In Part Three
We sure Hylan the Scarecrow living in a run down Shack
He Sat on the Front Porch and Whispered into the Wind.
He is Calling the Human Victim of His Rape
Who has given Birth to His Son Pinnoch.
The first Homo Scarecrowian Born on Earth.
The Human Victim was a Young 17 year old Named Sara Jane
She Hears that Voice on the Wind.
And Trance like She grabs Pinnoch and jumps on a Bus to
Hylans Whispers are also heard by the People of Wangaratta
And One Hundred vulnerable Locals also follow the Voice.
Sara Jane and Pinnoch arrive at Hylans Shack
Followed closely by the One Hundred Locals
A Black Crow also arrives.
But this isn’t an ordinary Bird
It is Mawkin the former Ruler of all the Scarecrows
And He wonts His Title back
The Title that Hylan Stole.
Mawkin calls to the Sky
And Forth Thousand Black Crowes descended onto the One
They are all Ripped to Shreds and Their Body parts carried away
Mawkin the Black Crow Transforms into a Seven Foot Scarecrow
He confronts Hylan.
And after an Epic Battle Mawkin is the Victor.
Hylans Heart is Consumed by Mawkin while it was still Beating.
So Hylan is Dead and He can never come back.
Mawkin Thinking that He is Safe takes His Eyes off the Black Birds
And One Thousand of them Swoop down
And They Eat Mawkins Wooden Body Splinter by Splinter.
Unfortunately Sara Jane also leaves the Safety of the Shack
And She is quickly Dispatched.
The only Survivor is Pinnoch the Baby Homo Scarecrowian.
who starts to Cry.
And His Cries are Heard by a passing Dingo.
The Dingo enters the Shack and picks up Pinnoch by the back
of the Neck and
The Dingo Trots back to His Den with Pinnoch still in His
His Mate is Curled up Inside.
She has been waiting for a Meal all Day.
The Male Dingo drops Pinnoch to the Floor of the Den.
Then proceeds to tear off Pinnochs Clothing.
Pinnoch is squirming on the ground.
But He is Hungry and He sees a familiar sight.
So He clamps onto the Female Dingoes Teat.
The Female Dingo is surprised.
She thought that all of Her Pups had already been Weaned
But there is always a Runt of the Litter.
So She lays down to Suckle.
And with a Snarl She sends Her Mate off to find Food.
Meanwhile up in the Trees
The One Thousand Black Birds that Consumed Mawkins
Are all feeling uncomfortable.
It has been Four Hours since They Ate Mawkin.
And in that Time not One of Them has dropped a single Poop.
So up in the Trees the One Thousand Black Birds are Pushing
Beads of Sweat forms on their Feathers.
If only They could Sit down with a Newspaper.
After another few Hours huge Sighs of relief are heard coming from
Then 1000 Pellets of Crap hit the Forest Floor.
Back at the Den Pinnoch is settling in nicely
He has had a steady supply of Milk.
Plus He has had His first taste of fresh Meat.
He is instantly Addicted to the Blood.
He cant get enough of the stuff.
Then His Baby Teeth turn into Razor sharp Incisors
And His Fingers turn into Claws.
Even though Pinnoch is only Fourteen Months Old
He is ready to explore and Conquer the World.
The Female Dingo is still allowing Him to Suckle
Even though His Teeth are getting very Sharp.
Pinnoch still Loves His Milk.
But He likes the Taste of Meat and Blood even better.
He Bites down on a Nipple a little too hard.
And the Female Dingo Yelps in Pain.
But Pinnoch just keeps Biting and Biting.
And the Female Dingo is Eaten Alive.
Pinnoch Crawls out of the Dingo Den.
He cant quite Walk yet.
He has already had His first Kill.
As He lays near the entrance to the Den He Hears a Sound
It Sounds like a 1000 Bird Turds hitting the Ground.
A Couple of Days after the Birds dropped Their Wooden Pellets.
The Stuff starts to Metabilise and begin to Dance.
The 1000 Wooden Turds start to Float in the Air.
Then They all start to fall into place.
Like a Giant Scarecrow shaped Jigsaw Puzzle.
The Picture Clears and yes People
Mawkin the Ruler of all the Scarecrows is back.
But He is a bit Misshapen.
Some of those Black Crows must still be backed up.
Mawkin is missing His Nose an Ear and His Face is all Eschew
But He is still the Same old Mawkin.
He takes a Second to get His Bearings.
