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               CRASH TEST DUMMIES : Flag Girl secret files #033

               Gasm Girl was an eighteen year old girl from one of the many
               small farming communities which surrounded Delta City. The
               slim, short, busty girl had no extra strength or speed or
               senses. Other than super healing she had only one power; but
               it was a doozy. She could cause anyone to orgasm in her line
               of sight or upon her touch.

               This highly underrated power in fact made her one of the most
               powerful super heroines in Delta City every time she jumped
               upon a bus and visited.

               The girl could control the level of the orgasm she inflicted.
               But even at their lowest level they were so intense that they
               caused in their immediate aftermath a dazed calm euphoric
               state that lasted several minutes. At their highest level
               they caused a coma like smiling state of bliss that could
               last days. 

               No one knew her real name or identity and this was because
               she could selectively erase the memory of anyone she chose by
               using her orgasm power to do so. 

               Gasm Girl's body constantly produced extremely powerful
               aphrodisiacs pheromones that caused everyone around her to be
               in a constant state of ever increasing lust. 

               In addition to this her presence caused a 'tingling' zone
               around her that collaterally increased anyone's sexual orgasm
               to an extreme degree even if she was not directly causing it.

               Since she had no real combat powers or prowess; villains did
               not see her as a particular threat. If she defeated them then
               the most that would happen is they would experience the most
               intense orgasm of their lives and wake up still giddy from
               the bliss some time latter. And if they defeated  her, which
               more often than not is what occurred, then they got to fuck
               what was indisputably the best fuck on Earth!

               Super heroines loved pairing up with Gasm Girl because her
               'tingler' field meant if they were defeated and raped their
               own orgasm would be of an epic level. While her orgasm power
               its self could wipe out entire rooms of people in one blast
               or take down even invulnerable opponents like the
               Abomination. Making her a worthy partner in both defeat and
               victory. 

               Her ability to use her special 'orgasm wipes' to remove
               undesirable memories also meant she was very handy if some
               one should lose their mask after a losing battle and eye
               witnesses needed to be dealt with.
               She had been used on several occasions to erase a mind of a
               villain so he could be released after he had discovered a
               super heroines identity. And had been used to 'orgasm wipe'
               away the memory of thousands who had seen something they
               shouldn't have.

               As long as she was in line of sight of the target it did not
               matter if it was a gnat or a football stadium filled with
               fans; she could cause it to orgasm at whatever level she
               chose and remove or leave its memories intact.

               She was one of those super heroines who you could say; she
               had never won a battle but never lost a war. She was often
               defeated but somehow always managed to escape and usually
               left the police the spoils; snoring and smiling in a cum
               puddle.

               She always ended every visit with a handshake with her super
               heroine partner and zapped them with a knee quaking orgasm to
               wipe their memory of any trace of her appearance or mannerism
               so her identity was always a blank slate devoid of any
               details.

               Her tingler presence meant that no one could recall anything
               about her except for the most vague generalities. Security
               equipment always seemed to short out in her immediate area so
               there were no evidence of her coming and going.

               As such her entire costume consisted of a simple hooded cape,
               gloves, and boots. She walked around with the cape brazenly
               open displaying her naked teen body and yet no one could give
               you the slightest detail of her appearance other than the
               generalities that she was of slim build, slightly short, and
               had an enormous pair of breasts almost rivalling Azure Angel
               in perfect round shape and size.

               She had recently found her orgasm power let her enter into
               the minds of those who she was making orgasm and keeping them
               orgasming and 'suggest' a course of action or ideas which
               they would mistakenly take for their own thoughts and will
               and which they would carry out as best they could.

               This was very useful for it let her keep the bus driver or
               driver of the car or taxi that picked her up able to operate
               their vehicle even if everyone else upon the bus were in a
               full blow orgy because of her pheromones.

