Bubblegum has a proposition for her.

The pale girl relented her **** upon the gum drop girls and flew through the air towards Bubblegum like a fish through water, her tremendous mane of silky black hair flowing along all around her. Her face once again normal. Normal and beautiful as she stared at Bubblegum, a confident smirk twisting her lips, “Seriously though. I’ve been all over this land but I haven’t seen anything quite like you.” Her eyes went to Bubblegum’s crotch and she laughed, “What is that thing supposed to be? A dick? And how come you’re a chick everywhere else? Looks like you got your chords mixed, babe…”

Bubblegum shooed the Gum Drop duo away silently before resting her hands on her hips as she ignored the way the girl invaded her personal space, floating all around. She glanced down at her penis, standing fully erect thanks to her recently interrupted activities and the powerful arousal that accompanied her drive to convert this person. “Is there something wrong with my penis? It is quite functional, I assure you.”

The girl threw her head back and laughed her whole body flipping with the motion. When she finally stopped laughing, she turned on her side and lounged on the air, her head propped up on one hand, “You mean besides that its shaped like a paper towel roll and doesn’t have a head, just a big hole on the flat end? Oh I don’t know. How about the fact that its flippin gigantic!”

Bubblegum cocked her head with confusion. Her research from the scattered sources she’d been able to acquire had taught her that for humans, the size of the penis was very important for all aspects of sexual relations. A medical journal had told her that the average size was only six inches but she’d found oodles of literature reflecting a preference and experience with sizes very much in excess of that average. The memes ‘size matters’, ‘bigger was better’, ‘once you go with the flesh color known to be much larger than other flesh colors, you never go back’ were prevalent in much of the cultural artifacts she’d been able to discover.

And all of her direct evidence had supported this hypothesis. Besides her Candy Ladies, the original females in the nearby communities and gangs she’d attempted to convert, had all shown signs of arousal and in some cases professed desire based on the size of Bubblegum’s member and testes. Certainly all had greatly enjoyed copulating with her. And indeed, this woman was also showing signs of such arousal. Her nipples were clearly standing hard under her t-shirt and Bubblegum’s olfactory bulbs could detect a particular aroma emanating from the crotch of her tight jeans.

“There is no reason to be intimidated. My penis secretes a liquid that modifies your vaginal tract so that it can fit. There is no damage and no pain. I’m told the process of being expanded internally is quite pleasurable.”

“Woah! Woah-woah.” she protested as she landed on the ground right before Bubblegum, “I’m Marceline-bad ass vampire and kick ass rock star! I’ve seen things, done things, been things you couldn’t even imagine, pinkie. I’m most definitely not scared of that thing you got there! I’ve done a dude with a prick bigger than that stupid pile of cake you’re building there!”

Despite Marceline being in her face, her body half twisting around the obstruction of her jutting cock, Bubblegum just smiled and pressed her hands together, “Excellent! It is very well to meet you, Marceline! I’m Bubblegum and I would very much like to have sex with you!”