Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery Episode 5

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.

Starring:

Funtzel

Sue Storm

Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery Station......Four Hours later....Funtzel's private loft....

Funtzel's room was a mess. There were beers cans, empty liquor bottle, cigar ashes, and cum stains all over the floors, in the den, the kitchen, and near the pool. Right outside of the kitchen, several feet from the front door Susan Storm lay motionless in a small kiddie pool.

The Orange fat gutted Crustaceapotomus alien slept on his back, his thick tail at his side. All four of his eyes were closed. Sleeping on the back was not common in his species due to the thick tale, but its how this alien preferred to sleep. The only sound in the room, was Funtzel's heavy snoring.

“HHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUH!” Susan's head jerked up from the floor, and she took in a deep breath as she came too. Her hand went right to her stinging and throbbing head. “FUCUUUUUUK!” Her head hurt like hell, as if the Wrecking Crew was jack-hammering her brain. She looked around and noticed all the beers. Some might think Susan would black out from all the **** and drinking. She went more comatose, but wide awake, and observant of everything. Also, she felt every little thing. Her ass burned.

Pppppppffffffffffffffffffffffff.................

She felt cum leak from her ass as she farted. Who was the last one to fuck her ass. She didn't forget, she actually lost count. She knew she got fucked in the ass at LEAST 15 times, but she was sure it was a few more. She lifted herself from the now dry and sticky bath of cum, and it made ripping sounds when she pulled herself from the dry cum. Like the ripping of a scab off skin. She was feeling queasy quickly.

Guuuuuurrrrrrrgggggggllllll

Sue Storm's stomach rumbled and she stood up holding her aching stomach, her field of vision was instantly dizzy. And it made Susan nauseous. Hung over, and coming down off of a myriad of narcotics, least of all crack, opiates, cocaine and meth, Sue knew what was going to happen next. She moved quick to grab the waste basket in the living room, and dumped out all the empty cans. Some of them weren't so empty, and they spilled everywhere on the cold metal floor. She worried about the nice rugs, but realized they probably already had cum all over them. There was tons of cum on the leather couch.

She had a destination, and waddled over to the toilet. She sat down just in time. “HUUUUHHHH!” She buried her face in the bucket and began to vomit up a rainbow swirl of various villain cum. Chunks of human meat flowed with the cum, past her throat and into the bucket. From her ass, it was not very different, as she began to shit out a mixture of black, white, yellow, purple and green cum from the villains. Strangely, as Sue found out, cum doesn't want to mix. It remained swirling around, even in the toilet. Sue wiped cum from her lip and set the basket down as she finished her usual morning evacuation, following big parties.

Her face was looking up at the ceiling as she finished shitting out all the villain cum. Her lungs took in deep breaths, trying to get oxygen around her tired body. She sighed deeply and stood up. Her arms and stomach and tits, and legs were all crackling with dried cum, and she wiped flakes away as she walked.

She walked naked towards the fridge as her stomach rumbled out of hunger now. She made her way to the fridge and opened it. “Yes,” Sue fist pumped the air. Before they party, she had actually brought some of the Slig insectoid cum from the office. “SMART SOBER SUSAN!” She laughed at herself. She pulled the container out and kissed it. “Hubbies cum,” she joked, having just married the bug to ensure she'd harvest more delicious insect cum. She hummed as she made a shake. She still had a killer headache, but she opened the cubbard next to the fridge. Inside was several bags of ****. Foolkiller always hooked Sue up with a galaxy of uppers and downers. He'd restocked her cocaine, and Sue grabbed a bag of it. She placed some dust on the counter, and moved it in a line with a butter knife. Sue Storm bent down and held a nostril together.

SSSNNNNNNNNNNFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!

White cocaine dust flew into her nose and went instantly into her blood stream, giving the young woman a jolt. Her awareness heightened, and her headache went away slightly. “Aaaaahhhh,” she groaned her head moving back from the glorious high. She now whistled while she placed her cum on a blender, adding ice to make it a true shake. She hit the button, and then set about making coffee, a strong coffee, laced with cocaine, which she added into the ground coffee beans.

With her drink whirring, and her coffee brewing, she set another line of coke on the counter and bent down, holding one nostril. It was a longer line than before.

SNNNNNNNNNNFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!

The **** rushed into her nose, more than before and sent a jolt of energy into the young woman once more. “FUCK YEAH!” She shot up and was tapping the table with her fingers, doing an 80s style dance playfully. Her body flung flakes of cum as she danced.

Hearing the blender no longer crushing the ice, she walked over and hit the button to stop, still kicking her feet, dancing around the front counter. She continued dancing as she pulled the container of green icy cum to her mouth and chugged. “MMMmmmmmmm,” she moaned, chugging down gulp after gulp of her now insect husband's sperm. She clicked her fingers and danced to a song playing only in her head. The container tipped all the way up, as her tongue shot around the brim to get all the cum. She pulled her mouth off and then dipped her finger up in the container, sliding what was left into her open mouth.

UUUuuuuuuurrrrrrpppp!

She giggled as she burped up insect cum, and swallowed it right back down. The coffee maker made a DING noise, and Sue walked over to get a cup, and pour a nice hot coffee for herself. “Cum, Coke and Coffee,” Sue said. “Hangover cure.” She had told this to EVERYONE....really just Nega.

Sipping her coffee, and now wide awake, a largely headache free, Sue looked around the room. She took a deep breath, and then got to work, grabbing a trash bag. She walked to a closet and opened the door. Inside was about a two foot, trash can looking cleaning droid. Macho Gomez found the weird droid on some backwoods desert planet not to far from here and not too long ago. It had three blue stripes in the front, blue squared that circled around its head. There was large eye-like camera above a red light. The droid had been wiped, and reprogrammed. “Clean this place up BeepBoop,” Sue instructed. She called it BeepBoop, because it made those noises. “QUITELY please,” she insisted and the droid buzzed to life, and began vacuuming the area. “Make sure to get the cum stains OFF the couch please,” she stated and began picking up cans.

She made her way to the tub, and saw the Tupperware container of the thigh. “Shit,” she said disappointed as she reached down. “This won't be any good,” she was mad, and knew she got TOO high, if she was eating human raw. She bent down and sniffed the white male human thigh. “Still SMELLS good.” She picked it up with two hands and took a small bite. “Still good,” she smiled, and put it back in the container. She brought he container to the fridge, and placed it inside. She'd have to make human steaks tonight.

Sue then walked to the pool, and click on the chlorine burst to kill all the cum and bacteria. It would clean the pool in an hour. She then turned off the hot-tubs, and walked over to the toilet. “Coffee BeepBoop.” She held her hand out, and a few minutes later the droid, with an outstretched cupholder, brought her coffee to her on the toiler. “Thanks.” She smiled and sipped her coffee.

Pffffffttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!

She farted out the rest of the cum as she sipped coffee and watched the droid clean. “The couch cushions,” Sue called to it. “There's green cum under then.” She said pointing. Sure enough there was a huge load of Terror's cum. Sue had sucked him off and coughed it up. She put the empty coffee cup down, and the droid came by and grabbed it.

It was time to shower, as her body was caked in cum. The shower was right next to the toilet, and she stood under the large shower head. “SUSAN!” She called up to the shower head, and it sprayed down hot water to the degree that she preferred. Funtzel liked it a bit colder. She felt wonderful now, no longer nauseous of hung over. Right then she felt hot, in all the right places. The water helped heat her body. She finally turned to the bed, seeing the big gutted orange alien with a broad upper body sleeping. If you had told her she'd be attracted to this four eyed, four eared big orange monster of an alien who looked like a half hippo-half crab she'd have called you crazy. But how times had changed, now she saw aliens as suitors and lovers, and saw qualities that turned her on. The big strong boss man, that's what Funtzel was.

She eyed the creatures stomach, which was cover in a thin sheet, and she watched his big belly move up and down. But it wasn't that which got her attention, it was the thing sticking up under the sheets below his gut. About twelve inches of tent was pitched, Sue laughed, and shut the water off. “Dry Susan!” She called to the shower head, and heated air rained down on her.

