Chapter 5

Hey guys, this chapter is mostly set up for events to come. I’ve tried my best to kind of adapt the movie but changing things around. Thanks for all the support and watchers! If you guys have any ideas you’d like to see for alternate chapters or scenarios/celebrities for the glimpses of the future just comment below or dm me!

Daphne had spent the last few years honing her body to be a living weapon, training under the finest martial arts masters and warrior monks. She was now a **** to be reckoned with, she would no longer be the damsel in distress but would instead be the femme fatale. She would be the hero.

Her journey to this Monet had been a long one, she spent so long being the “bait”. Her ex-friends spent almost all of their time degrading her and putting her down. She couldn’t count the amount of times Velma had called her a dumb bimbo, mostly under her breath or behind her back but also in heated moments directly to her face. Her ex and leader of their former group Fred was an absolute piece of shit, sleeping around behind her back. Anytime they encountered a hottie that needed a mystery to solve it would only be a matter of time before Fred had the bitch on her knees. Their relationship ended before the group did, a sign of things to come. The group had travelled to Scotland to help her cousin Shannon solve the mystery with the mythical Loch Ness monster that was plaguing the Highland Games. The mystery as usual was nothing real, the Loch Ness Monster was a disguised submarine. Their trip and Daphne and Fred's relationship came to an end when Daphne walked in on Fred being pegged by her very own cousin. She still struggled with what she witnessed, her hunky boyfriend on all fours and biting a pillow as her hot little cousins plowed into him from behind shamelessly. The couple agreed to keep the nature of the affair quiet for the sake of the group, that agreement lasted until their very last mystery together.

Her relationship with Velma was just as complicated, the bespectacled girl took almost every opportunity to insult Daphne and her intelligence yet couldn’t take her short sighted eyes off of her. Daphne wasn’t blind after all and Velma wasn’t subtle. A lingering look here, an inappropriate touch there, it all added up. Velma had never admitted it but everyone in the gang knew that she was gay, even Scooby. Daphne didn’t have a problem with that, in fact far from it. She hid it well but Daphne had to admit Velma was capital-H hot, Daphne herself was bi and would have been “DTF” if Velma didn’t come off as such a stuck-up bitch all the time. There was a time pretty early on in their mystery solving career where the 2 girls had all but got together. They had been investigating a haunted strip club and the boys had all “gone missing” when they were supposed to be interviewing the workers at the club. It was up to Daphne and Velma to save the day. They had spent the day themselves talking to scantily clad strippers themselves and while she couldn’t speak for Velma, Daphne was soaking wet by the time they were done. Daphne had actually been the one to come on to Velma pushing her against the wall and forcefully kissing her. Velma being the hopeless gay that she was pretty much immediately gave in and melted into the kiss. Daphne spent the whole kiss grinding her needy cunt against Velma’s knee working her way towards an orgasm when Scooby unexpectedly crashed through the fire exit running away from a “ronster”. The girls immediately dislodged themselves from the embrace and Daphne couldn’t help but notice the pussy juice that she had left on Velma’s high orange socks. In retrospect that’s probably why Velma wanted back in her panties.

Daphne didn’t hate everyone from the gang though, Shaggy and Scooby were relatively harmless. They spent most of the time stoned and looking for munchies, **** weren’t really her thing but Daphne had to admit that she did have space in her heart for those goofballs. Especially Scooby, he was as pure as you could come across. In fact Scooby was so pure that she had no idea how he and Scrappy could be related. The little rat, even Scooby, could barely stand him.The best decision they ever made was kicking that little aggro piece of shit to the side of the road. She remembered that last day together, on a long stretch of open road the gang listening to music and getting a second hand high from Shaggy and Scooby hotboxing the van. Scrappy being extra, touting puppy power as he shadowboxed on the dash of the mystery machine. Finishing his routine by turning around and flexing his little puppy prick in her face. “PU-PU-PU-Puppy Power!” He sang as he let loose a stream of golden piss directly at her face and chest. It took a second for Daphne to actually recognise what was happening and it took the stream of piss entering her slightly ajar mouth for her brain to catch up. “He’s peeing on me!” Daphne complained as she tasted the acrid piss in her mouth. And that was the end of that, they kicked him out and left. Scooby was upset for a while but then he and Shaggy got more high and ate more Scooby Snacks. The gang did their best to forget the little bastard ever since.

