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Smooshed, or, The Nine Wives of Marco Diaz	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 15416 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 7: Bearer of Bad News
Star leaped to her feet and, looking agog at Kelly, shouted over the noise of the crowd, “What are you doing here!?”
“How did you get here?” Marco asked, also standing up.
“What they said!” Jackie added, pointing at Star and Marco.
“Come on!” Kelly said, gesturing for the group to follow her.
Kelly led Star, Marco, Jackie, Janna, and Arms out the front door of the club. As soon as they all were free of the crowd, Star grabbed Kelly and shouted “Hugs!” Then Marco hugged Kelly, too, albeit more quietly.
“Listen,” Kelly said when the embraces were finished, “you guys are in big trouble. Your whole dimension is in big trouble.”
“Hah!” Star said, turning to Marco. “You owe me six hundred dollars.”
“Only if there’s going to be an invasion by ‘The Possessed,’” Marco replied, making air quotes.
“What?” Kelly exclaimed. “How do you already know about the Possessed?”
“The Oracle told us,” Star replied.
Still looking at Kelly, Star cleared her throat audibly and held out her hand to the frowning Marco. He sullenly counted six hundred-dollar bills from his Prussian-blue wallet and slapped them into Star’s palm.
“The Possessed have totally taken over my dimension,” Kelly said. “They brainwashed everybody. I only got out because they’re testing some kind of interdimensional transport gizmo that they want to use to invade-” she looked around “-what do you call this dimension?”
“Mewth,” said Marco.
“Earni,” said Star.
“Susan,” Janna added. Having brought her sparkling lemonade outside with her, she blew bubbles in it through her straw.
Arms pointed to the club doors, where kids were emerging to see what was going on, and said, “We should have this conversation somewhere less public.”
“She’s right,” Kelly answered. “The Possessed probably have spies here already.”
“Then let’s go to the palace,” Jackie said.
She raised an arm to get the attention of Eddie, who left his parking spot down the street and pulled the limo up to the curb. Once the group was in the car, he raised the glass partition to let the kids talk privately as he started toward the palace.
“Kelly,” Star said, “we have a plan for dealing with the invasion. And now that you’re here, you can be part of it!”
“Star,” Marco said, “Kelly’s been in this dimension for like five minutes—maybe literally. How about we don’t just dive right into…everything?”
“It’s okay,” Kelly replied. “I want to help.” She exhaled and looked at the floor of the limo as she added, “I need to help. It’s…bad, in Woolandia. I don’t want your dimension to end up the same way.”
“Well,” Star said, “the Oracle, who knows the future, said that King Marco and his nine queens are the only ones who can stop the invasion, and that to make that happen, the queens all have to get preggers by Marco. We’ve got four queens so far, and we’re all doing our best to get knocked up.”
Jackie, Janna, and Arms giggled like schoolgirls in an anime, and Star couldn’t help but do the same. Then Star asked, “So, you wanna be Queen Number Five?”
“I…” Kelly began. “Wow, I, um, I mean, I wasn’t expecting-”
Quickly, Marco cut in, “You don’t have to answer right now. We’ve got a lot to talk about before-”
“No!” Kelly interjected. “I mean, yes! I, I want to be one of your wives.” She looked at Marco a bit shyly as she added, “I mean, if it’ll help.”
“Oh, it’ll help big time,” Star said. “And you’re gonna love all the perks.”
Kelly seemed to take a moment to think about that. Then she moved from her seat onto Marco’s lap.
“You know,” Marco said, putting his arms around her midsection while trying to keep his face out of her great thatch of green hair, “nice as this is, you really ought to keep your seatbelt-”
“Don’t worry, Marco,” Janna interrupted. “Eddie says the limo’s loaded with airbags.” Her smirk at Marco indicated that this was somehow a veiled insult, but Marco wasn’t exactly sure how.
“Besides,” said Star, “it’s nice to see that Kelly’s eager to get started.”
“Yeah, I think I am,” Kelly replied, then wriggled her shorts-clad bottom in Marco’s lap. Polo began to sit up and take notice.
She’s going through the same sad-to-happy, zero-to-horny change the other girls did, Marco thought. But even faster. Is it because she’s a Woolette, and not a human or a Mewman? Or is there some other reason?
Marco might have given this subject more thought, but Kelly switched from wriggling to grinding, working her ass against the increasingly hard cock inside Marco’s skinny jeans. The other girls watched with interest.
