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Arranged Marriage	By : ShadowProc213 Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 18985 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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That same day, at 5:15 PM...
Marco heard a horrid screeching noise coming from the nightstand beside his bed. He reached over and picked up the angry little thing that saw fit to scream at him. Despite the time, he addressed the cell phone in hand first. "Hello? Who is this?"
"Someone sent me an invitation to a wedding tomorrow." Tom taunted from the other end of the phone.
"Don't go all psychotic on us again." Marco taunted back. "Star and I didn't have any choice in the matter."
"Okay... I wanted you to be a plus-one for my sister's wedding. I don't have too many friends. What are you talking about?" Tom demanded.
"Queen Moon and King River are forcing Star and me to get married. Please don't kill me!" Marco spat out, his voice's pitch climbing progressively higher with each word.
"Wow. That sucks." Tom commented. "How's Star taking it?"
"We're... making the best of it." Marco tried to dance around it, but Tom immediately knew.
"So, you've been having premarital sex. With Star. That's fun." Tom observed.
"Right." Marco sighed. "You sense sin like pigs smell truffles."
"...And she even let you stick it in her butt?" Tom teased.
"Okay, now that's over the line!" Marco tried to defend.
"Chill, buddy. I'm the Devil. I can see all sins, at all times, and you two are... actually, you guys are kind of adorable together." Tom admitted. "Mind if I use this for my private time later?"
"I'd be kind of offended, actually," Marco told him.
"Relax, Marco. He's the king of lies. He's just gonna watch it anyway." Star interrupted.
"How long has she been eavesdropping?" Tom asked.
" the whole call," Marco answered. "Ringing phone woke us both up. She was listening in. It's what she does."
"Right. Can't see through her pure heart." Tom whined. "Can I come to the wedding?"
Marco looked over at Star, who was already nodding in furious affirmation. "Of course." He told Tom. "But I've got a question for you."
"Sure. What do you want to know?" Tom asked.
"Something that's been bugging me since--" Marco began.
"You're wondering if your two dorky friends are going to end up trapped in the underworld just because they're gay?" Tom finished for him.
Marco was shocked at how easily he had guessed that. "Why would you even-- never mind. Bugging me since yesterday. Is it still adultery if everyone involved is aware of it?"
"Yes and no, but it's not adulterous enough to be worried about," Tom assured him. "Besides, you and Star are goodie-goods cubed. You'd have to go on a whole killing spree to negate the kind of heroism that you two do. Hell is for bad people, so stop worrying about it."
"Thank's, Tom," Star said into the phone before hanging up. "What's adultery?" She asked Marco.
"Sleeping with someone you're not married to," Marco explained. "When did you set the alarm to go off?" He asked, just before the twinkle of pixies came out of Star's phone.
"Right now, I guess." Star smiled, deactivating the alarm. She tapped herself with her wand, and she was immediately perfectly clean. She tapped Marco in the same way, and he became pristine as well. "Time for us to ask out Jackie. You ready?"
"I'm ready!"
"Can we do this?"
"We can totally do this!" He yelled, more certain than ever before.
About twenty minutes later, half of an Echo Creek neighborhood lay in ruins. To be fair, this time it wasn't Star's magic that had done it. Marco held up a few empty bullet shells. "Star, could I get two greens and a white?" he asked.
"Bramble burst beam! Cherry blossom hurricane! Mewnicorn healing crystal-crush!" Star yelled; though that yell was entirely belied by her disinterested expression.
Marco loaded up one of those bullets, taking aim at Janna. "What have we learned about summoning the Great Old Ones?"
"It'll get your attention?" She joked, and Marco pulled his gun back. "Fine. I won't summon any dark and uncaring gods anymore."
"Good girl." Marco pulled the trigger, and the spray of prismatic crystals actually did heal her injuries, and a second and third shot restored the fallen wooden beams into the buildings they once were, even surrounding them with what looked like palm trees. When she got up, so did Jackie, who had been pinned beneath her.
"Wow, Diaz." Jackie complimented. "You're like a wizard, just like Star."
"Actually, Jackie." Star interrupted. "Marco is much more accurate, and way better at planning. I think it has to do with his... magic fingers." she did her little 'jazz hands' motion to keep their attention.
"That's cool, Star." Jackie shrugged. "I mean, he's your boyfriend."
"Oh, don't be silly, Marco's not my boyfriend." Star corrected.
"Then why did he send me these texts?" Janna asked, showing her phone from earlier. The top of the texts proudly proclaimed, 'Star and I are engaged! :-0, Marco' "In fact, you sent that text to nearly fifty other people."
