Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery Episode 1

Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery

Mercs For Money

Call them Mercs for Money

Call them the Rainbow Squad

Call them whatever the fuck you want.....

At Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery nobody questions a thing.

**** dealers....

Gun runners.....

Armed courier services....

Skip Tracing...

Bounty hunting...

Artifact recovery...

At Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery they'll do it all...for a price...

Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery where everybody knows your name...but nobody gives a shit...

Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery.....open through Infinity.

Pip Gofern the intergalactic adventurer known as Pip the troll stopped struggling in his bonds. He had been caught, and his teleportation de-powered by a band of people dressed like fucking DEADPOOL, but in various different colors. As far as Pip could tell, that loudmouth Merc wasn't around.

These clowns, some quite literally had gotten the drop on him. He had no idea who had the bounty on his head, or knew that he was in the Negative Zone, but they alerted him this was about a LARGE sum of money paid to have him caught. Pip was usually pretty good, knew a bunch of people (maybe even Adam Warlock) were looking for him, but he lost himself on Aquanox, getting drunk on the beaches, with money he'd stolen. Maybe that's why he was here. Either way, it was that bitch on the table in front of him that screwed him over. The short black haired, tight bodied little teenage X-man Nega-Sonic Teenage WHATEVER....he couldn't remember. All he knew was that she showed up WASTED, stumbling over Pip's chair, in a tight orange bikini, and short shorts. Tats around her body, earrings all up her lobes, and a ring in her nose. She even had two rings in her lips, on the left and right upper lip.

“Hey,” the girl slurred, “Aren't you....PIP the troll.” She smiled. “I read about you at the Xavier Academy.”

Pip sipped his strong drink and looked over the lithe little thing, his cock moving under his fur tunic as his eyes roamed her body. His tunic was moving up, as his tent was being pitched. The girl went on and on about being an X-man, and learning this or that about the Infinity War, Crusade, Watch, whatever all that shit was. Her nipples were clearly hard and Pip's tunic was moving up...up...up. She sat down, and rubbed his thick furry calve hair. “Hey, can you do me a BIG solid,” she looked up at the alien bar behind them. “Can you buy me a drink?”

The troll took a puff on his cigar, and shook his head. “You old enough to drink?”

Nega-Sonic laughed, “No...but I'm old enough to have fun....” She bit her lip and stared at him.

A half hour later...

“OH FUCK ME YOU HUNG LITTLE TROLL,” the teenage Nega-Sonic moaned, bouncing up and down on Pip's cock in a seedy motel room. Her back was too him, so he had a good shot of everything. The little troll was getting lucky. He watched her tight little pussy suck his dick in and slide it back out while she moved up and down, “I WANT YOU TO CUM SOOO HARD BABY,” the young girl cooed.

“Right there you X-slut,” Pip grabbed her tight little butt, and squeezed it around his dick when she sank her pussy back down. He was going to oblige her request. His head hit the pillows, and he closed his eyes. But suddenly, the young little X-bitch stopped. He felt her pussy slide off his dick. “What the fuck little one,” he opened his eyes, and the girl was off the bed in a flash. Guns were pointed at him. There was a purple tall Deadpool, a small yellow one, and thin blue one. Nega-Sonic was pulling her jeans up. Cum dribbled from the tip of Pip's uncircumcised troll cock. “AAAAHHH SHIT!” He groaned, more upset he wasn't going to finish.

Now here he was on some ship with the front shaped like an Earth truck, but with large orange flames painted on the front hood. There wasn't much room, beyond this cockpit, but this group was sure as shit making use of it. The purple Deadpool had his mask off, a big ugly mothafucker, thought Pip, green face, one big eyes, one normal one, some weird shit coming out of his cheeks. Like a Frankenstein. The yellow guy had his mask off too. Another ugly son-of-a-bitch, with no nose, a white face, and wild purple hair like a clown. Fucker must be a clown, thought Pip.

Between them, was Nega-Sonic. The green guy's pants were at his ankles, and he was stuffing an odd green dick in the girl's open mouth. Behind Nega, was the white thin dude, his yellow pants around his ankles while he railed the young girl, shoving a white dick, in and out of Nega's dripping cunt.

