"Stallion Management": Episode II - Sex Wars - Chapter 1, LAW AND ORDER
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STALLION MANAGEMENT: EPISODE II - SEX WARS
CHAPTER 1 - LAW AND ORDER
Cue the Narrator:
"In the Criminal Justice System, sexually based offenses are
considered especially heinous. In Stallion Management, they are
considered especially fun! THESE are their newest tales!"
GONG GONG!
"So Ladies, tell me what the story is." Detective Elliot Stabler
said, as Demi Moore, Britney Spears, Paris Hilton, and Giselle
Bundchen related their respective stories to him and his partner,
Detective Olivia Benson.
"Leo... I don't know how, but he just left me and became rapaz
homossexual submisso or. or. I don't have the English for
it! It
happened in only minutos!" Giselle said, sobbing and saying more in
incomprehensible Brazilian that none of them could understand.
Britney cried on her shoulder, holding her tightly, and said, "I just
saw my husband and my boyfriend run off together like two little gay
boys! Is it ME?" she asked in confusion.
"That's NOTHING! People said my sex tape was obscene, but
how much
more obscene is seeing your latest boyfriend strip his clothes off
and put on a leash to get walked like a dog by three leather
men?"
Paris responded bitchily.
"Ladies, LADIES! I'm sure you're all very upset but I don't think
this qualifies as a CRIME. Some men just really are GAY, especially
in Hollywood. It's not YOUR fault!" Detective Benson said
soothingly
to the crying starlets.
"You don't understand! My boyfriend Ashton was practically RAPED by
two gay guys in FRONT of my eyes, and he put on a leather costume out
of an Internet porn picture! And then he SMIILED at me and CURSED at
me, when we had just been discussing wedding plans only a minute
before! Ashton is NOT Ashton, and I think the same thing happened to
Britney and Giselle and Paris and all the other women in our support
group! Lean Rimes just had to go into a mental institution! I just
want this checked out!!!" Demi responded angrily, trying to comfort
the younger girls. They had gone down to the NYPD to get some
answers, but all they seemed to get was stonewalling!
"Alright, alright, I'LL check it out" Detective Stabler said,
just to
calm the women down. "Do you have any idea of where I should start?"
he asked sarcastically.
"I'm not sure, but I know Ashton had something written on him.
something like `Stallion Management' written on him when he
walked
away." Demi said, thinking back.
"Stallion Management? Yup, it's an agency based in
California, but
the CEO has a penthouse in Manhattan on Central Park West. Chris
Stallion. I can't seem to find any record or much of any
information
about him though." Olivia said, checking this information on her
computer.
Detective Stabler grabbed his coat and badge and told his
partner "I'll swing by there and look into this myself. Just make
sure these women get some counseling."
Olivia asked "Are you sure you're going to be okay, Elliot? I think
I should go with you."
Elliot responded confidently "I don't think this is really a major
case, just a case of mass hysteria sort of. I think I can take care
of it in an hour of investigation myself. Besides, Olivia, you
really should be here when Munch comes out from his interrogation of
Demarco. I'm off in two hours anyway, my anniversary's
tonight,
remember?"
"Ok Elliot, just be careful. I still don't like the idea
of you going
out without backup."
"Oh Olivia, you sound like my wife! You should know by now I can
handle myself! Just make sure these women get the help they need."
He walked out smiling, thinking this was the most ridiculous
assignment he had ever gone on. Little did he know it was the most
significant one in his life...
GONG GONG
Andy and Johnnie were in Mr. Stallion's penthouse living room,
lazily
jerking off each other as they lay naked beside each other on the
floor, watching their FAVORITE show on the Disney Channel, "Phil
of
the Future", and giggling as they made plans to induct the cutie
star
Ricky Ullman into one of them, when they heard the doorman
buzz. "Mr. Stallion, there's a policeman here to see
you."
Andy looked at the video camera connected to the lobby to see who it
was and lisped loudly "WOW, what a sexy man!" Johnnie joined
to look
and said "Yeah, WHAT a piece of prime beef!"
"I saw him FIRST, Johnnie! You can help out though, pal!"
Andy
bragged.
"Awwww. that's no FAIR!" Johnnie whined.