"Oh, that. That's true, we are engaged, but he's not my boyfriend." Star explained. "In fact, we originally came here to ask if Jackie would be interested in going out with him."
"Excuse me?" Jackie snapped, offended. "What am I? His freebie?"
"No, he's been after you for years. We thought you might want to be his lover for the foreseeable future." Star explained. "It's a common practice in royal families."
"Good for him," Jackie hung her head, "And it's a nice offer, but I'm not available. I'm with Janna."
Star could practically hear Marco's heart, breaking at those words. "Marco, are you okay?" She put her hand on his shoulder.
"So, you're just not into me?" Marco asked the skater girl.
"That's not it." Jackie smiled. "You're always with Star, so every girl assumed you were with her. Then Janna asked me. I didn't think it would amount to anything, but lo and behold, here we are, almost two whole years later. If you'd asked me when we were freshmen, then maybe, but not now. Janna and I have so much history together, and--"
"We'll do it!" Janna yelled, rudely interrupting her girlfriend.
"Wait, what?" Jackie asked.
"Yeah. What?" Marco repeated.
"My beloved isn't thinking about this logically. We love each other, but there's nothing wrong with... helping our mutual dear friend, Marco." Janna explained sweetly.
"Did you hit your head when the building fell on you?" Star asked.
"Yeah, I did, but Marco fixed it." Janna smiled at them both, tapping her hat.
"Cool." Star agreed. "We'll send for you tomorrow morning. The wedding is tomorrow night. The Mewnian seamstresses will need some time to get your dresses all measured and stuff." She aimed her wand at the ground, "Rainbow vortex teleportation!" And both she and Marco were gone in a swirl of colors.
"Janna, is there something I'm missing in this plan, or do I just need to 'trust you', like the other hundred plans that have gone horribly wrong?" Jackie demanded.
"Relax, and focus on the one thing that comes with being a royal bed-warmer. More than anything else." Janna implied and was met with a vacant expression. "Come on, hon. It's obvious. Fringe benefits!" Janna pulled out her phone and displayed the photos she'd taken of Star's spell book.
"Are these all... Mewnian laws?" Jackie asked, met with a nod.
"If we're nailing Marco, then we get our own rooms in the castle, tons of servants, and just about anything else we could imagine!" Janna explained, getting excited.
"That all sounds great, but it sounds kind of like we'd be trading sex for power. Not exactly the feminist dream." Jackie sniped.
"Sure it is," Janna smirked, taking her lover's hand. "Because it'll be on our terms. We'll have real power in the royal court."
"And we won't get jealous?" Jackie asked nervously.
"Jealous? Star and Marco will be our toys." Janna plotted, a sinister smile spreading on her face, twirling Jackie's baby blue highlight around her pinkie finger. "And you and I know how to share."
As those two continued to speak and plan, Star and Marco fell straight into hell. There were spikes of obsidian, and twisted creatures made of stitched together limbs, all eyeless monstrosities, and a good part of them was ablaze.
"I think I broke my ass on the way down," Marco announced. Tom's head spun around just in time to see Star fall on Marco.
"After this morning, I bet hers hurts much worse." Tom verbally prodded before his body spun around to match the same facing as his head.
"Don't be ridiculous, Tom." Star corrected, "I know you can see the stuff we do but don't try to judge how we feel."
"You two? Pure-hearted little pair. No judgment needed." Tom admitted. "Even when you do indulge, it feels tempered. You should see some of your friends. Alfonso and Ferguson are at an all-you-can-eat gay bar. Those females that summoned dear old dad... they seem to be plotting for political gain." Tom motioned in the air, and flames created the images of the two couples as he spoke about them. "That's lust, gluttony, pride, and avarice."
"Speaking of which, we came here for an Earth tradition. The bachelor party!" Star announced eagerly.
"You want me to host Marco's bachelor party?" Tom demanded. "Why not that gay couple? They've known him longer."
"His party? No, our party!" Star smiled with her big toothy grin.
"Bachelor party is typically celebrated just by men. Hence the name." Tom explained. "It tends to involve drinking, pornography, and women of very loose morals."
"Why? What would they be doing?" Star asked.
"It's supposed to be a celebration of his last night of freedom." Tom smiled back at Marco. "You don't seem like the type to enjoy strippers, hookers, or topless waitresses. So, since you're headed to Mewni, how will you celebrate your last day on Earth?"
"Sleep with Star," Marco answered.
