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Sex in the City	By : hairygregory Category: +M through R > PowerPuff Girls Views: 18136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-It begins
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Sex in the City
By Hairy Gregory
Chapter 1 - It begins
Disclaimer: I do not own the Powerpuff Girls show or any of the characters that appear therein - they are the property of Craig McCracken and Cartoon Network, and all affiliated personages and corporations. This fanfiction is written solely for the purposes of entertaining, and no monetary gain is derived from it, either by me or for me, in any form.
"Lifeform #8472B slash 926fddf888, you may now present your case before the intergalactic tribunal."
"Thank you, your honour", said lifeform #8472B slash 926fddf888, although he, or rather it, was known more commonly as Pqtr. He stood and began his prepared speech.
"I have been doing research into synthetic viral forms of emotions and feelings common to most galactic life forms; discovering that the negative emotions are too powerful to control , I focused on the positive ones, specifically on the emotion of Love. Having perfected the Love virus to the best of my knowledge, I now wish to begin conducting tests to see if it works and how potent it may be."
The three lords conversed briefly, before reaching a consensus.
"Very well," said the one seated in the middle, "testing privileges granted..."
"Yes!"
"...on the condition that only one test subject is used, from a planet which is easy to quarantine from the galactic populace."
"Oh, don't worry your honour, I already have the perfect planet in mind", said Pqtr, rubbing his hands together in pure glee.
"98...99...100! Here I come, ready or not!" Blossom called out, as she opened her eyes and looked around the empty neighbourhood. Blossom and her sisters, Bubbles and Buttercup, who together comprised the world's cutest superheroes, the Powerpuff Girls, were playing a game of hide and seek along with their next door neighbour and best friend, Robyn Snyder, as well as another school friend of Bubbles', Mike Believe.
They had agreed that X-ray vision was cheating, but no-one had said anything about super-hearing, so Blossom tuned her hearing and listened for the slightest sound from either of her friends. She quickly floated up into the tree that she had been leaning against, and tagged Mike.
"Aww man - not again!" Mike said, disappointed at being caught so easily.
"Well, Mike", Blossom said, as she carried him to the ground, "perhaps you should try hiding further away next time?"
"Search that planet for a really good test subject," Pqtr told his assistant, Nbd, as they busied themselves around the small science vessel's control room.
Nbd began the scans of the small blue planet before asking Pqtr, "what do you mean 'good'?"
Pqtr became mildly frustrated at the simple question. Waving his appendages around in a way that was meant convey his point, but failed utterly to do so, he said, "Someone we can track easily."
The computer interrupted, stating, "Suitable life forms found; energy readings far in excess of other life forms on planet."
"Like that", Pqtr said, pleased. "Display their physical attributes, computer."
On three screens at the rear of the control room, biometric data began scrolling, showing much physiological data on Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup.
"Excellent...I think we'll infect her with the Love virus, and then monitor the results from a safe distance."
The game of hide and seek had now long finished; Robyn had been found hiding underneath her parents' upturned kayak; Bubbles had been hiding at the bottom of a nearby lake; and Buttercup had been hiding in a small cave on the far side of the moon. Now, they had all had their dinner and gone to their separate rooms, as Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup had each requested a modicum of privacy from one another as some time had passed.
Buttercup was jumping up and down on her bed in time to the rock'n'roll music playing on her stereo.
Blossom was sitting quietly at her desk, finishing a report due in at school the following week.
Bubbles was lying on her stomach on her bed, kicking her bare feet in the air behind her idly as she drew a fairytale-like scene.
A tiny rocket flew in through her open window, being remote-controlled by Pqtr back on his spaceship. Instead of a warhead, it held an equally tiny hypodermic syringe, filled with a small sample of the Love virus. It zipped across the room before Bubbles even knew it was there, jabbed the syringe into Bubbles' bare sole, injecting her with the virus, and then auto-destructed by simply turning to dust. The injection was so small, Bubbles didn't even notice it.
As Bubbles began adding a knight in shining armour to her scene, her thoughts began to drift away from the picture she was making, towards other matters...
"Injection successful, Pqtr", Nbd confirmed.
