Chaotic Oddities

by Ledger, John

  Cherry Pie and her army had arrived in full force, as the elephant was ramming away at the front gates of the madman’s carnival. The zombies had carried a humongous trampoline along with them, and were using it to bounce their way into the carnival. Midget zombie clowns were driving bumper cars and the gate was eventually broken, as all hell broke loose.

  Ring Three

  Johnny and Lexi were waiting by the Ferris wheel, but there was no action in sight. No intruders, no zombie clowns, nothing. They climbed up into one of the top carts and made themselves comfortable. It was no secret that Lexi made her rounds with the men at the carnival, but Johnny was her favorite. He knew how to make her happy, he knew how to please her.

  Lexi took her clothes off and bent her body into a pretzel-like shape inside the cart as Johnny went down on her. Lexi’s legs were wrapped around her head as she held onto Johnny’s hair, pulling his face closer to her pussy. Lexi finally came, totally unaware of her nearby audience. Johnny was unaware as well, as he stood up and dropped his pants only to receive a knife in the throat. Lexi screamed as she freed herself from her awkward position, but it was too late, Mackenzie was on top of her, tearing at her throat with her razor like fingernails. Wyatt appeared in the cart as well, as he dumped Johnny’s body over the side to the ground below.

  The two vampire clowns fed themselves with Lexi’s blood before tossing her lifeless body aside to join her dead lover. Mackenzie was horny now as she ripped Wyatt’s pants open and took him in her mouth right there on the Ferris wheel. Wyatt was ready to explode when they were suddenly interrupted by their boss who happened to be hovering right beside them.

  “When you two are done, we have some serious business to tend to. Meet me on the ground.” Ambrose angrily ordered his cohorts, as he disappeared to the ground below to join his vampire clown army. Mackenzie was ready to go but Wyatt grabbed her by her hair and shoved his cock back inside her mouth. “We’re not done.” He said. A minute later though, they were.

  Clown Royale

  By the time Wyatt and Mackenzie joined their leader, a meeting was taking place. Father Fairview and his cohorts had shown up. Ambrose and the good Father didn’t like each other one bit, but they decided it was in their best interests to work together against the zombie clowns. The vampire army remained near the roller coaster while Father Fairview and his men headed for the merry go round. The gate had been penetrated and Cherry’s followers were inside the carnival. Zombie clowns and fiend clowns were fighting all over the place. Fiends were scalping zombies and cutting their brains out, while zombies were killing fiends and eating theirs.

  Harlan Flames was looking for his next target when he came face to face with a female clown. He recognized her right away, with her green hair and humongous tits, it was Rotten Crotch, drummer of Slut Tunnel. The rumor was that she would fuck anybody, and Harlan was excited to meet her because he just happened to be anybody. He smiled at her as she approached him with a sadistic grin on her pale clown face. Then she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, shoving her tongue down his throat as she felt his manhood press against her stomach. Harlan never saw it coming, as she quickly pulled a knife from a sheath on her waist and stuck it deep into his kidney. He dropped to his knees in pain, as Rotten snatched the knife from his body and slit his throat from behind. Harlan fell face first onto the ground and Rotten Crotch fell on top of him a second later. She never saw it coming either, as Father Fairview crushed her skull with his mallet.

  Cherry Pie and her followers marched deeper into the carnival, towards the roller coaster and the vampire army. Cotton Candy and her giant friend, Whitey, showed up at the gate just in time for fun and games. Father Fairview and the Professor went after Cherry Pie, leaving Glossup the Magnificent and his beast to tend to the new arrivals. The lion stepped forward, growling at the giant. Whitey let out a growl of his own as man and beast collided with each other. Cotton Candy was naked and defenseless as Glossup stalked her with his sword, and backed her into a corner. She fell to the ground and looked up at him, with her legs spread wide, as Glossup put the sword to her throat. Cotton backed her head away and put her mouth around the blade, as she slowly took it down her throat, inching her way towards Glossup, who seemed to be in a trance, as he watched her seductive talents. Cotton Candy was an expert sword swallower in more ways than one. Whitey had the lion in a headlock and finally snapped its neck, as he stood back up to see his damsel in distress. Cotton reached up and began massaging Glossup’s crotch, in order to keep him distracted long enough until Whitey intervened. Whitey came up behind Glossup and grabbed a hold of his head with both hands. Cotton was free from the sword, and she watched with glee as Glossup’s head exploded like a pumpkin. They headed towards all the noise to find Cherry Pie.

