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Party For Darwin	By : ShadowProc213 Category: +1 through F > Amazing World of Gumball, The Views: 11551 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Planning and Partying
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The fish opened his wide eyes inside his bowl, looking left and speaking a few words to awaken his brother. "Gumball, I think I'm going to need your help with something serious."

"Sure thing, buddy. Anything to help my favorite brother." The blue cat smiled, his eyes still glued half-shut by the haze of his own dreams.

"No, dude, this is something really serious. I think you should actually be awake before we talk about it." Darwin encouraged. Not just slowing down Gumball's agreement, but also trying to temper himself.

It took about twenty minutes before they were walking their way to their collective High School. Thanks to some aggressive tutoring from one of their great grandparents, they had both gotten into the AP Courses, though Darwin had gotten a little farther. Still, Darwin's reason for trying harder wasn't entirely himself. He was trying to keep up with a girl, and spend as much time as he could with her.

"Right, so, you're awake now?" Darwin asked.

"I promise to stay awake until lunch." Gumball mocked. "Now what has you freaking out?"

"Carrie and I have decided that we're both ready to take the big leap." Darwin answered, his eyes glazing over with sparkles and tiny rainbows.

Gumball snapped his fingers a few times in front of the fish, getting him back to reality. "You're planning on marrying a ghost?"

The orange immediately drained from the fish's face. "No, not that leap. We decided we're ready to sleep together."

"Neat trick. One of you doesn't have a penis. The other one doesn't have a body. Like, any kind of body." Gumball sniped. Darwin's eyes immediately started tearing up, and Gumball wished he could take it all back. "Come on, dude. You grew legs. You can definitely grow a dick if you want one." He tried.

"I know that!" Darwin yelled back at him. "I'm upset about Carrie! I know I can grow one more limb, but we can't grow her a whole body!"

"Maybe we can just borrow something. You know, one of those girls who's not using their body?" Gumball nudged.

"Dude, I think you just described sexual assault. You know, that thing that Tobias is still doing plenty of community service for committing?" Darwin sniped back, enjoying the chance to mock his brother after the verbal volley from earlier.

But behold, Tobias himself, the wealthy young rainbow boy, jogged up beside them both. "Hey guys. Just have to make sure everyone knows..." Tobias sort of trailed off.

"You get handsy. Everyone in the freaking school already knows. We all signed the same petition to let you come to school anyway. Telling us is redundant!" Gumball shouted at him.

Tobias hanged his head as he jogged off.

"That was harsh." Darwin observed.

"If he wanted me to be nice, he should have felt me up like he did everyone else." Gumball snarled.

"When you get older, some therapist is going to make a mint off of you." Darwin thought aloud.

"Probably. Now, back to your quest to put a theoretical, freshly grown reproductive organ inside a dead girl." Gumball mocked.

Carrie popped into existence right between them. "I'm not dead. I'm undead. Now what's this about borrowing a girl?"

"It's a bad idea." Darwin reaffirmed.

"It's a bad idea if we don't get their permission first." Carrie corrected. "Just like when Gumball and I went on those food binges in Junior High."

"You asked to eat one bite, then stuffed me full of more food than I ever want to see again." Gumball reminded her.

"I admit, I lost control back then. But this time, we just need to be professional, and properly disclose the arrangement to each candidate." Carrie explained coldly.

"Sounds like you've thought this through, but I've got a very good question. What does any of this have to do with me?" Gumball asked.

"When's the last time you saw Darwin capable of asking people awkward, embarrassing, possibly very offensive things?" Carrie demanded.

Gumball flashed back to a musical number where Darwin viscerally insulted everyone at their school, faculty included. "So, I'm going to be helping Carrie to interview girls?"

"No..." Darwin started.

"Yes. Gumball is going to be helping me. And you... will be evolving." Carrie instructed. "Like that orange fish Pokemon." Darwin's eyes started watering again, and she placed an ethereal kiss on his forehead. "You know, the one that grows into something awesome! Don't worry. I'll love whatever you grow. But first you have to grow it." She joked, met with even further progress toward tears. "Gumball, help me." Carrie begged her blue friend.

"Don't worry, dude. I'll find a hot girl for Carrie to possess. You just relax and focus on growing a fancy new 'D' for her." Gumball assured him. Despite the sentence having all the same stresses and flaws, Darwin did seem to relax.

"Okay, so after school, Gumball and I will start interviewing. You just relax in Study Hall. Alright, Darwin?" Carrie asked, and the fish nodded.

School kept them all busy until lunch, where it gave them only a brief reprieve.

Unfortunately for Gumball, that reprieve included his own girlfriend glaring at him. A young lady in burning orange, with antlers sprouting from her head. "Gumball, why is there a personal ad on Elmore Plus that is asking for loose girls, and it's tagged with your name?" Penny asked through gritted teeth. "And why are you napping? It's noon!"

