The Boobit Chapter Nine: Riding The Barrels By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction that contains material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or over. Most of the characters in this story are the creation and property of Mr. X. See the Prologue for a full list. You can send any feedback to: troi@hotmail.com * [Note From Monitor 7482: Ok, I need to warn you that things are about to get kind of weird in this dream. Alright, alright, I should have said weirder. Are you happy now? The thing is Flag Girl got bored and never finished reading the book, and she just kind of skimmed through much of it to try and fake it with her teacher. I'm sure she figured if she really got into trouble doing this, she could always blow her way to an A, but I digress. Getting back on topic, I had to patch the dream together as best I could, so if you are going to make snarky comments on the plot discrepancies, then you can go fuck yourself.] Flag Girl had been at the back of the pack of heroines and so had only gotten splashed with a few drops of the elf's spunk. That gave her time to slip the ring on her finger before collapsing to the ground and she was only out of it for a short while. When she woke up, it was to see the two elves had bound the other heroines together in a chain using some kind of glowing, magical rope that besides restricting them, also floated them in the air a couple of feet off the ground. The elves then set off towing their train of strung together heroines and stumbling to her slightly unsteady feet, Flag Girl followed them. The elves took the captive heroines through the woods to a large cave, or rather a series of caves as Flag Girl would later discover. This seemed more than odd since the heroines had never mentioned such a hill or caves near their HQ, but then the woods they had travelled through had turned out to be much larger than everyone thought. Once inside the cave, the two elves set about stripping the heroines of their costumes and power items, so when the heroines woke up, they found themselves in the familiar position of being tied up and naked. "I imagine you stupid overinflated cows came to the woods to try and foil our ingenious plan," said the male elf addressing the now awake heroines. "Yes of course," replied Ms. Americana automatically and then she paused. "Um, which ingenious plan was it again?" "I don't fucking believe this," shouted the female elf. "These dumb bimbos didn't have a clue about what we are up to! They just stumbled on us by pure accident." "I don't buy that," said the male elf and he turned to glare at Ms. Americana. "Why were you sneaking around in our woods." "Your woods," scoffed Lady Midnight. "let's see your property tax notice and a receipt showing you paid them." "I have no idea what you are babbling about," replied the male elf with a look of sincere confusion on his beautiful face. "Ok, we had no clue you were in the woods until we stumbled over you," admitted Ms. Americana. "We came to try and win back our headquarters from the nefarious Dragon Queen." "I told you it was a sheer fluke them finding us," growled the female elf. "Why are you here then?" asked Got Gal, her reporter instincts taking charge. "For that matter, what's your names?" "Wouldn't you like to know," sneered the male elf. "Yes, that's why I asked," responded Got Gal. "Well, I suppose it can't hurt to tell you since you are now our captives and fuck toys for the rest of eternity," laughed the male elf. "I am Wrack and this is my sister Rune and …," "You were banging your sister?" interrupted Omega Woman. "That's pretty sick." [Note From Monitor 7482: Damn, I didn't know the elves were brother and sister until now either , so it's too late to do anything about it. At least Lord Druxal is sleeping off his fun with Flag Girl and not paying attention to the dream at the moment.] "We are elves and not subject to your silly mortal rules for morality," sneered Wrack. "Now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, we were brought here to this land of mortals by the Dragon Queen to be her allies. With her aid, we have devised an ingenious plan to enslave and rule this city." "Ingenious must be his word of the day," muttered Green Spectre, "he keeps using it every chance he gets." "What I want to know," put in Amazing Babe, "is what happened to all the good elves. You know the ones like Elrond and Legolas?" "I think Legolas is busy shooting yet another sequel to Pirates of the Caribbean," said Champion Girl. That still doesn't explain how we got stuck with these nasty elves instead of the nice ones," complained Azure