Chapter 6

Velma was dumbfounded, she was approached by Spooky Island to investigate a strange mystery on the island and was under the assumption that she was the only member of the former mystery inc that was on the case. Then she saw her. The purple-clad she-devil, the absolute tease. The amount of time and effort that Velma had put into her relationship with Daphne, doing anything she could to get in top her panties. She came close a few times but the red-head just would not give up the goods. For years Velma would be the shoulder for Daphne to cry on every time she caught Fred fucking another groupie but Velma ended up with nothing in return. Not that she was ever short of booty calls herself, Velma had mastered the art of masking her true intentions. She did her best to come off as shy, diminutive and quiet, really living up to the nerdy girl next door box everyone always put her into. Under that facade though Velma thrived. Almost any girl that Velma sets her sights on she would have that girl between her thighs within a week at most, all except for Daphne of course. Her “white whale”.

Velma had spent the last few years working on hydro-powered missiles for NASA, genuinely able to flex her brain beyond figuring out which corrupt land-owner was wearing a goofy costume. She was honestly considering passing up the opportunity but when the messenger sent to offer her the job had promised that she was the only one approached, her ego couldn’t let her not take it. So here she was in the airport watching Daphne strut away in a huff, a poor airport attendant trailing behind carrying her ridiculous amount of luggage. Velma had to admit to herself that the so-called training that the uptight tease had went through only made her look better. She stared at the red-heads ass in her tight purple dress strut down the corridor, parting the crowd in the busy terminal like the Red Sea. She imagined her face buried deep in that ass before she was brought back to reality by another familiar face, or in this case three.

The Hex Girls. Dusk, Theon and Luna approached the bespectacled brunette as a trio. “Velma! No way… Long time no see.” Thorn said in her husky voice as she moved in for a hug wrapping her arms round Velma’s shoulders. “What are the chances.” Velma replied as she quickly repeated the hug with the other 2 musicians. Pleasantries over, the foursome disengaged from the hugs and Velma took in each of the goth bombshells before them. “So… you’re all heading to Spooky island too huh? Business or pleasure?” Velma asked. “A bit of both actually. No performance but all expenses paid trip to make a few posts.” Luna said smiling. “What about you?” Dusk piped up. “Business, apparently the owner has a mystery on their hands.” Velma replied as she moved in towards the trio. She did her best to wrap her arms around the three girls while turning them around to move on. “Enough about that though, let’s go have some fun.” Velma said cockily as her hands dropped down, gripping the asses of Thorn and Dusk as they pressed on. It turns out her flight was gonna be real fun.

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The island was admittedly a sight to behold, beautiful lush beaches and greenery meshed with a tacky tiki themed park built on top. The trip had been long. Too long. Something that Velma was relatively unprepared for and she had a feeling that she wasn’t the only one. She looked around at the stream of young women disembarking and excitedly rushing to start their vacation and figured that at least the trip hadn’t dampened everyone’s mood. Not that Velma could complain too bad, she spent most of the flight sitting next to Thorn and enjoyed teasing her ex-booty call. She had spent time in the plane toilet with each hex girl and enjoyed each of their tongues. She walked up the pier, being carried by the flow of vacationers but she was stopped at the end by a particularly goofy statue. Velma didn’t get the chance to appreciate the tackiness before it came to life. “Welcome to Spooky Island, make sure to visit our electric **** ride!… Velma!” The statue stopped itself and from behind the statue a stacked brunette MILF almost fell out of the back. “Oh… Velma! I’m so glad you’re here, you have no idea how hard it’s been!” The milf continued on trying to act like she hadn’t almost made a fool of herself. “And Daphne… Thank god you both could come!” She interrupted herself again to welcome the other former Mystery Inc member. “You must be Emilia Mondavarious, nice to meet you. Can you tell me what’s been going on.” Velma said flatly, getting straight to business before Daphne had a chance to derail the conversation with her whining like she usually does.

“Follow me.” Emilia said as she gestured for the two detectives to follow her, she took the two women further onto the beach and directed their attention to the neat and orderly line of women waiting to embark on their journey home. “Do you notice anything?” Emilia asked as she once again gestured for the girls to take a good look. Both Velma and Daphne took a minute to inspect the line of women, nothing immediately stood out to them. The women were straight faced and stoic, not one moved a muscle. “They look polite?” Daphne asked. “Exactly!” Emilia responded in kind. “They arrived here like everyone else, rambunctious , excited, normal. But now they’re like zombies… Something on this island is changing them and I need you two to find out what that is.” Emilia explained as the trio continued to watch on. From the newly arrived crowd a tall, athletic girl in a red crop top and jean shorts ran towards a girl in the line to leave. “Carol! It’s me… Brandy!” The athletic girl said as she approached a much smaller brunette in the line. Her hair was in pigtails and she was dressed in a white shirt. She immediately picked up the athletic girl and threw her through the air towards Velma, Daphne and Emilia. “Back up off my tits hun!” She growled, deeper than what either of the mystery solving duo would have expected from the tiny girl. Without any further ado the girl picked up her carry-on luggage along with the rest of the line of women and they proceeded to walk onto the pier and towards the boat. “See… It’s like a magic spell.” Emilia frowned as the 2 mystery solvers turned back to the island owner. “I’m terrified, the young woman that come to this island, the guests that I love are in danger.” Emilia pleaded with the 2 girls. Internally she was rather pleased with her acting chops here. “You don’t need to worry Ms Mondavarious, I’m gonna solve this mystery first.” Daphne triumphantly announced, flicking her har as she strutted off. Velma was left speechless and had **** but to storm off in her own huff, making sure to depart in a different direction from her old teammate.

Emilia was left standing by herself on the beach when she spotted her other prize heading towards the beach. The Hex girls. She would have her assistant gather them up quickly for a face to face meeting in her office. They would be taken within the hour. Emilia or Scrappy felt his cock twitch at the thought of being balls deep in the rock stars, he had time to have fun with them before tonight’s raid.

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