Gumball forced his eyes open. "Still a cat, growing into the sleep cycle. The ad isn't to find a girl for me, it's to find a girl for Darwin."

"What about Carrie?" Penny asked.

"Carrie's the one who asked for my help. I guess she thinks I'll have some insight into Darwin's perspectives on feminine beauty." Gumball waved his hands with that last sentence, dropping his head face-first back into a plate of spaghetti.

"I want in." Penny declared, her voice not even wavering.

"You want to sleep with my brother?" Gumball asked, sounding confused.

"Actually, I want to be bound by a powerful, aggressive girl..." Penny chewed a little on her lip as she thought about it. "But Darwin is pretty cute, too. Think he'd be up for it?"

"Ahem." Gumball coughed at her.

"I'd let you watch." Penny promised.

"In seven years or so, some marriage counselor is gonna make a killing off us both." Gumball thought aloud, repeating what Darwin had said earlier. The courses they were in left them each in a different lunch session.

"So, that's a no?" Penny asked.

"I never said that." Gumball teased. "But you do have to interview like everyone else."

"Hard ass." Penny remarked.

"It's not my policy." Gumball argued. "It's Carrie's policy."

"Who said anything about policy?" Penny teased, slapping her boyfriend on the ass before walking away.

"Why does she get to do that, and I get prosecuted when I do it!?" Tobias yelled from across the room, the whole lunchroom ignoring him.

The only one who did show up to respond to his whining was Carrie, floating by toward Gumball. "Because they're in a stable relationship, and you're a reviled creep who grabs everyone without consent." Carrie explained, sneering as Tobias ran off. She tapped on Gumball to wake him up. "Hey, spaghetti-face, I've got a delivery for you." Carrie announced, slapping down a folder that was rubber banded closed. "And we have a big problem."

"None of the pretty girls were up for being banged by a fish?" Gumball asked, wiping his face clean. "I could have told you that."

"Then you'd be wrong. Very wrong. Every girl I asked was into it. 'I want to be possessed!' 'I want to know what Darwin looks like naked!'" Carrie poured on extra whiny sarcasm into each imitation. "'I bet he can do all sorts of weird things with his fins!'"

"Carrie, calm down. There can't be that many. Really. How many are there?"

"Masami, Tina, Sussie, Sarah, Teri, Molly, Clare, Jodie, Rachel Wilson... you know, Tobias' older sister who got held back? Then there's Carmen... Leslie and Alan both volunteered, I think we both know why. And... Jamie because she threatened to beat up everyone but Tina and I if she wasn't included."

"That doesn't sound too bad." Gumball encouraged. "I mean, that's eleven... things that we all agree are girls, and two guys that are either way too nice, or way too open about their sexuality. We can go through thirteen people, easy. What else is filling up this notebook?"

"Everyone else in the school. I listed fifty girls, and you just tuned most of them out!" Carrie yelled, which turned to an evil smile. "Your mother applied, too. You want to tell her, or should I?"

"We included a picture of Darwin. I think she knows." Gumball let the cynicism drip from his voice. "...And now I can't get the image of Darwin and our mother out of my head. Perfect." He scowled. "Throw out the girls whose names I don't know. We can definitely deal with fifteen."

"Gumball, you suck at math. Even if we include your mom, there's still only fourteen candidates." Carrie tried to correct him.

"Add Penny. She wants in, and she's on the 'being possessed' side of the fence." Gumball explained.

"Dude, she doesn't even have a real body. She's an ethereal fairy creature made of pure energy." Carrie answered. "I'm not even sure if I can possess that. It sure would be cool, though..." the ghost girl rubbed her lack of a chin. Returning to her professional tone, "So, I've cleared out the guidance counselor's office for our interviews. On the bright side, it's soundproof and has a lobby. Down side, accomplishing that meant seeing the guidance counselor nailing the janitor."

"You have my condolences." Gumball smiled at her. "Everything is scheduled for after school, then?"

"Yep. Come three forty-five, we've got a whole lot of messed up people to talk to. Including your mother." Carrie smirked.

And when it came to 3:45PM...

"In the interest of objectivity, and in a likely futile attempt to reduce the awkwardness of this situation, while I will be asking each personal question, your answers will each be judged by Gumball." Carrie explained. "Let's continue. First interview... everyone."

"Excuse me? I was told these would be private." Alan insisted.

"About that." Gumball scratched down a few words. "We need to comb through this group a little extra. How many people here have genitals? Just put your hands up."

Tina, Sussie, Molly, Clare, Jodie, Rachel, Jamie, Penny, and Nicole all put their hands up.

Sarah, a six foot, goofy yellow cone of ice cream with thick red lips, and noodle-thin arms and legs, was the first one to break the bout of awkward silence. "Does it count if we can change our shape enough to approximate them?"

