Chapter 1, Johnny Pulls a Boner
Johnny Test trudged dejectedly down the sidewalk,
Because normally people trudge with joy.
his best friend/dog Dukey trotting beside him.
How long until they fuck? Don’t try to hide it Mr. Nobody, we’re getting close to the hundredth review. By this point I know that in the land of erotic fanfiction, bestiality is much more common than a platonic relationship.
“Come on Johnny cheer up it's not that bad,” Dukey said to his melancholy compatriot.
“Not that bad! They're making me take ballroom dancing. BALLROOM DANCING!
Yeah, I hated dancing in school too; the forced intimacy with people I felt nothing for was torture for a jaded, cynical, reclusive guy like me. But you know what I did about it? Not a damn thing, just like everyone else who hated it.
Do you know how girly that is?
Actually, no; no I don’t. I’m all for disliking it, but why is ballroom dancing girly?
We're gonna be wearing suits and DANCING!” Johnny emoted.
Wearing a suit is girly? I know five classy sons of bitches who would beg to differ.
But you know, it’s about time that logo was updated. Doctor Green ought to be a doctor, and Hentia Man ought to look more like a superhero. Since Lieutenant Fluff does Fluffy Reviews, he should have the neko getup instead of me; Zeus knows why I even had it in the first place. And Warnuts has been such a good boy lately that he’s not even locked up half the time.
Rearranging that logo would take a while, and the Reservoir Dogs style is getting tired. What the hell, let’s switch it up a bit.
Or maybe we won't, I dunno.
“Look Johnny everyone has to take this class
Oh, right, the story. Only a few lines in and I was already more interested in something else, way to open strong Mr. Nobody.
so you might as well get it over with instead of complaining about it,” Dukey replied, sensibly.
Hold on now, let’s not rule out the option of doing both.
“Or I could sneak into my sisters' lab and steal something that will make me look sick for the week it takes to avoid this class.” Johnny said.
Johnny, that sounds life threatening and utterly moronic. If you’re not dead on arrival bring me back something shiny.
Let it go Dukey, it’s happening.
Halt den Mund Scheiße Hund Hure und die Tatsache dass dies geschieht akzeptieren!
you already tried that plan once and it failed... miserably. We are not doing it again!” The genetically altered dog said forcefully.
“We are not fucking around with science,” said the talking dog.
“Fine, be that way. I'll just do it all by myself,” Johnny said storming off in the direction of Susan and Mary's lab. Dukey sat on the sidewalk and watched his best buddy/owner stomp off towards what was almost certainly disaster.
If by disaster you mean a sex scene right the fuck out of nowhere, then yes.
“Oh he'll be fine. What's the worst that could happen?”
He could down an entire beaker of hyper hormones and become an insatiable clusterfuck of sexuality. Say, is that the rape train I hear?
"Hey girls, Gil called. He said he was shooting an adult film and wanted you guys to be in a scene with him." Johnny said, maintaining a straight face through sheer willpower.
"Oh, pah-lease Johnny, Like we're going to believe..." Mary began before being interrupted by her sister.
"True, it is pretty far fetched. But we can't afford to take the chance that he's telling the truth.
I haven’t seen the show in years, but aren’t they supposed to be the smart ones? Straight face or not, it isn’t even a good lie.
We may never have another chance to get a piece of...(Sighs)... Gil" Susan said, before they both dashed out of the lab towards Gil's house.
"Man, I can't believe that still works," said Johnny, before heading into the lab. Noticing a shelf with police tape across it, Johnny examined the labels on each item. "Let's see, eeny, meeny, miney... This one!" Johnny said grabbing a beaker before looking at the label.
“Psycho serum dissolved in concentrated plot elements, use as recklessly as you want.”
"Hyper Hormones?" Johnny read as he lifted the vial from it's pedestal. Inside was a bubbling, swirling mixture that glowed faintly blue.
"I don't know what that means,
I'm sure it'll get me out of school for a day!"