Angel. "Look, elves don't even exist," broke in Power Lass. "They only exist in books and movies." Hey, I ‘m pretty sure I saw a story about real elves on Fox News," interjected Spectre Girl. "Those weren't elves dear, those were crypto bros," said Green Spectre. "Wait, will you all just shut up and listen to me," yelled Wrack. "I thought you wanted to hear about my ingenious plan." "There's that word again," noted Green Spectre triumphantly. "And welcome to my life trying to get this lot to shut the fuck up," muttered Ms. Americana. "Well, we might as well listen to their plan," said Got Gal. "We seem all tied up at the moment." "Thank-you, oh so very much," said Wrack sarcastically. "You have all felt the soporific effects of my semen so …," began Wrack. "What does soporific mean?" interrupted Spectre Girl. "It means that it puts you to sleep, just like his boring speech," said Omega Woman. "Well, why didn't he just say sleep inducing instead of making up some big word that nobody knows," complained Spectre Girl. "I did not make up the fucking word!" screamed Wrack and then he managed to get some level of control back and went on in a slightly lower volume. "We are mixing drops of my semen with barrels of beer that we brewed and then we will ship them down the river to the craft brewery the Dragon Queen owns. We will put the entire city to sleep and then when they awaken, they will be under our mental control. The city will be ours." "That's pretty gross if you ask me," said Amazing Babe. "Not a very good business plan either," said Ms. Americana. "You won't sell much beer if everyone falls asleep after the first sip." "Not to mention that only the hipsters drink craft beer," put in Champion Girl. "An army of plaid wearing, neck beard types isn't going to strike fear into anyone except for people worried that gentrification is coming to their slum" "And how do you plan to market it?" asked Green Spectre. "What is your motto? ‘We Put Spunk In Our Beer' doesn't seem likely to sell much product." "Actually, that sounds kind of hot to me, mused Amazing Babe. "I heard they used to put cocaine in Coke," put in Azure Angel. "I don't think they can sell enough craft beer to pull it off," said Lady Midnight. "It is probably the dumbest plan I've ever heard." "Yeah, if they really want to enslave the city, they should put the stuff into the water treatment plant," said Spectre Girl excitedly. "You know, I've had enough of you lot," yelled an enraged Wrack and then he paused. "Wait, what was that bit about a water treatment plant?" he asked Spectre Girl. "Well, duh," replied the young blonde. "That way your sleepy semen stuff can get the entire city instead of just the people who drink DQ's stupid craft beer which already tastes like horse piss. "Wait, how do you know about how the Dragon Queen's beer tastes?" interjected Green Spectre. "You're not old enough to go into bars or by booze yet. Did you get Champion Girl to buy it for you again?" "Er, I heard about it from a friend probably," replied Spectre Girl trying her best to look innocent, while Champion Girl looked the other way as if she saw some fascinating rocks in the cave she had to study in detail. "Hey, you can be a fucking helicopter parent some other time," snapped Wrack. "I want to hear more about this possible modification to my already ingenious plan." "There's that word again," sighed Green Spectre. "No one is going to help you with your stupid plan," broke in Ms. Americana and she gave Spectre Girl a meaningful look that told the young heroine to keep her mouth shut. "Ok, fine," smirked Wrack. "We've got some local people coming to help us move the barrels and we can ask them. For the moment though, let's get you settled into your new quarters. They might seem a little spartan, but don't worry, we will be in to visit you soon enough." " He gestured at the magic rope and it once more floated the heroines up into the air and caried them out of the cave into another chamber further back where the heroines were strung up from the ceiling dangling by their arms and legs spread wide. * An invisible Flag Girl wandered around the caves trying to figure out a way to free the heroines and get them out of there. She could probably get them down,, but with little food or water and after an already tiring fight with the spiders, she didn't think they would be in any condition to take on the elves. In her exploration, the Boobit found that the rearmost cave was full of large barrels which must contain the "spunked beer" and in that chamber was also a large trap door that from the sounds of things opened onto a fast rushing stream. Likely