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Smooshed, or, The Nine Wives of Marco Diaz	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 15416 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 10: Going in the Back
“Good morning, Tom,” Rosa said. “I hope I’m not calling you too early.”
Tom sat up in bed, having just awakened a few minutes earlier. “No, it’s fine. We don’t have daylight here in the Underworld, so ‘early’ and ‘late’ don’t mean much. These days, we’re just glad to have cell reception. So what’s up?”
“Well, after the coronation yesterday, and seeing the way virtually everyone in attendance seemed to embrace the notion of Marco as king, I was thinking about how this all began.”
“Okay.”
“From everything we’ve seen and heard,” Rosa said, “Star seems to be the first person—or at least the first person we know—to have developed the syndrome.”
“Yeah,” Tom replied. “Right after she visited that cult.”
“Exactly. That makes it likely that the cult is the source.”
“So, you’re thinking we should visit?”
“Yes,” Rosa said. “But not in a ‘chat over tea and cookies’ kind of way.”
“Right,” Tom replied. “We don’t have any idea what those people are really up to. All of this could be part of a plan for world domination or something.”
“Indeed. So meet me at my house at eleven o’clock tonight. And wear something dark.”
“Don’t worry; ‘something dark’ covers a lot of my wardrobe.”
***
Unusually, Marco woke up alone that morning. He could scarcely believe that he now had six brides-to-be, as the newest sigils above their bedroom mirrors reminded him: four sapphires in a diamond formation for Arms, a green sword for Kelly, and now a pair of golden horns for Hekapoo. Marco couldn’t imagine how all six girls had managed to get out of bed without waking him; maybe his fatigue from the coronation, the reception, rather a lot of sex with Hekapoo, and the late-night invasion of the palace had something to do with it.
That incident had put Marco on edge. Weird as the palace was, up to now it had felt like a sanctuary for him and the girls. Now, that sanctuary had been violated.
After Kelly, Star, and the others chased the intruders away, the palace guards found that one of the building’s exterior fire doors had been smashed open from the outside with a police-style battering ram, enabling the intruders to get in without setting off the fire alarm and then climb the stairs to the palace. The guards assured Marco and the girls that the door had since been repaired and reinforced, and a security camera had been installed above it that very night. The building’s other fire door had gotten the same treatment. Marco hoped that would be enough. And he really hoped that the girls weren’t in a panic about it.
He had just finished getting dressed and was checking the time on the grandfather clock when the bathroom door burst open, and all six of his fiancées flooded into the room, startling Marco.
They were all dressed, but not very dressed. Jackie, for example, wore a green-and-white flannel top that was knotted just below her fully volleyball-sized breasts, baring her midriff; Janna had on a black skirt so short that Marco caught a flash of her pink thong panties every time she took a step; and Star, who was leading the pack, wore a blue fitted t-shirt and short-shorts, both tight enough to make it clear that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. But she was holding something behind her back.
“Check ‘em out, Marco!” she said.
She held up five white plastic sticks that were fanned in her hand. Each one had a red plus sign on it, and it took Marco a couple of seconds to realize what they signified.
“That’s right, Stud-in-Chief,” Janna said. “You knocked us all up!”
“Probably all,” Hekapoo added. “It’s a little too soon to test me yet. But the odds are looking good.” She grinned at Marco.
“Wow,” Marco replied. “I mean, I know this was what we were trying for, but…wow. Also, I didn’t realize pregnancy tests could work that soon after you got pregnant.”
“Maybe they didn’t used to,” Hekapoo said, “but they’re making the tests with pig-goat glands now. Very sensitive.”
“Wow,” Marco said again, his expression a bit absent.
“Don’t worry, Marco,” Jackie said as she put a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “You’re gonna be a great dad. And we’ve got plenty of space and help here.”
“My parents may be splitting up,” Janna added, smiling and patting her tummy, “but I bet they’ll both be coming over here all the time to take care of their grandbaby. This might be the one thing that makes them take a break from arguing.” Then she looked leeringly at Marco. “We should celebrate.”