Leslie was the second to speak up. "What about me? Most plants are technically hermaphrodites."

"Sarah, are you room temperature, or would you give someone frostbite down there?"

"I'm room temperature or warmer. It's why I'm always so drippy. It's because of my warm heart!" Sarah smiled.

"Okay. Anyone who either has female genitalia or can approximate them, please raise your hands as well." Gumball instructed, and Masami and Sarah both raised their hands, taking a moment to high-five each other and giggle. "Gentle reminder. I'm not here just to judge you all like pieces of meat. We'll also be considering your personality, Darwin's likely feelings toward you, and possibly other factors. As for Alan and Leslie, you can both leave."

"We have as much right to interview as anyone else. Just because you don't like us--" Alan squeaked out, being quickly interrupted by Gumball.

"You're right, Alan. I don't like you. I also know for a fact that Darwin is straight, and you're both boys, sort of. You act masculine enough that it would creep him out. Bye!" The blue cat pushed them both out the door, marching back to his place in front of these likely-unstable women.

"Second interview. Teri. Step into my parlor, said the spider to the fly." Carrie teased, opening up the office door.

"Everyone else, feel free to chat amongst yourselves." Gumball announced, sliding into the office, door easing shut behind him.

"Teri, how are you going to keep from giving Darwin some very uncomfortable paper cuts?" Carrie demanded, twitching in a sort of angry smile.

"I can easily draw on the nude female form to both my front and back, in any of several art styles." Teri answered.

"This is already boring, and I know how to speed things up. If you agree to this, you'll have to tongue-kiss Darwin." Gumball explained, and Teri immediately ran from the office, screaming. "One down."

"Next!" Carrie yelled, and Tina stomped her way in. She wasn't angry, but it's difficult for something the size of a t-rex to walk gently. "What makes you more valuable for this venture than the other girls?" Carrie asked.

"Unlike most of the other girls, including that fake-dino Molly, I have a cloaca, so I think he'd be more comfortable with me. We've both got scales... and I'm pretty sure I could keep from accidentally crushing him." Tina snarled. It wasn't an attempt to intimidate anyone. Just the way she talked.

"We'll call you." Gumball cut her off before she said anything else. "I'm not just saying that. Darwin is doing his best to grow something new, but if he can't, your cell phone's gonna ring."

"I've been with amphibians and mammals before. Remember the mammoth we had on the chess team?" Tina insisted.

"We'll consider that. Next!" Carrie yelled as she opened the door. Tina left, and Rachel walked in.

"Rachel. What are your qualifications?" Carrie asked, trying to stay professional.

Rachel didn't share her tact. "Because Darwin's been into me since he was like, eleven. I was his first kiss!"

"No you weren't." Carrie scolded, adopting an icy tone.

"Then who was? You, ghost girl?" Rachel tried to continue her snark.

"Nope. Me." Gumball smiled. "Falling tree house. Weird day. There's the door."

"You need someone hot, and look at me. My bod is awesome, my butt is tight, and my rack is huge!" Rachel yelled again.

"This isn't about your appearance. This is because you're a bitch. Now get out, and send in Carmen. She's more cuddly." Gumball taunted, and Rachel reluctantly did so, sending in a little green cactus with arms, legs, and a big smile on her face, who gladly hopped up on the chair.

"Changing up the question a little. How are going to not injure Darwin?" Carrie asked, actually looking confused.

"By not poking him." Carmen answered, smiling as big as ever.

"Carmen, your arms and legs aren't even real limbs. They're spines that you walk on and hold things with. It's impressive, sure, but it'll probably poke the fish." Gumball reminded her.

"Oh, I would never use my body, I was actually thinking I could do the same thing for Darwin that Alan and I do. We use toys." Carmen explained.

"Toys?" Carrie raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Usually, we'll twist Alan into a phallic shape, then use a pocket pussy or a big latex butt. I hold it, talk dirty, and he does his thing."

"Then how do you get off?" Carrie asked.

"I'm a plant. We've been getting off for eons, though it's not really monogamous, just ask the bees." Carmen smirked.

"Alright, then. You're not fit for the position." Gumball started.

"You're rejecting me for that joke?" Carmen demanded, concern in her voice.

"No, I'm promoting you based on your skill set. You can't be a vessel for Carrie, but you'll be very good at finding equipment. In the interest of knowing what you'll need, have a seat over here." Gumball patted the seat between himself and where Carrie was floating.

Carrie stuck her head through the wall, and yelled, "Next, we're thinning herd a little. Jodie, you're too young, so please leave. Clare, a gentle reminder that this ghostly possession includes sex with Darwin."

"Okay." Both Clare and Jodie said in unison, walking out somewhat politely.