Dry now, she stepped over to the bed, grabbing a towel to wipe the last drops of wetness from her short hair. Her hair was wild, and all over the place, but she didn't care, as she crawled slowly onto the bed, making sure not to wake the beast. He was still snoring, and she slowly pulled the sheets off. Susan Storm watched as her quarry came into view, a twelve inch orange chambered crab cock. Sue stood up slowly, and moved her right leg over to Funtzel's left side, she stepped slowly in front ot the prick, until that big cock was bending towards her ass. She bent her knees, and rested a hand on Funtzel's gut softly. Her other hand gripped the hippo-crab cock and moved it under her. She felt the warm dick at her entrance. The heroine sank her pussy down on the sleeping hippo-crab alien's dick slowly.

She began to fuck each chambered inch into her pussy. Her hand held the next overlapping slab of cock. One inch, then back up, two inches down, then back up. Three inches down, and then she slid her wet pussy slowly back up. “Ohhhhhh,” she moaned, as she sank down four inches. She slid back up slowly, her pussy dripping juices down the thick orange alien cock. Then she sank down five inches. “Unnnnnggggg,” she moaned, and bit into her hand softly, to stop her moaning. She didn't want him to wake. Six inches, and back up, seven inches into her pussy and back up slowly. As she sank down for eight inches her body exploded. “Ooooohhhhhh Funtzel BAAAAAABBBY!” She moaned, and her hands left her mouth. Both hands rested on his stomach. She was squeezing her pussy on his dick, and at this point she wasn't coming back up. Her pussy blossomed like a flower and expanded as she sank her now engorged and flooding pussy walls further down the alien's cock.

She was rubbing her hands in her hair eyes closed, cumming hard, and she felt three pinchers on both of her thighs. Suddenly the cock was moving in and out slowly on its own. She opened her eyes to see for white eyes staring at her. “Nothing to see here old man,” Sue laughed. “Go back to sleep.”

But the old alien wasn't about to fall back asleep now, having been woken by the human's tight pussy. Instead he began to do the work from below. He held her legs and began slamming his pole in and out of the small human girl. His big prick was driving up and in and out faster and faster.

Sue fell onto his stomach, and held his head. “OH FUCK! OH FUCK!” She moaned as the alien cock speared her pussy. She just let him fuck her brains out. “OH FUCK ME! FUCK ME FUNTZEL!” Sue Storm begged the alien. “I'M CUMMING!” She shouted, coating his dick with honey, but he didn't stop fucking, not for a second. His prick was pumping in and out, and she started sucking on his ear, cumming over and over.

“AH YEAH!” He groaned and stabbed his cock up into the spraying cunt. “YOU TIGHT LITTLE SLUT!” He clenched his teeth as he began pumping a load up into Susan Storm.

“MMMMMmmmmmm,” she cooed in his ear, feeling his hot yellow seed flood her human love tunnel. The interspecies lovers began to come down together, breathing heavy. Sue kissed his face, and then quickly hopped off the bed. She went to the toilet to get all his cum out so it wouldn't harden. She was sad, because she wanted to eat the delicious popcorn like cum. But it was better hot, she told herself, as it flooded from her pussy. And it was time to take a nice nap.

She walked back over to the bed, and Funtzel's four eyes were already closed, and he snored. Sue laughed and hopped into bed at his side, lying her head on his stomach, and stroking his cock slowly. She drifted off into a nice sleep.

The lovers woke around 10AM to a clean loft, and clean fresh smelling pools. The living space smelled of fresh cinnamon. Sue Storm put on a tight little white crop top that read “Funtzel's Intergalactic Towing and Recovery” with the logo. She had them made, but no one but her and Nega bought them. Human females didn't frequent such dangerous place. She slipped on white thong panties with 'Funtzel's Docking Bay' above the crotch. Another fun idea she had. She then slipped into knee high socks with orange stripes at the top. In her skimpy clothes she danced and sang around the kitchen, whirl the big orange alien sat on the couch looking at Blurnsball scores.