He cannot be that stupid! There’s ignorance and then there’s lunacy, and he has crossed the fucking threshold!
Johnny said before shotgunning the entire bottle.
At Gil's house...
Yeah, Johnny is clearly dead at this point, so we might as well see what the other characters are up to.
"Nope, I'm not shooting a porno. But say hello to Johnny for me!" Gil said closing the door in the faces of the dejected Test twins.
And not a single fuck was given that day.
Exchanging an annoyed look, Susan and Mary charged back towards the lab...
Gagging on the foul taste of the elixer, Johnny finished the whole bottle, as his sisters burst into the lab.
"Ha, you're too late! Now I won't have to take any stupid ballroom dancing class!" Johnny said beaming, as his siblings stared in shock at his reckless behavior.
Silly Mr. Nobody, a person can’t talk when their esophagus has been dissolved. They can’t breath much either.
"Johnny, What have you done! All of the experiments in this area where deemed too dangerous to test on humans!" Susan said, picking up the discarded bottle. "Oh my god, he drank the whole bottle of Hyper Hormone juice!" She said, backing away from him.
"So what's the big deal? I get sick, miss a few days of school, then you give me an antidote," Johnny said.
"Johnny you don't understand. That chemical is a supercharged version of the male sex-hormone testosterone. All the lab animals we tested it on became extremely aggressive and hyper sexual. And they where only given a tablespoon!" Mary said, as she and Susan backed towards the exit.
"Oh... and that's bad right?" Johnny questioned, before collapsing on the floor clutching his stomach. Susan and Mary rushed over to see if he was alright.
"Johnny are you OK?" They said in unison, reaching out a hand to their guinea pig/brother. Suddenly Johnny's arm shot out and grabbed Mary in a vice-like grip.
Smiling lustfully he lifted her in one hand and began to tear at her clothes with the other.
"You know girls, I never realized how hot you two are, until now"
Probably because he never forgot how related they are until now.
Johnny said, as he tore away his older sister's jeans, revealing a pair of bikini style, yellow, panties with a moon on the seat. "Whoa, nice ass sis, I can't wait to have a taste!"
He’s going to eat her out? He might be a rapist, but at least he’s a courteous one.
"Johnny come on, snap out of it, you're not yourself!"
Mary pleaded, as Johnny continued to effortlessly counter her struggling with one hand and strip her with the other. gripping her hips tightly with both hands Johnny turned her upside down and buried his face in her crotch slobbering over her clothed pubis.
Clothed pubis. Congratulations Mr. Nobody, you found the least provocative way to say pantie crotch.
"Susan save yourself, use the escape pod!" Mary said as Johnny continued to manhandle her body, turning her this way and that.
Running to the emergency escape pod Susan strapped in before blasting off.
"I'll be back with help Mary, hang in there!" Susan vowed, as she rocketed towards the horizon.
Don’t bother Susan, there are no brakes on the rape train.
"That's O.K., after we finish up here, I can just go get her, after all there's plenty enough for both of you." Johnny said, as he paused in his molesting of Mary to watch Susan's escape.
Make up your mind Johnny, are you the rape hulk or not? Because if you are you’re not doing a very good job of showing it.
"In fact, I'm fairly sure I could satisfy all the women of Porkbelly, right now," Johnny said, as he freed one of his hands long enough to unzip his pants, releasing his erection, which had swelled to an impressive 12¾" in length and 3" in thickness.
Mr. Nobody has a very specific fantasy.
"Let me guess, you and Susan extracted the testosterone from horses?" Johnny said as his girth throbbed in the cool air.
Roman Jakobson suggested six functions of verbal language. Johnny’s question is so fantastically useless that it doesn’t fit a single one of them.
Mary's eyes bulged in fright as the steel hard appendage of her "little" brother bobbed in front of her face.
"No, I wanted Gil to be my first," She shouted, as Johnny lowered her face towards his tool.
