{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par Book 6\par Journeying\par Chapter 15\par Plundar\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par The Scourge\par \tab Far out over the turbulent sea of oily green and blue the tips of rippling white of foam heaved and rolled sending the great ship, the Kalamath, along the surging sea. Heavy clouds of black and gray filled the skies, dipping down so much to touch the lashing turbulent waves of the sea. And there, too, was a cursing lash of hot wind screaming out across the sea as fresh from Hell\rquote s furnace.\par \tab Standing on the forecastle deck with his cape of emerald green fluttering in the hellish wind, Balzitch the searat stood unimpressed with the elements. Thunder boomed, lightning flashed and cracked the air with electricity, Balzitch didn\rquote t move, only bending his legs at the knees in motion with the tossing of his ship, the Kalamath.\par \tab Balzitch drew his sword from its hilt at his side, he waved it to the surging storm and cackled a searat\rquote s cackle. \ldblquote Is that the best ye can do?\rdblquote he let out a beller and waved the Sword of Garfunk the Grim, his predecessor.\par \tab He was known by many names; Balzitch the Wild, King of the Searats, Warlord of Terror Island, Balzitch the Scourge of the Seas. No creature alive was ever the fiercer than Balzitch. He WAS a scourge, he was a savage and bent on tormenting all who stood in his way, opposed him, or looked him in his beady yellow specked eyes.\par \tab He was wicked. Unlike those shipmates of his skulking in the wheelhouse or below decks, Balzitch didn\rquote t wear jewelry, not the noisy kind anyways. He was a stealthly critter, his fangs were of gold--he had lost his gnashing fangs in a fight and he had them replaced with gold--each studded with his favorite color, emerald green.\par \tab And unlike many of his searat kin, Balzitch had a long curling beard. It was black, as black as his vile heart. Not thick and just sprouting from his chin. His thick course hair had at one time been a natural gray, but was now black as midnight.\page\tab In an emerald sash that went about his girth as well as crisscross wise, curved weapons--daggers and short swords alike. He was dangerous--to serve and trust. He stood cackling to the storm until it abated. His unworthy crew behind him were amazed to see the storm quickly fade away. The scroungy lot looked to one another in disbelief. No one dared cross him, not even in thought.\par \tab With the storm gone and the seas calming, Balzitch turned and came to the main deck. His stalwart second-in-command Longtooth came quickly from the wheelhouse.\par \tab\ldblquote Ar!\rdblquote he bellowed, \ldblquote Ye did it, Captain!\rdblquote\par \tab Balzitch chortled and cackled some more, \ldblquote An ye bilge scum all hid it like it was yer doom!\rdblquote Balzitch had a good laugh, he racked his feet-claws on the wet deck, some ratkin searats wore boots, some didn\rquote t. Balzitch was one who did, he preferred to feel the deck \lquote neath his claws. With bare paws it gave him the ability to dig his claws into the deck and hold on in surging seas.\par \tab Other searats began to pile out of the wheelhouse and come up from below decks.\par \tab\ldblquote Hell\rquote s Teeth, he did it!\rdblquote piped a scrawny ratkin. There were many shouts of glee at their Captain\rquote s ability (persuading the storm such as the likes they had never seen to go elsewhere.)\par \tab Balzitch calmed them with a glare, \ldblquote Enough!\rdblquote he bellered, \ldblquote we\rquote re close to home, there are things to do.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Bring me the troublemaker.\rdblquote Balzitch said. He methodically rubbed on a gouge to the side of his hairy black neck. A slight smile wicked smile came to his thin black blubbery lips. \par \tab Up from below decks came a wee mousekin. A young maiden. She was lashed to a ship\rquote s spar and naked.\par \tab\ldblquote Thar\rquote s several of \lquote em who didn\rquote t fare the storm, me Captain.\rdblquote spoke up one of the ratkins. \par \tab\ldblquote Toss \lquote em.\rdblquote said Balzitch.\par \tab One by one other mousekins and assorted woodland creatures were brought up and tossed over the side. The mousekin maid hung her head upon hearing the splash. She closed her eyes tight not wanting to know who of her friends had it been. But then she was thankful that their torment was over.\par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll soon be to my homeland, little mouse girl, and you\rquote ll soon regret your refusal to my whims.\rdblquote\page\tab\ldblquote And we still don\rquote t know whare thar gold is, neither!\rdblquote spoke up Quark, third in command of the Kalamath. Balzitch gave the ratkin a long hard glare. Quark wisely backed up into the throng of gathered shipmates.\par \tab\ldblquote FUCK YOU!\rdblquote mouthed the mousekin.\par \tab\ldblquote What \rquote ho!\rdblquote bellowed Balzitch, \ldblquote She\rquote s still got spunk in her after all!\rdblquote Balzitch chortled and rubbed his belly. He was a tall ratkin for a searat, but years of fighting his way to the top of the command had put muscles on his muscles. Both ears had notches where teeth and sword had taken their toil. The body of the Scourge was marked with many wounds of honor.\par \tab Griping the mousekin\rquote s mousey jaw, Balzitch clamped hard. \par \tab\ldblquote Now, you lookee here, mouse girl, I\rquote m giving you one last chance--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Piss off!\rdblquote shouted the mousekin, and she spat at the Kalamath captain, too.\par \tab It looked as though to the crew of the Kalamath Balzitch would surely snap and break the mouse girl\rquote s neck and be done with her. But he reared back and let out such a beller, birds flying nearby the Kalamath fell into one another dizzy with searat\rquote s laughter.\par \tab Then, in a wink of a eye Balzitch slapped the mousekin\rquote s face, it lolled about trying to recover. Balzitch jammed his wicked black hairy fingers between the woodland creature\rquote s legs--inserting into her cunny.\par \tab\ldblquote Is she a virgin, Cap\rquote n?\rdblquote asked one of the searats.\par \tab\ldblquote Shad\rquote up!\rdblquote barked Balzitch. He jammed his fingers into the twitching mousekin, her face was stunned, her body wriggled against the spar, her arms were already at their point of being uncomfortable. Her wrists were shredded thru the skin.\par \tab Balzitch pulled his fingers from the naked mousekin\rquote s poon, wickedly he sneered as he licked the blood from his fingers. All about him his shipmates of vile ratkins whooped it up. Their whoops and hollers increased ten fold as Balzitch unhitched his green trousers and let them fall. He wore nothing in the way of underwear, and so his massive ratkin cock was there for all to see.\par \tab A hush fell onto the crew of the Kalamath, the young mousekin clenched tightly to the spar; her legs were shackled and held by chains by other ratkins.\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote ve had yer chance, mouse girl, to be my bitch for all time, to service me.\rdblquote Balzitch stepped forward, his wicked cock was several times the length of any other ratkin. He stroked the monstrous schlong, smacked it to the deck then licked his lips in a vile-vile manner.\page The Maid from the Sea\par \tab Hurled about like a piece of wood the pitiful creature clung tenaciously to the spar as the roaring seas tossed her about. How long had it been? She didn\rquote t know, her mind was \ldblquote waterlogged.\rdblquote the pain between her legs continued and she hoped beyond hopes the seed deposited within her would not take hold. \par \tab The shackles to her feet continued to drag her down like weights, as they were. She feared the chains attached would get tangled in some undersea rock or something and hold her fast and eventually drown her anyways.