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", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Next chapter shall be a flash back. ", "writing": "“It’s dusk! Let’s head on out and find Leo!” Raphael ordered his brothers as he waited at the center of the room, ready to head out. Michelangelo was still resting on the couch while Donatello and Splinter were still in their room. At his callout, Donatello emerged from his room placing his bo on his back and his bag of devices on him while Splinter exited his room to see them off, his gray fur bristling.\n\n“Ready when you are,” Donatello replied as Michelangelo got up as well.\n\n“Yeah, Raph. I’m ready to goooo,” Michelangelo breathed out as he hold on to the couch. “I think.”\n\n“How’s your knee?” Donatello asked, worried.\n\n“It… doesn’t feel so good,” he admitted.\n\n“Then you’re not going,” Splinter ordered as he walked on down to him.\n\n“What? But, Sensei-”\n\n“No. I’ve already lost one son. I will not lose another,” he told him, making him flinch. “A ninja must know their physical capabilities and how far they can go. Your knee is still injured and will hinder you. It’s best to just let Donatello and Raphael go out to look for Leonardo on their own.”\n\n“Ugh, dammit,” he muttered as he took a seat on the couch’s armrest.\n\n“Well, before I go, let me look at the back of your knee again,” Donatello said as he went on over to him with Splinter nearing him as well. Michelangelo raised his leg for him and Donatello removed the icepack to see that it was starting to swell. “Yeah, it’s swelling. I’ll have to keep watch of it to make sure it isn’t serious,” he told him.\n\n“How bad can it be?” his little brother asked.\n\n“Could be something simple, like a sprain or a fracture, or it could be, in the worst case, a Baker’s cyst. I’ll have to keep watch over it, like I said,” he told him.\n\n“I’ll tend to him while you are out,” Splinter told him. “Please, be more careful while you search for Leonardo.”\n\n“We will, sensei,” Raphael told him. “Get well soon, Mike.”\n\n“I will. It’s nothing serious, I bet. Probably just a sprain, like Donnie said,” Mike tried to comfort him.\n\n“It better,” he said with a crack of his knuckles. “Alright, let’s go,” he said as he head on out.\n\n“Right, I’ll see if we can head in early. See you, Mikey,” Donatello said as he head on out, leaving the two behind.\n\n“Well, guess I’ll go make us some tea,” Michelangelo said as he attempted to get up only for Splinter to keep him down using his walking stick.\n\n“No, you will not. The last thing you need to do is walk. I shall fix it and we shall talk,” he said as he walked into the kitchen. Michelangelo groaned before getting off the armrest and onto the seats and relaxed in it as he flipped through the channels. After several minutes, Splinter returned with a tray holding a teapot and two teacups with a saucer for each and placed it on the table in front of the couch. He poured the green tea into the two cups, smoke coming out in small amounts, and gave one to Michelangelo, who took it gladly, and kept one to himself and took a seat next to him as Michelangelo kept it on a cooking channel. They both took a sip and enjoyed it.\n\n“Oh, yeah. That’s good. Made it just right, sensei,” Michelangelo praised him.\n\n“It’s because you find those fresh leaves,” Splinter told him. “If you didn’t find those, they would be very bitter.”\n\n“Bought them through online retailers. It’s for the best since, since they won’t notice that a giant turtle is buying them. Imagine if they did, though,” he chuckled.\n\n“That would be troublesome,” Splinter agreed with a small smile as they watched the show together.\n\nXXX\n\n“Hmm,” Leonardo moaned as another foot member cummed right into his mouth, coating the inside of it. He had been busy since morning and now, he’s cleaned everything but the floor of the room he was in. He might’ve already got done if he hadn’t been requested for sexual activities, having been penetrated in the ass five times and had cum in his mouth seven times, this being the seventh one or if he actually got someone else to help him. He was more than happy to satisfy their desires.\n\nAfter the Foot removed himself from Leonardo and left the room, he savored the taste of the cum in his mouth before walking over to the auto-cleaner. He stepped on up and a tentacle came out and inserted itself into his mouth to clean it before pulling out and cleaning around his lips. After a couple of minutes, he was clean and went back to work, grabbing the bucket and brush and proceeded to scrub the floors on his knees with his two watchers on overwatch. Tanaka was observing him throughout the whole process, talking to Shredder over a headset every now and then, while Trevor read a large paperback book, looking up every now and then to make sure the maid was doing its job.\n\nEvery a few more minutes, Leonardo had finished his job and addressed them. “Right, all done,” he told them as he stood up.