One (un)fun trip through Scuttle Town

Shantae was in a mental wreck. One that caused her to barge into a local store with no regard to another’s general decency. Her hair, her purple, PURPLE hair, was a gross green! Not even that cute bright hot green or even the sexy dark hunk green. Those shades would be, at the very least, tolerable. Anything other than purple was wrong; red, white, yellow, brown, pink, blue… name a color, and if it wasn’t purple, it wouldn’t be her. It was one of the world’s many set constants. Circles are round, humans need oxygen, her hair is purple, and the sky is blue-

Sky!

Ooooohhh~ She can’t go see Sky like this…

Her hair is green! GREEN! Like- barf green just to make things even worse.

Shantae completely ignored the store clerk, who had quite literally jumped in surprise from her sudden appearance. The attractive woman’s slim frame lept upwards as she yelped; her modest bosom sprang out of her standard skullkini to flash her pink nipples before they bounced and rippled back in place. The woman’s naturally understood shock flipped right onto an angered annoyance as she stamped her foot (something that caused yet another ripple across her rack) and placed her hands on her jean-coated hips.

Continuing to ignore the woman, Shantae stared at her reflection in a mirror she had come across. Naturally, that turned out to be a mistake, since upon seeing herself through the mirror, she had **** but to perform the well-known Shantae Dance.

Gritting her teeth, Shantae glared at her green hair as her hips began to sway on their own accord. Her body appeared to move before her mind even grasped onto the fact that she had been glancing at her reflection. Turning around, she put more oomph into her swaying ass to really get her behind to jiggle in tune with her giant rack. Swaying, and thrusting her ass wasn’t enough, she had to take a firm hold of her revoltingly green ponytail and position it into her dark void of cleavage. Meaning-

*Snap*

*Flampf*

She unhooked her skullkini and tossed it aside, where the bra cup landed directly atop the storekeeper’s head. The swaying motion of her hips shifted up to her slim frame and now freely jiggling rack that was bouncing with wild ambition. Despite the change in color, her hair was still her hair, and she was an absolute expert in maneuvering it; one flick of her head and the hair flipped before her to land neatly between her tits where it collided with the flat of her inner chest.

Rolling her eyes, Shantae sighed as her entire body began to bounce in motion while continuing to sway. Her hips rocked her frame side to side as she spun before the mirror as if presenting her body to some invisible onlooker. Both hands sunk into the milk-filled sacs on her chest as she motorboated her hair with them; she bit her lip while shifting her head to cause her green hair to slide up and down as her tits continued to mash and massage her locks.

“Uh… ‘Scuse me,” The storekeeper said after carefully removing Shantae’s bra from her head. The show taking place in her store left her somewhat distracted. Regardless she didn’t intend to let a cute girl with green hair come into her store to perform a sexy topless dance. Now, of course, if she had purple hair, then maybe things would be different. The woman approached Shantae with crossed arms. “What kind er’ establishment do ya’h believe you’re in?”

“Oh~” Shantae breathed. She swished her head around, just now comprehending the woman who owned the building she had barged into. “Sorry! Ma’am! I-” She paused for a brief second; her dance shifted to an immediate halt that left the fat of her bubbly ass and tits to continue jiggling. “I am the slutty whore of Scuttle Town! Now shoo! Begone from my presence and suck on your tits like the cow you are!”

“Ohohohoho~” From her view above, Risky cackled to herself while toying with the remote in her hand. “I suppose now you can relish in your lack of control, my little cute rival~ Though, it seems you are now more of a pet than a nuisance… pity, here I believed you to be a threat to the mighty Risky Boots… hmmm,” musing to herself while staring deep into her own cleavage, Risky thought of something. “When one is given an order through Shantae’s mouth that I caused her to say, that order will be instantly obeyed.”

Back down to Shantae, she was hit with a wave of surprise from the way her mouth moved on its own accord; the surprise was so grand, she failed to even notice the faint voice of Risky in the back of her head. Instead, she instantly gasped and covered her mouth. With widened eyes, she stared at the woman in shock. The words she uttered sounded exactly like her, yet it wasn’t anything close to what she’d EVER mutter.