“Ooooh, that’s a nice idea,” Jackie added.
She untied her flannel top, releasing her bare, volleyball-size breasts. They bounced once, as though making an introductory bow.
“Ahhhh,” Jackie said. “It feels so good to let these bad girls out, you know?”
“Oh, yeah,” Arms agreed, pulling off her violet tube top and setting her own breasts free. “Especially when Marco’s around. I think my nips get hard just from him looking at them.”
“Yeah?” Janna said. “I have kind of a similar thing going on, but with a different part of my body.”
She turned her back to Marco and bent forward, making her short skirt rise to the point where her entire ass was showing and, thus, fully revealing the pink thong panties she was wearing underneath. The thin strip of fabric that nestled between Janna’s asscheeks didn’t even fully cover her little brown asshole. The whole display became even more immodest when Janna leaned forward and put her forearms on the foot of the bed.
“So, Marco” Janna said slyly, “now that I’m good and pregnant, how ‘bout a little back-door action?”
“Um,” Marco replied, “we’re on the top floor of an apartment building, so there’s no back- ohhhh, wait.” Then his eyebrows shot up. “You wanna do that? I mean, I’m pretty big now.”
“Damn, girl,” Kelly said, her eyes widening as she pulled the back of Janna’s thong aside to get an unobstructed view of her back door. “You really think Marco’s monster-cock will fit in this tiny little hole?”
“Yeah,” Hekapoo added. “You don’t even know how much meat he’s packing. He might have grown some more last night.”
“She’s got a point,” Arms said. She leered at Marco as she added, “We’d better measure him again.”
“Dibs on the ruler!” Star shouted.
“Dibs on getting Marco hard,” Hekapoo replied with a grin.
“Aaagh, why didn’t I call that?” Arms griped.
Hekapoo pulled off her dress, got down on her knees in front of Marco, and released his cock from his pajama bottoms. She used her hands to stimulate Polo to a state of semi-hardness, then put him between her substantial breasts and tit-fucked him the rest of the way to full erectness. She did not accomplish that task alone; while Hekapoo was working Marco’s cock, Jackie was kissing him and pressing her big breasts against his bare chest. Kelly simply stared unabashedly at Marco’s member.
“Wow,” she breathed. “That is a serious tower of fuckmeat.”
Hekapoo held Marco’s cock straight up, and Star put the ruler against the side of it. Her face lit up in a huge grin.
“Whoohoo!” Star cried. “Eleven inches! Polo is one big boy!”
“Janna,” Jackie said, “are you sure you can take all that?”
Janna, still bent over the bed with her ass exposed, replied, “Not totally sure. But if I can’t, at least I’ll die happy.”
Then she looked back at Marco again. “C’mon, Your Highness, shove your big royal dick up my little soon-to-be-royal ass.”
Even if Janna had spoken these words in some ancient Mewnian dialect, her desire would have been no less clear to Marco. The way she was presenting her ass to him—presenting it for him to fuck—already had Polo straining to get at Janna’s curvaceous backside. Never mind that Marco had never even tried anal sex outside of a few late-night fantasies he’d had shortly after puberty first hit. If then-Marco had known what now-Marco’s sex life was going to be life, Marco thought, he probably would have spent most of that year masturbating in anticipation.
Arms, clearly eager to see how this was going to go down, squirted some lube into two of her hands and massaged it onto Marco’s cock and Janna’s hole at the same time.
“Ready, stallion?” Arms asked.
“Oh, I’m ready,” Marco answered. “But I’m not sure we should actually do this.”
“We definitely should,” the bent-over Janna replied with urgency.
“Do it, Marco,” Star said, watching eagerly. “I really wanna see if this works.”
“I’m kinda curious, too,” Hekapoo said.
“Yeah, do it,” Jackie agreed, sitting down next to Star.
“I’m serious, Marco,” Janna said. “I don’t care if it hurts; I just want your big love-log all the way up my ass.”
With a little grin at Marco, Arms moved next to Janna’s ass and pulled her cheeks apart, fully exposing Janna’s little brown hole.
