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I've heard this song a million times but it wasn't until this time that the crazy idea hit me: Foxy Lady sounded like Foxy Brady. And the legendary Pam Grier's Foxy Brown came out in 1974 so Carol Brady could have seen it. (MFF, FMMM, nc, rp, oral, anal, intr, sn, tv-parody) *** Carol and Alice decided to sneak off to go see Foxy Brown. It was frowned upon to see R-rated movies at the Brady residence but they thought "The Hell with it". They told Mike they were going to a book club meeting. The two women didn't say a word as they watched the movie and ate popcorn and drank their Cokes. Part of Carol cringed at the violence [though the nudity didn't bother her at all] while another part of her gleefully enjoyed the movie. A small part of her wondered what it would be like to be Foxy Brown... When she got home Carol was surprisingly horny and threw herself at Mike. Never one to turn down an opportunity to bang his hot wife Mike gave Carol the fucking of her life. After the marathon sex, Carol drifted off to sleep exhausted and satisfied, a strange smile on her face... When Carol awoke, she sensed something was wrong. As she opened her eyes she realized she wasn't in her own bed. In fact Carol didn't recognize the dumpy room she was in. In fact Carol thought it looked like a bedroom she might see in a movie like Foxy Brown... Carol sat up, the sheet falling away from her body. Her naked body, Carol realized. She looked down. And gawked. Carol had the biggest tits she'd ever seen on a White woman! Hell, bigger than Pam Grier's. They had to be at least a DDD with massive oval-shaped areolae dark pink in color. Carol was surprised how high and firm they were. Carol was about to get out of bed and look at herself in the mirror when she realized someone was in bed beside her. She turned to see a big Black man built like a football player beside her, facing away from her. He made a noise and rolled onto his back. Carol saw he was a very handsome man with a big, thick mustache. She felt her light brown pubed pussy grow wet. The sheet was only up to his waist and she could see the huge bulge under it. Carol licked her lips. She already realized this was a dream, so it wouldn't hurt to explore... Carol pushed down the sheet and gawked at the massive black cock before her. She began to drool. Carol had always wanted to suck a cock but could never bring herself to ask Mike, nor would she cheat on him to suck another man's cock. But she was only dreaming, so... Carol leaned down and holding the huge cock upright slid her mouth down on it. She was surprised how much she could take in her mouth. Then again, this WAS a dream after all. Carol found herself sucking the Black man off like a pro. As he grew harder Carol still had no trouble taking his length and girth. He groaned and woke up. Leaning back on his elbows, he grinned down at the sight before him. "Damn, Foxy. You never get enough do you?" He laughed. Carol was too busy to reply. She massaged his huge balls roughly as she sucked his cock, moaning at the same time he did. Within ten minutes he began to explode in Carol's mouth. She again surprised herself by easily swallowing down his heavy load. She never imagined jizz would taste this good... "Damn, baby," He groaned as soon as she'd drained his balls. "You know how to give a guy his wake up call!" He laughed. He got up and began to dress. "I gotta go. I had a good time, Foxy. You're the best." "You're not too shabby yourself, stud," Carol found herself saying. Once he left Carol got out of bed, about to retrieve her clothes. When she saw herself in the mirror she stopped. Carol had a massive blonde afro bigger than Pam Grier's. Carol laughed. "Groovy!" She also realized as she turned sideways she had a massive ghetto booty. She laughed again, smacking her ass. "This is some surreal dream," She said, shaking her head. She retrieved her clothes, seeing no panties Carol slipped into her super tight bell bottoms that showed of her "new" ass. The shirt was so small for her giant tits Carol had to tie it under them, most of them on display. But what did she care, this was a dream. Under her clothes she found a massive gun with a long barrel. "What a big motherfuckin' gun!" She said as she hefted it. She knew right away it was hers. After all, she WAS Foxy Brown. Carol slid it into her waistband and left the apartment. She found herself in a grim neighborhood. Every man she saw was Black, and most major hunks of burnin' love. Not to mention most knew her name. "Hey, Foxy!" "Lookin' good, Foxy Lady!" "Foxy, you lookin' damn fine!" Carol just smiled and kept sauntering down the street. Suddenly she came across a towering mass of a man that was hotter than all the rest, with the biggest bulge she ever saw. Carol knew she had to have him. "Haven't seen you around here lately, Foxy," He said. "Well, maybe we can go somewhere and make up for lost time..." She winked. He grinned and led her up to his apartment. They both undressed and were soon naked. It wasn't long before his cock was sliding in and out of Carol's tight asshole. She was pleasantly surprised she could take his massive meat stick up her poop chute but reminded herself it was just a dream. Carol was screaming in pleasure as he rammed his monster cock in and out of asshole. She could not believe how surreal this all felt! She lost track of how many times she came before he dumped a massive load deep up her pooper. When he finally slid his slimy cock out of her asshole Carol was surprised she wasn't sore at all, only feeling well-fucked back there. The man got up and went into the bathroom as Carol got up and dressed again. Just as she slipped her gun into her waistband the door was kicked open. "What the fuck!" Her lover yelled as he stormed into the room. One of the intruders