\par \tab Her wrists she had finally managed to free from the spar, it was the spar she clung to. A blinding rain obscured her vision but at times she thought she saw what appeared to be cliffs, shore!\par \tab Then she knew that there would be dangerous rocks to contend with.\par \tab The waves were relentless and casted her above the freezing foam, dashing her into the next watery valley. Seawater aplenty filled her mouth, a flailing end of chain that had helped secure her wrists to the spar piece was jerked in the thrashing seas and lashed across her face. \par \tab\ldblquote By the Paw!\rdblquote she screamed out to the storm. Though it seemed as her life was near its end, she decreed that she WOULD live. She WOULD survive if only long enough to see Balzitch the Scourge of the Seas hang from her church\rquote s belfry, with his balls dangling from his wicked mouth!\par \par \tab The Kalamath was long gone from sight, but not from mind. Again the cliffs neared, the waves began to become more and more intense and she feared that though the sea may not take her life, it would surely dash her to bits on the rocks or the beach!\par \tab Suddenly, all consciousness was finally beaten from her; the spar she had been lashed to broke free from her grasp and bashed her against the back of her head. Obscured by the boiling clouds and the tumultuous maelstrom of the seas, not even the stars or moon or the Godkin creature she prayed to saw the little mousekin\rquote s ending fate. She was lost in the depths of the sea.\par \par Storms and Stories\par \tab\ldblquote Do you think it\rquote s a natural phenomenon, or something else?\rdblquote\par \tab John didn\rquote t know, Mike neither. None of them knew. Kasey pulled her wool blanket about her all the more, the fire in the great fireplace crackled, outside the storm such as none of them had ever seen raged on.\page\tab\ldblquote Would want to be caught out in something like this.\rdblquote John quipped.\par \tab Jake agreed with a nod of his head. For as many as four days the storm such as the like none of them had ever seen raged and raged. At one point it had stopped, only to return hours later to lay siege to the Victorian house on the Cliff by the Sea.\par \tab Jake still thought of the ship they had seen, hours before the first part of the storm had come asunder. There was no way of knowing, the ship had sailed out of sight as the gray clouds had come to kiss the surging seas. The Phase Shift Indicator was still silent. In some respects, Jake didn\rquote t care if it ever came to life, of the other mini worlds he had been to, the one they occupied currently was suitable. They were alone, but there were occasional newbies to wander in. The forest was plentiful of providing foodstuffs for them. It was easy to let go of the birth world\rquote s technology, the only lingering fear was the lack of having a doctor and/or dentist on staff. But the family of Jake were managing.\par \tab As the bleary stormy night wore on, Jake wondered if life would settle--in the respect that spying and adventuring to other worlds or such was at an end? It wasn\rquote t that he was bored with where he was, the sex was good (damn good), there were daily chores and treks out to the beach and just a ways beyond the forest. Time passed easily enough; no need to worry about taxes, a senior prom, who to impress, who to kiss ass to get a job promotion, can I afford a new car or a crappy one? No law, no government, no bullshit jerks or cops or anyone to spoil the happy home by the sea.\par \tab All was sublime and damn near perfect.\par \tab Jake settled out on the sofa he and John had recently handcrafted themselves and sought sleep. He was not denied. And it seemed as though he had just closed his eyes when he was rudely awakened.\par \tab\ldblquote There\rquote s someone on the beach!\rdblquote exclaimed Colleen.\par \par \tab Just Jake and John took the hand carved stairs down the cliff side to the beach. Sprawled on the beach was indeed the form of a person. The fury of the storm that had raged all the night had suddenly dispersed at daybreak. The wind was still gusting off of the crashing seas cold, Jake trembled and wished he had dressed better for the outside elements.\par \tab The form was still and lifeless, and a bit strange. It wasn\rquote t human. It looked actually like--like--like a mouse! A mouse that was perhaps 12ish in human years (and body size.) Jake and John neared cautiously, it wore no clothing, its wrists were in terrible shape, and there were shackles to its ankles! \page\tab There was a mousey tail that was bent, crooked, and possibly broken. The face was like a mouse, its fur all gray--and splotchy in places where fur was \ldblquote missing.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s breathing!\rdblquote almost exclaimed loudly Jake.\par \tab John noticed, too.\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote ll we do?\rdblquote \par \tab John knelt down, sighed and slapped his hands together, \ldblquote Hey!\rdblquote he said.\par \tab The near drowned mousekin didn\rquote t stir. John looked to Jake, then very gently he gave the mouse creature a shove at the shoulder. It lay on its side and John made another notice, \ldblquote It\rquote s a female, a girl.\rdblquote Jake looked to the area of interest, he smiled and was all kinds of flustered.\par \tab\ldblquote She all about near drowned,\rdblquote stated John, and by looking to the gash on the back of her head deduced it was the cause of her being unconscious. Scooping her up he carried her to the stairs, then with Jake\rquote s help carried her up the stairs and into the house.\par \par \tab The hours ticked away, the young mouse girl creature lay still, breathing slowly. Occasionally there was a terrible nightmare that disturbed even those watching over her. In one of the beds in a room that had a small fireplace the mouse girl lay recovering. She wouldn\rquote t awaken for two more days.\par \tab Even when a creature--human or otherwise, is in an unconscious state, their body still continues to go about its business--like breathing, heart beating, body repair, and bathroom.\par \tab Yep, though the mouse creature didn\rquote t poop, she did pee. None of the male members of the group were into cleaning up such an occurrence, they always seemed to be \ldblquote elsewhere\rdblquote when such things were needed.\par \tab One night, a restless Jake relieved Dana, Everyone took a turn at watching over the mouse girl, just in case she should awaken--it\rquote d be nice to have someone present (even if that person was of a different species.)\par \tab Half an hour into his watch, the mouse girl was heard to fart and then there was an \ldblquote odor.\rdblquote Jake knew what the \ldblquote odor\rdblquote was, she had peed. It was after midnight, no one else was up--unless they were fucking. It wasn\rquote t like in the day time when the watching of the mouse girl was not so stringent. \par \tab But there was a curiosity, Jake slowly lifted the top covers out of the way and saw that the mouse creature had indeed peed. With a rag he cleaned her and then went thru the deal of changing the bottom sheet while someone was still in it.\page\tab Thereafter he deposited the wetted in sheet in the clothes collection hamper and sat himself on the edge of the bed. His eyes locked onto the naked mouse girl\rquote s poon. It didn\rquote t appear to be virginal, if it weren\rquote t for all the gray mousey hair (all over) the creature would certainly pass for human.\par \tab Jake wondered.\par \tab Could he?\par \tab Should he?\par \tab Out of his wintery wool pajamas he pulled out his schlong and began to stroke. The mouse girl remained still and quiet, breathing steadily. Jake pictured himself on top of the creature, his pud buried to the hilt inside her. \par \tab He merely humped, though, riding on top of the mouse cunt until his seed emptied. Deftly he wanted to know what it would be like to really fuck her. She was a mouse! But in a sort of so-so human form, her hands were not claws, nor her feet, but the resemblance was close to both human kind and mouse kind. Her skin was fur, short and gray. She had been thru some ordeal for sure, in that--Jake felt a little guilty about what he had done and wanted to do.