that stream would join the river that ran through Delta City and that was how the elves planned to ship their vile product to market. Flag Girl looked at the barrels and got the inkling of a plan, but her thoughts were interrupted by two familiar and unwelcome voices. "I still think this is a lame plan bro!" "Me too, but Dragon Queen is paying us well to help these two fairies bro," replied a second voice. Oh great, Bart and Biff Bilbo, just what I don't need, thought Flag Girl. Something about the brother's last name niggled at Flag Girl, but for the life of her, she couldn't figure out what it was. Quelling her uneasiness, Flag Girl moved to stand well out of the way as the pair of thugs entered the cave with the trap door. "I thought fairies was one of them words you weren't supposed to use anymore if you wanted to be politically correct," said Bart. "I wouldn't know about that bro," replied Biff. "I've always been politically incorrect and anyway they are elves and aren't elves some kind of fairy?" "Could be bro," said Bart. "I remember one of our babysitters reading us some of those fairy stories, but I wasn't paying any attention on account I was trying to look up her skirt." "Right on bro, those were good times back when we was only eight," said Biff giving his brother a huge smile as they exchanged high fives. "Anyway the male fairy said we was to put the barrels marked with an X on the trap door," said Bart as he started to move the barrels into place. "Seems easy enough," replied Biff. "Do we send them downstream after that?" "Apparently we got to wait until later so as whoever is to pick up the barrels are in position," said Bart as he hefted two more barrels, one with each arm onto the platform. "Works for me," replied Biff. "I got a peek at all them bitches hanging naked back there and I can think of a few ways to pass a few hours!" * After the Bilbo brothers had loaded all the marked barrels on the platform, Flag Girl decided it was safe to breathe again. Presumably the barrels with an X chalked on them were the altered ones while a few normal barrels had been kept back for celebration. Quickly, Flag Girl dragged one of the marked barrels off the platform and replaced it with an unmarked one that she decorated with an X using a piece of chalk she found on the floor. The Boobit then rubbed the X off the barrel she had removed and placed it right by the door. That was as much as she could do for now in terms of preparation, so she wandered back to the room with the heroines just in time to witness the start of the recreation planned by the Bilbo Brothers. The elves were there as well and seemed to be getting a real kick out of the appalled looks on the heroines staring faces. What they were staring at was Wrack's massive cock which they had only got a brief glimpse of the previous time. The male elf was barely five feet tall, which made his cock look even bigger than it was, but it was still at least a foot long of thick , throbbing meat with precum dripping from the slit to puddle on the floor. "I can't believe he can get an erection without passing out from lack of blood to his brain," whimpered Omega Woman. "Who needs a brain when you have a cock like that," spoke up Got Chic in a wistful voice. "Ladies, we have to be strong and resist," proclaimed Ms. Americana, though her show of resistance was somewhat ruined by her fixed gaze on the cock of the elf and her tongue running over her lips. "Resist all you want," said Wrack with a cheerful grin, "but the pheromones that elves give off are much the same as that thing you mortals call Bliss. In other words, you really can't resist the desire to have us fuck your tiny brains out." It was definitely an "us" thing too as the naked Rune had donned one of the largest strap-ons that the heroines had ever seen and they certainly had lots of experience with such objects. "Do you have any preferences for which bimbo you fuck first?" she asked her brother as she let her eyes roam over the thirteen naked, succulent forms. "I think I will fuck the one with the best boobs," announced Wrack. "That would be me," said thirteen voices in unison. The male elf smirked visibly at this, "Well then I will have to choose the one with the biggest boobs then," and he moved to stand in front of Ms. Americana and grabbed a tit in each hand to squeeze them like testing fruit in a supermarket. "I think that's you sweetie." "Hey," yelled Omega Woman, "I demand a recount." "And these aren't exactly apples I got here," put in a peeved sounding Got Gal. "Hah!, If you want some big melons then I'm your girl," interjected Power Lass. Wrack put