TiF 2: So Many Universes, So Little Time | By : jackrabbit Category: Kim Possible > Crossover > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 8863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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The Underminer was still spouting drivel about how he was going to take over the world. Kitty sighed. “So this Earth has characters like that too. This guy sounds like a clone of that Mole Man guy that the FF fought. Well, the Professor wants us to use our mutant powers to help people. I guess the people here need help. Are you guys with me?”
“Let’s do it,” Amara said. “We’re already wearing our uniforms. Dr. Possible, you and Rachel better look for cover.”
“All of you need to look for cover,” a male voice said. “This guy looks dangerous. We’ll handle this.”
The X-girls spun around to find another group behind them. They were wearing costumes too, all of the same design, red and black with orange accents, plus a stylized “I” on the chest and a black domino mask. There was a huge blonde man, a woman with reddish-brown hair, a early teen girl with long black hair, and a blond grade school boy. Strangely, the woman was holding a baby.
The man eyed their uniforms. “Wait a minute. Are you supers? I’ve never seen you before.”
“We aren’t from around here,” Kitty said. “If by ‘super’ you mean ‘super-powers’, you could say that, though we don’t use that term. We’re mutants. But yeah, we have powers. We battle bad guys all the time.”
“Awesome,” the girl said. “I thought Dash and I were the only kid supers. Well, and Jack-Jack, but he doesn’t count.”
“Let’s work together,” the man said. He assumed Kitty was in charge, since her uniform was more elaborate than the others. And in fact, Kitty was the only one of her group on the main X-team.
The man continued. “We can start an initial attack and at least slow this goofball down until Frozone and the other supers get here. Not that there’s as many as there used to be. Syndrome killed a bunch of them.”
“Sure,” Kitty agreed. “We’re all about teamwork. There’s a bunch of mutants on our regular team, but they aren’t here.”
The man introduced himself as Mr. Incredible, and the others were Elastigirl, Fadeout, and Dash. Since it was all business, Kitty provided the codenames for her own group: Shadowcat, X23, Magma, and Wolfsbane.
By now the Underminer had finished his ranting and the giant machine was on the move. It had already knocked down one building by bulldozing it, and had fired rockets at others.
The combined team quickly described powers and worked out a stategy and tactics. Kitty realized that the Incredibles were basically the Fantastic Four with powers shuffled around, plus Quicksilver. The baby had the power of the Torch, but didn’t know how to use it.
Since Mr. Incredible and Magma had the most raw power, they would attack the crawler from the outside, trying to disable it. All of the rest would break into the crawler and attack the Underminer himself and any minions he might have. Plus they would disable controls and weapons and trash the interior in general.
“I can help too,” a voice said, causing everyone to spin around, to find a teen with short black hair and a yellow catsuit. “I don’t have any super powers, but I can fight.”
“Alex!” Anne cried. She hugged the spy girl. “Is it just you?”
“As far as I know. We were right in the middle of a mission. I don’t know if Clover or Sammie ripped after me or not. I’ll try to call them after things calm down. We prolly shouldn’t have gone on a mission after the alert, but I could have been grabbed at school too. There’s no way to protect yourself from a rip.”
The baby was handed to Anne and Rachel. “Keep Jack-Jack in this blanket in case he flares up.”
Anne smiled. “Oh, I think I can handle a tantrum or two.”
“I mean literally flares up. The blanket is flameproof.” Elastigirl grinned at Anne’s wild-eyed expression. Hopefully with the blanket there wouldn’t be a repeat of the Keri Incident.
The combined team was ready to attack. Fadeout formed a ball of force around the interior assault team. She had learned how to float in the middle of such a ball during the adventures on Syndrome’s island, and had since figured out how to levitate other people as well, so the entire group hovered in the center of the force ball. Mr. Incredible picked up the ball and tossed it at the crawler, launching the entire interior assault team into the air. It was an easy toss, with just enough force to get them there, as penetration power was not needed.
