The Hunt for Mutato: Part 5
(inspired by Mr. X)
by Orb
As Rocket Girl and Oryx head
off to capture The Candyman, they are unaware of the trap that has been set by
Ms. Prim.
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The Woodale College girl’s
cross country team had just finished their practice. The door to the girl’s locker room swung open and a dozen coeds,
exhausted from the long practice run, trudged in. The slender waifs promptly pulled off their sweaty uniforms
before making for the showers. Bambi
Dearton stepped out of her underpants and stood naked in front of her locker. The ten mile run had not yielded a single
bead of sweat. Showering after practice
was a mere formality. Turning to join
her school mates, the nineteen-year-old heard a familiar sound. She quickly dialed the locker combination
and grabbed her com unit. Looking
around, she saw she was alone.
“Oryx here....over.”
Rocket Girl was invisible to
the human eye. Only her dust trail gave
notice to her presence as she cut across the landscape of Nevada.
“This is Rocket Girl. Get your gear ready. The Candyman has been located in Hershey,
Pennsylvania. Take the bus. I‘ll meet you at the station.”
“um... “ Bambi paused. “That’s not that far from here. Really.... I can run there. I timed myself at 45 miles per hour last
weekend.”
“That’s very good,“ Bambi winced at her half-hearted
praise. “but I’d like you to take the
bus again. I want you to keep your legs
fresh. I’ll rendezvous with you at the
station. Rocket Girl out.”
“No. Not the bus again.” Bambi thought to herself.
Her mentor, Celerita
Shoemaker, was a brilliant physicist and inventor. Her “supersonic sneakers” allowed her to travel at mach
speeds. Next to her, Bambi always felt
inferior. She had merely been bitten by
a radioactive antelope.
Muttering to herself, The
Oryx hastily changed her clothes. Of
all the villains in the world, The Candy Man was the last one she wanted to
meet. Their last encounter had not gone
well. A blunder had led to her
capture. Bambi shamefully remembered
the villainous candy maker introducing her taste buds to his latest confection,
the “cock-sicle”.
“This time is going to be
different!
Dressed in a blouse and
pleated skirt, she headed for the door.
“I’m going to bust that
creep. My days of being the screw-up
are over!”
Just then, she noticed she
was having trouble moving. Bambi looked
down at her feet.
“It looks like I’ve stepped
on bubble-gum. How weird?! I can’t get free.”
The frustrated girl tried to
lift her feet but they quickly snapped back to the floor. The elastic gum was a trap!
“Hello Oryx! Looks like you‘re stuck.”
Bambi’s chin shot up as her
eyes widened in surprise. Two
scantily-clad girls were blocking the exit.
They were dressed in short, pink skirts and tiny, white tank tops. Both were wearing white nylons striped like
candy canes. It was Lollipop and
Gumdrop, the Candy Man’s femme fatales.
Behind them stood a trio of muscled henchmen. Bambi tried in vain to play it cool.
“Who... who are you?”
“Nice try honey!”, Gumdrop
replied. “A little birdie told us your
secret identity.”
The young sidekick was
unaware of Ms. Prim’s treachery.
Bambi’s girlfriends heard the commotion and came to her aid. Beth Thompson came out of the showers
wrapped in a towel.
“You can’t come in here.” She
yelled. “Get out!”
Gumdrop was a slender Asian
girl with ribbons on her pony-tails .
She drew a futuristic-looking pink gun and pointed it at Beth‘s
face. Pulling the trigger, it shot
forth a torrent of sugary goo.
Gablorp!
Beth stood, dazed, with a
face that now looked like a glazed donut, before collapsing onto her back.
“I just gave your girlfriend
a facial.”, She snickered.
Lollipop smiled and motioned
to the bodyguards. Stuck in place,
Bambi helplessly watched as they yanked the towel from her friend’s wet, naked
body.
“Spread her legs. I‘m going her candy-coat her cunt!” Gumdrop
declared.
The rest of the girls in the
locker room approached as Gumdrop pointed her Glazer gun at Beth’s exposed
crotch.
Gaaablorp!!!
Beth let out a loud moan as a
warm jet of sticky fluid splashed against her pussy. Naked and stuck to the floor in a syrupy pool, Beth watched as
her abdomen began to bulge. The other
girls gasped in shock.
“What have you done to her?”
Bambi cried. Gumdrop motioned and the
henchmen grabbed her arms.