up a hand, palm outwards to stop any further claims. "Don't fret my dears, you will all get a chance to feel my cock in you, just try and be patient." The elf turned back to Ms. Americana and without any further preamble, he slammed his cock home into the dark haired heroine's pussy. "Oh goddess," gasped Ms. Americana, her blue eyes going wide as the cock slammed home into her cunt. "It's so big!" "Maybe your eyes were bigger than your pussy," snickered Green Spectre. "Well, normally I don't much care for getting second choice," said Rune as her hands ran over her fake cock as if it were the real thing. In fact, she seemed to shudder slightly and the dildo discharged a large blob of a clear liquid. "Still, I think I won't mind it too much this time," she said as she positioned herself behind Omega Woman. At a gesture, the magic rope dropped the startled blonde to her hands and knees and then before she could react, she felt hands on her hips and the fake cock slam home into her cunt. "Hey, you started without us," complained Bart Bilbo as the two brothers walked into the cave and saw Ms. Americana and Omega Woman getting banged. "Yeah and you got the two bimbos with the biggest boobs too," put in Biff. "That is so untrue you creeps," snapped Got Gal. "I clearly have the biggest tits in this group," said an indignant Power Lass. "Looks like you just got two volunteers to be next," said Wrack over his shoulder as he reached around to grab two handfuls of Ms. Americana's soft ass to pull himself deeper into the brunette. "Yes, to quote one of your humorous human videos that I saw," said Rune, "grab a tool and start banging." [Note From Monitor 7482: Yeah, I know an elf from another dimension is unlikely to have seen the Elvira movie and know that quotation, but remember this is Flag Girl's dream. Also, I wonder if the showers have got more cold water yet or not. If I promise to go down on 9856, she will probably spell me for a few minutes.] Bart and Biff decided the still available options were more than adequate to relieve their tension. "I think I will start with a nice, wet blowjob," said Bart as he adjusted the rope to lower Got Gal to her knees. The blonde stared at the cock inches from her face hungrily, opened her mouth and engulfed it with a sigh of pleasure. "Nice ass," said Biff walking behind Power Lass and rubbing his cock over her smooth ass cheeks. "Mind if I fuck it?" It turned out to be a rhetorical question, even if Biff probably didn't know the meaning of the word as he didn't wait for a reply, but just grabbed Power Lass's waist and held her steady as he slammed his dick in her rear entrance. The powerful blonde heroine gave a little 'eek' and her eyes shot open wide before relaxing and starting to thrust her hips back to match Biff's strokes. "I know it's just the pheromones," but watching this is making me really horny," moaned Spectre Girl. Flag Girl couldn't agree more with that assessment as she felt her pussy getting wet as she watched the scene as an invisible voyeur. She had to get out of that cave before she did something she might regret such as making out with one of the still unoccupied heroines. With the elves and the Bilbo Brothers busy with their fun, Flag Girl was free to roam the rest of the caves hoping to find some way to free the heroines. She had half of a plan with the barrels, but any escape would be short lived she suspected as the elves would come after them again. What she needed was a way to neutralize Wrack and Rune at least until the heroines were beyond their region of influence. The Boobit had thought she had seen everything there was to see in the caves, but she found a small cave that she had overlooked. A narrow passage off the main entry cave brought her to a small cave and Flag Girl stared at what she found. There was a pool of some blood red liquid and dangling from the ceiling above it was a large yellow gem. Both pool and gem seemed to be almost alive with energy and Flag Girl knew she had found the elves' power source. If she could destroy that, Wrack and Rune might be unable to stop them from escaping. The problem was how did she go about destroying these things. Flag Girl was still contemplating this when the same bald man in the black and red uniform reappeared beside her. "Your friends are making so much noise, I can't seem to find a quiet place to sleep anywhere on my ship," the man grumbled. "There is no ship," retorted Flag Girl and she paused. "Wait a second, I thought you looked familiar. I'm not into all the geek stuff, but Azure Angel and Yumi are always going on about that stuff. You're a character from one