The continuing story of an imposible love...

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Welcome Gays:

I just don't agree with finishing this story just like that. I find it kind of fun. Let's just see how far we can go...

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The story goes...

Yesterday night, Bucles was in a dark street looking for a whore to release her from evil because he experienced a strong necessity to fornicate (maybe he thought he had a holly dick since his last visit to norberto), but what a surprise when he discovered that it was not a whore!!! It was Don palabritas being about using HIS jarocha for the first time!!

But when Bucles saw that body laying on that glamorous bed, he realized his sexual preference was about to change... forever...

Bucles was unable to take his eyes apart from the, for him, celestial image laying on the bed, wrapped in red silk. Don Palabritas, showing his (or her) best sexual smile, looked at Bucles. It looked like he (or she) was about to say in a very sweet voice: "look... I'm a virgin..." you can punish me, I will be your little whore, do not care about ...any of my holes. Those words exactly, made the boy with curly hair to remember his old passion, and he started to puke all over the place, giving the newly she-male an unforgettable pleasure. It looked like being covered by stomach acids was all she was created for.

Don Palabritas didn't move a bit. He-she, or She-he knew that all that mess was a prelude of a big night. That was a normal reaction of Bucles. He always did that when he felt real impressed by something. Bucles ran to the bathroom. Then, Don Palabritas pushed a button. Two mini-androids came out of the closet and started to clean the place. These mini-androids were a present that Goncen, the most popular inventor of the time, had given to Don Palabritas.

When Bucles came out of the bathroom, there were a great variety of flowers all over the place. Delicious essences of rare perfumes were floating in the atmosphere, and then... archers. Thousands of them. Out of no where, appearing all over the porch, doorway and house. They start shooting bows at Bucles and Miss Palabras, and he carry her to safety outside. But he was wrong. Ninjas. Thousands of them. They start shooting their stars at them. One hit her right in her brand new cunt, and he had to pull it out of her. She was in pain. Bucles was still carrying her out to safety. He screamed for help but no one was outside. He didn't know what to do.

Bucles quickly ran into a sewer that had an open lid. He and her were both wet. He ran all the way in the end, then ninja mutant ninja turtles. Only four of them. They were actually nice, gave them some pizza, and soon enough they killed all of the enemies.

So then Bucles came back home, exhausted and tired as hell. But he can say that was the greatest night of his life.
Fortunately, he was not hurt. A little smile crossed his face, and he threw himself on his bed to relax and rest of all that amazing situation he had been through.

Meanwhile, in the underworld, the mutant ninja turtles were taking care of Mss. Palabritas, who, in spite of her wounds, was showing a big big smile, as if her heart were completely full of joy. The reason? She was not very sure of Bucles's feelings about her before, but now she knew for sure that he loved her. He had fought bravely to save her from the fury of the archers that the cruel Pambis had sent. He didn't escape alone to survive the attack. On the contrary, he risked his life carrying her all the way to the miraculous sewer and trusted her on the hands of the turtles because he knew they were good guys and they would cure her completely.

In the middle of the cool night, while Bucles was sleeping, a wonderful image was emerging out of the sewer, full of light. The big moustache dropping pulque had dissapeared. In its place, a beatiful brown silky skin semi covered by a long black straight hair falling gracefully on her back.

The Goddess of the Pulque was walking on earth again...