\par \tab He cleaned her up, then himself. He wanted to go seek out one of the girls and give THEM a good doinking, then he\rquote d be better--but then suddenly the little mouse girl began to fret in her sleep.\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \par The beginning of the end towards the middle\par \tab The burgeoning abbot folded his paws about his burgeoning belly, soft breezes kissed his face, he was content. There were rumblings from within, and rumblings far away--both were equally disturbing. \par \tab\ldblquote Looks like a storm\rquote s coming.\rdblquote spoke up Brother Cleft.\par \tab The abbot to whom he spoke furled his brow, it had been a long while since a storm had come, but he shook his head, \ldblquote No, I do not believe it will come in this far inland.\rdblquote\par \tab Abbot L\rquote paw stretched and let go a foul wind. Brother Cleft got a whiff and was nearly bowled over. His eyes stung and he knew why then the abbot often came up to the top of the lookout tower alone just after meals.\par \tab Brother Cleft tried to move to the other side of the senior leader of the Church, but the funk was everywhere! Thankfully, though, a great breeze wafted the foul odor and all was well.\page\tab\ldblquote Mmmmm, I smell plum pudding!\rdblquote grinned the great abbot.\par \tab Brother Cleft grinned, Sister Merrill and Cornflower were the best plum pudding cooks in all of Mossflower, for that was of which they were. All was right with the world, or for that of which the kin of the land knew it. Seldom was there strife, seldom a worry to fear. An occasional bad storm, pesky vermin of the slithering kind, wayward scourge of weasels and voles; kin that the peace loving creatures of Mossflower could well do without.\par \tab Though it had only been scarcely an two hours since Father About had had a meal, he was hungry again. Being of age, his girth, the young mousekin Brother Cleft was at his side to help him down the long stairs to the open courtyard.\par \tab By the time they reached the middle of the yard the bright sunshine that had been kissing their faces had been overtaken by clouds of gray.\par \tab\ldblquote A storm IS brewing, Father!\rdblquote exclaimed Brother Cleft.\par \tab Father Abbot grinned and chuckled to himself, \ldblquote I didn\rquote t get to see this many seasons and not know when a bad storm is coming!\rdblquote he chuckled and the two continued their trek across the yard to the church\rquote s kitchen.\par \par Reflection\par \tab She paused. Eyes closed, breathing slowly. For a moment, there was a slight smile to her mousey lips. Then a tear to one eye. She sighed deeply as those thoughts of peaceful times, of hot buttered scones, raspberry jams, butterscotch & banana waffles, and plum pudding filled her every sense.\par \tab Her name was Merrill. Merrill Goodheart of Mossflower Land and former member of the North Church Abbey. \par \tab It had been days since she had washed ashore at the cliff, if ever there was a \ldblquote drowned rat\rdblquote -- she was one. But, \ldblquote by the Paw\rdblquote she did not drown and by the Whiskers of All Mother (a kin god) she was rescued and nursed back to health.\par \tab She was ever so thankful. And saddened, too. She knew she had survived, but there were others--others who had been \ldblquote tossed\rdblquote over the side of the searat ship, the Kalamath. Many others simply had not survived the voyage. And with the passage of time, she feared all the kin of the North Church were slain.\par \tab Many had been slain outright during the raid.\par \tab\ldblquote The raid?\rdblquote Jake asked.\page\tab Merrill nodded her mousey little head and held back the flood of pending tears. The horror of the raid to her little church in wild disturbed her greatly. The horror of the searat leader frightened her, Balzitch the Scourge of the Seas.\par \tab\ldblquote Why raid a church, your church?\rdblquote wondered allowed John.\par \tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know,\rdblquote replied the mousekin, \ldblquote we had nothing that anyone would want. They wanted gold and jewels and magic stuff--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Magic stuff?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yes, swords and stuff enchanted with magic to make them stronger.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote But a church wouldn\rquote t have anything like that.\rdblquote\par \tab Merrill nodded, she knew, but the horrible leader of the searats didn\rquote t care, he knew the church had something of worth. And when he didn\rquote t find it, after murdering and butchering many of her brothers and sisters, the Scourge of the Seas took the survivors captive.\par \tab\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab\ldblquote This storm looks to be a wild one,\rdblquote commented the Abbot continuing his plum pudding pursuit, \ldblquote best find Brother Burl and get him to his log.\rdblquote\par \tab Brother Cleft rolled his eyes, \ldblquote For such a small creature to make such a noise!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Aye,\rdblquote chuckled the large abbot, \ldblquote but we need to warn the kin around and to get them into the sanctuary of our church, and though Brother Burl seems to enjoy his noise making abilities, at the distress of others, it needs to be done.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yes, Father Abbot.\rdblquote replied a not-too gleeful Cleft. He scurried across the compound and Abbot L\rquote paw continued his trek alone.\par \par \tab Merrill had just finished up washing her hands when she saw lumbering hulk that was her dear abbot. She quickly scampered out the door of the main kitchen, \ldblquote Father Abbot, where\rquote s Brother Cleft, he\rquote s supposed to be with you--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Tut-tut, my child, I sent him on an errand.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote But you could fall, and--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote My dear,\rdblquote chuckled the old abbot, \ldblquote I\rquote ve been walking and standing and prancing a long-long time. Well, maybe not so much prancing,\rdblquote he began chuckle and Merrill struggled to keep from busting into glee herself.\page\tab From the top of the furthest parapet a hideous sound came to be. It was a log, a great hollow log that Brother Burl was beating on with two sticks. It was a warning to all the woodland creatures surrounding the area of the North Church to come in a hurry. The church didn\rquote t have a bell in it tower, but news had it that a friend of the church was constructing one far-far away\'85\par \tab\ldblquote This storm doesn\rquote t look good.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No, my dear, I fear it will not be.\rdblquote \par \tab Merrill stood close to the great abbot. \ldblquote I don\rquote t like storms.\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote Not many of us do, lass.\rdblquote the abbot looked up to the enclosing clouds.\par \tab\ldblquote Is something the matter, Father Abbot?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t know, my child--\rdblquote his voice and thoughts trailed off. A storm was brewing, a pending doom. The creatures of the North Church of Mossflower land had no idea\'85\par \par -------------\par Close calls\par \tab The stirrings of a great orgasm filled him, his balls were surging, his cock was straining, nothing else mattered. Nothing. Unless your best friend got panicky.\par \tab\ldblquote Dude, check this out!