“You want to know what’s
happened to your girlfriend? Allow me
to introduce you to Dr. Mutato and The Candyman‘s latest invention, “womb
candy“. Pull her panties down! Soon, you‘ll both being giving birth to
hundreds of gummy-babies!”
Bambi resisted as the
henchmen obeyed. Her friends cowered in
the near distance. Unbuttoning her skirt, the thugs unzipped it from
behind. It fell to the tile floor
below. A pair of course hands grabbed
hold of her white cotton panties and pulled them to her knees. Bambi’s pussy was exposed. A short tuft of dark hair topped her mons
pubis.
“You won’t move so fast Oryx
when you’re fat and preggo.”, Gumdrop smirked.
Bambi watched as the Glazer
gun was pointed at her pussy. She
closed her eyes.
Gablorp!!!
She felt nothing. However, looking down, she saw a thick, yellowish
load of the cum-like syrup cradled in the crotch of her underpants.
“Pull her panties back up,
boys, until they’re nice and tight.”
Gumdrop commanded.
A henchman had grabbed hold
of Bambi’s panties when her blond cohort, Lollipop, spoke up.
“Gumdrop, I don’t think...
like... we’re supposed to do this.
We... like.. have our orders.”
Gumdrop was furious.
“I never get to have any
fun!.... Fine!”
Lollipop didn’t waste
time. She ordered the goons to grab
Bambi and two of her friends. Gumdrop
was allowed to vent her frustrations on the rest. She pointed her Glazer gun at Bambi’s teammates and shot a blast
of frosting that splattered across their faces. The facialized coeds instantly became aroused from the strange,
sticky substance. They were ordered to
face the lockers and bend forward.
“Very good. Now, slide your panties down.“ Gumdrop
commanded as she raised her Glazer gun.
The sugary cum was still
dripping from their chins as they complied.
Gablorp!!!
A stream of the potent goo splashed
across the bare bottoms of the young, fertile girls. The floor was soon full of cum-coated coeds supporting their
swollen stomachs. Womb candy was now
growing inside them.
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Minutes later, a pink van,
with three hostages, sped out of the parking lot for The Candyman’s secret
lair. Inside, Lollipop chewed off the
end of a straw filled with what looked like powdered sugar. She pointed it at the tied-up teens and
blew. The knock-out powder sent them to
dream land.
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When Bambi awoke, she found
herself, once again, trapped in the lair of The Candyman. She surveyed her situation. The young heroine and her friends, Rachel and
Cindy, were dressed in mini-skirted schoolgirl outfits. Each was strapped into a what resembled a
pelvic exam chair. Bambi’s legs were
spread with her feet comfortably shackled in the foot rests. The reclined seats allowed for a generous
view of their white panties beneath their short plaid skirts.
“This can’t be good.”, Bambi
thought to herself.
The room was otherwise empty
and inescapable due a large sheet of perforated acrylic glass that sealed the
entrance. The girls felt like they were
trapped in some sort of display case.
On the other side of the
glass, Bambi saw the unmistakable form of The Candyman. The Candyman was easily 6’4”. With a cane at his side, the odd villain was
always dressed in a brightly-colored tailed suit and top hat. He was having a conversation with Lollipop
and Gumdrop in front of a strange machine.
“You’ve done well. Everything is going according to plan.” He exclaimed.
“With The Oryx as bait,
Rocket Girl with soon experience the humiliating end of her career inside my
Banana-Splits Machine. Of course, we
should test my latest invention before she arrives, just to make sure
everything’s in working order.”
Gumdrop grinned. “So that’s why we had to grab two of her
friends. They’re going to be guinea
pigs.”
She did not see the large
tri-fingered robotic arm silently descending from the ceiling. The Japanese vixen let out a gasp as it
grabbed hold of her, lifting her into the air.
“No.” The Candy Man replied.
“I have another fate in store for them.
Lollipop was kind enough to inform me of your disobedience. I gave strict orders that Oryx was not to be
harmed.”
“But.. but... I didn’t do it. I didn’t glaze her! No!
please!”, Gumdrop pleaded.
The Candyman gave a wave with
his cane and the fingers let go. With a
scream, Gumdrop fell into the chute at the top of the Banana-Splits
Machine. Carnival music played as the
device whirled to life. Moments later, a side panel opened and Gumdrop
emerged. The slender Asian girl was
strapped to a moving conveyor belt.
