_________________________________________________________________________ . .:::::. .:::::::::. The McDonald's Conspiracy ..:::::::::.. ::::::::::::: "A Bang for a Burger" .::: ::::::: :::. :::: :::: Toxic File #18 :: ::::: :: ::::. : : ::: : :::::::. by Gross Genitalia ::: :::::::. ::::: : ::::: [ Centre of Eternity ] ::::: oxic :::......::::: hock [ 615.552.5747 ] .:::::::. :::::::::::: [ 12/2400 baud 40 megs ] ::::::::::::: :::::::::: [HQ for The Esoteric Society] "I speak for the fetuses. We WANNA die!" [ and Toxic Shock ] _________________________________________________________________________ Joe was mental. Mental was Joe, and Joe was a very mental kid. Joe was a rapist. He had been tried and convicted several time, yet Joe was still mental. After his fourteenth conviction, Joe finally realized what a freak he was and decided to settle down on a small farm. Oh well, such as life, the altered mentality still remained in Joe. Once a rapist, always a rapist. But Joe knew how to curb his urges for bondful sex. Joe was not only mental but a lazy ass fuck. He often ate out (and no, not in his wakked out sexual sense either), and his favorite hangout was McDonald's. He somehow craved himself on the grease and fat and caloric foods prepared at such an establishment. But as all good establishments go, you've got to have willing and desperate souls to manage and run these facilities of junk food. Christina was such a soul. She had started at age sixteen, something to do after school to earn her some money to pay for a car. Christina sacked them damned burgers hard too, and by George she EARNED that car. She bought herself a sharp little red Honda Prelude. Joe got to know Christina. And everyone else in the joint as a matter of fact, he ate there so damned much. Christina often wondered if Joe was not a total wasteoid from eating all that sickening food. Nah, she thought, he couldn't be. He was too polite and he didn't SEEM wakked out. She did not however know his past record of rape. Joe found out Christina's story of working at McDonald's to buy her car. Joe knew that the car was quite expensive, and learned that in her work life she had been promoted to Head of the Night Shift. Or what the hell ever the little Ronald McDonalds that work there call it. That had helped her to build her savings toward her car. Joe's urges returned. He had to get to know Christina better. He indirectly invited himself over to her house by manipulating and guiding their conversations. He went to her house one Friday night and found that no one was home. His urges came on stronger than ever. He tried to push them away. He began talking to her about her sex life, and found out that she wasn't very active. Ah, a TIGHT BITCH he thought to himself and the urges overwhelmed him. Why hell she wanted it just as much as he did. They found that out quick when he rammed his hand down through her laced panties and felt that her pussy was dripping wet. They went to the bedroom and he dimmed the lights. They stripped quickly and began sucking and licking each other all over. They were not into "love making"; each believed in "bang me hard or it's no good" sex. So Christina lay spread-eagled on the bed and Joe punced on her, mounted her, slid his erect and rock-hard cock into her. He banged her hard and banged her good, they both came hard and the orgasms conked them out. They fell asleep soon after the hard sex, naked and completely hormonal. They awoke the next morning and Christina woke up Joe by sucking on his dick. She told him how good he was last night. Joe rose to his feet and shoved his erecting dick into her mouth and she gave him head. He again came hard then to piss her off he briskly left for his home. She loved his sexuality, his rapist tendencies turned towards practical use. Damn't he was running low on money, buying shit constantly at McDonald's. If he weren't even hungry he would go just to see Christina. He finally got tired of money loss and made a deal with her. Joe in all his psychopathicness made a deal with this little McDonald's hostess and Night Shift Manager. He said he would bang her all the time if she would give him free hamburgers. Christina reluctantly said yes; she would get into so much trouble if caught but OH! How she wanted Joe's hard-up straight-forward bang-me-dirty sex. One day Joe went in and ordered two Big Macs. Christina tried to take his money but Joe lowered his head and winked slyly at her. "Aaaahh yes sir just a moment". She went to the back and motioned him to come to the employee door. She slipped him out the two Big Macs and a note. Joe went to his car and got in. He slipped open the note. It said "Meet me at the Kinks-R-Us Singles bar tonight at 8". At the bottom of the note was a large lipstick print of Christina's lips. Joe managed through the rest of the afternoon, constantly hard, craving Christina's cunt. Finally 8 rolled around and he was by no chance late to Kinks-R-Us. He walked in and saw Christina sitting on a barstool across the room. He saw her and she lifted what little of miniskirt she had on. Joe could see up her thigh that she was wear no sort of underpants. He went over and sat next to her and bought her a drink. In fact he bought her several drinks. He wanted it kinky, he wanted her DRUNK. He didn't want her to the point of "puke and pass out" so he moderated the amount she had. They left the bar. Joe drove Christina, a drunken Christina, to the beautiful springtime countryside. It was around 10pm now, and it was pitch black. Joe parked the car up an abandoned road. He carried Christina from the car to the edge of a newly plowed field. He found a spot in an area near some trees that had soft dirt and smooth leaves. He lay Christina on the ground. She was laughing in her drunken bliss and ripped her tight TIGHT leather miniskirt from her body. She slipped her blouse off and fought to unhook her bra. Joe helped her get it off and slipped her panties to the ground. Joe sat down and began removing his own damned clothes; Christina was running around laughing like a small child. She ran over to Joe and stuck her wet hairy pussy in his face. He licked it and drove his tongue deep into her. She moved away and began doing cartwheels. Joe walked up to her and grabbed her. She stopped suddenly and looked serious. It last no more than a few seconds. Joe rammed his long hard eager dick into her and she became seious again. He removed it and threw her on the ground. She spread her legs and began fingering herself screaming "Do it to me Joe, fuck me oh fuck me please I WANT your DICK Joe!" Joe "inserted tab A into slot B" and began to slowly fuck her. Horny as hell, the two were slowly going at it; teasing their hormones. Finally Joe felt himself getting so damned horny and began pumping his thighs, ramming his dick in and out, in and out until he came so hard his eardrums popped. He allowed Christina to lick his dick. He tongued her sweet wet cunt and finally he dressed himself, well, he dressed her too, she was too far bombed and asphyxiated from some damned good sex. He drove her home and put her to bed. Hell she was already asleep. He left and went home. The next day he did not fail, he made his rounds to McDonalds. Again he put two Big Macs on his Sex Credit and left. Needless to say that night they again had some hot horny sex. And every night afterwards. He banged her for burgers, and he would never go hungry again. In more ways than one. _________________________________________________________________________ (c)1989 Toxic Shock. 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