The older man, with the receding hairline and a blue Deadpool outfit was eating a sandwich next to him, watching intently just as Pip was. “Don't feel bad,” he told Pip. “When a woman hits on a guy in a bikini, its hard to resist.” The man sipped a beer and continued. “When its a teen girl in a bikini NO ONE resists.” The blue Deadpool guy sipped his beer.“That's Marvel's Slapstick,” he pointed the yellow guy. “That big fucker there,” he then pointed to the tall green monster man. “That's Marvel's Terror, or Shrek.”

“Don't call me Shrek,” The man growled shoving his cock in and out of the small teenager splayed out on very small table.

The blue Deadpool nodded. “I'm Marvel's Foolkiller,” the man pointed to himself. “You've probably heard of me.”

Pip shook his head, “I haven't,” he then asked, “why do you keep saying 'Marvel's' this and that.”

Foolkiller shrugged, “So the audience at home knows.”

Nega-Sonic pulled her head up from the green cock, as green cum dripped from her mouth. “I'm Nega-Sonic, but we've met,” she looked at Pip, feeling the clown's cock spear in and out faster and faster. His white hands were on her hips as he plowed with purpose. “I'm the Deadpool movie version, not the weird GOTH comic version,” she assured Pip.

The troll chuckled, watching the girl get fucked by a thin freaky clown from behind. “I thought that bitch was a lesbian.”

Nega-Sonic shot him a look with an angry face. “FUCK YOU I AM A LESBIAN!” But Slapstick was gripping her neck, shoving his cock deep up inside her, and then he sucked on her ears, causing stimulation from all the rings in her ears. She closed her eyes, and lifted her right leg on the table on instinct, her small foot holding her up. Slapstick had great position to begin shoving his entire 10 inch white dick in the young X-slut. The young teen girl racked her fingers on the metal table and fell forward. “Uhhhhhhhnnnnnnn,” she moaned out.

Pip watched the girl's pussy flood the white dick, and his white balls below with honey. “Lesbo's don't cum like that with dicks in them.”

“FUCK YOOOUUUU!” Nega-Sonic gave him the finger with her black painted nails. Then she took her black lipstick covered lips and wrapped them around Terror's green hard cock. I'm TOTALLY still a lesbian, Nega thought as her black lips pushed further down the green villain's cock, until she felt it sink down her throat, giving everyone a view of her extended air passage. TOTES, she told herself. “MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmphhhhf,” her eyes rolled up into her head as Slapstick fucked her to another orgasm, and her nose touched the green stomach of the Terror. She heard the splashing of her juices and chuckles from all around her.

"ASSHOLES!"

The ship docked in a large station, with about five different levels, and three large rotating solar panels to catch sun energy. This was no fly by the night business, Pip noted, which was odd, since the sign read 'Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery open until Infinity”. This was a towing company?

The blue Deadpool, or Marvel's Foolkiller escorted Pip off the truck/ship when it landed. The other three were walking in another direction. Nega-Sonic wore a tight black jumpsuit with a yellow chest plate over her breasts. The shirt read “Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery”. She was chewing gum and looking at a large intergalactic-phone. “FunBag's is gonna kick you ass for ruining Funtzel's 'Cool' Ship dude,” she pointed to the side of the ship. There was a large scrape from the take off.

“It'll be fine,” Foolkiller grabbed Pip's small arm and dragged him to an elevator. “FunBags can be a bit of a bitch at work, but she's REAL cool after work.” He laughed, and they all laughed with him, even Nega. He pulled the troll into the elevator, leaving the others behind. “What's gonna happen now, is FunBags is gonna process you, and then you'll speak with the Boss man. After that you'll be transported to your final destination.” He pressed the elevator button.

Pip asked where he was going, and who had set this up. The elevator dropped down fast, and Pip almost lost his footing. It beeped, and then doors opened to a large open hallway.

“No idea,” Foolkiller stated, “don't care,” he told Pip the Troll as he pulled him down the corridor, and then pressed a button on the wall. The

The Foolkiller pulled Pip into the room, there was a table, and some files in the corner. There was several scales, and a computer. A blonde woman in a tight black skirt, making her muscular ass pop, was looking through files in the cabinet on the wall. “Got one for ya FunBags,” the man in the Deadpool suit walked over, let Pip go, and spanked the ass of the girl. Her ass jiggled, and Pip heard her giggle.

“Mr. Foolkiller, not at work please.” The girl stated and pulled down a file.