"Nicole, you're up next." Carrie ushered her in. "First question, and most important question: why are you auditioning to have sex with your own son?"

"I'm not." Nicole answered, arms folded and legs crossed. "I'm just here to offer help. By getting everyone out of my house for an evening. Or several every month."

"We'd really appreciate that." Gumball agreed. "Now please leave. You're making the other candidates nervous."

About five minutes later, Carrie walked out to the lobby. "We're dividing you all into two groups. The B-team will be made up of the organics; Sussie, Jamie, and Molly. The C-team will be made up of the shape changers; Penny, Sarah, and Masami."

"Wait, then who gets to be the A-team?" Penny asked, and as she did, Gumball was opening the door.

"A-team is made up of Carrie, Carmen and Nicole." Gumball announced. "That will be Carrie doing her ghostly possession, Carmen will be helping us with some toys and novelties, and my mother will be clearing out the house so we won't get interrupted."

"Not to be the voice of dissent, but there's a very important question that nobody is asking. There are six girls here who are physically interested in Darwin, plus Carmen and Carrie, who have some more complex plans... but what exactly is Gumball going to be doing?"

"Coaching Darwin, setting up the bedroom, probably watching..." Carrie tried to whisper that last part.

"That was never disclosed to all of us." Masami frowned at Carrie, although behind her a few of the other girls smiled.

"Is it a deal breaker?" Gumball asked.

"Are you going to touch us?" Masami shot back.

"I think that should be on a case-by-case basis." Carrie suggested.

"Then I guess it's fine." Masami shrugged as best she could, being mostly just a cloud.

"This should be fun, when we... when is this going to happen?" Sarah asked, bringing that thought to the forefront of every girl's mind.

"I'll talk with my mom about clearing the house out. We'll send you private invitations over Elmore Plus." Gumball sprinted out the door, his six-girl dossier under his arm. Before he'd even gotten all the way out of the school, his pocket began buzzing.

"Probably Darwin..." And indeed it was, with a text message popping up. 'Second floor boys bathroom. Need HELP!' With that kind of panic on the screen, Gumball took off up the stairs, barging his way into the only bathroom on the second floor. Walking up to the only closed stall, he knocked on the door. "Darwin?"

Darwin looked down to see Gumball's blue feet on that floor outside his stall. "I think we have a problem." Darwin opened up the door to the stall, revealing a spot where his legs met with the bottom of his head. There wasn't much of a torso, but this area seemed to be covered in mucus, blood, some scales, and from it were two dangling quasi-tails. Each one covered in its own set of veins and what would appear to be a line of reddish-orange lumps. Gumball was left speechless until Darwin snapped his fin at the cat a few times. "Dude, did you hear me? I said we have a problem."

"Right..." Gumball darted into one of the adjacent stalls, emptying his stomach into that toilet bowl. "You definitely need to clean yourself up, but I think we're on track." He hacked out the last bits of lunch before grabbing some toilet paper to clean his mouth with.

"Gumball, is there something wrong with it? With me?" Darwin asked, eyes watering.

"That is not a fair question." Gumball answered, turning around and flushing his puke. "I've never seen anything like that before. Why are there two of it? Why are there extra bulging parts on the sides? And most importantly, why is it covered in blood?" He sat down on the toilet, closing and locking the stall door.

"I think it's always like that. The legs were bloody when they first grew, too, but the water must have washed it all away." Darwin thought back to his legs; these beautiful, functional, nearly muscular legs.

"We need a different perspective on this. Carrie-Carrie-Carrie!" He said her name three times rapidly, summoning the ghost to the air in front of him.

"Yeah, Gumball, what do you need?" She demanded. "I just finished talking with the girls about their limits. Here you go." And she handed him a few extra pages.

"The reason I called you is in the next stall." Gumball directed her with his thumb.

"What could-- whoa!" She just about shrieked, having passed through the wall.

"See, Gumball? Even she was freaked out, and her father is a literal horror story!" Darwin whined, building up to one of his panics.

"Um, Gumball?" Carrie asked, and got a nod out of the blue cat. She immediately flew into Gumball's body, taking full control. She reached a paw down below the barrier between the two bathroom stalls. "Darwin," She started, her voice coming out of Gumball's mouth, "Hold our hand and tell me what's wrong."

"Because I'm disgusting." Darwin answered, trembling at the thought of just a moment ago. "Gumball actually threw up when he saw it. They're super sensitive, and they did this thing after they burst out of me the first time, like they squirted gooey pink stuff out of them all over the bottom of my desk."

"Is that all?" Carrie asked. "You need to relax. I didn't scream because I was disgusted. I screamed because I was excited. How did you even grow that?"

"Japanese comics. You know, with the girls and the squid. Keeping the marine life in there makes it easier for me..." Darwin admitted. "What about Gumball?"

