© Copyright, all rights reserved by Constance Grant, 1999 Manasquan, NJ

My heartfelt thanks goes to Hollywood for planting this obsession in my way.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is unintended.

Dear fan, please take note. This story is a departure from my normal writings; it truly earns a XXX rating and contains a brutal rape scene. If you find such things distasteful, do not read this story.
Any comments are welcome.
This story contains adult situations, describes sexual activities, and deals with magical body exchange. If such material upsets you, or if it's illegal for you to read this - DON'T.

 

A Devil Of A Deal  -  A Story of Obsession and Fulfillment

                                                                                        by: Constance Grant     ConnieBabe69@hotmail.com

 

"My name is Jack Rider Kahn III, and boy was I riding high. I remember standing nude in front of all the mirrors and asking loudly, "What isn’t going my way?"

With a huge smile I answered back, even more loudly, "Nothing baby, you have got it all."

And I did. Tomorrow on my twenty-fifth birthday, as per the terms of papa’s will, I will come into the vast Kahn fortune. It will come to just over seventy three point five million dollars, if you must know – after the bloodsucking government takes its share. True I had to sweat for it, and I really do miss mumsy, and even papa a little, but certainly, not my selfish conniving siblings.

I went over my plan for tomorrow. That avalanche at Aspen was so very fortunate. It makes me sad that I promised Mr. Stern one million to make it happen, but then I really don’t intend to pay him. What can he do, take me to court, and sue for murdering my family for me?

No, but he could murder me! So, I will pay that nice Mr. Dixon the one hundred thousand tomorrow to kill Mr. Stern, when he comes to collect. It was so convenient of him to wait until I receive my new checkbook.

I’m proud of how I arranged all that, and papa used to complain that I couldn’t plan lunch. My bookie, Abe Vincenta was very helpful, I guess he has a vested interest, but he is a prince among men. I can’t believe that I lost three point two million on sport’s wagers while attending Harvard all those years.

‘You’re a professional college freshman, you better graduate or you’re disinherited! All you’ll have from me is your name,’ papa would sneer, then he would laugh uproariously. I think I hated the laugh most of all.

But Abe had every bet that I won or lost recorded, added the interest. Oh my, that spreadsheet was complicated, lots of pages too. However I reasoned, if you can’t trust your bookie, whom can you trust? Abe was so patient and understanding, he put me in touch with Mr. Stern - when after seven years it appeared I would never graduate, so creative. And that idea to save almost a million dollars by hiring Mr. Dixon was pure inspiration.

I wish she would finish her dancing, but Abe said that she has her job to do first, and she would be here soon with my birthday present. She is hot! Abe says she makes more tips than all the other girls combined. Well with those perfect tits, tiny, tiny waist, and that rounded marvel of a butt. Look! Jackie is coming to attention and she isn’t even here yet! What a magnificent cock I have, Bambi will love it – I just know she will!

But the thing that turns me on, really turns me on, are her tiny soft luscious feet. She dances barefooted for half her act, which is so sexy. She never lets her heels touch the floor, it’s just like she is wearing high heel shoes. Christ it makes those muscles in her legs defined, and she moves so gracefully, just like a cat.

You know what got me really hot for her? She asked me to lick her luscious feet. Yes that’s right, she sat on the edge of the runway and I licked and sucked her feet. Starting with her toes – God the place went crazy. Everybody was calling out and hooting for me, I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to. That was a month ago, and now Abe is giving me Bambi for my birthday present. In private, all to myself, in his very own mirror room of pleasures.

Please hurry Bambi!

Finally! The mirrored entrance door is opening!

Here she is, oh Christ. She is still sweaty from the dance. Jackie is really at attention now.

"Lover baby," she cooed, "why have you waited so long to visit me, I see you out there in the crowd... Don’t you really want me?" She finished with that high bimbo like voice, God, but that really melts my ice.

"Christ Bambi, I dream of you all the time. I mean, Abe never offered. I thought you girls were unavailable, I mean that you only danced for our pleasure."

"Oh Jack baby, I would always be available to you. Oh my God, will you look at that cock! I guess you are hot for me. But do you really love little old me?"

"Bambi you’re the best, I’ll do anything for you!"

"Anything baby?"

Now that had me worried, it wasn’t like I would marry her or anything. And Abe said there was no charge for tonight, but that Bambi would appreciate a tip. I was ready with either a hundred or thousand dollar bill, depending on how great she was. "Almost anything baby." I hedged.

