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Girl Scout target competition and pussy hunting

"Ok ladies, thank you for coming today. We have four girl scout
troops, two Brownie troops and two Daisy Troops from all around
the Valley for this weekend's activities plus the high school
Home Economics class will be serving finger foods thru out the
day and will be serving the banquet tonight along with some of
their mother's who have graciously volunteered to help out"
smiled Mrs Benson, "I'm Mrs Benson the Brownie Cadette troop
leader of troop 69 in Clanton, I hope your daughters have all
found their rooms and stored stored their things away?"
All the women present clapped, one lady raised her hand.
"Mrs Benson? My daughter and her fellow scouts found their rooms
but where do we sleep?"
"Good question, one of the things on the agenda tonight is the
Mother Swap Merit badge for the girls who do not have earned it
and the Pimp Merit badge for the girls who have not earned that
yet, so to answer your question, who ever picks you or pays for
you tonight"
All the women present laughed and chuckled
"Ok, this morning's target competition is the prelude for the
Women Naked Prey hunt next month and for those girls who will be
in the doubles competition we have the pussy hunting competition
this afternoon..."
The women clapped again
"... but more on that later, your participation this weekend is
most appreciated, some of you have been here before and some of
you may be new at this. This morning is the target shooting
competition and you all are the targets..." there was some
giggling and grasping from the women present, "and for this
afternoon's doubles pussy hunting competition features all of you
as the prey..." more giggles and "oh my gosh" were heard,
"...since there are four girl scout troops here this weekend we
will do each event at the same time meaning that the girls will
be rotated thru each event, if you open the envelope in your
hand, the one you received when you came in, you will see what
event you will be the target for..."
There was pause as envelopes were opened and murmurs were heard.
"...We lucked out this year ladies because there are ten girls in
each troop here and there are ten mothers from each troop that
have joined their daughters that makes things easier..."
Another hand went up, "Can you explain for us these events,
please?"
"... yes, the Perineum target shooting..."
"What is the `Perineum'?" asked another lady
"... I am just getting to that, the Perineum is the soft skin
area between your anus and your vagina..."
There were laughter and giggles from the crowd of women
`... Your Perineum is .78 inches long and it runs from the top of
your anus to the bottom of your vagina, each girl shooter will
have three shots to hit your Perineum at 500 yards within that
.78 inches... the girl who is the closest to the middle of your
Perineum will earn points..."
"Won't that hurt?" asked some lady
"It will sting a little but the Girl Scout council has purchased
special ammunition from Hunting Women, Inc. that I will show you
in a little bit... I have had my Perineum shot at and I
personally think it tickles... but I digress, the next event is
the..."
"Excuse me? How is our Perineum to be displayed to the Girl Scout
shooter?"
"Good question... the young girls in our daisy troops will be
securing you to a specially made table with wheels so the Brownie
Scouts can wheel you on and off the firing range... basically,
you will lay down on your back, your head will be strapped down,
your wrists will be handcuffed to the side of the table..."
There were "oohs" and "ahhs" with the mention of handcuffs
"... your legs will be brought back over your shoulders and
strapped down at the edge of the table, with your legs in this
position, it will spread your ass cheeks wide thus presenting
your Perineum to the target shooter... it is also why your head
is strapped down, you will have a compulsion to lift your head
and peer down between your legs, this might distract the shooter
and could result in an injury..."
"Will our girls know who they are shooting?"
"No, and your won't be able to tell who is shooting you as all
the girls will be camouflaged laying down in the tall grass that
surrounds the target areas... moving on the next shooting event
is the Navel target shooting... "
"Ah, excuse me? What is a Navel?" asked a woman in back of the
room some of the women up front started giggling
"That would be your belly button..." smiled Mrs Benson, "As I was
saying... those of you who have this event, our Daisy's will be
put you on a cross and secure you with a ball gag, handcuffs and
ankle cuffs..."
More laughing and giggling
`... the cross has wheels on it and the Brownies will wheel you
out on the range and bring you back, each Girl Scout shooter will
take three shots from 500 yards all three hits are measured from
the center of your Navel which are totaled then averaged to
determine total points. If the Girl Scout hits your belly button
the shooter is disqualified... and I can tell you ladies, this
one does tickle which is why the ball gag is required..."
Most of the women nodded their heads in agreement, others
whispered amongst themselves
"... for the Girl Scout, she will be standing during this event
when she is shooting you so she will be able to see your face,
but the girl will be camouflaged so you will not be able to tell
who is shooting you...any questions? Good"
"... the next event is the Timed Free target shooting, for you
women who have this event, you will be herded by the Brownies
into an square area of 50 feet by 50 feet, the boundary of the
square will be marked off with a waist high white fence, the
object here is the amount of time it takes the Girl Scout to
bring you down and for this event, again we have special
ammunition developed by Hunting Women, Inc. that I will show you,
your objective is to run around within the square, probably
bumping or tripping into each other to make the Girl Scout
shooter assigned to you miss or at least run up her time, the
girl will be kneeling on one knee for this event and again she
will be camouflaged at 500 yards from you..."