of those shows they like. What's it called again?" Flag Girl snapped her fingers as she tried to recall. "Space Trek? Star Combat? Something like that. Let's see, you are bald, so you can't be Spock because they don't have male pattern baldness on Klingon or wherever he is from. Wait, you must be that Yoda guy." "I can see your IQ is only beaten by your bust size," replied the bald man dryly. "Gee thanks," replied Flag Girl happily. "Can you destroy those things?" the Boobit asked, gesturing to the gem and the pool. "That jewel is a Dilithium Crystal which probably explains how I got so lucky as to be caught up in your dream," said the man, "and the pool is a Blood Soul Pool. The crystal captures energy and stores it in the liquid." "Well, I didn't ask for a lecture on how it worked Mr. Brainiac," said Flag Girl sarcastically. "I asked if you could destroy it." "For reasons under which I am under a compulsion not to divulge," said the bald man, "I cannot do so. However, there is nothing in my instructions that prevents me from giving you this," and he handed the Boobit what looked like some kind of futuristic gun. "I would, however, recommend that you not be too close to the crystal when you use it and that you depart with alacrity." "Um sure, but what does this alacrity look like and why should I take it with me?" asked Flag Girl. The bald man sighed, "I meant you should leave this vicinity quickly or you will be destroyed by the explosion." "Jeez, why didn't you just say that," said Flag Girl with a roll of her eyes. When she focussed her eyes again, however, the Boobit found the man had vanished, with only that weird ringing sound as a clue to his disappearance. Well, I better go see how the orgy is getting along, she thought and Flag Girl headed back to the room with the heroines. Wrack could feel his first of what he hoped would be many orgasms quickly approaching as he hammered his cock in and out of Ms. Americana. Being a good foot shorter than the dark haired woman, his face was more or less at breast level with the heroine and so had a great view of those jiggling orbs. He just had to decorate them with his spunk and accordingly he pulled his cock from her pussy with a wet, sucking sound and aimed it at Ms. Americana's tits. A huge stream of warm white cum blasted from his throbbing balls and out his cock to turn those breasts into a white, sticky mess. "Now, who to do next?" he pondered out loud and his gaze fell on Lady Midnight. "Oh this should be fun, we don't have anyone with black skin where we come from." "Where is that? Some neo Nazi gated community?" asked Lady Midnight, her anger at least temporarily replacing the feelings of lust that had been building in her as she watched the elf nail Ms. Americana. She had almost climaxed herself just watching the well hung elf glazing Ms. Americana's huge titties with is seed. "I don't know what you are referring to," replied the puzzled rack. "All I know is there aren't any black elves." "Hmmmph," snorted Lady Midnight. "Another racist Lord of the Rings troll is heard from" "You are much confused even for a human," said Wrack, "for clearly I am an elf and not a troll. It appears you might not have much in the way of brains to fuck away, but regardless of that you are indeed beautiful." With a gesture at the ropes binding the dark skinned heroine, she was positioned flat on the floor on her back with her legs spread obscenely wide. "Still pink on the inside," observed Wrack s he stared down at her for a few seconds before crawling on top of Lady Midnight. With a deft and well practiced motion, the elf buried his cock in the heroine's pussy. "What say you now wench?" "Shut the hell up you racist elf and start fucking me," gasped Lady Midnight as she stared up into the strange eyes of the elf. It was a request, Wrack was only too willing to comply with and he began to pound his massive cock into the dark skinned woman. [Note From Monitor 7482: The fuck session of the elves and the two Bilbo Brothers with the heroines went on for several hours with all of them getting fucked multiple times. I am sure such a lengthy sex scene would be totally boring to a discerning reader like you, so I won't bore you with it. The truth is, I couldn't stand it myself and after Wrack cream pied Lady Midnight, I had to go get another cold shower or I would have burst into self immolating flames. I did, however, remember to hit the record function on my console and save the entire orgy for my later private viewing Eat your heart out Porn Hub!] "I don't know about you bro, but I'm thirsty as hell," said Bart as he held Azure Angel's head steady