Really Mary, that’s what you’re going to say? Because I have to think there are bigger things to worry about here. Like maybe, “Ah shucks, my brother is about to rape me because I left him alone in the lab, even after it’s been heavily established that he should never be alone in the lab. I sure hope this doesn’t kill me!”
Slowly Johnny applied more and more pressure, pressing into her mouth, insistently gaining ground.
Psst, Mary, here’s the plan; bite it off. Yeah, you’d probably feel bad about it, but we all know you can make him another one with science.
"Mmmmmph! Mmmmmph!" Mary grunted and gagged, as her cheeks bulged and her mouth slid onto his dick. grasping her panties in his hand he tore them away suddenly. Her pussy was now exposed right in front of him. Renewing his downward pressure on her body, he dove into her sex
with his tongue,
Oh. And my head was this close to exploding there.
causing her to moan around his shaft.
Now I’ve never been raped, at least not by my own standards, but it seems like moaning is something reserved for the rapist. The rapee just gets screaming and crying.
Johnny's face was as close to the center of her legs as he could get, trying to get his tongue as deep as possible. His mouth was all over her, lapping at the insides of her cunt, as he nibbled on her clit and lapped her juices.
Now I’ve never had a clitoris, at least not by my own standards, but it seems like having it bitten would be painful.
Her legs shook in his hands, but he held her tightly.
Mary could feel the turgid girth of her hormone-crazed brother penetrate deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat, while his lips and tongue continued their assault on her body. Slowly an orgasm began to creep up on the young prodigy.
He has impressively few inhibitions, I will give him that, but he’s hardly a prodigy.
Johnny jammed his tongue deep into his sisters sex, cradling her tightly, as her body went rigid in the throws of a mighty orgasm. Slowly the flame headed sex fiend
Alright Mr. Nobody, here’s a tip; when writing about a flame headed sex fiend, remove slowly from your vocabulary.
withdrew his tongue from Mary's spasming gash and slid her mouth and throat off of his mighty wand.
And now I have Unicorn Wizard stuck in my head, thanks for that Mr. Nobody.
Mary sagged in his grip and drew in deep breathes of air.
"Alright sis, I think there's enough fluid.
What fluid? Why did there need to be a certain amount? What might it be enough for?
Now grit your teeth 'cause this might hurt a bit," He said, as he flipped her over and began to push her down onto his engorged shaft.
Is he talking about semen? Because if that’s the case, either Johnny or Mr. Nobody needs to take class on biology.
Mary's nether lips slowly parted, as Johnny's cock pressed into them harder and harder, until with a pop, the head of Johnny's cock slipped into her.
Okay, so it’s definitely Mr. Nobody. For those of you who have never had sex or seen porn… first of all, what are you even doing reading this? Enlightenment is just a Google search away, seriously, go check that out first. But back to the subject at hand; there shouldn’t be a pop and Mr. Nobody knows it, he just threw it in there for the fuck of it.
Smiling to himself, Johnny began to push more of himself into his older sister.
"Whoa! No cherry sis? So who was the lucky guy?" Johnny said,
There didn’t have to be a lucky guy. Look around the lab a bit more, I’m sure you’ll find a whole mess of science sex toys.
as 4" of his rod sank, unimpeded, into the tightness of Mary's cunt. "I guess this means I don't have to hold back then."
Johnny proclaimed before suddenly ramming his sister down onto his mighty erection, she screamed for a second but then relaxed, as he started to slow-fuck her tight hole with the 8" he had inside her.
Sure, relaxing as Brahm’s fucking lullaby, why not?
"Ohhh... Johnny this... Oh god, so big... isn't right..." Mary tried to protest as she was plundered.
"Oh come on, you know you like it, you're squeezing me like crazy down there.
It’s almost like people react to discomforting stimulus by scratching, rubbing, and squeezing.
But you have a point. This isn't right. There's still a good 4" outside of you, and I know you can take it all!"
Johnny began to push harder on Mary's hips and slowly 2 more inches sank into the vice-like orifice, before the tip of his cock bumped up against her cervix. Mary began to moan, as Johnny continued pressing down with even more hormone-boosted force.