"Well, your dreams came late to the reality." Tom shot. "Try again, and dream big."
"I'd like two reds and two black" Marco held up four blank spell bullets.
"Sure. Anytime." Tom started filling the little copper casings with raw essence of death and destruction, while Star looked on.
"Marco, I know we're basically headed home after this, but how many of those bullets do you carry?" She asked, concerned.
"Enough. I should probably start carrying more since we're going to be living on Mewni." Marco answered vaguely as Tom handed him the four fully infused bullets. Marco loaded them each into a chamber, then fiddled with a few of the apparently superfluous switches. "Thanks, Tom." He announced as he pointed the gun at the demon, pulling the trigger and blowing him apart into a horrid mist of blood and entrails.
Star grabbed Marco by the shoulders. "What did you just do!? I thought Tom was our friend!" She shouted as the fiery bursts hit the obsidian spikes, scattering them in every direction and embedding them in surrounding demons.
Marco looked down at his gun. "Note to self: red and black flow very well together. May cause explosions."
Tom began to slowly regenerate, his blood pulling toward one another until they eventually joined back together. "I'd say she was right, Marco, but you've been holding off on your revenge for a while. Are we even?" The pile of bloody entrails asked as it tried to form the shape of a purple post-adolescent.
"Yeah, We're even. Star wanted the bachelor party to be perfect, but I think I've got a better idea." Marco sheathed the gun and started to help the most distant pieces of Tom get back to the main pile, starting with his eyes and horns. "Can you get a hotel? Like, a whole floor of a hotel? By tonight at eight?"
"One penthouse suite? You got it." Tom agreed, his hand forming just in time to give a thumbs-up.
Star pouted at Marco before teleporting the both of them. "You knew he could regenerate, right?" She asked after they landed in the Diaz living room. "I mean, otherwise, you wouldn't have shot him."
"Nope." Marco answered, "Just wanted to see if the devil went to hell when he died." Star's jaw dropped at that answer, terrified by what it meant. "Of course," He held up a speed-loader filled with white shells. "I had this just in case. It's enough healing magic to revive a small town. Or one really powerful demon." He winked at her.
Star punched Marco in the arm. "You still didn't need to shoot him, even with an insurance policy. I'm sure it really stings."
"He'll forgive me after tonight," Marco assured her.
"What makes you so certain of that?" Star demanded.
"For now, trust me. Oh, and put on your sexiest outfit." He begged, running a few fingers along her face. Star ran off to her closet, eager to once again feel Marco ravishing her body. As she ran off to do that, Marco started frantically texting as he walked up to his and Star's room. 'Did you get the list I slipped into your corpse?'
The reply came back from Tom in just a few moments. 'I've got the list. Your method of sneaking it to me really hurt! For now, distract Star. I'll get everything. Devil's honor.'
"Who are you texting out there?" Star asked. "I can hear the digital keyboard."
"Just responding to a chain text from Alfonso." Marco lied, locking the door behind him and tossing his red hoodie, phone hidden inside, into a pile of red hoodies in the corner.
"Cool." Star agreed. She had walked out wearing a long pink sheer mesh skirt with open sides, gold chain connecting the front part and back part. On her neck was a jeweled collar with a ring on the front, and attached to that ring was a chain leash complete with a pink leather handle. Her chest was almost completely uncovered, except for a little heart over each nipple. The neon pink lip gloss on her mouth, and the streaks of pink that went all the way down her floor-length hair, contrasted just enough with the purple hearts on each cheek, Marco was stunned. "What do you think? It's just a little something I tossed together."
Hunting as best he could for an answer that didn't shame her distinct lack of shame. After all, they were supposed to be more comfortable with each other, right? "You aren't wearing your horns." He said nervously.
"Yeah, I figured I wouldn't need them for a while. Need to make room for the crown, you know?" She shrugged, stepping closer to Marco. She handed him the leash that was attached to her neck. "But, I suppose you do understand that better than anyone."
"Yeah, I suppose so." Marco agreed. "And the outfit is great, but there are a few questions..."
"Shoot." Star smiled at him, putting an arm around his waist, then tearing his shirt off to reveal that delicious karate-toned body that he took so much trouble to hide out of shyness.
"Okay, why no bra, let alone anything covering your chest?"
"Because the pasties on my nipples are made of this sugar-glue stuff. I'm pretty sure that the only way to get it off is to lick it off, and I didn't want to ruin any of my bras."
"Why can't I see your underwear?"
"I'm not wearing underwear," Star answered, and after a few vacant blinks to recover, Marco asked his final question.