\n\n“Good,” Tanaka said as Trevor shut his book and two got up. “We shall place your supplies in the closet and bring you back to the throne room.” At that, the three left, Leonardo in front and leading the pack. They quickly returned the cleaning supplies to the supply closet before walking over to the throne room to find Shredder sitting on the throne, dressed up in his armor. “Master Shredder,” he said with a bow, with Leonardo and Trevor following right behind him in the act.\n\n“We have a meeting tonight with the Purple Dragons to resume operations. I’ve already sent scouts out to resume contact with safehouses. We shall be meeting Hun at the Harbor to give the order,” he told them. “Go put your uniforms on while I deal with Leonardo.”\n\n“Hai,” They responded before leaving the room, leaving Leonardo with Shredder.\n\n“Step on up, Leonardo,” he ordered and he did so, once again, his feet aching from walking up the steps in these damn heels. Now in front of him with his hands clasped in front of him, he noticed the two plugs next to him, ready to be put to use. “I heard you’ve enjoyed yourself today, and mixed business with pleasure,” he asked him casually and if Leonardo could’ve blushed in his rubber form, he would’ve.\n\n“Yes, I did, Master Shredder,” he told him shyly, flicking his thumbs together. Telling Shredder about his sexual interactions would almost be as awkward as talking to Splinter about them.\n\n“Did you enjoy yourself?”\n\n“Yes, master,” he said. “I was used 12 times today.” Used? He was truly getting comfortable to being a sex object.\n\n“Good,” Shredder said as he got the controller out and pressed a button.\n\n“Immobile mode engaged,” the female voice said and Leonardo couldn’t move again. Shredder got up with plugs in hand and placed them deeply in his mouth and ass, rooted them in, and turned them on. Leonardo groaned silently to himself as Shredder lifted him and moved him over to the side of his throne.\n\n“While we’re out, you shall stand here obediently,” he said before softly petting Leonardo on the side, making his senses go nuts. He wanted to move so badly, but he stood like a statue with the same look of promiscuity that was permanently plastered on his rubber doll face. “Try not to move too much.” With that, he let go as the Foot return and Shredder went down to them. “Let’s move out,” he ordered and they left together, leaving Leonardo behind in unmoving bliss.\n\nXXX\n\n“How do you think Leo is doing?” Raphael asked Donatello, sounding really apprehensive, as they ran across the rooftops. He didn’t like to admit that he worried about his brothers, but considering the circumstances, it was acceptable.\n\n“Who knows? The only thing we do know is that Leo is alive. If he was dead, Splinter would be able to feel it,” Donatello told him. “Quite frankly, the fact that he’s still alive is terrifying.”\n\n“So it’s not just me,” Raphael muttered. “I’ve been so nervous and high-strung that I knocked my punching bag of the hook today.”\n\n“Geez, Raph. That’s some serious arm strength,” Donatello praised him.\n\n“Rage is one hell of a motivator,” he told him. “Can push me to limits I didn’t even know I can reach.”\n\n“We need that rage to stop the Foot.”\n\n“Speaking of the Foot, look,” Raph pointed out behind Donatello and he turned his head to see a lone Foot out, planting something on a rooftop before leaving, running completely away from them. The two looked at each other before they instinctively took off to the spot the Foot previously was. The two went on and looked at what the Foot symbol pinned to the wall.\n\n“That’s the sign. Radio silence between the Foot and everyone else must be called off,” Donatello told him.\n\n“That means the Foot must be out and about, maybe even the Shredder too,” Raphael growled. “I’m ready to take him apart.”\n\n“We can’t just take him on with all the Foot he has. We’ll be creamed,” he reminded him.\n\n“Well, what are we supposed to do?” the red-banded turtled asked him angrily. He looked ready to punch something.\n\n“We have to find Leo. If Shredder is out, then maybe he’s meeting with the Purple Dragons. If that’s true, then he’ll probably be on their turf over at the docks,” Donatello told him.\n\n“So is that an offer to go beat some people up?” the hothead asked.\n\n“No. I’m saying what if we listen in on it. Maybe he’ll reveal something about Leo,” the techie explained to him.\n\n“Humph, if that’s all we can do, we can try, but I don’t expect this to work, nor do I expect to be happy,” he told him.\n\n“Relax, Raph. If all goes well, then we probably will have people for you to beat up,” he told him and Raph smiled at that.\n\n“Alright, you got me interested.”\n\nXXX\n\n“Michelangelo?” Splinter questioned his son.\n\n“Hmm?” he mummed, looking at him.\n\n“Tell me, can you remember anything that could help us find Leonardo?” he asked him and Michelangelo looked confused.\n\n“What? I told Donnie all I know,” the turtle responded.\n\n“Yes, you have, but I wonder about the finer details,” Splinter specified. “Is there anything that you noticed?”\n\n“Details? Really, sensei?” he groaned. “I’m not good with those.”