The Rousing Misadventures of Miss Pandora Sparkle
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
24
Views:
23,922
Reviews:
73
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Explanations
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Officer Theodore Baron sat back on the couch, and watched as the significance of the name the police had given to the perpetrator in their case slowly sunk in for both Pandora and Candace.
The Collector.
“It would seem that although this guy is married and has two kids, he’s not terribly pleased with his wife.” Fredrick Baron said from where he stood by the bar. “He basically said that women and men are just not really compatible when I was questioning him.”
“The whole “Men are from mars, Women are from Venus” theory.” Ted nodded. “However, he also claims he‘s not gay so just finding himself a boyfriend was out of the question.”
“Anyway.” Fred said as Pandora turned her pale face back towards him. “This guy finally got the brilliant idea that what he really needed to be satisfied was someone with the body of a female....”
“And the intellect of a male.” Ted finished for him.
Pandora’s head swiveled back and forth between them as her mouth hung open. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.” She gasped.
Fred shook his head sadly. “No... Believe me. I wish we were.”
Pandora turned to a surprisingly quiet Candace. “You don’t seem too shocked to be hearing this.”
Candace shrugged. “Fred told me a lot of it on the ride back over here from the hospital.”
“At any rate...” Ted continued as though they hadn't just been rudely interrupted. “At some point in time he learned about transsexuals over the internet, and he thought that he had found the perfect solution to his little dilemma. A mans brain in the body of a woman.”
“The only thing he still had a problem with was the fact that they still possessed a working penis, and as I said before; he claims that he isn’t gay.” Fred once again picked up where Ted left off. Pandora had noticed that they seemed to do a lot of that.
Pandora buried her face in her hands. “Please tell me this isn’t going where I think it is.” She begged.
Ted grimaced. “Sorry.... but I'm afraid this is going exactly where you think it is.”
“Exactly.” Fred’s expression perfectly mirrored his twins. “He started out with seeing some transsexual hookers while he studied up on the procedure.”
“He chose transsexuals because, and I quote, “They’re already half way there anyway.” Ted shook his head. “He figured that since they had already had the hormones, and came with ready made tits that all he would have to do is finish the job that they had already started.”
“In other words,” Candace looked disgusted. “He whacked their dicks off to try to make them into his perfect “woman.”
Pandora felt her stomach flip over. As much as she liked dressing as a woman, and having tits; she was still quite attached to her pecker. Literally and figuratively. It wasn’t something that she had planned to turn loose of any time soon anyway. Fuck!
“So this...” Ted looked his notes. “Rudolph Douglas Montgomery....”
Pandora sat straight up from where she had been slouched in her chair. “Rudolph?!” She squeaked.
Candace snickered.
Ted looked back at his notes. “Yes.” He said. “Rudolph Douglas Montgomery is his name.”
Pandora cursed loudly. “That motherfucker!” For some reason the fact that the man had even lied about his name pissed her off even more.
Everyone in the room nodded in agreement of that particular assessment.
“So....” Pandora swallowed hard. “Those jars in the trunk of the car....”
“Were what remains of his first few botched attempts.” Fred rumbled. “We had found a couple of the bodies already.” He said. “But he told us that he had buried the others on a small piece of property that he owns. He told us everything. The guy really sung like a canary once we actually caught him.”
"Bastard!" Candace spat angrily. "At least now their families will know what happened to them."
"H-how did they actually die?" Pandora asked, even though she was already dreading what the answer might be.
“They bled to death.” Ted told her. “The surgery is too complicated for one person with no medical training to do successfully.” He looked at Candace like he was imagining that it could have been his sibling instead of a stranger they had found carved up. “Cutting the dick off was bad enough, but then he split them open to try to make a vagina; that’s when they bled out.”
Pandora thought that she just might be sick.
“He did it in a rented storage facility out in the boondocks.” Candace offered helpfully. “Tied them up, duct taped their mouths so they couldn’t scream, and did it with a butcher knife and no anesthesia.”
She had been talking to Pandora, but suddenly she found she was talking to an empty chair as the already queasy blonde made a sudden, mad dash for the toilet.
The sound of Pandora being violently ill echoed throughout the small apartment. The sound of the toilet flushing followed quickly behind it.
Ted winced sympathetically. Fred wrinkled his nose up at Candace. “You are just the sweetest thing.” He said sarcastically.
Candace looked unrepentant. “You two would have told her anyway.”
“We probably would have done it with a little more tact.” Ted scowled at her. “What are you doing Chrys? I thought you really cared about her.”
“I....” Candace stopped her sentence as a shaky looking Pandora wobbled back into the living room. Guilt unexpectedly churned in her gut.
The blonde slowly sank back down into her chair. “I-I’m sorry....” She muttered weakly.
Candace squirmed on the couch as she abruptly found herself pinned down by scorching twin glares of doom. She already felt at fault, and having her brothers look at her as though she had just taken up kitten strangling as a hobby didn’t help any.
She stared at the floor for a few seconds and then turned to Pandora. “I’m….” Candace very nearly choked on the rest. It wasn’t something that she was used to saying. “I’m sorry..." She finally managed. "I could have put that a lot more delicately.”
Pandora stared back at her in genuine shock. Candace was apologizing? “I- ummm.. I-Its okay.” She stammered, and blushed a very pretty pink.
Both of the twins beamed their approval at their cantankerous younger sibling. Fred even had the nerve to wink at her!
For her part, Candace just crossed her arms huffily over her chest and wished intensely that she could smack those smug, self satisfied smirks right off of her brothers stupid faces.