The woman, who appeared to initially be appalled by what she had heard, blinked suddenly and began to unclasp her own skullkini. She dropped the article of clothing onto the floor and instantly proceeded to lift up her tit and stuff it into her mouth to suck drink from her tip.

What!? What is that woman doing!? Why-

“I- am the whore that this town of slutty bitches deserves! Be glad I chose this store to display my whorish nature.” Her mouth defied her as she placed her hands on her hips to thrust out her chest as if she were remotely proud of what she had said, “Stupid slut, AWAY!!”

Like an absolute idiot, Shantae dashed out of the store, not even stopping to retrieve her Risky-themed bikini.

“Whattheheckwhattheheckwhattheheckwhattheheck!” She muttered like crazy as her body moved on its own, and straight-up drove her out and onto the busy street; still entirely topless, she didn’t go unnoticed.

“Ey- is that Shantae?” One woman asked.

“No way, that is~ She’s got green hair and- Oi wowzers! And no ounce of shame!”

“Oi putcha bikini on!” A woman grunted and gestured to her own skullkini.

“This town ain't a playground for ya’h perverted types!”

“Ommigosh!” Shantae’s face entered a full-on blush; she instinctively used her hair to serve s a makeshift strap bikini which she wrapped around her chest to at least cover her brown nipples. That left a tightly pressed canyon of upper cleavage and squishy underboob to be mashed against her chest, but it was better than nothing. “I’m sorrrryy!! I-” She squinted her eyes while splitting out apologies after apologies. “I don’t know why I- I am Shantae! Whore of Scuttle Town and the bitchiest of sexy sluts! Everyone, take your panties and raise them into the air!” Without a semblance of her own control, Shantae made a fist and thrusted it into the air while performing a cutesy pose; her strapped boobs jiggled pleasantly.

As if on cue, the disgruntled crowd’s murmurs died out, and they instantly began to fumble with their pants to retrieve their underwear. Drawers hit the ground, and a multitude of well-crafted legs were revealed to the air while panties were being removed. One by one, the women around her proceeded to thrust their panties into the air in poses that matched Shantae’s own.

Shantae tried to move or shift herself any which way, but her entire body wouldn’t budge. “No- nonono-” She muttered as she watched everyone around her raise their panties, “What are you guys doing!?? Don’t- Perfect! Now! Stuff your worn panties in ya’ mouths and don’t remove ‘em till the sun goes down, ya’hear!?” Blinking, she realized what she had just said and quickly said, “Wait! No! Don’t listen to me!”

The townsfolk completely ignored her plea as they all were distracted with the process of shoving their panties directly into their mouths.

“What is going on!?” Hands raising up to grip into her green hair, Shantae more than shouted to the sky.

“Ohh~ What's the matter, Shantae dear~? You don’t enjoy being at my mercy?” Risky mused from her comfortably safe position atop her throne. “You could have considered that before choosing to become a sexy little pain in my ass… now now… with this remote came an instruction manual on how to use it, correct? Correct.”

Suddenly a massive encyclopedia-sized book appeared right atop her lap. The sheer unexpected size of it caused Risky’s eyes to substantially bulge at the implication of how much she’d need to read.

“As if I’d read that,” Risky grunted to herself and threw the book to her side, where it thunked one of her passing tinkerbabes on the head, “This remote informs the person holding it of every function it possesses,” she said, and suddenly… well, nothing grand occurred, her mind wasn’t exactly throbbing from the surplus of knowledge that swept into her consciousness. No, she just understood how to use this thing.

Ohoho… poor Shantae… never should have made an enemy of the mighty Risky Boots…

Glancing down into her cleavage, she noticed something odd.

Shantae had somehow obtained another skullkini somewhere, though this one’s signature color differed from the red she originally had; it must’ve been one she had found somewhere else. But other than that, she appeared to be heading straight towards Risky’s castle.

“Coming to encounter me again? Oh, well maybe later, my little toy.”

The genie was probably acting on a hunch in going towards the villianess’s castle, but the hunch was 100% correct; good for her, at least.

Unfortunately for Shantae though, she’s in no position to stop what Risky has in store for her.