Just as the force ball reached the crawler, Fadeout collapsed it. This would have mashed everyone against the unyielding side of the huge machine, but all of them had managed to grab Shadowcat during the trajectory. She phased them all through the surface of the crawler and held the phase as momentum carried them through the interior. They passed though several interior bulkheads until slowing to a stop. There wasn’t much danger of going all the way through, because Mr. Incredible had deliberately thrown them from directly behind so that they could coast the entire length of the machine if necessary.
Shadowcat dephased everyone and they split apart and started attacking everything in sight. Alex, Elastigirl, Dash, Fadeout, and Wolfsbane went for the personnel. The minions appeared to be strange little troglodytes. They weren’t very strong and had no fighting skills to speak of, but there was a shitload of them.
Shadowcat and X23 targeted the hardware. The former used her phase power to short out anything electronic, while the latter used her adamantium claws to slash pretty much everything into pieces. Between the two of them, control panels, weapons, consoles, cables, and other equipment either went dead or laid in ruins. The crawler was compartmentalized, with heavy doors separating one section from another, but once one area was pacified, Shadowcat would just phase everyone through to the next one.
On the outside, Mr. Incredible was trying to dislodge one of the treads from its tracks, while Magma went into a full burn, her body covered in the signature pattern of jagged red and black stripes, trying to melt the other one. Her problem was that the tread was in motion. If she could focus on one spot, she could melt through. But the moving tread kept presenting a fresh surface. In mere seconds, the place she had tried to melt was on the other end of the machine.
By this time, Frozone and some of the other supers were starting to show up. Mr. Incredible wished that Gazerbeam had not been among Syndrome’s victims, because the fallen super could had sliced another entrance into the crawler, allowing for another interior assault team. As it was, Mr. Incredible hasily gave the supers a situation report and they all joined the exterior attack according to their particular powers.
On the inside, Elastigirl repeatedly lassoed bunches of troglodytes with each of her arms and bashed them against the wall. As each armful collapsed to the floor, she reached out for the next candidates. Fadeout’s power was mostly defensive, like Shadowcat’s, so she tried to protect her teammates from the handheld weapons that a few of the minions were carrying. Fortunately, there weren’t many of those, as the Underminer had apparently not expected to be attacked from the inside of the crawler.
Magma finally hit on a possible way to burn through the tread. She ran ahead of the crawler, then picked the farthest spot she could reach on the top of the tread and hit it with all her power. The crawler continued to move forward and that spot slid toward the front, then down to the bottom, then backward. Magma kept full power on it as it slid around. Even though the crawler was moving, once that particular target was on the bottom it remained stationary relative to Magma, so she continued to use every last bit of her power against it, concentrating on the narrowest beam she could produce. She could see that she was burning through, but she didn’t know if it would be enough. Once that piece of tread reached the back edge and rolled to the top again, it would move away from her and she would have to run in order to catch it on the next pass. She didn’t know if she could combine heavy power use with physical exertion.
When Magma had to break off the attack, she thought she was close to halfway through. She had only one more chance. On legs that felt like rubber, she ran to the front of the crawler and kept pace with it until her still-glowing target came around. When it reached the same spot as before, she blasted it again, not holding anything back. If she didn’t break though this time, she wasn’t going to. Again the back of the crawler steadily approached. The target was almost to the point of being pulled up for another revolution when she made a last gasp effort. The target was halfway up the back side when it separated and fell back down to the ground. As Magma powered down and gasped for breath, the crawler continued on temporarily as the remaining tread on top moved forward without being replenished from the back. Finally the trailing edge rolled around to the bottom and finally off the back. The crawler was completely off the tread and immediately started to slew to the side because of the imbalance with the still working tread on the other side.
But Mr. Incredible was working on that. After trying to grab the moving tread several times, basically having the same problem as Magma, he had finally broken off several lamp posts, jammed them all together into a giant crowbar, and managed to force the tread off track so that it jammed and eventually broke itself.