"Why does your hair look so different?"
"Because, when I looked at some of the pictures of girls on your computer, this one, the one of the belly dancer from an Arabian harem, had her hair like this."
"The picture of the harem girl, from Saudi Arabia? The one from the report I did about sex slavery in the Middle East for the AP Political Science class?"
"Well, yeah, but I figured you'd probably treat me a lot nicer than the guy she was stuck with." Star frowned. "For one, I'm pretty sure you'll let me go."
"Even if tried to be mean..." Marco looked down at the chain he held.
Star perked up at those words. "Show me." She said, and Marco raised an eyebrow. "I mean it, Marco. Be as mean to me as you can, and let's see how it goes." As Star displayed her toothy grin, Marco decided to yank on the leash. Star was caught off balance as the collar tore completely away from her neck. It wasn't destroyed since it was only held on by a snap. She stumbled toward him, and as she fell, he dropped the leash, sidestepping the falling girl, catching her in a ballroom dip as her mesh skirt fell to the side, exposing the 'V' of Star's soft pussy. Then Marco pulled both of them into a standing position. Once they were upright, he leaned into a chaste kiss. "That wasn't very mean..." Star stuck out her lower lip, pouting playfully.
"Of course not. If you really want to get hurt, you'll have to look elsewhere." Marco smiled. "Every sexual thing I can think of," He sneered, "Even the ones that I think treat you like an object--" Marco knelt down enough to scrape his teeth along her areola, peeling off the sugary pastie and swirling his tongue around her nipple.
Star wrapped her arms around his head, holding it to her chest. She kissed the top of his hair as he sucked on the tip of her breast. "Object? What can a good guy like you do to objectify me?"
Marco knelt down further, his knees on the floor. Grabbing Star by the hips, he spun her around; "Now lean forward."
When she leaned forward and planted her hands on a nearby wall, her butt stuck out in Marco's face. "If you're gonna stick it in my butt, it's not even weird. I mean, you're really good at--" Marco licked upward, his tongue poking inside of her ass and tasting those insides. "Okay, that was weird. And I'm going to make you do it all the time!" Star beamed.
Marco stood up from licking her rear, "Well, you make it easy, since you're so pretty and creative, and... cherry flavored?" He looked confused for a bit.
"Oh, yeah. I showered with that bottle of the stuff in the kitchen with liquid cherries in it."
"That was syrup. That's supposed to go on waffles." Marco explained.
"Are you complaining?"
"Nope," Marco admitted, tackling Star to the floor. Kissing all over her face, she actually licked around the inside of his mouth. "Cherries?"
"Mmm, cherries!" Star smiled at him.
"Let's see what else I can do to surprise you." Marco offered, leering at Star. She gave him a permissive glance, and he swept her right off her feet, literally. As Star landed on her back with a slam, Marco began pressing his thumbs into her foot, the bits of pressure from his hands sending those sensations right up into her head. Marco switched which foot he was rubbing, and looked up at his princess. He saw her barely covered crotch beneath the sheer fabric as she tossed her head back in pleasure under the ministrations of his fingertips.
As Marco continued this massage, Star used her free foot to unzip and pull down Marco's pants, her dexterous toes showing even greater skill than she ever remembered displaying. Once that foot had pulled his pants most of the way down, she used the toes on her free foot to squeeze the shaft her fiancee's member. Using those toes to stroke him, they managed to fold themselves close enough to kiss again. "How do you like my feet?"
"To be honest, I like them better when I'm massaging them, as compared to getting a... foot stroking me," Marco said nervously. Star pulled her foot away from his crotch, looking up at him with her sad eyes, clearly disappointed in her lack of skill. "Why don't you try something else," Marco suggested.
Star pulled her feet underneath herself, leaning down to place her mouth on Marco's cock. She felt the shaft hit the inside of her cheek, then slide along the inside of her mouth, down the back of her throat. Marco ran his fingers through her hair, wrapping his thumbs around to hook inside the corners of her mouth. Pulling hard, he dragged her face into a twisted smile, his thumbs still in her mouth. He bucked his hips into her throat, squirting into her throat, leaving a trail of salty semen in her mouth as he pulled out and bucked again. Repeating his prior leer at her, and seeing those tears in her eyes, he yanked her upward by the face. The two of them both flipped and rolled over completely, Star planting her knees against Marco's shoulder's and seeing his body in front of her. "Marco, are you upside down? Your head's still on, right?" She asked aloud, a little worried by some of the injuries she'd seen inflicted on monsters when she tackled them in much the same way.
