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Little Mouse In Big Egypt

It was a scorching hot, dry summer day in a remote Egyptian desert. So hot, in fact, that anyone without water or some other cold liquid could go parched after just ten minutes. The only signs of life nearby were a herd of camels, a lone asp slithering between the dunes, and one other thing. Something rather unusual for this environment. A pint-sized biplane zipped and rolled above the sand like something urgent was going on. In the cockpit sat Gadget Hackwrench, a beautiful, young, cream-colored female mouse with a pink nose and long strawberry blonde hair, donning lavender mechanic’s coveralls and purple goggles. This inventor-cum-pilot, a member of an elite squad known as the Rescue Rangers, tugged the plane’s control stick with all her might as her fellow squad mate, a green fly in a red shirt named Zipper, sat in the cockpit’s rear seat and held on tight.

“Gadget! What’s our ETA?!” he asked in his nasally voice.

“Says we’ll be there in about two minutes and forty-five seconds,” said Gadget as she scanned a GPS device in the cockpit. A flashing beacon appeared on the far right of the screen. “Looks like we need to yaw right eighty degrees to CAP 290, toward our destination! We can’t let our buddies stay trapped in that temple forever!”

Gadget yawed the plane to the right and eased the throttle slightly. Two minutes later, when she and Zipper approached their destination, they saw nothing but the same arid desert landscape around them. The plane landed safely on a large flat sandbar.

“Um…you sure this is the right place?” asked Zipper as he unstrapped his harness.

“Not to worry, Zipper,” replied Gadget as she shut the engine off and unstrapped her harness as well. “Chip, Dale, and Monty should be relieved in the next twenty minutes.”

“If you say so,” said Zipper.

The two of them hopped out of the plane onto the sand. Gadget started trekking along the nearest sand dune as Zipper flew behind her. She took out a walkie-talkie and turned it on.

“Rescue Rangers, this is Gadget,” she said into the speaker. “We’ve just landed at the given coordinates.”

“Chip here,” said a high-pitched voice through the speaker. “We’re underground in a dark cell.”

“Underground?” wondered Gadget. “Zipper and I only see sand dunes.”

Suddenly, there was a deep rumbling movement below them. “The temple is rising!” yelled Chip. “TAKE COVER!”

Gadget and Zipper had just enough time to dive out of the way as the sand dune collapsed and a golden pyramid rose up from underground. When the entire temple reached the surface and came to a complete stop, the duo proceeded to make their way towards the entrance. Unfortunately, two stoic human sentries were patrolling the front doorway.

“How are we gonna get past these guards, Zipper?” asked Gadget.

“I have just the device,” said Zipper, taking out a small bullhorn. “A little distraction will come in handy.”

“But Zipper, you can’t just sit there and—”

“You two!” bellowed Zipper through the bullhorn in a deep Egyptian-accented voice much unlike his own. “Get your lazy fezzes over to the eastern court and guard that door! And don’t take your time!”

“Affirmative,” said one guard through his earpiece. The mouse girl and her fly buddy ensured both guards were out of sight before proceeding towards the door. Once they were inside, they raced down two flights of stairs and crept down twisty hallways. Gadget reached for her walkie-talkie again.

“Commencing infiltration,” she said into it. “Which way is your cell?”

“Three floors below the entrance,” said another voice, similar to Chip’s but slightly lower. “This place is crawling with guards.”

“WHAT?!” gasped Gadget. “Dale, why didn’t you tell me beforehand?”

“But I couldn’t find my own walkie-talkie until recently,” said Dale.

“C’mon, you’re just making up wild stories. Golly, this place is—”

“Shhh! Shhh!” shushed Zipper. “Sentries at three o’clock!”

“Hang tight, fellas,” said Gadget as she switched off her walkie-talkie. Around the corner to the right, there were indeed three guards ahead. Two of them were conversing outside one of the doorways, and the third was patrolling two rooms opposite each other.

“It’s only a matter of time for those Rescue Ranger infidels,” said one guard to his partner.

“Time?” chuckled the other. “That’s an understatement. They’ll be locked up for eternity!”

Gadget pondered for a moment as she eavesdropped on the guards. “There must be some other method of distraction we should execute.”