               Gasm Girl had one last element of her power which made her
               extremely popular with all super heroines and that is that in
               her immediate presence impregnation could not occur. No one
               could get pregnant inside her tingler zone. Not her not
               anyone around her.
               But it also meant that if she was not controlling the orgasms
               consciously then the persons around her might not collapse
               into unconsciousness when they orgasmed. That and her tingler
               zone shortened the 'refactory' time for males by a
               considerable degree. So if a male was having sex with a
               female and Gasm Girl was present but not controlling that
               male's subsequent orgasm he would still have a powerful
               orgasm but he would not fall asleep and he would be hard
               again in seconds ready for more.

               This was a double edge sword for both her and her super
               heroine partners in that one; they could not get their sexy
               asses knocked up but two; the rapes could last days! If she
               could not keep her focus upon the males and trip them into
               slumber.

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               Flag Girl knew Gasm Girl was coming. You always knew when she
               was about to make an appearance because your joy box went
               crazy even when she was still minutes away from arriving. It
               was like the sudden scent of spring in the air on a dark cold
               winter day, but it was your groin which was sensing it and it
               was buzzing like a bee hive in honey hungry need.

               You could also always tell whither she was coming toward you
               or if you were catching up to her. If she was coming toward
               you then the people around you would be showing their
               increasing perplexed signs of arousal. Sweating brows, tented
               pants, collars being pulled at and buttons starting to be
               undone.

               If she was ahead of you then you found yourself walking
               through a wake of dazed and befuddled people often with cum
               stains upon their pants and slacks and occasionally in pairs
               of grappling half ripped off clothes still going at it on the
               pavement.

               Gasm Girl was approaching Flag girl so she parked her moped
               and waited. Waited quiet impatiently and greedily for she
               always loved pairing up with Gasm Girl. Their secret files
               where always the most... sticky and delicious.

               The patriotic spangled teen astride her moped saw the
               approaching girl almost a block away. Hard to miss a girl who
               walked with that much sexy hip-sway in a heavy cloak thrown
               open revealing her naked teen body like that. The hood kept
               her young beautiful face heavily shadowed by her pale naked
               body stood out like a lighthouse beacon. But even as she
               passed everyone in the crowded street you could see them
               shudder and moan and half collapse and then in her wake
               clutch their head and stagger in a daze; already forgetting
               her utterly as stains spread across their crotches.

               Gasm Girl was always cocky. Hard not to be when the entire
               world desperately wants to fuck you. But she was also very
               sweet behind her vixen sneer and she gave Flag Girl a little
               finger wave as she shimmied up to her just as Flag Girl
               joypopped in her thong and buttered the seat of her moped
               with a light throaty moan.

               "Hi Flag Girl. I was hopping to catch you when I was in town.
               You always have the best adventures going on!"

               "AHHHHHHH. OHHHHHHHHH. HHHHHigh, Gasmmmmmm Girl. Oh, not
               complaining but do you think you could turn it back a notch
               on my crotch?"

               "Oh, sorry. There. How's that?"

               "Ah. Thanks. Just a tingling buzz now. Not that I don't enjoy
               the hands free jello-pops but it does make it hard to think.
               So, it is so cool you just happened by today! Because I was
               just about to embark on a tremendous adventure upon Professor
               Whirtler's behalf!"

               "This isn't about picking up his dry cleaning again, is it?"

               "NO! GEESH! That was just the one time! And if you recall we
               WERE attacked by cybernetic ninja's!"

               "That was only because we had that ridiculously big titted
               Azure Angel with us and she owed back rent."

               Flag Girl looked down at Gasm Girl's own huge and utterly
               naked breasts jiggling with each breath jutting out from her
               open robe and raised an eyebrow. "Well, no trips to the
               laundry mat this time! This is a major mission. Like man on
               the moon manhattan project secret burger sauce stuff!"

               "Okay, I'll bite. What is it?" Gasm Girl put her hands on her
               naked hips thus opening her heavy hooded robe even wider
               displaying her un-shaved crotch. Behind her complete
               strangers fucked one another like mad.

               "What do you say to a visit to the old abandoned zoo?"

               "Pass. You have any idea where Amazing Babe is?"