"My head is fine, Star." Marco assured her, "I'm just pinned under your regal ass." He teased as he grasped those thighs of hers, lifting just enough to lick upward toward her pussy. His tongue touched the lips of her labia and realized that the taste down here wasn't like the taste that she'd covered the rest of herself in. In her vagina, she tasted a little more like lemon yogurt than she did like cherries. As Marco continued his licking at Star, so she reached down toward Marco's now-standing cock. Wrapping her fingers around it, Star began stroking in rhythm with the licking at her loins. It took just a few minutes before Star sprayed pleasure-driven juices from her pussy all over Marco's face. She let out a squeal before shuddering and collapsing to the side. "Normally, it's the man who can't get up afterward." He commented, "So far, you've managed to knock yourself out twice."
"I'm not knocked out." Star gasped a little. "I'm just not used to the way my body reacts to the things you do."
"You say that like I'm some kind of sexual genius, but I'm still just a normal guy." Marco reminded her. "You, on the other hand, I think you might have some female version of premature ejaculation."
"I'm not..." Star snorted out through her exhausted haze, then just started snoring. Marco dragged her over just a little, laying her head down on his stomach.
Same day, at 7:15PM
He woke her up with some gentle stroking of her golden hair. "Wakey, wakey, hands off snakey." He teased.
"I'm a girl, Marco. I don't have a 'snakey'." Star yawned.
"That's true, but you're grabbing mine." He pointed down to her hand on his privates, and her hand snapped away, back to her chest, realizing a little too late that there were a few drops of cum on her fingers. "Nice nap?"
"Ew..." She looked down at the strands of cum. "I don't know why, but I don't really like this stuff right now. I liked it before..." Star thought aloud. "I mean, I swallowed it."
"You were horny before." Marco reminded gently, handing her one of their towels from the nearby floor. "You were cool with some much dirtier stuff, remember?"
"Yeah." She blinked blankly. "Why were you so eager to lick my ass?" Star demanded of him, poking her fiancee's bare chest.
"You're pretty." He tickled her bare belly, and drew out a few giggles from her before Star pushed back, tickling Marco's thighs and knocking him over, right on his back. She lowered herself onto his currently-soft penis, her still-moist pussy sliding against it, getting him rapidly excited. He tickled more, and she started laughing wildly, the vibrations of her laughs resonating around his shaft. "You're even prettier when you're laughing." She rolled her hips back and forth over his cock, eagerly hoping for that sticky stuff again.
Kissing her lover deeply again, they both wrapped their arms around each other. He thrust into her again and again, and she slammed down with her hips to meet each push. As they both built up their momentum, Star's tongue slipped inside Marco's mouth, actually tasting the back of his throat before she realized exactly what was happening. She pushed away from him, and backpedaled across the floor, watching the shock on his face as that final involuntary thrust resulted in a squirt of cum into the empty air where Star had been just a moment ago.
"Star, what the hell?" Marco asked. "What's with the jumping away? And the tongue?" He pointed, and Star saw that her tongue, that had been licking the inside of Marco's mouth, was now dangling down her chest, and she felt that horrid tickle at the back of her throat... and she spat out one massive baby blue translucent elliptical egg. "What is that!?"
"That..." Star gasped for air as her tongue retracted all at once, "Is unfertilized. Without shoving it inside someone, it'll just dissolve." She stood up. "I had to get away, so I wouldn't..."
"Impregnate me with your royal spawn on reflex?" Marco smiled at her. Star managed to smile back.
"Don't worry too much. I can only generate one of those things every month." She explained. "Once it comes out, it takes twenty-eight days for a new one to manifest inside me."
Marco's eyebrow raised involuntarily. "That's the same timeline as a human woman's ovulation. Granted, if their egg gets fertilized, they keep it inside themselves, not inside their husband."
"I think I like the Mewni method better. I don't think I could stand being barefoot and pregnant for nine solid months."
"I don't even think pregnancy would slow you down, let alone keep you from your usual celebrating." Marco posited. "Speaking of celebrating, we should get cleaned up and find out where Tom is getting us a penthouse for tonight."
Getting up, the both of them pulled a pair of bathrobes from Star's wardrobe, donning the soft pink silk over their bare bodies. Star was the first to notice their apparent eagerness based on their outfits. "Should we put something on under the bathrobes? I mean, Jackie and Janna will see us naked soon enough, Alfonso and Ferguson will probably not look at all, but what about Tom and any other people he's inviting?"