"What do you mean by bring us down?"
"... with the special ammunition, the Girl Scout can only shoot
you from your neck to your waist, a head shot will disqualify
her, when she does hit you between your neck and your waist you
will be knocked unconscious for twenty minutes and after you have
all been shot the Brownie Scouts will come and take you out of
the square, if she hits your arm or leg, then your arm or leg
will go numb, thus slowing your movements..."
"Oh ok" replied the woman
"... the last event is the Mammary target shooting... you all
know what Mammaries are right ladies?..." there was laughing and
giggling, "... the daisy's will mount you spread eagled on a
cross and put handcuffs and ankle cuffs on you, your arms will be
straight out and your legs will be spread wide, your body needs
to be tight for this event, in addition you will wear a red ball
gag to keep your grunts to a minimum, now each Girl Scout shooter
will have 20 seconds to fire one shot at your left breast and 20
seconds to fire one shot at your right breast, the girl will be
laying down for this shoot and again camouflaged. The girl
closest to either nipple as measured from the center of your
nipples will earn higher points..."
All the women were murmuring now, whispering amongst themselves
and comparing their pieces of papers
"... should there be a tie after all the points are tallied we
have a Tie breaker event, the girls involved in the shootout will
get 1 shot at 1000 yards that must hit the center of the woman's
anus, which means, someone from amongst you will be the tie
breaker targets..."
There were more grasps and moans
"... we select the women by pulling their names out of can, so
all your names will be in the can and a Daisy scout will draw out
names, those selected women will be tied to a table on their
knees, head down so that their ass is presented to the shooter, I
know from personal experience that this one stings more than the
others because as you all know, our asses are pretty sensitive!"
laughed Mrs Benson along with the other women, "... The tie
breaker will determine the winner, but more importantly, only the
top two finishers will get to compete in the Woman Naked Prey
hunt that is next month..."
All the women clapped at this
"... This afternoon is the doubles pussy hunt competition which
take place after lunch. Speaking of lunch we will have a two hour
lunch break which during that time you can walk around the
complex and check the place out. Some of you have been here
before so nothing has changed much..."
Some women laughed and were talking about the various rooms
"... Now for the ammunition, Hunting Women, Inc. has made special
ammunition for our Girl Scout target and hunting merit badges,
this thumb size pellet here is used for target shooting, it
breaks on impact with your skin, it also leaves a little red mark
that disappears after ten minutes, for the free run target shoot,
this pellet here has a coating on it that when it comes in
contact with your skin, will knock you unconscious, but the
inside of the pellet has a red gel that will mark the point of
impact, this sort of gives a realistic feel to the target
shooting, and this pellet will also be used for the doubles pussy
hunt competition this afternoon... so to be clear, these pellets
fired from any distance will not break your skin or cause you
injury..."
"That's a relief" replied some of the women
"... now about the weapons the girls will be using on you today,
on the table here we have the Girl Scout Tactical Bolt Action
Rifle XL1500 with Scope. It uses the  .177 cal pellet ball, next
is the Hunting Woman A22  All Weather Rifle With Scope and is
uses the .22 Cal pellet, the newest entry approved by the Girl
Scout council is Girl Scout CFX - .22 Cal pellet - Fixed Barrel
Rifle with a 4x32 Scope, this one is the Girl Scout Woman Hunter
X50, it fires at 1200 fps with a .177 cal pellet, the X50 is a
Tactical Rifle w/Scope and is the preferred weapon for Girl
Scouts hunting women..."
There were oohs and aahs as Mrs Benson held the rifle up
"... this one is the Girl Scout RWS 48 Rifle .177 cal pellet Side
Lever w/4X32 Scope and is a favorite with the senior Girl Scout
troops because it fires at 1110 feet per second, the girls swear
it brings down a woman at long range..."
There was laughter all around
"... this last rife was almost banned by the Girl Scout council
is the Hunting Woman 460 Magnum .177 cal pellet with a 4x32
Scope, the reason it was almost banned is because it can fire at
1350 feet per second! The Council at least wanted a hunted woman
to the chance to get away, but as I understand it there are some
women who have eluded this rifle... probably because it wasn't
used properly!!..."
All the women laughed at this
"... Anyway, each of these rifles are specially fitted with
silencers, so you will not be able to hear the rifle when it is
fired at you nor will be able to see the puff of smoke that
usually exits the barrel after it is fired"
 "... Ok ladies any questions? Good if you please enter the doors
behind you, each door has the name of the event that you have,
please undress, there are lockers in the rooms, and the daisy
troop girls will be waiting for you..."
