Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned with the final chapter of this whole new Woodland Park story. To remind you all, if you are underage, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or find the notion of women in love with each other offensive or objectionable, then please do us a favor and leave now for your own sakes and good. Also, this final chapter will be dealing with incest; naturally, it is morally and legally wrong in the real world, so please do not, I mean, do not try any of the things you are about to read here at home!!!!!!
Any further questions? If not, then let's conclude this story, shall we?
WOODLAND PARK: THE SPIRIT OF EASTER-THE CONCLUSION: BUNNY HEAT
by Keith
The four Woodland Parkettes were already on the next plane back to Woodland Park, California from New York with a quadruple surprise to spare: all four of the ladies had magically sprouted magical penises for their very own after having imbibed a secret purple-colored elixir Zo-elle Mayfield had them drink at her apartment when they visited her for her party over the weekend. It was not all for Zo-elle had proposed marriage to Erica after having gotten her pregnant along with Erica getting Zoey pregnant as well. A lot of things were floating through her mind as the plane landed at San Angeles International Airport and they all boarded the taxi bound for Woodland Park, their home town.
"What am I gonna still tell my dad and everybody else about the marriage proposal?", she thought to herself for she was too exhausted to think much more of it for it was the beginning of Holy Week, and things were about to get really interesting.
In the weekend while Erica, Jackie Pooh, Bunny, and Jere were in New York, Erica's former student, Stanliee Marsden, now in the 7th Grade had gone out with an older girl named Kylle Ryan, a 15-year old freshman attending Las Carmenitas High from Woodland Park. School had let out early that Friday afternoon just in time for Easter Week, and Stanne and her friend, Kenniee, were only too glad to get home for some nonconstructive downtime. Along the way home, they both decided to stop off at a local ice cream joint and their conversation got around to.....THE PASSION OF THE CHRIST!
"Say dude, did ya finally see it? The Passion of the Christ?"
"Oh yeah, I saw it alright......"
"And whatcha think of it?"
"Well, Kenniee. To tell you the truth.......that movie wasn't really that great to begin with like they've been sayin' it was. Why would anyone want to spend around $30,000,000 just to make a movie about how an iconic figure died as opposed to how he lived? If they would've paid more attention to his life and how he helped a lot of people, then maybe, just maybe, it would've meant something, but I also noticed some people became sickened towards the end of the movie, wishing it to end. I've read all 4 of the Gospels pertaining to Christ and how he lived and died, and to be even more frank and truthful, the opening scene in the Garden of Gethsemene where and when Jesus is confronted by Lucifer isn't even in the Gospel According to Matthew! Jesus was confronted by the Devil in the desert wilderness before he began his ministry and was tempted by him. He also was not in the crowd scene towards the end of the Gospel According to Matthew, dude."
"That's Mel Gibson, dude. What can you do? He just decided to tell the New Testament Good News his own way. You don't have to believe it if you don't want to, and besides, whatcha doin' this weekend?"
"Well, I was planning to spend the day with Kylle, the girl jock from Las Carmenitas High down at the Mall. Wanna come?"
"Nah, I can't. I gotta go with my parents to visit some relatives for my aunt's birthday tomorrow afternoon. Lemme know how it turns out, k?"
Stanne and Kenniee sat quietly for the rest of the afternoon finishing their ice cream malts before going home to prepare for the weekend and the holiday week ahead.
Saturday morning came around as quietly as it could for it was the final day before daylight savings time as Stanne's mother, Randiee sat the kitchen table by herself, driniking her coffee. It was only a few minutes later that Stanne's older sister, Kevynne and her friend, Kylle Cranston walked in from down the hall dressed in only their sleepshirts and mini nightgowns. The clock struck 8:45.
"Hello Mom."
"Oh, Hi, Kevynne. Your sister up yet?"
"She's still asleep, Ms. Marsden. Want me to wake her up?"
"No, no. No need for you to do anything of the sort, Kylle. I'll wake her myself", said Randiee as she sipped the last of her morning coffee from her mug before getting up to go to the sink to rinse it off. As she walked towards the sink, her stark naked bottom clearly showed from the form-fitting barely coverable t-shirt she wore to bed each and every night as it gently and slightly sashayed itself from side-to side in an hourglass sort of manner which caught both college women by surprise.
"Why Ms. Marsden, I never knew you slept bottomless", exclaimed Kylle to her hostess who was also taken pleasantly by surprise by her comment and compliment as both her and her daughter stared at her naked buttocks.
