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Randy Land Ch. 01

By: Flowsnake



It was a beautiful morning, but Sue knew she was in for a cry -- and she hated to cry. Sue had tried everything to quell the apprehension welling inside her. All it had earned her was sleepless nights and sodden fingers. Time was running short, and her apprehension was bubbling over into crisis.

Billy and Sue were eating breakfast in the nook by the window. Billy rejoiced at the sight of flitting birds and drops of dew shimmering on the leaves. Yet Sue was pensive, and ate her food without tasting it. She had graduated this summer and would be leaving for college in a few short weeks. Billy had graduated as well, but would stay in town. He was finally old enough to work at the drugstore. It was the first time in their lives that Sue and Billy would be separated. Sue glanced around the living room, seeing it in a different way. Her eyes fell on a crumpled chipboard box with colorful illustrations of creatures and candy. It had been their favorite game when the twins were little. Sue swallowed the sob which lodged in her chest.

"Hey sis," Billy said cheerfully to his twin, "I know what will perk you up! Let's play in the forest like we used to when we were kids!"

The idea immediately lifted Sue's spirits. It was just what she needed. Sue recalled the adventures they'd had in that forest when they were younger. Mossy rocks had become an army of trolls, and the mud puddles became fearsome beasts. They'd pretended that lemonade poured from the rocks and that there was a cottage made of peanut brittle. Sue had made up an entire royal family and dreamed of castles beyond the horizon floating on clouds of cotton candy. Those had been simpler times. 

They packed a picnic lunch and the pair headed for the woods. Billy took Sue's hand and ran down the path. He pointed out places they used to hide, causing Sue to smile at the memories. Eventually the twins came to a quiet corner of the forest. It was sheltered by trees and surrounded by massive boulders covered in thick, luxuriant moss. This place was special to both of them. It had been their hideout and their fortress. The rocks had been their friends; each had names and personalities. 

Billy walked up to the tallest, saluted, and barked out "Status report, Sergeant Snoot! How fares the patrol?" Sue erupted in hoots of laughter and she got caught up in the game. She sat near a rotund boulder and stroked it with her palm. "Fluffa, it has been so long... invite the other Fluffy Trolls to join us for tea! We'll serve your favorite -- gingerbread plums!"

Sue grew quiet then, and in a moment she started to cry. Billy sat next to her and put his arms around her shoulders, feeling sobs wrack her body. When her tears had subsided, Billy turned her shoulders and faced her. "What is troubling you, Sue?"

Sue started at the ground, afraid to voice the concerns that clouded her mind. But Billy was her twin brother, and if anyone would understand, he would.

"It's about sex, Billy. I'm leaving for college soon and I'll be on my own. College boys are worldly and cultured and... experienced. I want to fit in and do well. But I hardly know a thing about sex. I'm sure they'll poke fun at me, or... or take advantage of me!" With that Sue began crying again.

Billy examined his sister with a critical eye, seeing her for the first time as a potential suitor might. Sue had always had a face like a cherub, with smiling blue eyes, round cheeks, and delicate blonde brows. But her face had matured in recent years, taking on leaner angles. The delicate upswell of her eyebrows led to a tall brow and a cascade of wavy blond hair that fell past her shoulders. Sue had a slight overbite that had always made her self conscious. Yet her bottom lip, which was trembling now from tears, had filled out around a generous mouth. Sue's chipmunk cheeks had given way to pleasantly high cheekbones which made her look sophisticated and sensual. 

Her body had definitely changed as well. Billy usually tried not to dwell on his sister's developed figure, but now he took a long look. Sue's hands were clasped in the lap of her red skirt. A hint of slip peeked out over toned thighs. Graceful calves ran down to a pair of patent leather pumps. White knee socks, supposedly demure, only served to highlight the expanse of leg visible beneath her flared skirt. Sue's white blouse was also meant to be demure, but it was so transparent that Billy could see her bra lines and readily imagine the shape of her proud breasts within the lacy cups. His sister was not overly endowed, but when she moved her breasts swayed enticingly. Billy just knew they would be to die for. All things considered, Sue's attempts at modesty and decorum only served to highlight her simmering sensuality. 

Sue had a reason to cry, and Billy could see why she was anxious about the future. He cupped her chin in his hand and looked into her eyes.

"Sue, you have grown into an attractive woman. The boys will be all over you." Sue smiled at him, then frowned, and finally sighed in resignation.

"Billy, what will it be like?"

"What will what be like? You mean, sex?" Sue nodded. "Sis, I don't know. I've gone steady with some girls but we haven't... you know."

This surprised Sue and it was her turn to stare. Billy had always struck her as attractive. His blue eyes were so dark as to be almost brown, and they danced with hidden mirth most of the time. His red-brown hair swooped across his brow in an unruly wave. Billy's ears were a bit large, but then again so were his pinchable cheeks. Billy's bottom lip was always twitching into a smirk, a telltale sign that indicated he was about to spring some joke or game. His frequent outdoor work had toned Billy's arms and chest. 

Sue imagined how a girlfriend would view Billy and saw something in him she'd never seen before. What she took for subdued mirth in his eyes, other girls might take as disdain, or ill intent. His apple pie looks belied a streak of something... twisted. Sinister? Violent, even? The contrast between his outward appearance and his devious mind, she reckoned, would be unsettling to other girls. 

They sat there a long time in silence, with Billy longing to help Sue, and Sue longing for Billy to help her. Billy couldn't help her, though. In fact, Billy had his own sexual demons to face and was practically on square one with Sue. 

Sue rubbed her hand across the mossy boulder next to her and sighed again. "Oh Fluffa," she intoned mournfully, "if only you could help."

To Sue's utter amazement, the boulder sat upright at her words. It shook itself until the ends of its shaggy green hair vibrated. A wide green face with puppy dog eyes yawned at her. Chubby limbs detached themselves from an enormous expanse of belly. The creature regarding her now looked precisely like the Fluffy Trolls she had imagined in her youth. A drooping mustache covered his glum mouth. Rounded horns peeked out of his shaggy emerald hair. Sue looked at Billy and found he was as flabbergasted as she. 

"I can help you, Princess Sue! That is, I can show you the way to help yourself."

Sue was beside herself. Had her mind snapped under the anxiety of leaving home for college? Was this a dream? But Billy saw it too. Sue could not comprehend what was taking place, but she instinctively knew that it would be best to play along.

"I said: I can help you, Princess Sue." The troll was looking at her expectantly, and with a trace of concern, as though she were slow.

"Fluffa?" Sue asked incredulously. "Is it really you?"

"Of course! Who else would it be? It has been a long time since we played together in this wood." Fluffa ambled forward and wrapped her in a hug. Sue hugged him back and patted his head, which seemed to please him.

"Prince Billy, the patrol does not fare well. Sergeant Snoot and the other Fluffy Trolls have all faded away. I'm afraid.... I'm afraid I am the last of the Fluffy Trolls." Fluffa let out a long sniffle and a crocodile tear ran down his cheek. "In fact, many changes have scourged this land since you last visited us. But let us not go into that now. Walk with me and I will help you if I can. Perhaps you can help us too."

With that the rotund fellow waddled off into the forest. Billy and Sue looked at each other in wonder then hurried to catch up with Fluffa. 

The forest was changing around them. Everything took on an ethereal light, as though the ground itself were faintly glowing. Shapes softened and details faded away. Colors became brighter, more saturated. 

Sue realized that Fluffa was talking to Billy. "And that is when we realized that King Candy was missing! Disappeared! It is most distressing. Queen Libertine must be heartbroken!"

Fluffa stopped walking and turned to Sue. "Your problem can be solved here, Princess Sue, although you may need to walk the entire realm to find answers. Surely King Candy can help you. Your need and our need is the same. If you can find King Candy, you will save us and help yourself at the same time. The best place to look is probably The Randy Palace."

Fluffa started walking again and crested a rise in the path. The hill dropped away and before them was a technicolor vision. Orchards brimming with fruit dotted the rolling hills. Bluebirds whistled and swooped above their heads. Far off in the distance, directly in front of them, were the shining ramparts of The Randy Palace. 

"There is the palace! Thank you, Fluffa. You are an excellent guide." Sue took Billy's hand and prepared to walk down the hill towards the castle. But Fluffa ran in front of them and barred their way. 

"You cannot go that way," Fluffa said. 

Sue was surprised. "Why not? There is the castle, just there over the hills. Isn't that the quickest way to go?"

Fluffa sat on the ground and patted the grass next to him. The twins sat down beside him and looked at Fluffa expectantly. He turned his mournful eyes from one to the next and then explained.

"The castle is there, and the direct route is over these foothills. That is the route most people take: the straight path. 

"Princess Sue, what if King Candy were before you now and you explained your problem. Could he help you? Perhaps. But he could help you all the more if you had experience. You don't even know what questions to ask. You have only this nameless fear, and sexual curiosity." 

Sue blushed and turned her head, but not before Fluffa noticed. "Of course you are curious, Princess Sue. After all, you can only be in this place if you are deeply curious about the world around you. That is why we got along so famously in your youth."

Fluffa stood and the kids rose with him. He patted them each on the shoulder, lovingly. "No, you must not take the straight path if you want to solve your dilemma. Follow me and I will show you another way. But prepare yourself, for Gingerplum Orchard is not the same as it was when last you were here."

Fluffa was right. Gingerplum Orchard had always been serene. Rich green grass had cooled their feet and the jovial gingerbread trees had stooped low so the kids could pluck the choicest gingerplums from their crowns. Fluffy Trolls had tended the trees, collecting succulent purple orbs of fruit into wicker baskets.

The scene before them now could only be described as mayhem. The gingerbread trees were running around, lifting their roots high to step around obstacles as they ran. The trees were being chased by a gaggle of stunted, flaccid gingerbread boys with misshapen heads and portly bellies. These gingerbread abominations were engaged in all sorts of boorish behavior. They were licking everything in sight, humping the trees like dogs, spitting and laughing... one was wiggling his butt high in the air to make the others laugh. Right in the middle of the ruckus was a morbidly obese gingerbread tree with a mussed up crown. Her grotesque mouth, smeared in garish red lipstick, was wide open and yelling. 

"Shut up and get washed for lunch. Don't talk back to me! I don't have time to wait for you to play around with gingerplums!"

Sue and Billy looked at each other, horrified. "Who are they, Fluffa?" asked Billy.

Fluffa sighed deeply and said "My boys." Sue stifled a gasp and tried to mask her confusion. She looked at Fluffa, then at the miserable little beasts climbing the gingerbread trees and clamoring for gingerplums, and could not reconcile the two. Fluffa pointed at the squawking hussy who was herding the gingerboys. 