  Father and the Professor had shown up as well, standing alongside Ambrose and his crew. Cherry Pie was still on her elephant, glaring at the vampire leader as she spoke. “Who are you?”

  “Who am I? Who am I you ask, little girl? I run this city. This is my city.” Ambrose replied, as another female voice joined in the conversation. “Cherry, what the fuck are you doing?” Cotton Candy screamed at her friend, as she and Whitey showed up on the scene.

  “Shut up, bitch.” Wyatt said calmly, as he launched a knife at Cotton, it turned end over end with the handle hitting her in the forehead, knocking her unconscious. That was just the distraction Ambrose needed, and within a matter of seconds, he was on the elephant, biting Cherry’s neck, as he scooped her up and flew away. The other vamp clowns followed him, leaving Wyatt and Mackenzie behind, as Whitey once again, rescued Cotton and vacated the premises.

  The Professor fired off a shot at the same time that Wyatt tossed another knife, leaving Mackenzie dead with a bullet to the brain, and the Professor wounded with a knife in his gut. Wyatt was extremely pissed at the loss of his girlfriend, as he squared off with Father Fairview, who was guarding the Professor. The remaining zombies and fiends backed up, as the two prepared for battle. Father with his mallet, and Wyatt with his knives; someone was going to die.

  Wyatt launched a knife in the good Father’s direction, but Father blocked it with his mallet. Wyatt came at the Father and tried for a foot sweep, as the Father jumped up and swung his mallet down onto Wyatt’s back. Wyatt collapsed onto the ground, as the Father circled around him. Father Fairview slit Wyatt’s throat with one of his own knives and escaped with the Professor.

  One year later…

  Cherry had maintained her popularity, only now she was a solo act and Ambrose was the puppet master, pulling the strings behind the scenes. There was no more Slut Tunnel since Tight Rope and Rotten Crotch were both dead, and Cotton Candy was on the run with Whitey. It didn’t take long though before her career came to an end.

  It was at an autograph signing in a coffee shop when Father Fairview showed up and ruined her life. Cherry was signing a picture for a fan when she looked up to see the knife coming at her face. Father stuck the blade right through her left cheek as he pulled another knife from his right pocket and stabbed Cherry deep in her heart. She bled to death on the spot, as Father Fairview escaped and headed back to the carnival to tell his friend.

  As Father Fairview returned to the tent where they were staying, he discovered the Professor was not the same as he was when he left him. The Professor’s eyes were red and he had a rabid look on his face, as he watched the vampire clowns swarm into the tent behind Father Fairview. Father raised his mallet in hopes of defending himself, but it was all to no avail, as the vampire clowns surrounded him. The good Father saw his life flash before his eyes, as they attacked him with claws and fangs, slicing and biting him,.They tore the cult leader to shreds, leaving him in a pool of blood, as the Professor and his new comrades escaped the carnival. Cherry Pie and Father Fairview were dead, and Ambrose was once again in charge of Circus City.

  Aftermath…

  Cotton Candy had done a great job of staying underground, so to speak, with her new illustr
ious film career. She was officially the ‘Bukkake Queen’ now, and there were several pornos to prove it. Cotton still ran with her bodyguard/boyfriend Whitey, and she simply couldn’t get enough of his enormous cock. No matter how many dicks were in her face on film, nothing got her off like being drenched by Whitey’s monstrous member.

  Cotton was destined to take over Circus City now that Cherry was dead and gone, but she knew that Ambrose and his bloodthirsty army still stood in her way. The zombies were following her now, but some of them were led astray. Fiend clowns were worshiping her man-glazed body as well, but some of them still lingered around the old carnival in West Fairview. Cotton and Whitey headed to the carnival to visit her new fan club, where they discovered why some of her followers had gone away.