"He was disgusted. Mostly because of the blood. I can hear him in here." Carrie assured Darwin. "Even that jerk knows that you can't judge someone based on their... metamorphoses."

"That's an awfully big word for him." Darwin dabbed off more and more of the blood from these newly grown protrusions, until they were mostly clean. Wiping his fin off, he held the hand that Carrie was offering.

"He says he knows lots of more bigger words than you." Carrie added.

"'More bigger'. Really? He's saying that? As in, he's got a running track of this conversation? Does that mean he can feel my hand, too?" Darwin asked, poking the fleshy protrusions, trying to stuff them back into the part of him where they had burst forth from.

"Not really. He knows it's happening, but it's up to me what senses he gets to use. I'm keeping sight and hearing on, but everything else is suppressed." Carrie answered. "It's going to come in handy, actually. Some of the girls are particular about what senses they want active. Most of them are just afraid that their first time will hurt, which is a myth anyway."

"How many girls?" Darwin asked.

"Six girls." Carrie answered. "We're still working on setting it all up, but it'll be at yours and Gumball's house."

"How did you pull that off?" Darwin questioned further.

"Your mom is in cahoots with us. She's getting both your dad and your sister out of there. Instant house party... For the ten people involved." Carrie explained.

"Ten? You said six. Plus me is seven..." Darwin started trying to count in his head.

"Six girls to act as vessels. Plus Carrie, to possess those vessels. Plus Carmen, who's in charge of toys, condoms, lube, that kind of stuff. So far, that's eight. Tack on Gumball, who will be making sure everything goes smoothly outside the bedroom, and Darwin, my handsome fish-man." Carrie fully explained.

"Okay," Darwin took his hand away from the blue paw it was holding. "That all sounds great, but it doesn't solve the one big problem we have right now. I don't have any pants."

Carrie flew out of Gumball, and Gumball decided to rejoin the active conversation. "Darwin, you never have any pants."

"Yeah, but I didn't have a dick before! Now I've got two, and I feel like I need twice the pants!"

"Double nothing is still zero." Gumball quipped.

"You're missing the point." Carrie interrupted before the argument devolved any further. "Give him your pants."

"But then I won't have any pants!" Gumball yelled, missing Carrie's idea.

"You wear boxers, stupid! I know, I felt them rubbing up against us! By the way, good job getting a hard-on in school!" Carrie yelled back.

"It's a stress thing... and I was thinking about all the girls..." Gumball pouted at her.

"I get it!" Darwin beamed. "You give me your pants, and you keep the boxers. That way, we each look a little off, but we're not naked."

"That's... a good plan." Gumball slipped out of his pants and handed them off under the stall. "We can head home from here, then focus on getting you actually dressed."

The next several days went by just fine, with Darwin finding himself some breezy shorts to wear, hiding his new growths under them. Anais had qualified for some big college scholarship, and Nicole decided it was a good idea to use this as a good excuse. After all, her sons were both over eighteen, and she couldn't do anything to stop their dumber plans; but at least this way, she could save the cost of a few tickets to Anais' favorite restaurant.

"Okay, boys. We'll be back tomorrow morning. No parties." Nicole winked at her two sons as she closed the door behind her, already having literally packed her husband Richard into the car, and politely asked her much smaller daughter to get in the backseat. Anais was really the spitting neon pink image of Richard... if Richard ever dieted or exercised.

At twelve years old, and already spending an additional year just doing extra work to get into the best possible learning institution. Gumball and Darwin had a different plan for the future, and Nicole was happy that it had come along, but tonight was less about good plans for the future. It was about bad ideas, done right here and now.

Nicole could actually see someone parking in her driveway before she was all the way down the street. She thought to herself, 'Either those boys are getting better at planning, or they've got some real expert girls to help them out...' She smirked at the thought of her sons growing up.

Inside the Watterson house, Gumball had already laid out bowls with chips, carrot sticks, a platter of some hot-dogs-wrapped-in-crescent-rolls, and a counter full of different soda.

"Well," Carrie thought aloud, "You certainly are... organized. Wouldn't have predicted that."

"Darwin is upstairs." Gumball pointed straight up.

"I couldn't figure out a way to send a picture of Darwin's you-know-what over Elmore plus... Without getting banned. What about the off chance that the other girls freak out when they see it?" Carrie asked.

"We've got an ace in the hole." Gumball answered, walking out past the nice big SUV that had brought nearly everyone, and up to the station wagon that Carmen had driven here. Carrie followed his purposeful stride, opening the door so that Gumball could pick up the first, thankfully unmarked, box of stuff. It was an unmarked storage bin, and it didn't take a genius to smell the packed-in latex wafting out from under the lid.

"Who? Penny?" Carrie demanded.