pointed his gun at him and shot him. He went flying into the wall and crumpled to the ground. Carol screamed, thinking he was dead and she was next. Instead, the butt of a gun slammed into the back of her head and everything went black. When Carol came to, she found herself in some kind of warehouse. She realized her hands were tied together and hung on a hook over her head. Carol also realized she was naked, her clothes and gun on the ground in front of her. Her shirt looked like it'd been torn off of her. Carol looked around and saw the two men you'd burst into the apartment before leaning against a work bench, talking in a whisper and laughing. "Bastards!" Carol yelled. "Motherfuckers! What the Hell do you think you're doing?!? Let me the fuck down!" They laughed again and moved towards her. One was short and fat, the other tall and going bald. "Tough-talking Foxy Brown," The skinny one laughed. Carol noticed he had a broken nose and was missing several teeth. "The boss was so happy when we told him we had you." "But we'll have a little fun first before he gets here," Grinned the fat one. "Like Hell!" Carol yelled. They laughed again. The tall one began to take of his belt. Carol's eyes went wide in fear. He folded it in half and began to whip her ass. Hard. Carol screamed. The pain was so surreal and unbelievable. He kept whipping her ass as the fat one masturbated his small cock. When he stopped whipping her he laughed and said "Go for it." The fat one jammed his short but wide cock into Carol's asshole. This time it hurt like Hell. "Son of a bitch!" She spat. Part of her was shocked by her language but Carol didn't give a fuck. The tall one smacked her across the face with the belt. Carol gasped. The buckle caught her in the eye and she knew it'd be black and blue soon enough. "Shut the fuck up, Bitch!" He said as her smacked the belt across her massive tits. The fat one fucked her ass hard as the tall one began to undress. His large, thin cock was already hard. He came up in front of Carol and lifted her up some as her slammed his cock into her defenseless pussy. She shrieked in pain. The two men laughed as they raped her. Neither Carol nor the men realized at first that her hands had come free off the hook. Carol noticed first. The two creeps were having too much fun to notice. Suddenly Carol head-butted the tall one then tried to strangle him with the rope tying her hands together He lost his erection and flew backwards. At first the fat one didn't realize what happened. But when Carol bent over, grabbed her gun, slid off his cock, spun around and shot his cock off he knew. "MY COCK!" He screamed. "YOU BITCH! YOU SHOT OFF MY COCK!" "Serves you right, dickhead!" Carol hissed. She turned back to the tall one who was about to attack her. Carol raised the gun and blasted out his left eye. "THAT'S for the black eye, you sick motherfucker!" He screamed and staggered backwards, crumbling on the floor. "BITCH!" Carol swung around as the fat one came at her with a knife. She shot him point blank in the chest three times. He flew back and crashed into the bench and slammed forward onto the floor. "Never bring a gun to a knife fight, dickhead," Carol said. Just then the doors burst open and the cops ran in, guns drawn. When they saw the carnage before them they holstered their pistols. "Are you all right, ma'am?" One hunky Black cop asked. "Better than these assholes," Carol pointed then began to dress. She realized her shirt was too torn to be of much good. Not that she minded, she liked the way the three Black cops stared at her tits. The two White cops left the building to call it in and request an ambulance and coroner van. "How'd you know I was here?" Carol asked. "I told them," said a voice from the door. "I knew those punks and knew they'd bring you here." Carol turned. "You're alive!" She said, seeing him holding a rag to his shoulder, the rag all bloody. "The bastard caught me in the shoulder," He said. "Since I know you're all right, the two cops outside said they'll run me over to the hospital." Carol kissed him. "Thank you. I'll come to the hospital later." "All right," He said and left. When she heard one the police cars speed off Carol turned to the three hunky black cops. "I think I should thank you for coming to my rescue..." Carol dropped to her knees as the cops whipped out their huge cocks. "Mmmm," Carol smiled. Grabbing the ones on her right and left, Carol deep throated the one in the middle as she jerked off the other two. All three moaned. Carol kept switching off which cock she sucked but always returned to the middle one. Of course he came first, shooting his heavy load all in her afro. Carol worked on the other two feverishly. Soon they were cumming on her face and tits. The first cop was hard again. She pushed him on the ground and climbed on his cock and rode him as the other two cops jerked off. Hard again, one cop took her ass and the other between Carol's DDDs. Carol came over and over from all the attention thrust upon her. Some half hour later, the three cops came once more; one in her pussy, one on her ass and the last on her face. Carol sighed, never more satisfied... "What's the same for, dear?" "Huh?" There was a laugh and Carol opened her eyes. It was Mike who had laughed. Carol was in her own bed. She looked down, disappointed, at her own tits. Feeling her hair, it was her own boring hairdo. Carol fell back with a sigh. "What's the matter, Carol?" Mike asked with concern as he finished putting on his tie. "I had the strangest dream..." She answered. "Well I need to head off to work," He said, leaning over to kissing her. "Maybe you'll tell me after work." When he was out the door, Carol smiled. "Maybe," She said, mostly to herself. "Or maybe not..." THE END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - TV, Sitcom & Movie Archive