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Aw shit.\n\nSomething I challenged myself to write for Canada Day... on the day before Canada Day. At the time I didn't make it, but I got a surprising amount done within the timeframe. Since then I've been sitting on it while working on a couple other things. I'd like to do more short lewd stories like this going forward.\n\nStarring @Norithics's Clone 47 and Rip Slyme.","description_bbcode_parsed":"Happy Canada Da-

Aw. Aw shit.

Something I challenged myself to write for Canada Day... on the day before Canada Day. At the time I didn't make it, but I got a surprising amount done within the timeframe. Since then I've been sitting on it while working on a couple other things. I'd like to do more short lewd stories like this going forward.

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's Clone 47 and Rip Slyme.","writing":"Hoser and the Ho\n\nZevaxx\n\n\tThe doorbell rang. Rip's ears perked up and cheeks reddened. The thin robe she wore gently billowed as she walked towards and opened her door.\n\n\tOn the step, in a light cotton vest, jean shorts and flip-flops stood her lay for the day, Chlint, one of her favourite sitters. He was carrying a couple full plastic bags.\n\n\t``Rip! How're ya now?'' he asked, the overly jovial tone unusual, but affable enough.\n\n\t``Good. You?''\n\n\t``Oh not s'bad.''\n\n\tShe motioned and stepped aside for him to enter. He made his way towards the kitchen and put the bags down on the table.\n\n\t``What's all that?''\n\n\t``Canada Day. You mind if I borrow some fridge space?'' he asked.\n\n\t``Sure,'' she acquiesced.\n\n``Awesome...'' and he went to unload two bags. She saw him stock a few bottles.\n\n``Hungry?'' he asked as he turned back to her.\n\nShe slowly undid her robe and let it slide to the floor.\n\nThe muscles by the corners of his beak rose as if to smile. He reached into a bag and pulled out a rolled-up white tee and tossed it to her.\n\nShe cocked an eyebrow and unfurled it.\n\n```Fuck Me, Eh''' she read the red lettering out loud.\n\n``Don't mind if I do!'' he gladly answered as he walked towards her, picking her up by her waist and tossing her over his shoulder. She yelped in surprise before chuckling as she was hauled off to the next room.\n\n______________________\n\n\tHer body trembled as she yet again came, her elastomer curves and bloated belly jiggling excitedly.\n\n\t``Fuckin' WOW that hair-trigger clench...!'' he commented above her, fingers curved around her ears like handlebars, his long red cock stuffed deep in her face. Lubricative juices drooled down her chin and onto her tightly clothed chest, further adding to the large off-white stain soaking her tits.\n\n\tHer vision came back into focus and she blinked, twitching as she stared at the Canadian flag briefs, his cock pushing out from the stem of the maple leaf. He pulled, and the last few inches between her face and the national effigy disappeared down her slippery, chugging throat, her face pressed right up against his crotch. The faint stench of sperm and sex filled her nostrils as her slippery spit now ran down his balls.\n\n\tHe groaned and his cock jumped excitedly inside her. Coupled with the moderate buzz of the sybian between her thighs and her tummy bulging with dickmilk, everything felt right in the world, and her eyes slowly began to shut.\n\n\tThen the setting went up.\n\nHer eyes widened.\n\n\tAn errant tentacle twisted the strength knob to 8, then 9, 10, 11, and finally ``CUNT BLASTING'', the mechanical hum getting progressively louder and louder as the strength heightened again and again.\n\n\tReflexively she tried to scream, but couldn't with his pulsing pole clogging her gullet. Her body shook from the intense jump in stimulus and she came hard, her insides once more tightening around his cock.\n\n\t``Agh- fuck!'' he weakly whined, squeezing her ears harder as his dick tensed. He pushed her head back and slowly thrust once more, before pushing back again and thrusting faster, before pulling his hips back and getting into a steady irrumating cadence.\n\n\tAs one climax faded, another one hit her body like a linebacker, making her shake and pull against the duct tape around her wrists. Her knees pressed and squished against the carpeting, her ankles having been bound by the thick silver adhesive to her thighs.\n\n\tThe red maple leaf on his custom underwear shrank and expanded in her view as her lips were forced back and forth along his spit-slickened length. A grossly indecent mix of gulping, weak electric buzzing, moistly sliding meat, and faint sloshing filled the room.