By the time the limo reached the Sunrise Highrise Apartments parking garage, Marco felt like someone had dropped a rail spike down the front of his jockeys. So he was happy to take the lead in getting out of the car, with Kelly’s hand in his.
***
Moments later, Marco and Kelly were in the royal bedroom, standing just inside the closed door. They had started with a few brief, delicate kisses, but now they were full-on making out. As they did so, Marco felt a rush of rapidly shifting emotions: anxiety when, as he reached up to run his hand through Kelly’s copious green hair, he suddenly feared that Chad might be in there; relief when he remembered that Chad was still in his own dimension; and guilt when he remembered why. He broke off the kiss and looked at her face.
“Kelly,” he said, “I’m really sorry that-”
“Don’t,” Kelly interrupted. “We can talk about all that later. Right now, I just want to be with you.”
She squeezed his hand and went on, “Remember when we were breakup buddies? We were both confused and hurting and not sure what we really wanted. But in that moment, we made each other feel better. We reminded each other that whatever else might be going on, there was at least one person who cared about us, and who didn’t need more than we could give.”
“Yeah,” Marco replied softly. “We really did.”
“That’s all I need right now. I just need you to be the only thing in my head.” She blushed. “And, you know, other places.”
Marco smiled at her with his whole self as he replied, “I’d be happy to be that.”
They kissed again, and then Marco pulled her close and just held her for a moment, putting his face in her hair and inhaling deeply.
“I really missed you, you know that?” he murmured. “Everything else aside…you’re a great friend.”
Her hold on him tightened. “I missed you, too.”
Then she let go of him, took one step back, and gave him a sly smile as she said, “Now, how ‘bout we get these clothes off? ‘Cause I’ll be honest—I’ve always kinda wanted to know what Marco Diaz looks like naked.”
“Wow,” Marco replied. “Because I’ve always kind of wondered the same thing about you.” He pointed to her mass of green hair and added, “Especially since you’ve got more, you know, layers.” Kelly chuckled.
Marco pulled off his red hoodie, then his T-shirt. Kelly smiled at the sight of his bare torso; then she pulled her green-and-white striped top up and off. She wore no bra because her chest was very nearly flat, but Marco still appreciated the sight of so much of her rosy-tan skin and her nut-brown nipples.
“Marco,” Kelly said as she put her hands on the waistband of her black shorts, “there’s something I want to tell you before we go on.”
Marco, who had been unbuttoning his jeans, paused and said, “Um, okay.”
“I’ve learned a couple of things about myself since the last time we saw each other,” Kelly said. “And one of those things…”
She pushed down her shorts and the green-and-white-striped panties underneath, then turned around and bent forward, resting her forearms on the foot of the bed and giving Marco a very good look at her perfectly toned, tan-skinned, rosy-cheeked ass.
“…is that I like to get spanked.”
Marco’s eyes widened a bit. “Really?”
“Uh-huh. Before you do anything else with me, you’ve got to punish me. Because I’m a bad, bad girl.”
Marco couldn’t help but notice that Kelly had the cutest ass he’d seen so far—and that really meant something. And then there was her inviting little pussy, which was adorably crowned with a poof of green hair.
“Well,” he said, increasingly interested in Kelly’s proposal, “if that’s what you really want…”
“Oh, heck yeah,” Kelly replied. “Put a dozen red handprints on my ass, and I’ll let you fuck a baby into me.”
Marco couldn’t say no to an invitation like that. He drew his open hand back, then smacked it against one of Kelly’s dusky asscheeks.
“Harder,” Kelly said, her voice huskier now. “If you don’t see red on my ass, it doesn’t count.”
He smacked her ass again, the sound now more of a crack than a mere smack. Kelly moaned.
“Yeah, that’s it. Again.”
Marco had to admit that there was something exciting about seeing the red imprint of his own hand on Kelly’s ass—as though he’d branded her as his. He hit her again.
“Oh fuck yes, keep going,” Kelly moaned.
He slapped her bare ass again and again, until both her bottom-cheeks were practically glowing red—which, Marco had to admit to himself, was strangely sexy. And between her tan thighs, Kelly’s green-tufted pussy was now shiny-wet.
The cute Woolette turned her head to look back at Marco. She was breathing heavily, and her face was nearly as red as her ass.
Widening her stance, Kelly panted, “Don’t just spank my ass. Spank my pussy, too. Make it hurt.”