What are you trying to accomplish Johnny? The cervix has been contacted, you’ve reached your destination, mission accomplished. Just finish while you’re ahead.
Somehow, another whole inch managed to slide inside the redhead.
The head of his cock was now pushing HARD,
Really Mr. Nobody? Hard is the word you couldn’t find a stronger synonym for?
into the neck of Mary's uterus,
and the siblings actually felt the tip spreading the tiny entrance to her womb, as it leaked warm sticky pre-cum inside.
“Oh, your cherry’s been popped? Better fuck your cervix to make up for it.”
There was a moment's hesitation, and for a second Mary thought that she would tear inside.
She hasn’t already‽
Then, Johnny felt a tight ring slip over the head of his penis, as the last few inches of cock vanished into her warm body, and her lightly furred cunny lips butted up against the hairless base of his cock.
Careful Mr. Nobody; between the science, the improbable penetration, the fur, and the underaged characters, you’re bordering on Cub Training Institute. I’m not saying we’re quite there yet, I’m just saying, watch yoself.
The siblings knew that the head of Johnny's cock was now inside the older girl's womb. Smiling to himself Johnny began to move his older sister in time with his thrusting hips, fucking into her with wild abandon.
Yes, wild abandon for biology and semantics.
"Wow Mary, You feel so good; hot tight and wet. I may never get tired of this" He said as he increased his speed.
Because no other orifice on any other person is hot, tight, and wet, Mary’s vagina is the only thing which fits that description.
Mary could only sigh, moan, and whimper in mingled pleasure and discomfort, as she was stretched inside by her "little" brother's furious invasion of her innermost depths.
You already made the “little” brother joke, and it wasn’t that funny the first time.
"You might want to get comfortable sis. I seem to have developed the stamina of a horse, to go along with the strength and cock size!" Johnny said cheerfully,
Again with the horses, why is he fixated on that?
as he slammed hard into Mary's clasping cunny, striving towards an orgasm that felt miles away.
Oh look, it’s the first sentence that describes sex and is actually somewhat relatable. Way to go Mr. Nobody, a few hundred more of those and you’re on your way to a good story.
Mary could only writhe in pleasure/pain
And! Don’t use a slash when you have a perfectly good word at your disposal!
as her younger brother had his way with her…
Apparently the story got bored of itself, because despite this being a very intense moment, that ellipsis marks the end of the chapter. So, onto chapter two?
Interlude 1, Double Team
A series of chapters is way to conventional for Mr. Nobody. He’s decided that he’s too good for the established system, and has taken it upon himself to create a new one.
Author’s Note: This part here contains a couple plot points but I felt it slowed the story down a bit (and lord knows I don't need to be moving any slower) So I split it up into interludes inbetween the chapters, it's kind of a parallel story.
And here we have a dilemma that many amatuer writers face, which is dividing a story between the action and the plot. There’s an art to getting them to balance and mingle. It’s not easy and I’ll admit that even after years of storytelling I still struggle with it at times. So Mr. Nobody, I say this as an honest piece of advice; you’re going about it all wrong.
I won’t get into a rant about how all stories should be structured, because there is no exact template. Suffice it to say, the plot and the action shouldn’t repel one another. They should orbit around each other right up until the climax, and only after that should they drift apart.
"Ah, that was good," Johhny sighed,
Who is Johhny and when did he replace Johnny?
as he pulled out of his thoroughly violated sister and carefully zipped his pants over his slightly softened member.
Do the hyper hormones really wear off that quickly? One fuck and it sounds like he’s done. I don’t know, I expected more.
Mary groaned in protest as she felt the emptiness.
An emptiness that radical and sudden deserves a hell of a lot more than a groan.
"Sorry Sis but I gotta go. By the way, you got anymore of that hormone junk?
He doesn’t regret it. It sounds like he’s lucid at this point, yet he doesn’t care that he raped him sister.