"Would you lick my sweaty body?"

Now that was something I wanted to do! "Sure baby."

"Come over to these cushions Jack my lover baby, and lay down. I’ll lay right here, will you rub my tiny feet and calves; the balls of my feet get a little dirty dancing. Do you mind that?"

"Not in the least, give me a few minutes and they will be clean as a whistle." God this was so HOT, she must be able to read my mind.

We had all night so I took my time. There wasn’t much dirt, and it was only on the balls of her feet, and toes where they were exposed to the floor. But her feet were so soft, like a baby’s bottom, clean and white. I started on the little toe of her right foot; her left foot found my iron hard cock and toyed with it. There was a faint odor of sweat, but other than that, I couldn’t believe I was washing her toe with my mouth. I worked my way to her big toe, and when I sucked it into my mouth, she gave a little shudder. This was so much better in private, she just kept massaging my cock with her other soft tiny foot, it was driving me crazy.

"Oh baby, you do that so good, clean the bottom of my foot now." She gasped.

I set to my task of lust, again I reveled in the fact that her feet were not like other women that I, ah, did this with. They were perfectly smooth and free of calluses, almost like she didn’t wear shoes like other women. I worked on it licking and sucking the creamy flesh into my mouth. Often she would giggle or shudder, her other tiny foot continued rubbing my cock seductively. Finishing the soles of her feet, leaving them perfectly clean - I sucked all of her toes into my mouth at once. She cried out and shuddered mightily, grinding my engorged cock into my belly. I was a little embarrassed to ejaculate, but I couldn’t help it. I mean, could you?

Her foot rubbed my still hard cock, and amazingly smeared all of my cum on to her foot, like a cat cleans its face with a paw. Then she offered me that foot to clean. Now normally I want to rest when that happens, after I cum I mean, maybe have the girl give me a massage. But it was so hot to lick my cum from that fantastic little foot, my cock didn’t even consider resting, I didn’t consider resting. I had never tasted my own cum, like who goes down on a whore? Or kiss after a blowjob? But I didn’t hesitate licking this fantastic foot.

"Don’t loose any baby, catch every drop." It was like licking an ice cream cone on a warm day, but I didn’t loose a drop. When I sucked all her toes into my mouth again, it was as if I had touched her with a cattle prod, her back arched, she shuddered and cried out. I sucked and sucked and she stayed in the throws of ecstasy for a full minute, I swear. God, this girl’s feet were fantastic. I looked into the mirrors surrounding us and above us, she wasn’t faking, this was the real thing. My God, how I envied her – such a powerful orgasm so soon after the last.

After a minute, she jackknifed her body, and lay beside me. "You are the most fantastic lover I ever knew, was it as good for you?"

"Baby I have never experienced anything like that, too bad you only have two of those wonderful feet."

"Two is enough! I would die with more." She giggled, "Would you like to experience the most fantastic thing? Feel the ecstasy I experienced?"

"Great God, yes!"

"Are you sure baby? You have to really want this. Do you really want to feel such a bone crushing orgasm?"

"Boy, do I ever! I would do anything for that!"

Bambi seemed to reach into the air, and produced a thin chain about two feet long, with ten jade rings on links clustered at each end. Bambi looked as if she were concentrating, and asked me to place a ring on each of her ten toes from one end of the chain. Very carefully, I wet each toe in turn by sucking it into my mouth and licking, and then I slid one ring on each luscious toe. It was almost like magic, as each ring slid on it seemed to shrink, and I couldn’t remove it. When all the rings were on, her feet were bound together by the toes, bare inches apart, and the thin chain binding them seemed to glow with a light of it’s own.

Bambi sat up and placed a ring from the other end of the chain on each of my toes, she sucked each of my toes into her mouth, and slid a ring on. As a ring seated I could feel it snug, not uncomfortably, just enough for me to wonder how we would ever remove them. The jade on my toes, was not the beautiful adornment that it was on Bambi’s. Yet, it was erotic as I thought we were bound together, and I was experiencing the same sensations of bondage as she.

All this time my cock was hard as a rock.