Sue started making Krestoran waffles, which were sweeter than Earth waffles and had a special potato base that kinda.....well....made Funtzel's libido go crazy. Sue had looked up her lover's species and what was an aphrodisiac. She didn't let the fat ol man know though. She placed the batter into the waffle iron, and licked her fingers. “Time to make some of my own batter,” she laughed. She took out Foolkiller, Terror, Slapstick, and Madcap's cum containers. Obnoxio and Macho's cum wasn't too tasty, and it kinda smelled, but she'd eat it in a pinch. She dropped in a little bit of Foolkiller, a little Terror, and some Slapstick. Then she remembered Pip's cum, and raced to retrieve some of his thick strong seed from the fridge. She added a splash of Pip, she laughed dipping his now cold cum into her concoction. The green cum of Terror refused to mix with the white cum, and so did Slapstick's purple cum. She then held the jar of Madcap's black cum. Sighing, she poured a good amount, almost doubling the cum in the mixture. His black cum just tasted so wrong, so evil and vial. Something about it made her cringe with a guilty pleasure. She wouldn't tell Foolkiller. He'd get jealous. She blended it, and knew that it would turn gray. Madcap's cum made the rest blend.

Sue hummed and sang as she sucked down the 'boys' as she called the drink. She then brought a hot plate of waffles and a glass of whiskey for her man. She placed it on the coffee table, and walked over to the closet and make-up station to the left side of the bed. She straightened her hair, and put on her black rimmed glasses. She then grabbed a glass of whiskey for herself and walked to the den and sat with the nude boss man. The young blonde sucked on his left lower ear, and began stroking his cock, hearing the chambers lock into overlapping place.

“I'm watching the scores Susie-Q,” he grunted, “can I get a little space.” He looked down, seeing the blonde human roll her short hair back and place her mouth of her top cock portion licking the deep crevice that led to his hole.

Susan Storm sucked his tip into her mouth, and held his base with her hand feeling each armored chamber slide into erect place. She sucked three inches into her mouth, making the chambers slide up, and she licked the exposed skin, causing him to squirm.

“I can't concentrate with you doing that,” he groaned. “How can I be a bookie if I can't concentrate on the lines.” He breathed heavy, looking down at the beauty sucking his pole. But she wouldn't stop, and she actually took her top off, and then slid her tits around his dick, while she sucked the tip. He didn't care at that point about scores, just about the cock sucking little human with those big boobs. She slid her tits up and down his cock from his side, and he watched in lovely awe. Soon, he was grunting. “I'm gonna cum....fuck.....shit....” She pulled her mouth off his dick and pushed her tits around the middle part of the shaft. Her tongue licked the hard tip over and over, until it began to erupt right in her face. “AHHHH FUCK!” He grunted, spraying her glasses with hot yellow chunky alien crab cum. He kept spraying her face, and then her tits as she licked his tip, sucking in cum and chunks. Funtzel got a view that many wanted. Susan Storm, in black glasses covered in alien cum.

When he was spent, she sat up, dripping with cum. She began rubbing his ears as the alien ate breakfast, with a satisfied cock plopped before him on the couch. He checked the lines and took bets from around the neighboring planets. Those that didn't pay up got a visit from the 'boys'. If you didn't pay up twice. You disappeared.

Sue took a dip in the pool, and then threw on a tight white top, and black yoga pants and Ugg boots. She made Funtzel take her in the 'cool ship' down to the forest moon of Andor for a hike. They had lunch and drinks at his favorite Biker bar. Funtzel was the leader of the “CEEBs” biker gang. Which was a WHOLE different racket than the Towing company. Sue was his moll, and his 'ol' lady. She had her own jacket back on the station. It was vastly different. You touch a CEEB's jacket or his 'ol' lady, and you GOTTA die. Sue and Funtzel were wanted for questions in relation to a few suspicious disappearances.

It was a good relaxing day. They got back to the station around 5PM, and Sue started a work out. Funtzel grabbed his whiskey and a cigar and dropped his clothes and hopped into the hot-tub. He watched his woman in short black yoga shorts, and a black top. She put on those fucking knee high socks again, and when she started to do squats Funtzel suspected some foul play. First, unlike normal the young girl was squatting to the side of the mirror, not checking her form. Further, she was doing deep squats, pushing her ass out to Funtzel's direction.

CLACK!

CLACK!