So now the crawler was immobilized, thus limiting the danger to the other parts of the city. Most of the weapons had been disabled, both the internal controls and the external components such as gun barrels, so the supers could concentrate on those within. The hull was breached in a few more places, allowing more of the supers to join the internal battle.
The minions of the Underminer were hard to defeat, not due to toughness, but sheer number. But finally all the troglodytes were captured and tossed back into the hole, which Magma then resealed. The raging Underminer was taken into custody.
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In gratitude for the Freefallers’ help, and because they had no place to go, the Incredibles took them home, after various subterfuges to protect secret identities. Bob and Dash had gone somewhere else, Jack-Jack was taking his nap, and the females visited in the living room.
“I’m really astonished that you X-girls don’t have secret identities,” Helen Parr said. “Isn’t it kind of dangerous having villains know where you live?”
Kitty shrugged. “Well, where we live is pretty well defended.”
Rachel giggled. “No shit.”
Kitty rolled her eyes and went on. “In the beginning, we didn’t need secret identities because people didn’t even know we existed. The only use of our powers was in secret, or the Professor wiped out the memory of witnesses. But fucking Magneto blew our cover, and then it was too late. Our real names were splashed all over the news.”
Before Helen could say anything else, the doorbell rang and Violet was dispatched to answer it. The teen returned with an sexy adult woman, slender with platinum hair.
“Mirage!” Helen exclaimed. “Ohmigod, I forgot you were coming over. Things got a little crazy after the track meet.”
Mirage smiled. “I know. The Underminer thing was on the news.”
Helen addressed the others. “Hey, everyone, this is a friend of ours. We used to be enemies, but she gave up her evil ways and we all decided that fucking is better than fighting.”
“That’s always been my philosophy,” Anne agreed. “My crimefighting daughter Kimmie likes to fuck her villains too. The females, anyway.”
“Well, then,” Kitty said, “it’s unanimous. We should all fuck Mirage. You know, to help with her rehabilitation.”
Mirage looked startled, then grinned. “So crime does pay.”
Helen motioned Anne and Mirage over to her and the three adults had a whispered conference. Then they all returned to their seats.
“Violet,” Helen said sternly. “Come over here.”
Violet was apprehensive. Her mother looked really angry. Surely whatever it was could wait until they were in private.
“I’m really disappointed in your performance in the fight today.”
“Wha...what? But I thought...I mean didn’t we...what did I do wrong?”
“Everything.” Before Violet knew what was happening, her mother had grabbed her, pulled her over a knee, and dropped her pants, baring her ass in front of everyone. Then Helen spanked the shit out of her.
“Owwwwwwwwww,” she cried. Her mother kept it up until the little ass was a bright red. Then she let the girl go. Violet laid on the floor, face down and sobbing. She wanted to use her hands to comfort her ass, but she couldn’t bear to touch it.
“Amara,” Anne said. “Your turn. You took way to long to separate that tread.”
“But...but...” Amara sighed and assumed the position bent over Anne’s lap. She wasn’t wearing her uniform any more, as the X-girls had earlier received regular clothes from FEKDIS. So the pulling down of the pants was much easier than it would have been and Amara’s ass was quickly bare. Anne laid into it with her palm and the mutant ass soon matched Violet’s in color. Or at least was a comparable shade, taking her darker skin into account.
Then Amara was on the floor crying with Violet. The two of them held each other for comfort, or as well as they could when neither could turn on her side without inviting more pain.
Mirage performed the honors with Rahne. Even though the former villainess hadn’t even witnessed the battle, there was no doubt that Rahne had been “derelict in her duties” and was deserving of punishment. Next was Tiffany, then Kitty and Alex. The women rotated as the punishers, so that no one’s arm got overly tired.
Anne found Tiffany a little more than she bargained for. It wasn’t that the girl fought the spanking. She took it as meekly as the others. It was that no matter how hard Anne spanked Tiffany, she couldn’t get the girl’s ass to turn more than a slight pink. She spanked until her arm gave out. Then she watched in astonishment as even the pink went away and she couldn’t even see a mark at all. Finally she realized what was going on. It was the healing factor that Tiffany had gotten from Wolverine when she was cloned. She had mentioned that in the power rundown before the battle.