From each side of the conveyor, robotic white-gloved hands emerged. As
Gumdrop begged for mercy, the hands tore off her tank top, exposing her small
firm breasts. She looked down as the
hands undid her skirt.
“I’ll be good. I promise.
Please turn it off!”, She begged.
“Like... stop whining. You should be honored. You are experiencing The Candyman’s
genius!” Lollipop replied.
The hands quickly returned
for her panties. They were slid down
and off her legs. Gumdrop had a brown
pussy under a thick crop of black pubic hair.
She squirmed as she approached a giant compartment shaped like a big
yellow banana. A panel opened and the
naked girl disappeared inside.
Gumdrop’s muffled cries could be heard from inside.
“No! Not that! Ngh! Uggh!!!”
Minutes later, a tall exit
panel opened and Gumdrop emerged, in rail car shaped like a big banana. Lollipop’s mouth felt open. Gumdrop was lying on her back with her
thighs split apart. A large, vibrating,
banana-shaped dildo was stuffed in her furry muff.
“Perfect!”, The Candyman
gleamed. “How are you enjoying the ride
so far, my dear?”
With a buzzing banana buried
in her bush, Gumdrop could barely reply.
She twisted and moaned.
“oh!.....oooooooo! sooo big..... Oh my god!”
Strapped in a conveyor car
shaped like a banana, Gumdrop continued her strange journey. The car rolled forward on tracks like a
bizarre amusement park ride. Over her head, ice cream spoons dropped scoops of
vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry ice cream onto her chest. The Candyman watched her brown nipples
harden from the chill. The “banana
boat” moved forward to the next station.
Three phallic topping dispensers lowered into position. Pineapple topping, chocolate syrup, and
strawberry topping were ejaculated over the nubile girl‘s face and torso. Shivering and covered in gooey toppings,
Gumdrop was delivered to the next station.
A nozzle descended from the ceiling.
It topped her breasts with swirls of whipped cream. Robotic arms dotted the whipped cream with
two maraschino cherries in the place of her nipples. Looking down at her frosted tits, Gumdrop felt the dildo’s
vibrations increase. She was on a
forced march towards an intense sexual climax.
“ohhh.... oooooo! ngh! Oh god!
I’m.... I’m going to cum!”
As her body trembled with
pleasure, she felt the fruit-shaped dildo fire a warm, sticky load into her
womb. The Candyman looked down on the
nude, impregnated girl lying in a pool of melting ice cream and syrup. Gumdrop’s belly began to bulge. He clicked his stopwatch.
“Seven and a half
minutes! Wonderful! Soon, my machine will strip off Rocket Girl‘s precious supersonic sneakers
along with the rest of her costume.
Then, my marvelous machine will give her cooch a “cream filling”. Rocket Girl will be knocked up and forced to
squeeze candied bananas out her cunt for years to come. And with her sonic sneakers, I‘ll be the
fastest candy maker alive. bwaaa ha ha!!! ”.
“You’ll never defeat Rocket
Girl! She’ll show you a thing or two.”
The Candyman whirled around.
“Ah yes....Oryx. In all the excitement, I almost forgot
about you and your friends. I’ve have
the perfect thing to amuse you until your partner arrives. I call my invention, “The Taffy
Puller”! I’ll let your girlfriends give
you a demonstration.”
He pressed a button on his
cane. Rachel was strapped in the chair
on the far right. A pair of
white-gloved robotic hands sprung from underneath her seat. They gently folded her skirt upward for a
full view of her white underpants. Rachel
let out a gasp as her panties were ripped off.
The slender red-head had a tiny pussy nestled under a reddish bush. She watched as one of the gloves rubbed a
thick pink paste over her vulva.
“Rachel, are you OK?”, Bambi
asked.
“Yeah, I guess so.” Rachel
breathed. “Whatever that was, it felt
kinda good.”
Immediately, the lips of the
nineteen-year-old’s vagina, began to swell.
Two more gloved hands emerged.
The first pair of hands spread her engorged labia majora, exposing her
pink interior. The second pair of hands
followed immediately. They reached
forward and gently pinched the fleshy tabs of the teen’s labia minora and gave
a short tug. Rachel’s head flew back in
ecstasy.
“ohhhhhh!”
Bambi glared at the Candyman
and Lollipop. With her legs spread, she was in the same awkward position as her
friends.