The final adventure the gang went on was not much different from the rest, they were called by the model superstar Kate Upton to stop the Luna Ghost. The spectre had been terrorising a toy factory that was manufacturing merchandise based on Kate, her own version of a Barbie doll. This was the case that needed the gang, “the straw that broke the camel's back.” As usual Fred had planned to use Daphne as bait, which again as usual led to Daphne being captured by the Luna Ghost. While the rest of the gang prepared their elaborate trap to capture the ghost and rescue her, Daphne spent the time tied up and gagged. The ghost spent most of the time groping Daphne any time he could, he would grope and manhandle her tits through her classic purple dress. When he wasn’t doing that he was forcibly lifting up Daphne’s skirt and doing best best to rub her pussy through her purple panties. All until the plan was set in motion, just as ridiculous as the last. Fred was waiting with a hose to blast the ghost, Velma was stationed with Kate to drop a net on the ghost and Shaggy and Scooby were hiding in a barrel. The plan went awry as it always does, Velma was hosed down and caught in the net herself while the ghost chased after Shaggy and Scooby on a makeshift skateboard. It all ended in a pile up of dolls, Daphne face first right into Scooby’s ass, eye to eye with the dogs brown eye. Daphne was furious when she found out what the gang was up to during the plan. Fred was too busy checking himself out in a reflection and Velma had her hand firmly down the pants of Kate Upton instead of paying attention to the plan.

The gang had a massive blow-out and all went their separate ways. Arguing about who was quitting first. They all left, leaving Shaggy and Scoob standing on the street by themselves. Daphne did feel bad about that when she looked back but couldn’t go back on her world, she was a solo act now. She sought out the aforementioned masters of martial arts and learned from the best. Of course to help pay her way they would take turns to enjoy her company. She hated the fact that she would call herself a completely independent and strong woman, even though every other night she spent the night sucking the unwashed dick of her “sensei”. On one of those nights after a hard days training, Daphne was prone on her twin bed. Behind her was her old master, gray hair and wrinkles all over. He was ramming into her tight pussy as hard as he could, Daphne could feel the tickle of his cartoonishly long mustache on her shoulder blades. A monk entered and handed a small letter to her sensei, paying no mind to the sloppy slapping sounds of the old man connecting with her perfect ass. The old man slowed down and stopped to read the letter, keeping his cock buried in her cunt. “This is for you blonde” He said and handed the letter to Daphne, resuming his thrusting. Daphne read the letter inviting her to Spooky Island to help solve a mystery, trying to ignore the old man's cock re-arranging her insides.

2 days later

Daphne showed up to the airport in her pink and purple travelling outfit, her multitude of bags overflowing the trolley beside her. She argued with the clerk at the desk about her carry-ons when an ugly orange sweater caught her eye. No fucking way she thought as she lowered her sunglasses to look at the incoming traveller. Velma was making her way towards Daphne, she was dressed like she always was. An ugly orange sweater that completely smothers her cleavage, topped with a turtle neck. A pleated orange skirt and high socks. She approached Daphne with disdain on her face. “So you got an invite too huh?” She asked the rhetorical question as she checked out Daphne and her outfit. “Uh Uh, I’m gonna solve this mystery before you!” They spent the next while in the airport lobby making eyes at each other from across the room, both expecting the other members of mystery inc to show. They never did. However a few friendly faces did show up. Down the terminal they noticed the Hex Girls, the goth trio fully made up and approaching the gateway. Unfortunately there wasn’t any time to catch up as the plane started boarding, they would have to catch up on the plane.