\rdblquote\par \tab Danny didn\rquote t stop his humping on Penelope but glanced at the object in Tucker\rquote s hand. \ldblquote What is it?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know, but it beeping.\rdblquote\par \tab Danny took a sterner look, it WAS beeping. It was small, palm sized, a brass and other metal construct with minute electronic gadgetry.\par \tab\ldblquote Where\rquote d you find it?\rdblquote Danny asked still trying to keep the feeling of fucking going. He was almost ready to cum.\par \tab\ldblquote In her clothes.\rdblquote Tuck replied.\par \tab\ldblquote In her clothes!?\rdblquote Danny strained his schlong deep inside Penny\rquote s cunt, he felt gobs of cum shooting from his dick.\par \tab Just then, the sound of a car neared the alley, and the telltale sounds of a police squawk box.\par \tab\ldblquote Danny!\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote I know, I know.\rdblquote Danny got the last bit of his love cream out, grabbed his clothes and high tailed behind his already fleeing invisible compadre. \page\tab They stopped a short distance away, three regular police officers and two plainsclothes detectives invaded the area where the groggy Penny Shadwicky lay naked, sprawled out, and fresh fucked.\par \tab An urgent call was called for, ambulance and more police. The area was soon a hot bed of trouble. But, when one (or two) are invisible, going about unseen was easy. But still, it was a close call.\par \tab\ldblquote She was wired!\rdblquote deduced Tuck.\par \tab Danny concurred, they would have to be careful, Penny had been somehow working for the police trying to nail mind interlopers. If it hadn\rquote t been for the invisibility trick, Danny and Tuck would have been busted.\par \tab Feeling a little cocky--sorry--the boys dove into their favorite malt shop. After placing their order it was time to pay up. It was then Danny discovered his wallet was missing. \par \tab\ldblquote Did you have it with you when you left your house?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I-I\rquote m sure I did.\rdblquote his wallet had everything, keys, school I.D., money. School I.D. Danny grew pale and charged out of the malt shoppe. Tuck smiled at the clerk then charged after his friend.\par \par \tab It was late, the invisibility phenomenon had worn away, allowing Danny and Tuck to mingle with regular folk, go to the malt shoppe, etc. When nearing the alley where Danny feared his wallet had been dropped when he shucked his clothes to do the nasty with Penny, cop cars still huddled therein.\par \tab The boys went invisible, checked to make sure, then slowly made their way around the reporters and cops to the area where Penny had been found. She wasn\rquote t there, she was at the hospital. Her parents at a lawyers ready to sue the hell out of the city for not protecting their daughter.\par \tab Bits and pieces of conversation from the cops put fear into Danny, his balls tightened up all the more. The cops HAD found a wallet, Danny\rquote s wallet. The cops WERE on the way to his house.\par \tab Danny couldn\rquote t breath, he couldn\rquote t think or do anything. Tuck dragged him by the elbow, \ldblquote we gotta beat the coppers to your home first!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote W-what?\rdblquote almost shrieked aloud Danny, \ldblquote Are you crazy?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No, dude, if we\rquote re there, then we couldn\rquote t have been here!\rdblquote\par Sort of made since.\page\tab Half way home Danny paused, \ldblquote we\rquote ve been at the malt shop.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, and? You didn\rquote t have your wallet, you couldn\rquote t buy--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I know, I know, but I was SEEN there!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, we need a new plan.\rdblquote\line\tab The new plan was the library. Danny HAD told his parents that would be where he would be, studying. It was as good a plan as any. The device Danny had that rendered him (and Tuck) unseen to the normal eye had a manner in which to render them SEEN, too.\par \tab In doing so, the boys\rquote heads reeled, there was severe dizziness, something akin to a severe ice cream headache, and Tuck got a nose bleed. The torment lasted momentarily but felt as if it had lasted an eternity.\par \tab Once the boys were once more visible, they made for the library. They were already \ldblquote within\rdblquote the house of books, so as to be in place and not seen scurrying in in a panic. They found a good table kind of out of the way but within easy view of the front desk just the same. Then, they spread out their books and papers and set to work.\par \tab Of course, neither actually did any school work, but they had to make it look good.\par \tab For almost fifteen minutes neither spoke word one. A close call. Too close. And it wasn\rquote t over yet. Danny didn\rquote t know if there would be a way out of it. He had been in trouble before, but not with the law and not on the scale that he was currently.\par \tab His dad would get it, too--having such items of mind warpers and such on the premises. Danny didn\rquote t want to get his dad in trouble, but he didn\rquote t want to be in trouble himself.\par \tab Casually he wondered if he could barter, he had \ldblquote dirt\rdblquote on lots of people, those afore mention mini stories, those folks he had recently spied on.\par \tab Tuck kicked him from under the table, two plainsclothes detectives and two uniformed coppers entered the library. They stopped at the desk and spoke to the clerk there, she was seen nodding her head in the negative as the picture of Danny Phanton was shone to her.\par \tab Danny\rquote s asshole clenched up tighter, his balls trying to climb in. He was sweating and felt his stomach knotting up. The cops looked around and then saw their target.\par \tab Tuck and Danny set to work seriously pretending they were studying.\page Frenzied frenzies \par \tab Paula Kertrain, Jolene Smartz, Gail Dustin\par \tab Robert Stalk, Frank Boles\par \tab The girls were lovelies. The boys were assholes.\par \tab The girls were tight fitting clothes, had perky titties, tight asses.\par \tab The boys were letterman jackets, crew cuts and buzz cuts.\par \tab The girls were sophomores and juniors at the local high school.\par \tab The boys were assholes from the same local high school.\par \tab Paula stood behind a counter, the others mingled about the waist high counter; food stuffs from a local nearby fast food joint lay scattered all over the counter. There didn\rquote t seem to be any customers about, it was late evening and close to closing time. The place was a bookstore two blocks from the library.\par \tab After a brief convo with the local constabulary, Danny and Tuck waited a precautionary fifteen minutes, dashed into the bathroom, went invisible--checked to make sure, then scrammed. Danny was not officially a \ldblquote suspect\rdblquote , but\'85\par \tab Danny had explained about the police finding his wallet as such as he and friend Tuck had been in the area, sure--in search of summer employment. \ldblquote All the jobs in our area (where Danny and Tuck lived) were quickly snapped up by the high schoolers.\rdblquote so the crappy jobs sought by junior high schoolers had to be secured in the lesser areas of their town.\par \tab As to why the boys had been in the alley?\par \tab Why not? What\rquote s the big deal about an alley? It was a back alley, trash, garbage, broken down cardboard boxes--adventure! There was a six foot wall running the length of the alley, beyond was a great vast open landscape.\par \tab Strangely, and thankfully, the lead detective believed Danny, it was a case of happenstance. Danny was young, and by the brief convo the detectives determined that Danny was no threat; he was clumsy and a dweeb, a social outcast and technological challenged (he couldn\rquote t work his cell phone from his panicky parents) But still, the detectives would later learn of Danny\rquote s parents--specifically his gadgetry inventing dad\'85\par \tab Danny folks were home, they would have questions for Danny, too. Danny had to think, it was a long walk home. Along the way, Brook\rquote s Books!