in his hands as he spewed a load of semen down her throat. "Me too bro," agreed Biff as he pulled his cock out of Green Spectre's pussy and unleashed a torrent of jizz over the heroine's face and tits. "Fuck, I think I just changed her name to White Spectre." "If you two are thirsty, there is plenty of beer in the other cave," said Wrack who was currently titty fucking Amazing Babe. "Just pick one of the normal barrels without an X on it." "Er, this might be a dumb question," said Amazing Babe a few seconds later as her tits got yet another coating of spunk, "but why isn't your cum putting us to sleep like it did the first time?" and she gestured at her dripping boobs. "That's because his cum needs the catalyst of my saliva," replied Rune who was currently doing Champion Girl doggy style with her strap-on which magically seemed to produce as much cum as her brother's real cock. "If you remember, I was sucking him off when he unloaded on you and knocked you out." Flag Girl had been watching the sex for some time and had been forced to give in and had rubbed out several orgasms by this point. She thought the highlight of the whole thing had come when Rack had shoved her fake, yet very realistic cock down Ms. Americana's throat and face fucked her for a good ten minutes of boob bouncing fun. Now, however, it seemed the time to act on her escape plan and the Boobit followed the Bilbo brothers to the room with the beer. As she had expected, the cretins had grabbed the closest barrel to the door which was the one she had erased the X from and were guzzling it down. Flag Girl wished she could tell the brothers that they were drinking beer spiked with elf cum just to see the look on their faces as she rather doubted they were queer friendly in the slightest. The altered beer did its work quickly and in a few minutes Bart and Biff were snoring the sleep of the truly wasted. Leaving the Bilbo Brothers asleep, Flag Girl returned to the room with the Dilithium Crystal and the Blood Soul Pool and took out the weapon the bald man had given her. Damn, what was is name again? Luke Skywalker? No, that didn't sound right, but it didn't matter and Flag Girl took aim at the yellow crystal and pressed the firing button. A beam of light shot out and the crystal began to glow. Remembering the words of caution from the bald man, Flag Girl ducked out of the cave just as the crystal exploded into a million deadly shards. Somewhere back in another cave, the Boobit heard two screams of pain and smiled. What happened next though took Flag Girl by surprise. The cave around her began to shimmer and change. Rock walls and floor disappeared and the Boobit found herself in a large room of a building. Rushing to a window, Flag Girl saw that the seemingly endless forest had vanished. The forest and the cave had all been an illusion, or what was the nerd term that the bald man had used? Oh right, it had all been a hologram. Probably the bald guy had been a hologram too, perhaps some kind of glitch since Flag Girl couldn't see a reason for the elves or Dragon Queen to have created him. Flag Girl wondered if the spiders had been holograms too, but somehow she suspected something that gross had to be real. Well, there was no time to ponder that question. She had no idea how long the elves might be out of commission and indeed they were laying unconscious on the floor when she returned to the room with the heroines. As she had hoped, the feedback from destroying the source of their power had knocked the lecherous creatures out cold. The rope's magic had also vanished and the heroines were now free, if exhausted and dripping cum from every hole. "Hurry up," Flag Girl called to the heroines. "We've got to get out of here before they wake up." "Who said that?" cried Ms. Americana looking around the room befuddled. "Oops, sorry I forgot I still had my ring on," said Flag Girl taking it off. "I have an escape planned. Grab your costumes and follow me." "We really could use a shower," said Green Spectre as she looked down at the cum crusting her body. "I've got that covered," Flag Girl assured them as she led them to the room with the barrels. "Everyone grab one of the barrels with an X and hang on tight." "Wait, I don't understand what your plan is," protested Ms. Americana even as she clutched one of the barrels tight to her body. Flag Girl didn't bother to reply but yanked the big lever to open the trap door and jumped on the last barrel as the trap door opened and dropped the screaming heroines and barrels into the stream below. "I told you, I would get you cleaned up," yelled Flag Girl over the roaring of the water.