Foolkiller left the room, and the doors slid shut. The girl's hair was up, Pip noted, and her white top looked like it hugged her body. “Pip Gofern, correct,” she turned with a file in her hand.

Pip nodded, “Yeah,” the little troll followed her body with his eyes, from her high purple heels that clocked as she walked, to her tight black leather skirt, and tight white blouse that couldn't contain her tits. That's when he made it to her sexy young face, and a light bulb went off. “Sue Storm?”

“Yes,” she stated, not picking her eyes up from the file open in her arms. “I am Marvel's Susan Storm, but here I just go by FunBags, Mr. Gofern” she walked over and sat down on the other side of the table.

“Why does EVERYONE KEEP SAYING THAT!” The troll heaved his hands up.

Sue finally looked up, smiling with her dark red lips. “So everyone will know.” She placed the file down. “So lets process you nice and quick and not delay.” She swirled in her chair towards the computer. “Full name?”

“Prince Gofern,” Pip said proudly.

Sue looked back at him, “And I'm the King of England.”

The troll chuckled. “Aren't you the Queen of Atlantis?”

The girl shrugged. “Old Atlantis...I think.” She looked back at the computer. “Pip Gofern...alias PRINCE GOFERN!” Sue raised a hand stating the last part in a mocking tone. “Race?”

“Laxidazian,” the troll nodded. “Am I going to learn who is behind this bounty?”

Sue was typing away. “In time,” she went through questions. “No family.” She typed fast. “No friends.” She was clickty clacking away on the computer. “No home. No job. No wife. No kids.”

“HEY!” Pip tried to look at the screen offended.

Sue wasn't even asking him, she was just typing. “Former teams, the Infinity Watch, annnnnd....no one else.” Sue typed away.

“I was part of the Guardians of the Galaxy as well.” Pip crossed his arms.

The business attired blonde laughed. “You were NEVER a Guardian...I was...they NEVER mentioned you.” She was typing as she pointed to the scale. “Go step on the scale please.” The small troll walked over, and a red light above the scale turned green and dinged. “Four foot four, and 144 pounds,” Sue talked as she typed.

Behind him, a large beast of an alien walked in, he was holding a small plate with a sandwich with purple meat, and blue lettuce like vegetables covering the meat. The four armed, hulking orange cyclops alien set it down on the table. “Here you go FunBags....Dashgaari Tuna.”

“Thank you Obb,” the woman didn't even look to her cohort, she kept typing. The cyclops left the food, and Pip stared, his stomach rumbling.

A silence rose in the room, and in gave Pip the time to finally take in the gorgeous Susan Storm, with her ample tits almost on display for all to see. Her heeled foot bobbed, her legs crossed tightly. Once again, his tunic moved. Pip realized how sensitive and painful his big troll balls were from his non-orgasm a day ago. He wasn't just starving, he was unbelievably horny.

“Please remove your tunic Mr. Gofern,” Sue said, and began printing out documents from her computer.

The small troll gulped. “Excuse me?” His face was turning read. Had he heard her right.

The Invisible Woman was signing paperwork. “I need to check you for weapons and keys and such.” She looked up sternly. “I realize you've been checked, but you'll NEED to be checked again,” she crossed her arms. “It's policy. MY policy.” She waited. But Pip didn't move. She walked over to a desk by the scale and pulled out blue medical gloves. “I'll remove them myself if I have to.”

Pip sighed, and pulled off his furry tunic, wishing he'd worn underwear. His fleshy uncut half hard troll cock came out. The heroine stepped back, and Pip heard her mumble “hmmm,” softly as she stared. She regained her composure and instructed him to lift this arms. She ran her hands under his arms, and around his body. She ran her blue gloved hands in his hair. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” She commanded, and the troll did as told. Next, she searched his four fingers, thoroughly and individually. The hot young chesty heroine sank to her knees, and ran her gloves through his calf hair, her blonde hair, literally inches from his dangling cock. She checked between his two huge toes. The young blonde then got behind him and stood back up. “I'm going to check between you ass cheeks,” she instructed, “do not respond”. Pip felt her gloves separate his butt-cheeks, and he laughed. It was when she told him she was going to check his rectum, that his head picked up. “Do not respond.” She commanded in monotone voice.

