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This story features an actual TRUE transcribed conversation of high school
girls recorded back around 1976. This was taped outside of an english class
just after lunch as it happens in the story. Enjoy!


"The Zookeeper's Son"

Written by:   Xan

It seemed like he was put on Earth to be the most unpopular kid in the
school. Melvin was definitely not a cool name, but that wasn't his problem.
He had acne from time to time, but even the popular kids were going through
that in high school. He didn't play any sports because of a knee injury he
suffered in a car wreck as a child. This had also left him with a permanent
limp that inspired such nicknames as "gimpy the chimpee", "Sir Fag-a-long"
and worst of all "that faggy hobble gobblin". Everyone knew his father was
the local zookeeper. His mother had died in the same car wreck that had
crippled him and his father had never even dated anyone since. Kids teased
him that his mother was probably really one of the chimps in the zoo -"yeah!
the one that limps!" someone would always tack on to the insult like that was
original and not the ten thousandth time he'd heard this so-called joke.
Teenage boys were stupid brutes that were too busy rutting around like the
animals his father locked up in cages. "That's where they belonged - in the
zoo!" he screamed silently to himself a hundred times a day between classes
and during lunch break and especially on those long walks home.
He was approaching his eighteenth birthday his frustration was getting
feverish. He secretly lusted after half of the girls in his school but he
couldn't even get them to stop laughing at him. Graduation was getting closer
and he had never even been invited to a party, or a dance or any of the
events that he desperately wanted to be a part of. As he waited outside of
the door to get into his english class after lunch he overheard a group of
girls describing their party the night before in the kind of 'stream of
consciousness' way that teenage girls do so well....(NOTE: the following is
an actual conversation by 16-17 year old high school girls recorded in
1976)...
"I'm swimming near the shore, right?, and Kevin comes up to me in the water
and grabs my bikini, the bottoms. Just like that he yanks down and starts
grabbing me and feeling me up and stuff. So I start calling out to Greg to
come and pound him and I look around and there Greg is lieing on his back on
the beach and Cindy Potter's sucking him off! So I'm getting really pissed
cause he's not moving and I could have got raped or something. So I just say
like 'OK'! and I grab Kevin's thing under the water - you know his
'dictaphone' (giggles) - and he's all like 'please me don't tease me' so I
tell him he can do me if we go on the beach next to Greg. So he jumps up out
of the water cause it was kind of shallow there, and starts dragging my hand
to the beach. Then he pushes me down hard on my butt near Greg and Cindy.
She's still getting him off and I start complaining cause I hurt my ass when
he pushed me, but then Kevin sticks his tongue in my mouth when I'm talking
and oooh! I don't know...well, you know (giggles)...so like anyway...he's all
over me in a New York second like an animal in heat banging my... right there
next to Greg and Cindy. I'm thinking 'this is class' and then what does Greg
do? He pulls Cindy's head off of him and tells her to take off her top. I
don't know if he just wants to look at her tits or if he didn't want to mess
up her top when he shot his stuff. He's really nice sometimes you know?
Anyway, so she starts acting all shy. Like sucking him off was OK but showing
him her boobs wasn't! So that's it. Greg just turns her over and starts
fucking her right next to me. Then he looks at me like I helped turn him on
enough to get off his butt and fuck her instead of just lieing there like a
beached whale with his dork in her mouth. No shit, and you know what really
got me was while Greg's fucking her and he's slobbering all over her neck and
stuff and he turns to me and says 'bet you wish this was you'  Can you
believe that? So I told him I'm glad I'm not her cause Kevin doesn't spit in
my ear just because I let him make me!  Then Cindy looks up and me and winks
at me. What did that slut think? That I'm jealous because she got laid before
me that night? Then, get this...all this time Kevin's been panting and
wheezing cause he's getting his rocks off in me and then he starts to cum. So
he pushes me back and tries to stick his thing in my mouth but I don't want
it cause it's got like hair and sand and stuff on it. So I turn my face then
he grabs my tit so hard it hurts. But just as I look down to see what he's
doing to my nipple he cums in my ear! Right in my ear! Right after I just
said that he doesn't drool in my ear!  So Greg starts laughing so hard that
he lost his boner, but Cindy doesn't know what's going on because she was on
her stomach and he'd been doing her dog style, you know? So she turns over to
see what happened and Greg tells her that Kevin came in my ear. But Cindy
didn't get it, and she goes 'Cause he was fucking her brains out, right?!'
then everyone starts laughing so hard I thought I was going to puke!  So Greg
drove me home and I told him it was cool about him letting Cindy make him.
But he never finished because of laughing, so when we got to my parent's
house I got him off in the driveway. Oh, and you know what almost happened?