Mrs James was nervous as the young Brownie scouts wheeled her out
to the target range. She had drawn the Perineum target event. She
was staring up to blue sky as the youngsters laughed and giggled
rolling the table she was on. Mrs James had her legs over her
shoulders, her ankles strapped down behind her, she had the ball
gag in her mouth, her ass was now prominently displayed for the
whole world. When the girls had the table on the correct markings
and the legs of the table locked into position the girls moved on
to help the other Brownies, she heard other tables being moved
into position, ten shooters, ten women. Mrs James noticed a
Brownie wave a green flag and run away, all she could was stare
up at the sky, then all of sudden, she heard beside her
"Hhmmppff" as the lady on the table beside her was hit
Mrs James gave a very small jump and muttered "Hhmmppff" also as
the pellet fired by a Girl Scout 500 yards away found it's mark
between her anus and vagina.
Now she heard "Hhmmmppff" from all the women on the tables as
their Perineum's were hit with pellets fired from hunting rifles.
Mrs James did a slight jerk and moaned "Hhmmppff" has the second
pellet found its mark, "one more time" she thought but then
realized she had three more Girl Scouts yet to fire at her
Perineum as the events moved around, "Hhmmppff" went Mrs James
again as the third scored on her Perineum... "Thank goodness,
this one is done" she thought
"All shooters finished, range clear? Brownie's wheel in the
targets" some young girl announced over the PA system
"Target? I'm not a damn target, I am a woman and a mother"
thought Mrs James, but then she wondered what the hell am I doing
strapped on a table with some 14 year old shooting me with
pellets between my anus and vagina?
As the young girls wheeled the women off the target range the
senior girl scouts got out their small measurement rulers
"Number 1 target, Perineum center to pellet 1 is .2 inches,
pellet two is... .12 inches and pellet three is .1 inches..."
announced the seventeen year old girl
Mrs James realized that by referring to them as `targets' it was
a way to dehumanize the women in front of the daisy scouts and
the target shooters, nobody really wanted to shoot their own
mother
Mrs James was target number 6 "... target 6 Perineum center...
pellet 1 is... a bulls eye... pellet 2 is... a bulls eye...
pellet 3 is... point 1 inches... I need a referee for
confirmation over here for the two bulls eyes"
Another senior scout came over and inserted something metal into
Mrs James's anus and the same thing into her vagina
"I am going to use the slide ruler which is anchored in target
6's anus and vagina to verify the bulls eyes... "
Mrs James felt a hand casually placed on her vagina as the girl
took her measurements and what felt as a thumb and index finger
on the opening of her anus holding the metal tube
"Daisy scout what's your name?" asked the senior girl scout
"Sharon"
"Sharon rub right here"
Mrs James felt a tiny finger rub between her vagina and her anus,
Mrs James tried to squirm but was held firmly in place
"Bulls eyes verified" said the senior scout as she pulled the
metal things out of her vagina and anus, "Very good number 6,
your display to the target shooter was excellent"
Then target's 7, 8, 9 and 10 were measured and recorded
""Ok, daisy's take a damp warm wash cloth and clean the target
area for the next round"
Mrs James felt like a baby again as the seven and eight year olds
washed the area of her vagina and anus
*
Megan Bennett, 14 years old and a Cadette scout, was nervous
laying the tall grass with her XL1500 bolt action rifle with
scope. She was given 3 pellets to shoot the target. She watched
as the Brownie's wheeled out the women, she would have target
number 6 today, she wondered idly who the woman was... was it her
mother? She would find out later.
The green flag was raised which was the signal that firing could
begin. Megan looked thru her scope and drew a bead on the woman's
anus, then adjusted the scope one notch and looked again, now she
drew a bead on the woman's vagina and adjusted a half notch on
the scope. In her peripheral vision she watched the wind gauge as
she looked thru the scope at the woman displayed before her, she
put her index finger on the trigger and drew a breath then slowly
let it out and pulled the trigger. One of the nice things about
the XL1500 was that there was no kick to rifle
"Got it, nailed that shot between the two holes" she said to
herself as she worked the bolt to pop the next pellet into place.

Megan drew another bead and did a slight adjustment to the scope,
then drew a breath, let it out slowly and pulled the trigger
"Damn, I'm good" she smiled as she moved the bolt action back and
forth moving the last pellet into place
"This target 6 has a nice spread, easy to see and take a bead
on..."
Megan drew her breath and slowly let it out then pulled the
trigger
"I could have sworn I saw her squirm at that one" she smiled "I
think I nailed that one too"
The teenager got up from her firing position as the Brownie's
wheeled the target women off the range, "on to the next event,
the free target event" she smiled
Megan and the other Girl Scouts got to the field for the Free
Target event, but had to stand around for fifteen minutes because
the Brownies hadn't released the women targets into the square.