He felt a finger shove into his butthole. “OH FUCK!” He slightly jumped at the intrusion. He felt her finger swirl around his inner anal cavity. Pip had never been violated in such a way, but the troll hated to admit it was rather enjoyable. His cock was now standing at almost full mast. “Its kinda hard not to react darling,” the troll giggled. He would have loved to see ol' Reed Richards walk in, with his wife's finger up a troll's ass.

Sue pulled her hand out. Her heard her remove those gloves and throw them in the garbage. She put on two more with a loud SNAPPING sound. “I'm going to check between your thighs and under your testicles.” The monotone business woman continued. Her gloved hand reached under Pip's ass, and he felt her palm roll up his inner left thigh, and then his right. Then her small gloved hands reached under and groped his balls, rolling them. Pip lurched forward at the wonderful sensation, but her hand retreated and he sighed in anguish. His cock now fully poking out, curving up to the ceiling.

The heroine came around to the front of the dwarfish troll, and bent down to retrieve something from the desk in front of them. Her leather covered as danced before Pip, his cock hard as a diamond now. She came up with a measuring tape in her hand. It was a soft cloth yellow measuring tape, for taking the sizes of in seams and such. Sue bent down, and pulled the tape apart. She set the base at Pip's cock base. He just stared with wide disbelieving eyes, as the Invisible Woman measure his cock, base to uncut tip. “11 inches,” she nodded. “Large for a Laxidazian.”

Pip was at a loss for words, his cock hard and firm. He just watched the almost robotic female go about her routine. He expected Sue to log his cock size, but she didn't write anything down, or type on the computer. Instead she walked over and grabbed a strange rectangular folded thin metal plate, which she opened wide, and set on the floor in front of the scale. “Aren't you gonna log my hog size,” Pip joked, keeping his bravado.

Sue laughed. “Why would I do that,” she stood up from the floor. “I will need a DNA sample to confirm your identity.” She made an odd motion with her hands

She walked over to the desk of medical supplies and pulled out a bottle of lotion, which she poured on her hands. “Please step onto the scale, as you're rather short.”

The curious nasty little troll walked over, watching the woman, and he hopped onto the scale. He watched the woman walk to his right side, and then gasped when she reached down with her gloved hand to grip his cock. Susan Storm began pumping Pip the troll's cock hard and fast with her hand. “Ahhhhh,” he grunted at the sudden stimulation. He looked up to see her staring at his cock. But there was no emotion in her eyes, no passion, no lust, just the woman of someone working. His cock was being pumped almost surgically. Still, it felt wonderful. His eyes went to her tits.

She seemed to notice his staring. "I can help with visual stimulus if necessary," she told him and began to unbutton her top.

She pressed her breasts together, still pumping his troll cock. She still maintained the look of someone uninterested in her actions beyond achieving the desired result. “Your taking longer than expected,” she stated staring at his cock as she pumped it. “Normally the visual stimulation of my chest accomplishes the DNA extraction.” She reached her left gloved hand down between his butt and returned her finger into his rectum, her right hand still jerking the trolls dick. The added stimulation to his prostate gland was pushing Pip to his edge, and her big tits inches from his face truly did help.

“OOHHHH SHIT!” Pip the gross little troll grunted loudly, his cock jutting to life in Susan Storm's hand.

SPLAT! SPLORT! SPLASH!

Cum reigned down onto the small metal foldable mat, almost clearing its two foot diameter. White hot cum splashed down in huge thick puddles. Pip hadn't cum in a week, and Nega's non-fuck left him ready to bust. It was a hard, intense and powerful orgasm, that made the little fucks knees bend from weakness. As more spurts kept hitting the mat, there was more than enough cum to test for his DNA for three hundred years. When his dick began to merely bubble over and onto her fingers and the small portion of the mat beneath them, she pulled her hand free.

Pip was smiling, feeling like 500 pounds had been lifted from his shoulders. “I love your policies,” he laughed, his cock beginning to sink from exhaustion, hanging between his legs. His balls finally dropped, the pain eased from his loins.

“You may put your tunic back on,” Susan stated.

Pip watched the woman walk to the trash, and roll the gloves off. She then retrieved a small glass disc from the medical desk. The woman sank to her knees, and placed the disc in a large cum puddle. When she rose up, Pip noted a drop of cum on the disc. He watched eagerly, pulling his tunic up. The Invisible Woman walked the disc over to a box with a small port attached to the computer. He knew it was a DNA reader. She shoved the disc into the port.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

“WANTED PIP GOFERN OF LAXIDAZIA!” A robotic voice boomed from Sue's computer. “WANTED FOR THEFT OF......” Sue pulled the disc out, happy with the confirmation.

