Riverdale Serial Killers - Chapter 6
by Archie Fan -  betty_cooper72@yahoo.ca 
Glass and Ross discover their suspects. The women's final plan begins.


Detective Glass and Agent Ross had watched the footage at least six times and
they still could not believe what they had seen.

The dashboard camera was focused on the back of the sports car and its lack of
a license plate so seeing what was happening was difficult. The lack of audio
had also made things difficult. But from what they had watched a pair of
scantily clad girls had seduced the patrol man and engaged in intercourse with
him before somehow growing to impossible heights and muscle mass and crushing
him to death. At one point it also looked as if he fired his gun at them but
since they seemed unaffected it was difficult to tell.

It was at the end of the film that Glass felt both vindicated and very afraid.
The two girls approached the car and it became evident that it was Betty
Cooper and Cheryl Blossom as he had suspected. They took a screen capture of
the final moments of the footage before the patrol car's engine was torn out.
After running facial recognition they got confirmation that the two girls were
indeed Cheryl and Betty.

How any of this was possible neither man knew, but it really didn't matter.
What mattered was stopping them and their mass killing spree. They immediately
had a warrant issued for both girls arrest and they went to bring in Polly
Cooper, Ginger Lopez and Cynthia Phillips for questioning.

Unfortunately none of them could be found for questioning. At that point Ross
decided to make a risky decision and released the names of those they wanted
for questioning to the public in the hopes that somebody knew where they were.

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Archie Andrews was over at his friend Jughead's house watching the football
game with Jughead and his father. He preferred to watch the game at the Jones
household because his father would often get angry and throw things and it
caused his blood pressure to rise. His father had been told to stop watching
football because it made him too angry.

Archie enjoyed watching with Jughead and his father anyway. The two Jones'
always had a huge spread of snacks and they kept the talk about the game to a
minimum.

It was nearing the end of the third quarter in what had so far been a rather
lacklustre game. Jughead's father got up to go refill the chip bowl when a
breaking news alert came up. Jughead and Archie watched in disbelief as the
report stated that Cheryl and Betty were wanted for the murder of the state
trooper, and that they, Ginger Lopez, Cynthia Phlips and the station's very
own Polly Cooper were wanted for questioning in relationship to the other
murderers.

"This can't be right," Archie said.

"I don't believe it," Jughead said.

"These suspects are to be considered incredibly dangerous," the report
continued. "Do not approach if you see them but immediately contact the police
and report their whereabouts. Police are advising everyone to return to their
homes as soon as possible to aid in their search of the town."

"This is nuts," Archie said. "How is it possible that Betty is involved in
this?"

"She's been a little different since her sister moved back to Riverdale,"
Jughead said. "And Polly is wanted in this too. She might have gotten Betty
involved in whatever this is."

Archie had to admit that Jughead was right. Things had started to change when
Betty had become co- captain of the cheerleading squad and had essentially
kicked her best friend Veronica off the team. Betty had spent more time with
the other girls on the cheerleading squad than with her regular gang of
friends. Then her sister had moved back to Riverdale and Betty had started
spending more time with her sister but only at the cost of her time with her
friends and not the cheerleading squad.

Given that Polly was a suspect, Cheryl and Ginger were on the cheerleading
squad and Miss Phlips was the faculty sponsor for the cheerleaders the idea of
Betty somehow being involved actually seemed plausible.

But what Archie found worrying was that Betty could be responsible for
Veronica's disappearance.

"I should probably get home and warn my parents," Archie said.

Jughead nodded and walked Archie to the door. Archie ran back to his house
which was just over a block away. He threw open the door.

"Mom, Dad!" Archie called out.

"I'm in the kitchen," his mother responded. Archie ran to the kitchen where
his mother Mary was in the middle of making a pie.

"Where's Dad?" Archie asked.

"Oh I sent him to the store to pick up some milk," Mary replied. "You look
worried, what's wrong?"

"I just saw something on TV," Archie answered. "It said that Betty and Cheryl
are wanted for the murder of that State Trooper a few days ago and that's
they're now suspects in all the recent murders as well."

"Okay dear," Mary said smiling at her son and then going back to baking.

"Did you not just hear what I said?" Archie asked disturbed by how calm his
mother was about this news.

"I heard you dear," Mary replied.

"Well I was expecting a different response, aren't you at all surprised by
this?" Archie asked.

"Why would she be surprised?" somebody asked from the door to the living room.

Archie turned to see who it was and was surprised and horrified to see both
Betty and Cheryl standing in the doorway to the dining room. Both of them were
dressed in skimpy tank tops and tiny miniskirts.

