Showdown at Star*ucks: Caffeine Slut vs. Tea-Bag Girl (closed)

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Dear Diary,

My name is XXXXX and I have fallen in love with a beautiful transfer student with huge American breasts. She has amazing superpowers, and calls herself "Caffeine Slut". I want to give her all she desires, everything she needs, particularly forced orgasms, just like in my big brother's special videos, the one he hides under the bed with my stolen panties.

But I am too shy! I cannot face her and tell her of my love. What if she rejected me? I couldn't bear that! So I must show her my love, by adopting the supervillain name, "Tea Bag Girl" and using my father's army of robots disguised as coffee machines to fuck her beautiful brains out as she's pinned to a coffee table. Wish me luck, diary.

Signed,


XXXXX

 

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abby stood behind the counter her long chestnut hair braided and falling down her back. she handed her customer his coffee and change before moving on to the last customer of the night. she had been on her feet all day and while she was dead tired she still had to do the clean up and the daily close before she could lock up and go home for the night.

she smiled thinking of the new name tag she wore on her uniform today. her co workers had ordered it for her. it read caffiene slit on it. it was the running joke amoungst them becuase she would flirt with every man and women that came through the door and never seemed to run out of energy. she was constantly moving and filling orders. but her filrting doubled the tips that they split up each night and no one was complaining about that.

the young woman standing infront of her seemed to be anxouise .....perhaps she had already had to much coffee. she looked to be ready to jump out of her skin at any moment. smiling her best smile abby looked at her customer.
" what can i get for you darlin.."

 

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XXXXX shook with trepidation. Caffeine Slut was actually talking to her! Well, she *was* just asking for her order, and this wasn't the only time, and the young Japanese girl with the flat chest could barely speak. Slut's beautiful brown hair... her magnificent American bosom... her delicious oral lips... it was all too much for the little yes-she's-over-18 year-old girl, whose mouth pouted and lip quivered...

*flashback*

"Daddy..."
"Yes, my daughter?"
"There's... someone I like..."
"Oh! How wonderfully sweet!"
"But... it's a girl."
"Oh! Even better. Then I won't have to use this wire hanger!"
"But... it's an American girl."
"Oh! Even better. Then I won't have to use zip-a-tone to color in her hair style because they're all blonde."
"But... how do I tell her I love her?"
"Simple. Remember this simple phrase. 'Rape: It's like saying hello in Japan!'"

*flashback ends*

XXXXX gulped. What if Caffeine Slut doesn't love me? The nubile Japanese girl had no recourse. "I love you!" she confessed. "And I'm sorry!" she cried. She pressed the red remote button, activating the transforming espresso machines transforming into semi-merchandisable rape machines OF DOOM!!!


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surprised by the girls outburst she was to stuned to say anything. when coffee machines began to groan and move she jumped back" what the hell is going on here" she yelled to the girl as she steped back and then decicing being traped behind the counter wasn't the best of idea's .

as she she started to jump over the counter she felt hard metal curcle her ankles. and she fell hard onto the counter top. " what are you doing." she yelled as she looked from teh machines to the young woman on the other side of the counter.

kicking her feet trying to get loose she could feel her heart pounding in her ears. panic was taking over as she felt another set of cold metal hands grab her wrists and pull her down so that she was laying on her back on the counter top. still she fuaght trying to gain her freedom." don't do this.. oh god please" she cryed out as she turned to look at the girl again.

 

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"Oh, god, she hates me! Hates me," XXXXX cried, tears welling up on her face. She hid her face behind the crisp white sleeve of her school uniform, as she reflexibly clutched the remote tighter. The clanking of machines had begun, and the young Japanese girl could only cry that this was the only way she could show her love.

One of the bots pinned Abby's legs. It emitted steam and spewed a froth of cream and cocoa, hand-picked from the world's finest cocoa fields. Its clamps dug hungrilly into Abby's ankle. Its twin nozzles crept up her slitty -- slutty -- legs, drooling a slime of delicious cream on her pristine legs. The other bot held fast Abby's arms, and began an odd churning and mixing sounds. As its plastic faceplate seemed to look down at the captive woman, a distinct large nozzle emerged from its insides to decend upon Abby's lips. It dripped of the coffee of the week. Quite tasty, actually.

Admittedly, the young Japanese girl who was nonetheless 18 or over began to tremble, not of fear, but arousal. Her hand holding the remote slipped under her skirt, as she saw the travesty before her develop.

OOC: Mmmm... feel free to use the robots as NPCs on Abby...


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feeling the creamy froth falling in a slipery line up her legs and under her skirt she wished to god she had worn ehr panty's this morning. when she felt one of the large nozels pressing against the delicate folds of her nether lips abby looked to the girl her eyes gone wide the looks she gaver her one of fear as she realized what was about to happen to her. when the second nozel pressed against the tiny whole of her anus she opened her mouth shreaking knowing that she was about to be entered in both her tight holes. her body arched trying to get away from the nozels.

the long tube place above her mouth sliped between her lips and teeth as she cryed out. forcing it's way deep into her throat.
tears sliping down her cheek she never took her eyes off of the small woman standing next to her with the remote in her hand. silently pleading with her not to let this happen.

 

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XXXXX felt a horrid wave of fear to the mechanical things she had unleashed upon poor Abby. She clutched the little remote, but could not help but feel a tingling sensation taking over her body from the captive woman before her. Light creams and translucent syrups were coating the young maiden, and the little Japanese girl herself was feeling her own wetness taking over her body. She simply stared at the young maiden, and lowered the remote down her body, slipping it under her skirt, into her panties. Therein, she touched it, activating its motion capabilities, and it buzzed and vibrated within her panties, making her bite her lower lip, trying to contain the lusts and desires unleashed by the carnal sight before her. She slowly, carefully, crept up to the woman prone on the counter. "Dear Caffeine Slut... Caffeine Slut..." she murmured. The machines ignored her, as her hand became coated with sweet non-dairly liquids on Abby's prone body. The first continued thrusting, pumping its steel hard nozzles into Abby's body. One was a long thick tube, pressing into her pussy lips, stretching and pressing against her swollen vaginal walls. The other nozzle was thinner, longer, slowly probing and inserting farther into her ass. The machine inserting the tube into Abby's mouth thrust further, almost gagging the young maiden. All were spewing creams and other liquids onto her prone naked body. The young Japanese girl was entranced in horror as she saw Abby's milky breasts through her shirt, wet from the machine's spewing liquids. Her hand began to massage Abby's bosom, rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples. The young Japanese girl began to cry, tears welling in her eyes and a happy smile on her lips. "This will be so wonderful, Caffeine Slut. So wonderful..."


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