The troll watched Sue throw out the disc. She then walked over and bent down at the waist to retrieve the metal mat showing him her tight ass.“What did you need all that DNA for,” Pip laughed, “couldn't you swab my cheek.” The troll had been arrested before. He knew the deal.

Susan Storm cautiously folded the metal mat, and the cum began to flow to the crevice in the middle. “I suppose.” She didn't give him a look, as she walked over to the table. She gingerly held the mat with a now flowing mass of cum, and brought it to the sandwich. With her free hand, she lifted the black bread. Pip watched as the girl tipped the mat over the blue lettuce.

What the fuck was this crazy bitch doing? “What are you doing to my food,” Pip shouted, now angry she was ruining his meal.

“Ha,” Sue laughed out loud, cum began to pour onto the sandwich, drenching it in thick whiteness. “This is MY lunch,” she corrected him. There was almost more cum than sandwich, and Sue dipped the mat up and down, getting every drop she could. The woman then placed the black bread back onto the sandwich. She pressed the bread down, and white gooey cum seeped from the sides, a little got on her fingers. “It's Daasghari Tuna,” she licked her fingers and grabbed the plate. “You don't want to eat Atlantean do you?” The female giggled. She walked towards the door. “When the Boss man is ready to see you, you can eat after.” Sue then let the room.

A confused Pip stood unsure what to do. Maybe use the computer. He was making moves towards it, but that massive four armed green cyclops alien in overalls walked back in. Pip was escorted to a cell. Luckily, his time in the cell was brief. Maybe five minutes. Obb came back in, and brought him upstairs. One floor down from the docking bay. Pip was trying to keep note.

He found himself taken into what appeared to be a normal office space, with a brown rug, an plants, and couches. Not what he expected. Before him was a large door, with the word “BOSS” in big letters. Right outside the door, sitting at a desk, typing away, was Susan Storm.

Obb walked Pip up to her desk. “Is the Boss man ready?”

Sue shook her head, “he's on the phone.”

So Obb, and Pip stayed in the lobby, in front of Sue's desk, as she type away. She had rectangular brimmed black glasses on now, only adding to her beauty. In front of Sue, next to the keyboard was the sandwich, uneaten, and a “TAB” soda. Pip wondered how she got it. Did they even make that shit anymore? Pip could see his thick cum dribbling from the sides of the sandwich.

Still concentrating on the computer in front of her, Susan reached for the sandwich with her left hand. With a fluttering heart, Pip's eyes opened as far as they could. She wasn't really going to...

Susan Storm pulled the sandwich to her mouth and took a HUGE bite, the pressure of her bite squeezed the bread together, and thick ropy gobs of cum dripped down from the back of the sandwich. “MMMmmmmm,” she moaned softly, eye rolling slightly, but concentrating still on the computer screen. A dot of Pip's troll cum rested on her bottom lip, as Sue dropped the sandwich back onto the plate. He tongue darted out to secure it, and bring it into her mouth. She licked troll cum from her fingers and went back to typing with both hands.

Pip was amazed, awe-struck and extremely turned on. Susan Storm was a filthy whore. His tunic was moving again, as his cock was already growing once more. His arousal only continued a moment later, when Sue, still looking at her computer and typing with one hand, lifted the sandwich again. Now, she dipped it in the cum that had dribbled onto the plate. She then turned the sandwich to specifically eat the portion that had been dipped in cum. Like it was some sort of sauce.

She took it to her mouth and bit into it again, “Mmmmmmm,” she stopped and closed her eyes, savoring the taste in her mouth. She set the sandwich down and sipped her TAB.

A booming voice came over the office. “Send him in Suzie.”

Obb led Pip to the door, and opened it. The troll was rushed into the room, he looked back to see Susan literally swiping the remaining sandwich in the thick gobs of troll cum on her plate. Obb closed the door behind him.