\n\n\tShe felt a change. His handling got rougher, his balls felt tighter when they tapped her chin- and then suddenly her face was slapped against his crotch and she felt that all-too familiar phallic spasm, the jolting flow of spunk along its underside, the gush of ball batter into her guts. Her fists clenched and eyes clamped shut as another orgasm raced through her body like fire.\n\nHer face slapped back against the lewd flag several times before his strength tapered off, one arm limply falling to his side, the remaining hand sliding to lay on top of her head.\n\nAs his dick began to soften and pull back, her eyes opened and lightly crossed, dazed at the back-to-back creamings. Her belly bloated even further, now beginning to push against his legs.\n\nHer eyes closed and head tilted as she began to tightly suckle it, slurping out any leftover jizz she could, milking a loud shuddering moan from him as well.\n\nStepping back, he turned the sybian's strength all the way down as he slumped back onto the couch, panting. He then reached over and grabbed the sheet of stickers from the coffee table, peeling off one, and bent over to slap it onto her wobbling belly.\n\nLeaning back against the cushions, he smiled smugly at the ``Made in Canada'' label joining 4 others stuck across her tum's surface.\n\n``This some sort of Canada Day tradition?'' the pikagal asked as her panting wound down.\n\n``...It is now!'' he answered flippantly. She briefly chuckled at this before stretching backward.\n\n``Thanks for feeding me, by the way.''\n\n``Aw yer very welcome there, bud!'' he answered in a stereotypically Canadian accent.\n\n``You're not gonna talk like that the whole night, right?'' she rhetorically asked in that parental sort of warning tone.\n\n``Ah fuck, what if I do, eh?''\n\n``Then I'm gonna toss your unfunny ass [i]oot[/i], capiche?''\n\n``I won't, I won't,'' he reassured her, raising his hands defensively. \n\n``Wonderful. So... you gonna undo and fuck me, or...?''\n\n``Actually...'' he began as he stood up, before kneeling back down to her face-to-face.\n\n``I was going to go get some poutine at my favourite food truck while leaving you strapped in. It's a bit far, may be a bit crowded because of the occasion. That cool?''\n\n\t``Only if you turn me up to 6 and have a few more loads ready,'' she answered.\n\nHe reached down and just held the knob. She eyed him, raising her brows expectantly. \n\n``We don't actually say [i]oot[/i],'' he explained.\n\n``I know. That's why I said it. Turn the knob, you dork.''\n\nHe smiled and huffed before turning the knob up to her requested level. Her eyes closed and she groaned blissfully. Standing up, he grabbed his shorts and pulled them up, and grabbed his shirt and vest from the couch.\n\n``I'll be back in about... thirty-five, forty minutes hopefully?'' he called from the entranceway.\n\n``Just don't forget that you owe me dinner!'' she called back. He chuckled as he exited into the steamy night air, locking the door with his spare key.\n\n______________________\n\n\t\n\n\tChlint opened the passenger side door to pick up his food. Turning around and pushing the door shut, he clicked the remote to lock it. As he walked up the concrete path towards the house, the door opened and a familiar gap-toothed face smiled his way.\n\n``Chlint!'' the young lad called his way from behind his curtain of black-gray hair.\n\n``Lil' duuuude!'' the older lad called back, raising his arms in surprise, smiling.\n\nWhen he was about four feet from the door, Nori smirked and shut the door. Chlint cocked an eyebrow and knocked.\n\nNori opened the door a sliver.\n\n``What's da password?'' he asked in what the older one thought was either his best gangster or best pirate impression.\n\nChlint squatted down, taking a deep breath.\n\n``Is it... New England... clam... chowder?''\n\n``Nope!'' he replied, giggling smugly.\n\n``Oh well then, I'll have to use the master key,'' the older one concluded, catching the younger lad off guard.\n\n``Master key?''\n\nHe then swiftly turned around and pulled down his pants, shoving his butt right at the kid's face, making the treasure sound from Legend of Zelda.\n\n``Eugghh hahahahahahaha...!'' the boy reeled and laughed, letting go of the door, causing Chlint to push through and land on his ass. They both laughed heartily at this.\n\nThe older lad got back up and followed the flooftail attached to the orange sweater and knee-high socks, assuming the little guy had undone his mom. He wasn't surprised to see her belly had shrunk back to normal, but [i]was[/i] to find she was still bound and buzzing away in the TV room.