The sounds of his stiffened crab dick locking into place were louder than the bubbles in the hot tub. The TV was on but no sound, and more and more Funtzel suspected she was doing it all unpurpose. She put some running shoes on and hopped on the treadmill. She took off at a great speed right off the bat, and her tits bounced in the tight black workout bra. Her boobs flopping this way and that, the bra seemed to offer little support. Funtzel watched his girl intently.

CLACK!

CLACK!

She worked up a good sweat for about 25 minutes, at an intense speed. Funtzel kept his eyes on the scores and on her now sweaty boobs. When she finished her workout she walked to the matted floor, and began to stretch. She did several yoga poses, including the downward dog, making sure that her ass was facing Funtzel's view. Which she NEVER concerned herself with. She picked up her towel and her green energy cum drink (a little Terror and some Slig). She walked right past Funtzel in the hot-tub. She stopped feet from his face.

“My calves and the back of my thighs are KILLING me,” she said facing away from him. Then she bent straight down at the waist, her ass right int front of Funtzel's face. He could see her big puffy camel-toes, and a growing wetness in her crotch, with glistening slickness to it.

CLACK!

CLACK!

Sue walked to the bed and took off her top, letting her melons bob free. She then pulled her yoga shorts down, again bending at the waist, exposing her bare pussy, dripping and engorged.

CLACK!

CLACK!

The young human female sat on the bed, not seeming to notice the four alien eyes roaming her body as she lifted a foot to roll off a sock. By doing this, her legs were wide open, giving the alien a great view of that slick wet human slit between her legs.

CLACK!

CLACK!

Funtzel was almost fully erect, sitting in the hot-tub, his cock rising out of the bubbly water. Sue walked to the shower and said her name. Water cascaded down her body. His white alien eyes ogled the human beauty as she lathered up her breasts slowly, and then her plump ass. She bent down at the waist, her ass facing him and he saw the lovely dripping pussy, with suds rolling off and down her legs.

CLACK!

CLACK!

She stepped out of the shower, and toweled off her wild short blonde streaked hair. Susan Storm's nude body faced Funtzel, dripping and wonderful, while she ran her hands through her hair. She finally acknowledged him and walked over slowly.

“I think I'm gonna hire some help,” she stated as she walked to the 'lovers' hot-tub and walked down the stairs into the hot water below. “We are taking on a lot for a small crew. I'm going to start accepting applications.” She spoke to him walking towards him through the water confidently.

“Haha,” Funtzel puffed his smoke. “Easy there Susie-Q. Since when do you make HR decisions,” he looked up at her body, his cock rising above the water below him.

“I don't know if you've heard,” she smiled as she made her way to the alien. She turned away from him and walked until his cock was right beneath her ass. She gripped his cock, and sank her pussy onto the hard alien cock. “I'm screwing the boss.” She sat slowly down, filling herself with half his cock. He leaned back, feeling the wonderful pussy gripping his crab cock. It was a slow fuck, and Sue did the work, sliding halfway down, and then up. Then she slid her pussy all the way down his cock. The water made it possible for her to just bend her knees and fuck herself on the massive orange cock.

Soon, she was gripping his head and sat onto his pole. Funtzel gripped her waste with both pincher hands locked around her stomach, and began slamming his cock up into the human woman. The water was splashing around as their fuck pace took off. “FUCK ME FUNTZY! FUCK ME!” She begged. She turned to his open mouth .They really couldn't kiss, which was sad, but Sue sucked on his thick blue tongue. She rubbed his ears, which was an erogenous zone for his species. It was the extra stimulation he needed and his cock flooded Sue's sex. “Mmmmmm,” she moaned around his tongue as she came with her lover. Her body slid down the shaft, her pussy contracted, not letting the cock leave until it had emptied every drop of seed the alien had.

The two lovers remained attached, doing their best 'kiss' impression. They stayed in the hot-tub for an hour. Then Sue had them watching Zone-Flix, as she made real popcorn. Funtzel was drifting off, but Sue insisted he stay up. At one point she went to the bathroom area, and Funtzel checked the scores of Blurnsball.

“You wanna join me by the fire place boss man,” Sue called from behind. He turned and saw Susan Storm in red sex lingerie. You could see her nipples and that lovely set of pussy rings. He watched her walk over to the fire place and start the blue and purple flames.

