering breaks out as the Strong Man winks and stretches the leg of the last dancer and hooks it behind her neck.
LOOK! Said the Queen as she grabbed and ripped off the flowing scarves – tossing them into the shocked audience, revealing the secret that is no more. Shaking with laughter, her tiny slaves falling from every crevice of her body, scurrying up the statue-like tableaus, swinging like monkeys from their immense and dripping cocks.
Slack-jawed in amazement – they watched the perverse scene, the only sounds they emitted were moans, as a dozen miniature men slid frantically up and down the hermaphrodites’ appendage, while others climbed in and out of their gaping pussies.
Every oddity performing at The Curiosity Corner came bursting from the wings and paraded around the writhing pile of sexual abandonment. Strobe lights flickered as Johnny the 3 legged Puppyboy stood center stage to rip off his coat – waving his 3rd leg at the front row, before balancing on the tip and bouncing away.
One after the other, the Bearded Lady, the Tri-Tit Tumbler, the Human Pin Cushion, each stopped to take a bow – until the stage was empty, except for undulating mass, sadistically grinding into each other.
A collective shiver rolled over them when the sound of dogs baying echoed through the hall, adding a strange, dissonant harmony to the guttural grunts coming from the stage. The air crackled with electricity as the music of the night reached a fevered pitch, a crescendo ready to come crashing down into a puddle of sexual chaos.
If Your Dare
The curtain falls with a thud and the house lights come up and nearly blinding the glassy-eyed audience. Confused and still reeling from the experience, they stood there, like a flock of sheep without a Sheppard.
Both doors opened, and there was a scramble to get out. Those that moved forward were rewarded with fresh crisp air and a world gone back to rights. Those that turned the other way were greeted by a snarling werewolf – forcing them in the other direction. Their howls turned into shrieks and then an almost human voice. Go Get Out Leave & Be gone.
The doors snapped shut and the Curiosity Corner went dark, all except one light aimed at a sign that read:
Next Show @ 9
If You Dare
Oh we aren’t through with you yet!
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