"Finders keepers, Losers weepers Johnnie!" Andy said,
sticking his
tongue out at his fellow twink. "Send him up!" he yelled
into the
microphone.
Andy smiled at Johnnie now and said "Listen carefully buddy, I
got an
idea!"
GONG GONG
There was a loud slamming door sound as Stabler excited the elevator
on his way to the penthouse door. It was so loud he couldn't
help
but hear. He turned his head to the right, nonplussed, and as he
reached the penthouse to knock on the door, he saw Andy with a towel
around his waist, outside the door.
"Everything okay, young man?" he called, smelling a strange sweet
scent. It was making his eyes water, showing his badge.
"Detective
Elliot Stabler, LAPD."
"Nah, the damn door locked itself! I just need to force it open, but
I CAN'T if my towel drops and well, the other tenants
wouldn't really
be happy with me then, if you get my drift," Andy called with a
laugh. Stabler couldn't help but laugh along with him, since the
young man seemed so SWEET.
"You want my help? I'm here to question Chris Stallion", he
asked,
and somehow he couldn't help but stare at Andy's smooth,
tight, bare
torso.
"Yeah, that would be really great." Andy replied with a broad all-
American boy smile at the Detective.
Stabler walked up to the door and shoved it with his shoulder and the
door popped open. "Thanks. Hey, you want a beer or something?" Andy
asked. "Sure!" Stabler answered, already feeling feelings.
PERVERTED
feelings, that he would have arrested someone else for having! He
felt so strange. he was a married man, a DECENT man, a
professional
cop like him would NEVER drink while investigating a complaint. It
was grounds for an IAD investigation! But this young man was so
charming, it just didn't seem so bad! He was beginning to feel a
little dizzy.
Suddenly, Andy leaned in close and pushed him up against the wall.
His towel slid to the ground revealing his huge massive boner pushing
against it; Stabler slid down against the wall in shock with his eyes
of the massive erection he saw growing by the minute on Andy!
Andy ran his tight, muscled arms around Stabler's neck and
through
his receding hair. He then leaned in and plunged his tongue down the
Detective's throat and rubbed his own body against Stabler's
sweaty
clothes. Stabler's eyes widened but then drooped a little. He
should
have been able to take down this kid with one hand, but somehow he
couldn't. His skin was tingling, getting almost numb, feeling
almost
paralyzed. His clothes began to tighten as his muscles filled out
his already tight slacks and button-down shirt. The zipper on his
pants was being zipped open by Johnnie, revealing a massive erect
dick. Johnnie rubbed it and lisped "Now I know why they call it
BANANA Republic!"
Stabler tried to push Andy and Johnnie off of him, and ran for the
door. There really WAS something very strange going on here! He
needed backup, quickly! But as he touched the door handle he
stopped. Andy and Johnnie smiled, remembering how good the change had
felt and how fighting it had only made it stronger!
Detective Stabler crouched a little in his standing position and the
back of his pants and boxer shorts split wide open revealing his firm
ass. He screamed in fear and humiliation as the two sissy boys
laughed at him. Andy pranced towards him and tore apart what remained
of Stabler's clothes, and dressed him in his NEW uniform, a skin
tight one-piece black leather suit that bore a vague resemblance to
an NYPD uniform (if it had been designed by Tom of Finland, that is!)
with a studded "officer's cap" that read "Stallion
Management -
Division of Enforcement".
With that, the two boys picked up Stabler by his armpits as his eyes
almost rolled back in his head and brought their prize to Mr.
Stallion, thrilled that they had captured a cop all by their little
boy selves!
GONG GONG!
Andy and Johnnie held hands with the woozy Detective Stabler, leading
him in to the penthouse to what Mr. Stallion considered his throne
room there. Mr. Stallion was reclining naked, his eyes closed as he
dozed contentedly while his personal slave boy, the former Leonardo
Dicaprio, gave him a sensuous massage over his massive shoulders and
back, rubbing his hands over his hairy, sweaty chest. Leo was
dressed in a tight one-piece black lycra singlet, the better to show
off his tattoos that all proclaimed his love for Mr. Stallion in
various sickeningly sweet phrases, and a cap that was turned
backwards, allowing Leo's long blonde locks to dangle in front of his
dreamy, adoring eyes. He looked up to see their latest project enter.