Billy caught on. "You... and her?"

"I was lonely, Prince Billy. The other Fluffy Trolls are gone. At least I got some lovely daughters. They are a bit more tolerable. In fact, I'd be honored to introduce you to them."

Fluffa walked them deep into the orchard, far beyond the squalor, until they reached a spot that reminded Sue of the orchard she used to love. It was quiet and calm, with well-tended rows of gingerplum trees. Soon they came to Fluffa's favorite spot. He sat at the base of a tree and plucked a gingerplum out of a basket. He offered plums to the twins, who sat beside him on the ground and ate the delicious fruit. Fluffa called out to his daughters.

"Oh Sugarplum! Oh Sweetlea!"

Timidly came two purplish brown creatures who favored their father. Though smaller in stature and less round, the two had glossy fur and expressive eyes. Their horns were small nubs covered in purple fuzz. The pair plopped down and took plums, watching the twins curiously.

Billy introduced himself. "I am Billy, and this is my sister Sue. We are pleased to meet you."

"Prince Billy, if you please! And Princess Sue." Fluffa was indignant on their behalf. Billy noticed the effect their titles had on the girls. Fluffa's daughters sat up smartly and looked at them with keen interest.

The five of them sat leisurely under the trees in the thick green grass. They ate gingerplums until they were full, and laid on their backs in the grass to watch the sky. Poofy clouds morphed into different shapes above their heads. Sue fell into a trance as she watched the clouds change, and realized that her imagination was crafting tawdry imagery from the shapes. She saw the face of a woman in one cloud. A tiny rift formed and grew into a mouth which opened wide. Another cloud slid into the hole like an enormous cloud cock being sucked off. This scene evaporated and then coalesced into the shape of a standing woman. Another cloud nuzzled at her groin. Then the clouds became two lovers having sex. 

Sue was starting to feel sexy when Fluffa tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me, Princess Sue, but I have an itch just here," he pointed to his back, "and I wonder if you could scratch it for me?"

"Why of course, Fluffa!" Sue reached over and curled her fingers into his luxuriant locks of fur. Coarse, but silky, they yielded pleasantly to her fingertips. She ran her nails over Fluffa's nubby hide. He let out the most undignified sigh imaginable! Sue continued to scratch his back, digging her fingers into his pliable flesh and scraping her nails in furrows. By now, Fluffa was panting hard and rocking around on the grass, tummy down, squealing with delight. 

Fluffa rolled over and offered Sue his belly with a hopeful gleam in his eyes. Sue laughed and pounced on Fluffa, raking her fingers across his wide expanse of belly. Fluffa's feet started kicking and his body shuddered with glee. 

Sue watched the cuddly beast with amusement. Sugarplum and Sweetlea did too, and became jealous. They pulled Billy to his feet and bounded into the trees, taunting "Scratch us, scratch us, betcha can't catch us!" Billy laughed and chased after the girls. Their squeals faded as the trio ran deep into the orchard.

Sue resumed her onslaught and Fluffa trembled with delight. Her fingertips kneaded and prodded, finding the best places to scratch. She worked her way up Fluffa's neck and clawed gently through the shorter hairs atop his head. As she drew closer to his horns, Fluffa's breath came in gasps, so Sue gripped a horn in her fist. She stroked upward, against the grain of the fuzz, watching rings of white skin appear above her fingers as she displaced the fur. The horn was hard beneath her hand. Fluffa was rigid with sensation, his eyes unfocused as they stared into the sky. Without warning Fluffa uttered a long, shuddering moan and lay still in the grass. 

Sue released his horn and sat back on her heels. She felt awkward and wasn't sure why. Fluffa rolled onto his side and looked at her. He noted her discomfort and handed her a juicy plum. 

"I love gingerplums, don't you?" Sue nodded in answer. "But not just for how they taste. I love to pluck them from the trees. It is so rewarding to feel them tug against the tree, then pop just so into my hand. I love to squeeze a ripe plum in my fingers."

Sue had an unseemly light in her eyes and a delicate flush across her cheeks. Fluffa leaned in close to her and whispered "If I may say so, Princess Sue, your plums have ripened quite nicely since the last time we played together."

Sue followed Fluffa's eyes to her chest. He was staring at her bosom with great curiosity and longing.

"Fluffa!" Sue exclaimed with indignation. 

"Princess Sue, you made me feel most exquisite just now. Has anyone ever petted you?"

Sue cast her eyes to the ground and said no.

"Won't you let me pet you, Princess Sue? I promise to be gentle."

A flush spread across Sue's face but she untucked the white blouse from her waistband and unbuttoned it. She tossed the garment into the grass and unhooked her bra. When she tossed it aside as well Fluffa's eyes widened. Her unfettered breasts swayed before his eyes. Hypnotized, Fluffa reached out and hefted one pliable swell in the palm of his hand. His enormous thumb grazed the tip of her nipple. The silky hairs caused it to stiffen. Fluffa brought his giant eye right up to her breast and watched her rosy nipple expand with the delicate flicks of his fingers. Then he cupped her entire tit and squeezed, testing it for ripeness as he might a gingerplum. Fluffa tugged on her tit, then gripped the other one and tugged it too. He thumbed her areolae, moving his thumbs in opposing circles across the sensitive flesh and feeling the pert nubs roll beneath the pads of his thumb tips. 

Sue hardly dared to breathe. Fluffa palmed her breasts and massaged downward in circles, fluffing her body with his furry hands. He gripped her ribcage and rubbed up and down her torso as though he was drying her off. His large fingers fanned across her back and kneaded her.

"Why don't you lay back, Princess Sue, so I might pet you properly?" Fluffa coaxed her back into the grass. She crushed a silhouette into the blades and sank deep, coming to rest on a bed of soft loam. Fluffa skimmed his hands along the tips of the grass, and when they skimmed over her body Sue felt his silky fur kiss her skin. It felt wonderful and Sue let a sigh escape her lips. Fluffa caressed her belly and wormed a fingertip into her waistband. It wouldn't fit so Fluffa kneaded Sue's feet instead. 

She relaxed completely. Fluffa massaged her left calf with his shaggy paws, then her right, moving ever upward. When Fluffa crested her knees he brought his palms together in a prayerful pose and used the wedge of his hands to coax Sue's knees apart. This silken intrusion felt fantastic along the skin of her inner thighs, but overly intimate. Sue tried to clamp her knees together. Fluffa continued his inexorable climb upward and Sue relaxed again. Fluffa extended his index finger and pushed it between the upmost cleft of her thighs until it came to rest on her panties. 

Fluffa's fingertip dwarfed the rounded triangle of wet cotton. He rubbed his finger around the damp mound, eliciting cries from Sue. Fluffa found this part of her body curious. It felt like a bruise on a gingerplum, yielding and squishy, yet firm nevertheless. 


Randy Land Ch. 01



Fluffa knew that if you broke the skin on a gingerplum bruise and swirled your fingertip inside, the juice was often the sweetest. So he tried that with Sue. Fluffa moved Sue's panties aside and pushed his finger underneath. "No, Fluffa, not my panties," Sue moaned without much conviction. But Fluffa's curiosity was insatiable. He rubbed her all over. His fur dampened from her moisture and his hairs mingled with her own. Fluffa eased his way inside of her, finally feeling a pop as her lips parted and gripped his finger. It was just like poking his finger inside an overripe plum that had been warmed by the sun. Fluffa wormed his finger deep inside of Sue until it bumped gently against the end of her.

Sue was undone. She'd never been touched in this way before and now she had a giant, furry finger buried deep inside of her pussy. Fluffa resumed his explorations and wriggled his finger back and forth. She'd never been so full or so charged with eroticism. Sue began to move, impaling her body on Fluffa's inquisitive digit. Fluffa thumbed her bush while he prodded her insides and finally glanced against her clit; this was too much and Sue burst into a shuddering orgasm. She trembled and bucked her hips, moaning incoherently. Fluffa withdrew his finger in surprise and loomed his expressive face over hers, peering down with anxiety.

"Have I harmed you, Princess Sue?" 

"No Fluffa, no. I am just fine. In fact that felt wonderful."

"Is this your sensitive spot, then?" Fluffa slid his fat finger back inside of Sue's snatch and rubbed around, causing her to tremble again. Sue could only nod. Her nipples were hard and aching to be touched. Fluffa surmised as much and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. When his burrowing finger found the upmost point of her sheath, the sensation triggered another writhing orgasm more powerful than the first. This time Fluffa did not withdraw but fondled her insides and twisted his fingertip around.

Finally Fluffa took his finger out of her and placed it in his mouth. He sucked her juices from his wet fur and tasted the air. "Not sweet at all!" he exclaimed. "Tangy. Salty almost. What a delightful surprise!"

Sue stared at the clouds and saw only clouds.

While this had been going on, Billy had chased down Sweetlea and Sugarplum. They giggled and rolled around in the grass together. Billy wrapped his arm around Sweetlea and clawed his fingers into her side, scratching furiously. This sent her into peals of laughter and a fit of squirming. Jealous, Sugarplum came up behind Billy and wrapped her arms around his chest. She rubbed him up and down, causing his shirt to bunch up. 

"Why do you have a peel?" Sugarplum asked. "Are you a fruit?"

"That's not a peel, dummy," Sweetlea rebuked. "It is a wrapper. All the best candies have wrappers. I bet he tastes delicious."

Billy was amused by this misunderstanding but also anxious. He did not want to be eaten. "Girls, that is not a peel or a wrapper. It is a shirt," Billy tugged his shirt down, "and pants." He indicated his pants. 

"Why do you have shirt-pants?"

"Humans like me have them to keep warm."

Sweetlea and Sugarplum were incredulous. "But it is a perfectly sunny day! Are you cold here?"

"Well, no." Billy wasn't sure how to explain it. "We also wear clothes to hide our bodies from other humans."

"Oh. I see." Sugarplum shed an enormous tear and backed away from Billy in sorrow. "You must be horribly scarred. I am so sorry."

To their surprise Billy laughed out loud. "I have no scars. I am perfectly fine."

The girls were inordinately confused now and huddled together, whispering and looking at him from time to time. Billy could see that the girls were uncomfortable. He took a quick look around to make sure they were alone and said "Would you feel better if I took them off?"

Sugarplum's face brightened and Sweetlea nodded profusely, so Billy took off his shoes and socks. He took off his shirt, then his pants. He hesitated, shrugged, and took off his underwear. The Fluffy twins eyed him with curiosity then remembered their game. Sweetlea tickled Billy and ran around a tree. He chased after her and soon the trio was laughing again. 