The moral event horizon has been crossed, abandon all hope for Johnny being a good guy.
I'll need a little help if I'm going to get through all the women of Porkbelly and track down Susan." Johnny said.
A Quest Has Been Added: Identify and locate all female characters in the canon. Then rape them.
"I think there's another bottle on top of the workbench," Mary said dreamily, her mind still fogged over from the several hours of intense sex.
First of all,
She gave him a legitimate answer? Second, when did she transition from hating it to loving it? That kind of thing happens all the time in erotica, but usually we at least see the transformation take place. Third, hours? Seems like that should’ve been clarified at the very start of the chapter.
"Hmm, promise you'll come back when the feeling returns to my lower body OK Johnny?" She added, as Johnny located the glowing beaker.
Because all glowing beakers contain hyper hormones, there are no other fatal substances that glow in beakers.
"Oh you can count on it sis," Johnny said on his way out.
Meanwhile outside the lab...
"You know he's been gone a long time and the fact that no atomic monsters or explosions have come out of the lab is odd" Dukey said to himself as he knocked lightly on the steel door of Susan and Mary's lab. "Hey is everybody still alive in there?"
Slowly the steel door slid open to reveal... Johnny, just plain old Johnny, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Hey Dukey I was just about to go look for you," He said before pulling the object he'd had hidden behing his back out. "Here drink this," He said offering Dukey the mysterious vial.
I’ll admit, I did not see that one coming. Please Mr. Nobody, do go on.
"You disappear into Susan and Mary's lab for six hours and you expect me to drink from a strange glowing beaker?" Dukey said, eyeing the bubbling brew suspiciously.
Dammit Dukey, stop pointing out the flaws of the story, that’s my job!
"It's steaK flavored," Johnny said shaking the open container under Dukey's nose, causing the contents to slosh inside. Dukey was positive that it was some kind of trick, but he reasoned, he kind of deserved it for bailing on Johnny, so he sniffed at the vial and had to admit that he could smell the meaty aroma of T-Bone steak.
"Yeah OK Johnny, but if you spit in this I'm gonna eat four super bean burritos before bed," Dukey replied.
Yeah, spit, that’s the worst thing that could be in there.
Grinning he grabbed the vial and poured the contents into his mouth. Johnny chuckled evily as Dukey polished off the bottle.
Rubbing a steak on the beaker had worked like a charm and now he had a partner in crime.
These hyper hormones confuse me. They don’t turn Johnny into an insatiable monster of lust, but they do put him in a rapey mood. The effects seemed temporary, yet now they seem to last indefinitely. They altered the size of his penis, but without giving him any other exaggerated features. At this point it almost sounds like Mr. Nobody is making things up as he goes.
And where did Johnny get a steak?
"Ugh! Gross! Did I say four burritos 'cause I meant twelve and..." he trailed off as the concoction's effects kicked in, rapidly his member grew out of it's sheath to jutt proudly from his legs, slightly longer and thicker than Johnny's.
What, we don’t get the exact measurements this time? Darn, now my headcanon and the actual canon might be slightly different, how awful.
Drool began to slide from his mouth, as his senses opened up, giving him an unerring sense of every female within three miles.
And yet the two are in no way interested in each other. Maybe they’re both straight, but after being pumped full of hormones, I’d think they would at least be violent towards each other.
"You know your mom's downstairs working," Dukey said his voice husky with barely controlled lust.
"Race ya!" Johnny said, bounding down the stairs, with Dukey hot on his heels.
Heh, he has dookie on his heels, it’s funny because apparently I’m twelve.
Chapter 2, Escape to Bling Bling Island
Susan braced herself as the pod crash landed on the beach, rising from her seat she faught back the urge to gag as she approached the volcanoe lair of "Bling Bling Boy".
Why is his “name” in quotes?
"Ah Susan Test, finally given in to the irresistable call of my love?" Eugene said after seeing his visitor.