  Father Fairview was back and more twisted than ever. The cult leader was a zombie clown, with the powers of a vamp clown. He was the first ever hybrid with a fully functioning brain, and now he had fiends and zombies at his beck and call. Father and Cotton discussed their plans to take back the city from Ambrose and his followers, and then they celebrated. Cotton Candy disrobed, as zombies and fiends joined in with their cocks in hand for the biggest circle jerk ever. It was a glorious evening.

  Cotton Candy Crush

  “My family, my children, my brothers and sisters, rise to your feet, as I have risen again from the dead. I am your Father, and I am back, better than ever, my fiends! I’m no zombie like the rest of you, and I’m no blood-sucking freak like that Ambrose and his puppets. They couldn’t break my spirit even by killing me. They’re all going to pay though; Ambrose, The Professor and all those vampire bastards are dead! Do you understand me?” Father Fairview addressed his followers inside the big tent where he held all of his meetings.

  “Calm down, Father. Everything is under control.” Cotton Candy interrupted, as she put her arm around him. The psycho cult leader was distracted by her touch, hypnotized by her scent, and immediately drawn to her.

  “Cotton Candy shall be my Queen from this day on. You will show her the same respect that you show me, or else.” Father Fairview demanded. He took Cotton by the hand and marched out of the tent, dragging her along with him. She wasn’t putting up a fight, but she didn’t seem so eager to join him either.

  Whitey noticed all of this as he stalked the clown and his lover. Nobody was going to lay a hand on Cotton as far as Whitey was concerned, she belonged to him and he belonged to her. Cotton was his best friend and his lover, he would die for her if he had to.

  They stopped outside the door of a trailer, as Whitey watched from behind the Merry-go-round, waiting for a reason to break the Father in half. Insead, Whitey was shocked at what he saw. It was Cotton who stopped the Father and captured his attention, as she stuck her tongue down his throat, hopping into his arms, as he clumsily carried her into the trailer.

  Whitey was not happy.

  Lord Ambrose

  Ambrose knew that it was a good idea to keep the Professor around. He hadn’t lost his touch one bit since being turned; the Professor was a genius. You see, Ambrose was well aware that Father Fairview was alive again, and that he was stronger than ever before. He was a hybrid, a zombie and a vampire. Mix that with a homicidal clown and you have Hitler with a big red nose.

  It was the Professor that accidentally pointed out it out to him, the obvious secret weapon. Cherry Pie.

  The Professor was rambling on about his concerns to Ambrose when he gave him the idea. “That lunatic is alive again and he’s going to come after me. He’s going to come after you too, we’re all going to die. He has an army of clowns, we’re outnumbered by a lot, Ambrose, and what are we going to do?”

  “Professor, please? Enough.”

  “Enough? Enough? He came back from the dead! He’s like you only stronger. What are you going to do against him? Jesus Christ, Ambrose, you really fucked us, man. Next thing you know, Cherry will come back from the dead to kill me too.”

  “Cherry? Yes, Cherry.” Ambrose smiled at the Professor.

  “What? Yeah, Cherry. What are you fucking losing it on me now?”

  “No, Professor, you’re a genius. Cherry is the answer to our problem. Maybe Father Fairview is more dangerous than me now, but he’s no more dangerous than Cherry. I bit her. If she comes back, she’s a hybrid, just like him.”

  “Oh Jesus Christ, no, why? Why would you bring her back? Why did I say anything?”

  “Be glad you did, my friend. You may have just saved our lives.”

  “You better hope so, Ambrose, you better hope this doesn’t all blow up in your face. Cherry can’t be trusted, dead or alive.”

  A few hours after that conversation took place, Ambrose had removed Cherry’s corpse from the ground, and she looked as good as new. Her red hair glistened under the moonlight as Ambrose entered her cold and vacant body. As he struggled to get inside of her, she finally came to life, her eyes bulging, her hips convulsing as the vampire lord raped her. “You are my bitch now, Cherry, do you understand me? I am your lord, I am Lord Ambrose, ruler of Circus City. And you, you are my bitch.”

