Foster’s Porn Story: THE DOCTOR IS IN Chapter 7
Ive kinda noticed that there are no reviews for Chapter Six. Im not power hungry or anything, butwell, Im not quite used to it yet. Anyway, if this breaks the shortage, heres Chapter Seven. (Yes, I NEED reviews. :P)
CAUTION OF TERROR: This chapter (well, part of it, at least) will involve sadistic torture. Dont worry though; Im keeping my word about content. ;) So take this into consideration.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Frankie woke up, moaning in pain. Her vision was blurred briefly, but cleared up shortly. She examined her surroundings: she was in what looked like an old medieval torture room; dark, yellowish tan walls with some metal around, and there was the noise of dripping water drops. She also noticed a rusted bear-trap on the ground. She tried to move her arms, but they felt like something was holding them back. Frankie lifted her head and saw that she was chained to an old, wooden table!
A moment later someone entered the room. Unfortunately it was none other than Mr. Herriman! (DOCTOR, through our point of view :P)He still had the demented look and demeanor from before; apparently he hasnt changed at all since last time. Frankie tried to reason with him, Mr. Herriman, she began cowardly, W-why are you doing this? Oh, dont be scared, wakalooka girl, I only want to play with you. he responded in a low, were-wolf type voice. He continued, Tell mehave you seen Freaky Movie 25? Idont even think it exists- Mr. Herriman responded in an irritated manner, Lies! All lies! You dont want to upset the Great Cottage of Death, do you? Frankie had no idea what he was talking about, but decided that she should play along if she wanted to get out of this, Uhh, no? I knew you didnt. Tell me, how have you been doing? Uhhfine? Yes, yes, thats all interesting and what not, butwhat do you see in this picture?
Mr. Herriman held up a picture of a gorillascratching its butt. (Dont ask. :P) Frankie didnt understand what Mr. Herriman was doing, but she went along, A gorillascratching itsbutt? Yes, very good. Wanna cookie? Uhyes? Well too bad! Good guessers dont get any cookies! What do I look like, a poor person? She was confused by that remark; didnt he mean a rich person? Now, how about this? Mr. Herriman held up a picture of a lamp. A lamp? Excellent! Now Now he held up a picture ofa scribble line, how about this? Wellthats just a scribbl- No you incompetent fool! It is a very elaborate and well written document about the physics of eggs! Frankie just stared at him in a baffled manner.
Allow me Mr. Herriman began to read the message, If by any chance Captain Montelept agreed to sign the document of peas, the ruler of Zulchlin Terrain will forfeit to and at a match of walking steakheads. The steakheads shall proceed with bonking him on the head with sausages that they coveted from Mr. Roberto of the Nim. Thenkyes, I said thenk, not then. Anyways, thenk he willet slash-eth his computer collection in half with the blade of Zoolas. Zoolas is indeed a real person, so if you upset him, youll suffer his wrath and be banished to the Dimension of the Forbidden. Be aware that this IS true, not falsy false, otherwisewell, prepare to starve at the might of Cookies.
Frankie waswellshe didnt know at all what to make of this. This was justshe couldnt think of a word to describe this complete, total nut job. Before she thought anymore, he threw aside the card and said, But enough chit-chat, pig riding, and non-talkative games! I must tell you that you besmirched the code of cakes! As punishment for not ignoring my long and boring speech, YOU will have a taste of Zoolas wrath! Mr. Herriman hopped towardsa pile of junk and dug up something. When he came back to Frankie, the object he was holding was none other thanA CHAIN SAW!
As soon as she saw it, Frankie immediately shrieked the shriek the shriek of her life. Mr. Herriman just cackled and cackled away, starting up the saw, but it didnt work. He stopped laughing and tried to start it again, but no success. Finally, on his third try, it roared lively, like a beast, and then he continued to cackle, prompting Frankie to continue shrieking. The saw got closer, and closer, and closer! It was a half an inch away from touching Frankies flesh. But just before it did, the saw stopped.
Mr. Herriman looked at it quizzically, and then shook it up and down. He threw it on the ground while saying, Oh bugger! Its on coffee break! Hmmmust be a lack of pocket book juice. If you will excuse me, Ive got to go refuel Bob. (Bobthe chain saw :P) As Mr. Herriman hopped away, he muttered to himself, I knew I put that permafrost somewhere Frankie was scared stiffed at the moment, and then she just passed out
Whew, Frankie narrowly escaped that onebut for how long? Well anyway, its pretty clear that Dr. Herriman has gone out of his long ear, hopping, carrot consuming mind. Lets just hope Bloo and the gang rescue Frankie before the Doctor comes back with a refueled Bob. :P