“I don't got nothing in me Susie-Q!” He admitted.

Sue turned, “you gonna pass up the chance to fuck the Invisible Woman in the ass? You'd be the first alien I know.” She laughed. She turned giving him a view of her ass.

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

CLACK!

He strode over waddling while his hard cock waved back and forth. Sue got on all fours. There was a special hole over the ass, but not the pussy. The big orange alien was shaking his head watching Sue Storm's tight ass sway. “What gives Susie-Q?” He finally asked. “You only had to be here two weeks,” Funtzel pushed his cock down towards her rectum. “It's been months.”

“Honestly,” she spoke. Sue turned, her face blushing. “I think I'm in love with the boss.”

Funtzel nodded. “I love you too baby,”

The big Hippopotamus-crustacean alien shoved his alien cock into Susan Storm's ass.

They had passionate, slow, loving ANAL sex...as only two beings in love would do...

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BONUS......

BLUE AND RED....BANG YOUR DEAD.....(This is going to be VERY different)

Hey there, the names Red. I'm an assassin, sort of. I dress like Deadpool, but I am NOT him. I got tis. Great ones. And a nice ass if I do say so myself. Yeah, I'm a chick. Right now let me paint the picture.

Its a few years ago for YOU, but present for US. I know, hard to explain. Right now myself and my partner Blue (dresses like Deadpool...but not him...he's blue) are at an unknown secret base occupied by AIM below a New York City dock.

Right now I'm watching this big tittied red-head in a black top, super short red skirt, and black high heeled boots seduce that dumb fuck Ulysses Klaw, an agent of AIM. She's REALLY throwing herself at the shithead.

WAIT.....scratch that...I AM that big tittied red-head....sorry....drunk.

I picked this dumbass up at a bar. A little flashing of the legs, and some freckle covered boobs, and this shit-stain was telling me EVERY secret about AIM. Now here he was bringing me to the secret base beneath the docks. As I walked down the alley with him, I got slightly nervous. Not of this dumbshit, but that things wouldn't go perfect. They never do. We made it to the front entrance, and Klaw badged his way through. I got eyes on me from every small dicked AIM agent, as my ass swayed. I liked the attention, and it helped that I have a thing for villains.

We walk past most of the security, until we reached the large doors. I already knew what was behind them, but I let Klaw guide me anyways. He opened the door with a fingerprint, retinal scan, key-card AND a fucking passcode. TWO FUCKING PASSCODES. I wanted to see what AIM's newest 'thing' was. Klaw was under the impression I was HYDRA, which I am, just no in this universe or THIS time-line.

“VIRUS-X” He proudly exclaimed. Again, I knew that. Just needed to get the door open.

“Oh my god,” I clasp my hands as if he's the most AMAZING man in the world. I flash my eye-lids showing my green eyes. The eyes, the skirt, the freckles on my big tits. This guy doesn’t stand a chance. “I want to suck your cock,” I tell him, and watch his weird red face drop, almost as fast as I drop to my knees. It takes some time, as I got to take of these weird purple shorts he wears over his uniform, and then his red uniform pants (I mean, WHY the shorts?). Finally, I get the mad scientists little pink prick out. I can't explain to you right now why sucking the Klaw's dick is TREMENDOUSLY exciting for me, but we will get there soon. His dick is small, and he needs a shower, but I'm READY to go, my shit is MOIST....I know...people hate that word. But my pussy is spitting and leaking down my leg. No lie.

I put that prick in my mouth and suck hard. The villain is trembling, he LOVES it. Who doesn't. I hold his base and suck hard and fast. His cock, initially half hard, is now hard AF (as fuck...duh). I'm ready, and my hand goes under my skirt, my fingers start fucking my drenched pussy as I slide the cock in and out of my mouth.

FUCK IT!

I stand up and turn away, bending down in front of him. “JUST FUCK ME!” I didn't plan on this, but I want it. Need it. I want to fuck this villain. And he doesn't wait very long. I feel that dick slide into my dripping puss and moan. His hands are on my hips, and he begins just ramming me. No rhythm, no rhyme, no reason. Like most men. Luckily, I'm already on the edge, from the act itself.