  “Yes, my Lord.” She screamed, as she took him deep inside of her rejuvenated body. “Oh God, yes, my Lord!”

  Ambrose exploded inside of his bitch and took her back home. Back to the Professor and back to the darkness, where they all waited. Waited for the time to strike, waited for the time to kill. Waited for the time to end Father Fairview and his carnival, once and for all.

  Whitey’s Last Stand

  It was Saturday night at the carnival, and Father Fairview was raking in the big bucks. Cotton Candy had become his main attraction and money maker, with her addiction to semen. Men lined up for as far as the eye could see, buying their tickets so that they could step inside Cotton’s tent and cum in her face. Or maybe they wanted to cum on her tits or ass, it really didn’t matter to her. It didn’t matter to the Father either, as he was reaping the benefits.

  Whitey had had enough though, no more would he allow these perverts to disgrace his lady. It was time to rescue his damsel in distress once again, only this time it was Father Fairview that needed to suffer. He preached and preached to his followers all of the time, but as far as Whitey was concerned, he was the sinner.

  Whitey made his way to the front of the line, blocking the entrance to the tent. Some fiend clown at the front of the line was immediately up in his face, “Hey, what’s the big idea, wise guy? I got my ticket, I’m next. Outta the way, fatty!”

  Whitey smacked the clown on both sides of his head, with both of his giant hands, flattening his skull like a pancake. The whole line backed up, nobody else confronted Whitey as a crew of workers dragged the dead clown away. Whitey’s hopes and dreams were about to be crushed, as Cotton made her way out of the tent from behind him.

  “Whitey, what are you doing?”

  The giant stared at her with a blank look on his face.

  “This is my job, Whitey. This is my life. I’m not your girlfriend, and I’m not your fucking property, so get the fuck lost, okay?”

  Whitey was heartbroken, as he lumbered away from the carnival, tears rolling down his deformed face. Cotton was the only person who had ever been nice to him, and now she was meaner than anyone had ever been. He didn’t want to hurt her though, he still loved her. It was that clown that was to blame, Father Fairview had to die, and Whitey was the man to kill him.

  Cherry Pie Surprise

  Whitey felt like he’d been walking for hours when he stumbled across a blast from the past. He thought his mind was playing tricks on him because the woman walking down the street towards him was dead. Everyone in Circus City knew that Cherry Pie had been murdered, yet here she was right in front of him, gorgeous as ever with an army of vamp clowns behind her. Whitey wondered where their leader was, as he noticed the absence of Lord Ambrose.

  “Whitey! Long time no see, old buddy. Where’s my girl Cotton at? Isn’t she your new girlfriend Whitey? Aren’t you her little bitch, or should I say, big bitch
?”

  Whitey looked at the ground as he replied. “No. She told me go. Cotton no love Whitey.”

  “Aww she did, huh? Well you know, Whitey, she’s always been a bitch. That’s why you should’ve stayed by my side. That’s why you should come back to my side. Come here, Whitey. At least give an old friend a hug?” Cherry asked as she put her arms out to the giant. Whitey hesitated for a moment before leaning over into Cherry’s arms and hugging her. As soon as she was close enough, Cherry chomped down on his neck, locking her jaws like a vice. Whitey fought back, flinging Cherry from his body with ease, but the damage was already done.

  The Vamp army beat Whitey to the ground while Cherry Pie got back to her feet. They made sure not to kill him, rendering him unconscious with only a few bumps and bruises. The Vamp army carried their new secret weapon away, as they disappeared in the darkness.

  Lords and Lunatics

  Lord Ambrose looked into his future and he didn’t like what he saw. His army was obviously not his anymore, they were wrapped around Cherry Pie’s finger, following her every order. He knew his only chance for survival was to go it alone and get away from everyone. He tried to talk the Professor into coming with him, but the old man had chosen a much more depressing escape. He’d refused to feed since he’s been turned and he was nearing his end.