\n\n“We have tea. We have comfort. Now is the time to think about it. Try to meditate on it,” he recommended as he turned the TV off.\n\n“Aw, you’re giving me no choice, are you?” Michelangelo questioned him.\n\n“It’s your choice. I can sit here in silence. Can you?” Splinter questioned him and Michelangelo groaned before finishing off his cut, putting it on the table, and relaxed in his couch. He closed his eyes and thought about the place. The place was spotless and everything was locked. Computers were off. Meant that either all the workers followed the rules to the letter or the computers were all on one system. He thinks. He didn’t know how computers worked all that well. The guard was insanely scary and had tough looking armor. Fired a gun at him. He ran, more bullets, briefly looking behind him to see the guard standing there with what looked like balls on the floor.\n\nWait…\n\nHe kept running and climb through the vents. He made it to the rooftops with the guard following him up. He fired at him as he ran across a rooftop and ran down a fire escape. Said fire escape was old. Probably needs to be repaired. He climbed down the steps quickly. A jagged piece of metal was on the last set of steps. He probably did hit it due to how quickly he wanted to get out…\n\n“Huh, Donnie was right,” Michelangelo muttered.\n\n“Come again?” Splinter asked, his ears perked up.\n\n“Well, those bullets I was shot with were rubber and I remember a fire escape that I used to escape was old and had a jagged piece of metal I could’ve brushed against,” he told him.\n\n“Very good. Now, what about the first night. I’m sure there was something important there you might’ve missed,” Splinter told him.\n\n“Huh? Why?” Michelangelo asked.\n\n“Because, you didn’t expect anything was wrong until Leonardo was missing. Think back to when you were relaxed and not worrying about a missing brother. Is there anything that could lead us to the truth?” Splinter questioned him. He sighed before he responded.\n\n“Fine, let me think about it,” he said as he relaxed in the couch, closed his eyes, ignore the pain at the back of his knee, and thought about. They went on over to the toy factory to look for any clues. They split up, with Michelangelo taking the top floor. He messed around with all the toys for a, played a handheld game, and left when Donatello called. They searched the bottom floor, the ‘adult toys’ that they agreed they would not tell Splinter about. They look around the area for a bit. Found a newly packaged sexdoll in the hallway without any labels. Was dressed up as a fetish maid, cute bulge, rubber skin, three fingers in a gloved hand, plump lips, all dressed in blue, white, and black…\n\nWait a second. Three fingers…\n\n“That’s weird,” he murmured.\n\n“Did you noticed something?” Splinter questioned him.\n\n“I don’t know if I did. It’s such a weird little thing. I need to think about it for a bit,” he told him, scratching the back of his head.\n\n“Well then, why don’t you tell me about it?” the rat questioned him.\n\n“Nah, it’s something I rather not talk about, you know?” he told him in an embarrassed tone.\n\n“Huh, if you want, but you can tell me whenever you want. I will always understand,” Splinter said as he turned the TV back on and they relaxed on the couch, but Michelangelo couldn’t get the thought out of head. The sexdoll having three fingers was such a weird detail. It didn’t physically looked like Leo, but the only thing the cities with three fingers were him and his brothers. Wouldn’t it make sense to have five fingers like the rest of the sexdolls he saw? Maybe he was thinking too much into it…\n\nXXX\n\n“Hello, Shredder,” a large man with blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, black clothing, and a Purple Dragon tattoo across his left arm greeted inside a warehouse by the dock. “Good to see you.”\n\n“As it is you,” Shredder greeted as he emerged from the shadows with his entourage right beside him. “I trust business is still good after my brief absence.”\n\n“Of course it is. Although, I’ve heard you’ve been busy,” he told him with a smirk while crossing his arms.\n\n“You have?” the leader of the Foot asked inquisitively. “Just what have you heard?”\n\n“One of the turtles came into one of our warehouses last night and attacked them, giving them several bruises and one of them a broken leg. They were asking about where one of their own was,” he replied.\n\n“Ah, they are searching for him rather aggressively,” Shredder murmured.\n\n“So you did take one of their, huh?” the leader of the purple dragons questioned him. “Where do you have him?”\n\n“I rather not say. Let’s just say that he’s under control,” he replied.\n\n“Huh. How did you capture the thing?” Hun asked.\n\n“Well, a large amount of my thanks go to the Aeternum Toy Factory. They are good allies to have,” he answered.\n\n“The toy factory? A heard about the old abandon building that used to be their being renovated into the toy factory. I knew there was something strange about that place.” he wondered.\n\n“It’s nothing to question. They are my ally. Now, let’s get back to business,” Shredder told him.