"This is a magic chain," she explained in a sultry voice, "bound together like this we will be able to experience each other’s ecstasy. Lay back and enjoy, your turn is coming." She propped up my head and shoulders with pillows, so I could see us reflected from almost every angle. Our feet bound together by the jade rings on our toes fascinated me. Bambi then lay on top of me, separating her knees so that my ramrod cock could slide into her dripping cunt. Even with her toes bound by the rings as they were, her amazingly flexible body allowed her knees to part, and to fully engulf my cock in her snug love canal. It was an unbelievable sensation, made even more so by the sight of her pleasuring me from every angle. My eyes were drawn to our feet, which were now connected by a chain of shimmering light. Her feet were caressing mine, and sending shivers of delight up my body to my brain.

Her body began to undulate, and I could feel the muscles of her cunt rippling and gripping my cock. "Are you watching baby?" She asked.

"I couldn’t tale my eyes off you if I tried."

"I know baby, watch our feet." There was a kind of blurring, and gradually her feet looked like mine, at the same time my feet were looking like hers. From the ankle down, her gorgeous feet appeared to be now mine. I tried to say something, but it was as if I was paralyzed.

"Look at our hands baby." She reached up and gripped my hands, interlocking her fingers into mine. She had several silver rings gracing her fingers; it was as if I was looking at our hands through a telescope, and could see every detail. My hands morphed into hers, and hers into mine. Her rings appeared on what was my hand; my stolen senior ring appeared on her hand, which now looked like my hand.

"Look at our arms lover." She cooed. The hair seemed to withdraw into my arms, and they lost muscle mass, forming into a replica of her arms. I felt a sense of power traveling through my cock into her cunt, and her arms took on the muscle definition that mine once had, dark hair grew out and covered her arms.

"Look at our faces my lover." She kissed me firmly and I could see in the mirrors my face morphing into hers, and then her face morphed into mine. Her stubble of a beard felt uncomfortably rough on my now delicate skin. I felt a coarse large tongue forcing itself into my small mouth. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my curly back hair changing into the spun gold of Bambi’s blonde mane. Then her golden hair shortened into the coarse curly mass that was my hair.

"Now my lover, look at our legs." She broke the kiss looking down at me and said, "You really are extraordinarily beautiful, you know." I tried to answer but I couldn’t. Again like my arms, first my legs lost their hair, then muscle mass forming into Bambi’s perfectly shaped limbs. Her legs then took on the form of mine, and I could feel more of my power flowing through my cock into her cunt. Coarse black hair grew on her legs and began to itch and tickle my hairless ones. My limbs were all so sensitive now, I marveled at how a woman’s whole being was so alive – I really had no idea they felt so much. Where our thighs came together her coarse hairs almost hurt my delicate skin, but it was exciting too. Christ what a great birthday present.

She lifted herself over me with what were once my powerful arms; I could see her magnificent breasts hanging down. In the worst way, I wanted to take them into my moth and suckle them. But it was not to be, for she said, "Look my lover at my breasts." I had no choice; my eyes seemed to move between the mirrors and looking up at her arched chest. This time her breasts shrunk into the flat plain of muscle of my chest. Her areoles shrunk to less than an inch, her nipples became little male bumps, and thick matted hair grew until the skin barely showed. The ceiling mirrors showed her back changing from the smooth curves of a goddess, to the hairy muscled back of a mere man. Then I saw the hair disappear from my chest, my nipples and areoles started to grow, and the perfectly firm breasts that had once been Bambi’s form on my chest. Looking down they looked enormous, and I could feel their substantial weight pulling at my muscles. But looking in the mirrors, they looked no larger than Bambi’s quite delectable rack. What was Bambi’s quite delectable rack, I corrected myself with a giggle.

"Look at my butt lover." Again my eyes riveted on the section of her body at her command. Her luscious butt, the dream come reality that I had planned to ravish before the night was through, began to shrink. She took on the muscle structure that was once mine, hair sprouted, and from top to bottom, side-to-side, it now looked exactly like I was lying on top of Bambi. Then I could feel my butt changing, growing softer, rounder, spreading. I could now feel the bumps and wrinkles on the satin pillows pressing into my skin. What a perfect illusion!

"And now my lover, you will fell feel what few men have ever felt. You will feel my cock in your cunt, and then I will royally fuck you with your magnificent cock." I couldn’t see much; Bambi’s legs drew together. I felt my cock shrinking and leaving her cunt, and then I felt things changing. I knew then that my organs were becoming female, I would now have the love canal, and my cock was forming into a clit. I felt something growing along my belly, and for the first time I felt a hard cock on the delicate skin of my mons, extending past my belly button. "I will make this good for you, so that you will know it is not so bad to be Bambi, it will be a memory to last a eternity." Her resonant male laugh filled me as she spoke with my voice and it seemed another’s. ‘How could she laugh and speak at the same time?’ I wondered.