The plane ride was ridiculous, it had to be the most rowdy group of travellers Daphne has ever had the pleasure of dealing with. She was unlucky enough to be seated next to some dumb college guy who spent the first 10 minutes of the flight staring at her tits. After she had turned down his advances for the 3rd time he finally got the message and left to go pester some other girl. She looked up from her magazine and saw her, a blonde bombshell walking down the aisle of the plane. She had a tight salmon top top with spaghetti straps that showed off her magnificent chest. On her bottom half was a pretty short denim skirt that matched her top. The blonde girl smiled at Daphne and introduced herself. “Is it ok if I sit here? My friend Bethanne is busy with a guy next to me?” She asked Daphne but had already sat down before Daphne could answer. “I’m pretty sure she’s jerking the guy off by now” She said matter of factly. Daphne was absolutely flabbergasted as she tried to carry on the conversation. “Uh yeah, sure please!” She said, unable to contain her smile. The 2 carried on for the rest of the flight, getting to know each other and Daphne was smitten. She had learned that the girl was named Mary Jane and she absolutely loved Scooby Snacks. It was Daphnes turn to stare as the girls top slowly came undone throughout the journey. Velma on the other hand spent the journey flirting with a girl herself. She sat next to Thorn, the lead singer of the hex girls and was doing her damned best to seem smart but cool to the stone cold fox.

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Meanwhile

Scrappy was in the training room observing the freshly possessed girls in front of him. They had been the final raid before the new arrivals and he was happy with how it all turned out. It was a good group overall, a mix of races and sizes. He turned his attention to the training video playing to the room of demons. It showed a group of girls hanging at a bar during the day, one petite blonde girl held a glass bottle in her hand as she strode across the room. From the other side of the frame a larger black girl also made her way across the room. The girls collided and the black girl turned to apologise to the small blonde girl. “Oh sorry about that G.” The black girl said in a ****, rehearsed tone. “How about I crush your bones into dust!” The blonde girl spoke in an inhuman deep voice, crushing the glass bottle as she speaks. In the background the girls in the bar gasp and stare at the scene. The screen freezes as a girl fades in front of the image, the actress Emma Myers addresses the viewers directly. “Remember that today’s young people have a language all of their own.” She says while nodding, her head the pushes out of the frame to the left as the scene repeats. Only this time after the black girl apologises the little blonde girl replies with a much more relaxed tone. “No worries dawg, don’t worry that fine black ass.” The blonde says in her normal high-pitched feminine tone. Emma Myers once again appears on screen. “Now remember that you should always be trying to acquire as many non-possessed targets as you can. Use these opportunities to sniff out your prey. Once all women are possessed you can enjoy your true passion.” She once again leaves the screen as the scene once again restarts. This time all of the women in the shot are either naked or cantily clad in underwear or bikinis. Their cocks and balls’ exposed to the world and camera either swinging in the air or presented in a neat bulge in the women’s crotches. In the background of the scene, where there was once a group of women fake dancing to a jukebox they are now separated into 2 pairs. One pair had a girl on her knees in front of the other, the standing girls hand running through the kneeling girls hair. Next to them a pair of what seemed to be brunette twins in an embrace. One twin was being held in the arms of the other, being held aloft by both hands and her legs wrapped around the others waist. As the scene begins the blonde girl is now wearing a 2 piece bikini and the black girl was wearing a tight miniskirt and no top, her tits swinging free. They bumped into each other again. “Looking good brother” The black girl said, the blonde turned around and looked the black girl up and down. “Mmmm, how about I bend over for you now brother?” The blonde responded, both demons speaking in their true voice and demonic language. The black girl proceeded to hike up her skirt and turn the blonde around, keeping her legs straight while she bent the blonde by the waist. The black girl pulled the bottom bikini to the side and slid her black cock up the very white ass of her demon brother.

The scene once again froze as Emma Myers came back on screen this time in a full body shot. She was wearing a “Mankini”. The fabric cupping the actress’s bulge with straps pulled over her small perky tits. She began to introduce the next scenario and Scrappy turned away, they were all variations on the same thing. Scrappy had his full focus on the real Emma, the actress was possessed a few weeks ago and had spent the majority of her time being Scrappy’s full time fleshlight. Right now the actress was currently on her knees holding Scrappy's long legs up high, her face buried in his milf host's ass cheeks. Doing her best to stick her tongue up the tight asshole as far as possible. “Hurry up whore, I need to get to the pier so I can greet some old friends.” His breath hitched slightly as he spoke. He lowered his hand to Emmas head and grinded her face into his cheeks even further. Emma responded in kind and increased the pace of her rimjob.

End of Chapter