\n\n“Ah, yes. You can get this weapons out of the city. Let’s go talk about on the docks. That’s where we have the weapons hidden after the friggin’ turtle attacked the warehouse,” Hun told him as he made his way out of the warehouse.\n\n“Yes. Let’s see them,” Shredder agreed as he walked on out with his guards, abandoning the warehouse. As they left, two shadows in the warehouse escaped out of the skylights.\n\nXXX\n\n“You heard them. They have Leo somewhere and he’s not telling,” Raphael told Donatello as he paced on top of a rooftop away from Shredder.\n\n“Yes, I heard, but it didn’t say where. Smart. Only tell what you have to,” the purple-banded turtle responded.\n\n“It drives me up the fucking wall!” he shouted in annoyance.\n\n“Still, he thanked the toy factory for helping him capture Leo. That meant they were helping him somehow,” Donatello muttered.\n\n“Well then, what are we waiting for? Let’s go over there and figure out how they helped the Foot, particularly through pain,” he growled.\n\n“Raph, remember what happened to Michelangelo. We can’t just walk right on in,” he told him.\n\n“Hey, Don, the place where everything is going on at is that damn factory. If there’s anyone who would know what happened to Leo, it’s the owner of the factory,” Raphael reminded him. “If we don’t get information from that place, we’ll never find Leo!” he badgered him.\n\n“Ooooh,” the techie muttered. He had to admit that Raph was right, the toy factory was the epicenter of the problem, but it was so dangerous.\n\n“Look, whether you’re going or not doesn’t change the fact that I am! I’m going to get the bottom of this,” he said as he marched off.\n\n“Wait, don’t go alone!” Donatello him, getting next to him.\n\n“So, you’re coming?” he questioned.\n\n“If you are, I guess I have no choice. I can’t just let yourself get killed or captured,” he responded.\n\n“Good. Let’s get going,” Raphael insisted before rushing off and Donatello groaned before following along.\n\nXXX\n\nLeonardo stood still, enjoying the plugs in his orifices. He may like moving around, but standing around, looking pretty, with all these plugs. It was all pleasure and no business. Kind of the opposite of what he was like back home. He was the all-business turtle. The one who was the leader and practiced all day. That isn’t to say he didn’t have fun every now and then with his brothers, mostly through them forcing him to, but he was the most serious. Just standing and doing nothing was the exact opposite of that and he loved it.\n\nIt was daytime when Shredder returned and went over to his room to change clothes. He returned in his business suit and addressed him. “I’ll be back in a little bit, Leonardo. I have something to attend to real quick,” he said as he walked off, leaving Leonardo behind. He groan before he enjoyed himself again, happy with the plugs and a bit annoyed at his boots.\n\nAfter about an hour, he returned and walked on over to him and did the process to remove the plugs and let him move again. Leonardo sighed happily as he leaned against the throne as Shredder took a seat on the throne. He patted the armrest of the throne. “Take a seat,” he ordered and Leonardo gladly did so, taking a seat on it, crossing his ankles over one another, and leaned in. Shredder took advantage of it and took him in for a kiss, wrapping his arm around him and placing his hand on his bulge. He gave a little squeak before he embraced him, happy to be in his presence. He was such a good master.\n\nHe pulled back and asked him a question. “Are you feeling alright? Are you lonely?” he questioned as he stroked him on his thigh.\n\n“I’m feeling just fine. Happy to work for you,” he told him.\n\n“Are you feeling overworked?” he questioned him.\n\n“Um, maybe a little. This is a lot of work for just one maid,” he answered him.\n\n“Well, how would you feel about more help?” Shredder questioned him and Leonardo felt fear enter his heart. He wasn’t implying…\n\nThe door to the dojo opened up and Leonard looked help to see Tanaka, with Trevor right behind him, rolling a box covered in a white sheet in, just like he was. “Shredder, did you really…?” he couldn’t finished as he got up to look at it with Shredder doing the same.\n\n“Tanaka, please show Leonardo the new maid,” he ordered and he did so. He removed the white sheet and showed off a pink box just like the one he was trapped in. Of course, it had a different label and different content, as inside it, was another sexdoll dressed up as a fetish maid, looking a bit different from him. The label on it said clearly:\n\nRaphael the Cybersissy\n\nMutant turned Maid and Sexdoll\n\nCollect All Four!\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“It’s dusk! Let’s head on out and find Leo!” Raphael ordered his brothers as he waited at the center of the room, ready to head out. Michelangelo was still resting on the couch while Donatello and Splinter were still in their room. At his callout, Donatello emerged from his room placing his bo on his back and his bag of devices on him while Splinter exited his room to see them off, his gray fur bristling.