With that, she started to knead my breasts, tweaking the nipples in a most delightful way. Soon my old body was leaning down and taking little bites, licking and blowing on my exquisite nipples. It was as if electric shocks were racking my breasts. Bambi’s, no my old stubble scraped them deliciously, and a feeling inside of me seemed to develop from everywhere focusing somewhere in my lower stomach. Very soon something began to spasm, my back arched and I left felt my whole body shuddering. It was unlike anything I ever felt as a man; call me shallow, but at that instant, I never wanted to be a man again.

As soon as I stopped shuddering and crying out, Bambi began rubbing her cock along my slit. The head was bumping over what could only be my engorged clit, and caressing my soft nether lips. Slowly every thing centered on that little organ, it became the center of my universe as my cock used to become. I was suspended in a sea of feeling, and I wanted this man deep within me, but he kept teasing my tiny organ. Then I felt other sensations gathering from all over my body, all of the feelings, his tongue invading my mouth, his hairy chest crushing my delicate breasts, his hairy legs between mine, I even felt the jade rings on my toes binding my little feet together. I sensed all that as one grand sensation, as I began to climax again. It was more intense than my first, again my back arched and I quivered from head to foot for what seemed like forever, but still I felt unfulfilled as my body finally relaxed. As intense as that orgasm was, I still needed more without pause.

Bambi then shifted my old body and found the opening to my love canal. She teased me until I wanted to shout at her to shove it into me all the way. My body shook and quivered with the need for that stiff cockmeat deep inside my love canal. Finally, Bambi rammed it home, through the almost soaking passage filled with my juices, coming to rest against my cervix. "What do you want human woman, tell me!" He booming voice demanded.

"Fuck me, oh God FUCK ME!!!" My voice had returned, only it wasn’t my voice, it was Bambi’s high bimbo voice. But it sounded just right coming from a sex-starved slut having the shit fucked out of her. "FUCK ME, RAM IT IN TO ME YOU BASTARD!!"

"Do you ever want to be a man again?" Bambi boomed.

"No! This is too good, God damn it, shut up. Move, MOVE! FUCK ME HARDER!!"

"Do you ever want to be a man again?" Bambi turned me demanded again louder.

That feeling was growing again, all over my body. Christ she was kneading my nipples like they were small cocks, squeezing my breasts like they were handles to my soul.

"No I never want to be a man again." I gasped then shouted, "God damn it, stop talking and FUCK ME HARDER!! Pull those goddamn tits OFF!!!"

"Do you ever want to be a man again?" Bambi shouted for the third time.

I barely heard her over the blood pounding in my head. It was peaking again, stronger than before. I could feel his cock enlarging inside me as it pounded into me. "No, I’ll never be a man again." I gasped, then with one last effort I screamed, "I NEED YOU! FUCK ME!!"

I felt him pump his seed into me, time after time; it felt like I was filled to overflowing. Then I began shuddering, arching my back against his weight, and all went black for a while as I experienced true total ecstasy. From somewhere outside my world of sensation, I heard this powerful voice as it laughed, "Foolish woman, mortal men will never satisfy you after you have had The Demon. Pray that I visit again."

When I could move and open my eyes, I saw Bambi in my complete body standing above me, "This is a good body, and it was a fair trade. You are welcome to enjoy my previous life as a gorgeous love slave, as I will yours as a handsome man." She said this softly while giving me my patented smile, and then in a loud voice, "It’s complete now! Abe, you may come in."

He must have been waiting right outside, maybe looking through a one-way mirror, as he, Dixon, and Stern walked in to the room. Abe said, "Well now Jackie my girl. You have been fucked by the demon, now it’s the turn of us mere mortals." He looked at my feet saying, "You are fortunate he left you some magic rings, perhaps he will come to claim them some dark night."

It was true I had a jade ring in each of my big, middle and pinky toes. They looked perfect against the creamy skin on my plump little feet. I looked at my little feet, marveling that they were now mine, that at any time I could look at them, and touch and kiss them. Somehow, I knew the rings could never be removed by mortal hand. I brought my legs under me, and then rose with feline grace to my feet, I found myself standing on the balls of my feet as Bambi had. It felt perfectly natural, and I reveled in the sexy way the muscle tension made my legs and calves look.