Cause we were looking around to make sure no one saw and I wasn't going to
fuck him right after Cindy, so I told him all I would do is beat him off. But
I'm still kind of pissed so instead of doing it good I'm like (pumps her hand
in the air quickly to demonstrate) and then I'm like (pumps her hand very
slowly and without rhythm - everyone giggles hysterically)  and he's like
turning blue all over trying to get off. He started looking like at me like a
wounded puppy and it was getting late so I put my mouth on it and like one
second later he cums and you know what that asshole says? "Shit Cindy!" I
wanted to punch him in the nuts but it was too late. Who cares? It's not like
he's the only guy in school with a 9" one. Well maybe! (giggles more) All
four of us are going to Brad's tonight to party while his parents are in
Mexico if you guys wanna come by." Some of the other girls in the group then
started chirping in their comments about the whole incident. This was just
another party to them. Then Cindy revealed "I don't know what the big deal is
with these guys. Not once has one of them ever made me cum. I mean excuse me,
but the only guy I think I'll ever love works for two D-cells." (everyone
giggles until the bell rings and the door opens.)
Hearing all this made Melvin realize how enormous the gap was between himself
and the popular kids. He couldn't even imagine what it must be like to be a
Kevin or a Greg in the school. It must be heaven. Melvin entered the
classroom and sat down. Cindy took the seat to his right and put the rest of
her books under her seat. As she leaned over in Melvin's direction he had a
perfect view down the front of her shirt. He couldn't help but look into the
darkness between her breasts. She was barely 5 foot tall, but had 36C breasts
that looked bigger than 38DD's would on a larger woman. Cindy straightened
back up and the girl in front of her whispered something in her ear. Cindy
blushed and turned to Melvin, "did you just look down my shirt?" It was
Melvin's turn to blush. The other girl answered for him, "he got an eyeful
alright! I saw him. Look he's got a boner!"  Melvin blushed beet red and
Cindy tried to look in his lap asking at full volume "Melvin, did you pop
one?" He turned back to face the front and tried to ignore them. It worked
for the time being, but a strange thing happened at the end of the class that
day. As everyone started to leave Cindy stepped around and whispered to
Melvin, "Sorry."  That was the nicest thing any girl had ever said to him at
that school. On the way home he began to realize how pathetic that was.
By the time Melvin got home his feelings were tied between lusting after
Cindy and his own self pity for being the butt of everyone's jokes. He saw
some papers his father had left on the kitchen table including a list of new
equipment the zoo had just received. That's when he thought of a plan. It was
desperate but he wanted it so bad he was willing to deal with whatever
consequences he might face. He headed to his father's zoo and let himself
into the receiving dock. There he picked up the equipment he would need and
made it out without being seen by his father or anyone.
By 9:00pm he was staked outside of Brad's house to see who showed up. By
10:15 everyone had arrived and he could hear the music from across the
street. He swallowed a couple of S-5474's (amphetamine capsules) to pump up
his nerves and increase his reflexes and strength beyond superhuman ability.
These were used as anti-depressants on some of the larger animals and were
much stronger than any human diet pill. Within 5 minutes he could feel the
adrenalin begin to pound in his bloodstream. He practically leaped across the
street and smashed the doorknocker down so loud that everyone inside thought
they heard a cherry bomb go off on the front steps. The music was cut
instantly. In the sudden silence he heard footsteps thud across the floor
inside and his stomach tied itself in knots from the tension. The door opened
cautiously. It was Brad, the ringleader jerk.
Whatever doubts Melvin had about going through with his plan vanished as the
first words out of Brad's mouth came "Hey hobble gobblin - the chimp party's
at the zoo! Or did you just need to get your ass kicked so bad you couldn't
wait until tomorrow?"  Melvin raised an animal tranquilizer pistol and
blasted Brad in the crotch. "Out of my way numb nuts!" Melvin declared, then
laughed at his own joke as though it was a movie he was watching. This new
tranquilizer serum could take down a rampaging elephant in 5 seconds. On Brad
it took less than one second. Brad's knees buckled and he felt his entire
body go limp. His body was unable to follow his mental orders to get up and
attack. Not that he didn't feel the pain of the dart in his left testicle,
but he wanted nothing more than to strangle this little bastard. Little did
he know his world was about to change forever. His agony would be only his
own to know since he couldn't even moan. Melvin stepped over Brad as he
entered the living room. Next Cindy came out. 
"Oh, my god what did you do to him?!" Cindy yelped loud enough for everyone
to hear. There was a stampede and the room was suddenly packed with all seven
of the party goers. Their eyes dashed between Brad on the ground and the
unexpected presence of Melvin. Then Greg made the observation "that faggot
twerp has a gun!"   Then Cindy announced "I'm calling an ambulance!"