"What, what are they doing here mom?" Archie asked, stammering with shock.

"Why, I invited them over," Mary answered.

"Mom, they're suspects in a murder investigation," Archie said. "They're
wanted by the police."

"Oh we're not suspects," Cheryl said.

"No we did it," Betty added.

Archie was shocked by their admission. But he was even more shocked by his
mother's lack of a reaction.

"I don't know what's wrong with you mom but I'm calling the police," Archie
said.

Archie pulled his phone out of his pocket, but before he could even unlock it
he was struck on the back of the head by something. He saw the faces of Cheryl
and Betty in front of him grinning as he fell to the ground, but that could
only mean...

Mary Andrews stood over top of her unconscious son. She tossed the rolling pin
onto the counter.

"You girls took a serious risk coming here," Mary said to Cheryl and Betty.

"No risk, no reward," Cheryl responded as she walked over to Archie and lifted
him off the ground by the collar of his shirt with one hand and tossed him
over her shoulder.

"Besides he's part of the final steps to our plan," Betty added.

"Where is your husband anyway?" Cheryl asked. "I was certain his car was in
the garage."

"He's in the living room, or rather what's left of him is," Mary replied.

"I'm proud of you Mary," Betty said. "You're proving that we were right in
bringing you over to our cause."

"And what's going to become of my worthless son?" Mary inquired.

"Honestly I'm not sure," Cheryl replied. "But one way or another he'll end up
dead."

"Well that's no big loss," Mary commented. "You girls be careful, you don't
want to get caught before you're ready."

"That shouldn't be a problem," Betty said. "The police are about to have a
rather messy situation on their hands shortly."

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Agent Ross closed the door to the interview room. Glass was out leading the
search for Betty Cooper and Cheryl Blossom and their other suspects, but Ross
had decided to interview some of their family to see if he could find out
where they might be.

Oddly the only family members that they had been able to contact had been the
girls' mothers. Ross decided to split them up and had each woman in a separate
interview room. The police station was sparsely staffed at the moment as
almost every on-duty officer was out involved with the search leaving only
enough to run the station behind.

Ross had decided to interview Cheryl's mother Penelope first as Ross suspected
that Cheryl was likely the one providing financial support to this group of
murdering girls. They hadn't found any credit card purchases but Cheryl had
made several large cash withdraws from her account. He thought that perhaps
her mother might have some insight into just what her daughter had done with
that money.

As he closed the door Agent Ross turned around to look at the woman he was
interviewing. He was actually slightly familiar with her, although the two of
them had never met. About twenty-five years ago when Ross had been in college
working on his Masters degree when he had bought a Play-Dude magazine that a
twenty-one year-old Penelope had posed in under her maiden name Penelope
Price.

Twenty-five years later Ross thought she still looked as amazing as she had
back in that magazine and while many pictures in those magazines were touched
up he doubted that they had to do anything to hers.

Penelope sat in the chair on the other side of the table leaning back and
looking somewhat annoyed at the fact that she had to even be at the police
station.

"Thank you for coming down to the station Mrs. Blossom," Ross greeted her as
he sat down. "I'm Special Agent Ross of the FBI."

"Just what is this all about anyway?" Penelope asked her voice conveying the
frustration of her body language.

"I apologize for any inconvenience," Ross said. "But your daughter Cheryl is
wanted in connection with the murder of a state trooper and she is suspected
in at least four other homicides."

Ross had expected to see shock or denial on Penelope's face but instead got
neither. Instead Penelope almost seemed amused.

"Is she now? So five separate homicides, my girl has certainly been busy,"
Penelope laughed. Ross wasn't sure if she was being sarcastic or if perhaps
she was actually impressed.

"This is no laughing matter," Ross said.

Penelope stopped chuckling and leaned forward on the table. Agent Ross
couldn't help but get a look at her deep cleavage on her low-cut blouse and
feel somewhat aroused.

"Come on Agent Ross; why don't you just admit what this is really about,"
Penelope said.

Ross was a little confused. He had told her exactly what this was about.

"Why what do you think this is about?" Ross asked.

"You're what around fifty?" Penelope asked.

"Yes," Ross replied.

"So I know that you had a copy of my Play-Dude magazine spread," Penelope
said. "You probably spent many a night jerking off to it, and now you've got a
chance to actually meet me. And I still look just as good now as I did then."

Ross was a little taken aback at how brazen this woman was and how
self-confident she was as well. He was trying to figure out just what to say
to her when he suddenly felt her foot rubbing against his crotch under the
table.

"I know you want to deny it Agent," Penelope said. "But your body isn't lying,
even now you're hard for me."

