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There's a Bad Bloom On the Rise	By : jackrabbit Category: +S through Z > W.I.T.C.H. Views: 6167 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 15 --- Farewell, My Nasty

Three hours and several cum shots later, the anchor energy had dropped considerably, but there was a lot remaining. And another issue was making itself known.
“The power shunt is showing signs of stress,” Timmy reported. “According to the diagnostics, the conduit is deteriorating. Eventually it will fail and Dark Bloom will be able to use the Shadowfire again.” He shook his head morosely. “This thing wasn’t exactly designed. We had to throw it together in a hell of a hurry and there was no way to test. We had to guess at the tolerances, and it looks like we may have underestimated the power that would be going through it.”
“How long will it last?” Faragonda asked, a concerned look on her face.
“I don’t know. I’m estimating it will crap out just before dawn. At our original rate of draining the anchor that would be just enough to get rid of Dark Bloom, but we have slowed down some. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m having more trouble getting it up now.”
“We’re all having that problem,” Faragonda acknowledged. “That’s why I’ve been concentrating on making Dark Bloom cum a few times. She can contribute to her own departure. But eventually she won’t be able to get it up either, especially since she doesn’t want to in the first place.”
Bloom sighed. “Maybe we’ll have to try the maxidong gag after all. It may not drain her completely like it did Dark Flora, but maybe it will be enough that we can finish her off the regular way.”
“The regular way?” Irma echoed. “What is regular about any of this?”
A while later Bloom went over to the rape station and sat on the grass in front of her evil counterpart. Taking a deep breath, she removed the gag. To her surprise, Dark Bloom didn’t start a tirade, just looked at her irritably. “What the fuck do you want?” She was obviously annoyed because Faragonda had given her another hardon and was working to make her fire another load. As the senior fairy played with Dark Bloom, Stella fucked her ass and handled her dick.
“We never talk any more,” Bloom said. “What do you hope to accomplish, anyway? I guess raping and hurting people is fun for you, but won’t it get boring after a while?”
The Dark Drop looked at her sardonically. “Are you a retard? You know fucking well that I need the rapes to hold onto reality. They’re fun, but not a calling. As far as what I will do after I have a good enough grip on existence, what are you, a guidance counselor? I’m not going to tell you my plans. All I will say is that you won’t like them. They aren’t ‘nice’.”
Bloom was startled to feel hands on her back, then their owner reached around to squeeze her tits. Taranee laid her head in Bloom’s lap, licking the head of the fairy’s dick.
Stoking the Guardian’s hair and fondling her dick with the other hand, Bloom returned her attention to the Dark Drop. “You don’t like ‘nice’, do you?”
“Whatever gave you that idea? You really are a moron, aren’t you? All that sugar and spice rotted your brain. I’m ashamed to be a copy of you. I consider myself to be added value to a useless piece of shit like you.”
Considering the source of the insults, Bloom didn’t really feel anger, but she pretended to. “You know, you really aren’t in a position to insult people. You should watch your fucking mouth.”
Dark Bloom sneered. “What are ya gonna do? Pretend to rape me with a maxidong?”
Bloom’s jaw dropped. “Huh?” Faragonda and Taranee looked startled as well.
The evil fairy laughed nastily. “That trick won’t work with me. I saw the whole thing last night.”
Bloom was stunned. “What? You were there? On that hotel roof when we were raping Dark Flora?”
“Not the whole time. I was kinda busy last night, ya know. But I came along just in time to watch your little charade. It was entertaining. I wished I had some popcorn.”
“But how could you watch without us noticing?”
“I was on top of the cabana. The Shadowfire is pretty good for hiding in plain sight, at least at night.” A moan escaped her lips and she looked at Faragonda in annoyance, then returned her attention to Bloom. “Anyway, your trick won’t work again. If you grow a maxidong, you’ll have to really use it.”
There was no point in talking further, so Bloom and Taranee played with each other and watched Faragonda wrench another load of cum out of the Dark Drop, getting at least a little satisfaction to counteract the disappointing encounter.
Then they took their blanket and moved elsewhere. Bloom laid on her back while Taranee fucked her ass and jerked her off. “I’m glad we can just do each other for right now,” the Guardian said. “You were my first fairy and it was also the first time I had done it with a dong. You made me cum so hard that I lost my glasses and we had to hunt for them.”
“I remember,” Bloom said softly, touching Taranee’s face. “That first orgy was outdoors too.”
The sex went on for the rest of the night. Dark Bloom’s face was annointed with load after load of cum, but she retained her distainful air, knowing that both time and cum were running out. She kept trying to exercise the Shadowfire. The revelation about the faltering shunt had been out of her hearing, but she suspected that continuous use of her power was hard on it.
Finally, as the sky started getting lighter, Faragonda called another conference. “Where do we stand?”
Tecna sighed. “The good news is that the anchor energy is almost gone. It will take more than one cum shot, but two would be sufficient. More like one and a half. A particularly humiliating one would do it.”
