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Neutron's Sexual Experimentations	By : Dickelodeon Category: +G through L > Jimmy Neutron Views: 14996 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Neutron's Sexual Experimentations
Chapter 3: Ass Rape After Class
Disclaimer: I don't own this show, or Jimmy Neutron, or Carl, or Sheen, or Ms. Fowl or any other characters from the show. Sorry for not updating in… a year lol. Sorry I do have a life outside of ruining people's childhood memories. Enjoy Jimmy's torture
Nothing was able to keep Jimmy's gigantic mind from the fears of the afternoon. He had more sexual punishment from his ancient teacher Ms. Fowl as soon as the bell rang. But even after that he knew there would be some torture at the hands of the school's obligatory bully Nick. Even Carl, undoubtedly the gayest kid in school, had nothing good to say about the sadistic acts Nick had performed on his young anus.
Whatever Ms. Fowl and Nick do to me, I can survive. I'm a genius. I've dealt with abuse my whole life. I'll solve all my problems in due time…
Of course, his thoughts raced to no solution. He would have to return to his parents' property in order to access his prized lab. And until he had the land of his own to further his studies in, he was at the mercy of his Nazi-fetishist mother and bestiality-loving father.
Ms. Fowl rambled on about ecosystems or some other junk. She discussed aquatic creatures and the different species that live on and under the water. Then a picture of a handsome mallard duck flashed on the screen.
"And here-rer we have the Ma-AHH-lard. Th-THIS bird can flo-oh-oh-oat and nah-AH-vigate the po-onds…"
Ducks. Jimmy couldn't stand ducks. His father's perverse obsession with the disgusting bird had burned several unseeable images onto the prodigy's psyche. It was bad enough having nothing but old wooden and rubber ducks for toys growing up, but overtime he saw the true nature of his dad's deviancy. One rubber duck was filled with urine. Another had fecal matter smeared on the beak. Too many times had he seen his mother using a plunger to pull a toy duck from Hugh's orifices. And to think he was only 8 when he saw the man bring home a live one-
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
The bell interrupted the traumatic stream that drowned his sanity. Kids hopped up from their desks and trampled each other to the door. Carl was about to faint from low blood sugar, and staggered out despite his curiosity of what Jimmy's second punishment would be. Sheen had long been ejected from the class for wiping his vomit on the female class members.
"Have fun in detention, DOUCHE-tron", Cindy taunted, knowing full well that was the stupidest insult her mind could've created. But she was going home, and Jimmy was going to get fucked.
"No-OW then, Jim-MEEEE", Ms. Fowl stood up and glared at the boy, "You did a Grr-GREY-ATE job of w-waking up my vuh-GYE-nuhhhhh…. noOW I need you to do my … tih-IT-tees!"
Without another word and without giving Jimmy the chance to look away, Ms. Fowl tore her blouse down and revealed the rest of her aging carcass. Behind the mess of liverspots, he made out two shriveled breasts. They resembled onions – flaky, white and topped with hairy, wrinkled nipples. And they looked hard as rocks. Neutron cringed at the possibilities of his task.
"I haven't needed a bra-AHH-ah for the last eigh-EIGHT year-errs," Ms. Fowl continued, "I waANT you to Per-err-err-PERK them UP, Jimmy. I need to fee-EEL like a… WOMAN!" she squawked. Jimmy didn't know how to respond. Both nipples pointed out in opposite directions and looked impossible to move. But as soon as he satisfied the sick old lady, he could progress to the next level of hell, and be closer to a sense of freedom. He stood up and bravely approached the teacher. Upon closer inspection, he could see the amount of tiny grey hairs that coated her upper body, and noticed the spots where the decay was especially advanced. He couldn't think about the true extent of Ms. Fowl's deterioration – his target were the rotten onion breasts.
He cupped one in each hand and grimaced at the crinkling sounds they created. It was clear neither one had been held in years. They felt the same way they looked, with flakes of dead skin sticking to Jimmy's hands and tearing off the rough surface. With a few more crackles, they started to move in the way smallish breasts appeared to move in all the porn Jimmy had watched. He rolled her right breast out and then in, and slowly it regained its flimsier form.
The left breast wasn't as fortunate. Jimmy's attempt to gyrate the mound of flesh only worked it against itself. It continued to crackle as rigid lines formed along the edge. Thinking it was a thick layer of dead skin breaking off, he kept pushing the boob to the side. Then it happened. Ms. Fowl's left tit let out a sharp crack and disconnected from her chest!
"WAHHH!" Jimmy shrieked as he tried to grasp the situation. In his hand was a dried up breast; inside it was filled with small, shriveled glands and damp, mushy adipose. She barely bled; in the boob's place was a thick layer of coagulated blood, the nerves and blood vessels that served the blob having rotted into disuse ages ago.
