Escape Attempt!

"Little Archie still wants to play.?" Betty smiled, hugging his cheek to hers. "That must be because you love me so much you don't want to stop!" And she squealed in delight at the romantic notion.

Veronica was busy teasing Reggie, "I wonder, Little Reggie looks like a little boy's. Is it a little boy's? Can it get hard? Maybe it'll be much bigger, then. *Giggle* It couldn't get much smaller!"

"I'll have you know Reggie Mantle could get in the Glennis Book of World Records at the speed I can make the Mighty Mantle up and ready for action!" It had frightened Glennis away, losing his shot at her. Well, at least that's how he preferred to think of what had happened.

"And ejaculating speedily, too, no doubt. Those are not things to brag about."

Reggie continued to be angry as he jacked himself off in front of Rich Bitch for her amusement. It didn't help his mood or ego that the Mighty Mantle was lost in his hand.

"Oh, please, Archie? There must be something you boys do so you can unstiffen.! Girls wouldn't be safe if there wasn't. Please, get Little Archie to relax - just until we can find a better place.! Please...for me?!" They had gone from being a porn show to being an audience for another.

"Okay." Before he could ask to use the Cooper shower, Archie's cock began to deflate, its massive amount of blood rushing out of it and into the rest of his body and brain.

Feeling it soften against her bare belly, Betty thought that this, too, was a sign of how much Archie was showing his love for her, now! "Now to find a better place," she whispered to him as she unwrapped her nude body from around him.

Swinging her legs off the sofa, she put her finger to her lips and whispered, "If we're careful, we'll be able to get away without Reggie and Veronica noticing," she sincerely hoped. Below his charm, Reggie was nasty and lewd. But it was Ronnie that made Betty nervous. She had the impression that her friend had gotten the idea in that stubborn head of hers that she couldn't orgasm well unless she saw Betty and Archie making love to each other. Maybe she should just tell her she couldn't get her kinky kicks being their voyeur, but Betty knew how difficult it was to change Veronica's mind about anything! And she had given her Cooper word that she could. Veronica HAD given her Archie, hadn't she? Always wanting something, she probably thought of it was due her as a reward.

"I'll never be able to get my dick in these pants!" Archie said a notch or two above a whisper.

Betty picked up her dress while looking at her redhead just standing there with his pants in front of him. "Don't be silly. They're your pants. You got them on before; you can get them on now."

Archie nodded his agreement, and stepped into his pants. While no longer 9-inches-by-9-inches, his dick was quite a bit larger than he remembered it to be (since the Secret of Riverdale kept the Ring of Truth from changing people's memories unless they had been told directly what their memory should be). Still, when he put his dick down into his pants, it was like a cartoon where a big thing was stuffed into a little thing.

"See.?" Betty smiled. She didn't put her lingerie back on. Not only would that have taken time away from getting away, she knew lingerie (and pantyhose) were a fetish of Archie's. If he saw her in her bra and panties, his Little Archie might just get big enough to break his pants' zipper under the strain.

"Yeah! Little Boy Reggie is able to ejaculate! How cute. Let Mama Ronnie catch the dribble in her hand."

Reggie ego had to scrape by on the only real satisfaction he had, knowing that he, at least, had cum! It, like the thrill, like his 'splooge', wasn't much, but it was something. What if Betty were RIGHT!?! What IF this was IT!? If the only one who could love Reggie was himself, then....

A great load of jizz splashed off of Veronica's hand and splattered over her mouth, chin, chest and boobs! And Reggie smirked. She shouldn't have been surprised. It was, after all, a matter of his pride!

Betty in the lead, she and Archie crept to the door to their more romantic tryst.