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Epesode 9 - The Good, The Bad and the Horny Part 3
Bart whistled tunelessly to himself as he walked down the corridor. He was in a good mood, he'd just fucked Velma from Scooby-Doo and Francine Smith from American Dad. His earlier beating from Raven and the Bad Girls seemed like a distant memory.
That being said, he only had until the end of the day to find Raven's spellbook or she would kill him. Also, Principle Griffin wanted the book and god knew what that drug-crazed bitch was capable of. Then there was the fact that he didn't have the faintest idea where the book was, or for that matter where he was.
His whistling faltered as he realized he was completely lost in the winding maze of the school corridors.
“You got a hall pass kid?” a figure leaning on a locker asked as he passed.
“Get bent” he replied on instinct, ignoring them.
Almost instantly his face smashed into a shimmering purple force field.
“What the fuck?” he shouted, smashing his fists against the purple bubble that had enveloped him.
“Hi Bart,” Kim Possible said, still leaning coolly against the locker. “We've been looking for you.”
“We?” Bart asked with a horrible, sinking feeling of deja vu.
“Yeah, we” Violet from the Incredibles added, becoming visible next to Kim.
“For we are, the Good Girls” Star Fire concluded dramatically, floating out of a doorway.
“Of course you are,” Bart sighed looking them over. He had already seen Starfire in class, with her orange skin, purple top, mini skirt, and boots. He wondered why it was that super hero's got to wear costumes that would make seasoned prostitutes blush.
Kim possible was dressed more practically in her khaki combat pants and black polo neck. Bart noted that the polo neck's contents were only C cups, positivity flat-chested for this school.
Fortunately Violet had brought enough breasts for the both of them, boasting an impressive set of near-spherical boobs. Bart got to have a good look at them, as her skin-tight super-suit left very little to the imagination. She was stick thin, except for her huge breasts and bubble but.
“So here's the sitch.” Kim started.
“Don't tell me.” Bart interrupted, “There's this spell book, bla, bla, bla, Raven and the Bad girls want it, bla, bla, bla. You want me to get it, bla, bla, bla, or something terrible will happen to me.”
“Well yeah,” Kim agreed, only momentarily put off. “In fact, something terrible will happen to the whole world.”
“The Raven plans to cast a spell that will turn everyone in the world into the mindless zombies” Starfire explained. “This is why she must be prevented from finding her book.”
“Yeah, crazy mage getting spellbook, equals bad.” Violet chimed in dryly.
“So just to check I'm up to speed,” Bart said after a moment's thought. “If I don't get the book for Raven she'll kill me horribly, if I do she'll turn me into a zombie. Oh and either way principle griffin will probably bend me over a desk and shove a dildo up my ass.”
“You got it kid,” Kim smiled happily, “And they said you were slow.”
“We do have a way for you to escape your predicament,” Starfire promised him.
“Yeah,” Violet agreed, “Just bring us the book.”
“But then Raven will kill me.” Bart reminded her.
“Not if we use these,” Kim pulled a hand full of futuristic-looking neck collars from a rucksack.
“And what am I meant to do with some off-brand sci-fi jewelry,” Bart asked, his voice dripping sarcasm.
“These are control collars,” Kim explained. “They came from a majorly scientifically advanced reality, we can use these to enslave the Bad girls.”
“Problem solved,” Bart told her, “So, you can deal with that and I'll be on my way.”
“The problem is,” Starfire said brightly, “That the Raven is far too powerful for these collars. We would need to use the magic from her spellbook to upgrade one of them to contain her.”
“Well, that's just great.” Bart sighed “I'm right back to square one. Damned if I do, damned if I don't and it doesn't really matter because I have no idea where the thing is anyway.”
“But we know who hid it,” Kim slipped in smugly, “The newest edition to the Good Girls and an old acquaintance of yours.”
“Hi, Bart” Lisa said emerging from a shadowy corridor.
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Violet's ass swung from side to side hypnotically as she escorted Bart and Lisa down the hall. Kim had insisted on sending the superhero with them for protection.
“Keep up,” she hissed over her shoulder.
Bart caught her giving Lisa's outfit a scathing look, she was still wearing the slutty little mini skirt and boob tube from earlier. It was a bit hypocritical considering how tight her super suit was, maybe you needed to be a fully-fledged superhero before you could dress like a whore.
“I can't believe you got me into this,” Bart whispered to Lisa when Violet turned back.
“What?” Lisa whispered back.
“Don't play dumb, you're the only reason I got dragged into this mess. You owe me big.”
“Ha,” Lisa laughed, “I don't owe you anything. I had a good plan here before you blundered into it.”
Bart considered this for a moment
“Don' tell me, you were going to join the good girls. Be a power for truth, justice, and all that crap, somehow pay off all our debts and save the house.” Lisa's jaw dropped open. “The only thing is you haven't been a good girl have you, Lisa?”
“Don't you dare,” Lisa spat back. She was a little louder than intended and got a glare from Violet.
If the Incredible had been watching where she was going, she might have spotted the thin green vine stretched out in front of her. But it was too late, the vine wrapped around her foot and tugged her up into the air.
