King Of The Hill Porn Story: Feminie Power Chapter 1
Feminine Power
SUMMARY: Dale’s position of President of the Gun Club is threatened. What makes it worse for him is that she is a woman, a woman with special powers. (No-Nothing Sci-Fi, just a natural order in the world, I am sure you’ve noticed.) This same woman might actually beat Peggy at Boggle. Girls’ Strange Powers!
He-He! Howdy and Hello! This came to me, when I was watching late night television, on Fox 2. They played the episode with Dale’s presidency at stake, (You know…Mr. Big!) and then after that, they played Peggy’s Boggle tournament.
Disclaimer: IK don’t own anything to do with King of the Hill, and blah…blah…blah!
Dale glanced at the security system of the country house of the Gun Club. It had been burned when Mad Dog had sabotaged it, but funds magically appeared, and they had rebuilt it.
Everything was calm, but then, as he looked at the camera pointed at the front door, he saw a small lime green car pull up. “Woah, guys! Someone’s coming.” He warned the members, who got up and looked at the camera.
“Who in there right mind would drive a small lime green car. Wait…is that a Bug!” Jopal muttered, to the furious nodding of everyone else. They watched as it pulled up. The door opened, and all that could be seen was a long leg.
It was long and white. What else was there! A tall blonde woman stepped out of the small car, to a round of whistles from most of the guys. Dale rolled his eyes.
The girl stepped into the building, and into the light, so the guys could get a good look at her. She had long, curled up blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect straight white teeth, and the longest legs ever graced upon a girl. She was the very definition of the form of an hourglass. A healthy skinny, with breasts that would make a hoar weep. All of the members of the gun club stood in aw, taking her in.
“Hello.” She said, smiling to the circle of guys around her, and flashing her pearly whites. “Is this the Arlen Gun Club!” She asked with a northern accent.
Dale took a drag from his cigarette. Suddenly, he noticed the girl break away from the rest of the group, and start towards him. “Are you the president?” She asked politely, shinning her teeth again. Dale cleared his throat uncomfortably, then adjusted his hat. “Yep.”
It was history. This was the first time in Arlen’s Gun Club history that they had a girl member. Dale scrunched up his face in disgust.
“Don’t you think so, Dale?”
Dale jumped, then looked over at Joy suspiciously. “Think what!”
“That we should change our display from a 50-shot to a 70-shot?” She asked, smiling sweetly and innocently. But Dale could see through that.
Dale’s mouth banged open, and kept like that even minutes after everyone had changed subjects. Dale, being the president, always decided what went in the display at the front desk. How dare she! She thinks she can just swan in and take his place!
Dale’s mind started turning, as he thought of different ways of hurting her.
“She needs to die a long, horrible, drawn out death.”
“Now, Dale, I think you are exaggerating. What has she ever done to you?” Peggy asked sensibly.
Dale never really did like talking to Peggy. Sure she was a fine woman, and very smart, but every time he talked to her, she would always be right. That was annoying. He had come over in the hopes of finding and talking to Hank, but he was still working.
“Well…uh…” Dale stuttered, trying to say exactly what she had did, but realized she hadn’t done anything. “It’s unheard of!”
Dale pouted, then started checking things off his fingers. “Okay. I need a rope, a knife, some gunpowder, a torch.”
“What are you doing?”
“I’m making a list of everything I need to kill her.” Dale said, answered by a death glare from Peggy.
“Give her a chance! You might like her!” Dale grumbled some more. “Alright, fine. If she ever does anything to you, you can go back to your list.”