Get Her to the Googolplex | By : Jayrich Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 6506 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Get Her to the Googolplex
“Can you believe it, Lacey? Tickets to the Tri-State Area Rockapalooza!” Though she didn’t show it as much physically, Vanessa Doofenshmirtz was excited to hold in her hands a ticket to one of the hottest summer concerts ever to be held in Danville. The recent graduate couldn’t wait to see all of her favorite acts on stage with all of her Goth buddies as she bragged to her friend on the phone; even if it did mean spending half of the summer with her father, the evil Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz. Even at 18 years old her mother refused to believe he regularly took part in villainous deeds…although at the moment the only sinister act Heinz was committing was watching the newest episode of a popular pony show. Seeing this, Vanessa quickly became annoyed. “I’ll call you back Lacey; I gotta go see what my Dad is planning.” Hanging up on her friend, she turned her attention towards her father. “Dad, what are you doing? Aren’t you supposed to be planning some glorious scheme or battling Perry?” “What? Oh I’m sorry honey.” He responded. “I was just preoccupied with this children’s show about ponies, which is surprisingly appealing to viewers of all ages.” His daughter scoffed. “Oh please, no show about ponies could ever be…is that a Goth Pony?” “That’s what I’m talking about!” Heinz stated. “It’s an epidemic! It’s like someone can use this to take over the Tri-State Area! In fact, this gives me an idea. Maybe some kind of Pony-inator or…” Instead of listening to her father’s increasingly crazy plans, Vanessa rolled her eyes as she decided to make her leave. “Yeah, that’s great Dad. I’m gonna go pick up my ticket to the concert. By the way, Perry’s spying on you right now from the coffee table.” “Oh that is just ridiculous, sweetie.” Heinz disputed as he stood up and made his way to the coffee table. “This is simply a platypus lamp I picked out from a local garage sale earlier today. I don’t know why but I just thought it brought the whole room together and it was only—GAAKKK!!!” Doofenshmirtz was silenced by a quick roundhouse kick, coming from the lamp in question, which flipped back and into a Martial Arts defensive stance. “What the…a Kung-Fu Platypus Lamp?” Rolling his eyes as Vanessa did earlier, the Platypus reacted by donning a brown fedora. “PERRY the Kung-Fu Platypus Lamp!?” Heinz gasped. “You know in retrospect I question the very idea of buying a Platypus—GAAAAHHHH!!!” Another kick to the chin silenced the evil doctor and ignited a fight between the two; one that Vanessa was too busy to want to be a part of. Exiting out the front door, she made her way down the hallway, beginning the journey to obtain her ticket and feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. ---------------------------------------- “We are so the luckiest girls in the world!” Candace Flynn made that exclamation in the middle of her room with her best friend, Stacy Hirano. In their hands they both held the very item in which Vanessa Doofenshmirtz journeyed to get, tickets to the concert. “I still can’t believe Jeremy and his band are gonna open the concert!” Stacy said. “And as his girlfriend, we get front-row seats AND backstage passes.” Candace added. “This is gonna be the best night…” Candace cut herself off as she developed a faraway look in her eyes, one that concerned her friend. “Candace, are you alright?” “Stacy…my Busting-Sense is tingling.” “Oh, no!” Stacy protested. “This is a huge night for us! Please don’t go crazy over your—!” It was too late. Candace didn’t even bother to listen to her friend’s plea as she rushed to her bedroom window to spy on her extremely imaginative 15-year-old brothers, Phineas & Ferb. “What are you two doing down there!?” “Oh, hey Candace.” Phineas greeted as Ferb waved to her. “We were just finishing signing for our delivery. We’ve been commissioned to work on the stage effects for the big concert tonight.” “You…at the concert…TONIGHT!?” Rage began to swell inside of Candace as she stormed out of her room, down the stairs and out of her house to confront her brothers and the delivery guy in the backyard. Unfortunately, she was too late to stop the signing. “Hey, are you guys a little young to be handling epic stage effects at a concert?” “Yes, yes they are!” Candace answered for them, before turning to Phineas. “Listen you two, there is NO WAY you’re going to that concert and doing ANYTHING with the stage tonight!” “But we have a binding contract.” Phineas argued as Ferb showed the contract. “I DON’T CARE!!!” Candace yelled. “I’m not gonna have my Jeremy perform on some stage that you’ll suddenly turn into some…Mecha-Dragon or Spaceship that blasts off to Neptune! You’re not going anywhere near that concert, because I’m telling Mom!” And with that fiery determination to bust her brothers, Candace marched