“What are you doing to her?!”
“Rachel is getting her taffy
pulled and it looks like she’s enjoying it.
Did you know that labia stretching is an ancient art?“ The Candyman replied. “It has been practiced for centuries in some
cultures. I, of course, have invented a
machine that can elongate a girl’s labia to unheard of lengths. I once used it on the police commissioner’s
daughter. Now she has quite a set of
meat curtains. She was unwilling at
first, but now she obeys my every command.
Soon, you will too. Isn’t that
right, Lollipop?“
“Yes master. I was once like them, until you gave me my
wings.”, Lollipop replied.
The Candyman snapped his
fingers. Lollipop dutifully knelt in
front of him and initiated fellatio.
Bambi watched Lollipop’s head bob up and down as robotic hands sprouted
from underneath Cindy’s chair. The
bosomy blonde whimpered as her skirt was flipped up and her panties
shredded. Cindy already had a wrinkly
labia minora that protruded past her vaginal lips like chewed pink bubblegum.
She let out a sigh as the pink paste was smeared onto her twat. Her pussy lips became engorged as the hands
spread her vulva.
Soon, both Rachel and Cindy
were moaning with their eyes closed.
Rachel’s labia was now extending four inches from her hairy patch. Bambi could also see hands relentlessly tugging
on Cindy’s pink flippers. A half hour
later, the hands retracted and the straps came undone. Rachel and Cindy’s eyes fluttered open. Without meeting Bambi’s eyes, they stood up
and began to unbutton their blouses.
Bambi watched in shock as her friends disrobed completely. She couldn’t take her eyes off their
crotches. The robotic hands had
stretched Rachel and Cindy’s labias and tied them into large fleshy pink
bows. The glass panel lifted and the
naked pair walked towards the seated villain.
Lollipop stood up and wiped off her mouth with the back of her right
hand. Rachel and Cindy knelt down and
took her place. They eagerly showed
their appreciation. As they sucked
cock, they continued to squeeze and tug on their “pussy bows” with their free
hand.
The moment Bambi had dreaded
arrived. The glass panel closed
again. Her head swung from side to
side. Robotic hands were rising up on
either side of her. Her skirt was
flipped onto her stomach. The tight
panties she was wearing form-fit the mound of her pussy. The Candyman was
seated on the other side of the glass enjoying the show. He smiled as a pair of robotic hands removed
her underpants. Bambi’s pussy gave a
vertical smile back to the villain.
“No! I won‘t end up like
that.” Bambi cried.
“Now, the Taffy Puller will
pluck your petals.“ The Candyman laughed.
He turned to Lollipop. “Set the
timer for one hour. Her pussy will have
drapes that sway down to her kneecaps and she’ll forget all about her partner.”
A glove rubbed pussy paste
into Bambi’s snatch. Her vagina felt
warm and began to tingle. The folds of
her flower swelled. They felt like
pizza dough, ready to be stretched and molded. The hands spread her vaginal
lips and Bambi felt two pairs of fingers grasp the tabs of her labia minora. They gave a short quick tug. With each successive tug, her clitoral hood
rubbed her clit. Bambi blushed and
quickly reached orgasm. She felt
ashamed.
“This twisted machine is
deforming my genitals. I can’t give
into it.“ She thought to herself.
Every pull sent ripples of
pleasure from her crotch up through her body.
It felt amazing. She stared at
Rachel and Cindy‘s naked backsides.
They had been turned into sex-crazed cock suckers. Bambi looked down at her wet, dripping
pussy. The hands were continuously
tugging and releasing the soft folds of her vaginal flesh. Her labia minora was now protruding well
beyond her vulva.
“Rocket Girl help!”, She
cried.
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Meanwhile....
Detroit, Baltimore,
Denver, and now Houston. Rocket Girl had read the note left at the
station. They had Oryx. Worse, the villainous Candyman had placed
boxes of cream-filled, cock-sicles in convenience stores across the
nation. The note gave the first
location. Every box of the cum-filled
treats contained the name of the next locale.
Although she was worried about her sidekick, Rocket Girl was forced to
play the villain’s game. She had to
protect the public.
It was a hot day in Texas as
a pair of tall girls in low-rise jeans and tied-off t-shirts entered a party
store. A box of flavored popsicles
sitting in the cooler looked irresistible.
Exiting the store, the girls unwrapped their treats. To their surprise, the eight inch popsicles
looked like thick, vein-covered dicks.