Now peaking on the effects of the drug, Melvin did in real life what Clint
Eastwood was famous for in the movies. With machine-like precision and
lightning speed he fired the remaining five shots of the tranquilizer pistol
hitting the other three boys once each in their balls and two of the girls in
their arms. This left only Cindy and Stacy standing. He dropped the empty gun
at his feet, reached over his left shoulder and produced a second identical
gun already loaded. With his thumb he unlatched the safety and even before
Greg collapsed to the floor he'd already put a dart in the last two girls.
"Nighty night!" Melvin called out as a cascade of seven limp bodies fell
about the room like an avalanche of marionettes that had just been cut free
of their strings.
"Now that I have your complete attention", Melvin began speaking to the
frozen bodies as he moved around the room, propping them up against the
living room furniture so that they were all sitting facing the center, "You
have been given a new kind of tranquilizer. There are usually no permanent
effects. All of your body responses will be as though you were wide awake,
but you will not be able to move or speak."  Melvin could hardly contain his
glee in telling them why he shot all athe boys in the groin, "The only
lasting effect is when you introduce this drug into the scrotum - this means
you, boys. I'm afraid you won't be getting hard for many months, and since it
inhibits the production of testosterone your natural estrogen production will
soon dominate. In other words you will discover your dick gets very small and
you may even grow breasts. But don't worry because you'll be more popular
than ever in the locker room, so we'll all be monitoring your recovery with
great enthusiasm. Hmmm...the rest of the team might even put pictures of you
in their lockers soon. Oh, and ladies, don't worry...the effects on you will
be quite the opposite. Your breasts may grow even larger and more sensitive
than they already are and your need for a good fucking will be legendary. You
are probably already feeling a little horny. It's just a side effect. Of
course you will have to find new boyfriends because these guys wouldn't be
able to get it up if you gave them a rope and a pulley!"  As Melvin propped
Cindy up against the front of the sofa he took advantage of the short skirt
she had chosen to wear by reaching between her legs and feeling her crotch.
Her thighs were so creamy and smooth that he got an instant hardon. He even
thought he could detect her eyes widening in shock despite the paralysis
effects of the drug!  "Oh, Cindy, you ARE wet! You must be so uncomfortable
sitting like that. Here, let me make you a little more comfortable...", and
with that Melvin raised her legs onto his shoulders, reached under her skirt
and pulled her panties down. He rearranged her up on the couch so that her
legs were spread wide open for all to see. Then he delved into his bag and
brought out an electronic monitoring device of some kind.
"Now, I'll explain what I'm doing since I know all of you boneheads were too
busy fucking each other to actually learn anything in school. This device
monitors electrical changes in an animal's body. It's used by the zoo's
breeding program to determine when animals has reached orgasm. Since you
won't be able to talk or move, I'll use this to determine what your
shall-we-say 'mood' is. I'm going to put it up here so that everyone gets a go
od view of the reading." Melvin placed the instrument on floor in the center
of the room. He explained that the meter shows how excited the subject is and
that when orgasm is detected an orange light will flash briefly. Now playing
the role of a doctor making a housecall, Melvin sat down next to Cindy with
the electrodes in his hand. He calmly raised her sweater up over her head and
let it hang down behind her head with her arms still in the sleeves. Her
white cotton bra was filled to the edges with her firm 36C breasts. He
grasped the little floral decoration between the cups and jostled her breasts
around a few times. "Cindy, I've been meaning to tell you for a long time,
you have a truly beautiful body. How you waste your gorgeous looks on these
bone headed faggots is beyond me. Well, at least I won't lose any sleep over
that happening from now on, ehh guys? Or should I say guy-ettes?" He looked
over at the four formerly studly men and imagined how funny they would soon
look with their muscles sagged like the fat on an old woman. He laughed a
little at the same time he unclasped Cindy's bra at the front, letting her
milky globes slide out of the confines of the material. "Oh, look! Your
nipples are at attention." Melvin clipped an electrode on each of her pink
breast tips and glanced at the machine to find it was already reading in the
40-50% range of orgasm. "Now her nipples are saluting me!", he commented on
seeing the two throbbing red tips of her milk glands bulging from their shiny
stainless steel collars. As her new commander I guess I'd better return their
salute, huh?"  Melvin stood up and dropped his pants.
If Cindy or anyone else in the room had been capable of letting out a gasp
they would have, but they could hardly believe their eyes. Melvin stood there
hovering over Cindy with a schlong that was at least 10 inches long! Bigger
even than Greg's. The meter attached to Cindy quickly rose into the 80% range
and her lubrication was actually starting to form a puddle on the sofa
cushion beneath her. Melvin knelt between her legs and with no effort at all
slid the head of his dick into her tiny body. The drug was still pouring
adrenalin through his system and he could feel his cock swelling so big that
he worried about rupturing a blood vessel doing this.  He dismissed the
thought. "Fill her up, maam?" he teasingly asked her as he leaned forward to
slide his cock all the way in until he felt her pubic bone pressing back
against his. He gasped at the incredible sensation of her warm wet vagina
compared to any sensations he'd been able to conjur up with his own hand.