"Master! Look who's here!" he said excitedly. His master would be so
pleased!
Mr. Stallion rubbed his eyes and couldn't control his
glee. "Detective Stabler, I presume? I'd been hoping to make your
acquaintance soon, but I'm pleased to see you've come to meet me
first!"
Stabler struggled to focus his eyes and couldn't believe the sick
scene before him. It was like something worse than anything he had
ever seen on the job he sometimes hated it disgusted him so much.
THIS was beyond the pale! His righteous anger gave him enough
strength to scream "What the fuck is this?! Who ARE you, Stallion,
and WHAT have you DONE to these boys! What the hell did you have
them dress me in?!!" He wanted to reach out and beat the crap out of
this sicko pervert, but he just didn't have enough strength.
"You do a lot of questioning of sex criminals, don't you Detective?'
Mr. Stallion said, smirking. "Oh, I know ALL about you. I had
already formulated my plan for you, but I had no idea I would have
the opportunity to put it in place so quickly and so with so little
effort on my part! Well, to answer your questions one at a time, I'm
usually called 'Master', but YOU can call me "Chief",
Officer. As
for the boys, I've made them happier than ever, haven't I
boys?"
"YES, YOUR HARDNESS! HAPPIER THAN EVER!" Andy and Johnnie
answered
in unison, nodding their heads exuberantly while Leo nuzzled Mr.
Stallion's neck and said "I'd do ANYTHING to make you as
happy as you
have made me Master!"
Mr. Stallion turned back to Stabler and said "Now, to answer your
final question officer, you have been dressed in your NEW uniform,
which you will wear now that YOU are entering into my service!"
"What????" Stabler gasped. "That's impossible!"
"I'm afraid it's VERY possible, Detective. Afraid for YOU, that is!
You see, my assistant Kullen in addition to being a very skilled
chemist, is also quite talented at electronics! Boys, prepare this
masculine cop for his transition!"
Andy and Johnnie didn't have to be asked twice. They each licked and
lapped their tongues over Detective Stablers two cheeks, flooding him
with even more of the M4M drug. Stabler found he could no longer
stand up, and fell to his knees.
"See, Detective? You are ALREADY showing your submission to me!"
Mr. Stallion just laughed, as he revealed a very odd-looking device.
It appeared to be two combination headphones, one of them attached to
what looked like a pair of sunglass goggles, but they were FAR more
than that. He placed one pair of headphones on his head, and the
other one, with the sunglass goggles, over the semi-conscious
Stabler's eyes and ears.
"This is what I like to call my 'Special Victim Unit'" he chuckled,
as he noticed Stabler's crotch start to bulge through the leather at
the sound of his deep, hypnotic voice. "And YOU are a VERY SPECIAL
VICTIM, Detective! I can see by your raging hard-on that your
sexuality has already changed, but that's not good enough for me!"
"Iiiiiiiii'mmmm nuh-nuh not guh-guh gaaaaaaaaaaay!" Stabler mumbled
with no conviction, holding onto his heterosexuality for dear life,
trying to think of his wife and children and his decent, respectable
life. But it already felt like a lie.
"Whatever you say, Detective. It won't make any difference in a few
moments." Mr. Stallion said, squeezing his crotch so hard Stabler
screamed in a mixture of pain and ecstasy. "This device will change
all that. It will change your WHOLE outlook, in fact! You see, this
will connect your brainwaves to mine, and mine will act like a
template for yours to follow! In only 1 minute, you will see the
world through MY eyes, and think EXACTLY like I think!"
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Stabler managed to whisper, and it was
the last word he would ever say as his old self.
"Don't worry, Detective. In almost every single way you will be the
same person you always were, same voice, same talents, same police
skills, same memories. But all your unnecessary decency and morality
will be gone, replaced by MY OWN somewhat... diabolical desires! Now
it's time to graduate from MY Police Academy, Detective!"
He flipped a switch and the process began, a feeling like buzzing
electricity flooding through Stabler's ears into his brain, while he
saw colors swirling around in his eyes like a kaleidoscope. He tried
to scream, but no sound came out as his brain was totally scrambled
and rearranged, forever.