off in search of her mother, who was currently partaking in Bowling downtown. Just as she made her dramatic exit, Isabella made her usual low-key entrance, wearing a Fireside Girl Scoutmaster’s outfit, reflecting her promotion over the years. “Hey Phineas, What’cha doin’?” She asked like clockwork. “Huh, oh hey Isabella.” Phineas greeted. “We’re just finishing up for the big concert tonight and…oh man, I totally forgot about the holographic projector! They’re gonna need it for the grand finale! Ferb, can you—!” Before Phineas could even finish his question, his brother flashed him the thumbs up, and went on his way to retrieve the final component. “That’s why I love him, a man of action. Hey, that reminds me, where’s Perry?” At that moment, Phineas’ beloved pet was fiercely toe-to-toe with his rival Doofenshmirtz. A quick sweep of the leg took the mad doctor off of his feet. But as he leapt in for the coup ’de grace… “RED LIGHT!!!” …a red energy beam from a nearby traffic light blinded him, while also leaving him paralyzed from movement. Doofenshmirtz took this time to slowly get up, brush himself off, and gloat about his newest trap. “Gotcha! Fell for my Traffic Light Trap, didn’t you Perry the Platypus? GREEN LIGHT!!!” A green beam of energy hit Perry, freeing him from his paralysis. But as he stormed forward… “RED LIGHT!!!” …he was once again rendered motionless. “Like it? I got the idea from the Green Light, Red Light game I played at school while I was young.” Doofenshmirtz revealed. “Although every time I played I was always stuck in Red Light. OH, that reminds me. YELLOW LIGHT!!!” This time a golden energy beam shoots out from the traffic light, and Perry finds himself moving in slow-motion towards Doofenshmirtz, with no way to control his speed. “I always wonder why no kid would call this out during the game. Anyway, you’re just in time to see my newest invention…THE ENVY-INATOR!!! Walking over to his balcony, he revealed his latest work; a huge weapon that oddly looks like a reject from a 1950’s Sci-Fi TV Show. “As you know, I’ve always been jealous of my older brother Roger, since he’s the Mayor of the City and so successful. So I figure, why should I suffer through that alone? With this, I can zap the entire city and make them just as jealous as me. And since I have full control over my jealousy, I will take over the Tri-State Area!” He then noticed a blinking light on the side of his invention. “And while I’m doing that I can find out why this green light is always blinking, which is strange because I invented this and…oh, I said Green Light, didn’t I? Maybe Perry didn’t hear—OOMPHH!!!” But Agent P did, and his flying kick sent Doofenshmirtz stumbling into his Envy-inator, triggering it as it fired randomly down to the streets below in the business district. Where coincidentally his daughter was picking up her tickets for the big concert, with Norm as her escort. “I still can’t believe my dad made you come along, Norm.” Vanessa lamented. “He only ordered it for your protection.” Norm replied. “By the way, nice weather we’re having…” Vanessa simply sighed as she took her tickets and made her way towards the exit. As she left the ticket office, she suddenly hit something solid and felt herself falling forward. “UHNNF!!” Luckily, she avoided her face smashing into the pavement as something under her broke her fall. Looking down, she saw the person responsible for her false landing…Ferb. “Ow! Hey…it’s you.” She said, surprised to see him. “Sorry about that, hope I didn’t hurt you.” Ferb was anything but hurt, however. Though she did fall down on top of him, his face was now nestled between her leather-cupped bosom. Instinctively he wanted to caress them endlessly while motor boating them to his heart’s content, but logic prevailed and he allowed her to stand up untouched. A moment later, she helped him to his feet. “You’re Ferb, right?” She asked. “I’ve seen you a few times around town, but we haven’t hung out since that who ‘Travel around the world during the Summer Solstice’ adventure. By the way, sorry about my Dad. Sometimes he can be a little…” As Vanessa continued to explain her father’s ways and how they can irk her to no end and get him landed in Federal Prison, the energy ray from her father’s Envy-inator finally hit its target…Norm. Neither of them noticed him being struck, and they also failed to see the changes occurring in Doofenshmirtz’s assistant; most noticeably his eyes turning to green. “…and don’t even get me started on my ballerina recital. The Coast Guard had to send reinforcements and—!” “Hi, I’m Norm.” Both of them turned to the rather large robot, who held out his hand as an invitation. “Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce him. This is my Dad’s helper robot, Norm.” “Don’t I mean more to you than that?” Vanessa felt that question was a little odd coming from him. “What do you mean?” “You…complete me.” “Uh, Norm? Are you feeling alright?” The automaton didn’t answer, instead