Melvin could hardly believe that such a little girl could take his full
length. He looked in her eyes and expected to find rage or terror or at least
disgust since he was essentially raping her. He couldn't detect anything of
the kind so he chalked it up to the effects of the tranquilizer. Well since
she had no objections he was going to fuck her! He pulled back about 6 inches
and pushed in again to relive that delicious friction rub along his dick.
Then out of the corner of his eye he saw something flash. It was the orange
light on the instrument!  He had brought her to climax in just one stroke and
what was even better was that everyone in the room knew it!  Yes!  He was
vindicated!  But her body felt so good to him that he couldn't devote any
more attention to that right now. He slid one arm under her body and gently
pressed her hips up toward him, then slowly he began pumping himself into her
warm belly; savoring every single sensation including how her soft little ass
felt pressed against the palm of his hand. He totally dominated her and in
less than 20 strokes he saw the orange light flashing again. Another few
seconds and it came on again!  "Yes!  You see that! IN YOUR FACE
dickheads!!!" he shouted out to the incapacitated jocks with their aching
balls left to stare dumbfounded at the light that pronounced Melvin superior
to them each time it flashed.
He played her like a pinball machine. Everytime he could make the light flash
he knew he was both making her bells ring and everyone else in the room knew
he was more of a man than they would ever be. Especially now that he'd nailed
their nuts with that tranquilizer dart. He was almost maniacal in his
determination to score more points on this girl than anyone in the universe
had ever scored with any girl before. With the surging adrenalin still strong
in his youthful body he jabbed his tool between her soft thighs again and
again and watched the orange light on the machine light up countless times.
He actually had lost count as to how many times it had been when he turned
back to look at Cindy's face again. To his astonishment, despite the effects
of the drug, now he could clearly make out an expression in her eyes. But it
wasn't one of hate or disgust or even pain. He knew instantly that it was a
look that could only be described as total devotion and the kind of love that
he had never dreamed of experiencing personally.
That indescribable look of passion on her face melted him. He pulled out to ma
ke sure that everyone in the room saw him cum. He had decided ahead of time
that he wanted every guy in the room see him cum from fucking their
girlfriend. So as he pulled out of her he turned to face them. The white jet
that first shot out flew completely across the room to splatter Brad right in
the face!  A second stream hit Greg in the eye! Beth and Kathy were both near
Melvin's feet and he drizzled his remaining load down the front of their
shirts between their breasts.
Originally he had thought he would go around the room fucking every girl
there, but somehow now he felt different. The look on Cindy's face had
changed the rules. Now he had a higher calling. He would be an example to
them. He would show them he wasn't like them. Melvin announced, "Now I could
go around this room and fuck each and every one of you ladies and most of you
might even enjoy it. But I'm not going to do that. I just wanted to show you
that I'm no fag and I've done what I set out to do. The tranquilizer will
wear off in another couple of hours and you'll start to be able to move
around again. The men here are going to be rather weak for a while, but by
then school will be out and I'll be long gone."
Melvin zipped up his pants and pulled the dart from each person, putting them
back into his bag. He headed out the front door and was a little ways down
the sidewalk when he thought he had noticed a miracle. He took another step
forward to check...yes! He wasn't limping!  Somehow the nerves connecting his
spine to his leg were functioning once again and he was walking like everyone
else. This alone was worth any reprisal he might face he thought to himself
as he ran home for the first time since he was 5 years old.
His father was so happy in seeing his son walking normally again that his
whole attitude changed. He began to date again and within a year Melvin's new
stepmother was  one of the women on the city council. She got a bill passed
to increase funding to the zoo that doubled his father's salary.
Brad quit the football team and joined the theater group much to Melvin's
amusement. Melvin worried about revenge from the other members of the
football team, but none of them even said anything to him. In fact, once he
tried to talk to a couple of them but when they saw him approaching they
headed off quickly in different directions. The thought that maybe they were
afraid he would shoot them in the nuts too, made him laugh.
It turned out that Cindy really did fall for Melvin that night and she soon
became his first girlfriend. She was completely loyal to him and took him
shopping to teach him how to dress better. Suddenly walking down the hallways
without a limp, being fashionably dressed and having Cindy on his arm, all of
those old nicknames seemed so ridiculous that he could hardly remember what
it was that they used to call him. Neither could they because now he was just
"Mel."  The last thing anyone heard was that Cindy and him were living
together happily and that she was pregnant.


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