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Chapter 10 by MoteDog MoteDog

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A Heroine, Tiny, Toony, and Pink

"Say what!?!" Alex cried, hearing what she didn't want to hear just as she got her hearing back. Understanding that a scream could not guarantee a change in toons, she rediscovered her heroininity: She would do her best to save at least one of her friends' humanity!

Holding onto one of the vat's riveted metal rings, she rapidly thumbed her big, lucky(?) rabbit's feet against the vat's sides to build up her momentum. When ready, she launched her little, pink and white furry bod against big, muscular-looking gelatin man! Logically, there was no way she could take him down. But toons had their own logic that could defy the laws of physics. So a short "Supergirl" cape appeared on her as she extended her tiny toon fists out in front of herself!

The cape promptly disappeared when she bounced off him.

Tumbling backward, her less than three-foot body (her long ears included) grabbed onto his two-foot long cock-shaped projection. And ("I can't believe I'm actually doing this!") squeezed her arms and legs against it with all her bunny might.

"YeeOw!! No-oh, ow! Stop that! You have no idea what it's like to stop a man in the middle of his cumming!!" Francis tried desperately to pull the little bunny from around his gelatin cock. "You're giving me blue balls!"

"You don't have any balls, loser!" and Alex sank her buckteeth into his "cockhead". She tried not to think why her Babs Bunny top and skirt had disappeared leaving her "nude" in her pink fur.

Screaming in even greater pain, Francis splashed-sploshed about in the vat of white ink desperately trying to shake as well as push her off, as Alex desperately held on to the clear-and-white cock swinging this way and that, up and down, and in ways she did not anticipate. Ink got on her, but worse (to her) it got on the thick shaft she was holding onto, making staying on the cock ever more unlikely. She even had to take her mouth from it because while the white stuff may reminder her of semen, it didn't taste like semen!

Francis, at last, took one last careless step and slipped: They both disappeared under the pool of ink in one great splash and wave!

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