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No. 93092
>>91097 a little story-
Chris was exploring the sea with his sperm whale suit, while martin explored with his squid power suit. Both loved their suits, and interestingly, martin had a plan up his sleeve. ‘Boy! Today is going to be awesome!’ He thought. After Nearly two hours exploring, martin and chris got bored, that’s when martin waned to carry out his plan. “hey chris, wanna have some fun?” he asked “yeah bro, sure it’s getting boring.” Chris said. Arriving at the Tortuga, they figured out no one was home, aviva went to buy tools, koki went to get a better wifi, and jimmy, of course pizza. “so, what do you mean by fun?” chris asked. with a mischevious glare and a naughty smirk, martin said “you know what…” “oh no no no no martin, ohh no not THAT!” chris said, backing away “oh yeah baby, were gonna LOVE this…” martin said, moving towards chris. Chris, in his whale power suit, tried to get away, but martin caught him with his eight arms. “but im in my whale power suit, you can never try on me in this suit!” Chris said “that’s easy” martin said, pushing the activation button, causing him to come back to human form. 0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0oo00oo00o0o0oo0o0o Chris tried to say something, but it came out as bubbles. Martin carried him to the surface and sat on the gate of the Tortuga. Chris coughed the water out. “m-martin n-no, we-were bros!” chris said, coughing. “so what?” martin asked “no-nothing” chris said, he knew this would make it worse. “So, let the fun begin….” Chris swallowed hard, his nightmare was going to come true. Although most people like it, chris HATED it, HATED! He just could not bear the pain, and martin LOVED torturing him. He started by allowing his suckers suck at chris’ neck, some-what tickle him, to all the way down on that smooth fabric. Chris closed his eyes…and waited. The tentacles slowly licked chris’ ears as the suckers moved down. Chris found himself moaning, and arcing his back. His mind raced. One sucker stopped right on his nipple, licking and biting, whatever martin got. Martin enjoyed this. He moved all the way down to licking his feet under the fabric. “m-martin stop this! Y-you know how I ha-hate this” chris pleaded, but martin’s only reaction was doing that harder. “enough! Stop struggling! You know I have got eight arms, you can never escape bro! now done on the fabric, lets do inside it” martin said. Chris just tensed up more. Martin slowly let one of his tentacle up chris’ shirt, while four others held chris in place by the limbs. Chris hardened up more. After embracing for another five minutes, he unzipped chris’ pants, causing chris to flinch back. “martin! Stop it PLEASE!” chris continued, which only triggered martin. He stroked faster and faster, with chris moaning and grunting. Ohh how he loved the sounds chris made. Finally, what chris dreaded-was to come. “now its ass time bro, get ready to taste my meat!” Chris’ eyes sunk in fear. He sweated, squiggled and squirmed to get away from martin. This only made martin angrier. He prayed to god that martin would leave him. He was scared of martin, yes he was. “its showtime!” martin yelled as he forced a HUGE tentacle up chris’ ass. Chris screamed because of the unbearable pain. He pleaded more “martin stop this, im your brother! Martin? MARTIN!” he said as he hyperventilated. “Just a little more…” martin said as he pushed down further way, then pulled the whole tentacle out, and repeated it faster and faster until chris was so exhausted he could not walk. “m-martin stop it. Martin please, I beg you martin, spare my life” chris begged, making martin furious. “I planned it to end now…but I have another thing up, THREE AT A TIME!” he said….making chris whimper in fear. As martin pulled the two in and out, with another at chris’ mouth, making him unable to scream. At last when he felt satisfied, he let go of chris, who was barely conscious, naked and hyperventilating. He had a sore throat and a fever. Martin still fondling with him. “m-martin…i…i…bro…don’t do it again…PLEASE!” chris said, just a last hope for him. “in fact, this is the schedule every week.” Martin said with a smirk “nooo!” was all chris managed to say, before fainting……..
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