Marco extended his hand again, but this time, he swung his arm underhand, so that his palm came up fast between Kelly’s legs and landed with a wet smack on her pussy. Kelly moaned loudly.
“Oh yes, just like that,” she gasped. “Punish my pussy, Marco.”
He smacked her cunt again and again, and Kelly let out a wail of pleasure with every hit. This, Marco thought, was the weirdest thing he’d done yet since his polygamous sex-venture began. And that included getting it on with a four-armed princess.
But Kelly obviously loved it, so Marco shifted his aim a little to make sure that every slap struck Kelly’s clit as well as the rest of her pussy. The girl moaned louder.
“Oh, yes, Marco,” she panted. “This is so good…”
***
Meanwhile, Star, Jackie, Janna, and Arms had adjourned to one of the castle’s many parlors, this one just next door to the master bedroom. Wigburn had brought them all beverages and then vanished as usual.
Janna, who was sitting next to Star on the sofa, said, “Much as I’m digging the Mewnian-style furnishings, this parlor could use a TV. What are we supposed to do while Marco and the new bride are getting it on?”
“Hey,” Star said, “just because we’re letting those two do their own thing in the bedroom doesn’t mean we can’t make our own fun out here.”
Arms got up from her easy chair, moved around behind Jackie’s, and began slowly moving her four hands around on the blonde human’s shoulders, upper arms, and the sides of her breasts as Arms replied, “I’m pretty sure the four of us can make all the fun we need.”
“Works for me,” Jackie replied. “Looks like this might be our new tradition.”
Janna got on Star’s lap, straddling her. Then she shifted close, such that Star could feel Janna’s mons against her stomach. Star pulled Janna’s face to hers and kissed her, then moved one hand down under the back of Janna’s skirt to squeeze her ass, deliberately placing her fingertips teasingly close to Janna’s little rear hole. Janna moaned into Star’s mouth.
“You know,” Jackie said to Arms with a little smile, “I really like what you can do with those hands.”
Glancing down at Jackie’s chest, Arms smiled back and said, “And I like what you’ve got for me to put my hands on.”
Jackie raised her arms and let her fellow bride-to-be pull her fitted T-shirt—newly altered by the royal seamstress to accommodate Jackie’s growing bosom—up and off. The shirt was still passing over Jackie’s head when Arms’ other two hands reached around her and unfastened her bra. Thus, both shirt and bra landed on the coffee table at the same time.
“Wow,” Arms said, looking at Jackie’s bare chest. “Have they actually gotten bigger just since this morning?”
“I think they have, yeah,” Jackie replied. “That bra fit me fine when I put it on, but when you took it off me just now, it was a little tight.”
Arms put all four hands on Jackie’s breasts, gently squeezing them as she said, “I can’t wait to see how big they’re going to get.”
Jackie blushed. “Me neither. Before the Smoosh, and before I became a queen-to-be, I just hoped that they would eventually be, you know, an adult size. But now, I just keep fantasizing that they’re going to get bigger, and bigger, and bigger.”
With two of her hands, Arms squeezed Jackie’s breasts so as to make her nipples push forward. Then Arms used the fingers of her other two hands to toy with those nipples.
“I think that’s my fantasy now, too,” Arms said.
***
Marco finally stopped spanking Kelly’s pussy, not least because the palm of his hand was getting a bit red and sore. He could only imagine what Kelly’s little puss, now a dark pink from the spanking, must feel like.
Kelly straightened up and turned around to face him. Then she wrapped her arms around him and held him close as she put her lips to his ear.
“Thank you for hurting my pussy, Daddy,” she murmured.
“Um, you’re, you’re welcome, uh, little girl,” Marco replied. Being called “Daddy” had added an extra layer of weirdness.
Then again, he thought, with all the kids I’m going to have, maybe I should start getting used to it.
Then Kelly’s voice went from sweet-little-girl to pit-bull as she growled, “Now fuck me. Fuck me like you caught me stealing something.”
Marco didn’t know where all this was coming from; he’d never seen Kelly act this way before. But he had to admit that he at least kind of liked it. Polo certainly did, judging from his rock-hardness. Which gave Marco an idea.
“First,” he said, “let me show you what I’m going to fuck you with.”
He unzipped his skinny jeans and pushed them down, letting his cock spring free. Kelly stared at it, and seeing those nine inches of thick cockflesh seemed to have the very effect on her that Marco had intended.