Stern looked at me with the cold eyes of a reptile, and said, "Hire my brother to kill me, foolish woman. To your knees."

It was as if I had no control. He stood in front of me and released his huge tool. "Lick!" he commanded.

I had no choice; I held it with one small hand and shuddered at its size, the thought of that monster in me anywhere terrified me. I couldn’t get that in my small mouth, I knew I couldn’t. But I licked as he commanded. I licked his tool until it was sopping wet, then he said, "Suck it into your mouth, and you better not bite me."

At first, it wouldn’t go, no matter how hard I sucked, but finally I sucked the entire head in distending my jaw painfully. I no sooner was used to that, than he grabbed my head by the hair and started to fuck my face roughly. His monster cock went down my throat gagging me, he laughed at my attempts to breath. I couldn’t get any air past it, and I was suffocating. I wanted to bite him to force him to release me, but my jaw was so distended I couldn’t close it.

Then one of the other men picked me up so I was held on one end by Sterns massive cock, my now weak arms frantically trying to push him away. I couldn’t, and he joked at my feeble attempts to breathe. Just as I was about to pass out he pulled the monster back so air would pass, and… Christ almighty! Somebody shoved a massive cock up my ass. I didn’t believe that there was that much pain in the entire world. I couldn’t breath with Sterns cock shoved back down my throat again. Again he the moved my head back, and I took life sustaining breaths through my nose. He let me have a few, which focused my mind on the pain in my ass and pressure in my bowels.

I felt something clamp on to my right nipple. Then it was as if a nail was driven through it, then the same on my left nipple. I could only see Stern’s belly as he picked just then to ram his cock down my throat again. Just when I thought I could bear no more discomfort, I felt like heavy weights were swinging from my tits. I was about to pass out from lack of air again, and he pulled out of my throat enough for me to take a few breaths. Suddenly my nipples hurt like hell as something was sprayed on them, I thought it must be acid from the agonizing pain. Then the cock in my ass began to fuck me, God did that hurt, although after a dozen strokes it didn’t hurt so muck, it began to feel almost felt nice as it filled me. Then I felt something shoved up my love canal; it felt twice the size of Bambi’s cock, but not at all pleasant, nor was it meant to be.

Someone, Abe I think said, "Just like stuffing a turkey bros, think she likes this?"

Someone answered, "All cunts love to be stuffed, she isn’t saying no! Is she?"

"She’s not saying I love you either." I could feel Stern laughing and feel the vibrations from his voice down my throat as he rammed his cock in yet again.

Then when I thought it could get no worse, everybody started to fuck me at once. I was just a living powerless toy for their pleasure. The massive thing in my cunt moved as if with a mind of its own, the cock in my ass pounded into me with no thought of my pleasure. My tits and breasts strained against the cruel weights pulling at them relentlessly. I was a receptacle for their lust, soon to be overflowing with their cum. There was nothing pleasurable about being used like this, my whole being as violated and in pain for the pleasure of men. Only for the pleasure of the men cruelly using me, was this to be my fate?

Finally, Stern was driving into my mouth and throat, like a piston in a racing engine. I thought my neck would break from the violence of his movement. Just when I thought it could not get worse, and then I felt his monster swell even more and begin to ejaculate. It ejaculated time after time down my sore and tender throat, and when he pulled out still spurting I couldn’t close my jaw, it seemed locked open. But now my locked jaw was the least of my worries, the cock impaling my ass started to swell and pump into my tortured sore hole. God was this what it was like for those girls at the frat? I always thought girls enjoyed this sort of thing. You know, they are playing hard to get when they screamed hysterically for me to stop. Weren’t they?

When it was over Stern forced my mouth closed with a hard smack, and they discarded me onto the floor like a dirty rubber sex toy.

I began to weep as I looked down at my shaking abused body, and saw the one-inch gold rings now piercing my bleeding inflamed nipples. I could still feel the massive dildo shoved into my sore cunt, and feel the cum dripping from my ass and mouth. Abe squatted down and pulled out the dildo roughly.