The smell of cock hit their nostrils.
In the warmth of the day, the cocksicles began to stiffen. The Texas beauties were holding boners on
sticks. They looked at them lustfully
as their fingers hurriedly undid the buttons on their tight jeans. Quickly tugging their panties down, they
pushed the heads of the cocksicles up to the lips of their pussies. The store clerk watched in awe as the girls slid
them into their muffs. Thrusting in and
out of their wet snatches, the cocksicles quickly dissolved before
ejaculating. The blushing farm girls
suddenly regained their wits and pulled the limp popsicles from the slits. Pregger formula dripped from their pussies
as Rocket Girl arrived on the scene.
“Oh no! I’m too late!”
An ambulance was called to
take the girls to the nearest delivery room.
Before discarding the opened box, Celerita read the paper slip that
contained the next destination. It was
in Los Angeles.
“I’ve got to put an end to
this.... now! The Candy Man has devised
this twisted road rally to deplete my sneaker‘s battery supply. I‘m going to change the rules!” She declared.
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Back at The Candy Man’s
Lair....
Bambi’s eyes were rolling
back into her head as her labia took the shape of a pink pair of giant
butterfly wings. Her resistance was
fading.
“oh.... oh... ugh! stop...
ooooo!” She moaned.
“Let her go, you fiend!“ A
voice commanded.
Rocket Girl was standing in
the middle of the room.
The Candyman was
shocked.
“You!? You shouldn’t be here for another two
hours!”
“I decided to try out my
latest prototype......WARP SNEAKERS!”, Rocket Girl triumphantly declared. “I’m faster than you can imagine. I’ve cleared the entire countryside of cocksicles. Now, I’m bringing you in. Give it up Candyman. The only candy-making you‘ll be doing is in
the penitentiary. .... ”
As Rocket Girl gave a long
winded speech, a tri-fingered arm silently descended behind her.
“What the?!”
The surprised heroine was
snatched and lifted off her feet. Bambi
watched in horror as her mentor was dropped into the entrance chute of the
dreaded Banana-Splits Machine. Moments
later, Rocket Girl emerged, strapped to the conveyor belt.
“I have you right where I
want you Rocket Girl. You’ll go bananas
over my latest invention!”
The speedy heroine struggled
as robotic hands began to disrobe her.
They tore off her red spandex outfit.
Celerita watched with dismay as her panties traveled down her legs. A minute later, she was completely nude and,
worse yet, The Candyman was in possession of her Warp Sneakers. Celerita was of
European/African ancestry. She had
beautiful tan skin, full lips, and natural, round D-sized breasts. Despite her desperate circumstances, she remained
calm. The Candyman spoke.
“Do you mind if I try on your
shoes? You won’t be needing them.”
A woman’s voice emanated from
the golden sneakers.
“State your shoe size.”
“13!” The Candyman declared
as he shoved his feet in.
“Ah! Nice and snug.”
The electronic voice spoke
again.
“Footprint match
complete. Identified: The Candyman,
known criminal. Arrest mode activated.”
As if by magic, The Candyman
disappeared from sight.
Lollipop’s mouth fell
open. “What happened?”
“My shoes are delivering him
to the nearest police station. The cops
will be here soon, so you might as well release me.” Rocket Girl declared.
“Like... I don‘t think so.”
Lollipop grinned. “You lose Rocket
Girl.”
Bambi squirmed in her seat as
The Taffy Puller relentlessly tugged her twat.
She helplessly watched her naked partner disappear into the giant banana
compartment. Moments later, Rocket Girl
exited in a banana boat. The Banana
Splits Machine had shoved a buzzing banana dildo up her snatch. Bambi watched as scoops of ice cream fell between her partner’s
huge mellons. Rocket Girl was being
transformed into a dessert favorite.
Lollipop laughed from behind the control panel.
No! I’ve got to help her!” Bambi screamed.
Bambi felt her heart pound in
her chest. Her savage instincts took
over. Suddenly her eyes turned
black. Bambi screams turned into wild
bleating sounds as pointy, bony horns emerged from her skull. The Candyman’s goons stepped away from the
glass as they watched The Oryx tear free from her bindings.
Thud! Thud!!
Bambi rammed the glass with
her head.
Thud!!!!