Finally it was Rachel’s turn. “I wasn’t even in the battle! I just helped watch the baby!”
“Innocence is no excuse.” She got smacked as hard as the others, though it wasn’t quite as effective, given the fur and the tail in the way. But it still hurt.
Eventually all of them except Tiffany were crying on the floor, though Violet and Amara were starting to run down now.
Finally all of the teens cried themselves out and just laid face down on the floor, all except Rachel and Tiffany with colorful asses. Damn, Alex thought. Not again. First Polly back in the Skyverse and now this. The Multiverse sure is a pain in the ass. Literally.
Helen suddenly switched roles, from disciplinarian to nurturer. “Oh, Violet. Who did this to you? It hurts me to see you like this. Let Mommy make it feel better.” Stretching her hand across the room, she gently spread Violet’s legs and fingered the little pussy. The teen was still feeling mostly pain, but a little pleasure slipped through, giving her conflicting signals from her lower body. She alternated between “owwwwwww” and “oooooooooh”. She quickly got wet, and her mother slipped a couple of fingers inside.
Helen used her other hand to stimulate Alex in the same way, with the same comforting. Alex was not lying close to Violet, but that was not a problem for Helen. The spy girl squirmed from the mixture of pleasure and pain.
Anne could not reach across the room as Helen could, so she picked two girls who were lying adjacent to each other, Kitty and Rahne. Mirage comforted the remainder, Rachel, Amara, and Tiffany, after scooting them together. Since she had more girls than hands, she had to alternate. Soon all of the teens were moaning with pleasure, occasionally interrupted by whimpers of pain. All of the pussies were flowing, including those of the moms and the mother figure. The girls were bare on bottom, but still dressed otherwise, so they were carefully stripped, taking care to avoid touching their asses against anything. Then the women undressed themselves. The exceptions were Anne’s group, in which Kitty simply phased everyone’s clothes off.
Helen licked her daughter’s pussy, causing the girl to writhe. Violet was the only girl on her back, as she had created a force field to keep her red ass off the floor. “I should have done this to begin with,” she murmured. “That way I wouldn’t have a sore ass in the first place. You’d have a sore hand instead.”
“Now, Violet,” Helen teased between slurps. “You know you need discipline. But just think how good your pussy feels now.” Only Helen’s upper body was in the vicinity of Violet. The rest of her body was laid across the room, weaving amongst the other players, while Alex performed cunnilingus on her, on the opposite side of the room.
In the meantime, Alex had her own agenda. Since nobody could see her pussy at the moment, as she was still face down like most of the other teens, she twisted slightly to make room and nanomorphed to a dick. Then she played with it as she ate Helen.
Anne dined on Kitty’s kitty, while Rahne licked hers in werewolf mode, with the usual effect. The adult was in the face up position, because the two girls on either end didn’t want to be. Not for a while anyway. So Kitty sat on Anne’s face. On the other end, Anne pushed Rahne away momentarily while she popped out a nanodick, then let the mutant girl resume with the new equipment. After changing back to human, Rahne sucked it quietly, getting a kick out of being in on the gag this time and looking forward to the reactions of the nano newbies.
Kitty could see what was going on and grinned at her friend and teammate. She looked forward to someone else getting freaked out too. In the meantime, she enjoyed Anne’s tongue and tried to ignore the pain in her inflamed ass. She leaned forward and squeezed the double-D tits, thinking about when she would be able to get hers. Well, not that big, as she didn’t have room for them. But she planned on making them a lot bigger than what she currently had. At the moment, her new force bra was virtually irrelevant as she hardly had anything to sag. But later it would have some work to do.
Kitty was startled to feel a finger poking at her asshole. It hurt a little, because it was difficult to get in there without touching the abused ass cheeks. But Dr. Possible was being as careful as she could, so it wasn’t too bad. Like everything else in this session, there was a mixture of pain and pleasure as the finger was pushed in as far as it could go without rapping the knuckles against the red skin. They did touch occasionally, resulting in a whimper.