It seemed that it took some of the women a little longer to
recover after being shot
"Megan Bennett you have target number 8" said Mrs Benson as she
walked down the line. A senior scout walked up behind Megan and
said she was the time keeper and that once the green flag waved
Megan was to say only one word "time" at which she would start
the stop watch
Megan knelt down on one knee, her left knee, she always shot
better being on her left knee, then she took the XL1500 strap
from her waist pocket and attached it to the rifle, then she put
her arm thru the strap holding the rifle tight against her
shoulder. Again she was given three pellets, but she thought she
only needed one.
She peered thru the scope to get a look at the target, "oh my, it
is Mrs Wright, our middle school principle" smiled the teenager
Each of the women targets had a number in black ink written on
their torso and lower back, Mrs Wright had number 8. Megan
resisted the urge to use her scope to look at the other women in
the square... she had to concentrate on her target
The green flag was waved and the women started running around
bumping and pushing each other, some women ran around circles
waving their arms, others tried hiding behind other women or ran
together as they ran around in circles.
Mrs Wright was running around in circles waving her arms and then
turning her upper body, trying to give the girl who was going to
shoot her a smaller target all the while bumping into other women
who had distressed looks on their faces
Megan said "time" and she heard the stop watch click, then she
worked the bolt action and pop the pellet into place, looked thru
the scope, drew a breath and pulled the trigger.
Mrs Wright went down with a pellet shot below her left breast,
the pellet splattering the red gel like it was a real shot. Megan
heard the stop watch click
"Damn, girl, five seconds, that has to be the fastest time so
far" smiled the senior scout as she walked off
Megan put the rifle down and watched as two women tripped over
the fallen Mrs Wright, but one by one the other scouts shot their
targets. Number 3 had been hit in the thigh and was hobbling
around the square, "Why doesn't that girl just put the woman
down?" wondered Megan , then all of sudden the number 3 threw her
hands up and went down, a shot to the back. In all it took about
two minutes for the event to finish.
Megan watched as the Brownies came out with wheelbarrows. The two
Brownies assigned to Mrs Wright struggled as they lifted the
unconscious woman into the wheelbarrow and then slowly wheeled
her off the firing range
*
Mrs James and other nine women were wheeled out to the firing
range again, the table legs locked into position. This time she
didn't see the green flag waved. She waited patiently for the
first sting of the pellet to hit her between her vagina and her
anus. She heard the other women grunting "Hhmmppff" as they were
hit, the she jerked slightly and grunted "Hhmmppff" as the first
pellet found its mark.
It seemed forever before the second pellet hit her, but this one
she felt was close to her vagina opening.
Then another long pause, Mrs James found herself urging the Girl
Scout that was shooting her to hurry up, just shoot straight. She
heard the women on either side of her grunt about the same time
"Hhmmppff" as they were hit. Then she jerked slightly as the
third pellet hit her anus and she grunted "Hhmmppff" and thought
"about fucking time"
The announcer came over head clearing the firing range and the
Daisy's ran out to each table and wheeled them back inside.
"Target 6" announced the senior scout, "first pellet... .3
inches, second pellet... point five inches and the third
pellet... is .6 inches... you have a cute little red mark on your
anus number 6" smiled the senior scout and the two Daisy's
assigned to her giggled also. "Ok, Daisy's clean `em up"
Mrs James wanted to squirm something badly as two sets of small
hands scrubbed her anus and vagina with a warm washcloth removing
the small red dots
Mrs Benson announced, "Third round coming up ladies"
`As if we weren't keeping count' thought Mrs James
*
Megan's next target event was the Navel shoot, one of her
favorites, the standing position. She had left the strap on the
XL1500 so she could wrap her left arm around it.
"Megan Bennett, you have target 2" announced the senior scout
Megan waited as the Brownies wheeled out the ten women secured on
their crosses, then locked the wheels in place an scampered off.
Even from this distance Megan could tell the woman in front of
her was wearing a red ball gag... it looked so cute
"Range clear, shooters, you are cleared to fire at will" the PA
announcer said
"I wonder who this is," thought the teenager as she peered into
the scope, "Oh shit, this must be my lucky day, Mrs Abrams, the
Sunday school teacher..." Megan peered over the top of her scope
and then pulled the rifle back up to the firing position. Again
three pellets. Megan drew a bead on Mrs Abrams belly button then
adjusted her sight and drew another bead, then she took a deep
breath and slowly let it out and pulled the trigger.
Megan watched as Mrs Abrams drew her belly in with a deep breath
as the pellet struck her, "close real close" thought Megan, then
she moved the bolt action to pop the next pellet into place, drew
a bead, adjusted the scope for a slight breeze, took a deep
breath, waited... waited, then slowly let her breath and pulled
the trigger.