“Oh, yes,” she gasped. “You could really hurt me inside with that thing.”
“And I’m gonna,” Marco replied.
Marco spun Kelly back around and pushed her forward by her shoulders so that she was again bending over with her hands on the foot of the bed. He came up close behind her, put both hands on her little ass, and gripped it hard, his fingertips digging into the reddened flesh. Kelly moaned.
“You so fucking get it,” she gasped, even as Marco adjusted the position of his hips so as to put the girthy head of his cock between Kelly’s slick cuntlips.
Now fully in his role, Marco growled, “You’re the one who’s gonna get it.”
He shoved his cock in, forcing his entire length into her at once, and Kelly cried out in pain and pleasure.
Right away, he started fucking her full-force. Kelly’s pussy, swollen from the spanking, was so tight that Marco wasn’t sure he could have restrained himself even if Kelly had wanted him to. But she didn’t.
“Oh fuck!” Kelly cried. “Fuck yes!”
Thus encouraged, Marco plowed Kelly brutally, his cockhead slamming into the mouth of her womb on every thrust.
“Yeah, fuck me hard!” Kelly shouted. “Fuck me like you wanna hurt me! Fuck me like you’re raping me! Fuck me!”
***
Janna’s hands were up under Star’s top, and Star had already pulled off Janna’s T-shirt and bra, leaving the girl naked to the waist. The two girls were just finishing another tongue-kiss when they heard Kelly’s screams through the wall.
“Wow,” Star said. “Sounds like it’s getting wild in there.”
“Then let’s make it wild out here,” Janna replied.
Along the back wall of the room was a long banquette whose seat was cushioned with red velvet and appeared to be divided into three sections. Janna got up from Star’s lap and flipped up the seat of the banquette’s middle section, revealing that there was storage space beneath. Then, to Star’s great surprise, Janna reached in and pulled out a purple, rubbery double-ended dildo and a big pump-bottle of lube.
“How about we finish getting naked and have some fun with this?” Janna asked, holding up the dildo.
Under other circumstances, Star would have asked Janna where she’d gotten such a thing and why she’d hidden it in that particular place. But right now, Star really didn’t care.
“That sounds awesome,” Star replied, standing up. Then she became a whirlwind of motion as she threw off her top, skirt, and panties. By the time Star was free of her clothing, Janna was buck naked, too, and now she was lubing up the dildo at both ends.
“How do you wanna do it?” Star asked eagerly.
“I’m thinking like this,” Janna replied.
She got on the sofa on all fours, her head above one of the sofa’s arms. Then she said, “Now you get ass-to-ass with me.”
Star got behind Janna on the sofa, then assumed that same doggy position, facing away from the dark-haired girl. Janna was still holding the dildo, and now she reached it back beneath their hips and between their thighs so that Star could get her hand on the unlubricated middle portion of the toy.
“Now just move backward a little and put it inside you,” Janna said.
Simultaneously, Star put her end of the toy at the entrance to her pussy, and Janna—who had moved her knees wider apart to lower her ass slightly—put her end against her asshole. Then both girls backed up, penetrating themselves with the dildo until their petite asses were smooshed together.
Jackie glanced over at them and found that she enjoyed the sight of Star’s fair-skinned ass pressing against Janna’s dusky-skinned one. Then Jackie lost her focus as Arms slipped two hands down under the waistbands of Jackie’s shorts and panties and began to play with Jackie’s wet pussy.
“Ready to ride?” Janna asked Star breathlessly.
“Oh yeah,” Star breathed.
They began to move forward and back in rhythm, their taut asses gently and repeatedly bouncing together as the girls fucked themselves and each other with the double dildo.
***
“NrrrrAAAHHHHH!” roared Marco, firing a big load of cum into Kelly’s pussy. The girl screamed and writhed in Marco’s grip as she came along with him.
Afterward, it only took Marco a moment to get his breath back. Then he pulled out of Kelly, grabbed her by the shoulder, and jerked her around to face him. He took a moment to look at her flushed face and heaving chest before he seized a big handful of her plentiful green hair and forced her down onto her knees in front of him, her face just inches from his dripping-wet cock.
“Suck me hard again,” he commanded.
She looked up at him, panting with lust, and said, “Or you’ll punish me?”
“No,” Marco replied sternly.
He let her feel the disappointment of that for a moment. Then he added, “There’s no ‘or.’ I’m going to punish you no matter what.”
She grinned up at him, then began to suck his cock like mad.