"Helps me to go to the bathroom better at night. Any you two wanna take this into the bedroom for a three way ho-down after I get your sister up, Kevynne?", said Randiee with a slyly sexy wink in her eye.
"Ooh sure thing, Mom. I'll get her up", said Kevynne as she quickly walked down the hall towards Stanne's room to awaken her.
It took Stanne not long for her to shower, get dressed, comb her long sandy blonde hair and put on her best denim jacket before she was on her way to meet Kylle Ryan at her house to go to the Mall with her.
In fact, both young women were impeccably dressed: Stanne had on the tightest form-fitting navy blue t-shirt complete with stonewashed blue jeans and jean jacket and black high top sneakers while Kylle had on a pique knit red and white striped sleeveless t-shirt with baggy khaki corduroy bootcut cargo pants and a pair of brown Western boots to match.
At the mall, they had the time of their lives, seeing the sights, trying out the concession stands, even holding hands and wrapping their arms around each other's shoulders every once in a while, only occasionally looking into each other's eyes, trying to find some kind of remote romantic spark that would ignite an onslaught of passion that would know no bounds.
As the afternoon wore on, Stanne and Kylle walked lazily about the Mall, checking out the many boutiques, the many over priced and very poor quality merchandised boutiques that pandered to the stereotypical teenaged girls in high school: the ones into clothes, make-up, and boys.
However, Stanne and Kylle had something else on their minds when they decided to take a seat on one of the benches overlooking the fountain that was the centerpiece at the heart of the Mall. As they reclined and relaxed on the bench, both teen girls turned to face each other, to look into each other's eyes and for once, both had something serious they had to say to one another.
"Stanne....I've been meaning to ask you something and I want you to be honest. Have you ever thought about having sex of any kind with your female friends?"
This took Stanne by surprise, but she tried not to show it too much, but as chivalrously as she did, she mustered up enough courage to respond to her friend's question.
"Well, Kylle......to be really honest and frank with you.....I've been too busy to even think about s-e-x as of yet, dude. Ms. Carswell's being a real bitch again as usual; I had to go see the Passion of the Christ with my mom, and besides that, my older sister Kevynne and her roommate Kylle are in town visiting from school for the week."
"Look, Stanne, I never meant to ask of you this difficult a question. It's just that I was just wondering if you started having sex with your friends, yet, that's all."
"No, I haven't been able to, dude, like I said before, with all the problems with school and.......
"It's okay, Stanne....I understand. Why don't we get out of here and go someplace not so crowded and more private and just for the two of us only, whaddya say?"
It took Stanne only a fraction of a nanosecond to come up with her reply: "okay", and they were off and far from the Mall as they were going to get.
It didn't take them long for them to reach the boys locker room of Las Carmenitas High School Athletic Dept. right by the football and track field as they both snuck in for a brief little rendezvous of illicit trysting. The thrill of getting caught by the coach or coaches or any of the student atheletes crossed not their minds as they made their way into the locker room, passed the showers and into the bathroom alcove where the toilets and urinals were situated.
Feeling assured that no one else was around, Kylle backed herself up against the wall, taking young Stanne by the hands while not taking their eyes off of each other. Once her back was against the wall, Kylle stopped as she looked Stanne deeply and longingly into her young hazel eyes with her own soft browns while holding her hands as she presented a request to her young friend that would send them over the edge into the void of no return.
"Stanne, do you love me?"
After a moment, the young 7th grader replied to the 9th grader, "yes I do love you Kylle."
"Do you really, really love me, Stanne?"
"I'm not sure if I really do love you all that much, Kylle Ryan. Why do you ask?"
"Because, I want you to do something for and to me that will prove to me once and for all that you do love me as a friend and lover. Are you willing to do that, Stanliee Marsden? Are you willing to do that for me?"
Stanne thought long and hard for a moment in what seemed like an eternity until she gave her final answer.
"Alright, Kylle. What is it that you want me to do to you?"
"First, I want you to kiss me passionately....."
Before she could finish, Stanne took up the iniative and took Kylle's mouth into her own and they kissed passionately and lovingly, wrapping their warms around each other, with their eyes closed, moaning into each other's mouths while still standing. They were both of equal height to each other despite Stanne being two years younger than Kylle.
They stopped kissing each other for a moment and looked into each other's eyes, sensing what the other wanted the other wantedt to do next.
"Let's take this to the showers, shall we?"
Taking Stanne by the hand, Kylle led the young girl to the showers and took off their clothes to reveal their naked bodies for no one else to see but themselves.