\n\n``You left your mom tied up?'' the older one asked, scooping the boy up from behind as he walked by, holding him in one arm.\n\n``She looked like she was enjoying it a lot, so I let her be. By the way, why duct tape?''\n\nChlint smiled. ``Handyman's secret weapon,'' he proclaimed in an overly gravelly voice.\n\nRip rolled her eyes and sighed.\n\nNori looked back and forth between them, confused. ``Huh?''\n\n``It's a Canadian thing. It's Canada Day!''\n\n``Ohhh! That would explain all the Canada ssthu-'' he suddenly stopped as he'd accidentally lisped and spritzed Chlint, who'd jerked back and tightly shut his eyes. Rip giggled at this.\n\n``Sorry...!'' he said before chuckling nervously.\n\nEyes closed as he kept still, Chlint loudly inhaled through his nostrils.\n\n``...EWW!'' the hybrid exclaimed, getting a few more laughs out of the young lad, who wiped his face off with the sleeve of his sweater.\n\n``So what's up? Thought you were staying over at a friend's place to feed them tonight- who was it ...TJ? BJ?'' he asked, honestly curious as he set the kid down. The little guy took his ``duties to Plasticity'' seriously, so seeing him not fulfilling them was highly unusual.\n\n``Peeee-J!'' the lil raccoon corrected.\n\n``That's the kid who actually []likes[] being bullied, right?'' Chlint asked, remembering the blue rubber squirrel with the big tail.\n\n``Sexy-bullied,'' the raccoon explained.\n\n``Sexually bullied,'' Rip kindly corrected.\n\n``Yeah, that! Not the mean kind,'' the lil' guy acknowledged.\n\n``Fair enough,'' Chlint accepted.\n\n``Yeah- so PJ's dad was about to order pizza for me when they got a call from someone else, and then he got really excited, and told PJ and PJ's mom that... uhm... Surfataff was available,'' the boy continued.\n\n``Surfataff?'' the hybrid looked at him funny.\n\n``I didn't hear the whole name- PJ's dad was talking to PJ's mom.''\n\n``Ah. ...And they, what, just dropped your ass back here?'' Chlint asked incredulously.\n\n``No no! I think that whoever was on the phone was who I was replacing-''\n\n``Ohhhhh- so they were actually able to make it. I getcha.''\n\n``So I thought, PJ and his mom n' dad are taken care of, so I can go home and feed MY mom, cuz dad's working late!'' the kid concluded.\n\nThe older lad smiled. ``You're a good kid, Nori.''\n\n``I try,'' the lil' guy looked off to the side, scratching the back of his head.\n\n``You eaten yet?'' The hybrid asked.\n\n``Nope! But I know we've got food somewhere.''\n\nChlint briefly paused, then offered him the bag holding the poutine carton.\n\n``Huh?''\n\n``Want it?''\n\n``But...'' the boy looked at the food with concern, then back up at the hybrid. ``[i]You[/i] bought that.''\n\n``Eh,'' the hybrid shrugged. ``I can always get more. You're here and hungry.''\n\nNori looked to his rubber yellow mother. She sighed.\n\n``Ok, fine,'' she allowed.\n\nHis smile was huge and happy.\n\n``AWESOME! Thanks, Chlint!!'' he practically yelled, grabbing the food and putting it at his place at the table before rushing to the drawers to grab cutlery.\n\nThe hybrid smiled warmly.\n\n``Y'know, you keep telling us you feed him healthy stuff when you look after him...'' Rip sarcastically commented from offside. ``But then you pull this horse-hockey,'' she continued.\n\n``[i]Oh please[/i]. Even if he was eating Burger King every meal, he'd STILL be that skinny with how often he gets laid in this town, the lucky little...'' he retorted as he walked towards her, looking back at the boy at the end and shaking his head, the swear he wanted to utter held back.\n\nHe caught Nori's eye, and the kid looked his way. Chlint just crossed his eyes and blew a raspberry his way. Nori quickly blew one back and dug into the warm, greasy meal, immediately humming his enjoyment of it.\n\n``Thank you for that, by the way. How much was that?'' she asked.\n\n``It's fine,'' he assuaged.\n\n``No I insist, you look aft-''\n\n``Rip, I'll go to work tomorrow, take my pants off and make the money back,'' he kindly interjected.\n\nRip shook her head, knowing he honestly meant it.\n\n``...Fuckin' Canadian,'' she quietly, cheekily taunted. He looked down at her.\n\n``Yes you are,'' he retorted smugly. She looked back up at him as if she was about to argue, when Nori piped up from the table.\n\n``Hey, what's with that one bottle of-''\n\n``AB-PUH-TUH-BUHBUHBUHBUHBUHBUH...'' Chlint melodramatically interjected and pointed at Nori as he swiftly walked over to the boy, before pushing his pointer finger against his lips.