In a scene, all too familiar to Bart vines shot out from every direction wrapping around her. Violet at least put up a bit more of a fight than he had. A purple shield appeared around her slicing neatly through the vines. She pirouetted in mid-air and landed neatly in a perfect superhero pose.
Before the slender girl could locate her attacker more vines whipped out from all sides. Her shield sliced through them easily until one of the severed pieces wrapped around her neck. She tried desperately to rip it from her throat, but yet more vine's wrapped around her ankles and wrists pulling her up off the ground.
“Oh my god, we have to help her.” Lisa cried as Violet's face started to turn blue. At the last moments the vine loosened and Violate took in a few long gasping breaths, the fight gone from her.
“Well, well well,” Poison Ivy said stepping into sight, “What do we have here?”
“Unoriginal dialogue from a whore dressed like a house plant,” Bart answered smoothly.
Poison Ivy gave him a thin smile, “Raven sent me to keep an eye on you. To make sure you're still on the right side.” She looked curiously at Lisa, “Looks like you're being pretty pally with the enemy.”
“Don't worry about her,” Bart nodded at his sister, “She works for me.”
“Go to hell,” Lisa replied, glaring at him coldly.
“Look,” Bart whispered equally coldly, “Either you're with me, or them,” he nodded the restrained Violet. “Are you sure you want to be with her?”
As if to punctuate Bart's threat, Poison Ivy had her vines start to writhe over Violet. They slithered around her body and into the gaps of her suit. She struggled weakly as they spread out under her clothing. Suddenly the vine's all contracted at once ripping the super suit to shreds.
“No please,” Violet begged, but a vine wrapped around her mouth.
Bart regarded the helpless heroine. What remained of her super suit hung down in tatters, exposing her big round breasts, with small cone-like nipples, and a completely shaven pussy.
“I don't think you'd enjoy what's about to happen to her,” Bart mused to Lisa.
Two vines coiled around Violates breasts squeezing them until they turned bright red. At the same time, another pulled away, then snapped back like a whip, leaving a red line across her pale ass cheek. The incredible cried out in pain and tried to speak through the vine gagging her, Poison Ivy just laughed.
“I'm going to enjoy this,” she promised Violet savagely, “My little friends are going to probe every inch of you, inside and out.”
Vine's starred slowly winding their way up Violates legs towards her unprotected crotch. Knowing what was coming she struggled as hard as she could but was clearly too weak to form a shield. She shook her head and looked pleadingly at Lisa as the vines stopped, two of them just touching her ass and pussy.
“So?” Bart asked his sister, “Do you work for me, or them?”
Lisa looked up at the superhero, petrified and swallowed hard. “You,” she answered in a whisper.
Violate screamed as the vines surged forward, penetrating both her ass and pussy at the same time. The long green plants pushed deep inside her before starting to pump back and forward. Poison Ivy grinned and clapped her hands as her plants raped the defenseless girl.
Bart moved closer to Lisa and she spun around shocked as he grabbed one of her breasts.
“What's the matter with you,” she hissed, “Not now.”
“Yes now,” Bart insisted, grabbing her red boob tube and tugging at it. One of Lisa's big yellow breasts fell out and he started squeezing it. “If you don't want a whole lot of shrubbery up your ass, then you'd better show where your loyalties lie.”
Even more, vines were winding up the suspended Violates legs. She tried to plead through the one gagging her and for a moment it seemed as if Poison Ivy had listened.
The vines inside Violates ass and pussy pulled out of her for a few seconds. But more lined themselves up and this time two forced their way into both her pussy and her ass. Soon she was being quadruple penetrated and her desperate cries grew louder.
“What do you want?” Lisa asked Bart, her shoulders slumping, not wanting the share Violet's fate.
“It's simple,” Bart told her, triumphantly dropping his shorts, “Get on you're whore knee's.”
“There's no need to,” Lisa started instinctively, but grumbled something under her breath and knelt down. “Look,” she said tried again when she was kneeling, “It doesn't have to be like this, I know underneath you're a really a good guy.”
“Oh, shut it,” Bart sneered callously and grabbed her spiky hair pulling her face down onto his crotch. Years of experience kicking in and Lisa's mouth instinctively opened. Bart thrust his cock right to the back of her throat and started tugging her face up and down without mercy.
Lisa's hands came up grabbing his thighs slapping them to tell him to stop.
“This is what we do to good girls,” Bart told her loudly, for the benefit of poison Ivy.
“Not a bad idea,” Poison Ivy nodded watching Bart ramming his cock down Lisa's throat. “Let's see how good the Good Girls are at giving head.”
She nimbly pulled her green leotard down a kicked it into a corner. Bart had to marvel once more at her naked body, with its peachy skin and perfect breasts.
The villain dropped to the ground below where Violet hung and spread her legs open. At her silent command, her vine's slowly lowered the heroine down towards her.
“Start licking,” Poison Ivy ordered when Violet's face was next to her waiting pussy.
“Please,” Violate begged the second the vine gagging her unwound, “Please stop, I'll do anything.”
A third vine snaked out, pushing inside her ass, stretching it even wider and her begging turned to a cry of pain.