“Ready when you are,” Donatello replied as Michelangelo got up as well.

“Yeah, Raph. I’m ready to goooo,” Michelangelo breathed out as he hold on to the couch. “I think.”

“How’s your knee?” Donatello asked, worried.

“It… doesn’t feel so good,” he admitted.

“Then you’re not going,” Splinter ordered as he walked on down to him.

“What? But, Sensei-”

“No. I’ve already lost one son. I will not lose another,” he told him, making him flinch. “A ninja must know their physical capabilities and how far they can go. Your knee is still injured and will hinder you. It’s best to just let Donatello and Raphael go out to look for Leonardo on their own.”

“Ugh, dammit,” he muttered as he took a seat on the couch’s armrest.

“Well, before I go, let me look at the back of your knee again,” Donatello said as he went on over to him with Splinter nearing him as well. Michelangelo raised his leg for him and Donatello removed the icepack to see that it was starting to swell. “Yeah, it’s swelling. I’ll have to keep watch of it to make sure it isn’t serious,” he told him.

“How bad can it be?” his little brother asked.

“Could be something simple, like a sprain or a fracture, or it could be, in the worst case, a Baker’s cyst. I’ll have to keep watch over it, like I said,” he told him.

“I’ll tend to him while you are out,” Splinter told him. “Please, be more careful while you search for Leonardo.”

“We will, sensei,” Raphael told him. “Get well soon, Mike.”

“I will. It’s nothing serious, I bet. Probably just a sprain, like Donnie said,” Mike tried to comfort him.

“It better,” he said with a crack of his knuckles. “Alright, let’s go,” he said as he head on out.

“Right, I’ll see if we can head in early. See you, Mikey,” Donatello said as he head on out, leaving the two behind.

“Well, guess I’ll go make us some tea,” Michelangelo said as he attempted to get up only for Splinter to keep him down using his walking stick.

“No, you will not. The last thing you need to do is walk. I shall fix it and we shall talk,” he said as he walked into the kitchen. Michelangelo groaned before getting off the armrest and onto the seats and relaxed in it as he flipped through the channels. After several minutes, Splinter returned with a tray holding a teapot and two teacups with a saucer for each and placed it on the table in front of the couch. He poured the green tea into the two cups, smoke coming out in small amounts, and gave one to Michelangelo, who took it gladly, and kept one to himself and took a seat next to him as Michelangelo kept it on a cooking channel. They both took a sip and enjoyed it.

“Oh, yeah. That’s good. Made it just right, sensei,” Michelangelo praised him.

“It’s because you find those fresh leaves,” Splinter told him. “If you didn’t find those, they would be very bitter.”

“Bought them through online retailers. It’s for the best since, since they won’t notice that a giant turtle is buying them. Imagine if they did, though,” he chuckled.

“That would be troublesome,” Splinter agreed with a small smile as they watched the show together.

XXX

“Hmm,” Leonardo moaned as another foot member cummed right into his mouth, coating the inside of it. He had been busy since morning and now, he’s cleaned everything but the floor of the room he was in. He might’ve already got done if he hadn’t been requested for sexual activities, having been penetrated in the ass five times and had cum in his mouth seven times, this being the seventh one or if he actually got someone else to help him. He was more than happy to satisfy their desires.

After the Foot removed himself from Leonardo and left the room, he savored the taste of the cum in his mouth before walking over to the auto-cleaner. He stepped on up and a tentacle came out and inserted itself into his mouth to clean it before pulling out and cleaning around his lips. After a couple of minutes, he was clean and went back to work, grabbing the bucket and brush and proceeded to scrub the floors on his knees with his two watchers on overwatch. Tanaka was observing him throughout the whole process, talking to Shredder over a headset every now and then, while Trevor read a large paperback book, looking up every now and then to make sure the maid was doing its job.