\n\n``SHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...'' he loudly shushed him, getting a few chuckles out of the kid.\n\n``Bottle of what?'' Rip asked sternly.\n\n``Bottle of surprise! Bottle of Canada Day... surprise!'' he immediately answered, hands up and arcing outward in a surprise motion.\n\nRip looked at him and blinked, unimpressed.\n\nAn awkward silence hung in the air.\n\nCrickets started chirping.\n\nChlint turned around and saw the raccoon boy was holding his phone, playing the cricket sounds. He sniggered and turned it off.\n\n``...You think you're heckin' funny, don'tcha?!'' he faux-grumpily chewed him out, making the kid laugh even more.\n\n``What's this surprise, Chlint?''\n\n``...Fireworks?'' he offered.\n\nShe blinked.\n\n``A bottle of fireworks?'' she mockingly asked.\n\nThe hybrid turned to Nori.\n\n``Hey, you know where your mom keeps her favourite condoms?'' he asked. The boy nodded. ``Go get 'em,'' the older lad commanded with a hooked thumb.\n\nNori ran off, and Chlint went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of something, looking smug.\n\nHe sat down on the couch with the one-litre bottle beside him. Waggling his eyebrows, he slowly turned the label to face the rubber gal. Her eyes dramatically widened and the hybrid laughed.\n\n``What's funny?'' Nori asked, having run back with a box about the size of an NES.\n\n``Read this bottle for me, wouldja bud?'' the man asked.\n\nTaking the bottle, he read out loud ``Juice... That Makes You Cum Super Hard...?'' The boy then held it further from him and eyed it suspiciously. ``Is this real?''\n\n``Right?!'' the hybrid chimed in. ``Yep, this is very real.''\n\n``And, uh... what did you have planned with this very real bottle of Juice...?'' Rip asked, somewhat nervously.\n\n``Well... Say Nori, you know how digestion works, right?'' Chlint began before turning to the young lad.\n\n``Yeah! They showed us that episode of Magic Schoolbus!''\n\nChlint was turning back but then suddenly looked back at the little kid.\n\n``Magic Schoolbus?!''\n\n``Yeah!''\n\n``Geezus, that's almost as old as me!'' he loudly exclaimed. Nori laughed.\n\n``Anyways... digestion. You know it?''\n\nNori nodded.\n\n``So, fireworks,'' he began, reaching to grab one of the condoms from the box. ``You light them, wait a lil' bit, then boom. Plasticity fireworks?'' he held up a jimmyhat.\n\n``Theoretically speaking: get one of these, put about a sip of Juice in here- you only need that much for it to work- feed it to a rubber loveperson, then BOOM!'' he yelled at the end.\n\nNori beamed.\n\n``Aaand what happens if that stuff doesn't work on rubberpeople?'' Rip asserted.\n\n``Sip,'' he pointed to himelf. ``Sip-'' he pointed to Nori.\n\n``Ka-splorsh ka-SPLORSH!'' Nori finished.\n\n``What he said.''\n\n\t``Is that stuff safe for him?'' Rip questioned.\n\nChlint looked over the bottle.\n\n``...Says here `for sexually mature individuals only'-''\n\n``Lemme read it,'' Rip commanded. He obliged, holding it in front of her face.\n\n``Well...'' she began, and he retracted the bottle. ``You better hope this'll work on me. I don't want him drinking that just yet.'' Chlint cracked the cap open.\n\n``Ok...'' Nori accepted, sounding mildly disheartened. He then tore open the contraceptive, blew into the rolled-up pucker to loosen it, and held it out towards his sitter. Gingerly, Chlint poured about a sip into it, and the lil' lad expertly tied it off.\n\nHopping down, he went over to his mom and deposited it onto her tongue, then rushed back to and climbed back onto the couch to wait and see what would happen.\n\nAn excited silence fell over the room.\n\n...And then it went on a little too long.\n\n``Aww, I'm sorry, kiddo,'' Rip began, feeling let down by this as well. Nori pouted and the hybrid shrugged.\n\n``Chemicals affect rubberpeople difffffffpblpblpblpblpbl-'' she continued before her speech broke down and she began quaking and raspberrying on the spot. Moaning shakily, she slowly arched before suddenly resuming her previous posture.\n\n``...More!'' she growled lewdly at the two perverts.\n\nChlint held up a finger, setting down the bottle before standing up. Walking over to her, he lifted her off the vibro-saddle and plunked her down right in front of the couch.\n\nSitting back down, he remembered something.\n\n``Oh, hey, does this count as dinner?'' he asked the pikagal.\n\n``Buy me another box of those and it does,'' she answered.\n\n``That's a Texas-sized ten-four!'' and he turned to pour in the next shot.\n\nAnd so, the three enjoyed the rest of the evening's fireworks.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Hoser and the Ho