Funny thing: during the briefing it was agreed I kiss him (maybe) and grip his dick a bit (maybe).

Now I'm banging my head against a metal wall while the fucking Klaw is fucking me. “I'M CUMMING!” I shout, my pussy flooding with my cum, as it pours out and down my leg. I hear it dropping off his dick. “KEEP FUCKING ME YOU STUD!” I shout. “CUM INSIDE ME!” I beg, and again, the idea of the KLAW cumming inside me has me going wild. You'll get it. “Ohhhhh,” I moan as I feel his cum flood my pussy.

“AHHHHHH!” He grunts, slamming into me one last time.

An alarm blares. Oh fuck....that's bad.

BLAM!

Suddenly red substance, not blood, but like weird light substance sprays on me. I look back and see a headless KLAW falling back, his cock coming out of my pussy as it sprays its last cum. I look over and see my partner, hand gun inches from where Klaw's head used to be.

I'm in disbelief. Number one, Klaw isn't really a solid being. Number two, we're from the future. This changes things. Big things. “Did you just kill that dude?” I ask Foolkiller...he’s the blue guy.

The villain throws me a bag. “He had it cumming. Ha...puns” He says. Not funny. “He sounded the alarm.”

I walk over and hit a button on the wall. The alarm stops. “You did numb-nuts. It's a sensor alarm. For this room only.” I open the bag. Inside is my outfit. I fling my top off and pull down my skirt. No panties. No bra. Never. Blue's watching me the whole time. But we're lovers, so its cool. I can see him staring at my tits, and the bugle in his suit is growing. Fuck it, I think, I'm gonna tease this bitch. I bend down at the waist to grab my suit, showing him a good amount of wet, cum dripping pussy. When I stand back up the dude's sporting a woody that you couldn't hide behind the Hulk.

Again..it's cool...we fuck. He got more right to see me nude than YOU (aka the reader).

I pull up my red pants, red top over my big tits, and then my red mask. Yes. I look like Deadpool. No I'm not him. I'm not even Lady Pool or whatever. Just RED. Get it.

Exposition time....

“Let's go over this again,” Blue says to me. “So we are here for Id the Selfish Moon. He wants the Virus-X or whatever,” He's confused again. As always. “Why not get it in the future.”

I sigh. Stupid men. “It doesn't exist in the future. Ben Grimm is going to destroy it REALLY soon.” There won't be anymore in 24 hours. I don't know why he sent us back in time, how he did it, or why I'm not dead here on Earth. But here we are. Semantics get you no where. “Id wants to destroy the Mondo Intergalactic mining colonies, and the Exto Clan. Funtzel LIKES that...BOOM...we're here. But we're not supposed to do anything WACKY to change the future.” I kick the dead Klaw and look at Blue. “Good job.”

We fill the bags with my clothes (I'm NOT losing that top and skirt) and the vials of the Virus. Just enough they might not notice some is gone. We need to slip out. The alarms didn’t alert people it seems.

“DEADPOOL!” Someone shouts.

Suddenly, stupid fucking AIM members appeared.

“LADY DEADPOOL!” The man in the stupid hazmat like suit tells me.

“NO!” I fucking hate being call that. I point my gun at his face. “We're the Foolkillers!

The man looks to his buddies. “What the hell is that?”

BLAM!

I send a bullet into his dumb brain. Stupid questions get stupid fucking answers. Suddenly its a gun fight. But these shitbags don't have the skill me and Blue do. I lay a bunch down with head shots, and Blue wastes the rest. Foolkillers. Killing fools.

We make out way back out to the dock, and walk up towards an alley that leads to a Manhattan street. I can't wait. I'm horny as fuck. Killing people gets me going. Guns get me going. Villains get me going. A slight BREEZE gets ME going. I bend down and unzip the back flap above my assshole. There isn't one above my pussy. I don't actually like pussy sex. It's for old married couples. I bend down, and tell the shithead to “FUCK MY ASS NOW!” I know this villainous killer got what I need, 8.5 inches of hard cock. Human cock, but I won't judge him. I hear him unzip his dick flap. Specially made suits, ya see. Then I feel it, the head, sliding in my unlubricated ass. I don't care. I want it rough. Love it that way. He spanks my firm ass.

“Best ass in any time-line.” He tells me and pushes his cock into my rear-end. I know, I'm a girl, why would I like anal sex more than in my pussy. I still enjoy a dick in my cunt boys and girls, I do. But have enough sex, you'll get there girls. Trust me.

Even though we've done it dozens of times, it always feels like the first. Hard and painful, just the way I like it.

That's when it happens. From the sky, the Fantasticar appears and lands on the dock directly behind us. About five feet from us. There they are.....the Fantastic Four. Or two of them. Mr. Fantastic (he chose it), and his wife the Invisible Woman (she's hot....I'd fuck her).

Mr. Fantastic is reading something on a computer. “This is where Ben was,” he checks it again.

Susan Storm sees me. I can't hide like her. There I am, dick in my ass, bent over in the alley about five feet from the Invisible Woman. I did they only thing I could. I lifted my gun. “What are you looking at.”

The heroine woman seemed scared. She didn't know her powers back then. Had NO idea. I know she's a push-over. “Go invisible and I'll pull the trigger. You won't be able to move fast enough.” She didn't know she could block my bullets. Or at least I HOPED. The stretchy one came around, or his head did, but I told him to stop. “Listen you stretchy little bitch. I got that wife of yours DEAD to rights. Move and she's dead.”

“Susan you can,” Reed was about to explain things.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU SCIENCE BITCH!” I shouted. It felt good. “What's gonna happen is my blue friend is gonna finish up, and we'll be on our way.” I felt Blue begin to fuck his cock into my ass again, laughing the whole time. He didn't last, guess he liked the irony of it all. He shot a huge load into my ass. And I felt it moving around, and it made me cum. “OHHHHH FUCK YEAAAH!” I mewled like a whore, maybe a little too much with the show. “DING!” I kept my face locked onto Sue's. “THE SHITTER'S FULL!”

That made Blue laugh.

He pulled out of my ass. My gun still trained on Sue's head. “Now we're going to go in our time-ship, and ya'll mothafuckers ain't EVER gonna see us again or FOLLOW us....go down to the AIM hideout and do your shit. UNDERSTAND!”

Sue Storm nodded. I could see her fear leaving. I walked over and she took a step back, my gun not far from her head. “Kiss the fucking GOBLIN!” I instructed her, and then I walk back, my gun trained on her, never leaving her face. We made our way around the corner and took off into Manhattan.

Our time sled wasn't too far away. We got inside and returned to our time in seconds flat. We dropped off the Vials of Virus-X with ego, and hopped into Funtzel's 'cool ship'. As I pulled off my outfit, getting nude, Blue was doing the same. The old balding assassin with the widow's peak was staring at my young ass. Why wouldn't he. He's old, and I'm young AF.

We didn't need to speak. He knows what I wanted, and I know what he's wanted. We put a bed in the “cool ship” for missions. I got my nude ass onto that bed ready to make it creak. The Foolkiller was behind me in time. I felt his cock go into my wet waiting snatch (see pussy sometimes).

“Did you really just point a gun at your past self?” Foolkiller asks me as he spanks my ass and pulls my red hair.

I laughed. “Yup.” Oh yeah. I'm also Sue Storm. But you FUCKING KNEW that didn't you. Hair dye. Duh. I had told Sue to 'kiss the goblin' because my first kiss was with a goblin (read the chapter dickheads). But suddenly, my memories changed. Well, they didn't, as I still remembered my past but somehow I was seeing hers. I turned to Foolkiller. “Oh shit....that wasn't me...that Sue...she went out with the goblin...and OH SHIT...SHE FUCKED HIM!” I saw it in my mind clear as day. It was odd. “OH SHIT SHE GOT PREGNANT!” I saw her stomach and her smiling with the goblin. “THEY HAVE LIKE TEN HALF-BREEDS AND LIVE ON A MOUNTAIN IN WEIRDWORLD!” I could see it all. That wasn't me. It's why I didn’t die (control collar and all).

“You sure fucked up that Sue's life.” Foolkiller stated while he plowed my sopping pussy.

“Ha...” I laughed. “Nah that bitch is REAL happy.”

She was.