\page\tab Paula was the clerk, her grandmother the owner/operator of the store, but it was Bingo Nite! and Paula took the reigns of managing the store during its last hours. (she got paid as much as if she would worked a full day instead of a \ldblquote few\rdblquote hours. \par \tab Paula K was a dark haired lovely, short hair not quite to her shoulders. Tight jeans, tight fitting green tee-shirt with a devilish angel (with a pitch fork and Devil\rquote s grin) with the caption \ldblquote Super Bitch\rdblquote top concealing a pair of small B\rquote s hooters. Her face was lovely, simply fucking lovely, bright and sunshiny with perfectly set white teeth.\par \tab Jolene Smartz was a tutor at Casper Jr. High, and she had tutored Danny a time or two. He liked her, really liked her. She always smelled good, was friendly, not condescending or putting him down and was actually more helpful than others.\par \tab Gail was the blond of the group, long straight unstyled hair. Green eyes, green jewelry accents. A yellow top with red daises all over it, medium sized teenage hooters contained nicely inside the top. Not too tight jeans, but a tight butt.\par \tab Danny wasn\rquote t interested in the boys.\par \tab The gang all stopped yakking and looked to the door to the store as the signal bell tinkled above--but no one came in. the door opened a bit for a few seconds and then gently closed. Paula gulped, Jolene pursed her lips and gripped the counter she leaned against. \par \tab\ldblquote Go check.\rdblquote urged Paula to Robert her kinda-sorta boyfriend.\par \tab Robert Stalk was a tall junior, all-star athlete, broad shouldered, buzz cut hairdo. He gave the door a looksee, \ldblquote The wind.\rdblquote he said.\par \tab Paula gave him a hard look.\par \tab\ldblquote Ok, fine.\rdblquote he bitched and moved from the closeness of Paula to directly at the door. He opened the door, poked his head out, saw nothing or no one and then turned back to the others.\par \tab The \ldblquote others\rdblquote were frozen. One by one. And then so was he.\par \par \tab Hot pink bikini panties Paula K wore. A cartoon character on the front panel, pee stains inside, no skid marks. Her pussy was blond, as opposed to the dark hair on her head. Danny still didn\rquote t know the difference between a \ldblquote virgin\rdblquote and a slut. Gently he worked the girl\rquote s pants down, with him on his knees his eyes latched onto the girl\rquote s panty--then her blond pubes.\page\tab Beside him he saw Jolene\rquote s clothes coming off by some invisible force. Tuck was wasting no time drinking in the girl, he was stripping her nude and that was all there was to it.\par \tab Danny took his time.\par \par \tab The realization of what it meant to be \ldblquote invisible\rdblquote slowly came to light to young teen horndog Danny Phanton as after his shagging of Paula and Gail, he stood in the adult books and magazine aisle, his willy dangling down dripping cum as he perused thru the volumes of dirty skin magazines.\par \tab It was overload. He had no idea. All positions, all disgusting things to do sexually, stories and on and so on. \par \tab\ldblquote Hey, Tuck, come here.\rdblquote \par \tab Tuck came up, as he neared to close proximity he became visible to sight--albeit a little hazy. Tuck checked out the mags and masturbated while he did so.\par \tab The phone rang disrupting further actions.\par \tab It was a few minutes before nine, closing time was nine PM.\par \tab Then, the front door bell tinkled and someone came in.\par \tab Three someones.\par \tab One someone was an adult someone.\par \tab The other someones were two tykes.\par \par \tab Danny knocked over an end aisle book display, then stumbled against a table strewn with books. Madly, though, he dashed for the Mind Warper and zapped the intruders--before they saw the three teenage girls laid sprawled out by the checkout counter.\par \tab Jolene lay with her top off, pants and panties off, bra off. Paula\rquote s top was just over her head, her pants and panties at her ankles. Gail was rendered nude, as well--both Danny and Tuck had taken her--Tuck pumping strongly into her pert tight but forgiving asshole, Danny plowing into the girl\rquote s snug fitting love canal.\par \tab There was no blood from any of the three girls. Danny loved on Paula quite a while, even after initially creaming into her cunny; he found sucking on her titties kept his sex drive alive.\par \tab To Jolene Danny had enough of the sex drive just moments after having his fun with Paula to screw her for several long enduring minutes. Tuck meanwhile stripped nude Gail, then positioned her so as he could spank her ass--Tucker was an \ldblquote ass man.\rdblquote by the time Gail\rquote s ass was a lovely shade of tomato red, Danny was done with Jolene and ready for Gail.\page\tab It was a woman and her two offspring. The woman was well dressed, a bit of jewelry and a bit of air of aristocratic snobbishness about her. Her two offspring were nothing like her, save for being attired in fancy Sunday School clothing; the boy about seven in a dress suit, well groomed and neat. The girl in a light green near-like party dress but more simplified than that.\par \tab The boy \ldblquote Ralph\rdblquote had dashing blue eyes, a fresh face and boyish charm despite his upbringing. A blue blazer, a red tie, tan slacks. He was cute. His sister a year younger had blue eyes that were simply heavenly. Curly locks of golden hair all about her pretty-oh-so pretty face.\par \tab Wisely the Danny and Tuck guided the family to the center of the store and out of sight of any by-chance passerbys. Then, they locked the door. Tuck hit the phone\rquote s answering machine. It was the granny, the store\rquote s owner--reminding the granddaughter (the cock pleasing Paula, that t was lock up time, have the register do the \ldblquote count\rdblquote , bag the money, lock up, and come pick her up at the Center.)\par \tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think we have a lot of time.\rdblquote Danny complained.\par \tab\ldblquote Right,\rdblquote said Tuck, \ldblquote so we better make this quick.\rdblquote despite the fuzziness of his invisible friend to sight, Danny swore the boy was smiling.\par \par \tab Though Danny wasn\rquote t into boys per se, teen boys especially, seeing little seven year old Ralph naked was kinda cool. It gave his shagged out schlong a bit of a rise. But it wasn\rquote t he himself who was undressing the young boy, it was Tuck. Either Tuck didn\rquote t know his friend Danny was so close, or he didn\rquote t care, Danny didn\rquote t know. He scooted back askew behind Tuck and watched as Ralph\rquote s tan slacks were undone and slid down. Danny moved just a scooch to one side and Tuck disappeared. It was sort of better as the hazy fuzziness was distracting.\par \tab Ralph\rquote s underwear slid down his young legs nextly, his blue blazer was removed and then his shirt pulled up and out of the way--out of the way so as Tuck could fondle the boy\rquote s wares! Tucker was a pervert! A full fledged equal opportunity perverted molester!\par \tab And Danny found himself intrigued, and stroking himself!\par \tab Tuck sucked on Ralph\rquote s lily white cock, fondled the boy\rquote s balls and caressed his equally lily white ass. All of the boy\rquote s cock and balls were engulfed into Tuck\rquote s mouth.\par \tab Danny so engrossed suddenly caught a glimpse of the young girl--she was peeing! It was the reasoning for the stop into the store that was almost closing, the little girl had to use the bathroom! \page\tab A steady stream of pee trickled down the child\rquote s legs. Danny lifted her pretty dress, plain white panties with love pat heats all over slowly being soiled by pee--a LOT of pee! The little one really had to go. Danny\rquote s cock had to \ldblquote go\rdblquote , too.