“I know you will. Now start licking or I'll stretch you out so wide I could fuck you with a tree,” Ivy threatened. She grabbed Violet's long dark hair and pulled the hero's face into her wet crotch.
Realizing there was no point, Violet didn't try and fight. She stretched her tongue out and began lapping up poison Ivy's pussy juices.
Barts fascination with Violet's treatment allowed Lisa to pull back and wrestle her brother's cock out of her mouth.
“Look,” she whispered quickly, “I know you have to put on a show for her,” she indicated, Ivy. “But you don't have to be so rough.”
In response, Bart grabbed her hair with one hand and started slapping his cock against her face.
“You don't get it, do you?” he asked in rhythm with the slapping. “You're done with the Good Girls, when they find out what you and Mum have been up to they'll disown you in a heartbeat. That means the only thing between you and the Bad Girls is me. I own your ass.” he concluded.
Lisa, clearly realizing Bart was right looked crestfallen.
“But I had a plan,” she stammered.
“New plan,” Bart told her, “You're my little whore now. You do what I want when I want or I'll let Raven and her girls tear you to pieces.”
“But” Lisa murmured looking down.
“But nothing,” Bart pulled her hair tighter, making her gasp. “Are you my little whore, or am I going to have Poison Ivy over there stretch every hole in your body as wide as it'll go.”
“Okay,” Lisa agreed, still looking at the ground.
“Say it,” Bart ordered, his power trip making his yellow cock rock hard, “Say you're my little whore.”
“I'm your little whore.” Lisa whispered refusing to look up.
“No,” Bart corrected her coldly, “Put my cock in your mouth, look me in the eye's and tell me you're my little whore.”
With a pained sigh Lisa took a hold of Bart's cock and popped it back in her mouth, she looked up at him and mumbled.
“Hmmm Ymm Lmmmtmm Whmmm,” round his fat cock.
“And don't you forget it bitch,” Bart said smiling cruelly, “Now suck that cock like the whore you are.”
Her spirit broken, Lisa seemed to switch to automatic pilot. All the years of experience selling herself came to the surface and she started sucking her brother like a pro.
She kissed and licked the tip of his cock before starting to take it in her mouth with long dipping motions. The full length of his substantial penis vanished in and out of her throat with ease.
Violet, desperate to avoid more punishment was eating out poison Ivy with enthusiasm. Any time she slowed even for a moment Poison Ivy would increase the speed the vine's fucked the hero or have another one slide into her. At least five vines now stretched out Violet's pussy and four her ass hole.
“Oh yes,” Poison Ivy screamed, holding Violates head by her hair, “Don't stop, I'm nearly there”
“If she's nearly done you'd best get a move on whore,” Bart told Lisa calmly.
Giving her brother a hateful glare Lisa upped her game. She added a twist of her head into her bobbing head motion and letting his tip hit off the bag of her throat with a loud glugging noise. Long strings of saliva trailed from the corners of her mouth onto her little red boob tube as she impaled her face of Barts's cock.
“That's it you filthy little slut, I hope you like the taste of that cock,” Bart whispered down to her as she worked. “It's going to be in your mouth every day from now on, you're my new personal fuck toy. I'm going to do make you do so much fucked up shit, you have no idea.”
His own degrading monologue to his sister did as much to bring Bart to climax as Lisa's skillful mouth work.
He didn't manage to pull out of her mouth just before he came, his first blast firing directly down her throat. After that spurt after spurt erupted from him and he grabbed his cock aiming it at her face. White jets of Cum splattered all over her nose and mouth, glazing the lower half of her face. Long strings of the stuff dripped down from her face, staining her rep top and coating her single exposed boob.
“Fuck you,” was all Lisa could articulate, her words blowing bubbles in her brother's cum.
The sight of Bart blowing his load over his sister's face pushed Poison Ivy over the edge, she climaxed in an overdramatic series of screams.
“That'll do bitch,” she said to Violet when she was done and the vine's holding her retracted.
The teen hero fell to the ground, landing with a thud in a naked sobbing pile. She curled into the fetal position and covering her face with her hands.
“Way to violate Violet,” Bart grinned to poison Ivy.
Still, nude Poison Ivy stood up and shot him a cold smile, “I'm glad you enjoyed the show because you're up next.”
“Say what?” Bart asked his heart dropping. “Look, you need us to find the book,” he reminded her desperately.
“True,” she agreed in a sweet voice, “But I could just have my little babies rape you and your sister till you tell me where to find it.”
Vine's began encircling Bart and the still kneeling Lisa.
“Bart,” Lisa bubbled, her mouth still full of cum, “Do something.”
“Woah sister,” Bart said pleaded with Poison Ivy, “You don't need to do that.”
“True,” Poison Ivy agreed “But I'm going to do it anyway because I'll enjoy,”
Poison Ivy's sentence was cut short when a baseball bat came down hard on the back of her head. She fell forward landing in an unconscious pile, revealing Harley Quinn standing behind her.
Harley blow an enormous pink bubblegum bubble, “Hiya Baby,” she said brightly when it burst, “Did you miss me?”
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