"Sarah!" Gumball yelled, and the girl made of ice cream came running up to him, eagerly helping to get a second box inside the house.

"So... ice cream girl is our ace?" Carrie asked.

"Let's check." Gumball started. "Sarah, are you still drawing comic books about me and Darwin?"

"Oh, sure. Especially with that new stuff you've been doing with that black cat teacher after school." Sarah explained. "It's got me going back to the ninja manga style, instead of the American hero style." She set down her box beside the coffee table in the living room.

"Ninja manga? I'll take a look at that later. Any, uh, hentai?" Gumball asked, ignoring the obvious confession that Sarah had been watching him again, setting his box down beside hers.

"Just a few, but I always felt bad about the shipping, since he's with Carrie, and you're with Penny. Shipping you with my character always feels wrong, like I'm betraying their trust..." Sarah explained.

"You've never seen Darwin naked." Gumball prodded.

"Yes she has. We all have. He only wore shoes until Tuesday." Carmen reminded everyone, taking the lids off both boxes and arranging everything on the coffee table.

"Yeah, he hasn't worn pants before, but he also didn't have a dick before." Gumball reminded the girls. "So, how did you draw it?"

"In all the versions she showed us. it looked just like yours..." Carmen commented.

"Yeah. I wasn't really sure what to draw, so I sort of guessed at it. The final draft just made you both look identical from the waist down..." Sarah trailed off for a moment. "The rough drafts looked different. Gumball acted extra feline, and Darwin was all tentacle-ish. I kept those pages to... myself." She confessed, red blushing appearing on her round yellow face, and a nervous sigh escaping from her luscious red lips.

"Someone's been a bad girl!" Masami teased, flying right above Sarah.

"Bad girl? Sarah's just been moved to the top of the list." Gumball announced.

"List? What list? And why is she first?" Masami demanded.

"Darwin is nervous, and she's the least likely to make him uncomfortable." Gumball answered.

"So? I'm the prettiest." Masami crossed her arms in front of her chest, manifesting a full female body from the clouds that composed her. As she did, Carmen eased the front door closed, hiding the fact that there was now a nude cloud-woman in the living room. She wore rainbow striped socks, but nothing else. There was a layer of something solid, almost like flesh, but inside was a swirling maelstrom, complete with lightning around the core of her flat, taught belly. "Come on, Gumball. Even you want a piece of this."

"Want? Yes. Need? No." Gumball answered. "I've got my own shape shifting energy fairy. You know her. Her name is Penny." He smiled, clearly teasing Masami just a little. "Speaking of which, Molly is going to be backing up Sarah, making sure that everything goes smoothly."

"I'm not complaining, but why do you think I can do it?" Molly asked.

"You're good under pressure. Welcome to pressure." Gumball patted Molly on her butt, partially guiding her up the stairs. "Sarah and Molly are going in! If anyone else wants to get into that room right now, please come to me for the key."

Sarah and Molly both looked around for a moment, but Sarah took Molly's hand and brought her to Darwin and Gumball's bedroom. There were two keyboards, and two mice, but only one monitor. Molly pointed at the bed. "Why is there only one bed?" The black brontosaurus asked, blushing at the thought of Darwin and Gumball in the same bed.

It actually took her a second to realize that Darwin was already on the bed, and that he wasn't wearing any pants. "I'm normally sleeping in the aquarium." Darwin explained. "Mrs. Mom gave me a bigger aquarium, and gave Gumball a bigger bed, but we figured you ladies would prefer the bed."

"Well, what about...?" Sarah trailed off again, this time her reverie was interrupted by Carrie flying up, phasing right through the floorboards.

"Carrie. Carrie. Carrie." The ghost girl announced, mocking the way that she was typically summoned. "Who's first?"

"Gumball said I should just be here to help." Molly backed up somewhat, nervous just at the situation she had rushed into.

"If you say so." Carrie shrugged. "Ready, Sarah?" The ice cream nodded, closed her eyes, and felt the rush of energy as Carrie overtook her. Those eyes opened up again, and Sarah expected to be dragged along by Carrie, but that didn't happen. She leaped into the bed beside Darwin. She tossed her cone-body aside, revealing a lump of ice cream that seemed to be serving as a de facto torso.

She angled her torso lower, already shaping the bits closest to Darwin into everything a regular guy might want. It reduced the overall mass of her head, but the torso that had once been an amorphous lump now had a pair of breasts on the front, and the slick tunnel of her girlhood, getting extra-drippy at the feeling of her yellow creamy body against Darwin's orange scales.

"Why- why are you so warm?" Darwin asked. People possessed by ghosts were usually a little cold, and he thought that might be exacerbated by the fact that this girl was a giant pile of ice cream.