Every a few more minutes, Leonardo had finished his job and addressed them. “Right, all done,” he told them as he stood up.

“Good,” Tanaka said as Trevor shut his book and two got up. “We shall place your supplies in the closet and bring you back to the throne room.” At that, the three left, Leonardo in front and leading the pack. They quickly returned the cleaning supplies to the supply closet before walking over to the throne room to find Shredder sitting on the throne, dressed up in his armor. “Master Shredder,” he said with a bow, with Leonardo and Trevor following right behind him in the act.

“We have a meeting tonight with the Purple Dragons to resume operations. I’ve already sent scouts out to resume contact with safehouses. We shall be meeting Hun at the Harbor to give the order,” he told them. “Go put your uniforms on while I deal with Leonardo.”

“Hai,” They responded before leaving the room, leaving Leonardo with Shredder.

“Step on up, Leonardo,” he ordered and he did so, once again, his feet aching from walking up the steps in these damn heels. Now in front of him with his hands clasped in front of him, he noticed the two plugs next to him, ready to be put to use. “I heard you’ve enjoyed yourself today, and mixed business with pleasure,” he asked him casually and if Leonardo could’ve blushed in his rubber form, he would’ve.

“Yes, I did, Master Shredder,” he told him shyly, flicking his thumbs together. Telling Shredder about his sexual interactions would almost be as awkward as talking to Splinter about them.

“Did you enjoy yourself?”

“Yes, master,” he said. “I was used 12 times today.” Used? He was truly getting comfortable to being a sex object.

“Good,” Shredder said as he got the controller out and pressed a button.

“Immobile mode engaged,” the female voice said and Leonardo couldn’t move again. Shredder got up with plugs in hand and placed them deeply in his mouth and ass, rooted them in, and turned them on. Leonardo groaned silently to himself as Shredder lifted him and moved him over to the side of his throne.

“While we’re out, you shall stand here obediently,” he said before softly petting Leonardo on the side, making his senses go nuts. He wanted to move so badly, but he stood like a statue with the same look of promiscuity that was permanently plastered on his rubber doll face. “Try not to move too much.” With that, he let go as the Foot return and Shredder went down to them. “Let’s move out,” he ordered and they left together, leaving Leonardo behind in unmoving bliss.

XXX

“How do you think Leo is doing?” Raphael asked Donatello, sounding really apprehensive, as they ran across the rooftops. He didn’t like to admit that he worried about his brothers, but considering the circumstances, it was acceptable.

“Who knows? The only thing we do know is that Leo is alive. If he was dead, Splinter would be able to feel it,” Donatello told him. “Quite frankly, the fact that he’s still alive is terrifying.”

“So it’s not just me,” Raphael muttered. “I’ve been so nervous and high-strung that I knocked my punching bag of the hook today.”

“Geez, Raph. That’s some serious arm strength,” Donatello praised him.

“Rage is one hell of a motivator,” he told him. “Can push me to limits I didn’t even know I can reach.”

“We need that rage to stop the Foot.”

“Speaking of the Foot, look,” Raph pointed out behind Donatello and he turned his head to see a lone Foot out, planting something on a rooftop before leaving, running completely away from them. The two looked at each other before they instinctively took off to the spot the Foot previously was. The two went on and looked at what the Foot symbol pinned to the wall.

“That’s the sign. Radio silence between the Foot and everyone else must be called off,” Donatello told him.

“That means the Foot must be out and about, maybe even the Shredder too,” Raphael growled. “I’m ready to take him apart.”

“We can’t just take him on with all the Foot he has. We’ll be creamed,” he reminded him.

“Well, what are we supposed to do?” the red-banded turtled asked him angrily. He looked ready to punch something.

“We have to find Leo. If Shredder is out, then maybe he’s meeting with the Purple Dragons. If that’s true, then he’ll probably be on their turf over at the docks,” Donatello told him.

“So is that an offer to go beat some people up?” the hothead asked.

“No. I’m saying what if we listen in on it. Maybe he’ll reveal something about Leo,” the techie explained to him.

“Humph, if that’s all we can do, we can try, but I don’t expect this to work, nor do I expect to be happy,” he told him.

“Relax, Raph. If all goes well, then we probably will have people for you to beat up,” he told him and Raph smiled at that.