"Argh-WAHH-ahhh," Ms. Fowl screeched her typical noises, only there was an element Jimmy didn't recognize. He couldn't tell if it was agony…or ecstasy…
He was so busy studying the broken left boob that he didn't see what was happening to her right one. Though it was softer now, it still stretched and twisted in an odd way. Then, he noticed similar cracks in this other one, and immediately let go. As he did, the sticky skin clung to his hand and stretched the rubbery flesh. A hole tore through one of the crevases, and he could only watch as her left breast slowly deflated. A fart-like noise escaped the airhole until the boob resembled an empty grey plastic shopping bag.
"Raw-ARR-Aghhhh" the teacher moaned. Again jimmy was at a loss of what to do. Ms. Fowl seemed to fall into her chair, her bony hands going straight under her skirt. Almost oblivious to the destruction of her breasts, she began to masturbate. Jimmy was horrified, fearing that any second the old lady would crumble apart further. He backed away slowly and fled the classroom, leaving his teacher to pleasure her severely underused lady parts.
Jimmy bolted down the hall, too stupefied to call for help or radio his dog Goddard. He ran as if his life depended on it, not knowing what his bizarre hometown would hurl at him next. And as soon as he slammed through the door, he received his answer from a voice in the bushes. Jimmy froze and spun around, and froze again. He recognized the squeaky, puberty-stricken voice. Nick.
"I've been waiting for you, FAG-tron", Nick declared, proud of his pun. He lumbered out of the bushes and moved in on Jimmy. On his left and right were two of the bigger kids that followed Nick around in hopes of getting their dicks sucked. Jimmy backed away as slowly as possible. His incredible mind knew he could outrun these older children if he really tried, or could plan an escape with the gadgets and knowledge at his disposal…but alas, fear melted his thoughts to mush, and the only command his brain managed to send was to his butt, to clamp tight to hold in excrement and to keep his rectum guarded.
"Look, nick, I didn't mean to hit you- in your… in your-"
"in my DICK?!" Nick evilly finished Jimmy's stammering thought as he undid his belt. As he had done in the locker rooms multiple times, he lowered his clothes enough to whip out a whopping 4-inch dong, twice the size Jimmy had ever hoped for his to be. "Don't worry, Neutron…I kinda liked it. And I'd like to return the favor…"
Jimmy made a last ditch effort to turn and flee, but Nick's goons were already grabbing at his limbs and knocking him to the ground. He continued to yell for mercy, but Nick would not let the boy genius escape what he deserved. And he deserved an ass fucking.
"Relax, nerd-dong. If you lay back and do it right, it'll only hurt A LOT!" he sneered. Grabbing Jimmy's jeans, he tugged and dragged the boy through the dirt and began a perverse game of tug-of-war with his cronies. At last he collapsed in the mud, minus his pants and atom-patterned boxers. Looking over his shoulder, he only wished that these pants would spring to life and rescue him from mortal rapage like they did in the pilot. But he had no such luck. His fate was in progress.
First, Nick picked up Jimmy's pants and whipped his buttocks. He slapped mud and dirt all over the boy amidst his muffled screams. Luckily, Nick didn't notice the backpack full of gadgets and remotes that could easily be used as dildos in his diabolical bullying. But that only led Nick to move right to the dicking.
"Let's see how gay you really are, Nerd-tron!" He lowered his dick and rammed it up Jimmy's anus.
"OH BRAIN FUCK!" exclaimed Jimmy. Never before had something so big and pulsating been in his poop shooter, and he didn't know how long he'd be able to stay conscious during the ordeal. Nick thrust in and out, and in terror Jimmy's bowels lurched all over his rapist's penis. Crap spewed from his ass and sprayed Nick's clothes. The two boys who held Jimmy down with one hand each - as their other was in their pants – stumbled backwards in shock.
"Oh god, you fucking retard!" Nick squealed as he removed his member from Jimmy. Disgusted, he began to kick the child for crapping on him. The other morons joined in, and despite being bludgeoned left and right, Jimmy found some inner peace. His stretched rectum was in a relaxed state he had never felt. He sighed in relief and decided to wait out the remainder of his beating. His natural instincts cut the worst short, and it would all be over soon.
"Nobody shits on me unless I give them permission! You thought you had it in for smacking my junk?! You're gonna regret that dump for the rest of your life!"
Jimmy was yanked from his personal heaven and was once again on his way to another level of misery. The other two boys lifted up his arms and began to drag him off the school premises. Looking down and back he witnessed Nick followed closely behind. His clothes were caked in mud and expelled excrement, and his eyes were full of pure hate.
As he was dragged across the street, Jimmy's mind once again raced. What the hell could Nick do to top what had been the worst minute of his life? Where were these kids taking him? Would he live to even reach home? These were all questions he had no immediate answer to.
But soon he would.
To be continued…
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