"Good, good..." Pqtr muttered to himself, as he watched the scene on the main viewscreen. A camera mounted on the craft's exterior was transmitting images back to the two crew, showing Bubbles lying on her bed even though they were hundreds of miles up and their was a roof in the way, as the camera was showing a thermal image of the land below.
"Infection is spreading as planned. The virus has latched on to her DNA..."
"Is it infectious, Pqtr?" asked Nbd, who had helped in it's actual creation, but was not privy to all the specifics.
"No, not in the slightest Nbd - it records the subjects DNA; then, if it is passed on to another being, it recognises the different DNA and destroys itself, thereby remaining entirely self-contained. I'll inject her with the antivirus in a few days, once we have collected enough..."
"Warning", the computer interrupted, "viral mutation occurring."
"What the...?"
"The computer is correct," Nbd said, rapidly checking instruments, "it's mutating at a massive rate. The girl's readings are becoming erratic, too".
Indeed they were. Bubbles's thermal readings were beginning to fluctuate.
"Great - what went wrong?" Pqtr asked, equally angry and terrified at the thought of what may happen to him for gross negligence in scientific testing. Upon studying Bubbles' data more closely, he spotted the cause.
"What is it, Pqtr?" Nbd asked, also growing worried.
"Xaquite", muttered Pqtr under his breath, but Nbd heard him anyway.
"You mean in her body?"
"Yes - the fool must've injected herself with it at some point, though I don't know why. That accounts for the high-energy readings we got, as well as the mutations. Nbd, prepare for hyperwarp jump - we're getting out of here before anyone finds out we were involved."
"Wouldn't they give us the benefit of the doubt?" Nbd asked, even as she prepped the ship for the jump.
"Nbd, you're a nice girl, but very naive. The authorities don't bother to ask questions; they'll just incarcerate us. Now, go!"
Back on earth, the girls had by now gone to bed, as it was getting quite late - about ten o'clock. Blossom was sleeping peacefully, Buttercup was having her typical dreams of beating up villains (complete with punching and kicking in her sleep), and Bubbles was half-asleep, lying curled up in the foetal position under her blankets, and rolling from side to side trying to get comfortable.
"Oh darn, it's just too hot", she mumbled to herself, "I know what will help - a glass of warm milk." So saying, she pushed back her blankets and floated downstairs to avoid making any noise.
One glass of warm milk later, and Bubbles was indeed feeling more drowsy than before and, finding it difficult to stay aloft or to keep her eyes open for much longer, drifted sleepily back up to her room and onto her bed, not bothering with the blankets because of the heat. Just as she was about to doze off...
CLANG!!!
A cat jumped on the rubbish bin outside, and complete removed her from the Sandman's clutches.
"Oh pooh!"
Unable to get back the feeling of tiredness, she rolled over and lay there in the dark, on her stomach with her face on her pillow, contemplating the drawing she had done earlier of a knight in shining armour saving a damsel in distress, and the large sword that he carried with him...the large sword...large...sword...
Without even realising what she was doing, she had at some point started to slide back and forth slightly along the length of the mattress, with her one foot hooked behind the other ankle and rubbing her thighs together a little as well. Her little nipples rubbed against the bed as well through the thin material of her nightdress and very rapidly hardened into tiny sensitive pebbles. Her fingers began to flutter on the bed either side of her, as though she was unsure of what to do with her hands.
After several minutes of rubbing against the bed, her back was starting to feel sore and she was quite warm and perspiring, but her arousal was neither diminished nor particularly increased. Rolling on to her back, she continued rubbing her thighs together and began to stroke her hard nipples through the nightie, causing the skin to tighten even more. Her eyelids flickered and closed, and she bit down lightly on her lower lip and groaned as the pleasure began to take control of her.
"Mmmhmmm...ooooooooh..." she moaned, trying to remain quiet enough not to wake her sisters or father, as she squirmed about on the bed. Growing more desperate, she raised and spread her legs and lifted her nightdress up to her waist; with her left hand alternating between softly pinching and stroking first one nipple and breast, then the other, she let her right hand glide slowly, slowly down...