"I have a pussy, that's why." Sarah answered, lowering her thighs, also thickened for this experience, to entrap the dual lengths of Darwin's genitals inside her. As soon as the tips touched her pussy, they were both standing erect, those tentacles sliding all over her insides as she rolled her hips. "Do you like me, Darwin?" Sarah asked. "Do you like this body?" she punctuated each question by pulling herself up most of the way off, then slamming all of the way down to the base.

For all of the awkwardness she displayed elsewhere, Sarah was really showing a dominant side of herself. "I really like this body." Darwin ran his fins along her runny hips, helping to shape that hourglass that she couldn't manage. "I like the pussy, and the freshly sculpted boobs, but... you're not Carrie." Darwin flicked Sarah right between the eyes, and Carrie went flying out of her head.

"Ouch!" Sarah and Carrie both yelled at once.

"That still hurts me when I'm inside them." Carrie brooded mildly. "You could have just summoned me out."

"You were inside a living thing, and not in control. I was worried." Darwin argued.

"Not that worried, seeing as your dicks both got hard as soon as they felt our sweet little clam juices on them!" Carrie argued back. "I wasn't stuck. I figured that Sarah had things under control. I was just enjoying the ride."

"You can't overshadow me, can you?" Sarah asked, turning to face Carrie. "I felt something pulling me, but it wasn't working. Can you really not overshadow me?"

"I can get in there, and feel around, but you're covered in void stuff. Don't ask me why. Too much void stuff, and I can't control you unless you're trained in channeling ghosts." Carrie explained, floating closer to the bed.

"I'm willing to learn." Sarah offered.

"It takes years to learn from a trained medium." Carrie answered.

"I was in the void for a long time. I learned to commune with every spirit in my pencil collection. Every pencil. Taupe ones, and warm gray ones, and sand ones, and dark gray ones..." Molly started off.

"Pencils?" Carrie asked, incredulous.

"In the void, everything has a spirit, even a van." Darwin explained, shifting a little to try to stay hard inside of Sarah. "Skip ahead, Molly. How many individual pencils did you learn to speak with?"

"Two thousand." Molly answered, a big smile on her face.

"Get your big, sexy, spiritualist ass over here." Carrie ordered playfully, entering Molly's body. This time, the light drained completely from the eyes, replacing them with that sunken and hollow look, showing that Molly's body was entirely under Carrie's control. "I see you like ice cream, handsome." Carrie teased. Lumbering this thick new body, with its mass of oddly angular muscles that masqueraded as fat, climbing onto the bed behind Sarah, she pulled one of Darwin's two dicks out of Sarah's pussy, sliding it inside herself. "There we go. Great feelings." Carrie craned Molly's long neck over Sarah's shoulder, letting the three girls join their two mouths in a passionate kiss. "We all want Darwin to lick those boobs, so hold them up for him. I've got a surprise for you."

Sarah did as she was told, "Here you go, Darwin." She leaned forward, and Darwin leaned toward her, his mouth landing on her breast. The sugary sheen of runny yellowness was being licked repeatedly, rewarding every lick with a husky, tantric sigh of pleasure.

Carrie wrapped Molly's arm around Sarah's body. Together, they rubbed their smooth, dark arm against the uppermost fringes of Sarah's freshly sculpted pussy. Sarah kept on huffing as she was rubbed, and licked, and fucked... when she was finally overwhelmed, Sarah actually melted. Her liquid body ran down the bed, onto the floor, and kept that happy face on it.

"You okay, Carrie?" Darwin asked, his fins on Molly's big round hips.

Molly slipped off of Darwin, landing on her back, on the floor, splashing down in that puddle of Sarah. Carrie spoke "Yeah. I'm okay. But I think Molly is sort of spent."

"I'll be fine. I just need to lie down for a while." Molly sighed, eyes drooping a little.

"Yeah. That felt great." Sarah agreed, "I'll lay down, too. Can someone pass me my cone?" She asked, and Darwin got up to bring the giant waffle cone closer to the yellow puddle. Sarah reconstituted into a sphere that could sit atop her cone, barely managing the arms and legs to go with it. She helped Molly to her feet. "Come on. We can lay down downstairs."

"Gumball!" Carrie yelled down the stairs. "Next victim!" She requested jokingly. Though Carrie usually didn't mean to hurt anyone, the possession did take a lot out of them.

"Masami and Jamie." Gumball pointed them both up the stairs. "Try not to hurt each other."

The two moderately abrasive girls disappeared into that bedroom upstairs, and Gumball was left dealing with everyone down on the ground floor. "You alright Sarah?" He asked, the ice cream girl resting her huge head on the couch beside Gumball. "How about you, Molly?" There was really plenty of room on that couch, so Molly sat her rounded square body down next to him as well, but on the other side.