Marco’s face relaxed a bit, and he had a hint of a lusty smile on his lips as he said, “Well, if everybody insists…”
Marco stepped up behind Janna and positioned his cock against her asshole. It seemed tiny compared to the girth of his cockhead, but when Marco’s cock touched the little hole, it seemed to open a bit. Like it was eager to be penetrated.
Meanwhile, Kelly got on the bed in front of Janna and took the girl’s hands in hers.
“If it hurts, just squeeze,” Kelly said. “Hard as you need to.” Janna nodded.
“All right,” Marco said. “Here we go.”
He pushed gently, opening Janna’s asshole little by little as his cockhead started to enter her. He had it only about halfway in when Janna began to whimper. Marco paused.
Kelly put her lips to Janna’s ear and murmured, “Does it hurt?”
“Yes,” Janna gasped. “It hurts. But I want more.”
Kelly looked at Marco and nodded. Marco didn’t need the signal, as he could sense that Janna wanted him to keep going, but it was nice to have his intuition validated.
He resumed pushing, and Janna resumed whimpering. The sound became muffled when Kelly gave Janna an open-mouthed kiss.
Kelly then moved Janna’s hand from Kelly’s hand to Kelly’s own breast, closing Janna’s fingers around her nipple. Then Kelly broke off the kiss just long enough to say, “Like I said: If it hurts, squeeze as hard as you need to.” Then Kelly reached under Janna’s top to fondle her tits as they resumed kissing.
Now that Marco had a few inches inside Janna, Arms didn’t see the need to keep holding the Filipina girl’s ass open. So Arms began to kiss Marco and fondle his big balls, even as he continued easing inch after inch of thick cockshaft into Janna’s wide-stretched hole.
“Oh yes oh yes oh yes,” Janna gasped. “Fill up my ass Marco, fill it all the way up…”
Marco, his reservations overcome by both Janna’s obvious arousal and his own, breathed, “I’m going all the way in.”
Marco was about halfway in when Janna suddenly cried, “Oh God!” Then, squeezing Kelly’s nipple hard, she again screamed, “OH GOD!” and her whole body was wracked with spasms as she came.
“Wow,” Jackie said. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen any of us cum that fast.”
“Even on Marco’s donkey-dong,” Arms added.
Janna threw her arms around Kelly and hung on, panting.
“Well,” Marco said, feeling simultaneously relieved and disappointed as he started to pull out of Janna’s obscenely stretched hole, “I guess we’re done here, so-”
Suddenly, Janna’s hand shot out behind her and blindly seized the base of Marco’s cock, forcing Marco to abruptly halt his withdrawal.
“Nuh-uh,” Janna panted. “I said I wanted…the whole thing…and I meant it…”
“Even though you came already?” Marco asked.
“I’m not gonna be happy ‘til…your hipbones are…putting dents in my ass…and your balls are…on my cooch.”
Marco’s eyebrows rose—both in surprise and in joyful anticipation. “If, if that’s really what you want.”
With more seriousness than Marco had known Janna was capable of, the girl said, “More than anything.”
Marco smiled and said, “Well then, here comes the rest of it.”
He began easing in again. Janna moaned loudly and continuously, and the other girls’ eyes were glued to the place where inch after inch after inch of Marco’s long shaft disappeared into Janna’s obscenely stretched asshole.
“Wow…” Arms murmured. “I can’t believe it…so much cock…so deep in her ass…”
“Go Janna!” Star cheered. “Take that fuck-monster! Take it to the balls!”
Hekapoo, without taking her eyes off the sight of Marco’s cock pushing ever deeper into the whimpering, whining, moaning Janna’s ass, grabbed Star’s hand and held it firmly as she murmured, “Yes…Take it all…That’s a good girl, take every inch…every inch…”
Finally, Marco pushed the last lube-slicked inch of his cock into Janna’s incredibly widely stretched asshole, and his hips came to rest against her tan ass. It felt really good to have his entire length buried inside her, feeling the heat of her body surrounding him. And it seemed that he wasn’t the only one enjoying it.