               "No, no, no wait! The Proff thinks Dragon Queen maybe hold up
               there doing her evil twisted weirdness." Flag Girl had one
               arm clasped around Gasm Girl's cloaked shoulders as small
               trails of drool leaked out her mouth and clung to the side of
               her hair as the proximity had her popping her cork with the
               rapidity of baseball card in a bicycle spoke. "And we sort of
               have to first stop and pick up his dry cleaning."

               "UGH! I knew it! No way!"

               "Oh, come on. We always have so much fun. Pleasepleaseplease.
               Don't go to that lame-o Amazing Babe she is totally blonde in
               a bottle. You can't truest those blonde wannabe's. Please."

               Gasm Girl sighed and rolled her eyes as she let her shoulders
               drop, "fine. Let's get the laundry out of the way and check
               out the critter lair."

               "GREAT!" Flag Girl jumped up and down. "First I might as well
               shed these." She slipped her thumbs into the string sides of
               her micro thong and shimmied out of the soaked panties. "No
               point in wearing those things when you are around. Just a
               sopping mess!" She wadded up and tossed the panties where
               they promptly landed on a man's face who was too engrossed in
               his savage plowing of the backside of a young woman bent over
               a baby carriage to notice them while another woman feverishly
               buried her face in his exposed ass cheeks and sucked his
               salty hairy balls.

               "You know the city is always so much nicer and friendly when
               you are in town." Flag Girl swung a thin leg over the moped
               seat and reached around to patt the seat behind her to motion
               Gasm Girl to get on.

               Gasm Girl sighed again and swung on behind the bubbly teen
               taking the offered helmet and slipping it on over her hooded
               cowl. "Really the place always seems the same to me."

               Gasm Girl reached behind her to grab the small handle bar at
               the back of the padded seat only to have Flag Girl reach
               around and grab her hands and then place them firmly upon her
               breasts. "Okay, squeeze tight! I am really going to open her
               up! Might hit twenty five! And I am not talking pot holes!"

               The red white and blue moped whined to life and slowly crept
               away from the curb as behind them women slowly shaking their
               heads as if waking from a dream began to slap the shit out of
               and scream at the men who had their peckers buried
               inexplicably inside of them.

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               The abandoned zoo was not THE abandoned zoo. The abandoned
               zoo that it was not would be the old city zoo which was now
               used to house and store much of the city owned and operated
               street maintenance trucks and vehicles. This zoo was in fact
               once a small privately owned zoo that had been open to the
               public back at the turn of the 1900's. The cages were of
               wrought iron and metal scroll work and very small in size
               compared with the modern day compound style. But they were
               incredibly elegant in their day and even now tucked away
               behind stacks of apartment buildings and vine covered stone
               walls long sealed and forgotten it still retained an air of a
               by gone age of regal regard for beauty above everything else.

               Being super heroines, and being one of the super heroines was
               an orgasm inducing naked sex pot of a girl, the pair entered
               the grounds through the front guarded gate with the idiotic
               grinning wet stained crotch blessing of the pair of rent-a
               cops who sighed and waved as they let them pass and then
               locked the gates behind them.

               No sooner had the two girls been ushered in and the gate
               closed behind them and the two guards returned to their
               shack; than the two guards had blinked and forgot the super
               heroine pair's very existence. They then began a frowning
               discussion of how they had managed to spill latte's upon
               their pants?! When there were no latte's about the guard
               house?!

               Inside the grounds of the over grown zoo. The two super teens
               could see the place was actually quiet small and cramped.
               Narrow stone walkways lead around dozens of small tall
               cylinder cages that had stood empty and rusting in the rain
               sleet and snow for ages. 

               "You know I never realized how funny men look when they cum.
               Those faces they make?!" Flag Girl giggled and then threw her
               head back and let out a donkey bray of laughter.

               Gasm Girl smiled and nodded. "I do admit the mind wipe is
               useful. Especially after getting them to do what you want."

               "Yeah, that would be great on dates where you just want the
               meal and the movie but not the gross guy who comes with it."