Mrs Abrams flinched her belly like she was being tickled, Megan
noticed that the woman grimaced when the pellet struck home. She
also noticed that the second shot was exact opposite of the first
shot, "very good, Megan" she thought to herself
Megan worked the bolt action rifle and popped the last pellet
into place, looked down the scope, adjusted the sight one tick,
drew a bead, waited... waited... waited then drew a deep breath
and slowly let it out and pulled the trigger. Mrs Abrams flinched
again as the pellet found its mark just above her belly button
Megan cradled the rifle in the arms waiting for the other Girl
Scouts to finish shooting their women
*
Mrs Abrams hated this event, she could see the girl down range,
all covered in twigs and grass intertwined with mesh, but
couldn't tell who it was. But the hardest part was looking at the
barrel of the rifle pointed at her, as Mrs Benson said, you
couldn't tell when the rifle was fired as there was no smoke from
the barrel and the silencer made sure she couldn't hear the noise
of the rifle when fired. In the first round she had peed herself,
as did the other women, now she was standing in her own puddle of
pee. The Brownies and Daisy Scouts laughed when they came out to
wheel them back inside. She almost went crazy in the second round
as the girl out in front of her took her sweet time firing her
pellets, she just wanted the event to be over. She and the other
women all grunted when hit by the pellets, it was a bit strange
to hear, "ugh", "ugh', "ugh" as the pellets struck their bodies.

But this girl in front of her was good, just as good as the girl
in the second round, even without looking down Mrs Abrams could
tell the pellet hits were right around her belly button, but this
Girl Scout also took her time in shooting her and she really,
really hated that
*
Mrs James was wheeled out a third time, still staring at the blue
sky. What bothered her was not so much that she was being shot
between her vagina and her anus as it was those young Daisy
scouts that scrubbed her down, both little girls seem to take a
delight in rubbing her anus and especially her vagina with that
warm cloth. Mrs James knew that her vagina was wet and not
because of the washing, she was actually aroused, which was
strange, this weekend was supposed to be serious stuff for the
Girl Scouts, `Well', she thought, `I hope this shooter doesn't
notice that I am all wet'
Again, Mrs James didn't see the green flag being waved but knew
the shooting had begun when a woman a couple of tables over
moaned, "Hhmmppff" as she was hit.
"Nothing to do but wait" she thought, just then she jerked and
grunted "Hhmmppff" as the pellet hit her Perineum.  She wondered
what it was like if she could see the shooter like the other
women in the other events, the anticipation was terrible, just
waiting to feel the slight sting and then her grunt. The other
women around her were grunting now as the soft part of the skin
between their vagina's and anus's were pummeled with pellets
Mrs James grunted "Hhmmppff" again as the second pellet felt like
it hit where the first pellet did.
Mrs James laid there waiting for the third shot, since this was
not a timed event, the Girl Scout could take her time with her
shots
The third shot struck her Perineum and Mrs James grunted and
tried to squirm, "Thank goodness this third round is over" she
thought
The Brownies came running out after the PA announcer cleared the
range and wheeled the women back inside
*
Susan Hines, thirteen years old, looked thru her scope at the
target that was spread before her, she was using the Girl Scout
CFX .22 caliber pellet rifle with a 4x32 scope
"Target 6, you have a very nice spread on you... I hope your
daughter pimps you out tonight because I want a piece of your
ass..."
Susan drew a bead on the woman's soft skin tissue between the
vagina and the anus, adjusted the scope one notch, waited for the
breeze to die down, drew a breath, let it out slowly and pulled
the trigger
"Target 6 you look so helpless laying there with your lovely ass
showing and that shot was probably a bulls eye..."
"Ok, bitch, I will make you wait a little bit..." The thirteen
year old drew a bead again and adjusted the scope, she licked her
lips, wondering what size strap on she should use tonight on this
target, she drew her breath, let it slowly and pulled the trigger
"Oh, now that's so cute target 6" Susan said to herself, I made
you jerk just a little
The teenage Girl Scout drew another bead on the target, waited,
looked threw her scope, adjusted the sight a half notch, waited,
drew a breath and slowly let it out and pulled the trigger
She got up looking down range as the daisy's came out to wheel
the women back inside... "I am looking for you tonight baby" the
girl smiled
*
"Target 6" announced the senior scout, "Pellet 1... bulls eye...
very good number 6... pellet 2... point 1 inch and pellet 3...
wait a minute... pellet 3 is a bulls eye... I need a referee over
here on target 6..." yelled the senior scout
The same senior scout came over and inserted the same metal pole
into Mrs James's anus and the same thing into her vagina
"Damn number 6, you are one lucky target today," then the scout
said, "... I am going to use the slide ruler which is anchored in
target 6's anus and vagina to verify the bulls eyes... "
"Sharon, honey," said the senior scout, "could you help me here?
Place your thumb and index finger here holding the slide rule and
gently press down..."