Eventually they tired and came to rest in a warm spot between a row of trees. "Pet us, pet us!" the girls cried, and snuggled up on either side of Billy. He ran his hands up and down their backs, scratching the skin beneath their thick, soft fur. Sugarplum was a deep mulberry color while Sweetlea was a muted, purplish brown. Billy reached as far around their bellies as he could and raked his fingernails across their nubby skin. He worked his fingers upward, scratching the ruff of their necks, and then the backs of their heads.

The trolls were quivering now and humming supersonically. When Billy reached their stubby horns and caressed them, the girls squealed and butted their heads beneath his fingers. He fondled the furry nubs and flicked his thumbs back and forth across the tips. Sugarplum gasped and keeled over, trembling and ruffing out her electrically charged fur. Sweetlea lasted longer, chirping in rhythm to his caressing hands. Billy wrapped his fingers around both of her horns and flicked the tips simultaneously; Sweetlea stiffened and bellowed before she too laid back in the grass.

The girls recovered almost immediately and curled themselves around Billy, cooing and nuzzling their furry bodies all over him. That is when Sugarplum noticed Billy's turgid erection. 

"See, I told you he was a fruit!" Sugarplum was triumphant. "Here is his stem!"

She engulfed his shaft with her furry palm and wrapped her fingers around it. She tugged on his cock as though she was pulling him off a tree. "This is where he was plucked from his mama."

Billy wanted to argue but he was overcome with sensation. Sugarplum's casual fondling of his cockshaft was heating Billy up. 

Sweetlea was watching Billy's face with some anxiety. Then the light went on. "It is not his stem, you dummy," she said with smugness. "That is Prince Billy's horn."

Then the girls were clamoring to touch it. They laid Billy back in the grass and ran their paws all over him. Sweetlea encircled his cockshaft in a tunnel of fur and moved up and down, slowing as she reached the top and squeezing his glans before moving back down. Sugarplum caressed Billy's balls and thighs, letting her long fur trail across his skin. This left goosebumps. Sugarplum noticed these and tested them with the tip of her wide, flat tongue. She licked all around his balls and thighs while Sweetlea jacked him with her silky hands.

The girl's ministrations were getting Billy all worked up, but they weren't quite right. The caresses were too gentle or too rough. It was frustrating. Billy thought about Sue and her tears earlier. She'd been so worried about going off to college and being inexperienced. Billy was also frustrated, not just now but in general. His eagerness turned off the girls he had tried thus far. And now that he was finally being touched, it wasn't satisfying him.

"Sweetlea, Sugarplum, did you like it when I touched your horns?"

The girls giggled and looked at each other bashfully. "Oh, yes!" 

"It feels good for me when you touch my horn, too. But where I am from, it feels best if I rub my horn against you. May I try that for awhile?"

The girls were delighted at the idea. Billy pushed them back and rolled them onto their tummies. He gripped his cock at the base and ran it through Sweetlea's fur, pressing hard against her skin. The silky furs parted for his cockhead and tickled the mushroom base as he slid it back and forth. 

Worked up again, Billy mounted Sugarplum as though she were a fuckdoll and started sliding his cock against her backside. He pressed his abdomen tight against her and trapped his cock against her nubby skin. The friction was just right. He shagged her backside furiously, rubbing his boner through her silky fur and letting his balls trail along behind. His body was on autopilot, thrusting primally.

Then Billy was inspired and wrapped his arms around both girls, squeezing their plump bodies together. He nestled his cock at the union of their flesh and pushed it inside. Their fur fluffed against the grain, creating resistance as he pistoned his prick between them. Sweetlea and Sugarplum giggled and looked back at him with expressive eyes. 

"This tickles!" Sugarplum said. But Billy did not care. He was consumed by pent-up lust and his feral brain was in command. Billy thrust feverishly, the blood rushing in his ears. His toes started to curl and then Billy spasmed, coughing out thick ropes of cum which matted their fur into sticky sheets. He continued to thrust into the wet mess, eking out every bit of cum he could and relishing the tremors of ecstasy coursing through his body.

Spent, Billy fell over on top of their bodies and lay there to recover. The girls suffered this for a time, then rolled over and felt their damp sides. 

"What is this confection?" Sweetlea asked. They scooped up his ejaculate and tasted it. Their faces shifted from expectation to surprise, then acceptance. "What an odd flavor it has!" said Sugarplum, then lapped Billy's sperm from her sister's side. Sweetlea did the same to Sugarplum, licking her clean of Billy's spunk. "Do you have any more?"

"No," said Billy. "It takes a long time to make."

Billy dressed and the trio walked back towards Fluffa and Sue. Billy was as embarrassed as he was triumphant. He composed himself on the walk back and was all business when they arrived.



Randy Land Ch. 02



"Sue, we'd best be going. We have a long walk to The Randy Palace."

Sue agreed and Fluffa offered to show them the way. The girls waved goodbye as the twins left the orchard. Fluffa took them to a trail paved with brightly colored stones. As they walked along it, he gave them advice. "Stick to the trail. If you go off it you could get lost. As you seek King Candy, you will meet many odd characters along the way. Be open to them and learn what they have to offer you. If you get lost or twisted around, ask for a ticket. The Éclair Express runs often and will take you somewhere on the path. You never know where, exactly."

Fluffa was about to part ways with them when the children spotted something extraordinary. The trees thinned and they saw massive striped pillars capped with rounded cone shapes. A dizzying array of sparkles glinted off of an enormous, rainbow-colored slide. It careened down the hill and looped around the valley below. The slide seem like so much fun! The children asked Fluffa what it was.

"The Rainbow Path? Are either of you queer?" Fluffa took in their befuddled expressions. "Best not to go that way. Now good luck!" Fluffa waddled back to the Gingerplum Orchard and the children were alone once more.

They walked in awkward silence, looking at peppermint saplings and jellybean bushes. Finally Billy spoke up, hoping to encourage his sister.

"Sis, I know you are worried about going away to school, but I'm sure it will be fine once you get there. And maybe being here will help you somehow."

A flush spread over Sue's neck and ears. "It has already helped, at least a little." She caught Billy's eyes on her and fessed up. "I scratched Fluffa's back, and before you know it he was... massaging me. You know, touching me. Down there." She traced the back of her hand over her skirt. 

"You had sex with Fluffa?" Billy asked in surprise. 

"Well, no. But I did come."

Billy was astonished to hear his sister talk so forthrightly about sex, but given recent events he shouldn't have wondered. "Sis, I fooled around with Sweetlea and Sugarplum as well."

"Fooled around? Fooled around how?"

"I touched their horns and they seemed to like it, and they touched my 'horn' too."

"Billy, are you telling me that Sugarplum and Sweetlea jerked you off?"

"No! No."

"So you didn't cum. Too bad, it was actually quite nice. Much better than I was expecting."

"Erm, Sis, I did cum." She looked askance at him. Billy wasn't sure how to explain that he had mounted the girls and fucked their pressed-together bodies like a rutting stag. "They let me rub my dick on them."

"My-oh-my! This has been an interesting adventure, hasn't it, brother dear." Sue was smirking at Billy, which riled him a little, but he was still glowing from the interlude in the orchard and let it go.

Before long it grew chilly and frost appeared on the ground. Frost became mounds of snow and the foliage disappeared from the trees. Soon naught remained but peppermint saplings, which grew larger and taller as they walked. The twins were thick in a forest of peppermint. Giant striped stalks of white, pink, and red dotted the landscape. It was just snow, and peppermint, and the path before them. 

They'd walked for what seemed like forever, hills of snow muffling sounds and casting blue shadows across the path. The strong smell of peppermint wafted to them on cold breezes. 

Eventually the children heard a curious sound echoing off the powdery hills. There was a crack, then a tinkle, followed by a subdued thud. Again they heard the sounds, louder this time. When the children came round a bend in the path, they found the source of the commotion. A peppermint man was hacking away at the trees with a peppermint axe. His limbs were striped white and glossy pink. A cone-shaped hat topped his cotton-candy hair. Pink pantaloons puffed around his waist and bottom. 

He heaved with a mighty swing and felled a stout candy cane in a resounding tinkle of fractured peppermint. A sharp whiff of mint sailed to them on the wind. As the peppermint tree fell the man spied the twins and walked down the hill to greet them. He stood patiently, waiting for them to arrive. His round face was completely passive. His eyes were black beads which gave nothing away.

The children reached the man and the trio stood in silence, sizing each other up. After a time the gangly lumberjack asked "Have you come to see my cane?" Billy and Sue looked at each other quizzically. 

"No. We are looking for King Candy. Have you seen him?"

The man thought for a minute, looking back and forth between the two. Though his eyes revealed no thought, Billy got the distinct impression that the lumberjack doubted them. "I have not seen King Candy in some time. Years, in fact. As long as I produce enough peppermint, I don't see anyone at all... unless it is visitors like yourselves." 

The man waited for them to speak again. He looked particularly hard at Sue, who seemed to be wrestling with something in her mind. Finally she spoke.

"I am Sue, and this is Billy."

"I am Mister Cane. A pleasure to meet you, miss!" The peppermint man bowed low, swooping his arms flamboyantly. "And you, sir!" Mister Cane tipped the wide brim of his hat and inclined his head to Billy.

"There is something that brings us to your land besides looking for King Candy." Sue looked uncomfortable but pressed on, emboldened by her recent adventure with Fluffa. "It is a sensitive matter. May we go somewhere private?"

"Why Miss Sue," Mister Cane said, twirling his arms as he spun around, "You are standing in the most private corner of this realm! Nary a soul comes by this place unless something brings them here." It was true; there was no one for miles. But his words revealed that Mister Cane was oblivious to Sue's embarrassment. Nevertheless she continued.

"Mister Cane, my brother and I were talking when Fluffa the Fluffy Troll came to fetch us. I had been crying because I am so nervous. I am going away to college soon and... well, I don't know much about sex." Sue placed her hands demurely in front of her.

Mister Cane seemed satisfied now and perked up. "In that case, you should see my cane! People come to the Peppermint Wood from far and wide to see my cane. Would you like to see it, Miss Sue?"

Sue looked at Billy, who shrugged. Then she looked at Mister Cane and nodded. He parked his peppermint axe in a drift of snow and then unbuttoned a fly that was hidden in the folds of his pantaloons. Sue raised her hand to her mouth and was about to protest when a long shank of peppermint fell out of Mister Cane's fly. It dangled like a snake hanging from a tree. Coils of white swirled around its dark pink surface. A bulbous red gumdrop capped its end. 