               It was Gasm Girl's turn to toss back her head and laugh at
               that one. "Never tired that one before."

               "OH! We should double date after this mission is over! I know
               just the rich boys too! Real bores with disgustingly tiny
               penises but they got lots of money and nice cars too!" Flag
               Girl squealed with delight at the thought. "It will be so
               wonderful to go somewhere nice and not have to put out all
               the time!"

               The pair stopped at the small squat gateway which connected
               the small zoo grounds from the large mansion of it's one time
               owner. The building was rich in details in wood and stone and
               iron works. It was three stories in height and crafted in the
               Gothic mode of architecture. It had obviously been abandoned
               sometime after the zoo had but some effort had been made to
               keep it in repair so its elegancies though musty was not in
               ruin.

               "I bet she's in there," Gasm Girl nodded at the building. "If
               she were in the zoo grounds the cages would have been full of
               her creatures."

               "Hmmm," Flag Girl tugged at her earlobe. "You certainly have
               a point. But that means the guards would have to be working
               for her instead of the trust that keeps this place up."

               "I would imagine they would have to be working for her
               regardless. If she is even here that is?" Gasm Girl watched
               Flag Girl slip into a small unexpected orgasm and pretended
               not to notice as the young teen grabbed the masonry to keep
               from collapsing as her knees buckled slightly.

               There was only so much 'suppressions' of her orgasm powers
               that Gasm Girl could do for those around her. She quietly
               waited for the blush to pass off the drooling girl's flushed
               face and then continued. "It would be impossible for anyone
               to make use of the grounds or the house and the guards not
               noticing something."

               "Hmmmm," Flag Girl turned a still red face toward the girl in
               the hooded robe. Flag Girl was smiling an overbite humming
               smile with a long single strand of drool lingering off the
               center of her chin. Her eyes were rolled back in her head and
               she had her knees clasped trembling together. Even though it
               had been a small orgasm on Gasm Girl's scale it was one of
               several already that day for the blonde teen super heroine
               and it seemed to be having some muddled lingering culminated
               effects.

               Gasm Girl knew what was on Flag Girl's mind and what she was
               going to be suggesting next and the teen sighed and crossed
               her arms under her enormous milk melons; she had no desire to
               spend her rare day in the city rutting around in the bushes
               with a horny air headed teen girl. She got plenty of that
               back on the farm!

               Flag Girl reached out a shaking hand and grasped one of the
               firm projecting round tits of Gasm Girl. "I hear that your
               milk is extra-powerful." Her young gloved fingers sunk into
               the firm yet yielding warm watery flesh. "That your milk is
               ten times more powerful than regular super heroine milk. And
               that all the naughty boys want to drink your udders dry."

               Gasm Girl looked at the face of Flag Girl. It was wide eyed
               and snarling with lusts. She sighed and slapped the girl's
               wrist away from her boob which twitched and yo-yo-ed in
               shuddering response. "Behave yourself Flag Girl you are
               acting like that slut Azure Angel! If you must grab something
               to get a hold of yourself, then grab your own double DD's,
               and leave my double JJ cups a lone!"

               Flag Girl shook her head and put a glove palm up to her
               forehead and then wiped her chin with the back of her gloved
               wrist. "Sorry Gasm Girl almost lost it there for a second."

               "It's quiet all right but now; do you think we can perhaps
               get on with the business at hand or do you need to use your
               hand and go into the bushes and take the edge off by rubbing
               a quick one out while I wait?"

               "No, no, I will be all right. Just lost my focus for a second
               there. Now I am good. Unless, er, well unless you wanted to
               join me in the bushes for just a second there." Flag Girl
               gave a meek smile and pressed her index fingers together
               rapidly. Gasm Girl's stoney face was answer enough. "Okay.
               Right. So what's are next move? Search the mansion?"