switching his focus to Ferb. “Hey tough guy, you muscling in on my girl?” Suddenly, Norm pushed Vanessa aside in order to face down the green-haired genius. The Envy-inator was working to its fullest potential as jealousy was overpowering Norm’s logic circuits, and making him see Ferb as a rival to Vanessa’s love. “Wait, YOUR girl?” Vanessa responded. “I know I just broke up with Johnny but the two of us can’t work out! I mean, you’re just too…mechanical!” Norm paid no attention to Vanessa’s pleading, instead raising his fist and readying to smash it down onto Ferb’s head. Thinking quickly, Vanessa leapt across the automaton, pushing Ferb out of the way as his fist crashed through the concrete. “I think we should run now.” She suggested, to which Ferb nodded in agreement. The two of them proceeded to race down the block, with Norm in hot pursuit. “Wait, come back! I only have eyes for you!” -------------------------------------------------------- “MOM! MOOOOOOOOM!!!” Linda Flynn-Fletcher already dreaded hearing her daughter’s voice as it echoed through the air. She was practicing with her Bowling Team, but after rolling the ball down the lane she didn’t even bother to see the results as she looked down at her wristwatch. “Hmm, she’s 10 minutes late today…” As the sound of pins cracking pierced the Alley air, Candace & Stacey reached Linda. “MOM, you won’t believe this!” “I’m quite sure you’re right.” Linda agreed. “But that hasn’t stopped you before.” Candace continued. “Phineas & Ferb are working at the concert!” “Oh, how nice.” Linda replied. “They must’ve finally gotten that internship they were looking for.” “NO! Not like that!” Candace complained, before explaining. “They’re gonna be doing the backstage stuff, with the boom, and the fire, and the Mecha-Dragons & Spaceships!” There was a significant moment of silence between mother & daughter before Linda spoke to her. “Candace, honey, you really should listen to what you say sometimes. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a 7-10 split to make.” “But Mom, really, they’re gonna—!” “Candace?” Almost in an instant, the young redhead’s focus switched from busting her brothers to attending to her boyfriend as she turned to see him walking up. “Jeremy! What are you doing here?” “Our mothers are on the same bowling team, remember.” He reminded her. “Anyway, I was just on the way to the park to help set up for our gig tonight. What are you doing here?” “Oh you know, just hanging.” Candace replied, playing nonchalant as they walked out of the Bowl-R-Ama together. Unbeknownst to the couple though was Stacey, who as soon as she stepped out was struck with the energy beam from the Envy-inator. It happened in a flash, but was still effective as she began to show glowing green eyes like Norm displayed earlier. Meanwhile, Candace simply laughed with her boyfriend. “HAHAHAHAHA! That is SO funny, Jeremy!” “But, I didn’t even tell a joke.” Jeremy responded, puzzled. “You didn’t need to, because you ARE one!” As those words cross Candace’s ears, she felt an arm wrapping lovingly around her. Turning to her left, she spotted Stacey getting close, her eyes giving off a jade glow as she slyly smirked. “Stacey, just what the heck are you—are you grabbing my boob!?” Candace could feel her best friend’s hand groping her left breast, disregarding anyone who was in eyesight of the scene, especially her boyfriend. “Uh Stacey, you alright?” “I’m fine, Jeremy.” Stacey replied mockingly. “And I’d be even better if I didn’t have to look at you begging for Candace’s attention!” “OK, Jeremy, I’m REALLY sorry about this.” Candace said, laughing nervously. “She’s obviously just nervous about the big concert tonight. You know, front rows seats and—STOP GROPING MY BREASTS, STACEY!!!” But the young Asian woman didn’t cease, instead she began groping with both of her hands, taunting Jeremy blatantly out in public. “Bet you wish you had your hands on these, huh Rock Star? To feel how soft they are and her perky nipples…” Stacey wasn’t lying either, Candace’s nipples were hard. Though she’d never admit it, and she loathed the current situation, she loved having Stacey play with her tits like this. It felt wrong, but oh so good. Unfortunately it came with a price as Jeremy had seen enough. “Wow…this is a lot for me right now. I’m…just gonna head to the park for a concert.” He said, making his leave. “See you there Candace, I guess…” “Oh you’ll see her!” Stacey replied for her friend. “And you’ll be seeing these, too. You’ll just never have them.” “No, Jeremy, she’s crazy!” Candace disputed. “You can have them anytime you want! You can even motorboat them!” It didn’t appear that he heard her though, and it enraged Candace as she turned around and grabbed Stacey’s shoulders, fiercely angry with her BFF. “Have you lost your MIND!? How could you do this to me!? You just ruined my relationship!” Stacey didn’t hear one word to leave Candace’s enraged lips, though. Instead, her focus was on