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Aqua Neptune	By : helllot23 Category: +S through Z > SpongeBob SquarePants Views: 6091 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own SpongeBob SquarePants, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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In response to Mallory’s Challenge

'Ello. It is I, Hell_lot, here to give you all a nice little treat. Please be nice when reviewing: I'm still a noob. And for all of you, this is a SpongebobxPatrick Yaoi; however, they contain human forms. For those who don’t like Yaoi, this is your warning, so please get out.

NOTE YOU FLAMING NO GOODERS!!!THEY DON’T HAVE THEIR USUAL FORMS!!THEY’RE PART HUMAN (as in they’ll take human forms)!!!!THIS IS A SERIOUS, SO YOU DON’T LIKE IT, TOO BAD!!! THIS IS MY FIRST ADULT STORY, SO LIKE IT OR PLEASE LEAVE!!

Note that there is language, a bit of violence and very, um, pornographic scenes, so please read with caution or get out. Spongebob Squarepants and charaters do not belong to me, however the structure of Spongebob’s human body does. Do not flame unless you have a really good reason to. (In which I think you don't) This is also set in a slight AU, so please don’t kill me about it.

Hope you guys enjoy it!

Was this a dream or reality?? Spongebob couldn’t tell, no matter how much he thought. The last thing he remembered from that day was finding a beautiful jewel of some sort with Sandy when they went digging for things. He’d hit it with his shovel and tucked it in his pocket. But unfortunately, Sandy wasn’t any where near him when he was conked out, with was about 5 minutes after the discovery. So he just laid there on the comfy bed, naked body open to the cool air, panting and heaving slowly in this dark room. It could have been a cell however it was too…fancy to be that. Then again, maybe whoever put him here wanted him to have a good time. Well, it would be better if he was home already with his snail Gary, where he was secure for sure. But with him not knowing where he was could mean in a way he could never return home. He felt like a big mess, pain stinging from down on up. But the funny thing was the uncomfortable feeling was coming from something he had never seen before in him whole life. It was a fleshy sort, lying in between his thighs. It pulsated with some kind of need, bringing him pain of an unimaginable sort. He swore in his noggin that if it wasn’t going away soon, he was going to scream.

In fact to, join this new discovery, his whole body looked different. No pores, no soft yellow spongy material that he’d known all his life since his time as a babe. Instead, soft creamy pale skin took it place, flawless in any way possible. His legs had grown longer, getting a bit of muscle in the process. They were attached to slightly profound hips and then to a slim waist with an adorable bellybutton. His face had too changed. No long pointy nose; there was a perfectly cute nose in its place. And his once big round eyes had shrunk into smaller sharp eyes, their color as blue as the Hawaiian sea. To top it off, stringy silk blond hair rested atop his head that reaching as far down to his long neck. His body was in the best of shape, with a slightly toned chest and abs, not to mention a bit of muscled arms. And even though it sort of made him happy, he was still scared. Where in the sea was he and how did he get there? Rang through his mind. His pearly straight teeth gnawed a little on his soft pale lip in thought as he tried to get up. But something held him down. And examining with his beautiful eyes told him of how he was tied down with black leather to the bed he laid on. They wrapped around his flesh, not letting a single part go uncovered. In the bottom section did that painful thing sort of hang out, while behind it some suspicious hole was covered with a bit of the binding. ‘Neptune’ he thought, ‘What am I supposed to do now?’ There was no one who could untie him. But he stopped his questioning when he felt the bed shift, turning his gaze to the intruder.

And my, how gorgeous he was! He seemed to make even the brightest pearl in Bikini Bottom seem dim with that long ruffled red hair and those emerald green eyes. His skin was pale matching the little light that had shown through the window of the room. And for an odd reason, he was as naked as Spongebob. He even had the thing that was causing him pain at that very moment. But he paid no heed to that. The other had a devilish grin on his face; sort of like the one he’d seen on TV many times before, whether it was a cartoon or an adult program. But that was always followed by something bad from what his conscience told him. Was this guy trustworthy? If he asked nicely, would this man let him go? It wouldn’t hurt to ask, right? So he looked at him with pleading eyes, whispering softly yet politely, “Please kind sir, would you mind untying me? .....Sir??”
But, unfortunately, the plea was taken in vain as that strange man slowly sunk onto his body, lust clearly apparent in his cat-like eyes. Spongebob gulped. He really didn’t like what he saw in the other. It was making him nervous. The man, however, only paid attention to the hardened nipple on Spongebob’s chest, at first staring with want then taking the entire thing in his watering mouth. Bob’s first reaction was hissing to the unwanted contact but with that skillful tongue licking and sucking on him, he just had to give in. He moaned to the actions of the other, picking himself up as much as he could so that masterful mouth would sink deeper into sensitive flesh. He even gasped when the other nipple was shown the same satisfaction as the other. But that pain he had in the one area throbbed harder. Yet as soon as that hot wet tongue made way down his body, he forgot it and whimpered with pleasure when the tongue dipped in and out his naval. He felt like he was near the edge of a cliff, getting ready to fall off into the deeper depths. And it only furthered when the man was so close to that object pounding with pain that he actually took the foreign item in his mouth, making the owner cry out. The tongue carefully licked at the slit, wanting whatever was going to come while nimble hands hushed the other’s cries of pain and pleasure. Spongebob didn’t know what to do. So, with the chance there, he sucked at the available fingers using them as a pacifier to quiet himself. But he almost bit when something penetrated him, something hard but pleasurable.