Amara, Rachel, and Tiffany ganged up on Mirage. Tiffany kissed her and squeezed her tits, Rachel ate her pussy, and Amara licked her asshole. “Uhhhhhhhh,” the woman moaned, playing with Rachel’s ears. There wasn’t as much to play with compared to Brandy’s, but Mirage loved the silky feel of them. The canine tongue felt way different from normal, too. It was much longer and flatter than that of a human. Mirage’s pussy flowed more than ever, giving Rachel much more to lap up. The doggygirl’s tail was wagging furiously, but there was no one behind her to get whacked with it at the moment.
Tiffany gave Mirage’s tits a final squeeze, then dropped down to eat Rachel, below the tail whack zone. But she found the meal had changed, as the doggygirl had nanomorphed when no one was looking. The girlcock was hanging straight down, in a position that Mirage couldn’t see. Tiffany poked it a couple of times, making it swing back and forth, forward and back. Then she stroked it with a fingertip, down the entire length on both sides and on the side facing her. She played with the balls hanging down, then rubbed them with a palm, while poking a finger into Rachel’s asshole. Finally she pulled the doggydong backward and engulfed it with her mouth.
Rachel’s concentration was disrupted. “Ooooooooooh.” This was only her second blowjob and the first had been only a few hours earlier. She was nowhere near being used to the sensation. But she tried to ignore it and work on Mirage properly, though her tail-wagging went a little ragged, as it had the first time.
By now Alex had a full boner and was ready to do something with it. She had nanomporphed as big a dick as she was capable, and the hardon was impressive. She knew that Helen’s elastic body could take pretty much anything, and the super’s pussy was plenty wet, so she just took the nanodick and plunged it in.
On the other end of the room, Helen suddenly pulled her face out of Violet’s pussy with a stunned expression. “What the fuck? Where did she get a dildo? I didn’t get any out. I don’t think I even have one that big.” She lifted herself up and looked that way, but she couldn’t see the lower part of her body. The others were in the way. Helen spoke back to her daughter. “Violet, honey, will you see what is going on down there? Better yet, take over the dildo and send Alex down to this end so I can eat her.”
When Violet reached Alex’s position, she was surprised to find that the spy girl was fucking her mom with a strapon instead of just a dildo. She wondered how Alex could stand to have straps touching her sore ass. But when she looked, she could not find any straps. “How are you holding that thing on?”
“Super glue,” Alex said, not breaking her rhythm.
Violet gave Alex a wild look, though it had no affect, because she was still behind the spy girl. “Huh?” Then the teen super noticed that the dildo had balls. And they were flapping with the thrusts. This is crazy, she thought. What kind of dildo has flexible balls? She went around to the front, trying to see what the hell was going on, almost inserting herself between Alex and Helen.
Finally Alex touched Violet’s shoulder, then touched her own lips in a “shhhhhh” gesture. She pulled out of Helen so that Violet could get a good view of the girlcock. She waited a few seconds as Violet’s jaw dropped in shock. Then she took advantage of the open mouth to shove the dick into it.
Violet gurgled her surprise, then she sucked her mom’s juices off the cock. Then Alex reinserted into Helen and started humping again.
After a few minutes, when Violet didn’t report back, Helen herself showed up, pulling her upper body along with her arms. She took a different path this time, not overlapping the other part of her body already stretched out, and was therefore in a loop around the entire sexfest. When she reached the place where her pussy resided, she went through the same cycle of astonished discovery that Violet had, all the while being fucked in the pussy she was observing. The ritual was completed when Alex pulled out again and both Helen and Violet sucked it before it was reinserted. They repeated this sequence a couple of times, with whichever Parr was not sucking eating Helen. This of course included Helen herself. There were other extremely limber women who could eat their own pussy, but for Helen it was trivial.
“How did you hide that thing in your catsuit?” Helen asked. “It was kinda tight.”