"I'm going to level with you Eugene. Mary and I created a supercharged bull testosterone derivative to try and permanently cure erectile dysfunction.
But the test animals exhibited terrible side effects, including a complete loss of impulse control, massively enhanced strength and aggresive hypersexual behavior" Susan said.
“And despite that, we just kept a few beakers of it lying around.”
"And?" Eugene said, raising an eyebrow.
"The problem is that Johnny got ahold of it and now he's trying to have sex with every woman in Porkbelly including me. He already got Susan, and yours is the only lab with the resources to make a counter agent.
No, no it isn’t. I guarantee that somewhere on earth there’s another lab capable of whatever chem babble you want to fuck around with. And do they already know how to make a counter agent? If they’re going to keep a couple beakers of the hyper hormones lying around, it’s only sensible to have at least one thing of the counter agent.
"Tell you what Susan Test you can stay in my guest quarters, and in the morning I'll have my scientists assist you," Eugene said.
"Yeah, what's the catch?" Susan said incredulously, expecting to have to go on a date with him or something.
Catch? Why would there be a catch? He just wants you to spend the night
instead of doing the science thing right now.
"No catch I just can't bear the thought of Johnny violating my beloved Susan," Eugene said, leading her towards the guest room. Said room turned out to be an opulantly furnished bedroom with a large four poster bed and it's own bathroom.
"I'll leave you to rest now sweet Susan, if you need to change there is a complete wardrobe in the closet I had tailored to your exact size," Eugene said, on his way out.
Now this, is a trap.
Checking the closet Susan found that it was indeed filled with replicas of her favorite outfit, ignoring how creepy that was, she descided to take a quick shower while she had the chance.
Meanwhile, in a story where subtle transitions are nowhere to be found…
Eugene rushed back to his command console and switched on his spy cameras just in time to watch Susan undress and step underneath the water. Grinning E-viley
he dropped his pants and began to stroke. Suddenly his door burst open from a hard kick from Johnny.
"What? how did you get past my guards?!" Eugene yelled, hastily pulling up his pants.
"Yeah free bit of advice, don't send hot anatomically correct cyborgs to stop a superstrong sexfiend," Johnny said grinning viciously.
Wouldn't that be exactly how you keep a suerstrong sexfiend occupied?
"Now which room is that camera spying on?"
"I uh, don't know what your talking about," Eugene said nervously as he switched off the camera, before hastily pressing another button labeled 'security'. Johnny watched amusedly as he tapped the silent alarm button like his life depended on it.
"Dude, weren't you paying attention? I was just in that room putting the wood to your security and Dukey's still down there finishing the job of sexing your cyborg guards into comas, they're not coming to help you," Johnny said laughing.
So let me see if I have this right. At one point a child and a personified dog, both pumped full of hormones, disabled an outfit of anatomically correct cyborgs by fucking them into comas, which apparently anatomically correct cyborgs can be fucked into. And that scene was skipped in favor of fucking the twin of the person we already saw fucked. Mr. Nobody, you missed one hell of an opportunity.
"Yes laugh away because I will never reveal the location of my dear Susan! NEVER!" Eugene yelled, defiantly.
What ever happened to that sexual radar the hyper hormones gave them? Is that just gone now?
Johnny's good humor evaporated in an instant replaced by a look that was equal parts anger and utter hatred. Eugene squeeked like a trapped mouse as Johnny lifted him by the front of his shirt and brought them nose to nose.
"Tell me where she is or I'll pull off your legs and butt rape you with them," he said menacingly.
That actually is menacing, one point for Mr. Nobody. That puts him at what, three? Three and a half?
"D-D-did I say never cause I meant down the hall and to the left," Eugene said, his voice quivering. Johnny dropped him on the floor as his smile returned.
"Thanks buddy, and feel free to watch," Johnny said switching the monitor back on as he left to find Susan.
That Johnny, he's so generous.
Down the hall and to the left...