Mrs James felt the girl's fingers on her anus and then gentle
pressure as the girl worked her thumb and index just inside her
anus holding the metal tube
"Daisy, what is your name?" asked the senior scout
"Julie"
"Julie, hold this one in her vagina like this, use your thumb and
index finger, gently push down... good"
Mrs James now had two sets of fingers pressuring her vagina
opening and her anus, she was almost beside herself, but strapped
in as she was, she couldn't move
 "Sharon rub right here with your left hand"
Mrs James felt a tiny finger rub between her vagina and her anus,
Mrs James tried to squirm again but was held firmly in place
"Bulls eyes verified" said the senior scout as she pulled the
metal things out of her vagina and anus, "Very good number 6,
your exceptional display to the target shooter was excellent"
"Ok, daisy's take a damp warm wash cloth and clean the target
area for the last round"
Mrs James felt weird sensations running thru her body as the
youngsters took liberty with her genitals, poking and prodding
with the wash cloth
*
Megan walked with the scouts to the last event, the Mammary
target range.
"Megan, you have target 10, and here is the 500 foot line. You
can lay down anywhere behind the line... I have the stop watch,
remember 20 seconds for each breast, one shot each, call `time'
when you are ready after the green flag
Megan laid down in the grass and watched as the Brownies wheeled
out the women on their target stands, each woman was spread
eagled on the stand with a ball gag.
The teenager peered down her scope at the woman spread eagled on
the cross, "Holy shit, Claire's mother, Mrs Boyd" she thought to
herself
Megan and Claire were best friends and joined the Girl Scouts
together, Mrs Boyd even babysat Megan when she was little and now
here was Claire's mother before her, her breasts just aching to
be shot at
"The green flag is waved" said the senior scout
"time" replied Megan
She heard the stop watch click, looked down her scope, adjusted
one notch drew her breath, let it out slowly and pulled the
trigger
Megan almost laughed out loud as she saw Mrs Boyd's breast flop
up and down when the pellet hit, the senior scout clicked the
stop watch... five seconds very good... tell me when you are
ready"
Megan waited for Mrs Boyd to settle down, "time"
She heard the stop watch click, she looked down her scope moved
her left hand to adjust the sight one notch, drew a breath, let
it out slowly and pulled the trigger and she heard the stop watch
click
Mrs Boyd's left breast also flopped up and down, Megan laid her
rifle down and looked up at the senior scout, "that is so cool
how her breasts flop up and down when hit by the pellet" she
smiled
"Yeah, I know right? Very good, another five second shot, both
shots looked to be pretty good" said the senior scout as she
walked away
Megan waited for the Brownies to wheel the women back inside then
she got back up
*
Mrs Boyd didn't like this event either, for one thing she
couldn't see the shooter in the grass but she could see the
senior scout with the stop watch, this was the last round, she
wondered if her daughter had been one of the four shooters that
shot her.
All of a sudden she grunted as her right breast flopped when hit
by the pellet, there as a slight sting but she grunted anyway. It
drove her crazy knowing that she couldn't see the smoke or hear
the rifle when it was fired, the anticipation was the hardest
part, then she grunted again as her left breast was hit by the
pellet.
"Well at least this is over now" as the Brownies came and wheeled
her back in
The senior scout took the measurements from the center of her
right nipple to the red dot of the pellet and announced a bulls
eye then she measured Mrs Boyd's left nipple and announced
another bulls eye
"Ok, Daisy's you can let the targets down now" yelled Mrs Benson,
"Ladies, please wash up in the locker rooms, and put your clothes
back on, lunch will be served at noon"
The women were released from the crosses and walked to the locker
rooms all chatting about the event they were in
*
Mrs James was wheeled out for the last round, finally, she
thought
As she laid there staring up at the sky, she heard grunts and
"Hhmmppff" coming from the women beside her, then she grunted as
the pellet hit her soft skin tissue between her vagina and anus,
"Just two more damn shots" she thought
Mrs James did find the thought of being totally helpless outdoors
on a target range with her anus and vagina displayed that she
thought it oddly erotic
Before they were wheeled out this last time she had overheard the
senior scouts talking amongst themselves that the Girl Scouts
shooting them considered each target like a piece of meat, it was
like the girl took ownership of the woman she was shooting
Mrs James found that erotic that a young girl would consider her
a piece of meat but when she thought about it, with her anus and
vagina presented to the girl, that made sense, Mrs James grunted
a "Hhmmppff" again as the second pellet found its mark
One more shot and I am done, "go ahead little girl shoot me, make
me your target of meat" she smiled to herself
Then a grunt and a "Hhmmppff" as the last pellet landed between
her vagina and anus
When the range was clear the Brownies wheeled the women back
inside and after the measurements were taken Mrs Hanlon, one of
the Daisy troop leaders, announced that they could shower and put
on their specially designed clothes and head over to the dining
hall for lunch.