"Well, I think Tom sees us every time we make love." Marco reminded, and Star looked at him in shock. "What?"
Star ran towards Marco, tackling him into a hug and the both of them tumbled through a dimensional portal, right into a darkened penthouse. The people that had gotten there before them all turned around slowly, their collective eyes now cast on the royal couple. Tom spoke up first, "Ahem..." he began.
And everyone yelled together in just a few seconds. "Congratulations on the engagement!"
Tom lifted up one hand, and an over-sized cake appeared from a gout of flames. Out of that cake, a girl about Star's size leaped out. "Did you know that this three-eyed guy has almost as many pictures of you as I do?" The scantily-clad cake-dwelling girl squealed.
Janna was the first to speak up regarding that girl. "M'lady and M'lord, we present to you, everyone's favorite stalker: Starfan13."
Star ran up and hugged Starfan, putting on a Cheshire grin. "I've still got that shrine of pictures of you... taking pictures of me!" Star yelled, and they both squealed in delight.
"Where are Alfonso and Ferguson?" Marco asked Tom as he turned the normal lights on.
"They didn't want to be here." Tom backed up as Marco glared at him. "I was completely honest about what we'd be doing, who would be here, and they said they'd rather not be here."
Marco looked around, counting the people there. "Well, there are plenty of people here. Granted, at two females to every one male, the gender ratio is a little backwards."
"Wait for it." Tom advised, and another dimensional portal opened up, this time delivering a pile of green fur and a gentle blue unicorn head. Of course, while the color blue was gentle, the unicorn herself was somewhat abrasive.
"Hey Marco! I heard the great news about you an' Star. I brought a plus one. Hope you don't mind." Princess Pony Head said.
"Of course not. There's always a spare seat for Kelly." Marco assured her. "Is Tad here?"
"Kind of," Kelly answered. "As of recently, Tad has become completely fused to my scalp," Kelly explained, tapping her head.
"Isn't that painful?" Tom asked first.
"Nope. Every plant couple does it eventually. We grow together into a single being."
"Sounds great." Tom smiled at her, taking Kelly by the hand. "Allow me," he announced, pulling her pink sweater away from her body. Kelly's incredibly long green hair was parted down the middle, unveiling her mahogany-colored flesh. "Wow. You look great."
"You think it looks great now? Try this!" Kelly ordered, leaping on top of Tom, grinding her bare body up against his.
Jackie tapped Marco on the shoulder. "You gonna get involved? It is your party, after all."
"I'm not much for getting involved," Marco smirked. As he let that smile spread across his face, Star crept up behind Jackie, right alongside Janna. The two girls reached out and groped the third girl's ass. Marco looked down at the both of them. "Were the two of you planning something special?"
"Of course!" Janna announced. "Jackie and I are gonna show Star all of the fun three girls could have... even without boys." Janna winked. Marco himself sat down on the couch, watching as his fiancee and another girl pulled the pants off of his one-time schoolyard crush. With those pants off, Jackie turned her waxed smooth pussy toward Star's mouth. "There we go." Janna encouraged, pulling the bathrobe off of Star, unveiling the porcelain flesh of the princess.
Janna thrust her tongue upward from behind Jackie's meaty thighs, and Star licked heartily away at Jackie's rapidly moistening pussy.
"You know, Earth guy," Princess Pony Head prodded Marco with her horn, "Most guys would be jealous when their girl was boning two other, very hot girls." Marco watched as all three of those girls continued with their tonguing. Jackie lifted up Star's head just enough to plant a kiss between the two blonds, their parting mouths leaving a string of saliva between them.
"So, Marco, is this about right for how messed up bachelor parties are here on Earth?" Star asked, the hearts on her cheeks glowing brightly. That glow belied her enthusiasm for all of this physical mischief. Starfan approached the other three girls, putting her arms around Star herself.
Between all of the interesting and actually creative stuff going on in this hotel suite, everyone managed to pass out from exhaustion before anything really beyond the pale happened. And as of...
5:30AM, on the day of the wedding...
Tom was tapping on Marco's head. "Dude, time to get up." He announced.
"Why are you here? Am I in hell?" Marco demanded.
"Nope." Kelly announced to him. "But I will be." She waved goodbye before both she and Tom were engulfed by fire, and they vanished.
Marco looked around, and saw all of the unconscious girls. "Pony Head, Janna, Jackie, Star, Starfan... and not one of them is awake enough to be helpful." He buried his head in his hands. "This is gonna be a bad day."
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