Susan felt Johnny slide up behind her as she reached down to turn off the faucet,
She didn't hear him open any doors, or see him in the mirror. For fuck's sake, she's on a mission to stop a sexual brute and she's on the island of someone who clearly want to be with her; shouldn't her guard be up just a little?
her first instinct was to run, but Johnny's inhumanly strong hands slipped around her waist, pulling her tight against his chest and allowing his erection to settle inbetween the firm cheeks of her ass.
Did I say I was twelve earlier? Clearly I meant eight.
"Hey Susan, I've been looking all over for you. After all, my harem just wouldn't be complete without you in it," Johnny said smirking.
"Hey Johnny, tell me is there any way to get out of this whole you raping me thing?" Susan said nervously as Johnny slid his cock up and down in the crack of her ass.
That is a very reasonable question with a very reasonable answer. There is a way, you just have to kill him.
"You can't rape the willing sis. I know you've been wanting some big strong man to stick it in you, and I qualify as big and strong now,"
You also qualify as eleven and related to her, but those are probably just technicalities.
Johnny said punctuating these last words by halting the movement of his hips in favor of lifting susan up and down bodily, using her firm ass cheeks to stroke his cock.
"You say that like I'm some kind of slut!" Susan yelled indignantly. Johnny raised an eyebrow as he let out a rye chuckle.
Apparently there's a second way to stop him from raping you; keep him engaged in a conversation.
"There's no point in denying it sis, Mary told me everything: How you two have been trying to invent the perfect vibrator and how you 'test' them on each other."
And there's another scene that should've been in this instead of what we're reading now.
Susan blushed crimson, unable to deny that she and Mary had been inventing and testing sex toys since they hit puberty.
"Oh by the way, she also told me how much you like it in your ass!" Johnny proclaimed snapping his brilliant sister out of her revery and thrusting his hips forward, spearing her tight anus with his monster erection.
Ah, so that's what makes this sex scene different than the last one. Fine, let's see how much Mr. Nobody really knows about anal.
Her ass gave way to him and softly flowered open as his cockhead slipped inside.
"Mary was right, you must use some pretty huge toys back here. Otherwise you'd be screaming right now,"
Johnny said as he, grabbed hold of the soft flesh of her belly and forced his engorged ramrod deeper into the tight clutch of her buttocks. Susan Test could only moan in answer as her tight anus was plundered by her hormone crazed younger brother.
Yar har fiddle dee dee, plundering ass is alright by me!
"Ungh, man this was worth all the trouble I went through to get it," Johnny grunted as he forced his dick in and out of his sister's bowels.
Susan whimpered slightly, as Johnny said she had had things as big and even slightly bigger than him inside her before, but the difference between a pneumatic protopenis 5000-j dildo and a real live throbbing cock was unbeleivable.
So the test sisters can overcure erectile dysfunction, but they can't make a dildo that feels real?
Almost without being aware of it her hand dropped down to slide two fingers into her dripping slit and she began to rock her hips in time with Johnny's thrusts.
The tsundere is strong in this one.
"Ha, I see you're finaly getting into it sis. I bet you never invented anything this good," Johnny boasted, gyrating his hips causing his cock to rub roughly against her insides.
Susan bit her lip to keep from moaning again. He was right none of the countless toys she and Mary had built had felt even half as good as her 'little' brothers
The joke isn't funny. Stahp. We Retributionists never overuse jokes.
Hey Ray, where did you want this box of head explosion gifs?
Oh, just leave it here, I'll find a use for them. Anyways, as I was saying, never.
powerful thrusts. She fingered her slot faster
as she felt an orgasm approaching. Her eyes squeezed shut, as she erupted, spraying her juices onto the shower floor.
Which is not a pleasant image when accompanied with anal sex.
Johnny halted his strokes, feeling his sister cum. Gripping her hips he lifted her off her feet. Without withdrawing from her tight anus, he carried her into the main room and set her down onto the bed.
"And Eugene cursed himself for never realizing how easy Susan truly was."
As he exited the bathroom he gave a little wave to Eugene's 'hidden' camera…