“And the bad news?”
“You already know the first part. None of us can get it up and Dark Bloom is running on empty too. Even you can’t get her hard any more. The worse part is that the shunt lifetime is probably about twenty minutes. In the state we’re all in, it would take that long to cum even if we could get a hardon.”
“Damn it!” Will cried. “What the fuck are we gonna do?”
“I hate to say this,” Faragonda said, “but we’re going to have to make this last one count, no matter what. If somebody can manage to get it up one last time, the rest of us will have to do something to increase the humilation factor. For instance, piss on her.”
“Oh, gross!”
“I know. But it’s that or fail and turn her loose on the city again.”
The group looked at each other unhappily. Then Will grimaced. “If we have to, we have to. But somebody needs to get it up first. Even the pissing doesn’t do anything without a cumshot.”
Everyone, fairies, Guardians, guys, and Elyon, made a tremendous effort to get a hardon. They stimulated each other, fantasized, did everything possible to sexually excite themselves. After lack of results, Flora and Musa went back to pussies to see if that would help to excite anyone else. But every dong in the group stayed limp no matter what.
Irma shook her dick in disgust. “Not even Aphrodite herself could resuscitate this damn thing.”
And the clock was still ticking, now only about ten minutes to estimated shunt failure.
They could hear Dark Bloom chuckling nastily, confident that she had beaten them. And it appeared she had. If they didn’t do something right away, she would be breaking loose in a few minutes and the whole debacle would start all over again.
The fairies looked at the Guardians. The Guardians looked at the fairies. The guys looked at both. The clock continued ticking.
Will hung her head. “We lost. The city is fucked.”
Caleb shook his head. “Not yet.” He put his fingers to his lips and produced a piercing whistle.
Everyone looked at him in bewilderment. Then they heard a noise coming from the trees. Someone was running through the underbrush, coming toward them. No, it wasn’t a someone, from the sounds it was too small to be a human and it appeared to be running on all fours.
Corny looked at Caleb. “Since when do you have a dog?”
“I’ve got something better for getting rid of evil fairies.”
Will realized what it was just as it burst into the clearing.
“Blunk here! Where sparkly girls? Blunk fuck?”
Caleb pointed at Dark Bloom. “Yes, Blunk fuck. Take this sparkly girl. She can’t even get away from you.”
Dark Bloom looked at Blunk in horror. “What the fuck is that?”
With a squeal of glee, Blunk pounced on the Dark Fairy. “Blunk be gentle!”
“You don’t have to,” Caleb said as everyone turned away, not wanting to watch this.
“What in the fuck is that smell?” Dark Bloom cried out. “I can’t breathe. Get this thing off me. It’s slobbering on my back. Oh, I’m gonna hurl!”
Will couldn’t bear to watch, but from the sound effects it appeared that the evil fairy had indeed thrown up. She almost felt like doing it herself just listening. Well, Corny had always referred to Blunk as a barf-toad. Tonight it was literal.
“Anchor!” Faragonda snapped.
Tecna checked the anchor energy detector, pointing it so that she could see the readout without looking at what it was recording. “Dropping fast!”
“Shunt!”
“Also dropping fast!” Timmy responded. “She’s trying to use the Shadowfire at full power to fry the little troll! The shunt is about to fail and let her. It’s going to be close as hell.”
“Call out the numbers.”
“Go, Blunk, go!” Irma yelled. The others joined in. Not only did it encourage Blunk, but it helped drown out the slobbering and retching sounds coming from the rape station.
Geez, Irma thought. I never would have thought I’d be part of a pep rally for a little green stink monkey fucking the shit out of an evil fairy. I sure hope I don’t have to write a ‘how I spent my summer vacation’ essay when I go back to school this fall.
Will started a new chant. “Astral drop! Astral drop!” The others switched to that from the Blunk cheer. If the anchor energy did hit zero, they had to be ready. There might only be a window of a second or two.
Tecna reported. “Estimate 20 seconds of anchor.”
Timmy responded. “Same for shunt. Too close to call.”
Everyone continued the astral drop chant, Will gradually speeding them up in case the window was even less than a second. Assuming they got a window at all. They were saying the drop banishment phrase so fast now that it was almost a jabber.
“Ten seconds.”
“Five seconds.”
Will repeated the phrase like an automation. The sounds from the rape station indicated that Blunk was still humping and Dark Bloom was still unhappy about it.
“Blunk cumming!”
“Zero!” Tecna and Timmy yelled pretty much simultaneously.
Will was chanting so feverishly that she hardly noticed that they had reached the moment of truth. Then she realized that she had not been whacked by the Shadowfire and gradually wound down. The others came to a ragged halt as well.
Irma looked at the rape station. Blunk was there, an astonished look on his face. Dark Bloom was not. “Sparkly girl, then no sparkly girl!”
Irma weakly sunk to her knees. “Fuck me. Who’da thought that Heatherfield would be saved by Blunk?”
THE END
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