“I didn’t have it then. I’ll explain later.”
“Fuck me now,” Violet begged.
“I’d love to,” Alex said. “But rather than share, wouldn’t you like to have a dick all to yourself?” She lowered to a whisper. “Dr. Possible has a dick too. Trade places with either Kitty or Rahne and it’s all yours.”
“But won’t I have to share with whoever stays with her?”
“You have priority, because they’ve already been fucked. Dr. Possible said they had, anyway.”
So Violet traded with Kitty. Anne and Rahne welcomed Violet with kisses and fondling. The doctor also had a hardon by now, so Violet climbed right onto it. She still didn’t want to be on bottom because of her ass, so she sat on the dick. She marveled that a woman could have one this size, but she was still able to take most of it inside. Rahne had gone furry again and rubbed Violet’s little tits. Then she just held the junior super as she bounced up and down. After a few minutes of that, Violet leaned forward and pushed herself back onto the dick, still in a state of amazement. She had been fucked before, but now she was looking into a woman’s face while it was happening, and she felt a woman’s hands on her waist. And of course she was fondling double-D tits with her spare hand.
When it was Rahne’s turn, Violet created a small force field and shaped it into the form of a dildo. Then she carefully shoved it up the mutant girl’s ass, performing a double penetration. “Uhhhhhhhhh,” Rahne moaned. Anne performed her own moan, as she could feel the phantom dong against her live one inside Rahne. Then the teen super created another ghost dick and plugged Anne’s ass as well, not to mention a pair for herself. All lower orifices on all three players were plugged with tactile energy, with the exception of the one organic plug.
Rahne and Violet traded off on the nanodick several more times. Violet continued filling up everything that was left after each transition. She didn’t actually get more fucking than Rahne, but of course the cum shot was reserved for her.
By now Rachel’s dick was ripe and Tiffany popped it out of her mouth and let it drop. The doggygirl was still facing downward, so the girlcock swung again, more ponderously this time because of the hardon. Tiffany reached down and gripped it, checking the rigidity. “Good to go,” she whispered to Rachel.
Mirage was in a sitting position, Rachel on her knees. Rachel moved forward, pushing Mirage over onto her back. Then the canine girl shoved the dick into the human. It was quick, almost all one motion, and Mirage hardly had time to react. Her eyes widened as she realized something was inside her. Yet both of Rachel’s hands were in sight, so what was she holding it with? Mirage lifted herself onto her elbows so she could see better, and cried out with surprise to see that the dick was actually attached to Rachel. Yet the doggygirl was definitely female, had pretty big tits for her size and they were obviously not fake. “Are the dogs in your universe hermaphrodites?”
Rachel giggled. “Nope, just me. Well, and my sisters. It’s not natural, it’s technology.”
However it had come about, Mirage liked it. She urged Rachel deeper into herself, pulling on the girl’s thighs. Rachel was happy to oblige, this being only the second occasion she had been inside someone. Still, she rigorously reminded herself to watch out for the orgasm, not wanting to get stuck again. The first time had provided enough embarrassment to last her for a while. Tiffany and Amara kissed and fondled the players and each other. Rachel’s tail was up to hurricane force again, and Amara just let it brush against her palm, not restricting it but feeling it move.
As with the other groups, the newbie was the main focus, but the other pussies got fucked too. After Mirage, Tiffany got pounded, then Amara. Rachel rotated between the three of them. Each girl change was a position change as well. Since there were more positions than girls, it allowed everyone some variety. Whoever was not the receiver of the cock at the moment helped stimulate everyone else one way or another.
Alex was inside Kitty when she started to feel the signs of approaching orgasm, so she pulled out. “Sorry, Kitty, Mrs. Parr gets the goo.” As a consolation prize, Helen fingered Kitty after the girlcock was transferred. By this time, Helen’s body was back in normal human shape, because stretching for long periods tired her out. She had unlooped herself from around the room and was now being fucked the normal way. Or rather, normal for someone being fucked by a girl with a dick.
