COLLEGE COEDS OF THE CORN
Part V: The Revelation
The young woman standing over Vicky had long, dark hair that hung frazzled around her face. Her jaw was clenched tightly as she looked down at Vicky with wide brown eyes, fists clenched at her sides. Of all the naked women Vicky had seen since entering Stradlin, all of whom seemed to have a sort of mania in their actions, this was the first one who looked genuinely wild, with a few telltale smears of dirt on her tanned skin, scattered scrapes and bruises marring a body that was otherwise a delight for Vicky to look at from down on the grass, perfect teardrop breasts over just-right hips, a hint of dark hair between her legs and--
Vicky snapped out of her reverie when she saw that hair wasn't the only thing between the woman's legs. There appeared to be the end of a toy cradled between her thighs, disappearing up into the same sort of dark space that seemed to have gotten the whole damn town wrapped up in some sort of madness.
"Has Isaac entered you?" the woman hissed, and somehow, only now, did Vicky see the knife the woman held in her trembling right fist.
"Wha-what?" Vicky asked, sliding back across the yard, eyes now focused on that knife.
"Quiet! Isaac. The... hm... the man in the church. Did he enter you?"
"That guy with the giant dick?" Vicky asked, looking behind the woman at the gate and listening for more women preparing to come breaking in.
"Yes, him. Did you have relations with him or not?" The woman leaned forward now, holding the knife up threateningly towards Vicky.
"No! No, they tried to take me in there, but then... then he... I guess he came and everyone got distracted and I managed to get away. What does it matter? What do you want with me?"
The knife drooped slightly. "You got lucky. He only achieves fulfillment once every few hours."
"Once every few hours? How- what is...?"
The woman suddenly settled down onto the grass, pressing her back against the gate and resting her head on her left hand, fingers wrapping into her thick brown hair. Vicky got a better look at the white object protruding from between the woman's thighs as she lifted her knees towards her chest, noting shapes carved into its smoothed surface before appreciating the crevice into which they disappeared. "He's... Isaac's been having relations with the women of town for... I guess about a week now. Since the Revelation happened."
Vicky wanted to question how often Isaac was having sex with the women of Stradlin, but was sure after just brief consideration that it had been nonstop the entire week and didn't want to hear it confirmed out loud. The woman continued without further prompting anyway.
"My name's Rachel. Rachel Letter. I was here that day. I... I
participated
that day. I had... I went to these meetings that Rebecca Chroner was having in her family's cornfields. I thought it was just going to be a sort of lady's social sort of thing. There were a lot of girls from over at the school, so I thought it would be a way to bring the girls from town and the girls from college together, and it did, but... but it became more.
"By the time I realized what we were becoming, it all felt too good to stop. I knew it was sinful, but I didn't want it to stop. And it didn't seem like it was hurting anyone, and if Rebecca Chroner was involved how could it be sinful? She's the most religious girl in town. She's talked about how much she wishes she could do the sermons at church on Sundays because Father Paul is too liberal and secular. How could someone like that be leading a whole big group of women into sin? So I went with it, and it felt so, so good every time we met. I no longer believe that it was pride; lust must have been the sin that Satan let himself fall for.
"And it certainly felt like lounging in the most satisfying level of Hell. There were nights where there were so many of us tangled together in sin that the field where we met would be like a lake of molten flesh, waves rising and falling with sighs like the ocean as pleasure passed through the waters of our indiscretions.
"When the time for the Revelation came I had to be waiting in town, just like the couple of other girls from Stradlin who came to Rebecca's meetings. But everyone else, the girls from the school, they met in the field that morning, then made their way into town. There were enough of us for every man and woman in and around Stradlin. We each took someone and... and the whole town sinned together. Everyone. Everyone in town had an orgasm that day, and then everyone in town who wasn't part of Rebecca's plan was
made
part of the plan."
Rachel set the knife down on the grass next to her, seeming to trust Vicky after she had sat there listening for so long with her clothes on. She held her face in both of her hands and said, "For the first couple of days I stayed lost in the Reverie, part of Rebecca's plan. For days I enjoyed the sins of the flesh with Rebecca's other followers, taking my turns tending to the flock they keep at Rebecca's family's farm. I even watched members of the flock get turned over to She Who Loves Behind the Rows, joined in on the sacrifices, until the day my father came up to be delivered to She Who Loves Behind the Rows. Even then, I didn't turn away, j-joined the Ritual, even knowing what was bound to happen to him. Not before, not during, not until after he disappeared into the corn and I really
felt
what was happening to him. I understood enough then to finally turn away from Rebecca and her teachings. It was too late for my father, but I'm hoping, somehow, I can stop this for everyone else."
Rachel stopped then, head still in her hands. Vicky closed her eyes, guilty over the fact that she had been watching the subtle movements of Rachel's breasts as she had spoken throughout the entire harrowing story. Vicky took a deep breath and asked, "What
is
