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Danville, We Have a Problem	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 17199 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I received no payment for writing this story. Also, I do not own Phineas and Ferb or its characters. Perhaps that's best, for the kids' sake.

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Chapter 6: Deny All Knowledge
Perry the Platypus looked around warily, then casually trotted over to the vegetable patch in the back yard. He sidled over to what appeared to be a ripe watermelon, then tapped it twice with his index finger. The watermelon opened lengthwise to reveal a small seat inside. Perry climbed in, the watermelon closed up again, and a hole opened up in the ground beneath it. The melon-pod slide down a tube and hit the floor of Perry’s lair, springing open and neatly lofting Perry into his chair. The giant monitor above Perry switched on.
“Oh, uh, good afternoon, Agent P,” said Major Monogram. “I wasn’t expecting you, seeing as you’ve already foiled Dr. Doofenshmirtz’s plan for the day. Carl and I were just finishing up some, ah, paperwork.”
A paper airplane flew by Monogram’s head. From offscreen, Carl shouted, “Hah, forty-three feet! That beats your record!”
“Weighting the nose with a paperclip is cheating, Carl!” the Major retorted.
“Well,” said Monogram, turning back to Perry, “I suppose you’re here about the situation with your host family. I’m sorry, Agent P, but as you know, we have no budget for space travel.”
“Sir,” said Carl, “what about my idea?”
“Hmm. I suppose it’s better than nothing,” Monogram said. “But the agency would have to deny all knowledge of it. Carl, go ahead and explain it.”
Perry listened, nodding. Then he saluted the Major and blasted off in his hover-chair.
***
Katie and Milly, floating free in the cargo bay, had stuffed their clothes into an empty locker and were now engaged in slow, sensuous, mutual oral sex. Milly was sucking gently but continuously on Katie's engorged clit, while Katie ran her tongue up and down between the folds of Milly’s bare, bald slit. Both girls made soft sounds of pleasure as they explored the physical side of their sapphic relationship as never before.
Despite being not thirty feet from the pint-sized lesbian lovers, Candace and Jeremy were completely oblivious to them. Candace's eyes were tightly closed, and her hands gripped Jeremy's ass as she helped him thrust into her again and again.
"Jeremy," she moaned, "it's so perfect..."
"Uh...huh...," he agreed, gripping the wall straps for leverage as he pushed himself into her. "I...love...fucking...you..."
"I love being...full of you...," she whimpered. "So nice...so nice..."
Jeremy didn't speed up or slow down; he just kept the same pace, feeling Candace's naked body against his, feeling the tight warmth inside her. The condom dulled the sensation just enough for him to stay in control and not reach orgasm too soon. He wanted to make this last, to make Candace's pleasure last.
Milly, increasingly horny from the tongue-work Katie was ably performing on her slit, worked the tip of her own tongue into Katie's entrance and began bobbing her head. Katie groaned and spread her legs wider, loving the sensation of being tongue-fucked by her lover.
Candace pulled at Jeremy harder, wanting more, wanting him deep inside.
“Harder…” she whined. “Need more…Need YOU…”
Jeremy sped up slightly, pulling harder on the straps to force himself more powerfully into Candace’s body.
“It’s all…so strange…,” he gasped, “but feels…so RIGHT…Wanna…do this…forever…”
“Not…forever…” Candace corrected. “Need to…COME…”
She pulled at him harder, pulling him into her fast and deep, grunting with the effort. Jeremy relented and fucked harder, pounding the redhead’s pink cunt.
“Yes!” she gasped. “Fuck me! Fuck your Candace! Fuck her hard so she knows you love her!”
“I do…love you…Candace…,” Jeremy grunted, now pumping her as hard as he could. “Now…take…it…ALL!”
He thrust all the way into her and came and she pulled him hard against her body and gripped his ass and yelled high and loud as she came right along with him. Even the two sixty-nining Fireside Girls stopped what they were doing to look at the two teenagers as they screamed their passion into the recirculated air, the sound reverberating off the walls of the cargo bay.