The spy girl hammered as hard as she could, moaning. The super urged her on. The pressure continued building until Alex cried out and sprayed cum deep inside Helen. Feeling the dick pulse set Helen off as well. She groaned and her love tunnel convulsed, squeezing on the girlcock. After the flow ran down, Alex collapsed forward onto Helen. Kitty had managed to get herself off by hand and embraced both of them.
After a few moments, Helen realized somewhere in the back of her mind that something was different about Alex from before, something other than the girlcock. Then it came to her. “Aren’t your tits bigger than when you first got here?”
“Yeah, I got my Phase 3 upgrade from Dr. Possible a couple of hours ago.” That of course made no sense at all to Helen, so Alex had to explain it as well as she could. “You’ll have to ask Dr. P for the details. I don’t understand it that well myself. But I know that I can have bigger tits and a dick now.”
Anne and Violet were getting close now. The teen had the dick to herself now, Rahne and Tiffany doing each other. Violet bounced mindlessly on the dick, making little noises of pleasure. Anne wasn’t exactly articulate either. Finally Violet let go, and when her insides chomped on the dick, Anne couldn’t hang onto her wad any longer. “Ngggggghhhh.” She pumped cum upward into Violet, while the teen hung there gasping. Then she collapsed onto Anne.
Rachel realized with a start that she was getting close and she was still inside Mirage. Rather than risk a repeat of the incident with Tiffany, she pulled out, then put the dick in her partner’s face and jerked it. Mirage tried to capture it in her mouth, but Rachel gently pushed her away. “Uh-uh. You don’t want it in there either. You’ll see why in a minute. Just hold your mouth open and catch it.” Tiffany reached around her and took over the jerking, while Mirage waited for the bounty. Rachel closed her eyes and just felt the orgasm approaching. Then it hit her and her balls exploded, pouring a gusher of cum into Mirage’s mouth. The woman gurgled, startled by the amount of cum and the howling, but managed to get most of it down her throat. A couple of streams ran out and dribbled down on her tits.
Looking at Rachel’s enlarged cockhead, Mirage now understood why having it inside her mouth during the orgasm wouldn’t have been a good idea. The wiped out doggygirl sat on the floor, forgetting about her still-sore butt, and yelped again.
Everyone cleaned up and dressed, the teens pulling their panties and outer garments on gingerly. Just a few minutes later, there was a rip.
Anne found herself on a beach at what appeared to be late afternoon. She looked around to find that her companions this time were just Kitty and Amara. Both of them had already received Freefaller Kits, so she merely had to inform FEKDIS of a new universe so that the dimensional coordinates could be recorded. It would be assigned a name later, when she figured out where the hell they were. She asked for some bikinis, since she was already connected to the distribution system.
The beach was crowded and from various signs Anne got the impression the locale was Miami. Everyone was talking about the Governor’s Trophy Race that had taken place earlier in the day, in which a guy named Scott Heyward in Rawhide had beaten the reigning power boat champion, James Jamison the Third in Scarlet Lady. Anne thought that the names sounded slightly familiar, but she couldn’t remember from where.
Anne and the two mutants hung around the beach, waiting for something to happen. There didn’t appear to be any danger, but they wouldn’t know that until the movie was identified. Anne had been ripped into the Poseidon Adventure during the first sequence, and that hadn’t been dangerous until many hours after she got there.
The environment continued to look harmless, and they just enjoyed the beach and the water. And, of course, looking at the many bikini-clad bodies. After a while musical entertainment started. “I’ll bet this is a beach movie,” the doctor said, yelling over the band. She looked around for Annette Funicello.
It was nearly dark now. The band had gone through a lot of instrumentals, sounding like the 1960s, and reinforcing her idea that this was a beach movie. Just as she started to mention this to Kitty, a singer started up and she suddenly realized she recognized the voice.
“Clammmmbake, gonna have a clambake!”
“Holy shit!” she exclaimed. “We’re in a fucking Elvis movie!”
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