               "I don't think that will be necessary. For while you have
               been distracting our selves from the mission we seem to have
               been surrounded." Gasm Girl looked away from Flag Girl and
               let her level gaze crawl across the ring of Dragon Queen's
               ninjas who had surrounded them. The black clad goons also
               included Dragon Queen's latest twist cyborg-ninja's who's
               metal parts gleamed under the afternoon sky.

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               "Well, on the bright side we now know that Dragon Queen is
               indeed using the abandoned zoo as a base of operations." Flag
               Girl gave a little nervous laugh and moaned as another orgasm
               ripped through her body. "AHHHHHHHHH. WOW! Can't you do
               something Gasm Girl?! Use your orgasm power and knock their
               socks off or something?!"

               "Sorry Flag Girl. They have blindfolded me and put boxing
               gloves on my hands. Without my sight or ability to touch them
               with my hands; I am powerless!"

               Gasm Girl was fastened to a metal harness of wielded bars and
               straps. Spread eagle in an upright position she was indeed
               blindfolded and her hands were in boxing gloves. "I still
               have my tingler power. So, any orgasms in my immediate area
               of effect will be expotentually increased in their potency
               and power of effect."

               "AAAAAAAAAAAA! Y-eah! Sort of already knew that one G. G.
               OHHHHHHH." Flag Girl was in a similar harness of metal and
               straps spread limbs forced in a bent over at the waist
               straddle legged position. A large vibrating dildo was
               hammering away at her young teen snatch. "AHHHHHHHH! OH GWAD!
               N-non-not really sure how that helps us though?!"

               "Ah, not so tough without your precious power belt, eh Gag
               Girl?" Dragon Queen cooed as she ran a nailed finger under
               the young teens chin.

               "You despicable creature let us go!"

               "Or what? You will remain there orgasming until your brains
               fry? Hahaha! You little blonde twit! I will have a use for
               you latter. But for now... oh my. They really are huge aren't
               they darling? My what big jugs you have my little girl."

               "Get your mits off my tits!" Gasm Girl hissed.

               "I picked up a small sample of your milk off the black market
               some time back. It was... very impressive. I can't wait to
               see what I can do with just gallons of the stuff!" Dragon
               Queen squealed with laughter as she hefted the large jugs of
               Gasm Girl and shook them.

               "What are you planing on doing with us, Dragon Queen? Raping
               us with your mutiod beasties?!" Flag Girl growled.

               "Stop giving her ideas!" Gasm Girl shouted as Dragon Queen
               finished taking a quick pull of milk into her mouth from one
               of the teens quivering nipples.

               "What would be the point of having my creatures or ninja's
               mount you here and now? That strange field around Gasm Girl
               renders all pregnancies impossible. But I can still milk Gasm
               Girl and you little Flag Girl can be moved to another area
               outside of Gasm Girl's effect and turned into a good brood
               mother. Your offspring will be no doubt stupid and clumsy but
               useful as canon fodder none the less."

               "HEY! That's just mean!" Flag Girl shouted.

               "But first you will have to excuse me. You have caught me at
               a busy time. I was right in the middle of something...
               important. But have no fear I will return to deal with you as
               soon as I can." Dragon Queen turned to one of the cyborg
               ninja's and hissed in a low voice, "get the portable milker
               out of the truck and see its ready for use."

               Then she and all her minions left the make-shift lab room.

               "Did they leave?" Gasm Girl asked blindly into the darkness
               of her blindfold.

               "AHHHHHH, ye-ahhhhhhh. Were alone in some kind of converted
               room. Must be the house. Nice decor. Filled with lab stuff
               now." Flag Girl whimpered  between orgasms.

               "From the sound of it they got you strapped up to some kind
               of rape machine?"

               "Ahhhh. Yeah and you're enhanced fuck field is not really
               helping me stay -OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH- huh-huh... sane."

               "Sorry. I am not looking forward to having my milk jugs
               drained either. There must be someway out of this!"

               "Do-do-n't worry. I have a plan!"

               "Wait. Is this one of your plans where we build a time
               machine in the future and our future selves come back and
               rescue us?"

               "Ah-ah- well, yeah."