Zevaxx

\tThe doorbell rang. Rip's ears perked up and cheeks reddened. The thin robe she wore gently billowed as she walked towards and opened her door.

\tOn the step, in a light cotton vest, jean shorts and flip-flops stood her lay for the day, Chlint, one of her favourite sitters. He was carrying a couple full plastic bags.

\t``Rip! How're ya now?'' he asked, the overly jovial tone unusual, but affable enough.

\t``Good. You?''

\t``Oh not s'bad.''

\tShe motioned and stepped aside for him to enter. He made his way towards the kitchen and put the bags down on the table.

\t``What's all that?''

\t``Canada Day. You mind if I borrow some fridge space?'' he asked.

\t``Sure,'' she acquiesced.

``Awesome...'' and he went to unload two bags. She saw him stock a few bottles.

``Hungry?'' he asked as he turned back to her.

She slowly undid her robe and let it slide to the floor.

The muscles by the corners of his beak rose as if to smile. He reached into a bag and pulled out a rolled-up white tee and tossed it to her.

She cocked an eyebrow and unfurled it.

```Fuck Me, Eh''' she read the red lettering out loud.

``Don't mind if I do!'' he gladly answered as he walked towards her, picking her up by her waist and tossing her over his shoulder. She yelped in surprise before chuckling as she was hauled off to the next room.

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\tHer body trembled as she yet again came, her elastomer curves and bloated belly jiggling excitedly.

\t``Fuckin' WOW that hair-trigger clench...!'' he commented above her, fingers curved around her ears like handlebars, his long red cock stuffed deep in her face. Lubricative juices drooled down her chin and onto her tightly clothed chest, further adding to the large off-white stain soaking her tits.

\tHer vision came back into focus and she blinked, twitching as she stared at the Canadian flag briefs, his cock pushing out from the stem of the maple leaf. He pulled, and the last few inches between her face and the national effigy disappeared down her slippery, chugging throat, her face pressed right up against his crotch. The faint stench of sperm and sex filled her nostrils as her slippery spit now ran down his balls.

\tHe groaned and his cock jumped excitedly inside her. Coupled with the moderate buzz of the sybian between her thighs and her tummy bulging with dickmilk, everything felt right in the world, and her eyes slowly began to shut.

\tThen the setting went up.

Her eyes widened.

\tAn errant tentacle twisted the strength knob to 8, then 9, 10, 11, and finally ``CUNT BLASTING'', the mechanical hum getting progressively louder and louder as the strength heightened again and again.

\tReflexively she tried to scream, but couldn't with his pulsing pole clogging her gullet. Her body shook from the intense jump in stimulus and she came hard, her insides once more tightening around his cock.

\t``Agh- fuck!'' he weakly whined, squeezing her ears harder as his dick tensed. He pushed her head back and slowly thrust once more, before pushing back again and thrusting faster, before pulling his hips back and getting into a steady irrumating cadence.

\tAs one climax faded, another one hit her body like a linebacker, making her shake and pull against the duct tape around her wrists. Her knees pressed and squished against the carpeting, her ankles having been bound by the thick silver adhesive to her thighs.

\tThe red maple leaf on his custom underwear shrank and expanded in her view as her lips were forced back and forth along his spit-slickened length. A grossly indecent mix of gulping, weak electric buzzing, moistly sliding meat, and faint sloshing filled the room.

\tShe felt a change. His handling got rougher, his balls felt tighter when they tapped her chin- and then suddenly her face was slapped against his crotch and she felt that all-too familiar phallic spasm, the jolting flow of spunk along its underside, the gush of ball batter into her guts. Her fists clenched and eyes clamped shut as another orgasm raced through her body like fire.

Her face slapped back against the lewd flag several times before his strength tapered off, one arm limply falling to his side, the remaining hand sliding to lay on top of her head.