As Sue watched in fascination, the cane snapped itself into a straight line and then rose like a needle on a gauge. It bobbed in the air, rigid and pulsing. Being in the open like that, and having just met him, made Mister Cane's act of exhibitionism all that more shocking. 

Mister Cane moved towards Sue on gangly legs until the red gumdrop bumped into her hands. In spite of herself, Sue reached out and gripped the bulbous head with her fingertips. She tugged it gently. Mister Cane watched her fledgling explorations. He was quiet for a time while she ran her hands up and down the rigid shaft protruding from his pantaloons. It seemed she needed some encouragement.

"You can lick my cane, if you want to. It won't hurt me. In fact, it feels wonderful!"

Billy suddenly became interested in peppermint trees and walked off. Sue tried to ignore her brother's presence and sank to her knees in the snow, which was cool and yielding, and not wet at all. She extended her tongue and flicked it timidly across the reddish-purple gumdrop bobbing in her face. It was sweet and more firm than it looked. Sue raised her eyes and looked at Mister Cane who nodded in reassurance. 

Sue swished her tongue up and down the candy cane, relishing its minty flavor. Its white stripes were raised and rounded, like a swirl of frosting coiling around his purple shaft. They created pleasing bumps for her tongue to explore. She traced the embossed channel of peppermint between the stripes, swirling her tongue around and around his shaft until she bumped into the base. From inside his unbuttoned fly, Sue detected a cocktail of aromas: wood smoke, mint, and musk.

Sue placed the flat of her tongue under the base of Mister Cane's cane and cupped it. She ran her tongue all the way up, making sure to tuck her tongue tip into the groove between the shaft and the base of the gumdrop. Mister Cane jumped when she did this. He looked into Sue's eyes and stroked her hair.

"Is this how you eat a candy cane in your world?" he asked gently. 

"Well, no, Mister Cane. Not exactly."

"What do you do, then?"

"First I unwrap it, which is devilishly hard. That cellophane is a real bitch to get off sometimes. I often have to rip it open with my teeth." Seeing his worried expression, Sue hurried on. "But your cane is already unwrapped. Next I lick it a little bit to get it wet, and then suck on the end. Sometimes, if the juice runs down, I lap it up and then keep sucking."

"Mmm, Miss Sue, that sounds wonderful! Why don't you try that now? After all, that is the least messy way to eat a candy cane." Mister Cane grinned at her wolfishly.

Sue grinned back and then capped his cane with her mouth. She let the rubbery gumdrop head bump against the roof of her mouth then pursed her lips around his shaft. Sue waited a moment for the saliva to build and then sucked gently. The gumdrop nudged backward along her palate and the shaft slipped deeper between her lips. Sue nursed the thick candy cane, enjoying the sweet, minty effluent that built up as she sucked. It filled her mouth, eked from between her lips, and ran down Mister Cane's swirled shaft. Sue gulped it down and then licked up the viscous drops that had escaped. 

"Am I doing it right, Mister Cane?" Sue asked anxiously, mint juice dribbling from her lip. 

"Oh, yes, Miss Sue. Yes indeed." Mister Cane stroked her hair again as he looked into the wells of her deep blue eyes. Then he guided her head back to his cane, rubbing the tip across her lips and nose before pushing it between her parted lips. Sue opened wide and relaxed her tongue, paying attention to the motions that Mister Cane was making inside of her. As he eased his peppermint rod in and out, Sue found the rhythm and started pursing her lips in time. She sucked and lapped her tongue around the base of his gumdrop prickhead.

Before long Mister Cane withdrew his prick from her mouth with an audible pop. She looked at him quizzically. "You have it right, Miss Sue! If you keep going I shall release my frosting, which means you have done a very good job indeed! Do you want to taste my frosting?" Sue was intimidated by this, but she did want to learn so she nodded. "Then tell me where you want it. It is neater in your mouth, but some women enjoy watching my frosting fountain spray."

Sue thought about this and decided she didn't want to choose. "How about both?"

Mister Cane laughed and agreed. He let Sue take over this time. She licked up and down his cane then popped it into her mouth. Sue wriggled her tongue back and forth beneath his prickhead and then slurped it deep into her mouth. She bobbed her pursed lips tightly around his cane and took a long, hard suck. Mister Cane smiled and exploded. Splurts of foamy frosting filled her cheeks, piling into the corners of her mouth and slithering along her tongue. Mister Cane pulled out his spewing rod and aimed the prickhole at her nose. White streams of frosting erupted like blasts from a can of silly string. They foamed up and congealed in the air, landing in thick drifts across her cheekbones and into her hair. Sue scooped up the frosting with her finger and tasted it. "Mmm, salty-sweet frosting. Delicious, Mister Cane!"

The peppermint lumberjack smiled and light glittered from his black button eyes. Sue looked at him with a flush in her cheek. "Is there something more, Miss Sue?" he asked coolly. 

"Well, I enjoyed that very much and learned a lot. Would you indulge me further? I want to know about sex. Is there anything else your cane can do?"

Mister Cane danced a little jig and stopped with a flourish of his hands. "My cane can do many things!" The proudly straining rod suddenly drooped and looped into a circle, which Mister cane used to lift an old pail sitting nearby. Sue laughed with glee. Mister Cane moved forward and wriggled his cane in front of her. It slid like a snake between the buttons of her blouse and probed deep into her cleavage. Sue felt it writhe between her breasts and then worm its way back out. "But I think the question you are asking, beg your pardon if I'm wrong, is: can I fuck you with my cane?"

Sue drew her breath in a sharp gasp and searched Mister Cane's face. As always, nothing was there but a pasted-on smile. "Yes. I want you to fuck me with your cane."

"Why Miss Sue, what a lovely idea. Why don't you get comfortable? That's right, take off your panties. It is probably easiest to put your hands on the ground. Spread your knees and raise your bottom in the air. Don't look back. Close your eyes and focus on how it feels." 

As she got ready, Billy was startled when Mister Cane waved him over and whispered into his ear. "I need you to guide my cane, Mister Billy. Use it to pleasure your sister. I don't know what movements please humans." 

Billy was taken aback by this, but Sue was already waiting. Her red skirt was on, but Billy could see the pouting lips of her pussy and the blonde curls of her hair. Mister Mint bent his knees into round bows and nestled his gumdrop against her slit. He turned his placid face to Billy and waited. 

Billy moved behind Mister Cane and gripped the base of his peppermint shaft. Billy waved it up and down, quivering the tip along the folds of his sister's pussy. Sue sighed and edged her bottom backward. She reached between her legs and guided Mister Cane's prickhead into her. Billy put his palm on the rock-hard globe of Mister Cane's ass and pushed the lumberjack forward. He kept his hand on the base of the rod and eased it in, then pulled it out, then pushed it back in more deeply. 

"Ooh, Mister Cane! Your cane feels very nice. How it tingles!" 

Indeed, Sue was tingling from the minty vapors rising from Mister Cane's rod. Her pussy felt like it was alternately on fire, then quenched in ice. As Billy stuffed the peppermint cane into her slit, Sue felt the ridges spiral inside her. Driven by desire, Sue fucked back against Mister Cane until her pussy had gripped as much of his cane as she could manage. The gumdrop head bumped against her cervix. Sue was as full as she could possibly be.

Billy pulled Mister Cane out slowly, listening to his sister's breathing and trying to gauge what felt good to her. He soon realized that she most enjoyed the moments when the gumdrop entered and left her body. So Billy tried to give his sister more of those moments. He grafted his body onto Mister Cane's and started thrusting his hips into Mister Cane's buttocks, which thrust forward in turn and drove his peppermint rod into Sue. Billy imagined that the trio resembled one of those desk toys with the clinking balls that swung back and forth. 

Sue's arousal was growing by the moment. She was rutting with abandon, digging channels in the snow with her knees and hands. Billy reached forward and flipped up Sue's skirt and slip, exposing her bare ass to the cool air. Sue squealed and wriggled her ass deliciously. Billy's eyes were drawn to Sue in spite of himself. He stared intently at her nest of blonde curls and the crinkled lips of her twat, which were being stretched wide by Mister Cane's striped mulberry fuckstick. He watched the swirly stick slip deeper, then reverse. Sue's pussy lips inverted, pouting outward as they cleaved to his shaft. Billy watched the underside of Mister Cane's prickhead emerge from the folds of his sister. Without consciously intending to, Billy reached out with his hand to feel their union. He delicately flicked his fingertip over Sue's engorged clit. 

That was the last straw; Sue bucked and moaned with bliss. Her exuberance did the trick for Mister Cane as well. He retreated from Sue's quivering body and held his peppermint rod aloft. It shook mightily and jettisoned foamy blasts of frosting which sailed across Sue's pert asscheeks and pooled in the depression at the small of her back. Some of the frosting dripped down over her anus and came to rest in the curly nest of her pubes. Sue reached between her legs and scooped up the mixture of her tangy lubricant and his minty ejaculate. She licked her fingers clean, sighing in satisfaction.

Mister Cane looked back at Billy and pointed down the path. Billy stepped away from the mint man and hustled down the trail a ways, becoming suddenly engrossed in peppermint saplings and snow drifts.

Sue regained her composure and looked up at Mister Cane. He gathered his peppermint cum from her backside and offered his finger to Sue. She slurped the frosting from his finger and beamed at him with a wide smile. 

"Don't forget about your panties, Miss Sue." Mister Cane gave her some privacy and ambled over to Billy. "Thank you, Mister Billy. That could have been very awkward if not for you." He said it without a trace of irony, though to Billy the whole affair had been nothing but awkward. Billy sought a different topic.

"Do you know what lies ahead?"

Mister Cane was quiet for so long that Billy thought he'd gone into a trance. Sue walked up to them and looked back and forth, wondering what was happening. Mister Cane chose that moment to reply, startling the twins.

"I'm sorry, Mister Billy. It has been so long that I can't remember. "

"That's okay, Mister Cane. We will find our own way." With that Billy prepared to continue their journey but Mister Cane grew agitated. 

"Wait! Night will fall soon. As bright as the sun shines in this land, so is the darkness absolute. Things come out then that fear the daylight. Even I with my trusty axe do not tread the darkened paths. No, my friends... no. You simply must stay the night in my cabin. It is warm there and I have good things to eat."

He took them to a rustic lodge over the next hill. A tendril of smoke rose from the chimney. They could not see the sunset, but the sky was growing ever darker. Sue and Billy were quite cold by now and they were glad when Mister Cane ushered them in and stoked the coals into a cheerful fire. The twins sat in overstuffed chairs and watched the dancing flames while Mister Cane readied some cocoa, biscuits, and jam. They ate in silence, minds awhirl with private thoughts. Billy fell asleep in his chair and Mister Cane draped a blanket over him. Sue dozed as well, but stirred when the lumberjack went into his bed. 