"Oooooooh yesssssss...mmmmmmmmmm........aaahhh, that feeeeeels sooooooo goooooooooood...........ummmmm......ohhhhhhhh g-g-goddddddd" she stuttered, as her fingers found their intended target and began stroking the edges of the small slit between her legs. Her thighs clenched and relaxed rhythmically as the sensations continued to grow.
In her mind's eye, Bubbles pictured the knight - out of armour, of course - stride up to her, sweeping her literally off of her feet, and carrying her over to a conveniently nearby king-sized bed, lowering her down gently so that her head rested on the soft pillows and she was comfortable, and then climbed onto the bed alongside her.
"I-I-I-I-I-I'm scared", she managed to stammer out, as the unnamed knight tried to spread her legs. Relenting, he began to caress and massage the flesh of her thighs, whispering sweet nothings into her ear at the same time. Gradually, Bubbles began to relax under his gentle touch, and her legs unclenched, though they remained closed. As the light touches continued, Bubbles began to squirm from side to side a bit, and her pussy moistened quickly. In a heartbeat, the knight was astride the Powerpuff, revealing his already erect and leaking cock to her briefly before plunging into her, hard.
"MMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.........ohhhhhh YES!" Bubbles nearly screamed at the top of her voice as she stuck first a single finger into her now wet pussy and pumped her finger in and out, soon adding a second finger as she rapidly became so wet that it was easy to slide the both fingers in.
Cupping her left breast in her other hand, the blonde girl gave it a slight squeeze and her back arched off the bed as the tingle of electric energy that shot through her whole body. Her leg muscles tightened to the consistency of hardened steel, as the first small tremors signalling an approaching orgasm rocked her to her soaking core.
"Oohhhhh.....nnnnnngh...........aaaaahhhhhhhh....ahhhhhhh....ahhhhHHHHHHH..........oh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaa.....that's gooooooooooooooooooooooooood..........."
Bubbles had by now pretty much given up trying to stay quiet - when she came, it was clearly going to be impossible to stay quiet anyway, so why even bother? She imagined that her fingers thrusting in her dripping snatch were actually the knight's dick, and the picture that was painted in her fantasy made her tremble and moan loudly as her whole body was now dripping in sweat and her own juices.
Her fingers pushed hard inside her, tearing through her hymen, but she was so wrapped up in the feelings that she never even knew, as a little blood began to ooze slowly out of her. The loss of control from so much pleasure made her flex her fingers and toes as far as they would go, and when her fingertip rubbed against her G-spot, her whole body violently spasmed, making the entire bed shake.
"Nhhhh........whoooooooOOOOOOOOOAAAAA....OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH GOOOODDDDDDDD GODDDDDDDDD..........MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm *GASP*..."
Bubbles body was slick with sweat, pushing down with all her considerable might with her feet against the mattress, sliding her feet all over as she tried to grip with them useless, preparing herself for the inevitable and impending climax. Her hips drove repeatedly against her hand, trying to increase her bliss as much as possible.
Everything clenched. Her toes curled tightly, grabbing the mattress cover as she tried to hold on to the bed with her feet. Her pussy contracted equally hard around her fingers, milking them for all it was worth, and her stomach tightened. Just in time, she removed her left hand from her chest and stuck her whole fist in her mouth, biting down on it to muffle the screams of passion emanating from her at that moment, so that all that came out was a relatively quiet sustained grunting. In actuality, Bubbles' sonic scream power was in effect, at a much greater level than usual, at the moment of her peak. Bubbles' pussy gushed, covering her bed and her right hand and arm in her girl cum and the last few strings of semi-dried blood.
Some minutes later, when Bubbles had extricated her hand from her mouth and caught her breath, she got up and staggered rather weakly to her ensuite bathroom (each girls' bedroom has its' own bathroom). Leaning against the basin, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, examining her flushed appearance, the vaguely glazed look in her eyes, and finally began to sponge down her right arm, and everything below the waist.
Then, too tired to do anything else that night, she stumbled back over to her bed and fell onto it, face down, asleep before her head even hit the pillow.
Bubbles had very, very pleasant dreams that night.
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