“Oh, God!” Janna moaned. “It’s in my ass! It’s all the way in my ass! And it feels so fucking good!”
“I’ll bet it’ll feel even better when Marco starts plowing you,” Kelly said.
Janna whimpered loudly. Having Marco’s beautiful, thick eleven-incher buried to the balls in her ass was magnificently pleasurable. But at the same time, waiting to actually be fucked with it was unbearable.
“Please, Marco,” she begged. “Please, fuck my ass!”
Upon hearing that, Marco couldn’t hold out for even a moment longer. The intense heat of Janna’s body around the length of his cockshaft, combined with Janna’s excitement and the sight of his own cock buried to the balls in her ass, had gotten him so turned on that he had to start fucking her.
Nonetheless, he tried to go slow, pulling about half his length out of her before gently pushing it back in, again and again.
“Haaaaahhhhh…” Janna moaned with each slow thrust.
“Does it feel good, baby?” Kelly asked, holding Janna’s head to her chest while she held one of the Filipina girl’s small breasts in her hand, squeezing and fondling it.
“Y- Yes,” Janna managed. She was nearly weeping from the intense, unrivaled pleasure and the feeling of having Marco deeper inside her than she had ever dared dream was possible. “It feels…so good…”
Star was so fascinated by the action that she leaned in close to watch, her face barely a foot from the place where Marco’s thick cock penetrated Janna’s asshole.
“Fuck her harder, Marco,” she said, her voice raspy and urgent with lust. “Fuck her hard and deep.”
Marco would have asked Janna if that was what she wanted, but he already knew the answer. He didn’t have to see her face to know her desires.
He began to fuck her a little faster, but he still went in to the balls on every stroke.
“Oh, fuck yeah…” Janna moaned, almost in tears from the intensity of her pleasure. “So much cock…so good in my ass…”
As Janna gasped and whimpered and moaned with pleasure, she wrapped her arms tight around Kelly, using the girl to stabilize herself in her bent-over position.
“Hold me…” the panting Janna begged Kelly. “Hold me still…Don’t let me…do anything…that stops me…from getting fucked…”
“Of course I will,” Kelly said, taking firm hold of Janna’s torso. Putting her lips to the girl’s ear, Kelly murmured, “I won’t let you do anything but get fucked, fucked so deep inside, all the way up in your ass like you want, like you need, like you deserve…”
Hekapoo had been largely quiet as she watched all of this action. But now, the sight of it was overwhelming her with lust.
“Damn,” she whispered. “I haven’t seen an assfuck like this since the night Queen Lyric had her horse-gangbang.”
“Her what?” Star asked, not looking away from where Marco’s cock was going in and out of Janna’s asshole.
“She was what you’d call a hard-core equestrian. I’ll tell you the story later. Right now, I wanna do this.”
She came around behind Star and reached one hand under her top to play with her breast. The other hand went down the back of Star’s short-shorts. Her fingertip toyed with Star’s asshole, making the blonde teen gasp.
“You know,” Hekapoo murmured in Star’s ear, “I used to play fun games like this with all the Mewnian princesses. But just when you got old enough, your parents sent you away to Earth, and I never got the chance.”
As Hekapoo worked her finger a little deeper into Star’s hole, the girl stammered, “B- Better late than n- never.”
Jackie and Arms couldn’t look away from the sight of Marco’s huge dong moving in and out of Janna’s overstretched asshole, but at the same time, watching wasn’t enough for either of them. Not looking away from the action, Jackie took a sideways step to put herself next to Arms.
“Feel me up,” she breathed. “Please.”
Arms couldn’t resist an invitation to lay all four hands on the biggest, best pair of tits she’d ever seen or heard of, let alone touched. She took a diagonal step back and to the side so that she could watch the anal action over Jackie’s shoulder as Arms reached all four hands around the girl’s torso. Two of them held up Jackie’s heavy jugs from beneath while the other two fingered the skater-girl’s big, stiff nipples.
“Mmmm,” Arms hummed in Jackie’s ear, “I love how these feel in my hands.”
“And I love how your hands feel on them,” Jackie murmured.
