Its Always Fresh in the Outback
Many jamming slams ago there were two ponies who made music, but not the same kind. One of the duo is Vinyl, an 3L1T3 WUB$-M@$T3R and the other is Octavia. Today was not like any other day. No, today these two ponies will learn the true meaning of mejik. Octavia woke up to a sunny day. Today she had a date with her best “friend” named Vinyl so she went to freshen up.
After she freshened up, Octavia when to put on her attire which consisted of long flowing robes that hugged her D-sized milk makers. Octavia then left home to go to the Outback Steakhouse that was renovated recently. The reason why she decided to go to the Outback Steakhouse was because of their fine selections of crêpes, onigiri, and bubble tea (I don't know what is served at Outback Steakhouse). She knew how Vinyl loved crêpes, onigiri, bubble tea so; what better place to take her than Outback Steakhouse.
As Octavia walked to the Outback Steakhouse she saw that the building looked like a miniature version the Kremlin. As she entered the building, she was greeted by a stout hispanic man.
“Hola senorita, welcome to the Outback Steakhouse. Do you have a reservation?” the colorful man said.
“As a matter of fact, I do.” Octavia responded.
“What name is it under?”
“Should be Octavia; party of two.”
“Ah, here it is. This way por favor.”
Octavia followed the fuckin man to her booth and took a seat.
“My name is Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria Juan Carlos De Los Parlotes De Amadeo Alberto Del Castillo Cabeza De Vaca José Maria De Las Mercedes Acosta, but you can just call me PEEGJCDLPDAADCCDVJMDLMA for short. I will be your server tonight. Would you like anything to drink?”
“Yes, I’ll have the lychee bubble tea.”
“Alright, I’ll be back with it in a minute.”
As PEEGJCDLPDAADCCDVJMDLMA moved, she could see a huge pair of ti- I mean Vinyl from across the room. Vinyl noticed, waved, and began walking over to Octavia. As vinyl was walking towards her Octavia took notice of her large carry-on. This made her vagina SOPPING FUCKING W- I mean moistened. Vinyl took a seat across from Octavia, her breasts jiggling slightly as sat. Vinyl had underdressed as usual, wearing nothing more than a tank top and some booty shorts. Octavia wasn’t too upset by it though, after all she wore it better than anyone else she could think of.
After half an hour, PEEGJCDLPDAADCCDVJMDLMA returned with their food, sausage and chicken crêpe for Vinyl and haggis for Octavia (please don’t make me explain).
“Woah, what’s that?” Vinyl inquired.
“It’s a Scottish (scrumpy belch) dish called haggis. Want to try some?”
“I sure do!”
Without hesitation, Vinyl leaped across the table with her fork, exposing her massive cleavage. At that moment, time froze as Octavia got the perfect view for Vinyl’s beautiful boobs and Octavia could’ve sworn she felt a stream of blood fall from her nose. Time resumed again and Vinyl took ate her bite of the haggis.
“Well?” Octavia asked.
“It tastes like soggy socks.” Vinyl answered.
Octavia giggled. “It’s an acquired taste, I didn’t like it much the first time I had it either.”
The rest of the night was fairly uneventful, but Octavia was certain of one thing. She was gonna tap that ass before the day was ogre.
Octavia soon found herself inside Vinyl’s inn
“Would you like something to drink ‘Tavi?”
“Water, thanks.”
Vinyl went back to the kitchen for a good 5 minutes. She came back with a glass of “water” and a glass of scotch for herself. Vinyl watched Octavia take her first sips of the beverage with extreme intent, so much so that it unsettled her. Quickly after the drink, Octavia began to feel dizzy. As her vision began to fade, she could see Vinyl slowly begin to approach her.
Dazed, she woke up to darkness. She tried to move, but her hands were bound above her head. She began to panic. Her breath began to grow rapid and heavy. What the fuck was going on?
After an unknown amount of time, a light appeared with the silhouette of a woman. The figure began to move toward her with a whip-do (basically a whip with a penis head on the end)
“Who are you?!” Octavia cried.
The figure responded with a flick of the wrist. The rope part of the whip-do™ wrapped around Octavia’s neck while the dick part lodged itself in her mouth.
“Mmrf mrf mrf mrmrf?” Octavia tried to speak through the schlong. The figure tightened the whip-do around her neck. Octavia began to choke, her face turning paler by the second. But just before Octavia lost consciousness, the figure removed the whip-do™ from her mouth.
“Silence scum. Only speak when spoken to.”
A sudden flash of terror surged through Octavia’s mind. She recognized that voice. She didn’t want to believe it, but who else could it have been?
Kinky Pie materialized out of the concrete.
“‘Yo VINYL YOU WANT THIS BITCH TO BE APART OF THE ‘party’” said Kinky Pie
“Why the fuck not.” said Vinyl. And so, after that was said they both obtained whip-do’s™ and then started to FUCK the shit out of each other with said whip-do’s™. Octavia stared at this in mild horror and curiosity getting wetter in her loans by the moment. Vinyl and Kinky Pie took notice of their squirming sex slave that was having a waterfall of vaginal fluids. Seeing this, Kinky Pie ask Vinyl “Y0 do you still remember that one spell”
“Damn straight home slice.” Vinyl replied. So Vinyl did the magical magic thing with the magic to give the girls except octavia dickz. Octavia was getting hella aroused from the sight of this shit like holy fuck she was getting such a girl boner right now you don't even know, you don’t even FUCKING KNOW HOW GOD DAMN WET SHE IS RIGHT NOW AT THIS VERY MOMENT JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. Octavia was so wet in her nether (Ronald) Reagan that it started to pool beneath her.
Kinky Pinky moved into mounting position along with the god damn DJ pony. Octavia shivered in anticipation at the felling of the two futa dicks near her loading bays. Slowly and tentatively both ponies INSERTED THEMSELVES inside her and she GASPED in pleasure. Octavia could feel the throbbing members inside of her quartet. While on the other hand the motherfuckers named Pinky Kinky and DJ I-forgot-her-name-already were amazed at the tight sensation of Octavia’s tight pussy and anus. Thus both ponies sped up the thrustin’™ trying to reach both of there climax and Octavia could feel it all of it. Octavia tried so hard and got so far, but in the end, it doesn’t even matter because she didn't climax but they did and oh boy it was everywhere. The seminal fluid was so much that they had to pull out and it flew allllllllll over Octavia's back and hair and all that shit and then it even hit the goddamn ceiling then they all fell asleep for the day and it was ogre. for now