He saw her wake and patted the mattress next to him. Sue trotted over and climbed into bed with him. She cuddled next to the peppermint man and said "Thank you for showing me such a wonderful time. I will never forget you, Mister Cane." She kissed him on the cheek and worked her hand into his pantaloons. Sue found his cane tucked along the bottom, coiled against his leg. She stroked it lovingly. Mister Cane made it dance inside his pantaloons. Sue giggled as she chased the wily thing around and finally captured it firmly in her hand. She tugged it and the cane grew larger, popping out of his fly and sticking up obscenely in the air. Glowing coals in the fireplace cast orange highlights on its glossy surface. Mesmerized, Sue stroked the cane and squeezed the gumdrop head through the O of her fingers.

"Can I practice again, Mister Cane?" Sue asked as she stared at his cane with wide eyes. Without waiting for an answer Sue leaned over and impaled her face with his peppermint prick. She loved its clean, minty taste and the way it stuffed her mouth. Sue bobbed her head up and down. She sucked and sucked, filling the lodge with wet, slurping sounds. Her mouth was thick with saliva and peppermint syrup; her tongue tingled as spirals of mint slid across her taste buds. Sue pursed her lips and worked her whole mouth around his shaft in massaging waves. 




Randy Land Ch. 02



Mister Cane gripped the back of her head in his hands and Sue groaned. The noise roused Billy. He tuned his head to find the source of the sound. The last thing he saw that night was Mister Cane thrusting his prick between his sister's bobbing lips, stroking her hair as she sucked him off.



Randy Land Ch. 03



Square Three

The twins awoke with the bright light of dawn. Mister Cane was standing in the kitchen making flapjacks and coffee. Sue padded over to the table and sat down, picking up a flapjack and wolfing it down. Mister Cane laughed and tossed her another one warm off the grill. Billy stretched, stiff and uncomfortable from spending the night in a chair. 

Sue ran her fingers through his tousled hair and offered Billy a plate of flapjacks. Mister Cane poured him a mug of coffee. The twins ate quietly, each lost in reflection. Soon it was time to go. 

Mister Cane walked with them outside and escorted them to the path. The gangly lumberjack lifted his broad hands and gripped their shoulders. "It was a pleasure Mister Billy, Miss Sue. Before you go, allow me to offer a parting gift."

He unbuttoned his fly and his candy cane snaked out. It grew turgid and pointed into the air with a gentle curve. The gumdrop head swelled. Mister Cane tweaked the stiff rod until he was satisfied, then gripped its base and broke it off with a sudden flick of his wrist. 

Sue was startled and gasped aloud, but Mister Cane was quick to reassure her. "Have no fear, Miss Sue. I shall soon grow another. My peppermint whistles used to be in demand. I could hardly make enough of them!" He handed the mint whistle to Sue with a dramatic flourish. 

Sue took it and then gave Mister Cane a hug. His body was unyielding and cool; he looked past her with vacant eyes. Sue and Billy walked off down the path, waving goodbye to the curious mint man as they crested the hill. He gave them a last wave, picked up his axe, and turned away. The twins soon heard a tinkling crash followed by a thud. The sounds continued as they walked though mounded drifts of snow, growing ever more quiet until they could hear nothing at all.

As they walked, Sue hummed cheerfully to herself. She examined the prick in her hands which had so recently been attached to Mister Cane. Sue recalled his words: "my peppermint whistles used to be in demand."

"Hmm, what does that mean?" Sue wondered aloud. Sue put the rod in her mouth and blew on it, causing a long, low whistle. Sue whistled again, louder this time, and the sound grew higher pitched. She moved the whistle to and fro, blowing it with sharp bursts and sustained breaths, gauging the tenor of its different sounds.

Billy watched her as they walked. To him it seemed as though Sue was fellating an enormous, invisible man. The sight was comical, but also caused him a pang of envy. Billy now knew precisely what the term "third wheel" meant, and it didn't feel very good. Even so, Billy could not deny the sweet sounds of the Mister Cane's whistle and he enjoyed the music.

Billy wasn't the only one who enjoyed the whistle's call. The twins were soon joined by a bluebird with chubby cheeks and a blunt beak. The merry little fellow soared around their heads, chirping in tune with the whistle. A few more bluebirds flew in, and then a yellow bird, and a trio of red birds. The birds chirped and swooped, creating a riot of color and sound in the air. When Sue stopped whistling, the birds circled thrice and then went on their way.

The path climbed and climbed, rising up a mountainside as they walked. Eventually the path topped a ridge, which circled the mountain. The twins stopped at this overlook. Far beneath them the valley seemed arid and hot. Sandy hills formed a wide desert. Among the hills was a forbidding structure. Its black towers rose high in the air, capped by pointed domes. Burnished red, the domes gleamed in the afternoon sun. Among them circled leathery, cruel-looking creatures. 

Sue was chilled by the sight and shuddered. "I hope we don't have to go there," she said, and the twins set off again.

After a time they came upon wooden signs advertising a new road. "Take the new Gumdrop Mountain Bypass!" read one. Another read "In a hurry? Gumdrop Mountain Bypass gets you there in a wink!" The signs were dusty and some had cobwebs. Eventually the twins reached this Gumdrop Mountain Bypass. It was a gaudy thing, flanked by rows of giant plastic gumdrops. The path was paved with plasticky grass. Old leaves piled in its corners. A gust of wind blew and a crumpled candy wrapper rolled down the path like a tumbleweed. 

They stopped to examine the bypass and the trail ahead. Billy noticed an abandoned ticket booth some way up the bypass. "This way looks quicker. Besides, there's no one to collect our ticket so we can just walk right on through." 

"But Fluffa told us to be open to meeting people along the trail. I think that might be why we are here."

"You're just hoping to find a new fuck toy to cram his cock into you." Billy regretted the words as soon as he said them. Sue looked stunned and tears welled up in her eyes. Billy softened and regarded her with contrition. "I'm sorry, Sis. I didn't sleep very well last night and I am cross. We should take the trail. This path seems far too welcoming, anyway."

Sue was mollified, but only a little. As they walked her sniffles ceased and she grew thoughtful. "Billy, Fluffa said I can only be here because I am deeply curious. But you are here too. So I know you are worried about sex also."

Billy did not answer but his face told Sue she had guessed right. "It must have been hard for you, standing aside while Mister Cane had his way with me. In retrospect it wasn't very sporting of us."

Billy kept his thoughts to himself and the pair trekked on. The trail rose ever higher and the air went from chill to downright cold. Sue and Billy both began to shiver as they trudged through deepening drifts of snow. Worse, evening was coming and there was no shelter in sight. Mister Cane had warned the children not to be out after dark; being thousands of feet in the air on an exposed ridge in deep snow was not the way they wanted to spend the night.

"What are we going to do, Billy?" Sue asked. Trepidation laced her words and she looked about with wide eyes.

"Sis, I don't know. It is far too late to reach Gumdrop Mountain Bypass and there is nothing along the trail below us. We don't have any choice but to push on."

"Do let's hurry. I am getting cold."

Billy came over and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. He rubbed her arms to warm her up. The twins hustled along as fast as they could. The evening deepened and the sky took on an indigo cast. Far off along the mountain rage they heard a mournful howl. It was echoed somewhere nearby. Just when they were giving up hope, Billy saw a signpost on the side of the trail that read "Gumdrop Mountain Welcome Center." The wooden finger pointed up the trail.

"Here we go, Sue! What could be better than a Welcome Center!" Invigorated, the duo rushed down the trail, which grew ever more dim as the sun went down. They rounded a bend and saw a glorious sight. The last vestige of the sun dipped behind the mountain range. Silhouetted against the sky was a gumdrop-shaped building. A curved sidewalk lined with ropes led from the trail up a ramp to the entryway. A light was on in a window of the welcome center, casting yellow highlights across the snow caps. 

The twins rushed up the ramp and came to massive wooden doors set into the entry arch. Two rounded orbs of brass were set into the door on hinges. Pull tabs were set in the center of each, forming small peaks. Billy pinched the pull tabs in his fingers, hefted the globes, and let them fall against the door with a resounding thud. 

From inside came a scurry. The doors opened inward to reveal a large, round chamber. Lamps in the walls filled the room with warm light. Resting on the stone floor were overstuffed sofas and chairs. Bookshelves lined one wall. In the corner was a snack counter. 

The doors were opened by a strange woman -- if indeed she was a woman at all. Plump and purple, she had a wide face with rounded cheeks and a nose like a plum. Three springy antennae sprouted from her head, laden with swirly discs. The woman was clad in a ridiculous outfit. Poofy pink bloomers with purple spots were snugged around her waist by a waistband of white satin. It was trimmed with crimson ribbon in crinkly waves. A ruffled white collar engulfed her neck; it too was trimmed in crimson satin. Her bespectacled eyes loomed large within the frames and shone unnaturally. Though she had on bloomers and a collar, the rotund creature was topless. Enormous, pendulous breasts with long nipples swayed beneath the frilly folds of her collar. Dainty lace gloves only served to highlight her nakedness.

"Visitors? Why goodness me. And at this hour!"

She beckoned them into the chamber and shut the door against the chill. "Brrr..." she said as she shivered. Billy noticed that her mulberry nipples stiffened from the cold. The peaks were so taut that he longed to touch them, but he quickly regained his discretion and looked away.

The trio stood staring a moment and then their hostess bustled into action. "I am Miss Jollies, the Official Greeter of Gumdrop Mountain. Well, unofficial, really. The jolly chap that used to run this place was mysteriously taken away without any explanation at all." She stared at the ceiling for a moment in a bemused reverie and shuddered, then turned to them. "Welcome to the welcome center! May I offer you some hot chocolate?"

Miss Jollies hurried behind the snack counter and fiddled with the hot water percolator. It whirred a bit and then sparked, sending a puff of smoke skyward. "Oh. Damn," Miss Jollies said, and put her hands on the counter. She stared at the two with her strangely whirling eyes. "I don't receive many visitors. Ever since that goddamned bypass opened up, no one comes this way anymore."

"That's okay, Miss Jollies," said Sue. "Do you have anything to eat or drink? I admit we are hungry, and cold. We were nearly trapped on the mountain and we have walked a long way."

"My oh my, you poor dears. Why yes, I have something for you. And as for being cold, why don't you join me in the lounge? There is a nice fire going there."

She ushered them into another room with overstuffed sofas and chairs, and bookshelves lining the walls. Billy looked from one room to the other. "Isn't this... the same as the other room?"