The 7th grade girl marvelled at the 9th grade girl's toned and athletic body that Kylle had on her person as the older girl flaunted it to her, posing like a stripper and a centerfold model for the young woman to see.
"Why Kylle, you're even more beautiful that I could ever imagine."
"I know. I work out a lot, Stanne and you should, too, so why don't we start getting it on before the jocks get back into the locker room, whaddya say?"
Luckily for Stanne, Kylle still had her vagina and clitoris on her person which was a good thing as both young women made love in the showers, even as they turned the spiggots on to wet themselves. The jocks would not be returning until sometime after nightfall so they had plenty of time to get wet and to have all sorts of passionate sex.....
Meanwhile, back at the Marsden house, Randiee, Kevynne, and Kylle were having some fun all of their own: the older woman was sandwiched between the two younger women as the young coeds pumped their penises harder and deeper into her vagina with as much fury as humanly possible.
"Oh Kevynne! Oh Kylle! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yeah! Fuck me hard and good!"
"Oh Miss Marsden, your pussy's so tight and so moist and warm.....mmmmmmm"
"Oh Mom, I'm gonna.........I'm gonna.........."
"Oh that's it! C'mon baby! That's it! Kum inside Mommy! Yeah that's it!"
The young college coeds pumped their magical penises inside their hostess's vagina until at that very moment.......
3.....2......1......EXPLOSION!!!!!!
Both Kevynne and Kylle exploded their puds deeply into their hostess's sugar walls as their combined magical semen ejaculated and shot up through the birth canal all the way up into the uterine region right up into the ovarian section of Randiee Marsden's genitalia. All three of them moaned and groaned loudly and primally as they tensed and relaxed before collapsing to the bed, all spent and tired out, ready for a nap. It was beginning to dusk outside and Randiee was beginning to notice something unusual....
"Say, has Stanliee ever come home as of yet?"
No sooner had she asked when the sound of the front door could be heard opening and footsteps could be followed as well.
"Must be her right now, Ms. Marsden," replied Kylle as she released herself from Randiee's vagina to see if the youngest child had come as of yet as she walked out of the room to see who was at the door. With Kylle out of the room, this left mother andoldest child alone together for a moment to reflect upon the afternoon's activities.
"Wow, Kevynne! I never knew you could fuck Mommy so good, you and Kylle...", Randiee giggled slightly to Kevynne who was laying on her back trying to recover as a familiar voice rang out down the hall and into the bedroom.
"Kevynne...Ms. Marsden....I think y' better get yerselves out here right now! It's really important!"
"Oh what did Stanliee do this time?", Randiee said angrily to herself as she threw on some clothes with Kevynne doing the same as both of them hurried out to the front room to see what was up.
When they did get there, they found another familiar face for it was Erica Carson, Stanliee's 6th grade teacher come to fetch Stanne home who was right behind her with a hand atop the young girl's shoulder.
"Miss Marsden, I believe it's time that the lot of us have a little talk with each another about a certain you've been avoiding for sometime now."
Randiee was wide-eyed and open-mouthed as she glowered down at her youngest child, prepared to scold her.
"Stanliee, what did you do this time, young lady?!!"
EASTER SURPRISE
It was barely a week when Erica had a full, heart to heart talk with the Marsdens and Ryans about sex, and they were shocked by what they discovered, but through it all, they managed to talk things through and came to an understanding that as long as they were careful about having sex with each other, they could keep having sex with each other. With that out of the way, there was only Easter Sunday to prepare for and there would be no more problems until afterwards.
Erica and the rest of the Woodland Parkettes decided to invite the Marsdens, Ryans, Kylle Cranston, and Kenniee McCormack over to their house on the outskirts of town for the Easter weekend that began on the eve of Good Friday. As Thursday rolled around, the appointed guests arrived and situated themselves around the front room before the fireplace and began to discuss the meaning of the Easter Holiday and what it meant to people, both devout or otherwise.
As the evening wore on, the talk came around to the existence of a character named Mr. Candy Pants.
"Mr. Candy Pants is a tiny little guy in a black trench coat and a red and white striped top hat that comes to your house every Easter to make you cream in your pants", said Bunny to everyone gathered before the fireplace as the evening wore on.
"Nonsense. There's no such thing as a Mr. Candy Pants. He doesn't exist", exclaimed Mr. Ryan who had never heard such a preposterous myth in his life.
"Well, Mr. Ryan, you may never know for sure, now won't you", said Jere all coy and pert.
"Well, anyhow, I'm going to bed. Good night, everyone."