Jeremy, who had turned back to see why Candace was yelling. “He’s looking at us…” “AND ANOTHER THING, I—he is?” Turning around, Candace spotted that he was indeed looking at the two of them, which gave Stacey an idea. “We should make him jealous.” “We should—wait, what? NO! Sta—WHOA!!!” Before she knew it, Candace was being pulled by her BBF around the corner into the alley of Bowl-R-Ama, out of view from most of the public, but right in Jeremy’s eyesight. Pinned against the brick exterior of the building, Candace was unprepared for what came next, as she felt her BFF’s hand venture under her white skirt, and into her cotton panties. “Stacey, what are you—oh, no! No, no! That’s unmarked territory, sister!” But the effects of the Envy-inator were too strong, and Stacey proceeded to rub her two digits against Candace’s bare muff. And to stop any more vocal protests, she shoved her lips into Candace’s; her tongue venturing into her best friend’s mouth. This was almost too much for Candace; she had barely open-mouthed kissed Jeremy during their relationship, and now she was feeling every inch of Stacey’s tongue, while her fingers were exploring inside Candace’s snatch. She could feel the redhead getting wetter with her movements, and it served to moisten her panties as well. Her excitement was rising, and she broke their kiss to shift her focus lower. In an instant she had Candace’s blouse & bra pulled up, and was using her mouth as a suction cup on her breasts. Her middle & ring fingers were also hard at work pumping her BFF’s pussy. Candace was near a state of delirium; she was upset about what Stacey had done that could’ve ruined her relationship with Jeremy, but she was also overtaken by the pleasure she felt at that moment. “I don’t know what’s going on. This is like some kind of weird wet dream. Maybe Phineas & Ferb…AAHH!!!” Candace felt goosebumps wash over her body as Stacey withdrew her soaked fingers, wearing a devious grin. “Speaking of…I know what I’m gonna do today.” And she proceeded to show exactly what as she ventured lower down Candace’s slender frame, slowly pulling down her pink Ducky Momo panties until they reached her ankles. Though Candace didn’t physically try to stop her friend, she was more than vocal about her protest. “OK Stacey, this has gone far enough!” She said, her voice trying to show firmness. “You need…You need—!” Lifting Candace’s leg slightly, and rubbing her firm backside with her hands, Stacey answered for her friend. “I need my tongue inside you.” And as Stacey’s head delved under Candace’s skirt, her tongue ventured inside of her pussy. The sensation was almost too much for the redhead as she leaned back against the brick wall, placing both hands on Stacey’s head to keep balance. Stacey moaned in delight as she caressed her BFF’s backside and let her tongue run wild deep inside of her snatch. Her tongue reached everyone, making sure not to neglect anything between Candace’s thighs. She even added to her oral attack by using her middle finger to probe between her inner walls, as her tongue ran over her soaking wet pussy lips and her hard clit. Candace was ready to sink her fingers through the brick as her breath quickened. Her legs quivered with each movement of Stacey’s tongue as she rode her face closer to her climax, which was right on the horizon. She could feel it coming, and as Stacey’s finger and tongue relentlessly invaded her muff, she was unable to stop it. “Stacey, stop!” Candace pleaded. “You can’t do this…I…I’m gonna…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!” Her high-pitched scream filled the air, and was loud enough to be heard from several blocks away. It came through loud and clear from inside the Bowl-R-Ama, but Linda quickly disregarded the scream as she had heard it numerous times before. “Jeremy must’ve bought her some gift or something.” But in truth, it was Candace giving the gift as she came hard, squirting out her juices onto her BFF’s face. Worn from the torrential pleasure storm she experienced, she rested against the wall as Stacey slowly rose to her feet, licking her lips. Her eyes still burned with a jade glow, but this time it didn’t go unnoticed. “Stacey…what’s up with your eye?” Candace asked wearily. “I have no idea.” Stacey answered, licking her lips again. “Hmm, a little salty, but good. Hey, where’s Jeremy?” Both girls looked around to notice that Candace’s Boyfriend was nowhere to be found. “Jeremy’s…gone?” “Guess he must’ve gone to the concert.” Stacey deduced as she grabbed her friend’s wrist. “Come on, we can to our front row seats and tease him with your puppies!” The redhead was too weary to stop her friend from leading the way as they dashed out of the alley. As they crossed the street though, Candace spotted an even odder sight; her stepbrother Ferb and the girl she knew as Vanessa running for their lives, being chased by a huge robotic man in a suit. “Nothing…makes sense…anymore…”
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