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Totally Sex
A Totally Spies sex parody
by Shawn Evans
Totally Spies copyright Marathon Animation

---7:44 PM Oceanside nightclub---

"The tracking device says Cumalover's here!" announced Spurnmantha, outside of the club.

"Uh oh!" exclaimed Alicks. "Look who else is here: Secret Service!"

"That's unusual." said Spurnmantha. "But let's try to get in anyway."

"Sorry, ladies. Invitation only." said the bouncer. "Ordinarily, we'd let you in, especially looking like that," commented the bouncer on Alicks & Spurnmantha's hot, undercover spy wear, "but not tonight!"

"Gerry," said Spurnmantha as she talked to her boss on her cuntpowder, "Is the President here? Could he be the target?"

"I'll check, Spurnm!" replied Gerry. "Hmmm. Neither the President...nor the Vice-President...nor even the First or Second Ladies are scheduled to be in the Miami area. It must be another family member."

"But how will we get past them?" pondered Spurnmantha.

"Leave that to me, Spurnmy!" said the confident Alicks, as she bent over and expelled a super odious odor from her nether region.

"Geezus, Alicks!" retorted Spurnmantha, waving her hand in front of her nose. "You're usually such a health nut! How is that even possible, your Ass-tounding Hyper Driver notwithstanding?"

"Three Bean Salad at lunch!" replied Alicks. "Now let's go, while they're distracted!"

So saying, Alicks and Spurnmantha rush past the choking, gagging security team and enter the nightclub.

Spurnmantha and Alicks follow the tracker into the nightclub's dance hall.

"We're right on top of her!" announced Spurnmantha, surveying the room. "But where is she?"

"The signal's coming from over here!" yelped Alicks "In this...guy's pants?" continued the puzzled Alicks, staring at the huge bulge straining against the fabric of the man's slacks.

"Hello, ladies!" said the incredibly good-looking man. "You must be Alicks and Spurnmantha. Your friend Cumalover couldn't be here and asked me to meet you!"

"Wow!" squealed Alicks, hearts shooting out of her eyes. "Cum knows how to pick 'em, that's for sure!"

"And she gave you her homing device?" queried the skeptical Spurnmantha.

"Yes," answered the extremely attractive man, "because she knew we would need to establish trust, and this would prove she trusted me. Follow me, and all your questions will be answered!"

"I'm not so sure about this, Alicks!" whispered the slightly worried Spurnmantha to her friend, as they followed the Adonis-like stranger deep into the bowels of the nightclub. "You know our indestructible homing devices are contained in our cuntpowders, and you know where those are kept!"

"So?" asked the confused Alicks.

"So," answered Spurnmantha, "Cumalover wouldn't let just anyone into that pulchritudinous pussy of hers - believe me, I know! - so how'd this guy get into her pants?"

"Oh, Spurnmy!" said the trusting Alicks "This guy seems okay! Plus, he's mega cute!"

"I know he is." said Spurnmantha. "That's why I'm worried!"

As the small group traveled through the nightclub, they passed many private rooms where people were clearly having fun. Not to mention, sex. And lots of it.

"Here we are!" said the smiling, sexy man, as he escorted Alicks and Spurnmantha into a party room filled with many guys similar in appearance to their host.

"Hi, guys!" said the obviously thrilled Alicks as the mesmerizing men swarmed her.

"Alicks!" screamed Spurnmantha. "It's a trap! Get behind me!"

As the menacing males surround the sexy duo, Spurnmantha reaches into her vagina and pulls out the I.U.D. I.E.D. - Intra-Uterine Device Improvised Explosive Device.

"Fire out of the hole!" yelled Spurnmantha, detonating the device in the midst of the dangerous dudes, throwing them into the walls and each other.

" 'Fire out of the hole', Spurnmy?" asked Alicks, as she and Spurnmantha run for it. "How'd you come up with that on such short notice?"

"Oh, uh, actually I contract out my quip-making to the other W.O.O.H.P.I.E. agents." explained Spurnmantha.

"Really?" said Alicks.

"Yep!" replied Spurnmy. "I kind of felt sorry for them. With us around, there's not much for them to do!"

"Oh yeah." commented Alicks. "I never thought of that!"

"Never mind, Alicks!" exclaimed Spurnmantha. "Just run!"

"Get them!" ordered the man who led Spurnmantha and Alicks into the trap, as his minions rise unsteadily to their feet. "The master said they must not escape!"

As Spurnmy and Alicks race through the dark halls of the cavernous nightclub, keeping one step ahead of their pursuers, they have to take care not to step on the entwined, groping partiers spilling out of the private VIP rooms.

“Wow!” said Alicks. “People sure are getting a lot of action tonight!”

“Yes,” agreed Spurnmantha, “almost too much!”

"What do you mean, Spurnm?" asked Alicks.

"Only that we better be very careful!" said Spurnmantha. "There's something strange going on!"

"The only strange thing I saw were all those dreamy guys back there who are now chasing us!" sighed Alicks. "Didn't you think they were the most, Spurnmy?"

"Actually," answered Spurnmantha. "I did. Which is a little weird."

"Huh?" said the confused Alicks.

"Never mind!" replied the terse Spurnmantha. "We're at the dance floor! We can lose those guys and...uh oh"

"Whoops!" exclaimed Alicks as she and Spurnmantha run into bouncers blocking their escape.

Acting as one precision, well-trained unit, both girls vault over the bouncers and head for the door.