Being surrounded by all this lustful activity while having his cock buried in Janna’s tight ass was more than Marco could handle. He started fucking Janna at top speed, his cock pistoning hard in her hole.
“Oh God!” Janna cried. “He’s so deep! And his balls…are hitting…my clit…”
Kelly released Janna’s breast, then took the girl’s face in her hands and kissed her ardently and deeply. Janna thrust her tongue into Kelly’s mouth, making muffled whimpers of pleasure in time with Marco’s thrusts.
Marco couldn’t believe it; even though his cock was deep in Janna’s bowels, he felt pleasure all along its length, rather than just in the parts that were moving in and out of her impossibly tight asshole. He shoved into her harder and harder, going balls-deep every time because even eleven inches of cock barely felt like enough. He wanted to fill her ass, fill her completely, with his cock and with his cum.
“Janna,” he gasped, “I’m…gonna…cum…Gonna…cum…NOW!”
He thrust all the way into her ass and shot what felt like a massive torrent of cum way up inside her, shouting “AAAAAAH!”
“Oh God!” Janna screamed, feeling Marco’s huge cumload pumping into her depths. “It’s filling me up! It’s so hot and so good and IT’S FILLING ME ALL UP!”
Janna had experienced plenty of orgasms since becoming one of Marco’s brides, but this one surpassed them all. Her ecstasy was like a wildfire that swept through her body to ignite her entire being with pleasure. Her every muscle seized for a moment, her asshole gripping Marco’s cock powerfully; then she thrashed so wildly that Kelly and Marco together could barely restrain her.
When Janna’s orgasm finally subsided, Kelly grabbed her to keep her from collapsing to the floor and instead helped her lie down on her side on the bed. Marco, his cock still buried in Janna’s ass, lay down with her and held her from behind.
“That…That was…” Janna tried and failed.
“It was good, huh?” Kelly asked, stroking Janna’s hair.
Janna took a moment, but she still had a drunkenly goofy grin on her face as she looked up at Kelly and replied, “It was fuckin’ awwwwwwwwwesome.” Then, awkwardly, she looked back at Marco and added, “Les’ do it all’a time.”
***
Later, while Janna recovered, the other girls and Marco discussed what had happened during the break-in.
“I woke up thirsty,” Kelly said. “And kinda hungry. So I was heading for the kitchen. But then I heard something upstairs—somebody moving around. They didn’t sound like they had armor on, so I knew it wasn’t the guards.
“So I went up there. I was thinking about grabbing my new sword out of the vault, but before I could, these guys in all black surprised me.
“They didn’t even try to fight, though; they just took off. I chased after them, but they made it to the stairway door and jammed it shut behind them.”
“It turns out,” Arms added, “they kicked a wooden doorstop under it to wedge it shut from the other side. That’s what the guards told me, at least.”
“So who were they?” Marco asked. “And why were they here?”
“No idea about why,” Star answered. “But as for who…Well, they were all wearing hoods, but I’d know the smell of Manfred’s funky aftershave anywhere.”
“So it was Mina and the Monster-Haters,” Hekapoo said.
“Which would be a cool name for a band,” Jackie said. With a glance at Arms, she added, “You know, under very different circumstances.”
“How would Manfred get aftershave?” Marco asked. “He lives in the woods.”
“Let’s just say that pig-goat glands are used for more than just pregnancy tests,” Star answered, then shuddered.
***
Just before midnight that night, Rosa parked her car at the edge of the forest near the cult’s compound. She and Tom got out, and Rosa pulled on a black sweater that matched the black pants and shoes she had on.
"Do you still have your nose plugs?” Rosa asked.
“Yup,” Tom replied. “Already put ‘em in. You?”
“I haven’t taken them out since we went to the palace.”
Rosa took out a pair of binoculars and examined the compound.
“They don’t seem to have guards posted,” she said. “Nonetheless, I suggest we go through the side gate instead of the main one, for the sake of minimizing our visibility.”