***
In the parlor, Star and Janna were moving faster now, their asses bouncing merrily against each other as the double dildo plunged deep into their holes again and again. Jackie and Arms, meanwhile, had stripped naked and moved to the plushly carpeted floor, where they held each other around the waist and ground their blonde pussies together while Arms used her two free hands to squeeze and fondle Jackie’s pink nipples.
“Oh, Arms,” Jackie panted. “That feels so good…”
“Oh yeah it does,” Arms breathed, feeling the same pleasure in her own breasts that she was giving to Jackie’s.
“I had a dream last night,” Jackie said, gasping, “that I was a cow. And you, and the other girls, and Marco… you all came to the barn one by one and milked me, for hours and hours. I think I actually had multiple orgasms in my sleep.”
“Let’s see if we can do the same thing now that you’re awake,” Arms replied naughtily. Then she began to gently tug on Jackie’s nipples, left and right, left and right. Jackie moaned.
***
By this time, Marco wasn’t simply getting blown by Kelly anymore. Now, he held a big fistful of her thick green hair in each hand as he roughly fucked her face, shoving his cock to the back of her throat and making her gag with every stroke.
Marco had planned to do this only until he was good and hard so he could fuck her again. But he sensed that Kelly was enjoying the brutal treatment so much that he couldn’t bring himself to stop. At least, not before he took it one step further.
Using his grip on Kelly’s hair, Marco pulled her face against his crotch, thus forcing several inches of cock down her throat. Kelly gagged and struggled, and then she loosed a gurgling scream as she came. Marco kept her head firmly against his pubis so that she would continue to choke on him as she orgasmed.
The second Kelly’s climax finished, Marco pulled his cock out of her throat. Then he used his grip on her hair to shove the gasping, coughing girl down onto her back on the floor, where he mounted her and began to fuck her hard even as she tried to get her breath back. He rammed in brutally with each thrust, hammering her cervix with the head of his long cock while simultaneously slamming his pubic bone into her clit.
Kelly’s clit had still been throbbing from when Marco spanked her pussy, and this new torture was exquisitely agonizing. She put her lips to Marco’s ear and babbled madly, begging him to keep fucking her, to keep hurting her.
He flipped her over onto all fours and roughly shoved his cock into her from behind. Then he grabbed two handfuls of her hair again and pulled on them like a horse’s reins as he plowed her. Kelly’s begging and babbling were louder now.
“Yes, yes, fuck me, hurt me, rape me!” the green-haired girl screamed, just before she inhaled deeply and screamed one more loud, long scream as she came again, and the way her pussy seized Marco inside her made him cum, too.
Then, as they fell down together to snuggle spoon-style on the floor, they heard more screams through the wall.
“I guess everybody had a good time,” Kelly said with a chuckle. Marco had forgotten how fond he was of her laugh.
“Yup,” he replied, holding her closer. “I’m really glad to have you back, Kel. Even if you’re completely nuts.”
She chuckled again and elbowed him in the stomach, making him go “Oof!”
***
At mid-morning the next day, Rosa picked up Tom just outside of downtown Echo Creek, at the top of one of the elevator shafts that connected the surface world to the Underworld. Then Rosa drove them in her blue hatchback to the parking garage of the Sunrise Highrise Apartments.
After she parked the car, Rosa took a little plastic bag out of her purse, opened it, and took out what looked like a pair of earplugs. Except that instead of putting them in her ears, she shoved one plug and then the other up her nose, pushing them up far enough that they were no longer visible.
“Um, what did you just do?” Tom asked.
“These nose plugs protect against many different infectious diseases, toxins, and teratogens,” Rosa replied. “You just have to remember to breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth. Do you want a pair?”
“Um, yeah. I mean, I’m immune to some infectious diseases and poisons, but definitely not all of them. Although I don’t know what that third thing was that you mentioned.”
“Teratogens are cancer-causing agents,” Rosa replied.
“Yup, don’t love those, either,” Tom said, accepting a pair of nose plugs and putting them in.
Not having the elevator key that would take them directly up to what was now labeled the “Palace Level” on the elevator’s control panel, Tom and Rosa instead went up to the lobby and let the doorman know who they were and whom they had come to visit. The doorman said that the royal family was expecting them.
Half a dozen security guards were stationed in the lobby area: three in blue uniforms and armed with batons and pepper spray, and three wearing chainmail and carrying halberds. One of the blue-uniformed guards rang for the elevator, then used his key and rode up with Tom and Rosa to the palace level.