Inside, behind a large desk with “Boss” written on it, was another large orange alien. This one was different. He was shorter than Obb, and had four light blue eyes instead of one massive eye. This creature had four ears as well, and appeared to be almost like a hippopotamus of Earth, thought Pip. But upon closer inspection, his skin was hard. His snout was a cross between a hippos and that of a crustacean. On either side of the large orange snout, were two protrusions, and judging from the sounds, these were his breathing nostrils. On the table were his hard crustacean like hands; he had claws, three large pincher like digits on his hands. The creature's neck had a chamber like quality to it. He was big, broad and beefy in shoulders, but fat, very fat in the gut. He was typing away at his own version of a keyboard. The alien had a leather jacket on, and a white t-shirt. He raised his three clawed hand to his face to adjust his glasses. The imposing alien sighed. “I can't get this to work Obb, get over here and help me.”

Outside, at her desk, Susan was wiping the rest of her delicious sandwich in the left over troll cum on her plate. She savored the last bites of the Atlantean male meat from Earth. The salty troll cum really brought out those deep fish-man flavors. She kept typing up the detention notice for Pip Gofern, and hit send with a smile. Processed in less than two hours, Sue prided herself. The notice would go planet-side first. They were orbiting Queeg 5, in the deep northern portions of the Negative Zone.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Sue hit the alarm on her clock and stood up. She walked over to the small kitchen break area and grabbed a cup, she then poured out hot coffee into the cup. The beauty then leaned against the counter, and lifted her skirt. Her nude shaven pussy felt the office air. Sue never wore panties. She placed her hands under her skirt, and began rubbing her clit fast and hard. “Oh.....oh....” she was just trying to prepare a coffee, and not cum too hard. She knew how to get herself off, and soon, her pussy exploded with warm wet fluid, dripping down into the hot coffee.

The former Invisible Woman then walked back to the office lobby, and past her desk. She opened the door into the boss's room. Funtzel, the Crustaceapotomoid was speaking with Pip the troll who sat in a chair in front of the boss's desk. Obb was standing in the back. “I can't tell you who sent the bounty, but I can tell you that if you put up DOUBLE the bounty money, we can break the contract.” This was the standard deal.

The blonde secretary walked inside to the boss's desk, and set the coffee down in front of Funtzel. The clawed hand of the alien picked it up and sipped. “Thank you Suzie,” he smiled at the taste. “Love that honey Suzie.”

Sue stood by his side, “I don't mean to interrupt but it IS 1030 in the morning!”

Funtzel, the big hippo-crab waved her away. “That can wait Suzie-Q,” he was laughing.

But his secretary was not having it. “You've been shouting and screaming all morning about invoices, you're gonna have a heart attack sir!”

Obb agreed, “You've been fidgety all morning boss man”

The young hot human sank to her knees, and Pip watched silently, as the heroine of Earth unbuckled the belt of this alien. “I don't care about the rest of this station, but I DO care about your well being sir.” Sue undid his belt, and opened the fly of his slacks. His white briefs with his large bulge came into Susan Storm's view. She ran her hand on the bulge, feeling the ridges. The boss was grunting softly.

CLACK!
CLACK!

Sue knew that sound. She pulled down the very human brief underwear to expose a very alien cock. Funtzel had a chambered orange hard shelled cock. Each chamber was one inch in length, and in total he had twelve chambers, like armor around his cock. The chambers overlapped, and that 'clacking' sound, was the chambers rubbing and hardening into place as he got erect. Sue gripped the two hard base chambers.

CLACK!
CLACK!

Two more pieces of crab cock chamber locked into place. The rest of his cock flopped over her hand. Sue bent down and stuck her tongue under the lowest ridge connecting the chambers. Under the chambers was a layer of sensitive orange skin. Her tongue found the skin and Funtzel grunted in both pain and pleasure.

CLACK!
CLACK!
CLACK!

Sue ran her tongue up the hard outer shell of the hippo-crab cock.

CLACK!
CLACK!

Her tongue was moving with the hardening chambered dick. She beat the hardening cock, reaching the limp base. Her warm mouth sank over the volcano like tip with the deep ridge that had a small hole at its bottom. Her mouth sank down, sucking in the crab cock as it fully hardened, her mouth and soft moans drowning out the last CLACKs.

Pip was awe-struck once more, watching the Invisible Woman suck a crab alien's strange cock slowly and with clear passion. Her left hand held the base, and her right was holding the chambers above that. As her mouth sank down, she removed her right hand, and then her left, fully engulfing the huge orange armored cock into her throat. She pulled her mouth up with a deep slurping noise, and rested her left hand back at the base. She began jerking him and sucking half his cock now.