As Mr. Ryan retired for the evening, everyone else talked some more about the legend of Mr. Candy Pants.
Easter Sunday had finally come to pass and all was relatively quiet at the Woodland Parkette house, except for Stanne and Kenniee who decided to get up early to watch the sun rise. On their way to the front door, they noticed something on the table in the dining room: for lo and behold there was a huge gift basket full of brightly painted purple and lilac-lavender spotted and striped eggs with a card placed in front of it.
Wondering what it is, the 7th graders tiptoed up to the table and took the card from in front of the basket and both read it:
To those of you who believe in Easter and its renewal of all life, here is a gift for you all to help you renew your personal lives, but remember to use this gift wisely and well for your own sakes and good for it will go ill against you to flout with it. Signed Anonymous
The girls looked to each other with a sly grin across the faces and each took a purple and lilac-lavender painted egg from the gift basket and snuck outside to some place private where no one could see them.
Once they had reached a remote place, the backyard, Stanne and Kenniee took turns cracking the eggs, revealing a bright pale purple gelatin like salvent oozing from within the cracked containers. Kenniee went first and dropped her shorts so that Stanne could rub some of that substance on her genitals; once done, Stanne did the same, as Kenniee rubbed the same substance on her genitals, and you know what.....something magical was about to happen this Easter Sunday!
Lo and behold! Both Stanne and Kenniee had begun to sprout 9" long penises from their clitorae! Both were amazed as they looked down at each other's genitalia to see what magically mystical shenanigans had transpired here this very morning.
"Oh wow, dude! It's amazing! You got a dick! "
"I got a dick, too, dude!"
"Hey you two, guess what I've got!", shouted a familiar voice as the person belonging to that voice came racing out onto the backyard. It was Kylle Ryan and she had an even longer and thicker penis, too, about 10" to be exact!
All three had removed all of their clothing to reveal their naked bodies to each other as they raced toward each other to revel and marvel in each other newly grown phallic organs.
"It's so amazing, dude! Like it's so fuckin' awe-inspiring, you tried that gel that was in those eggs, didn't you?", asked Kenniee to Kylle.
"Would you two 7th graders like to taste a 9th grade magic cock right now, while the grown ups are still asleep?"
"Would we?"
"Yeah, dude, let's go gaymoh for a day and try it out, dude!"
Both Stanne and Kenniee knelt down before a standing Kylle who had her legs spread apart as something even more magical was about to happen: her magical penis was about to spit into two separate penises as both 7th graders took the 9th grader's magical penis into their mouths and sucked away....
Meanwhile, back in the house..............
Inside a guestroom, Mr. Ryan was just getting out of the shower with towel wrapped around his waist when his wife had a surprise for him.
"Oh Wayeland, I've got something to show you", said Mrs. Ryan as she laid back down on the bed as she spread her legs to reveal her own little magical willy for her husband to gaze upon. At that moment, his eyes bulged out of his head and was taken aback and aghast by what he saw and nearly had a heart attack.
"H-h-honey! How did you......."
""How would you like a piece a candy instead and we'll talk later........."
By now, everyone else was awake and in the front room as Kevynne and Kylle were showing their own magical cocks to Miss Carson and her four friends who were now ready to show them.
"So, Miss Carson whaddya think of our....''cocks''?"
Erica would soon gain the upper hand as all four of them did the unthinkable and showed the two collegian coeds and Miss Marsden the penises they had grown while they were in New York.
"Oh Wow! Miss Carson! You go woman!!!"
"Say! How about a circle jerk competition, say let's see who can squirt it quicker than the last woman can," proposed Jackie Pooh.
And not another word was said as they all sat around on the floor naked from the waist down and began to masturbate themselves into a huge stainless steel wok! Each woman increased the tempo until the first woman ejaculated into the wok first, and it was Bunny who had by far the creamiest of magical kum which had a flavor and texture like vanilla pudding. Each woman came into the wok, one by one until at length, they were complete and they all poured their semen into Miss Marsden's awaiting pussy via a funnel.
Indeed, Easter Sunday 2004 would be a memorable affair to be had by all, but there would be more tales to be told as the years would progress.
THE END
If you have any complaints, compliments, or criticisms, you know where to reach me at stonefeet@hotmail.com. I must apologize if the conclusion to the spirit of easter story is the most lackluster of all chapters in the woodland park. i had been sick the last two days. Again, let me apologize for this being the worst chapter and worst conclusion ever in the entire series of stories at nifty.org. if you have complaints, you know where to reach me.