When the elevator doors opened, Star and Marco were there to greet them.
“Tom!” Star shouted, leaping at her demon friend and embracing him. “Hugs!”
“Hey, Star,” Tom replied as he returned her embrace with a smile.
“Hey, Tom, great to see you!” Marco said, coming forward and giving Tom a bro-hug as soon as Star let go of him. Then he looked awkwardly at Rosa. “And you, uh, brought our science teacher.”
“Nice to see you, Marco,” Rosa said. “Don’t worry, I’m not here to try to convince you to come back to school. I imagine that being king is a full-time job.”
“Um, so far, kinda, yeah,” Marco said, unable to keep from blushing at the thought of what some of his “royal duties” entailed. “So, um, why are you here?”
Before Rosa could reply, Tom said, “Well, it seems like you guys have been…a little different lately, and I just wanted to make sure you were all okay. So I asked Ros- um, Dr. Mendez to come over here with me to, you know, check out the environment here.”
Marco felt a torrent of mixed emotions. Knowing that someone else thought something weird was going on here made him feel immensely validated. But at the same time, Marco had a good thing going and didn’t want it to get messed up—especially now that he knew that an invasion really was coming.
The other girls emerged into the great hall. Tom’s eyebrows shot up at the sight of one in particular.
“Kelly?” Tom said. “What are you doing here? I thought the Smoosh sent you back to your own dimension.”
“Long story short,” Kelly replied, “bad guys have taken over my dimension and are working on a technological way to come to this one. I managed to find the place where they were testing their machine and get through one of the portals they made without being spotted—I think.”
“That’s why we’re all here,” Jackie elaborated. “Sooner or later, those guys are going to figure out how to make a portal big enough for a whole army to get through, and then this dimension’s going to be in big trouble.”
“So we’re going to defend it, or whatever,” Janna added.
“Buff Frog has been making us some sweet weapons,” Arms said with a wicked smile.
They went into one of the parlors and had tea and Mewnian oatcakes as they chatted. At one point, Rosa excused herself to go to the bathroom and took a while to come back. Tom could guess what she’d been up to.
Finally, Rosa said she had class to prepare for, and Tom needed to be getting back to the Underworld, anyway: As on the surface world, the end of magic had created certain issues in the Underworld, like what everyone should do with their garbage now that they couldn’t just chuck it into another dimension.
“All part of the glamorous life of a demon prince,” Tom joked.
Minutes later, as Rosa and Tom drove out of the parking garage, Rosa said, “Well, you certainly weren’t exaggerating about the girls’ physical changes. Jackie’s seem particularly…pronounced.”
“No kidding,” Tom replied. “So, did you see anything in there that might give you a hint about what’s going on?”
“Well, no,” Rosa replied. Then she pulled open her jacket to reveal several stoppered test tubes with various liquids in them. “But I did collect some samples from the kitchen and master bathroom.”
“That’s great.”
“That said, we can’t be certain that the precipitating event for these changes occurred at the palace. In fact, I’m fairly sure they didn’t. So I plan to keep my nose plugs in for the near future.”
“What makes you think the event—whatever it was—didn’t happen here?”
“Do you remember what Star said about her friend Pony Head suddenly falling ill? That could be related to the changes we’ve seen. And it happened before Star first came to the palace.”
“Yeah, but Pony Head didn’t have instant super-puberty,” Tom said. “She just caught a cold or something.”
“Different species can react differently to a given pathogen,” Rosa replied. “And there’s something else I noticed about the girls in the palace: At least three of them have recently endured some sort of emotionally painful experience. Kelly had to flee her dimension, Arms said that her family lost everything when our two worlds fused, and I think Janna implied that her parents are getting divorced.”
Tom nodded thoughtfully. “Now that you mention it, I haven’t seen Jackie’s girlfriend around in a while. I think maybe they broke up. And Star’s been dealing with a lot since she had to destroy the magic.”
“Perhaps the physical and psychological changes we’ve seen have something to do with the girls’ emotional state.”
“Maybe. Or maybe that’s how they got involved with that cult’s weird polygamy thing with Marco. Recruiting people who are at their lowest point, who will try anything to feel better, is standard cult stuff.”
“Indeed,” Rosa said, nodding. “All we really know at this point is that we need more information.”
“Yeah,” Tom agreed. “And I think I know where we can get some.”
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