“You’re probably right,” Tom replied. Then he looked at her quizzically. “Do all junior high school science teachers have your…skill set? I mean, analyzing samples, breaking and entering…”
“No,” Rosa replied, “I’ve only been a science teacher for the past year. Before that, I…had a government job.”
“How come you left?” Tom asked.
“I wasn’t as rules-oriented as they would have liked.”
Tom was tempted to ask more questions, but he intuited that he’d already gotten as many answers as he was going to. Besides, he had more immediate concerns.
“All right,” he said, pulling on a black overcoat. “Let’s do this.”
They approached the compound by what Rosa deemed to be the least visible route and entered through the side gate. There were few lights on at this hour—just the odd, seemingly randomly placed streetlamp—and almost no one was out and about, so it wasn’t difficult for Tom and Rosa to move around.
Close to the center of the compound, Tom and Rosa found an old-style well with a bucket on a winch, and Rosa collected a sample of the water. She also went into a couple of outhouses and took samples there, which Tom was perfectly happy not to watch her do.
While Rosa was at it, Tom noticed one building with lights on inside. As soon as Rosa emerged from the outhouse, Tom pointed it out to her.
“That building is in the center of the compound,” Tom whispered. “And it’s bigger than most of the others. I’m thinking it might be important.”
“We should investigate,” Rosa replied. “But we’ll have to be careful.”
At Rosa’s suggestion, they stealthily circled the building, noting the location of the entrances and looking for signs of people inside.
“I’m not seeing anyone by the windows,” Tom said. “If somebody’s in there, they must be in the interior of the building. Or else they just leave the lights on in this building all the time.”
“I think that’s unlikely,” Rosa replied. “These people grow their own food, and every cottage we’ve seen has a mulch container nearby. They’re probably too green to waste electricity like that.”
Pointing, she continued, “In any case, let’s take that back entrance.”
Tom nodded and followed Rosa into the building. After quietly shutting the door, they stood still and just listened for a moment. They could faintly hear voices talking. Without speaking, they slipped down the hallway, drawing closer to the source of the conversation until it was clear that they were just outside the room where it was taking place.
The wall in front of Tom and Rosa was nothing more than wooden planks set side by side and fitted together as closely as possible, without any plaster over them or sealant between them. Tom began to inspect it.
“These walls are Mewnian style,” Tom whispered. “We should be able to find a gap somewh- Ah, right here.”
He pointed to a gap between two of the boards. It was barely a centimeter wide, but that was enough for a person to look through it with one eye.
Rosa crouched down and looked through the gap. Tom stood to the side and leaned over so he could look through the gap, too.
The room on the other side of the wall looked sort of like a throne room, save that the “throne” was an E-Z-Man recliner. A woman with large glasses and a mass of black hair was sitting in the chair, speaking with a black woman with dreadlocks, whom Tom recognized from the coronation reception—Brigid, that was her name. So the woman in the chair had to be Lydia. Tom hadn’t met her, but he’d heard about her and her talking dog, who lay on a cushion next to the easy chair.
“The Pony Heads won’t be a problem,” Brigid was saying. “They’re all too sick to leave their castle; if they weren’t, we’d have seen at least some of them at the coronation. So we won’t need to worry about them.”
“What of the rest of the plan, the scheme, the design?” Lydia asked.
“The King still has three more wives to find, as you know,” Brigid replied.
“We find this frustrating, aggravating, maddening,” Lydia said. “Time is growing short. Yet this is the most essential part of our plan, and it cannot be expedited, rushed, or hurried.”
“Fortunately,” Brigid continued, “Marco and the six brides he’s found so far have been diligent about their three main tasks: practicing with their weapons, ‘getting with child,’ and finding more wives. That’s as much as we can hope for.”
Willoughby, who had been lying in a circular position with her snout on her tail, raised her head and sniffed the air a few times.
“Hey, um,” the dog said, “I don’t know if it’s important, but there are a couple of strangers right outside the room.”
“I think,” Rosa whispered to Tom, “that’s our cue to leave.”
As Willoughby turned her head to look straight at the section of wall behind which Rosa and Tom were hiding, Tom replied, “Oh yeah it is.” Then they fled.
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