\par \tab Slowly, holding the child\rquote s dress up with one hand, he lowered the girl\rquote s undies with the other. His cock was in overload. His mind flashed to the young girls he had done recently, previously. Bits of cum began to soil the tip of his pulsing schlong.\par \tab Slowly Danny laid the youngster down, to his side young Ralph was with his slacks and underwear off. Danny had to lean close to his invisible pal to see what was going on (with him.) Tuck was fucking the boy\rquote s wares, his black schlong humping madly against the white boy\rquote s balls and young stiffy. Danny wondered if Tuck would sink his tool into the boy\rquote s backdoor?\par \tab Danny returned his attention to Aimee.\par \par \tab The taste of fresh hot funky urine was at first distasteful. But then, by the sheer act of licking and sucking the pissy poon, Danny P got even more horny than he had before. He found that he could engulf virtually the whole of the child\rquote s snatch. It was smooth and hairless and intrigued Danny beyond belief. He sucked and sucked and sucked and then sucked some more until he couldn\rquote t stand it and his fully engorged cock rested hard against the girl\rquote s previously unfucked cunt.\par \tab Beside them, near naked Ralph was being reamed in the ass, his young legs pushed back and his backdoor being slightly impressed with a teenage black intruder.\par \tab Danny rubbed the head of his naughty organ all up and down Aimee\rquote s poon, poked her entrance and deftly tried vaginal penetration. He found more luck with her asshole, though. He didn\rquote t know why. It was difficult to hold the young\rquote uns legs back while poking the receptive anus, she had to be turned over. \par \tab Tuck was fully inching his hole fucker into Ralph.\par \tab The phone rang again. And again.\par \tab Danny had the head of his cock into the six year old\rquote s asshole, a little bit more. Sweet release of pent up backed up floods of hot delicious cum spewed from his prong and filled Aimee\rquote s rectum.\par \tab Gallons of cum spewed out of Ralph\rquote s puckered bung. More was spilled from Tuck\rquote s fuck pole onto Ralph\rquote s balls and cock.\par \tab It was fifteen after the hour, the phone rang and rang and rang.\page\tab\ldblquote What about her?\rdblquote Tuck asked as Danny collected the magazines and books he wanted, he shrugged, \ldblquote I-I don\rquote t know, what?\rdblquote\par \tab Tuck stroked his aching black pole, seems a shame not to have messed with her, too.\rdblquote\par \tab Danny checked the time, he was already in deep shit with his folks, \ldblquote We gotta split and get home.\rdblquote the library he was supposed to be at was long closed, he was late and with the police involved and all\'85\par \tab But then again, it WOULD be a shame not to include the mother\'85\par \par \tab On the floor the uppity socialite of a well-do nature was stripped to the skin. She wore too many clothes for the season. Her poon was a thick layer of blond pubes. Tuck got on her firstly, Danny perused the mags he was taking (stealing.) it dawned on him, then, \lquote being invisible would allow him to go anywhere anytime.\rquote and not just to the girls locker room! There was the bank, the movie theatres; anywhere-anytime!\tab\par \tab Once more, Danny found his eyes watching in a locked on state to Tuck\rquote s pumping ass. His black nuggets squinshing up to the woman\rquote s body, his black prong slamming into the woman\rquote s poon. Again, Danny found himself forcing himself to hold off from rubbing his hand (or cock) onto his best friend\rquote s ass.\par \tab A wicked thought crossed his mind--he COULD simply ZAP Tucker, that way he (Danny P) could do as he damn well pleased and no one the wiser!\par \tab A knock to the front door disrupted further thought.\par \tab Cops! Two cops at the door, they saw the sprawled out naked teen girls and busted the door. Danny was in a near panic--no, a full and complete one. Thankfully Tucker was leveled headed and casually gathered themselves, their clothes and booty. Danny snagging Aimee\rquote s pissed in panties\'85\par \par \tab At the back door the boys heard noise, footsteps. Cops!\par \tab\ldblquote Shit!\rdblquote bitched aloud Danny.\par \tab\ldblquote Trapped like rats!\rdblquote\par \tab But wait, there\rquote s more!\par \tab The door was busted open, weapons drawn, tasers, flashlights, and a strange new weapon-aid, a light spectrum (for the checking of invisible perpetrators!)\page\tab However, as each gadget enhancer emits differing frequencies--in effect rendering the possessor invisible, etc., the items used in seeing those invisible differed, too. \par \tab The cops invaded the store and saw the horror. Tuck guessed that at least one or two were intrigued, horny by the sight of the young teen girls naked and sprawled out and ready to be fucked. Some of the coppers might have been intrigued by the naked young girl (and boy), too!\par \tab It was then that Tuck noted the security measures.\par \tab Peeking back into the store from the store room, Tuck noted the black bubbles in the ceiling.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote he exclaimed.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote Danny asked. \par \tab Tuck told him and pointed out the hidden security cameras.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh shit.\rdblquote \par \tab And there was no time, no time, to rip out the video recording gadgets, more cops were piling in along with ambulances and news reporters. Those effected by the Mind Warper were just coming around. Chaos reigned supreme. Danny and Tucker wisely fled.\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab At least he wasn\rquote t grounded, but still there was the yelling and an slight air of suspicion Danny could do without. But Danny protested he was merely a victim of circumstance--wrong place/wrong time. He story had validity--searching for summer work where most kids didn\rquote t go, studying at the library, etc.\par \tab But still\'85\par \tab Having \ldblquote magical\rdblquote items didn\rquote t necessarily mean one would have a magical time. Upon reflection, Danny noted that he DID have a pretty good time, there were hazards and they just went with the territory he guessed. He would have to be more diligent in his trekking.\par \tab Then there was Tucker.\par \tab Tucker had SUCKED on a boy\rquote s wang. Danny wondered if he was appalled, or curious. This only prompted him to lay out on his bed, naked, and work his own wang, with that little girl Aimee\rquote s panties (still wet, too) wrapped about his shaft. Tucker sucked on a little boy\rquote s penis. Tucker had humped and then fucked the little boy, Ralph. He was an equal opportunity molester. Danny wondered if he could be so.\page\tab What WAS it like to be sucked? By a another dude? What would it be like to be fucked in the ass--by another dude? OR, to fuck a dude in the ass. Mostly, Danny and Tuck were into girls, young and old. But what Danny had seen in the bookstore gave him a little more insight on his artful friend. Should he be alarmed, curious, or what?\par \tab Could he fuck Tuck\rquote s ass? Could he let Tuck fuck him? There was that unnatural attraction that Danny struggled with; seriously he wanted to put his hand on Tuck\rquote s ass, to fondle his balls and feel of his dick. That didn\rquote t mean he was gay, did it?\par \par Boners and things\par \tab Along with \ldblquote spying\rdblquote , there was such a thing as SCHOOL, too.\par \tab It sucked. Spying was better.\par \tab He was still in sorta-kinda trouble with his folks, an air of suspicion reigned at the Phanton home. At school, Casper Jr. High, security was high as there were several young teen girls who had been accosted over the weekend.