               "Geesh. Okay. I think I have an idea."

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               Gasm Girl and Flag Girl stood in one of the mansions hallways
               whispering as they tread silently along trying the various
               doorknobs and peaking inside the rooms.

               "So, your plan was to wait for the cyborg-ninja to come back
               with the milking machine and then beg him to fuck you
               silly?!"

               "Well, yeah. I need my hands or eyes to use my orgasm power
               but let's face it my pussy is just freaking awesome. I knew
               once I had him in there he would just be putty in my, er,
               hands."

               "Seriously, I can not believe he just released us and then
               you blasted him with an orgasm that knocked him out for a
               week!" 

               "If you like I can put you back in that dildo rape machine
               and you can wait for our future time traveling selves to show
               up and rescue you."

               "Why does everyone harsh on my time travel escape plans?"

               "Do you know how to build a time travel machine?"

               "Well, no. But my future self would be the one who would need
               to know how to do that. I just wait for her to show up.
               That's that genius in it! And no one gets that."

               "Sigh. Okay, let's just concentrate on finding Dragon Queen
               before she finds us."

               "This place is a lot bigger than it looked from the outside."

               "It does not help that most of these rooms are obviously not
               being used. At least we won't have to worry about any
               security camera's my tingler field will null those out."

               "I am afraid after all those 'enhanced' orgasms that my power
               belt is little more than a kick ass accessory for a while. I
               am for intensive purposes... powerless."

               "I too am rather weak. You, er, were rather... needy in your
               orgasms and drained me a bit more than one would have
               expected. I will recharge slowly but it may be best if we
               stay on the side of caution rather than blundering
               aggression."

               "Hey, what's this?" Flag Girl was leaning into a door she had
               jut opened. Her mini-skirt flipped up over her round full
               buttocks and her naked still red and swollen snatch dribbling
               cum down her thighs.

               Gasm Girl looked into the room over the bent over girl's
               shoulder. "Hello. This looks interesting."

               "Yeah, it's new stuff not all old like everything else."

               Both women entered the room and Gasm Girl pulled the hallway
               door silently shut behind them. 

               The room was filled with computer monitors all powered on and
               shimmering in the dark room. The computers were set up along
               side their towers and key boards upon just about every desk,
               chair, table, foot locker in the room. A haphazard array of
               connected artificial brain power crunching away.

               "I don't believe it?!" Flag Girl straightened up from one
               screen and then bent over it again in excitement.

               "What is it?" Gasm Girl asked bewildered by the young girl's
               excitement.

               "Nothing less than the holy grail! I hadn't thought it even
               real! But here it is!"

               "What?! What is it?!"

               "The secret school girl penis guide."

               "What?!"

               "No, serious. About ten years ago a bunch of college girls
               got together and they started this on line source guide.
               Where every girl could up load all the information they had
               about a guy and his penis. The size, the shape, the time it
               took him to pop his cork, the time it took him to get hard
               again. Everything. And then smart phones came out and they
               started adding pictures and videos. It is the ultimate guide
               for any girl who wants to know everything there is to know
               about any guy and his sexual ability or lack there of; they
               got hundreds of thousands if not millions of guys in there!"

               "What the hell?! But, well, why?!"

               "Why? Wouldn't you like to be able to just whip out your
               phone and take a pic of a guy's face or type in his name and
               see his penis in action? See his entire sexual history? See
               if he's man enough to be worthy of your time? See dozens of
               girl's reviews of him in bed?"

               "No."

               "Well, about twenty million hits a day do. The whole site is
               super secret. The government keeps shutting it down so it
               keeps moving around the net."

               "Why would the government want to shut it down. Other than it
               being really gross?"

               "If you were a guy would you want every girl you meet to be
               able to know your entire sex history in an instant upon
               meeting you and see pics of your dick and read reviews of
               your performance or more often the case, utter lack there of,
               in bed?"

               "I really don't think I would care."

               "Well, the governments of the world care. They have been
               chasing this thing down for years."