“Not the bullhorn?” asked Zipper.

“Nah, it won’t be loud enough to reach the far end of this corridor.”

“Hey, maybe this rock will do,” said Zipper as he made his way to a lone rock propped up against the wall. However, when he attempted to lift it up, it wouldn’t budge.

“It’s too heavy for me!” he grunted.

“Don’t hurt yourself Zipper, I have a solution!” said Gadget as she pulled out a slingshot. “This slingshot will propel the rock across the corridor in no time.”

“Are you sure…?”

“Trust me, buddy.”

After the duo positioned the rock onto the slingshot, Gadget pulled the band back as far as it could go. Upon releasing it, the rock zoomed across the corridor and hit the far wall with a sharp crack! Startled, the sentries abandoned their posts and began to investigate the source of the sound, giving Gadget and Zipper ample time to continue through another doorway and down another flight of stairs.

“Almost there!” said Gadget as she winked.

“Uh, you’re disrupting my concentration here,” replied Zipper. “I have a bad feeling about this.”

“This next hallway seems to be clear. No voices, no footsteps. Look on the bright side!”

“In that case, we should proceed with no difficulty.”

The duo zoomed down the hallway as Gadget once again took out her walkie-talkie. “Come in, Chip and Dale! We should be drawing n—”

Suddenly a mysterious, hard object of sorts hit the mouse girl in the head, knocking her unconscious. Zipper was beside himself.

“GADGET!!” he cried. “Gadget, come on, get up, get up! Are you okay?!”

“Enough, infidel!” snarled a sentry as he and his partner aimed the blades of their spears towards the fly. “You and your helpless little rodent friend were foolish enough to not notice us from the third perpendicular doorway, weren’t you?”

“I—I—” stammered Zipper.

“Stow him away!” the sentry told his partner who snatched Zipper in a little box. “They’ll never know what lies ahead for them.”

One hour later, Gadget woke up to find herself in a spacious glass case in the middle of what appeared to be a dimly lit dungeon. Fortunately, she wasn’t bound and gagged like a typical damsel in distress. Looking to her right, she noticed Chip, Dale, and their heavyset, mustachioed Australian mouse teammate Monterey Jack locked in a small jail cell. Zipper had broken free from the box he was inside, and was now flying madly around the glass case once he noticed Gadget waking up.

“We have to get you guys out of here, one way or another!” said Zipper. “We just don’t know how!”

“Take a chill pill Zipper, we’re just as worried as you are,” said Chip.

“Hello?!” cried Gadget through a small hole in the case. “Rescue Rangers, can you hear me?”

“As clear as day, Gadget!” replied Chip.

“Look at all the holes on that glass container!” said Dale. “So many of them!”

“Was that necessary?” asked Chip, mildly annoyed.

“Well, there are.”

“Now if only there were a key to get out of here,” thought Gadget out loud as she searched the perimeter of the case. “Two keys to be exact.”

“Well, Gadget luv,” said Monterey Jack, “maybe that statue has them?”

Gadget turned around and gasped upon the sight of a large statue of a muscular, slightly heavyset Anubian jackal in a headdress, tunic, and boots, with a stoic expression on his face. In one hand he clenched two skeleton keys, and his eyes were closed. The mouse girl climbed up toward the statue’s fist and pulled with all her might in an attempt to retrieve both keys, but to no avail. The statue’s eyes flashed open in a split second as he suddenly spoke.

“Who dares to remove these keys from my mighty fist, puny rodent woman?” he asked in a deep voice.

“A-Anubis!” exclaimed Gadget in a state of shock.

“Not quite, I am his second cousin Ahmed. Unlike him, I don’t carry a scepter. If you desire to have access to the keys to get you and your little companions out of here, you’ll have to do exactly as I say.”

“There’s no way you can—ohhhhhh!” Gadget looked down and realized Ahmed’s mighty finger was stroking her crotch area on her coveralls.

“Crikey, he’s tryin’ to seduce her!” said Monterey Jack.

“N-n-not in a g-good way,” stuttered Dale.

“Wish it were only with cheese though. Cheeeeeese…”

“Focus, Monty!” yelled Gadget as she was still being fingered over her coveralls.