\par \tab But there was little need to worry about security when one could easily render oneself (and friend) invisible. Danny and Tuck discussed letting their other best friend Samantha in on the deal, but not the Mind Altering part. She was kinda spooky as it was, and though the boys had known the girl a couple of years or so, they still didn\rquote t know her one hundred percent.\par \tab After 3\super rd\nosupersub period English the boys had a break, an hour before 5\super th\nosupersub period lunch. The \ldblquote break\rdblquote was supposed to be for studying--but who studies when you can spy!\par \tab Their first \ldblquote spy\rdblquote was obvious--the girls\rquote bathroom.\par \tab The first available bathroom in the life science building, 2\super nd\nosupersub floor. Three girls were within, all 7\super th\nosupersub grade girls the boys knew so-so. Amanda, Kaylene, Nadine. Amanda the only one in a dress. It was short, plaid, and did wonders for her ass. \par \tab The other two in typical teen jeans.\par \tab Amanda was in the can, or on it. She was just finishing up, Danny and Tuck peeked thru the door cracks to the private stall. She ripped a small butt blast and wiped her blond poon from between her legs. Lavender panties, tight and skimpy.\par \tab Kaylene put on makeup, Nadine discussed \ldblquote hot\rdblquote boys--Danny and Tuck were not on her list. Amanda emerged and then all three girls were \ldblquote stunned\rdblquote into silence.\tab\par \tab\ldblquote We gotta make this a quickie.\rdblquote Danny said, lesson not learned from the bookstore. Quickly the two invisible horndogs set about undoing Kaylene and Nadine\rquote s pants. Tuck pushed Nadine into one of the stalls, Danny moved Kaylene into another--for privacy lest someone SHOULD come waltzing in.\par \tab Then, \'85\par \tab Danny firstly just felt Kaylene up, undoing her button top and getting inside the girl\rquote s bra. His cock was near busting out of his pants, so he freed it and worked his pants and underwear on down. He then saw Nadine\rquote s body laying out on the floor, partly stuck into his stall, her clothes were coming completely off and Tuck was doing her. Danny got harder as he watched the 7\super th\nosupersub grader getting naked (not on her own volition) and then her young body rocking as she was laid.\par \tab It caused Danny to pull Kaylene\rquote s pants and underwear down, and then off to make his doings easier--which was having her ass on the toilet, her legs up over his shoulders--then his cock invading her pussy.\par \tab He mentioned that there was no blood on his cock after cumming. It didn\rquote t necessarily mean that she was a virgin, though. He wanted to try her asshole, but his cock had limped out and wasn\rquote t strong enough.\par \tab He didn\rquote t bother with wiping his cum from her blond cunt, he put her clothes back on and propped her on the toilet. Tuck had Nadine on her stomach and was seriously gouging his way into her asshole. Danny got on his knees, the door to that stall opened. Being in close proxy to his bud, he could see him and his doings. It gave cause for Danny to indeed get re-aroused. Tuck\rquote s balls slapped, Nadine\rquote s nude body scooted and was grinded into the dirty grimy floor of the bathroom.\par \par \tab There had been no time, darn it, for Amanda, after dressing Nadine, minus her yellow skin tight French-cut panties, the boys had their hands on Amanda\rquote s ass and was prepared to double-doink her when the bathroom door opened. Three more girls enter with the accompanying of a security bitch.\par \tab Danny felt a little flush and it frightened him that like in previous states he was on the verge of \ldblquote appearing.\rdblquote and \ldblquote appearing\rdblquote in a girls\rquote bathroom would be bad. Very bad. Quickly he and Tuck vamoosed and moved on.\page\tab Once out in the cool air, Danny felt better. Tuck reported no problems whatsoever. He was also still nude, as was Danny. It was kinda strange, and yet thrilling--to be naked and prancing about so. He fondly recalled the Jacoy family, the three Christian kids running amok (and fucking) all over their church. It was a simple thrill to do so; to go willy nilly with one\rquote s willy out in public. Even better when no one knew it!\par \tab Down the hall to where it curved and entered the section that was for high school prep and social studies, Danny\rquote s Narly Senses kicked in. It directed him and Tuck to see Mr. Wortimier getting it on with Kathy McMahoon. Kathy M was a precious 14 yrs young, in the choir, on the honor roll, cheerleader, student body treasurer, instigator for student projects that like car washes and whatever to raise money for whoever.\par \tab Mr. Wort was a tall 40 yr old with a family and tenure.\par \tab Kathy\rquote s top was open, no bra. \par \tab Mr. Wort\rquote s dress pants were at his ankles, no underwear.\par \tab Kathy\rquote s skirt was dangling off one ankle, her rose colored panties off the other ankle. Mr. Wort\rquote s dick buried to the hilt in her young prime pussy. Danny and Tuck sneaked themselves into the empty classroom office, a small office attached to Social Studies 1 that was also service to a typing class that had been canceled for the semester.\par \tab Kathy M didn\rquote t seem to be in any distress. The numerous times she quipped \ldblquote Fuck me!\rdblquote and \ldblquote and yes, you\rquote re so good!\rdblquote along with, \ldblquote do it!\rdblquote were kinda clues.\par \tab Mr. Worth sucked on the girl\rquote s lovely teenage titties as he slammed his cock into her gash. He finally unloaded his love cream, a generous gob expelled into the young teen\rquote s cunt, a great deal more he spilled onto her (money shot!)\par \tab Wort continued to hump until there was no more umph to do so.\par \tab Kathy frigged her love box, then turned over onto the desk she had been nailed on, smacked her ass, pulled a cheek and quipped, \ldblquote I\rquote ve been a bAAAAAd, girl, daddy!\rdblquote she smiled. (note: Wort was NOT her daddy.)\par \tab Michelle Jimpson and Mr. Earl Jimpson WERE related. Mr. J taught geography and had taught at the local junior college. Why he had been bumped to the high school level was speculation--rumor had it he had been caught balling the dean\rquote s wife\rquote s sister. (she was of age\'85)\par \tab Michelle Jimpson, though--was NOT of age AND she was his daughter. She was in the 8\super th\nosupersub grade, Danny and Tuck knew her, but not personally. \page\tab At the end of the hall was Mr. J\rquote s class, then there was the stairs back down to the first floor, offices, other science classes, and the school quad. Danny\rquote s Narly Senses were in overload. \par \tab Mr. J was in his 40s, he wore a cardigan, a slight beard, and had all the resembles of a sea captain. He was also usually dead serious and was seldom seen to laugh or even break a smile. On Danny and Tuck\rquote s spy-visit, the serious landlubber was seated behind his desk in his kinda spacious private office. Just arriving was his daughter Michelle, before the door closed behind her Danny and Tuck made good getting inside.\par \tab Danny\rquote s Narly Senses had never failed him yet!\par \tab A bit of trivial chit-chat, the gist of which Danny learned Mr. J was divorced from the girl\rquote s mother and the girl lived with the mother. Mr. J forked over a small wad of bills to the daughter, then hugged her.\par \tab Then it got interesting.\par \tab During the hug, the man put his hand onto the girl\rquote s ass.\par \tab Michelle wore kinda tight regular teen jeans, Mr. J caressed the ass, patted it and then--Tuck gouged Danny to alert him as to what ELSE was going on; Michelle Jimpson had undone her father\rquote s dress slacks, fished out his wanker, and was stroking it.