               "I don't see why-"

               "Well, maybe because..." Flag Girl clicked a few mouse clicks
               and hit a couple of keys. "People like presidents and
               congressmen don't want their wives or the general public to
               know they have been beefing a bunch of teenage school girls."

               Flag Girl and Gasm Girl looked at each other. "Oh my."

               "You would think with such tiny peckers they would just keep
               it in their pants out of shame. But looks like they are
               keeping quiet busy."

               "I never knew there were so many teenies being bopped by old
               men?! UGH! Disgusting!"

               "So what does Dragon Queen want with this? Why does she have
               this setup going to monitor the site like this?"

               "Blackmail." Gasm Girl was looking at another computer
               monitor screen. "She's got the thing scanning for all info on
               about a hundred men. All in key positions in government and
               all married."

               "Holy moly. It's NSA of infidelity. So, she's using the
               secret school girl's guide of penises to blackmail powerful
               men for money?'

               "Hmmm, no it looks more like she is using it so she can
               smuggle her little creatures across boarders. I am willing to
               bet there is much more money in selling her mutiods as bio
               weapons than in blackmailing some politicians.

               "That's just so wrong. So very, very wrong. To weaponize
               something meant to help so many women. Sad."

               "Ah, yeah. Look we need to- what are you doing?"

               "Oh, just want to look up some boys I know."

               "Flag Girl we really don't have time for this."

               "HA! Eddie McAlester! I knew you were stuffing your pants
               with socks! Not even a seven incher! Hee-hee. Oh, glad I
               didn't waste my time on little pencil dick Ted Tanner, too."

               "Seriously, Flag Girl this is big. Not just rape-tiods in
               cages. She is working on an international scale here. We need
               to-"

               "HA! Mat only has a four incher?! Oh, I am so glad you turned
               me down you pathetic pinkie dick loser!"

               "We need to contact INTERPOL. This is international smuggling
               of biological weapons. This is-"

               "Har! Won't be losing any more sleep over Jim Barnes either!
               Snub my birthday party will you! Five inch loser! Ha-ha-ha!
               Man, this site is GREAT!"

               "Shhhhush. Keep it down."

               "WOW! There is some kid in my homeroom class that has a
               fifteen inch, pop can thick, donkey dick?! Shit!"

               "Flag Girl, sush! You're getting too loud. We need to sneak
               out of here or use one of these machines to - what are you
               doing?!"

               "Just adding this horse dick guy to my 'friends list.' I
               wonder if I can 'friend' him on Facebook?"

               "No, no, there is no time for that! We need to contact the
               proper authorities!"

               "Just a second I am sending him a pic of me in my new micro
               bikini."

               "What?! You don't even know the guy and you are sending him
               pictures of yourself in a skimpy swim suit?! Are you nuts?!"

               "It's just Facebook. Gesh! Not like I am sending him that
               embarrassing video of me flashing my tits and banging myself
               with a cucumber in the grocery store that I made on a dare
               for- oops!"

               "What?! What just happened?!"

               "I, ah, just accidently sent him the video. Oh man. Him and
               all four hundred and fifty people on my 'friends list'."

               "Enough of your madness. We must use these machines to
               contact the police or we must leave and contact them
               ourselves we can't remain here or we are going to get-"

               "Ah, there you two are." Dragon Queen pushed open the door
               and shot a tranquilizer dart into Gasm Girl's naked tit. Flag
               Girl watched Gasm Girl crumble and drop to the floor while
               blinking at her and then at Dragon Queen as the willowy Asian
               stepped aside letting a dozen cyborg-ninja's explode into the
               room. "I was worried you had left and after I had taken the
               time to set up your bridal chamber-cum-birthing room and Gasm
               Girl's milking stall."

               Flag Girl gave a weak smile, "seriously not my day. Ah, you
               wouldn't know how to un-send a post would you? I know we are
               all kind of busy here and all but it is rather important...
               no? Sigh. Yeah, and I bet he is going to blame me for his dry
               cleaning being late too." 

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