Milly looked at Katie and said, “Make ME do that.”
****
On the LoveSat, the five stranded couples had been going at it for nearly three hours. Buford and Adyson were clearly exhausted, panting and sweating like beasts, but they refused to quit—grunting and snarling in low, hoarse voices, they continued to fuck doggystyle as they floated near one of the outer bulkheads of the station. Django and Holly, similarly worn out, had ceased fucking and switched to a slow sixty-nine. Ferb and Gretchen, who had paced themselves better, were gently humping away near the station's transparent "floor," and Baljeet and Ginger were having their fourth round of deep, intimate anal sex up by the "ceiling." No one seemed to want to stop, preferring to run a sexual marathon rather than think about how much danger they were in.
Phineas and Isabella were front-to-front, their heads next to each other. They fucked slowly, almost casually, eyes open and looking around at the others. Finally understanding why Phineas so often did this while they had sex, Isabella had decided to try it herself. In doing so, she found that not only could she see the beauty in all of these diverse relationships, but she had a voyeuristic side she had never fully discovered until now.
“This is amazing,” Isabella whispered. “It’s like some of them are making love, and some are having sex, and some are just…fucking.” Her soprano voice dripped with arousal.
“Exactly,” Phineas whispered back. “It’s…inspiring.”
Almost unconsciously, they began to work their bodies a little harder against each other.
“I look at them,” Isabella went on, “and I just...I want to do everything. I want to make love like Gretchen and Ferb. I want to be intimate like Ginger and Baljeet. I want to fuck like Django and Holly. And I want to rut and mate and breed like Adyson and Buford. There’s so much to try, and learn, and explore, and I want to do it all with you.”
“An adventure,” breathed Phineas, pumping harder. “And it’s…going to be…awesome.”
“I’m going to be…your girlfriend,” Isabella gasped, thrusting her hips back at him, “and your lover…and your sweetheart…and your whore…”
“And I’m…going to…kiss you…and lick you all over…and fuck you…in every hole…and love you…every way…you want…”
“Oh, Phineas!” Isabella cried, her voice rising to a pitch few other human beings could reach. “Fuck me hard and deep and forever and OH GOOOODDDDD!”
She dug her fingers into his back as she threw her head back, still screaming, and Phineas gripped her body hard as the sudden extra-tightness of her around his cock made him come, too.
After several seconds of heavy breathing, the two loosened their grip on each other, and Phineas glanced over at the clock on the main console. Then he looked over at his brother, who had just reached something like his fifth climax with Gretchen.
“Ferb,” said Phineas as he and Isabella slipped into their jumpsuits, “it’s about that time.”
“Katie, Milly, and Irving didn’t show up,” Gretchen said glumly, pulling on her jumpsuit and handing Ferb his. He took it, then the corner of his mouth twitched.
“I know,” Gretchen said. “You can handle the repair on your own. But I’d like it better if you didn’t have to.”
“I’ll get on the console to monitor you,” Phineas said to Ferb. “I guess you’d better suit u-“
“Phineas!” a voice barked from the monitor. Phineas turned around to see Candace’s face on the screen.
“Candace?” the boy said with disbelief. “How are you reaching us? Our long-range antenna is-“
“I’m not at long range! I’m parked next to you!”
Phineas couldn’t see anything out the big floor-window, so he moved to a side panel that had a porthole. Indeed, not far off was an approaching space shuttle.
“Candace, you came to rescue us!” Phineas shouted joyfully.
Stacy’s head appeared next to Candace’s on the screen. “Good to see you guys! Ginger, everybody, are you all oka-AAAAH!” Stacy shrieked as she saw her little sister in the background, floating in the zero-G and smiling dreamily as Baljeet pumped her ass from behind.
“I hate outer space,” the teen said, covering her eyes.
END CHAPTER 6
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