As his dick began to soften and pull back, her eyes opened and lightly crossed, dazed at the back-to-back creamings. Her belly bloated even further, now beginning to push against his legs.

Her eyes closed and head tilted as she began to tightly suckle it, slurping out any leftover jizz she could, milking a loud shuddering moan from him as well.

Stepping back, he turned the sybian's strength all the way down as he slumped back onto the couch, panting. He then reached over and grabbed the sheet of stickers from the coffee table, peeling off one, and bent over to slap it onto her wobbling belly.

Leaning back against the cushions, he smiled smugly at the ``Made in Canada'' label joining 4 others stuck across her tum's surface.

``This some sort of Canada Day tradition?'' the pikagal asked as her panting wound down.

``...It is now!'' he answered flippantly. She briefly chuckled at this before stretching backward.

``Thanks for feeding me, by the way.''

``Aw yer very welcome there, bud!'' he answered in a stereotypically Canadian accent.

``You're not gonna talk like that the whole night, right?'' she rhetorically asked in that parental sort of warning tone.

``Ah fuck, what if I do, eh?''

``Then I'm gonna toss your unfunny ass oot, capiche?''

``I won't, I won't,'' he reassured her, raising his hands defensively.

``Wonderful. So... you gonna undo and fuck me, or...?''

``Actually...'' he began as he stood up, before kneeling back down to her face-to-face.

``I was going to go get some poutine at my favourite food truck while leaving you strapped in. It's a bit far, may be a bit crowded because of the occasion. That cool?''

\t``Only if you turn me up to 6 and have a few more loads ready,'' she answered.

He reached down and just held the knob. She eyed him, raising her brows expectantly.

``We don't actually say oot,'' he explained.

``I know. That's why I said it. Turn the knob, you dork.''

He smiled and huffed before turning the knob up to her requested level. Her eyes closed and she groaned blissfully. Standing up, he grabbed his shorts and pulled them up, and grabbed his shirt and vest from the couch.

``I'll be back in about... thirty-five, forty minutes hopefully?'' he called from the entranceway.

``Just don't forget that you owe me dinner!'' she called back. He chuckled as he exited into the steamy night air, locking the door with his spare key.

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\t

\tChlint opened the passenger side door to pick up his food. Turning around and pushing the door shut, he clicked the remote to lock it. As he walked up the concrete path towards the house, the door opened and a familiar gap-toothed face smiled his way.

``Chlint!'' the young lad called his way from behind his curtain of black-gray hair.

``Lil' duuuude!'' the older lad called back, raising his arms in surprise, smiling.

When he was about four feet from the door, Nori smirked and shut the door. Chlint cocked an eyebrow and knocked.

Nori opened the door a sliver.

``What's da password?'' he asked in what the older one thought was either his best gangster or best pirate impression.

Chlint squatted down, taking a deep breath.

``Is it... New England... clam... chowder?''

``Nope!'' he replied, giggling smugly.

``Oh well then, I'll have to use the master key,'' the older one concluded, catching the younger lad off guard.

``Master key?''

He then swiftly turned around and pulled down his pants, shoving his butt right at the kid's face, making the treasure sound from Legend of Zelda.

``Eugghh hahahahahahaha...!'' the boy reeled and laughed, letting go of the door, causing Chlint to push through and land on his ass. They both laughed heartily at this.

The older lad got back up and followed the flooftail attached to the orange sweater and knee-high socks, assuming the little guy had undone his mom. He wasn't surprised to see her belly had shrunk back to normal, but was to find she was still bound and buzzing away in the TV room.

``You left your mom tied up?'' the older one asked, scooping the boy up from behind as he walked by, holding him in one arm.

``She looked like she was enjoying it a lot, so I let her be. By the way, why duct tape?''

Chlint smiled. ``Handyman's secret weapon,'' he proclaimed in an overly gravelly voice.

Rip rolled her eyes and sighed.