“Firstly let’s take a step back, I didn’t intend to freak you out so fast…” Risky mused, and hit a few buttons on her remote.

Back to Shantae, saying she was furious would be an understatement. Her body was out of control, the entire town was acting like a collection of (admittedly sexy) wackos, and the only lead she had was the one person who was constantly trying to get away with something villainous.

Risky Boots, Tyrant of the Tides.

Honestly she hadn’t expected Queen Risky to be behind this...for once. But those voices in her head, the warnings her consciousness had been trying to inform her of… naturally it all had to lead to the one person. And queen or not, Shantae had no problem kicking Risky to the pavement if it meant stopping yet another one of her devious plots of world domination.

Shantae clenched her fists as she stormed ahead, the everlooming castle didn’t scare her as she knew the person residing inside it was someone who she has never failed to defeat. She has beaten Risky over a hundred times, and she’ll beat her a hundred more. Especially since whatever source of power Risky was abusing this time, appeared to be based around magic. Unfortunately for the Queen, Shantae is half magic herself, essentially meaning Risky was taking quite the ‘risk’ in messing with her. Also, she was probably behind turning her hair green. That would not be forgotten nor forgiven.

“I don’t forget easily,” Shantae murmured under her breath as she eyed Risky's castle. “For your sake, I hope you aren’t behind this.” She said with puffed cheeks. Upon making the turn that led her towards the towering structure, she-

Instantly proceeded to walk backwards as everything she had done in the past five minutes reversed, like someone had pressed and held the rewind button on a remote. She reversed back into a nearby clothing store and proceeded to reach behind the counter to seemingly steal a few coins; the clerk was rightly surprised and just stood in shock upon watching a blank-faced Shantae commit a crime.

Though that crime appeared to be swiftly undone as she continued to reverse back to a clothing rack, where she then unclasped her skullkini and placed it back with the other bikinis, the reversing Shantae yelling out to the cashier, “!hguone evah dluohs I ,hsad dna raew ot deen I tub ,yrroS”.

After returning the used bikini with the unused ones, she wrapped her hair around her bare tits and continued backward out of the store with a blush returning to her face. She moved back to the street where a couple of onlookers, most of which had their panties shoved in their mouths, eyed her with looks of confusion as she walked backward at a rapid speed. Shantae appeared to clutch her head again and shout something in reverse to the sky; then, she looked to be in shock before she struck a pose and pushed her fist into the air. After which, she unwrapped her hair from around her jugs and ran backwards into another shop, inside was the shopkeeper from before, who was still sucking on her own tits.

Shantae continued to reenact everything in reverse; the bra top magically flying back onto her chest as she did the Shantae dance in reverse, and she returned to the alleyway, her hair reverted back to purple, then she reversed out until she was back outside Aunt Mimic’s place.

“Sorry I can’t stop and chat with you about it, Auntie Mimic, but I’m kind of on a time limit to help Sky with her birds! We can discuss it over dinner tonight, okay?” Shantae said. There was a brief moment of silence followed by a confused grunt and a faint explosion.

“Uhh- Erm…” Aunt Mimic popped her head out from behind a stack of random knick-knacks; her face was covered in a light sheen of dust. “Pardon me, dear?”

Shantae rolled her eyes and huffed a strand of her purple hair, “See you later Auntie!!” she waved her hands goodbye and turned to dash away as quickly as possible. She didn’t want to leave Sky waiting, at least not too long, she cheekily considered. If she allowed Aunt Mimic to continue her rambles, they’d be there till the sun sets.

“I… alright then, see you later? Again...” Aunt Mimic mumbled when Shantae was already out of earshot, “I suppose,”

Running through the streets, Shantae failed to notice how suddenly she began to move increasingly slowly, to the point her entire body was jogging in what would be considered complete slow motion. Her tits bounced around at such a sluggish speed, so that each slight ripple could be fully appreciated to any onlookers. Her bronze-skinned rack moved upwards increasingly slow, as if they literally defied gravity for a prolonged period of time that revealed her cute brown nipples for multiple seconds, before they; along with the rest of her jugs, gradually fell back down into her skullkini before her entire milk-filled rack jiggled pleasantly slow. Suddenly her entire body froze in place as her legs were spread wide, seeing as she had been stopped in the midst of her run. A magical **** lifted her upwards and proceeded to spin her upside down to reveal her phat ass that was stopped mid-bounce.