Ahmed picked up the little mouse and began stripping her nude, exposing her breasts, bottom, and vagina before dropping her clothes on the floor next to him. “Oh, is something the matter?” he asked mockingly. “Were you never expecting to be in the presence of a mighty god like myself?”

“Why on Earth am I naked?” asked Gadget.

“This will definitely answer your question, puny rodent,” said Ahmed as he lifted his tunic, revealing his circumcised penis, dark brown like his body. Gadget trembled, fearing what was about to happen. The jackal lowered her toward his crotch then felt something penetrate her butthole.

“Oh golly, don’t tell me you’re gonna stick that penis inside my butt!” cried Gadget.

“Which do you want, your fellow Rescue Rangers or eternal servitude?” asked Ahmed.

Gadget sighed. “Fine, let’s just get this over with.”

With that, Ahmed jammed the head of his penis right up Gadget’s anus and thrusted back and forth, defying physics. The mouse girl moaned and groaned in pain and pleasure, experiencing the first time doing something sexual with someone not her own size. Both of their breathing became hot and heavy.

“That’s right, little mousie!” said Ahmed.

“Your cum’s gonna flood my insides, I assume,” replied Gadget, rolling her eyes.

“I-I-I-I-I don’t want her to suffer any more than this!” said Zipper, his heart pounding immensely. Just then, the Rescue Rangers heard a loud BANG! coming from the torch-lit corridor off to the side of the dungeon. Everyone except Ahmed was startled.

“What in the blazes was that?” asked Chip.

“N’worries mate,” replied Monterey Jack. “Can’t be much worse than the behemoth thrusting poor Gadget luv.”

As the sound of footsteps in the far distance echoed down the corridor, Ahmed humped more wildly into Gadget’s butt while the latter moaned louder.

“Take it all, Hackwrench!” boomed Ahmed. “FEEL MY SEEEEEEED!!”

“Yeah, YEAH, JUST DO IT ALREADY!” yelled Gadget in pure pleasure as Ahmed’s warm semen splashed up her butthole. Both she and Ahmed were panting heavily as they squirted their juices. Three figures entered the dungeon—two guards, plus a slender jackal man with golden eye markings, holding a scepter and wearing a suit and tie and dress shoes.

“Anubis!” said Ahmed. “I told you not to interrupt me while that vault door was closed!”

“Bad timing, cousin,” said Anubis, narrowing his eyes and aiming his scepter at Ahmed. “By that, I mean bad timing for you. What made you even think of pestering these Rescue Rangers when they did absolutely nothing to do you any harm?”

“But I—”

Anubis jutted his scepter toward the glass case, making it disappear and freeing Gadget. “Excuses, excuses. Drop those keys, Ahmed.”

Ahmed did as his cousin told him, then a portal appeared, sucking him into it for eternity. The portal disappeared as soon as Anubis lowered his scepter.

“Oh, Anubis, you’re a hero!” cried Gadget happily. “I can’t thank you enough!”

“You’re quite welcome, Miss Hackwrench.” Anubis handed the mouse her clothes so she could get dressed, then used one of the keys to unlock the cell and free the Rescue Rangers. Everyone cheered as they gathered into one group hug, with Anubis kneeling to their level and wrapping his gentle hands around them.

“We’re free, we’re finally free!” said Chip and Dale in unison.

“I thought we were gonna stay in this monstrosity of a temple forever!” added Monterey Jack.

“Allow me, Rescue Rangers,” said Anubis as he stood back up and tapped the handle of his scepter into the floor twice. Everyone was teleported into the bright Egyptian desert and almost immediately shielded their eyes from the intense sunlight.

“Shoulda brought my Maui Jims,” said Zipper.

“Heh, no kidding, Zipper,” replied Gadget. “We’ve got a new mission in our hands, this time in downtown Cairo to stop jewel thieves. You coming with us, Anubis?”

“I’m on it!” said Anubis as he mounted a dirt bike and started it up. At the same time, the Rescue Rangers got into Gadget’s plane and flew off into the horizon, with Anubis taking off alongside them, eager to save the day.

The End