Then He Wanders off in the Direction of Hylans Shack.
In the Dingo Den Pinnoch has now completely Devoured the
And has fallen asleep inside the Carcass.
Then He Hears the Male Dingo coming back from the Hunt.
As soon as the Male Dingo enters the Den He knows that something
As He goes to Sniff the Body of the Female Dingo.
Pinnoch Clamps onto His Throat and He doesn’t let go.
Soon the Male Dingo collapses to the Ground.
But He isn’t Dead.
He is just Unconscious.
Seeing that Pinnoch cant Walk yet He needs a Mode of Transport.
And a Dingo will do just fine.
So He Crawls up behind the Prone Dingo
And with a Thrust He sticks His Head up the Dingoes Rectum.
Then He Crawls Inside.
A few Minutes later the Dingo opens His Eyes and Tries to get to
But it is a Struggle.
It Feels like Something has Crawled up His Arse.
But then the Dingoes Eyes change from Brown to Green
Pinnoch is now in Charge
The Dingo/Pinnoch gets to His Feet.
And with a Yawn and a Shake of His Tail.
Pinnoch the Homo Scarecrowian leaves the Den.
Mawkin has made Himself at Home in Hylans Old Shack
He is slowly getting His Revenge on the Black Crowes.
Every now and then He will go Outside and Hold up His Arms
And Twenty Seven Black Birds will Land.
Then They are taken Inside and Consumed at Leisure.
A big pile of Bones is building up in the Corner.
Only 39,492 Black Crowes to go.
As Mawkin Chews on a Wing He Pines for some Company
He Sniffs the Air with His non existent Nose.
But no Scarecrow Scent is Detected.
So Mawkin has a change of Plans.
He goes out to the back of the Shack.
He pulls down His Pants and starts to Fondle His fleshy Wooden
Until it becomes Erect.
He Strokes faster and faster.
Than He feels the tension building up in His Wooden Nuts
He Aims His Erection Towards Wangaratta
And with a mighty Explosion 5 Million Scarecrow Sperm are
released into the Atmosphere.
A Wet Gooey Cloud of Semen is on its way to Town.
Any Female unlucky enough to be Outside that Day
Feels a strange sensation.
And even though They haven’t had Sex.
They all feel a Wetness in their Vaginas.
They have all been Impregnated with Scarecrow Sperm.
So in Nine Months time 142,349 Female Humans will give
Birth to 142,349 Homo Scarecrowian Babies.
Pinnoch the Dingo Trots away from the Den.
He has picked up a Scent.
A Smell from the Past.
The Smell of Scarecrow.
He Starts to Run faster.
He just follows His Nose.
Until He arrives at an Old Shack.
And Sitting on the Front Porch is the source of the Scent.
The only Living Scarecrow on the Planet.
As Pinnoch gets closer.
The figure on the Porch Stands up and Watches the Dingo
When the Dingo is about Ten Feet away.
It Squats as if to take a Shit.
Mawkin Thinks ‘Jesus go behind a Tree or something’
Then the Dingo gives out a Strangled Yelp.
And a Baby falls from its Arsehole and lands on the Ground.
Mawkin recognises the Baby as Hylans Son Pinnoch
The first Homo Scarecrowian Born on Earth.
He Runs forward and picks Pinnoch up.
Whew He really could do with a Bath.
With Pinnoch is having a Wash in the Kitchen Sink
Mawkin looks out of the Window and notices a Shitload of
Black Crowes gathering amongst the Clouds.
39,290 Black Birds are Circling.
Mawkin grabs Pinnoch.
Then He goes Outside to keep an Eye on the Birds.
1000 of the Black Crowes has formed a Daisy Chain.
The First One is holding a Power Line.
While the rest Swoop down towards Mawkin and Pinnoch.
Mawkin is still holding Pinnoch.
They see the Birds coming and try to Run back into the Shack
But They don’t quite make it.
And because Pinnochs Body is still Wet
An Arc of Electricity slams into Them.
And Mawkin and Pinnoch plus the 1000 Black Crowes are Fried.
Mawkin and Pinnoch are thrown Forty Feet
And Land in a Weed filled Garden.
Mawkin and Pinnoch are now nothing more than your average
Garden variety Scarecrows.
Now They will guard this Garden for Eternity.
In Wangaratta 142,349 Females have got Morning Sickness.
How will They explain this to Their Husbands and Boyfriends.
Well if You wont to know the answer
Come back and Read Part Five The Finale.
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