"Don't be silly, dear. This is the lounge. That was the waiting room."

Billy and Sue took seats in front of a roaring fire and felt the cold melt away. Sue took off her knee socks and hung them to dry by the fire. Billy did the same with his pants, which were soaked from the knees down.

Miss Jollies brought them a tray with warmish tea and crackers, plus dried fruit and some gumdrops. The twins ate them up ravenously. Miss Jollies watched them with a mixture of curiosity and concern. 

"Thank you!" Billy said when they had finished, "that hit the spot."

"I'm so glad. Now if I may ask, who are you and what brings you this way?"

"I am Billy, and this is Sue." Sue whispered and Billy amended his introduction. "That is to say, I am Prince Billy and this is Princess Sue. We are looking for King Candy."

"Royalty, even! My, this is a queer evening. King Candy, you say? He has not been this way since the ribbon cutting ceremony. That was some time ago."

The trio fell into an awkward silence while Miss Jollies stared into space beyond them. At great length she spoke again. "Some time ago to be sure." Her sudden comment caused the twins to start in their seats and Miss Jollies focused on them. 

"Oh. Sorry. You must forgive me... I am so high right now. I wasn't even sure you were real at first."

Sue and Billy looked at each other in surprise. Sue's eyes were filled with questions, but Billy could only shrug. "That's okay, we know our arrival was unexpected. What were you doing?"

"Gumdrops, naturally. Oh, not like the ones I gave you just now. These are special gumdrops from atop the mountain. They will get you right, make no mistake."

Miss Jollies reached into a box on her side table and pulled out a couple of gumdrops. They swirled with eerie translucence. "Would you like to try? One or two won't do any harm."

The twins struggled to decide and finally Billy gave in. "What the hell," he said, and popped the magic gumdrop into his mouth. It dissolved on his tongue and left a faint herbal taste behind. Sue followed suit and popped a gumdrop as well.

Shortly the twins relaxed and sunk deeper into their chairs. The colors in the room intensified and time seemed to slow. Sue felt like the walls of the room were expanding and contracting simultaneously. But when she focused on a wall, it became normal again. Billy was keyed up. His mind was racing with strange thoughts and urges. He felt his reticence and compunctions fade away. The rude thoughts he might otherwise suppress bubbled to the forefront of his mind.

Miss Jollies watched them with interest and then repeated her earlier question. "Now that we're settled in, who are you and what brings you this way?"

Billy sighed and glanced over at his sister. "Sue is going to college soon so we went on a stroll together through the woods. Sue began to cry because she is worried about going to college and not knowing about sex. I can't help her because I haven't had sex either. Girls back off when things get heavy."

Sue piped up. "Then Fluffa took us here. We dallied with him awhile and he told us to find King Candy. He said we could help you and help ourselves at the same time."

Miss Jollies seemed pleased and leaned forward, staring intently at the children with whirling eyes. "How lovely! As it happens, I might be able to help the both of you. You see, this is a lonely place and I have plenty of time on my hands. I've devoted a fair bit of that time to sexual exploration." 

Miss Jollies waved her arm to indicate the bookshelves. Sue got up and looked around. The shelves were stacked full of erotica. Tawdry titles of every description lined the walls. Sue picked one up and looked at the cover. Fifty Tints of Pink. 

"Oh, put that one back. It isn't very good." 

Billy watched Miss Jollies and saw that she was tugging absentmindedly at her own nipples. She pinched and rolled the hard nubs between her gloved forefinger and thumb. "Miss Jollies, did our visit interrupt anything?" Billy tilted his head pointedly and stared at her pinched nipples.

His question brought a rosy glow to her cheeks. "As a matter of fact, Prince Billy, I was about to entertain myself when you arrived. You see, I have learned one trick above all others which really makes sex wonderful."

Miss Jollies had them on the hook and she knew it. Sue stopped browsing the shelves to listen and Billy leaned in closer to her. 

"Would you like to know what it is?" The twins nodded. "Delayed gratification."

"Huh?" Billy asked eloquently. He'd been expecting a technique or a position. To him, her answer was far too vague to make sense.

"It's like this. If you go to a birthday party and there is candy everywhere, free for the taking, you eat it up like greedy little monsters, right? And you don't appreciate it. You might even get sick from it. But say you have to save up your pennies to buy candy from the store. You have to walk a mile or two to get it, and then you have to wait to eat it until after supper when the chores are done. When you finally taste that candy, you savor every nibble. You make it last as long as you can, and it tastes far sweeter."

Billy and Sue both nodded in agreement. "But Miss Jollies," asked Sue, "How is buying candy the same as having sex?"

"Well, I have been readying myself for some time now. Weeks, in fact. Reading a sexy book here, petting myself there, all the while knowing that I would make myself cum eventually. And that orgasm will make me see stars. Tonight I was about to... well, eat the candy from the store, so to speak."

Billy and Sue sat back in their chairs, regretting that they had interrupted Miss Jollies. "If you want, we can leave you alone," Sue said kindly. "Just show us a place to sleep and we'll be out of your way."

But Miss Jollies continued to tug her nipples as she stared at the mint whistle sitting next to Sue on the couch. She licked her lips and her eyes whirled faster. "Actually, Princess Sue, I'm glad you're here. Sex is almost always better when others are involved. And if I may say so, that is one amazing cane you have there! Would you mind terribly... that is, I should very much like to try it."

The gumdrop had taken hold by now and Sue was very relaxed, though keyed up too. "Miss Jollies, you want me to fuck you with my mint whistle?"

An electric charge went through the room. Miss Jollies drew a sharp breath and Billy sat upright. Sue lifted the mint rod and stroked its gleaming sides. She pursed her lips and planted a kiss on its head. "Is this what you want? You want me to fill you up with this thick peppermint prick?"

As though in a trance, Sue stood up and walked over to Miss Jollies. Sue grasped her gloved hand and lifted the creature. Miss Jollies shucked down her voluminous polka-dot bloomers, stepped out of them, and bent over. She seemed comfortable that way, just standing in the middle of the room, ass in the air and tits swaying. 

Sue stepped behind the purple lady and examined her rear. "I see what you mean, Miss Jollies. Why, your pussy is positively soaked!" Sue ran the tip of the cane over the dark labia in front of her, which were shining wet. Miss Jollies shuddered in delight. 

Sue's voice took on an authoritative tone. "I just might fuck you with this nice, thick rod -- as long as you agree to let us stay the night, and feed us well. Also, my brother and I need to know everything there is to know about the path ahead and what to look out for."

"Yes, Princess Sue. Anything you say."

"In that case..." Sue said, and then shoved the mint whistle between Miss Jollies' cuntfolds. Miss Jollies gasped with pleasure and rocked back to meet the plunging prick. Sue diddled the cane back and forth, pulling it almost out of Miss Jollies' pussy before sliding it back in. The cane was only half way in and hadn't bottomed out so Sue pushed it in even deeper. Just when she thought it couldn't possibly all fit, Miss Jollies sighed as the peppermint cock reached the end of her slot. Sue left it there for a time, letting her acclimate. 

A good four inches was still protruding from Miss Jollies' mulberry twat. There was a hole in the middle of the stub where Mister Cane's frosting cum had originated, and now it made beautiful music. On a whim, Sue bent down, wrapped her lips around the base of the shaft, and blew on it hard. From deep inside Miss Jollies came a tremor of sound and a muted squeak; she yelped with delight at the vibrations. Sue gripped the fuckstick and eased it out slowly, letting the mushroom prickhead catch every groove inside of Miss Jollies on its way out.

Billy watched his sister in awe as she fucked Miss Jollies. He couldn't keep his eyes from the enormous purple globes swaying inches from the ground. Miss Jollies caught him looking and beckoned to him. "Don't just sit there, you silly boy. Don't you have a cane for me too?" 

Billy looked around in confusion and then understood. He rose from his seat. Miss Jollies stared at the bulge in his underpants. Billy walked towards her and stopped a couple of feet away. Miss Jollies reached up, hooked her thumbs in Billy's waistband, and tugged the briefs down. Billy's cock sprang free and bobbed in her face.

Miss Jollies reached behind him, cupped his buttocks, and pulled him into her wide open mouth. Her tongue was so wide and so flat that Miss Jollies was able to completely encircle his cock with it. His prick was a hot dog and her tongue was the bun. 

Billy grunted with this new sensation. His cock had never felt so completely wet and warm before. Miss Jollies rolled her tongue tight around his shaft and then bobbed her head back and forth. Her nubby taste buds massaged his cockshaft as she slid her tongue along it. The sensitive underside of his glans felt particularly wonderful. 




Randy Land Ch. 03



Sue continued to cram the cane up Miss Jollies' cunt, which sent her to rocking to and fro while she bobbed her head around Billy's fucking prick. Miss Jollies had never been so full of cock. She was gasping in rhythm with Sue's thrusts.

Sue watched the rod plunge in and out of Miss Jollies and had another thought. "Say, Billy! Wanna taste some pussy juice?" 

The thought appealed to Billy so he withdrew from Miss Jollies and came around. His eyes grew wide at the sight of her enormous asscheeks and wrinkled mulberry slit, which was stuffed with a peppermint penis. Sue eased it in deep until it bottomed out, then stepped aside. 

"Here you go, Billy. Use this straw!"

Billy sank to his knees and started sucking on the base of the cane. The vacuum brought the walls of her cunt tight around the gumdrop prickhead. Flaps of skin drew gently towards the pisshole as he sucked deep, making a slurping noise. It sounded like he had reached the bottom of a milkshake. But then the sounds of suction ceased as her thick fuck fluids collected inside the cockstraw. Billy sucked a few times more and was rewarded when a trickle of lubricant dribbled into his mouth. It tasted like a mixture of plum juice and musk. Billy sucked some more, moving the rod back and forth to collect more of her juices. 

By now Miss Jollies was moaning and rocking in place. Billy stood to let Sue take over, took his place in front of their hostess, and thrust his cock in her face. She lapped his balls with her wide tongue and then gulped his cock greedily. Miss Jollies yelped every time Sue plunged the cane inside of her. Since Billy's cockhead was buried deep in her throat, the sounds caused a pleasant vibration. 

Billy noticed that Miss Jollies was tugging one of her nipples so he reached under her heaving body and cupped one of her enormous teats. He ran his palm over her bumpy areola and then tugged sharply on her nipple. A couple more tugs was all it took; Miss Jollies exploded with a massive, shuddering orgasm. It was so prolonged and so intense that Billy thought she was having a fit. Miss Jollies stomped the floor and bellowed at the ceiling. Her bosom quivered and her ass heaved with pleasure as her body shook. Miss Jollies had forgotten Billy in the heat of the moment so he squeezed her tits together and thrust his slickened cock between them. Billy mounted her tits and banged away until he felt his own climax arrive. His cock quivered deep within her purple cleavage, spurting sticky cum all over her breasts. This added lubrication made his cock feel even better so Billy thrust a few more times and eked out a second round of cum spurts.

