Jesse has always loved seeing the clowns. Any time they were on TV when they broadcast the circus from the big city, that was the part he always watched from start to finish. They always had such silly antics. They would make him fall off the couch from laughter.
He hurried to the front row of the center ring and as the spotlights on the other rings slowly faded to pitch darkness, his eyes focused on the tiny car in front of him. It subtly shook from the powerful engine under the hood and it would jerk a few inches forward or a few inches back, until it was suddenly switched off and all four doors popped open.
Somewhere in the tent a drum-roll began to sound. As the rhythm built and built it stopped as 8 fairs of large feet popped out to the sound of a large trombone blowing a high note in time as the clowns stepped out.
The driver, a clown with the same caked on makeup, yellow eyes and teeth, but sporting a big red afro, surprised Jesse as he saw she wasn't much taller than he. She looked to be the definition of a short stack. Short legs, thick thighs atop which sat a round butt, followed by a short torso that a pair of beach ball sized breasts sat upon. She was dressed like a Ringmaster, with coattails too long for her body and a top hat that was balanced on top of her afro.
The driver's passenger was a tall glass of water, back to the regularly scheduled programming of the women he'd seen so far. While not as wide as many of the others, she had a comically large ass and breasts that stuck out from her modestly plump frame. Her face was framed with long blue hair that looked like dyed spaghetti and she sported a yellow unitard underneath a pink tutu held up by bright red suspenders. She seemed to be pretty shy and when she caught site of Jesse looking her way, she hid her face behind her hands and giggled.
The two passengers in the back were a pair of twins. Stunningly wide and tall, he had no idea how they could have fit in the back together. They both had large, loose fitting pink dresses with green buttons and trim, that flew out from them as they jumped and twirled around. Jesse blushed as their acrobatics continued showing off the large green panties they had on underneath.
The afro wearing Ringmaster pulled a microphone up from her trouser leg and as she addressed the tent, Jesse recognized the Jessica Rabbit sounding voice from earlier.
"Well, well, well. Looks like you are in for a one of a kind show tonight cutie. Just you and us, so why don't you....."she suddenly ran forward and leapt in the air, twirling her body around in multiple flips and somersaults before landing right on the ring barrier in front of Jesse "....come a little closer." She said giving him a wink. She held out her hand and Jesse once again had that nagging feeling he should run as he looked into her yellow eyes. They looked so real. Like almost like they weren't contacts....
The circus music built to a crescendo as the Ringmaster called out to no one "He's a little shy folks, let's give him a hand of encouragement!" As a disembodied applause rang out from around Jesse, he shook off the bad feeling and took her hand and was helped into the Ring.
"Now before you are two fantastic acts and you get to pick which one to see first." She pointed him towards the twins who bowed to him, then turned around and bowed to the darkness, mooning him with their panties once again as their skirts flew up. "Here we have the Barnaby Babe Twins, expert jugglers who juggle anything, and anyone, thrown their way. Don't wander within grabbing distance or you may be the one getting tossed between them."
She then steered Jesse to the shy clown who was slowly waving at him before breaking into another fit of giggles. "Then over here we have Fiji, who loves to just tie up cute volunteers and practice her throwing skills at them. Maybe knives, maybe water balloons, or maybe" She said with a wink "some great big cream pies."
"So Jesse, who do you want to watch first?"
"How....how do you know my name?" Jesse said. The music around him continued to blare, almost hypnotically and he started to feel like he was in a fog.
"That's not important right now." The Ringmaster said, dodging the question. "Its time for you to choose. To choose...your fate!"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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