\par \tab The stroking led to kissing on the engorged head before devouring the whole thang into her mouth. She sucked him! Mr. J moaned, his eyes rolled, and his hips humped into her face. Michelle\rquote s ass moved about and Danny was hard pressed not to mount her right then and there. He held off on utilizing the mind warper as he figured using that device and the one allowing he and Tuck to go about unseen may be too much for his mind to cope.\par \tab Michelle sucked and sucked and sucked. She made smacking sounds, slurping sounds, and farted. Mr. J smacked his farting daughter\rquote s ass and she herself undone her jeans. Mr. J helped work them down, panties, too. His busy hands smoothed all over the wriggling girl, pulling her shirt up and undoing her bra.\par \tab At length Michelle stopped sucking, stood smacking her lips, \ldblquote Mmmm, daddy, you still taste good!\rdblquote she smiled and stepped out of her clothes, doffed her shirt and bra and stood butt bare assed naked. Mr. J was smiling (all over!)\par \tab Michelle then straddled her daddy\rquote s lap, guiding his prong into her pussy (where it seemed as though it had been there before.) they two quickly commenced to fucking.\page\tab The antics of their illicit lovemaking became intense--prompting Mr. Jimpson to place his daughter up on his desk and give her a proper humping. Minutes later he came.\par \tab A great deal of titty sucking there had been during the fuck. The near balding man flopped into his chair and fondled his cum squirter.\par \tab\ldblquote Gee, daddy,\rdblquote sparked the girl fingering her cummy cunt, \ldblquote that was a good one.\rdblquote\par \tab There was no response from Mr. J.\par \tab It was over, though. Michelle frigged her cunny a bit, tweaked her nipples, then slid to her knees and re-sucked her daddy\rquote s dong. Mr. J loved it, he ran his hands thru his daughter\rquote s bobbing head. \ldblquote Yer fucking mother never would do it for me!\rdblquote he mouthed.\par \tab Michelle made no respond other than \ldblquote glugh, umph, grumph!\rdblquote\par \tab When Mr. Jimpson\rquote s schlong was stiff yet again, Michelle laid her self out on the floor. She parted her legs and fingered herself, Mr. J moved out of his chair, removed his dress shirt and tie, then his slacks and the rest of his clothes. Michelle turned over, pooched her ass up, parted a cheek and Mr. J went for it--sliding his manhood into her asshole.\par \par You had to be there\par \tab Locker room spree\par \tab Other than being a super spy, bank robber, know-it-all unknown to others, what\rquote s a guy gonna do when he can be naked AND invisible? Spy on girls in their natural environment whereas they prance about willy-nilly naked without fear or embarrassment.\par \tab There were too many of them to \ldblquote zap\rdblquote them all, so Danny/Tuck had to be extra careful when they did Velma Burke. A long red haired girl, tall, skinny, wide hips, red fiery bush. As she had a locker that was at the end of the locker row butted against the lime green wall, and only a couple of other live nude girls in the same row, zapping Velma was easy. A quick feel of her ass, hole, and poon was the deal. Being naked and unseen allowed Tuck to simply guide his prick into the girl\rquote s backdoor as Danny held her in a bent over position, her head nuzzling his cock and balls.\par \tab Tuck made quick work of his doing, Danny slipped his prick into Velma\rquote s mouth and pumped steadily, but didn\rquote t cum.\par \tab Tucker nodded to Danny, \lquote look.\rquote \page\tab Danny looked to the direction of Tuck\rquote s interest, a fat black security guard type person was at the end of the locker row, looking down and right at the bent over Velma Burke. Carefully Danny stood the girl back, the boys moved away from her and \ldblquote released\rdblquote her mind to her own.\par \tab The girl stumbled and shook her head, drawing even more curiosity from the guard. The pudgy black woman, \ldblquote You alright, girl?\rdblquote\par \tab Velma looked around a little strangely, shrugged and returning to dressing. She seemed none the wiser of what had happened.\par \par \tab It was virtual overload for Danny and Tuck, being naked and invisible in a GIRL\rquote S locker room. Thirteen and fourteen year old girls romping about butt bare assed naked--it was too much!\par \tab Bianca Nash and Geri Vernitta fell prey to Danny\rquote s mind touching, Danny humped Bianca\rquote s ass, Tuck nailed her mouth. Both boys fondled and sucked on her titties with Danny creaming into her backdoor.\par \tab Geri Vernitta had been in the bathroom. Carefully, after her mind had been \ldblquote touched\rdblquote , she was moved to the far stall and laid out on the floor. Tuck took first dibs, laying on her and doing her while Danny manned the door. If anyone, \lquote specially a guard, should come too close\'85\par \par \tab When the class bell rang out, the locker room emptied. The following period was lunch; stragglers and those vying to make up lose time and points meandered about. Danny and Tuck occupied the shower area itself. When the coast was clear, Danny rendered them back to visible status, conserving power on the gadget and their minds.\par \tab Both boys had raging boners. Both stroked themselves into a fury. Naked in a girl\rquote s locker room--to some unfortunate boys it was an embarrassment and not something one wished for--but bullies of the boy and girl sort often found an unwilling nerd dweeb and tossed the youth in.\par \tab Danny and Tuck enjoyed being within.\par \tab Slowly, the two made the realization that they were staring at one another as they stroked off. Tuck quickly turned to continue beating off to the left, Danny whipped around to jerk his pud to the right. Seconds later and a throng of peoples came into the locker room--women and young teen girls. Too many of them. Danny feared that sometime he might not be able get them back to invisible status. And being in the shower area there was no mirror or reflective device to show them if they were or not--and being caught butt bare assed naked in a girl\rquote s shower area would be bad. Very bad.\page\tab The boys found themselves slinking along the tiled wall to the outside, trying to keep out of sight of the gathered throng of women and girls. It seemed to be a meeting of some sort, a security meeting at that. Just outside of the shower stall area there was a dressing area that whereas one of the end lockers had a full length mirror.\par \tab Danny was invisible--Tucker wasn\rquote t.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote\par \tab Danny turned the invisibiling device off, then back on. \par \tab Both boys remained visible.\par \tab Danny did it again.\par \tab Danny was invisible, Tucker was not.\par \tab Danny turned the device off, then back on. In between time Tuck placed his hand on his nude friend\rquote s hip. When the device turned back on they were relieved to see themselves--er, NOT to see themselves. They were invisible--but only if Tuck kept his hand on Danny\rquote s nakedness!\par \tab Slowly they made for the backdoor.\par \tab A small throng of women and girls and security were just outside.\par \tab\ldblquote I think we\rquote re trapped.\rdblquote muttered Tuck.\par \tab The boys could only stand at the double doors and wait.\par \tab And wait.\par \tab And wait some more.\par \tab Meantime, Tuck\rquote s throbbing fuck monster lay pressed up against Danny\rquote s ass. Danny\rquote s thoughts were muddled and befuddled and he soon found himself reaching back--REACHING BACK and latching onto his black friend\rquote s cock.\par \tab This soon led to Danny bending over slightly, spreading a cheek.\par \tab Tuck rubbed his black member up against Danny\rquote s near lily white ass, gouging himself up and down the crack before making a stern anal penetration.\par \tab While a throng of adults and students mingled just outside the back double doors, while a throng of adults and students mingled at the front double doors--Tucker mingled into Danny\rquote s rectum!\par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }