This choice: The two idiots accidentally triggered a security feature on the computer. • Go Back...Chapter #3Janus Salas gives crappy advice by: RoyalJelly   "Candi, the computer looks like it couldn't even run Windows XP. It's not gonna have any porn on it," said Bruce
"I mean, they had porn back in the 2000s."
"Okay, but not good porn," said Bruce. "If the old man's dead, we should probably destroy this thing. It was like, his dying wish or something." Candi pouted.
"Awwww, you mean we can't even try to use it?" she asked. "We could at least try a command. Maybe make my titties bigger?" Bruce inhaled deeply as he flexed his atrophied ability to resist temptation.
"No," he said, "We haven't read his will yet. If we use it, there might be a stip--a stipu"
"A stipulation?" asked Candi, slowly sucking her finger into her mouth. Bruce paused. He didn't know she could say words longer than--wait. No. Focus.
"No, Candi, we need to destroy this thing."
"Aww, you're boring!"
"You can crush it with your tits."
Bruce let the suggestion hang in the air. Candi loved a few things in life. Money. Bruce. Sucking dick. Getting eaten out. Sex in general. Smothering Bruce with her various jiggly bits. But she really loved crushing things with her breasts. Bruce had to ban Candi from drinking from cans or bottles except on special occasions. She got...honestly kinda scary.
"Yaay!" Candi drew herself up to her full height, and leaned forward. Her enormous bustline descended onto the computer, its medicine-ball bulk crushing the keyboard. She giggled. "I think I can hear it cracking!" she said. Bruce could hear it too; the hinges of the computer began to snap. "It feels so good under me! I just want--nggf!" She had a hand wedged into her skintight bottoms, furiously rubbing at her soaking crotch. "I just wanna crush everything--oh god!" She bucked forward, smashing her breasts into the computer. It shattered with a thousand little cracking noises.
"Candi, I think it's done," said Bruce. "I think you--" Candi leaned back and slammed her tits into the computer. Her hand was starting to thrust in and out of her, moving at a pace rivaling a reciprocating saw.
"Not! Done! Yet! Candi! Want! Smash!"
"Uh, Candi, that computer looks like it's a powder right now." No avail. Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth, and she was starting to hyperventilate.
"I'm a titty goddess! I want to smush the world between these! I want you to pump these up to the size of the sun and then I wanna--"
The power went out. The world was plunged into darkness for an instant, before a sourceless red light tinged the room.
"crush the world--" said Candi "--wait what." A hush fell over the room.
"What..." said Bruce, "What's happening?"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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