Shantae continued to be maneuvered around and altered in her frozen position, as if she weren’t a living being who had saved this town and the world multiple times; instead, she was treated more like a doll or action figure that was being inspected from all angles. Eventually, she was placed back onto the ground and resumed her jogging pace, though she stayed moving in slow motion for a few moments before eventually her regular speed was returned, and she kept on running without realizing what had happened.

Though, for some reason, she felt like she was taking longer than she should. She took a sharp turn and went down an alleyway that served as a common shortcut that led to Sky’s. As she ran through, her hair proceeded to change from purple to yellow to pink and then changed to white where it stayed.

“My, my~” Chuckled Risky, “That color looks quite nice, from the way the white contrasts your skin… Mmmmm, oh how I’d love to lick you from top to bottom…” She casually licked her lips. Toying with that runt was quite an entertaining pastime.

Yes~ treating her like more of an object than anything else certainly was a satisfying affair.

But this whole running back and forth bout is getting somewhat dull; risky pressed a button, and Shantae proceeded to speed up and move at times-thirty speed. In the span of three seconds, the unaware genie appeared right before the front door to her destination.

Shantae blinked as, for some odd reason, she appeared to nearly trip at Sky’s front door. Fortunately, she managed to catch herself; but she also had to gather her breath, as her body felt the need to regain its breath as if she had just run a marathon in a few seconds or something else just as ridiculous. As she took a few moments to regain her breath, her heaving chest that was raising and falling began to change in size. Her already huge rack grew larger and larger until the skullkini, which was desperately struggling to stay in place, snapped off onto the floor. Blinking in surprise, Shantae glanced down over her massive mounds, (that were put into a spree of bounces from the way they exploded out of her bikini,) to look at the fallen article of clothing. She was about to open her mouth to question what had happened, completely ignoring her now ridiculously large tits as big and round as medicine balls, but then she proceeded to move in reverse, which also included her picking up the bikini to put it back over her jugs which reverted back to their previous massive size.

Staying completely unaware, she continued to catch her breath, heaving her tits up and down; as her jugs began to shrink, they reverted back to their regular unaltered size, then shrunk even more until her boobs were tiny A-cups, unhidden by the too-big top. Shantae failed to notice, not when her chest grew and shrunk and shrunk more only to suddenly grow to double her original size. Her ass also got into the action; the words ‘‘Risky’s Property’’ were stretched to the max as her ass expanded out before it reverted back to its normal plumpness. Her full scaled size then proceeded to shrink; she was suddenly small enough to walk under the door, before she grew so tall that she could sit and completely wedge Sky’s abode between her ass cheeks. In her giant form, her hands rose up and reached down her Risky bikini to give her sizable nipples a hard squeeze. Her voice boomed out a moan, and she raised her hand back to give her giant-sized ass a hard slap that caused the words ‘‘Risky’s Property’’ to jiggle and bounce upon her bubbly ass, as well as nearby windows rattle from the shockwave. All of which went unnoticed by the great Half-Genie.

From her view above, Risky was cackling with perverted power-hungry glee. Shantae, her longtime rival, wasn’t even a person anymore, at least not while she had this remote. The genie runt was quite literally just a thing to be played with at this point. Risky was toying with Shantae while she had the switch labeled ‘‘Awareness On/Off’’ flipped to the left. Meaning that no matter what was done to her, the idiotic ‘‘hero’’ would be unable to notice anything amiss.

Risky had Shantae’s awareness turned off so that the girl could make it to her destination without freaking out too much…

Of course, now that Shantae made it to her dumb friend’s house…

Risky lowered Shantae’s body numbers back to their default levels and then flipped the Awareness switch to the right, taking care to stop her abusing her long nipples, leaving her confused on why she was so horny and her nipples aching in pleasure upon awareness.

[Co-Wrote with Geo]