Ross pushed her foot away and stood up. He wiped his forehead as he was
starting to sweat and saw that his erection was visible poking through his
pants.

"Mrs. Blossom this behaviour is high inappropriate," Ross said.

"Oh I think we've had a slight misunderstanding," Penelope apologized. "You
see I'm not offended by you being turned on by me, in fact I love it."

Ross frowned unsure of her motivations. He watched apprehensively as she stood
up and seductively walked around the table towards him. In her high heels she
stood almost as tall as him and she walked right up to him pressing her large
breasts against his chest.

"Now why don't you show me what you've always thought about my hot body,"
Penelope whispered into his ear.

She reached down and began rubbing his dick through his pants with one hand
while she held his head and kissed him with the other. Ross could feel his
arousal begin to overpower his senses and his reasoning. But as much as he
wanted to let this happen he knew that this was incredibly unacceptable.

"No, no, we can't do this," Ross said trying to push Penelope away but having
no luck. "Look your daughter is wanted for at least five murders."

"Oh she's committed way more than just five," Penelope said casually as she
knelt down and undid Ross' pants.

Ross was so stunned by her remark that he made no attempt to even try and stop
what she was doing.

"What do you mean she's committed more than five?" Ross asked.

Penelope began jerking his cock and sucking on the end of it.

"I mean she's killed people way more often than that," Penelope said between
taking mouthfuls of his cock. "Those are just the ones you know about."

"Wait, you know about her murders?" Ross asked in shock.

Penelope pushed him to the ground and positioned herself on top of him. Ross
could see that she was wearing no panties underneath her skirt.

"Of course I do, she's my daughter," Penelope said letting out a soft moan as
she took Ross' cock inside of her. "We share everything."

Penelope began riding Ross who just lay there staring up at her barely
comprehending what she had just told him, let alone what was happening. His
body was on autopilot as he bucked his hips in time with her thrusts as she
rode his cock cowgirl style. Penelope tore off her blouse exposing her huge
perfect tits which were unencumbered by a bra.

"What do you mean you share everything?" Ross asked as he got his sense about
him.

"I mean she tells me about every man or boy that she kills," Penelope said.
"Just like I tell her the same."

Ross was suddenly very frightened. He tried to push Penelope off of him but
she placed both hands on his chest and held him down. As he watched in horror
she suddenly began to grow larger and more muscular, her body swelling larger
each time she thrust upon his cock.

"What, what's happening?" Ross stammered in terror.

"What's happening is that you're about to become my latest victim," Penelope
replied.

Ross suddenly felt an intense pain down near his groin and he thought for a
moment that Penelope had crushed his pelvis like with the earlier victims, but
he soon realized he could still feel and move his legs. Penelope moaned as she
stood up to her new full height of almost eight feet. She was still as
curvaceous as ever, but now her body was also bulging with huge powerful
muscle.

"Here let me give this back to you," Penelope said.

Ross saw something pop out of her vagina and onto his chest with a wet smack.
He grabbed it with his hand and suddenly realized that it was his own cock
which she had torn clean off with nothing but her vaginal muscles. Ross
suddenly began screaming in pain and terror.

"Mmm, your screams are like music to my ears," Penelope commented. "Don't
worry you should bleed out pretty quickly. Even now your body is still trying
to pump blood down there because of your arousal."

Ross just kept screaming but soon his screams began to fade and in about a
minute he passed out into unconsciousness. Penelope looked down at his
unconscious form trying to decide what to do with him. She picked him up and
brought his face between her enormous tits. She smacked his face waking him up
but he was still groggy.

"I'll let you have one good look before you die," Penelope said.

She held his face about an inch away from her breasts for a long moment before
she slammed his head in between them and then pressed her breasts together.
Ross let out a terrified but muffled scream that lasted about a few seconds
before his head broke apart from the immense pressure the rest of his body
falling to the floor in a heap.

Penelope opened the door to the interrogation room and was greeted by the
sounds of gunfire and terrified screaming. She ducked out under the doorway
and walked to the main area to see several corpses and the few remaining
police officers attempting to stop Betty's mother Alice Cooper who was now as
big and muscular as Penelope.

Penelope quickly joined the fray and in a matter of moments the two amazons
had killed every last police officer in the station.

"I hope you had fun in there," Alice said to Penelope.

"Oh quite a lot," Penelope responded. "He knew me from when I was in
Play-Dude."

Alice smiled. "I really enjoyed that issue as well."

Penelope gave Alice a coy smile in reply. The two giant women then shrank down
to normal, got dressed and calmly walked out of the station.

To be continued...