Sue withdrew the cane from Miss Jollies with a loud, sucking plop and came around. She rubbed the gumdrop cockhead around Miss Jollies' lips and eased it inside her mouth. Then Sue wrapped her lips around the other end and blew on it. Miss Jollies felt her own fuck cream spray out of the giant cock into her mouth. She licked the shaft clean and wiped it down with her gloves for good measure. 

Sated for now, the trio sat back in the overstuffed sofas. Miss Jollies did not bother to hide her nakedness so Billy probed her body with his eyes. She saw his curious expression and widened her thighs, exposing her pink slit to him. She patted the cushion between her legs and Billy rested his head there. He explored her cuntfolds with his finger, then traced them with his tongue. Her giant clit was still engorged; Billy sucked on it as he would a lemon drop, licking its taut surface and slurping the juices. Billy slid his fingers, and eventually his entire hand inside of her cunt and fisted her up to his elbow as he tongued her clit. Miss Jollies reached another crescendo and trembled on the loveseat, staring upward with dreamy eyes. 

Billy tried to fuck Miss Jollies then, but sadly her enormous quim was far too wide to properly grip him. Instead he rubbed his cockhead up and down between her labia and rubbed his glans around her clit. "Oh my, Prince Billy! I've had enough for now."

Miss Jollies stretched and seemed to come out of a trance. Her wild eyes stopped whirling and settled to a sensible brown. She looked about her and put on her clown bloomers, and also a half coat which she buttoned around her massive bosom with some difficulty. Billy dressed too; his pants were now dry, and hot from the fire. Sue put back on her knee socks and shoes. 

"I believe you said something about a proper meal, didn't you dear?" Miss Jollies stood and went off into a back room. The twins were left to their own devices. Sue skimmed the shelves while Billy went to the waiting room and perused the kiosks. He returned with a bi-fold map of the candy realm. It was a saccharine affair, brightly colored with illustrations of jumbo candy houses and lollipop forests. A flotilla of neapolitan ice cream rafts bobbed in the water at one corner. The path they had already taken was indicated simply by a gingerplum tree and a few candy canes stuck in the ground.

"I don't think this map is going to be much help," sighed Billy, but tucked the map away nevertheless.

Eventually Miss Jollies bustled back. She carried a tray laden with food. There was warm bread with butter, roasted apples, and sausage. A pitcher of sparkling water with lemon slices sat among the dishes. The twins helped themselves to a fine repast and then grew weary. They stretched out on the sofas and fell asleep in the light of the dying fire. Miss Jollies dimmed the lights and then went off to bed.



Randy Land Ch. 04



Off the Path

The twins slept long and awoke refreshed. Miss Jollies had already prepared breakfast and was scribbling on their map. "Good morning, my dears. Eat up! Now I have penciled in some hazards you should be aware of. It is late in the season so some of the ice ridges melt and come tumbling down. Best for you not to be under them when it happens. So I suggest you skirt the mountain tight to the left and come down the slope just here." She pointed to a spot near the trail. "Then pick up the path once you have cleared the mountain." 

The twins finished eating and looked at Miss Jollies awkwardly. They felt they had behaved most crudely towards her. She winked and hugged them both. "You are almost clear of the mountain pass; you did most of it yesterday. You should be clear of the Gumdrop Mountain Range by lunchtime and on your way to... wherever it is you're going." She handed each of them a tote bag with the words "Gumdrop Mountain Welcome Center" emblazoned across the side. Sue dropped Mister Cane's cane into her tote and slung it over her shoulder. 

Billy and Sue left by the front door and went down the ramp. Miss Jollies waved goodbye, calling to them to come back any time. Then they were back on the trail and walking between giant drifts of snow. 

In a couple of hours they came to the place on the map where Miss Jollies had recommended they leave the trail to skirt around the melting snow ridges. Just as they were debating whether to follow her advice, the twins heard an ear-splitting crack. Moments later the ground trembled from an impact. Sue shrieked and Billy yelped aloud; they clutched each other for support.

When the shock of the avalanche had passed the twins left the trail and hugged tight against the slope of the mountain. The deeper snow was uncomfortable and wet, though not as cold as Billy expected. Nevertheless, the twins were soon chilled and desperate to get off the snowy pass.

The sun was nearing its zenith when the slope grew less steep and they could see flat plains on the horizon. Far off the twins saw where the trail emerged from Gumdrop Mountain Pass and they started to move towards it. But as they walked something curious happened. The firm ground beneath their feet grew jiggly. The more they walked, the more the ground swayed. Another step and Billy's foot pierced the surface and was absorbed by the sticky ground. 

He tried to remove his leg and step back but Billy was well and truly stuck. Sue grasped him under the armpits and heaved. After a few tries his foot came clear with a congested slurp of melted gelatin. 

Billy shook his leg to remove the icky reside but it clung stubbornly. "Great," Billy said in disgust. "We can't go this way, that's for sure." The twins tested the ground in all directions and found that only the southwest slope was firm. So they went that way, hoping to clear the muck and rejoin the path.

As they walked, the air grew warmer and drier. The chill left their bodies. Around them were drifts of sparkling sand. At least it seemed to be sand, but it shone with a translucence that ordinary sand did not have. On a whim, Billy scooped some up and tasted it with his tongue tip. 

"Sugar!" he said in surprise. "Or more like crystallized gumdrop residue. Must be runoff from the Gumdrop Mountain Range."

At any rate the twins were now walking in a desert and were soon glad for having their clothing soaked through earlier. It acted as a swamp cooler, buffering them from the intense, arid heat around them. 

Billy took off his damp sweater vest and wrapped it around his head. Sue dug around in her tote back and was grateful to find a jumbo plastic bottle full of water. "Gumdrop Gulp, indeed" said Sue wryly, reading the side of the bottle. She took a gulp and the pair kept walking. 

Only now they were turned around. The sun was directly overhead and their footsteps were quickly swallowed by the sinking sugar. They walked in the direction they thought they had been going, but they were off by a step or two. Those two steps became four, then eight, and soon the twins were walking in another direction altogether. That's when Sue spied the creatures. 

Small at first, flapping their leathery wings against the sun, the creatures circled lazily in the sky. But then they stopped circling and hung still. "Oh, no!" Sue exclaimed. "We are near that awful looking black castle! We must have gotten quite turned around!" Sue took a sharp turn to the right and started walking north when she realized that the creatures were not hovering still in the air. They were growing larger and larger with alarming rapidity. 

"Run, Billy!" Sue cried as she leaped forward and started to run. It was no use. Behind them the twins heard leathery rasps and then they were knocked to the ground. Over their heads swooped massive, cruel bat creatures with wingspans the size of small buses. Billy was caught up by one around his shoulders and lifted into the air. Sue was likewise caught, writhing in vain and almost losing her tote bag. 

The twins were carried high aloft. The ground spiraled away and they saw wondrous lollipop forests and cotton candy hillsides. The Randy Palace gleamed in the distance. Sue spied a caravan of covered wagons to the north, inching their way through the sugar sands towards the palace. Looking to the south, with a pang of longing Sue recognized the Gingerplum Orchard. Fluffa must be there even now. Could he see her?

Soon they descended towards a most evil looking place. Its black towers gleamed in the afternoon sun like burnished obsidian, curving menacingly into the air. Atop each were domes of rose-tinted copper. The tip of each featured a cruel twist. A massive archway, painted blood red, covered a door set into the facade. 

But the twins did not enter the castle this way. The bats flew to an arched window high above the ground. It was wide enough to accommodate their broad wings. The bats dumped the twins unceremoniously onto the stone floor, which was covered by a thick layer of straw. Then the creatures wheeled and rushed past the twins, out the window, to flit around in the sky and continue their patrol.

Before the twins could properly get their bearings a heavy door opened and two guards walked in. They were shirtless, with criss-crossed chest bands of studded leather. Their bulging muscles were oiled. One carried a whip, which he cracked menacingly while the other pushed Billy into the wall and strapped his wrists to iron rings set deep into the stone. Sue was pushed face first onto a leather pommel horse and likewise strapped. The guard cinched the leather around her wrists then buckled them tight. 

As soon as the guards left, a foppish dandy strode in. He was clad primarily in skintight leather which was the color of black plum. Patent leather gauntlets and greaves of cherry red protected his forearms and shins. His shoulder armor was also red and striped with dark streaks; curved spikes protruded from each shoulder. A chest plate of burnished leather protected his broad, muscled torso. Cherry red spats with jangly laces dominated his leather shoes. A similar flourish accented the man's hat, which nearly consumed his entire head. Made of dark plum leather, its jaunty brim swooped in a wide arc above his well coiffed, dark red hair.

There was something elfin about the man. His ears and nose were dramatically pointed and his foot-long beard spiraled like a unicorn horn from his chin. The laconic slant of his eyes and his cheerful smile belied a cruel streak lurking beneath the surface. His warm brown eyes sparkled, projecting a mask of innocence.

He grasped a wicked cane which spiraled into a point. It flexed against the ground as he leaned on it; it seemed like more of a riding crop or a whip. With a dramatic flourish the man swept back his cape, which was actually a curtain of braided whips, then tipped his hat. 

"I am Lord Lickerish," he intoned drolly. "I would ask you to sit, but... you seem tied up at the moment."

Lord Lickerish moved around, taking in the twins. He gripped Billy's chin and peered at him passively. Lord Lickerish stared long into the deep blue depths of Billy's eyes, seeking something which he did not find. 

He tweaked Billy's face aside in disgust and then dug through his Welcome Center tote bag. "Oh, you've visited the welcome center. How very pedestrian of you. Well, let's have a look. A water bottle, good... a map, naturally. What is this light reading here? " He pulled out a paperback with a doe eyed blonde on the cover in a lacy bra holding a lollipop. The title 'Candy' ran above her in psychedelic pink letters. Lord Lickerish sighed and then pulled out some oddly shimmering gumdrops. "Best be careful with these, you dreadful boy." 

Finally, Lord Lickerish reached deep into the tote bag and withdrew a conjoined pair of massive gumdrops which were shaped precisely like breasts. Life sized, in fact. Capped by gummy nipples, a deep channel of cleavage ran between the gently giggling globes. A note tied to them, scrawled in Miss Jollies' meandering hand, read "Something from the gift shop for when you get lonely."