*
It took the women in the Perineum shoot about ten minutes to
circulation back in their legs when the restraints were removed.
All of the ten women in the Perineum shoot were talking at the
same time as they made their way to the showers, all of them
thought it very erotic that their bodies were used for target
practice and especially a very specific part of their body.
Word had gotten around that the women in the "Free" run shoot
were delaying things because it was taking the women targets
longer to recover after being shot. It would at least an hour
before the competition was officially over.
The clothes were donated by the retail outlet Skimpy Clothes,
each outfit had a pair of red six inch heels, white knee high
socks with a pink bow above the knee, a short frilly skirt, no
panties and a pink tank top that came just below their breasts.
All of the women in the locker room were dressed the same as each
other but none of them seemed to mind
As the competition wasn't over yet the women were ushered into
the dining hall where the Home Ec's class had set water and
finger foods to eat, the Girl Scout shooters that had finished
were washing and changing also but would be kept would be eating
in the banquet hall until the competition was finished. All the
women were talking and comparing notes about their events.
An hour later the free run event was finished and the women
involved were washing and changing. After lunch everybody met in
the conference room, mothers and daughters greeting each other.
Mrs James greeted her daughter Linda who was 13 years old she had
been one of the shooters but didn't shoot her mother in the
Perineum event she had number 9 in the third round
Mrs Benson got up on stage and tapped on the microphone to get
every bodies attention.
"Girls and ladies, quiet please, thank you, it seems there is to
be a tie breaker, a three way tie, which has never happened
before..."
All the women groaned and smiled and giggled
"... so I will draw out three names of women who will be our tie
breaker targets, but first the way this will work is that each
Girl Scout will have one shot at your anus..."
Laughter and giggles from the crowd
"... the two girls who shoot closest to your anus will move to
the second round and the third shooter will place third... so
there will be two shots at your anus instead of one... now
ladies, if both Girl Scouts score a bulls eye, then they keep
shooting until one loses... "
There were groans and curses from the ladies
"The three girl scouts who tied are Megan Bennett... "
There was clapping all around and hoots and hollers from the Girl
Scouts
"...Susan Hines..."
More clapping and hollers from the girls
"... and Claire Boyd..."
The girls were whistling and yelling shouts of congratulations
"Quiet please girls... sorry ladies, the Girls shooting this year
are very good... so I have all your names in the can here and one
of the Daisy's will draw out a name, what is your name, honey?"
"Sandra"
"What troop are you from?"
"Daisy troop 20 Mrs Benson" replied the girl
"Ok, honey, reach in and pull out a name"
The conference room was hushed silence as the seven year old
pulled out a piece of paper
"... Mrs Boyd..." said Mrs Benson
The girls erupted in laughter, "a mother daughter anus shoot"
somebody yelled
"...This should be interesting" laughed Mrs Benson
"Ok, Sandra, pull out another name..."
The conference room was quiet again as the young girl pulled
another piece of paper from the can
"...Mrs James..."
"All right mom!!" yelled Linda
"I am not so sure about having a teenage girl shoot my anus" she
smiled weakly as the other women around her patted her on the
back
"it will be fun mom" laughed her daughter
"One last time Sandra..." instructed Mrs Benson
The Daisy scout reached in and pulled out the last name
"Mrs Abrams..."
The conference room erupted in clapping and cheers
"Shooters and ladies, we will give one twenty minutes to
change... shooters must wear their camouflage outfits, ladies you
are nude of course, Daisy's please prepare three tables...
everybody, get something to eat and join us outside in the
spectator stands..."
As the three mothers entered the locker rooms Mrs Abrams asked,
"So Mrs James what does it feel like being shot between your
legs?"
"It didn't hurt,  just stung a little but the hardest part is not
being able to see or hear where the shooter is coming from... all
I did all day is present my crotch to the girls and looked up at
the sky..."
"Yeah, I know what you mean" added Mrs Abrams
"Think Claire will draw you for the shoot?" asked Mrs James
"I hope not, but we won't know until after the shoot is over will
we" smiled Mrs Boyd
The three ladies walked into the preparation room where the
Daisy's were waiting for them. Each was instructed to climb up on
the table, get on their knees and bend down. A ball gag was
placed in their mouths then each girl strapped down the ankles of
each woman, then strapped down their wrists and arms and last
took a collar and placed around the neck of each woman, there was
a hook on each collar and the hook secured to a bolt on the
table, the chin of the women was resting on the table, they could
not move their heads in any direction. Then the designated Daisy
scout took a brown marker and carefully colored each woman's
anus, to make it stand out against their flesh.
Mrs Benson walked into the target preparation room and the
Daisy's announced the targets were ready
"Very good girls, six Brownies will wheel the targets out to the
range, the rest of you get a seat in the stands"
Mrs Abrams, Mrs James and Mrs Boyd wheeled out before the crowd
of women and girls; they all started clapping and cheering.
