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Chapter 8 by WilltheBoatmaster WilltheBoatmaster

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Blueberry Blues: Desire's Friend

Two hours later, the three arrived in front of another building. This one was odd, it looked like a bunker rather than any home. It was covered with foliage in an effort to disguise itself from passersby. It was doing a good job, if they weren't going out of their way to look for it, they would have mistaken the place for a boulder, or a hillside, if Desire didn't point it out to Peggy.

"Park it somewhere safe dear." Desire said. "The road's too bumpy for the car."

"Safe? Auntie, does anywhere here look safe? We're in the freaking boonies of North Carolina." Peggy replied.

"Just park it under a tree." Her aunt assured. The busty woman forgo wearing a shawl and walked towards the distant home. Her nieces followed the woman, eventually catching up to her after barely ten minutes of walking. Desire looked out of breath, her tits pointed towards the ground.

"Charlie let me wrap an arm around you." The silent girl felt her aunt's titty slapped her side. "I should've brought the walker. Holy great god of this earth, I hate these things. One...two...three..."

The trio once again began to walk towards the bunker. They circled around the complex, Desire complaining all the time, until the older woman stopped them. She raised an arm, knocked three times on the side, and waited. A slot opened revealing a pair of eyes glaring at the group.

"Who goes...Desire?"

"Dez-I-ray. Not Des-ire." The aunt said. "Hello Miranda. Girls meet Miranda Kincaid."

"Charmed. Give me a moment." The door slot closed, leaving the girls alone. They waited before the metal side opened allowing the girls into the complex. Their host, Miranda Kincaid, was a tall woman. Gaunt and looking like a skeleton wearing skin. Her clothes hung off of her like ragged burial cloths; a kitty with an ice-scream ironically covered the front of her shirt.

What was odder though was the hallway being covered with pink and bright yellow paint. Posters of derpy looking kitties and puppies. There was even a fuzzy hot pink rug.

"My mom **** me to take my sister in." She explained. None of the girls said anything. "She can't take care of herself anymore and I'm the only one with enough room for her."

"Oh I'm so sorry, was she crippled?" Desire said. Unlike her meeting with Melissa, there was actual care in her voice.

"You can say that; anyways her room's coming up. Don't go into it." The girls nodded, not really caring about meeting Miranda's sibling. Miranda pointed to her siblings door while they passed it, The door seemed oddly huge, wider than it should've been. It was probably fourteen feet tall and adorned with stickers. Charlie's nose wrinkled at a familiar smell.

Blueberry.

She turned to the room and thought about what lay inside of it. She then thought better of looking inside of it and headed back to her family. The crew arrived into a massive room where multiple monitors covered the wall. Wires, servers, and other assorted gizmos covered the wall.

"Now then, what seems to be the problem?"

"I need you to find a.." Desire rattled off the information quickly. "And our group has a four hour lead on you."

"Easy peasy; this will cost you one free favor though. You have seven left." Miranda raced to a wheeled chair and swung herself to a computer.

"So who is she, auntie?" Peggy asked.

"Miranda Kincaid, former NSA agent and current freelance surveillance expert. Technically an illegal practice but she hasn't done anything bad." Desire puckered her lips. "That I know of...you may know her sister Leana Kincaid. She's a famous streamer."

"Nope, I'm not into those vapid biiii....beauties online; you know I'm all into guys and gals who have actual talent, aunty!" Peggy made sure that their current helper to find Barbara didn't overhear her sister being trashed. "Right Charlie?"

"I like her." Charlie mumbled. Peggy looked shocked at her sister's reply. "I like video-games, we never get to play them because we train every day."

"There's no talent in playing a video game. You can't even make money doing it."

"Yes you can, they have sports team now."

"Sports? For video games? Are you messing with me? I know Barbara messes with me but I didn't expect it from you."

"No you see..."

"And done." Miranda's voice interrupted their conversation. Desire led the girls over to Miranda's monitors. "I got aircraft tracking, I got surveillance, and I got movement from state cameras; you wanna see?"

"Put it on."

Miranda saluted and played the videos. Once again they saw Barbara's form, this time clearer, making the other three women blush madly. This stream was different from the last one. It showed the helicopters lifting her huge body swaying a bit, even her kidnappers with all their resources were having difficulties transporting the blueberry clown.

"Wow, never thought I'd see tits bigger than my si-than Desire." Miranda said. Peggy and Charlie looked at Miranda who looked surprised, but not shocked at Barbara's body. The girls focused back on monitors, this time though it showed a bird’s eye view of four dots and a huge middle dot flying through the air. Then next it showed a truck racing down the road with a huge tarp covered shipment on a trailer. All three scenes repeated again, again with more new angles popping up with each repeat.

"Do you have a license plate for the truck?" Desire asked.

"Yep, said it's from Vermont."

"Vermont! What the hell is a truck from Vermont taking my sister away" Peggy asked. "And why didn't they just fly to Vermont?"

"Peggy, look at Barbara. You'd think she wouldn't be noticed eventually? Using a truck they can easily transport her across the nation." Desire bit her knuckle. "So its possible we can still catch up to Barbara. Miranda, can you track them for me?"

"It'll cost…"

"It’ll cost another favor, I have six free ones left. Please, this is my niece."

Miranda, the gaunt looking woman, gave a look so sympathetic it was a bit creepy to witness on her skeletal features. With a sigh, she began to type before she told them what was going on.

"You won't catch up to them right now. Even with my help and even if you had started driving at this moment. However, you should know that they’re taking the backroads towards Vermont. I guess it's because of how huge your niece is, they can't take her near any city or town."

"It's been a logistical nightmare to bring Barbara anywhere now." Charlie commented "So that makes sense."

"I'm sending you a list of stations you can ambush them at. You may not be able to reach the first three at the top but you could possibly reach the stations below it. I'll act as your guide while you move along."

Desire smiled, ran up to Miranda, and almost suffocated her with her tits. "Thank you! I knew it was a good idea to save you from those freaks down in Mexico!"

"Don't mention it." Miranda snarked.

"Come on girls, time's wasting. Your sister needs us." The skeletal woman gazed at their backs watching them leave. Her mind wandered to her own family member wondering what she would do if she was in trouble. Thankfully Leana was safe within the complex unaware of what had transpired.

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