“I'm sorry,” Funtzel spoke leaning back, breathing heavy. “Where are my manners,” he rubbed his claws over his forehead which was sweating, “where were we....if you could cover the cost times two of the....of the.....” he trailed off, and leaned back in his seat. Sue was working her mouth over the cock faster, and CLACKS began to pick up in the room, as the chambers of his cock slide against each other. “OH DEAR LORDS OF CRUSTACEANA!” He prayed to the ceiling.

Pip the troll watched Sue stop her motions, the chambers on the cock began to ripple over and over, and then shook with a 'cht...cht...cht' sound. The girl's throat began to do work right before Pips eyes. Yellow thick strands rolled from her lips and down Funtzel's orange alien cock. The troll noted Sue's closed eyes, her hands gripping the cock, almost in prayer for the cock she worshiped. His tunic was sticking up now as he watched the wanton acts.

It seemed to finally end, and Sue, with a full mouth, licked the yellow cum from the alien's cock. There were small white and brown blobs or chunks, but she took them into her mouth as well. With cheeks full like a squirrel, Sue walked from the office.

“Thanks Suzie-Q,” Funtzel thanked her. He wiped orange sweat from his head. He had eyes on Sue when she walked out. The Boss then turned to a large screen behind him. “Excuse me Pip,” he again apologized. He hit a button, and a camera feed of the docking bay came into view. Right by the ship that brought them here, Nega-Sonic was nude and bent over a gray box her tight but muscular small body being held by the blue villain Foolkiller. The Foolkiller was still in his Deadpool outfit, well, the shirt at least. Pip had a clear view of his cock shoving into the ass of the teen girl. She was squealing underneath the villain. “HEY DUMBASSES!” Funtzel yelled.

Pip watched Nega and Foolkiller turn to the camera, not stopping they're fucking. “What's up Boss man,” Foolkiller asked pumping his cock into the X-girl's ass, her face constantly wincing in pain.

“Did you assholes fuck up the COOL ship,” the crab boss asked.

Nega flipped her head back, between painful wincing as Foolkiller shoved half his cock into her ass. “Talk to dipshit here.”

Foolkiller assured his boss it would be fine. He'd 'fix it'.

Funtzel told them they better or FunBags would have ALL their asses.

Just then Sue walked in a with a bowl in one hand, and papers under her arm. “I'll get mad about what?” Sue asked. She set papers down, looking around, to see silence, and Pip's eyes on the screen. Sue looked up, and reached into the bowl, pulling out the brown and white crunchy flakes from Funztel's cum.

Pip the troll watched Sue run the small blobs from the hippo-crab's cum around the bowl, thick yellow cum dripped from he fingers, as she ate the strange substance like Pop-corn. Which was EXACTLY what Sue thought his cum and the chunks tasted like. Crunchy, buttery popcorn. She was licking her fingers watching the show on the screen.

“OH FUCK YOUR ASS IS TIGHT,” The image of the Foolkiller groaned finally shoving his entire cock in the teen's ass.

She laughed, her face crushed together from the pain. “I'm a teenager. And a lesbian.”

Foolkiller laughed and spanked her ass hard. He gripped her hair and pulled her back, pushing his hips into her butt. “LESBO'S DON'T CUM WITH DICKS UP THEIR ASS!”

Pip watched the girl's head shoot back, half from being pulled and the other half from something else. Her eyes fluttered and her mouth opened wide. “OHHH GODDDDD!” Her black nailed fingers gripped the villains hips to pull him in and hold him in place.

Funtzel then cut the feed.

“So I was saying....” Funtzel began to speak. He turned to see Pip the troll with a pitched tent towards the sky.

The troll cut him off. “I want to work HERE.” He insisted. “I can GET somethings you need worth more than three ties my bounty.”

Sue and Funtzel exchanged weary glanced. “We're listening,” they said at the same-time.

Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery.....

STARRING:

Funtzel....

Orksa....

Obb....

Foolkiller (Blue)

Terror (Purple)

Slapstick (Yellow)

Solo (Green)

NEGA SONIC TEENAGE WARHEAD!!! YAAAAASSSSS!!!!

Madcap....

Macho Gomez.....

Onboxio the clown....

Guest Starring:

Pip the Troll...

And Susan Storm as....FunBags!!!!!!