A 1000 yards away the girl scouts readied their rifles, each drew
a number from one to three, Claire would be shooting target 1,
Susan would be shooting target two and Megan would be shooting
target three. Mrs Benson had no idea what target the girls would
be shooting at so she randomly had the Brownies place each woman
in target 1 position, target 2 and target 3.
Mrs James was on the end and she figured she was target three,
Mrs Abrams was next to her and Mrs Boyd was in target 1
Over the PA Mrs Benson said, "Girl scouts and ladies in the
stands, please hold your applause and cheers after the shooters
have taken their shots...
Ok shooters, one shot, no time limit, fire at will" and suddenly
the stands went quiet, some girls and women were looking for the
shooters in their camouflage and some were looking at the three
women with their asses in the air waiting to see the first shot
What seemed like a long time to Mrs Benson but was only a minute,
she heard Mrs Boyd grunt and scream out from behind her ball gag,
"aaahhhh!!!"
"Shit" thought Mrs James, "That must hurt" then all of a sudden,
she heard herself scream, "aaahhhh!!!" it almost felt like the
pellet entered her anus
About thirty seconds later, Mrs Abrams screamed, "aaaghhhh!!!" As
her anus was hit
*
Megan was laying on her stomach, she moved the bolt action and
popped a pellet into place, she looked down her scope at the anus
staring back at her, "very nice, I wonder who the target is" then
she adjusted her scope, took another bead on the anus and waited,
she couldn't tell if the other two girls had fired yet, she drew
in a deep breath, let it out slowly and pulled the trigger, she
watched the anus target as the pellet struck home, "has to be a
bulls eye, it damn near went in her asshole" she thought
Claire was wondering if that was her mother's anus she was
looking at thru her scope but she pulled the trigger anyway,
watching the slight jerk of the target as it hit home
Susan was looking at her target, thinking, "this brownie hole is
mine" and pulled the trigger, she also watched the woman jerk
slightly as the pellet hit the woman's anus opening
*
Mrs Benson and two senior scouts went out to the three targets to
measure, "target 1... first shot... point one inch" and the crowd
cheered
"... target 2... first shot... bulls eye" the crowd went wild
"target 3... first shot... bulls eye" and the crowd went wild
"Ok, Brownies wheel out target one..."
Claire got up as she saw her target being wheeled away... she
wanted to know who it was and besides, finishing third wasn't so
bad
*
"Ok, shooters, round two, and girls, please hold your
applause..."
For several minutes nothing happened, Mrs James was beside
herself, "just shoot damn it" she thought
Then she heard Mrs Abrams grunt with the second hit
Mrs James was dyeing of anticipation of the second shot, still
she waited, she felt very erotic was her anus exposed just
waiting to be shot, then all of a sudden, "aaahhhh!!" as the
second hit home, that one also felt like it went right into her
anus opening
*
Megan just knew she had won, that second shot on the target's
brownie felt so natural
*
Mrs Benson and the senior scouts went to the women again and took
their measurements, "...Target 2... second shot... is.... Point 1
inch" the crowd cheered
Then they walked over to Mrs James, "...Target 3.... Second
shot... is... a bulls eye right in the anus opening again..."
There was pandemonium in the stands as a winner was finally
declared
Megan and Susan congratulated each other as they walked back to
the range, "I will see you in the doubles hunt this afternoon"
smiled Megan
"Yeah, I'm gonna kick your ass in the Naked prey next week" Susan
smiled back
"Yeah, I am looking forward to it" smiled Megan but she was
thinking of the woman she just shot in the anus... who she was...
if she could talk the woman's daughter into pimping her out
tonight... Megan would be willing to pay anything to see that
anus up close with a strap-on
By the time Megan and Susan had reached the target area it was
crowded with women and girls milling around the two women who
were still strapped to the table, the girls were slapping both
ass cheeks of the women and some of the Daisy's were poking their
fingers into each anus trying to figure out where the pellets hit
"Clear out everybody... it is picture time with the winners..."
yelled Mrs Benson, "This the photographer from the Times, Mike,
Ok, you first Megan, stand next to your target"
Megan propped her target rifle on her left hip and rested her
right arm on Mrs James's ass, she had a big smile for the camera,
then she posed for one where she used her index to point out
where the pellet hit, then she climbed up on the table and put
her right foot on Mrs James's back, pointed her rifle down and
put her left hand on her hip, looking like a hunter. Susan did
the same thing. Nobody was interested in any other pictures of
Mrs Abrams or Mrs James except their asses and especially their
anus's
Megan walked to the head of the table and leaned into Mrs James's
ear, "I will pay your daughter anything just for the chance to
explore your lovely asshole with my twelve inch strap-on" then
she petted Mrs James on the head and walked away

End of Part 1

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