It shattered. The henchmen
didn’t have time to react. The Oryx
head-butted them unconscious and raced to save her friend. Rocket Girl was covered in toppings with
whip cream and cherries on her tits.
With her super-enhanced gnawing ability, Bambi chewed through the
restraints. Celerita stood up. That day, she had a new found respect for
her young sidekick.
Quivering from the chill of
the ice cream, Celerita exclaimed, “Bambi!
You... you saved me!”
She looked down at he yellow
monstrosity that was still vibrating inside her slit.
“That was a close one! I almost ended up in the maternity ward.”
As she reached to pull the
vibrating banana out of her hairy muff, a look of concern came over her face.
“It’s not coming out. It’s stuck in me! The Candyman must have coated it with a vaginal adhesive.”
Celerita’s brave demeanor
gave way to panic. As the naked heroine
fruitlessly tugged on the pregger banana in her pussy, she felt the vibrations
increase. The sexual onslaught made her
weak in the knees. Celerita fell back
into the banana boat. Spreading her legs,
she squeezed her frosted tits as a powerful orgasm swept over her body. She felt the fiendish device pump its gooey
contents into her fertile womb.
SPLORT!!!!
Bambi watch in shock as
strange gurgling sounds came from Celerita’s stomach as her abdomen
inflated.
“I can’t believe it.” Celerita moaned. “This can’t happen. I
have an IQ of 200!.”
She passed out and Bambi
watched the yellow banana slide out of her pussy. The temporary adhesive had worn off. Bambi looked down at her own vagina. Thanks to the Taffy Puller, her labia dangled five inches below
her pussy. It still tingled. Bambi
fought the urge to tug on it some more.
Looking down at her pregnant partner lying in a pool of ice cream and
toppings, she spoke.
“I’m so sorry, but I promise
you. I will avenge you!”
Like Gumdrop, she did not
hear the tri-fingered robotic arm descending from behind her. Caught off-guard, Bambi was lifted in to the
air. She had forgotten about Lollipop.
“Gotcha!”, Lollipop squealed.
The villainous vixen
maneuvered the arm and dropped Oryx in the entrance chute of the Banana-Splits
Machine. Bambi emerged on the conveyor
belt. She was strapped down in her
school girl uniform minus panties. As
she headed for the giant banana compartment, her clothing was efficiently
removed. The blonde, pony-tailed teen
watched as her bra was snipped off, revealing her nubbins.
“My antelope adrenaline surge
has faded. I can’t break free!” She fretted.
“Sorry, Goat-Girl. It’s time to join your partner!” Lollipop mocked.
Bambi bit her lip and
struggled as she disappeared into the banana compartment. The Taffey Puller had her vagina well
lubricated. Once inside, robotic arms
gently spread her soft creamy thighs as a third hand dipped a buzzing banana
into a jar of pussy glue. A moment
later, the “pregger-nana” was ready for insertion. Bambi felt it press up against her wet pussy.
“No....”, she moaned.
It pushed forward. Bambi’s hymen gave way as her pussy relented
and gradually accepted the Candyman’s retirement gift. It was inside her and all hope was gone.
Bzzzzzzzzz!
The pussy pleasing pregger
banana made the sexually inexperienced teen forget all about her life as a
super hero. Bambi exited in a banana
boat.
“Farewell loser!”, Lollipop
exclaimed as she skipped off.
As a patrol car slowly made
its way across town, Bambi was decorated with ice cream and toppings. As her frosted tits were dotted with
cherries, the fiendish fruit forced the young girl to climax. Bambi’s back arched as she was filled with
goo.
That day, The Candyman had
the last laugh. His Banana Splits
Machine had given both Rocket Girl and The Oryx a cream filling. The impregnated duo writhed in their banana
boats as a caravan of candied bananas slowly traveled down their birth
canals. Celerita grunted. Her vagina opened and a hard, thick banana
squeezed out.
SPLOOP!!!
It was Bambi’s turn. Her pussy curtains parted and the head of a
banana appeared.
“Ohhhh!“
SPLOOP!!!
Bambi was exasperated. “Rocket Girl! It’s the Candyman’s womb
candy. We.... we... we’re full of
bananas!”
Celerita tried to stay calm.
“I know. Bambi. I know. (nggh!!)”
SPLOOP!!!
THE END.
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Things are looking hopeless
for the Legion of Superheroines. Tune
in for Part 6, the final chapter. How
will the Legion survive the double threat of Mutato and Prim?