But another group of security guards, obviously talking on their radios to the man who had ordered them caught, swarm the area in front of the door.

"Over here!" shouted Spurnm to her spying partner, as they dodge the guards and head to another exit.

However, that exit is blocked, also.

"Uh oh!" cried Spurnmantha. "Alicks, let's...!" said Spurn, as she wheeled around seeking another way out but realizes she and her friend are surrounded.

"Don't worry, Spurnmy!" shouted Alicks. "I know how to clear a room!"

Suddenly, Alicks bends over and lets loose with an earth-shattering blast of flatulence! The shockwave flattens half the security guards and the men who had chased them to the dance floor, opening a way out for our sexy spies.

"Time to go, Alicks!" said Spurnmantha, making a break for it.

"Right behind you, Spurnm!"

But...

"Everyone! Block the door! Do not let them escape!" yelled the man in charge.

Quickly, many of the clubgoers whose minds are in an altered state shuffle toward the nightclub's door, placing a mass of humanity between the spies and freedom.

"Huh?? Out of the way! Please!" pleaded Spurnmantha. "We have to...!"

Just as quickly, the entranced crowd turns on them and grabs them.

"No! Stop!" cried Alicks. "We don't want to hurt you!"

"No." said the cheery, handsome man. "No one's getting hurt. We just want to have fun!"

"Oh. Okay." said Alicks, compliantly, as the bouncers grabbed her and Spurnmantha and dragged them in front of the group of smiling, very good-looking guys.

"Alicks!" said the hugely concerned Spurnmantha. "What are you doing? We have to escape and find Cumalover!"

"Wha?" said the dazed Alicks. "I...I got nothing, Spurnmy! I'm all out of gas!"

"No!" despaired Spurnm.

"Don't worry, my dear!" said the happy head man. "Soon," he said, stroking Alicks' captivating backside, "soon you won't worry about anything!"

"Never!" said a defiant Spurnmantha, spotting a mop and pail on the floor nearby.

Raising her high heeled shoe, Spurnmantha drives the heel into her captor's foot, making him squeal in pain and letting her go. Spurnmantha then dives for the mop and throws it at Alicks, before the guards seize her once again.

"Alicks!" Spurnm yells. "Think faaast!" said Spurnm, drawing out the ‘a’ sound to give her friend a clue.

"Wha-oh!" said the surprised Alicks. Quickly picking up on Spurnm’s intentions, Alicks twists her body around her captor's grip so her rear end is ground zero for the incoming mop.

The mop handle enters Alicks' ass with a pop. Then Alicks, her enhanced anal sphincter holding the mop handle in a mighty grip, spins and knocks down the men holding her. She continues in this way, clearing the men behind her. Then, leaning back so she's balancing her athletic body on the mop handle, she kicks her feet at the men and clubgoers in front of her.

It appears she's going to win. Then...

"Ah, darling Alicks!" whispered the honey-sweet voice of the leader of the beautiful men, as they crowd Alicks, their every action dripping with the powerful pheromones of their progenitor. "Wouldn't you rather have something...warm and throbbing up there?"

"I...", said the befuddled Alicks, momentarily overcome with thoughts of joyous anal sex with some of the most attractive men she's ever seen in her life.

The moment is enough. Alicks is caught yet again, her rebellion over.

"I'm sorry, Spurnmy!" apologized Alicks.

"It's not your fault, Alicks!" consoled Spurnmantha. "What are you doing to her?" demanded Spurnm.

"Not just her, sweetcheeks!" announced the man. "We're doing it to everybody here! You can feel it, too, can't you?"

"N-No!" said the struggling Spurnmantha, as she tried to fight the feelings washing over her. Feelings which said - have sex with these men! All of them! Whatever they want! Feelings which were...good.

"Once we turn you and your W.O.O.H.P. friends...and the people here turn their friends..." commented the cool and collected utterly handsome dude, as he bends Alicks over so she can receive ButtMunch's mindcontrol/replicant/infection gift from his lackey, "...we will take over the world!"

"Spurnmy, I...I can't fight it anymore." said the defeated Alicks, her ass ever closer to her doom.

"I know, Alicks." admitted Spurnmantha. "I can't fight it, either." Is this it? thought Spurnmantha, her head bowed in failure. Is this how it ends? Then, one last thought: She could use these feelings...and save her friend!

Springing into action, Spurnmantha's combination of rage and desire elevate her strength and she breaks free! Diving at the man about to anally impale Alicks, she grabs his unit with one hand! But then another swollen dick approaches Alicks' back door! Spurnm quickly snatches that up with her other hand! Her only thought: Sacrifice herself and save her friend! If she has sex with them, they might leave Alicks alone and then she could escape!

But the dreamy dudes won't give Alicks up! A third man attempts to fuck the shitter of Alicks!

As Spurnmantha grapples with/fondles the two huge members, one thought races through Spurnmantha's mind: What do I do?

And the engorged cock edges closer and closer to Alicks' luscious bunghole.

There's only one thing Spurnmantha can do! She lunges in and...

Ooo! Cliffhanger!

Next:
What happens to Spurnm?
Does she go down for the cunt, er, count?
Does Cumalover rescue her & Alicks in the nick(ed) of time?
I can tell you this - someone’s going down! And it won’t be pretty!
It’s all in the big climax!
Plus more fun with...Director Thomas? The President's daugters?
And there's plenty more with our sexual spies after that!
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