“Alright, you got me interested.”

XXX

“Michelangelo?” Splinter questioned his son.

“Hmm?” he mummed, looking at him.

“Tell me, can you remember anything that could help us find Leonardo?” he asked him and Michelangelo looked confused.

“What? I told Donnie all I know,” the turtle responded.

“Yes, you have, but I wonder about the finer details,” Splinter specified. “Is there anything that you noticed?”

“Details? Really, sensei?” he groaned. “I’m not good with those.”

“We have tea. We have comfort. Now is the time to think about it. Try to meditate on it,” he recommended as he turned the TV off.

“Aw, you’re giving me no choice, are you?” Michelangelo questioned him.

“It’s your choice. I can sit here in silence. Can you?” Splinter questioned him and Michelangelo groaned before finishing off his cut, putting it on the table, and relaxed in his couch. He closed his eyes and thought about the place. The place was spotless and everything was locked. Computers were off. Meant that either all the workers followed the rules to the letter or the computers were all on one system. He thinks. He didn’t know how computers worked all that well. The guard was insanely scary and had tough looking armor. Fired a gun at him. He ran, more bullets, briefly looking behind him to see the guard standing there with what looked like balls on the floor.

Wait…

He kept running and climb through the vents. He made it to the rooftops with the guard following him up. He fired at him as he ran across a rooftop and ran down a fire escape. Said fire escape was old. Probably needs to be repaired. He climbed down the steps quickly. A jagged piece of metal was on the last set of steps. He probably did hit it due to how quickly he wanted to get out…

“Huh, Donnie was right,” Michelangelo muttered.

“Come again?” Splinter asked, his ears perked up.

“Well, those bullets I was shot with were rubber and I remember a fire escape that I used to escape was old and had a jagged piece of metal I could’ve brushed against,” he told him.

“Very good. Now, what about the first night. I’m sure there was something important there you might’ve missed,” Splinter told him.

“Huh? Why?” Michelangelo asked.

“Because, you didn’t expect anything was wrong until Leonardo was missing. Think back to when you were relaxed and not worrying about a missing brother. Is there anything that could lead us to the truth?” Splinter questioned him. He sighed before he responded.

“Fine, let me think about it,” he said as he relaxed in the couch, closed his eyes, ignore the pain at the back of his knee, and thought about. They went on over to the toy factory to look for any clues. They split up, with Michelangelo taking the top floor. He messed around with all the toys for a, played a handheld game, and left when Donatello called. They searched the bottom floor, the ‘adult toys’ that they agreed they would not tell Splinter about. They look around the area for a bit. Found a newly packaged sexdoll in the hallway without any labels. Was dressed up as a fetish maid, cute bulge, rubber skin, three fingers in a gloved hand, plump lips, all dressed in blue, white, and black…

Wait a second. Three fingers…

“That’s weird,” he murmured.

“Did you noticed something?” Splinter questioned him.

“I don’t know if I did. It’s such a weird little thing. I need to think about it for a bit,” he told him, scratching the back of his head.

“Well then, why don’t you tell me about it?” the rat questioned him.

“Nah, it’s something I rather not talk about, you know?” he told him in an embarrassed tone.

“Huh, if you want, but you can tell me whenever you want. I will always understand,” Splinter said as he turned the TV back on and they relaxed on the couch, but Michelangelo couldn’t get the thought out of head. The sexdoll having three fingers was such a weird detail. It didn’t physically looked like Leo, but the only thing the cities with three fingers were him and his brothers. Wouldn’t it make sense to have five fingers like the rest of the sexdolls he saw? Maybe he was thinking too much into it…

XXX

“Hello, Shredder,” a large man with blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, black clothing, and a Purple Dragon tattoo across his left arm greeted inside a warehouse by the dock. “Good to see you.”

“As it is you,” Shredder greeted as he emerged from the shadows with his entourage right beside him. “I trust business is still good after my brief absence.”

“Of course it is. Although, I’ve heard you’ve been busy,” he told him with a smirk while crossing his arms.

“You have?” the leader of the Foot asked inquisitively. “Just what have you heard?”

“One of the turtles came into one of our warehouses last night and attacked them, giving them several bruises and one of them a broken leg. They were asking about where one of their own was,” he replied.

“Ah, they are searching for him rather aggressively,” Shredder murmured.

“So you did take one of their, huh?” the leader of the purple dragons questioned him. “Where do you have him?”

“I rather not say. Let’s just say that he’s under control,” he replied.