"Look at this. Should I be feeling jealous, with my boyfriend surrounded by cute girls?" Penny floated down from the air right in front of Gumball, landing right on top of her blue cat's lap. She whispered in his pointed ear, "I feel how excited you are from all these girls being in your house, and all eager to please someone. It's poking me in the thigh." She teased, an arm wrapped around Gumball's shoulders.

"I'm a lot less interested in these other girls than you might think." Gumball assured Penny, putting his arm around her.

"I dunno. I wouldn't count us all out just yet." Carmen announced. "Come over here, Sussie! I've got something pie flavored for you!" Holding up a purple condom, she just moved forward a little toward Gumball and Penny.

"I get where you're going." Gumball agreed. Unzipping his pants, and sliding them down just enough to reveal his underwear, he got a visceral reaction from all four of the girls around him.

"Show us some balls." Penny ordered, which got both Molly and Sarah out of their haze just long enough to lift Gumball up, shove both his pants and underwear all the way down to his ankles, then drop him back onto the couch. Sarah deftly unrolled the condom onto Gumball's dick, its smoothness covering up those less-than-desirable barbs she had seen on this cat over a dozen times before, usually while spying on him.

"What did you want to give Sussie?" Asked the chin-girl as she entered from the kitchen. Sussie was a shapely, smooth young chin. She usually wore a blue and white plaid dress, but here she was, wearing little else but a latex covering over her body, still leaving her arms and legs bare.

"Something that tastes like pie." Carmen offered. While she was saying that, Penny was lowering her naked self onto Gumball's latex-covered cock. Being an energy fairy, she didn't so much lose her clothes, or even have a certain part of her swell up. He penetrated her, right between her legs, in the only place she'd made 'open' right now. The other girls saw Gumball's cock sliding up her insides, Penny's translucent orange form leaving her rampant delight on full display.

"Sussie loves pie." The chin agreed enthusiastically, dropping to her knees in front of Penny and Gumball. She stuck out her tongue, licking up the glowing orange drops of Penny's womanhood. "Boysenberry!" Sussie exclaimed, licking even more fervently. Her tongue went up and down Gumball's cock, and all over the balls that hung from the base. She suckled on those, for their own musky sake, then licked up again as Penny's pussy was right in front of her eyes. She saw that delicious button, and licked it first, then nibbling more as she followed this flow, still tonguing her way along the rhythm that her two partners had set.

Sussie's actions set off Penny into a brand new state. A transformation that looked similar to her usual self, but with larger antlers, longer and more muscular limbs, and a gentle hourglass curve to her torso, better showing off her chest and hips. Penny was the first to comment. "I feel like a goddess!"

"You look like..." Gumball thought about it. There were a half dozen words for her current form. 'Hot', 'ripped', 'bodybuilder', 'on steroids', and even 'intimidating' all came to mind, but he thought better of his usual candor, and settled on something more clever. "You're not just a goddess. You're my goddess." Gumball leaned in to kiss her, but he was met with probably the strangest of rejections.

"No goddess mouth until you finish your ice cream." Penny instructed, turning her boyfriend toward Sarah, whose smile just grew bigger and bigger as she realized that she would get to kiss Gumball now, and had just been with Darwin.

Gumball's tongue swirled around the inside of Sarah's mouth as Sussie continued her work licking where Gumball's cock entered Penny's glowing pussy. Surrounded on all sides by all of this feeling, and even better, surrounded by girls that were either his best friends, or his true love, endurance started to fall heavily for the cat. There was that final few seconds, that surge of speed and activity before Gumball lost it completely.

He squirted semen heavily inside of Penny, all of which was caught in the condom. He parted that deep tongue-kiss with Sarah, turning around to give Penny a more chaste kiss. "You taste like cake batter." Penny commented.

"I sure do!" Sarah agreed.

"I love... everyone." Gumball managed to spit out before falling asleep.

The other girls all looked at Penny, probably expecting her to be offended. "Don't look at me. I'm pretty sure he means he loves you all sexually... but not romantically. But you'll have to wait until the nap is over to ask him."

"What should we do until then?" Molly asked. "The girls upstairs might still be a while."

"Sussie knows just what to do!" Sussie pulled the condom off of Gumball, and sucked all of the cum off his shaft as well. "Take cream..." she opened her mouth to show the semen on her tongue. "Take pie..." She emptied the condom full of more semen into her mouth as well. "Kiss Sussie for creampie!" Sussie went for the most shy girl in the room, planting her cum-filled kiss on Molly. Molly was taken aback, but eased into it rather quickly.

"Hey, Carmen, did you bring any girl-on-girl toys?" Penny asked.

The little cactus held up a dildo that was not only double ended, but was as long as Carmen was tall. "I've got plenty!" She squeaked.

Next Chapter: See what happened to Masami and Jamie upstairs, and then we'll see how these girls downstairs want to do with their girl-on-girl toys!
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