Nori looked back and forth between them, confused. ``Huh?''

``It's a Canadian thing. It's Canada Day!''

``Ohhh! That would explain all the Canada ssthu-'' he suddenly stopped as he'd accidentally lisped and spritzed Chlint, who'd jerked back and tightly shut his eyes. Rip giggled at this.

``Sorry...!'' he said before chuckling nervously.

Eyes closed as he kept still, Chlint loudly inhaled through his nostrils.

``...EWW!'' the hybrid exclaimed, getting a few more laughs out of the young lad, who wiped his face off with the sleeve of his sweater.

``So what's up? Thought you were staying over at a friend's place to feed them tonight- who was it ...TJ? BJ?'' he asked, honestly curious as he set the kid down. The little guy took his ``duties to Plasticity'' seriously, so seeing him not fulfilling them was highly unusual.

``Peeee-J!'' the lil raccoon corrected.

``That's the kid who actually []likes[] being bullied, right?'' Chlint asked, remembering the blue rubber squirrel with the big tail.

``Sexy-bullied,'' the raccoon explained.

``Sexually bullied,'' Rip kindly corrected.

``Yeah, that! Not the mean kind,'' the lil' guy acknowledged.

``Fair enough,'' Chlint accepted.

``Yeah- so PJ's dad was about to order pizza for me when they got a call from someone else, and then he got really excited, and told PJ and PJ's mom that... uhm... Surfataff was available,'' the boy continued.

``Surfataff?'' the hybrid looked at him funny.

``I didn't hear the whole name- PJ's dad was talking to PJ's mom.''

``Ah. ...And they, what, just dropped your ass back here?'' Chlint asked incredulously.

``No no! I think that whoever was on the phone was who I was replacing-''

``Ohhhhh- so they were actually able to make it. I getcha.''

``So I thought, PJ and his mom n' dad are taken care of, so I can go home and feed MY mom, cuz dad's working late!'' the kid concluded.

The older lad smiled. ``You're a good kid, Nori.''

``I try,'' the lil' guy looked off to the side, scratching the back of his head.

``You eaten yet?'' The hybrid asked.

``Nope! But I know we've got food somewhere.''

Chlint briefly paused, then offered him the bag holding the poutine carton.

``Huh?''

``Want it?''

``But...'' the boy looked at the food with concern, then back up at the hybrid.  ``You bought that.''

``Eh,'' the hybrid shrugged. ``I can always get more. You're here and hungry.''

Nori looked to his rubber yellow mother. She sighed.

``Ok, fine,'' she allowed.

His smile was huge and happy.

``AWESOME! Thanks, Chlint!!'' he practically yelled, grabbing the food and putting it at his place at the table before rushing to the drawers to grab cutlery.

The hybrid smiled warmly.

``Y'know, you keep telling us you feed him healthy stuff when you look after him...'' Rip sarcastically commented from offside. ``But then you pull this horse-hockey,'' she continued.

``Oh please. Even if he was eating Burger King every meal, he'd STILL be that skinny with how often he gets laid in this town, the lucky little...'' he retorted as he walked towards her, looking back at the boy at the end and shaking his head, the swear he wanted to utter held back.

He caught Nori's eye, and the kid looked his way. Chlint just crossed his eyes and blew a raspberry his way. Nori quickly blew one back and dug into the warm, greasy meal, immediately humming his enjoyment of it.

``Thank you for that, by the way. How much was that?'' she asked.

``It's fine,'' he assuaged.

``No I insist, you look aft-''

``Rip, I'll go to work tomorrow, take my pants off and make the money back,'' he kindly interjected.

Rip shook her head, knowing he honestly meant it.

``...Fuckin' Canadian,'' she quietly, cheekily taunted. He looked down at her.

``Yes you are,'' he retorted smugly. She looked back up at him as if she was about to argue, when Nori piped up from the table.

``Hey, what's with that one bottle of-''

``AB-PUH-TUH-BUHBUHBUHBUHBUHBUH...'' Chlint melodramatically interjected and pointed at Nori as he swiftly walked over to the boy, before pushing his pointer finger against his lips.

``SHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...'' he loudly shushed him, getting a few chuckles out of the kid.

``Bottle of what?'' Rip asked sternly.

``Bottle of surprise! Bottle of Canada Day... surprise!'' he immediately answered, hands up and arcing outward in a surprise motion.