When he cracked open his eyes to the sight, he only snapped them shut to the sudden pain. The man was doing something with him but ‘what’ he couldn’t name. When he yelped in pain, the other chuckled, his low velvet voice whispering sweet nothings into his ear while at other times just kissing him did the trick. Weird…the voice sounded somewhat familiar. It was like something he had forgotten just jumped right back. This voice…was so comforting with the pain he felt. Badly did he actually want to hug this stranger hopping that the sound of his voice ringing in his ear would ease the unbearable feeling. But the bounds kept him from doing it. Doing what he really wanted to do at the moment. Though after some time, the leather that had kept his lanky legs down snapped, freeing him only slight. Soon was his legs pushed up against his chest so that the lower area was even more exposed, but it gave Spongebob a lot of pain than he wanted. Why was the man doing this, making his stomach churn with pain and pleasure? And why was it that when the pain got to a point where he felt he would die, he only wanted even more?
Yet that last thrust did something. It stopped all the pain when something inside was hit making his cries full of pleasure in the semi-silent room. It was hit several more times, his body relaxing with each of those thrusts. His eyes rolled back with that warm feeling, saliva dripping more and more out of his mouth. His hips came to that silent rhythm, making a dance between the two. A dance that, even with pain, was as beautiful as the sunsets in the east. It seemed like hours passed, neither stopping to rest, just dancing and dancing along in this ritual. That is until something exploded inside him making his world light up so bright. It was so hot inside him, plastering whatever surrounded it. Spongebob screamed at that point in time as another explosion followed with a white liquid sticking to both participants. His breath hitched along with the other as they recovered themselves. The pain that bothered him was gone at last, leaving him content in the after math. But now he felt dizzy; whatever they did really did do a number on him. Sweat beads were present on his lithe form, pants for air as his voice. He lay back on the pillow, eyes dropping with exhaustion. The bounds on his body, he felt, were cut loose while the warm blanket fell over the tired soul. Strong arms wrapped around him in a tight embrace and soft lips played on his own. But a sting of pain hit: blood was sort of leaking into his mouth. Spongebob was unable to do anything about it though as sleep soon took him as his eyes closed. The rest fell into darkness.

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When he awoke the next morning, it felt so weird to him. It didn’t feel like he was in the bed that he had lost his virginity on. He didn’t feel the leather that kept him down. Instead, it was the bed he’d always known in his pineapple house, Gary sleeping right next to him on the newspaper. It was home in Bikini Bottom, no fancy place where he had met the other man. In fact, it seemed like nothing had happened the night before. Just the same old thing he’d known before. The alarm clock beside his bed read 2:30 a.m.. Good, he hasn’t missed work. But was last night really a dream?? It didn’t seem like it. Everything had felt real; the pain, the pleasure and the warm body that comforted him the whole way through. Spongebob slide off his bed to the bathroom to check though. It’s said that there are dreams where you think it’s real, but it isn’t in the end. If he saw anything that was related to last night, then it was real. But if he didn’t, it would be best if he forgot. He looked into the mirror. Yup, it must have been. No hair, no pale skin, no sign that he had ever changed. Looking over his body told him the same thing. There was no sign what so ever that he had been touched in an undignified way or any muscle that he thought he saw. Instead there was the spongy material, just like before, with those skinny limbs and the square body. But he was naked for some reason. ‘Huh, I must have gotten hot during the night.’, he thought, going to his closet to change.

But if Spongebob had looked any closer to his face, he would have seen the fresh new scar on his bottom lip.
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