“Huh. How did you capture the thing?” Hun asked.

“Well, a large amount of my thanks go to the Aeternum Toy Factory. They are good allies to have,” he answered.

“The toy factory? A heard about the old abandon building that used to be their being renovated into the toy factory. I knew there was something strange about that place.” he wondered.

“It’s nothing to question. They are my ally. Now, let’s get back to business,” Shredder told him.

“Ah, yes. You can get this weapons out of the city. Let’s go talk about on the docks. That’s where we have the weapons hidden after the friggin’ turtle attacked the warehouse,” Hun told him as he made his way out of the warehouse.

“Yes. Let’s see them,” Shredder agreed as he walked on out with his guards, abandoning the warehouse. As they left, two shadows in the warehouse escaped out of the skylights.

XXX

“You heard them. They have Leo somewhere and he’s not telling,” Raphael told Donatello as he paced on top of a rooftop away from Shredder.

“Yes, I heard, but it didn’t say where. Smart. Only tell what you have to,” the purple-banded turtle responded.

“It drives me up the fucking wall!” he shouted in annoyance.

“Still, he thanked the toy factory for helping him capture Leo. That meant they were helping him somehow,” Donatello muttered.

“Well then, what are we waiting for? Let’s go over there and figure out how they helped the Foot, particularly through pain,” he growled.

“Raph, remember what happened to Michelangelo. We can’t just walk right on in,” he told him.

“Hey, Don, the place where everything is going on at is that damn factory. If there’s anyone who would know what happened to Leo, it’s the owner of the factory,” Raphael reminded him. “If we don’t get information from that place, we’ll never find Leo!” he badgered him.

“Ooooh,” the techie muttered. He had to admit that Raph was right, the toy factory was the epicenter of the problem, but it was so dangerous.

“Look, whether you’re going or not doesn’t change the fact that I am! I’m going to get the bottom of this,” he said as he marched off.

“Wait, don’t go alone!” Donatello him, getting next to him.

“So, you’re coming?” he questioned.

“If you are, I guess I have no choice. I can’t just let yourself get killed or captured,” he responded.

“Good. Let’s get going,” Raphael insisted before rushing off and Donatello groaned before following along.

XXX

Leonardo stood still, enjoying the plugs in his orifices. He may like moving around, but standing around, looking pretty, with all these plugs. It was all pleasure and no business. Kind of the opposite of what he was like back home. He was the all-business turtle. The one who was the leader and practiced all day. That isn’t to say he didn’t have fun every now and then with his brothers, mostly through them forcing him to, but he was the most serious. Just standing and doing nothing was the exact opposite of that and he loved it.

It was daytime when Shredder returned and went over to his room to change clothes. He returned in his business suit and addressed him. “I’ll be back in a little bit, Leonardo. I have something to attend to real quick,” he said as he walked off, leaving Leonardo behind. He groan before he enjoyed himself again, happy with the plugs and a bit annoyed at his boots.

After about an hour, he returned and walked on over to him and did the process to remove the plugs and let him move again. Leonardo sighed happily as he leaned against the throne as Shredder took a seat on the throne. He patted the armrest of the throne. “Take a seat,” he ordered and Leonardo gladly did so, taking a seat on it, crossing his ankles over one another, and leaned in. Shredder took advantage of it and took him in for a kiss, wrapping his arm around him and placing his hand on his bulge. He gave a little squeak before he embraced him, happy to be in his presence. He was such a good master.

He pulled back and asked him a question. “Are you feeling alright? Are you lonely?” he questioned as he stroked him on his thigh.

“I’m feeling just fine. Happy to work for you,” he told him.

“Are you feeling overworked?” he questioned him.

“Um, maybe a little. This is a lot of work for just one maid,” he answered him.

“Well, how would you feel about more help?” Shredder questioned him and Leonardo felt fear enter his heart. He wasn’t implying…

The door to the dojo opened up and Leonard looked help to see Tanaka, with Trevor right behind him, rolling a box covered in a white sheet in, just like he was. “Shredder, did you really…?” he couldn’t finished as he got up to look at it with Shredder doing the same.

“Tanaka, please show Leonardo the new maid,” he ordered and he did so. He removed the white sheet and showed off a pink box just like the one he was trapped in. Of course, it had a different label and different content, as inside it, was another sexdoll dressed up as a fetish maid, looking a bit different from him. The label on it said clearly:

Raphael the Cybersissy

Mutant turned Maid and Sexdoll

Collect All Four!
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