Then looking me in the eye, he said, "Bambi will now have your body, and you will be Bambi. After we have emptied your accounts, my brothers and I will give her fifty thousand dollars to start a new life." He was idly pulling at the nipple rings someone had so cruelly pierced me with, it hurt, and I winched and cried out a little. He continued ignoring, no enjoying my pain. "Hilda will take you to your room backstage and pierce your clit and cunt lips, you will only fuck for pleasure when we unlock you. You will pleasure our special customers with your mouth, feet, and ass. You will also do Bambi’s exotic dance four times a day, and do lap dances when requested. The Demon informs me you will have no trouble, as your body will remember how."

Abe leaned back and laughed, "He also thanks you for the souls of your mother, father, two sisters and two older brothers. They will curse you in agony for many years until you join them." Then he smiled, if you could call it that, and continued, "Don’t feel too bad, he thinks that he would have claimed them all eventually. The whole miserable family was destined for him. Cunt!" He left me on the floor like a discarded toy, too weak and hurt to do more than weep with shame and humiliation at my new condition.

They all left the room, and a within a short time a heavy woman came to me, "I must do some painful things to you, Abe is our absolute master in this anteroom of hell, and I must obey. But we can be friends, you and I – my name is Hilda. Bambi was friends with me, and I kept her body beautiful for you, until you claimed it. I will keep your body beautiful for you too. Come."

She helped me to my feet; even with the pain, my body moved gracefully, when I was standing, she unclipped the heavy weights from my nipple rings. She put her arm around me, and led me back through a maze of passageways to a small sparsely furnished bedroom. We passed men and nude girls, the men leered, but the girls averted their eyes with shame when they noticed my bleeding nipples. I was surprised that even in a state of shock, I still walked cat like on the balls of my small feet.

Once I was lying on the bed she put a towel under my butt saying, "You are leaking from those pigs, I will show you how to manage that. But for now I must do your piercing."

She left and returned with a tray of implements. First, she had me hold a plastic bag of crushed ice against my new cunt lips and clit. "If it is real cold, you won’t feel the pain as much."

When she judged it cold enough two men came in and each took a leg at my knee and spread my legs painfully wide. I was helpless in their grip and my cunt was fully exposed for whatever Helga must do. I couldn’t see what she was doing, I only felt pressure and pain as she pierced me and inserted still more rings. "Look at your lovely feet and legs Bambi, they were always your favorite part – think of how I will rub them with lotions, so that the men will adore you. It will make your pain more bearable."

She applied antibiotic cream to all my pierced parts when the men left, and its local anesthetic seemed to ease my pain somewhat. I looked up at her and asked, "Where are my clothes?"

"You have none of your own, when required you are dressed as before you go on stage to strip. If a special man wants to see you garbed at first - you will be dressed, otherwise you will nude. It isn’t bad for you to be nude, it is always quite warm here."

"But what if I want to go out?"

"You are not allowed out, clothes and shoes will only make your body coarse – and less pleasant for the men. Sleep now, you must dance tomorrow."

She left the room and I couldn’t help glancing down at my new body. My nipples were still bleeding a little, and my clit and lips throbbed with pain, I was afraid to look at what had been done to me. I tried to cheer myself up, outside of throbbing pains, and the thought of what Abe and his brothers did to me, I looked healthy and desirable – ‘really none the worse for wear,’ I told myself.

Regardless, anger built up in me as I thought, ‘why me? I’m not that bad of a person, and I’m a man for Christ sake.’ But I knew that I wasn’t a man any longer, and my transformed body seemed to demand acquiescence and subservience to the will of others. It was as if I no longer had the will to rant and resist my cruel fate. Then I smiled and looked at my creamy white feet and at the jade rings locked to my toes, ‘When will my demon come for me again?’ I hoped it wouldn’t wait too long to claim me again, as I drifted off to sleep.

 

Author’s note:

This story was suggested by an actual series of events. In western Pennsylvania, some years ago, a man like Jack existed. In real life he paid a man, call him Mike; to have is family murdered so that he could claim the family fortune solely for himself. In real life Mike used poison, and covered his tracks by burning down the family mansion – mother, father, two brothers, his sister, three maids and two male servants all died that night.

Jack was also a long-term college student in an Ivy League university, and was well known for abusing women – his father repeatedly paid money to hush scandal.

The mass murder came to light several years after the fact. Mike was doing time for an armed robbery and bragged to a cellmate about the mass murder and arson. The cellmate turned states evidence. After years of trials, Jack was finally convicted of conspiracy to commit mass murder – while in jail he fell and fatally broke his neck while exercising.

I wrote this story while wondering if there was a faster road to retribution… Evil Connie

 

 

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