Mr. Stallion stood up and ran the head of his huge dick over
Stabler's open mouth. Some small, rapidly erasing part of the old
Detective Stabler tried to turn his lips away, but they seemed to
have a mind of their own now and wrapped themselves around it
hungrily.
"Now, Officer, your transformation will be completed when you swallow
every drop of my cream. You will be born again into a MUCH more
exciting life! DO IT!" Mr. Stallion commanded forcefully.
Stabler's lower, automatic body functions had already been
transformed, and his tongue sucked as hard as it could to finally
destroy that last remaining shred of his old identity.
His last thought as his old self was "I'M A GOOD COP! I'M A GOOD
COP! I'M A -" and then it was cut off like a switch as Mr. Stallion
exploded into his mouth.
Mr. Stallion removed his dick from Stabler's mouth and the headphones
from his head. Stabler, a very DIFFERENT Detective Stabler now, did
the same. He slowly lifted his head and looked up at Mr. Stallion,
grinning evilly like a jackal.
"Ready for Duty, Chief!" the totally corrupted cop said excitedly,
and he cackled along with Mr. Stallion, them both sharing the same
joke now.
GONG GONG!
"Elliot, what's gotten into you? Ever since you came back from that
nutty celebrity coming out case, you're just not yourself!"
"I TOLD you Olivia, there was nothing to it. It really was just a
case of paranoia on the part of some famous bimbos. I mean, Britney
Spears? Paris Hilton? Demi Moore? Giselle Bundchen??? We're not
talking about brain surgeons here!" the now VERY different Detective
Stabler said, hiding his distaste, which he had found he could now do
VERY well, as he continued cleaning out his desk.
Olivia said, "Yes, well I understand THAT, but quitting the force,
divorcing your wife and leaving your family? Elliot, this just ISN'T
like you!"
Elliot just sighed and continued his packing up. "I'm sorry, Olivia,
but that last stupid case was just the last straw for me I guess.
I'm tired of working at this job, you know I have been for a while.
It's time for me to start fresh. And as for my divorce, with all due
respect Olivia, I don't think I have to explain my personal life to
you."
"Ok, Elliot, I know when to back off. It's just that we've been
partners for a long time, and friends too. I'm just trying to be a
friend to you."
"I'll always be your friend, Olivia." Stabler lied. He smiled at her
and gave her a hug. But something about the smile and the hug
chilled Olivia. The hug was somehow... cold, and in his smile there
was something... missing, like it wasn't a real smile at all, just
the pretense of it.
Stabler broke the embrace as fast as would be convincing and grabbed
his bag, walking away to turn in his badge. It wouldn't do to keep
the CHIEF waiting!
"Can you at least tell me where you're headed?" Olivia called out to
him.
"HOLLYWOOD! Got a new job as a private security supervisor there.
It pays MUCH better than this shit! I'll give you a call as soon as
I get there!" Stabler called back, smiling, knowing he never would.
Ugh, WOMEN! he thought disdainfully as he walked out to his car.
He practically raced out of the parking lot in his car on his way to
the airport. He would leave his old car there. He wouldn't be
needing it anymore. He had discarded all the old remnants of his old
life, and when his plane touched down in LA he would be ready to
begin his MUCH better new one!
His new evil grin broke out on his face as he anticipated getting out
of these ridiculous clothes and into his new uniform and getting to
work.
When he arrived at the airport, he started to sing to himself "Bad
boys, Bad boys, whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do when they come for
you?"
GONG GONG
Olivia was still feeling confused and sad a half hour after Stabler
had left when her office phone rang. She picked it up, expecting it
to be Munch with more information on the Demarco case, and said,
tiredly, "Detective Benson."
"Detective Benson, you don't know me, but I have some VERY
important
information for you about a case you're working on. I'd like
to meet
you to discuss it with you." A male, slightly southern-accented
voice
said on the phone.
"Alright. uh, is this about the Demarco case?"
"Noooo. This is about the STALLION case!"
WHO CALLED OLIVIA? WHAT WILL THE NEW STABLER'S NEW JOB INVOLVE
EXACTLY? AND CAN ANYONE STOP MR. STALLION? FIND OUT IN CHAPTER
2!!!!!!