Rip looked at him and blinked, unimpressed.

An awkward silence hung in the air.

Crickets started chirping.

Chlint turned around and saw the raccoon boy was holding his phone, playing the cricket sounds. He sniggered and turned it off.

``...You think you're heckin' funny, don'tcha?!'' he faux-grumpily chewed him out, making the kid laugh even more.

``What's this surprise, Chlint?''

``...Fireworks?'' he offered.

She blinked.

``A bottle of fireworks?'' she mockingly asked.

The hybrid turned to Nori.

``Hey, you know where your mom keeps her favourite condoms?'' he asked. The boy nodded. ``Go get 'em,'' the older lad commanded with a hooked thumb.

Nori ran off, and Chlint went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of something, looking smug.

He sat down on the couch with the one-litre bottle beside him. Waggling his eyebrows, he slowly turned the label to face the rubber gal. Her eyes dramatically widened and the hybrid laughed.

``What's funny?'' Nori asked, having run back with a box about the size of an NES.

``Read this bottle for me, wouldja bud?'' the man asked.

Taking the bottle, he read out loud ``Juice... That Makes You Cum Super Hard...?'' The boy then held it further from him and eyed it suspiciously. ``Is this real?''

``Right?!'' the hybrid chimed in. ``Yep, this is very real.''

``And, uh... what did you have planned with this very real bottle of Juice...?'' Rip asked, somewhat nervously.

``Well... Say Nori, you know how digestion works, right?'' Chlint began before turning to the young lad.

``Yeah! They showed us that episode of Magic Schoolbus!''

Chlint was turning back but then suddenly looked back at the little kid.

``Magic Schoolbus?!''

``Yeah!''

``Geezus, that's almost as old as me!'' he loudly exclaimed. Nori laughed.

``Anyways... digestion. You know it?''

Nori nodded.

``So, fireworks,'' he began, reaching to grab one of the condoms from the box. ``You light them, wait a lil' bit, then boom. Plasticity fireworks?'' he held up a jimmyhat.

``Theoretically speaking: get one of these, put about a sip of Juice in here- you only need that much for it to work- feed it to a rubber loveperson, then BOOM!'' he yelled at the end.

Nori beamed.

``Aaand what happens if that stuff doesn't work on rubberpeople?'' Rip asserted.

``Sip,'' he pointed to himelf. ``Sip-'' he pointed to Nori.

``Ka-splorsh ka-SPLORSH!'' Nori finished.

``What he said.''

\t``Is that stuff safe for him?'' Rip questioned.

Chlint looked over the bottle.

``...Says here `for sexually mature individuals only'-''

``Lemme read it,'' Rip commanded. He obliged, holding it in front of her face.

``Well...'' she began, and he retracted the bottle. ``You better hope this'll work on me. I don't want him drinking that just yet.'' Chlint cracked the cap open.

``Ok...'' Nori accepted, sounding mildly disheartened. He then tore open the contraceptive, blew into the rolled-up pucker to loosen it, and held it out towards his sitter. Gingerly, Chlint poured about a sip into it, and the lil' lad expertly tied it off.

Hopping down, he went over to his mom and deposited it onto her tongue, then rushed back to and climbed back onto the couch to wait and see what would happen.

An excited silence fell over the room.

...And then it went on a little too long.

``Aww, I'm sorry, kiddo,'' Rip began, feeling let down by this as well. Nori pouted and the hybrid shrugged.

``Chemicals affect rubberpeople difffffffpblpblpblpblpbl-'' she continued before her speech broke down and she began quaking and raspberrying on the spot. Moaning shakily, she slowly arched before suddenly resuming her previous posture.

``...More!'' she growled lewdly at the two perverts.

Chlint held up a finger, setting down the bottle before standing up. Walking over to her, he lifted her off the vibro-saddle and plunked her down right in front of the couch.

Sitting back down, he remembered something.

``Oh, hey, does this count as dinner?'' he asked the pikagal.

``Buy me another box of those and it does,'' she answered.

``That's a Texas-sized ten-four!'' and he turned to pour in the next shot.

And so, the three enjoyed the rest of the evening's fireworks.

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