TBC…
Officer Theodore Baron sat back on the couch, and watched as the significance of the name the police had given to the perpetrator in their case slowly sunk in for both Pandora and Candace.
The Collector.
“It would seem that although this guy is married and has two kids, he’s not terribly pleased with his wife.” Fredrick Baron said from where he stood by the bar. “He basically said that women and men are just not really compatible when I was questioning him.”
“The whole “Men are from mars, Women are from Venus” theory.” Ted nodded. “However, he also claims he‘s not gay so just finding himself a boyfriend was out of the question.”
“Anyway.” Fred said as Pandora turned her pale face back towards him. “This guy finally got the brilliant idea that what he really needed to be satisfied was someone with the body of a female....”
“And the intellect of a male.” Ted finished for him.
Pandora’s head swiveled back and forth between them as her mouth hung open. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.” She gasped.
Fred shook his head sadly. “No... Believe me. I wish we were.”
Pandora turned to a surprisingly quiet Candace. “You don’t seem too shocked to be hearing this.”
Candace shrugged. “Fred told me a lot of it on the ride back over here from the hospital.”
“At any rate...” Ted continued as though they hadn't just been rudely interrupted. “At some point in time he learned about transsexuals over the internet, and he thought that he had found the perfect solution to his little dilemma. A mans brain in the body of a woman.”
“The only thing he still had a problem with was the fact that they still possessed a working penis, and as I said before; he claims that he isn’t gay.” Fred once again picked up where Ted left off. Pandora had noticed that they seemed to do a lot of that.
Pandora buried her face in her hands. “Please tell me this isn’t going where I think it is.” She begged.
Ted grimaced. “Sorry.... but I'm afraid this is going exactly where you think it is.”
“Exactly.” Fred’s expression perfectly mirrored his twins. “He started out with seeing some transsexual hookers while he studied up on the procedure.”
“He chose transsexuals because, and I quote, “They’re already half way there anyway.” Ted shook his head. “He figured that since they had already had the hormones, and came with ready made tits that all he would have to do is finish the job that they had already started.”
“In other words,” Candace looked disgusted. “He whacked their dicks off to try to make them into his perfect “woman.”
Pandora felt her stomach flip over. As much as she liked dressing as a woman, and having tits; she was still quite attached to her pecker. Literally and figuratively. It wasn’t something that she had planned to turn loose of any time soon anyway. Fuck!
“So this...” Ted looked his notes. “Rudolph Douglas Montgomery....”
Pandora sat straight up from where she had been slouched in her chair. “Rudolph?!” She squeaked.
Candace snickered.
Ted looked back at his notes. “Yes.” He said. “Rudolph Douglas Montgomery is his name.”
Pandora cursed loudly. “That motherfucker!” For some reason the fact that the man had even lied about his name pissed her off even more.
Everyone in the room nodded in agreement of that particular assessment.
“So....” Pandora swallowed hard. “Those jars in the trunk of the car....”
“Were what remains of his first few botched attempts.” Fred rumbled. “We had found a couple of the bodies already.” He said. “But he told us that he had buried the others on a small piece of property that he owns. He told us everything. The guy really sung like a canary once we actually caught him.”
"Bastard!" Candace spat angrily. "At least now their families will know what happened to them."
"H-how did they actually die?" Pandora asked, even though she was already dreading what the answer might be.
“They bled to death.” Ted told her. “The surgery is too complicated for one person with no medical training to do successfully.” He looked at Candace like he was imagining that it could have been his sibling instead of a stranger they had found carved up. “Cutting the dick off was bad enough, but then he split them open to try to make a vagina; that’s when they bled out.”
Pandora thought that she just might be sick.
“He did it in a rented storage facility out in the boondocks.” Candace offered helpfully. “Tied them up, duct taped their mouths so they couldn’t scream, and did it with a butcher knife and no anesthesia.”
She had been talking to Pandora, but suddenly she found she was talking to an empty chair as the already queasy blonde made a sudden, mad dash for the toilet.
The sound of Pandora being violently ill echoed throughout the small apartment. The sound of the toilet flushing followed quickly behind it.
Ted winced sympathetically. Fred wrinkled his nose up at Candace. “You are just the sweetest thing.” He said sarcastically.
Candace looked unrepentant. “You two would have told her anyway.”
“We probably would have done it with a little more tact.” Ted scowled at her. “What are you doing Chrys? I thought you really cared about her.”
“I....” Candace stopped her sentence as a shaky looking Pandora wobbled back into the living room. Guilt unexpectedly churned in her gut.
The blonde slowly sank back down into her chair. “I-I’m sorry....” She muttered weakly.
Candace squirmed on the couch as she abruptly found herself pinned down by scorching twin glares of doom. She already felt at fault, and having her brothers look at her as though she had just taken up kitten strangling as a hobby didn’t help any.
She stared at the floor for a few seconds and then turned to Pandora. “I’m….” Candace very nearly choked on the rest. It wasn’t something that she was used to saying. “I’m sorry..." She finally managed. "I could have put that a lot more delicately.”
Pandora stared back at her in genuine shock. Candace was apologizing? “I- ummm.. I-Its okay.” She stammered, and blushed a very pretty pink.
Both of the twins beamed their approval at their cantankerous younger sibling. Fred even had the nerve to wink at her!
For her part, Candace just crossed her arms huffily over her chest and wished intensely that she could smack those smug, self satisfied smirks right off of her brothers stupid faces.
TBC…