"How positively boorish," Lord Lickerish sneered. "And you dress like a poster boy for the five and dime." He untied his cape, hung it from a hook in the wall, and went over to Sue. "Your sister, on the other hand..."

Sue was face down and straddling the leather pommel horse. Its slightly acrid tang filled her nostrils. Her wrists were bound on each side but her legs were free. Her red skirt draped on either side, just meeting her knee socks. The strap of her bra bulged against the thin cotton of her blouse. 

Lord Lickerish ran his hand over Sue's back, then down the curve of her spine and across her bottom. He leaned in close, so close she could feel his breath on the back of her neck. It smelled faintly of cinnamon. His pointy beard tickled her cheek as he whispered into her ear. The sound caused goosebumps across her back. "You are a delight. I'm going to have my way with you."

Lord Lickerish eased his crop under the hem of Sue's skirt. He lifted it high and peered at the secret flesh underneath. Then he flipped the skirt across Sue's back and pulled her panties down to her knees. Lord Lickerish ran a gloved fingertip across Sue's exposed pussy lips then snapped the riding crop down hard on her bare buttocks. She cried out in surprise and pain.

"Stop it!" Billy yelled as he struggled against his straps. "She doesn't like that!"

"How does she know if she's never tried it?" Lord Lickerish asked. He whipped her ass a few more times with stinging spanks and then caressed her cheeks lovingly. "There there. The pain will be gone in a few days."

"You are such a prick!" Billy spat at him. Lord Lickerish drew himself up fully and squared off against Billy. 

"A prick, you say? My boy, I am all prick. I have one, naturally. I also have this," he indicated his riding crop with its bulbous head, "which has filled in more than once." My fingers are like ten little pricks." Lord Lickerish wriggled his fingers in Billy's face. "And have you seen my nose? Well, let's just say it suffices. Why even my beard is a prick if I use the right pomade." 

Lord Lickerish leaned in close to Billy, staring at him with menace. "And if you don't watch your tone, I shall use each and every one of them on your sister while you watch." Billy's eyes grew wide. "Or better yet, I shall use them on you while your sister watches."

Lord Lickerish stood and came to a decision. "Your arrival caught me off guard and I haven't properly prepared. I must see what rooms we have available. Excuse me." He peered into Sue's teary eyes and smiled. "Fear not, my sweet. I shall return in a wink!"

He strode from the room and slammed the door behind him. The twins heard a lock clicking into place and then heard his footsteps recede.

"Oh, Sue... oh Sue, I'm so sorry! I don't know what we are going to do!" Billy was utterly grim as he surveyed their situation. Both of them tied up, and locked in a room whose only window led to a stories-high drop to the ground. Fifty, maybe sixty feet? Even if they did get down, they were in a desert, in broad daylight, with prowling bat sentries. Through his angst Billy saw that Sue was attempting a solution. She had worked her legs both on the same side of the pommel horse and was using her foot to release the restraint from her wrist. 

It was working, too, right until the moment that a shriek erupted above their heads. Twittering angrily, three of the leathery bat creatures batted at her face with their wings until Sue stopped touching the wrist strap. These were smaller than the creatures who had born them here, juveniles perhaps, but no less nasty. When she tried again they swooped on her, raking her with their claws and causing welts of blood to appear across her back.

Sue screamed and stopped working at her restraint. She huddled against the pommel horse and sobbed. The bats retreated to their perches while Sue tried to assess the damage to her back. "It doesn't look too bad from here, Sue." Billy tried to sound more encouraging than he felt.

Then Sue spied something and was inspired. "It just might work," she thought to herself. Quietly, slowly, Sue inched out her foot until it curled around the handle of her tote bag. She dragged it towards her, inch by inch, stopping whenever a curious bat flew near. Finally the tote was right below her face. Peeking lewdly from the top of the sack was the tip of Mister Cane's whistle. Sue gripped it in her hand and slid it out of the bag. She raised it upward until she could wrap her lips around the head. When she was all set Sue blew sharply on the whistle. The sound echoed off the stone floor and around the chamber. Sue tossed her head to and fro, whistling loudly and sharply. The bats could not pinpoint the source of the sound. They flew frantically about while Sue whistled. 

And then the birds came. They chirped merrily at first, flying in pairs, then an entire flock poured in. The birds became angry at the bats and started pecking at them, driving the bats from the chamber. Sue continued to whistle, a merry tune this time, as she worked at her restraint. She finally got it free.

From there it was quick work to free the other wrist and then unbind her brother. Sue continued to play while Billy looked around the chamber for something to use to get out. He spied Lord Lickerish's cape hanging on the wall and snapped his fingers. "That's it!" Billy said as he started unmaking the garment. He separated each whip into an individual rope and tied them together end to end. Before too long Billy had a makeshift rope of about seventy feet. He tied it around the leg of the pommel horse and then tossed it out of the arched window to the ground. Only it didn't quite reach the ground. 

"We're gonna have to jump at the bottom!" Billy said with trepidation. "Let's hope that sugar sand is soft!" Billy slung his tote bag and Sue's over his shoulder and shimmied down the rope. Sue followed close after, whistling and tooting with all of her breath to keep the birds nearby. 

When Billy reached the bottom of the rope he clung to it and then let go. Billy watched the ground rush to meet his feet. To his relief the sugar sand was quite forgiving and he landed without incident. 

His drop caused the rope to spring and sway, which tossed Sue around. She dropped the flute and then fell. Billy caught it and started blowing while Sue landed. One of the whips from Lord Lickerish's cape came free and fell into the sand. Billy picked it up and then took Sue's hand.

The twins ran south, guarded by a flock of jealous birds who pecked at any creature who came near. The bat sentries finally gave up and let the twins go. It wasn't long before they caught up to a caravan of traders in covered wagons who had stopped at the sound of the whistling. The twins poured themselves and their tote bags into the back of a wagon and the train set off across the sands.



Randy Land Ch. 05



Square Four

Sue and Billy waved goodbye to the traders as they crossed the path and headed south. The traders had dropped the twins right in front of Fluffa's orchard. The sight was bittersweet. On one hand the twins were in a safe and familiar place. But they were back to square one with nothing to show for it.

The twins went into the orchard and were immediately mobbed by the ill-behaved horde of annoying gingerbread boys. "What are you looking at? Scram!" Billy said as he raised the cherry red whip and cracked the air. The miscreants yelped in fear and ran off.

When they reached Fluffa's corner of the orchard he looked up at them in surprise, and then concern flooded his eyes. "Why Princess Sue! You are injured."

Fluffa set Sue down gently in the grass and left. He returned with a bucket full of water and used his furry paw to sponge down Sue's back. Sue removed her torn shirt so he could get to the wound. Fluffa wiped the dried blood and grime away.

While Fluffa tended to Sue, Billy explained their journey thus far. Fluffa listened intently, peering at Sue and Billy in turn as the story went on. Sweetlea and Sugarplum were also listening, and they puffed with pride and cooed at the twins' heroics. When Billy reached the end of his tale, Sue burst out in frustration. 

"And now we are back here, no further along than when we started!" She looked at Fluffa with a mixture of shame and ire.

Fluffa sat back on his bottom and thought for a moment. "I would say you are further along than when you started. Not every journey moves ever forward. You've had powerful learning experiences. Sometimes you have to move backwards in order to move ahead. Now there is one thing we can try. Perhaps you are are experienced enough now to take the Rainbow Path. But be warned: if they do not accept you, better to start over again and take the mountain pass."

Sue put back on her ripped shirt and the trio set off. Before long they came to the pillars and brightly colored mayhem of the Rainbow Path. It seemed to be a giant slide into a deep tunnel. Far off, the slide curved and there were waving fronds near the bend. Billy could not quite make it out.

"Well, let's give it a try!" he said, and stepped forward. As soon as he stepped onto the platform between the pillars, a short fellow with wild red hair stepped out. He wore a purple vest and curled shoes, and held a brass whistle in one hand. 

"Not so fast, stranger!" said the odd little fellow as he held up a hand in warning. "This path isn't for just anyone. Do you have a ticket?"

"Well, erm... no," Billy said uncomfortably. The man eyed him suspiciously.

Sue strode forward and faced the gatekeeper. "We don't have tickets, but I did recently fuck another woman."

"Yeah, and I blew another guy's cock!" said Billy.

The gatekeeper softened his stance and stood aside. "In that case, welcome to the rainbow path. Enjoy your ride!"

He ushered the twins to the top of the slide, got them settled, then kicked them down the slide with a great heave of his foot. The twins careened wildly down the slippery slope, their vision bedazzled by sparkles of rainbow colors, going faster and faster until Billy thought they would crash into the wall for sure. A turn was coming up and Billy cringed in apprehension.

Then waves of hands reached out from the walls to slow their descent. At first they merely arrested the twins' fall. But then the hands actually lifted the twins and oriented them to the next slide. Billy was surprised to find several of the hands groping him, cupping his balls and massaging his cock through his pants. Sue gasped as one of the hands goosed her, and another pair unbuttoned her lower shirt buttons. Before the twins could react to these intrusions they were off again, hurtling down through the rainbow tunnel on the never ending slide. 

The next turn came sooner this time, and the hands were more exploratory. Arms emerged from the walls and floor; their hands snaked up Sue's ribcage and felt her breasts through her bra cups. One devious hand popped her bra strap and the groping hands rejoiced, pinching her nipples and rolling them. Simultaneously, the hands beneath her formed a litter, lifting her by the bottom and exploring beneath her skirt.

Billy found hands gripping his chest and thighs, and other hands unzipping his fly and reaching into his pants. In spite of himself Billy found his cock hardening. The hands responded enthusiastically, tugging at his engorged flesh and fondling his tender ballsack. Then the hands heaved the twins over the edge of the next slide.

As they swished down the slide, Billy looked over at Sue and found her flustered. He imagined his own face mirrored hers.

This slide was long. As they slid downward, hands fanned above them from the ceiling and just grazed their speeding bodies. Sue found her nipples and her panties to be the targets, while Billy was receiving feathery slaps to his cockhead. The waving hands were very accurate, and combined with the speed of their descent formed a decent vibrator. Billy found his cock was throbbing now, pent up and uncomfortable, so he unzipped his fly all the way and took his cock out. 

Sue glanced over at him, taking in the sight of his rigid prick bobbing in an endless wave of groping hands which flew by like trees outside a car window. Billy was laying back on the slide, mouth open slightly, breathing hard. Sue was finding herself aroused as well, but not overly so. As the hands patted her nipples and panties, Sue relaxed and watched the hands spank her brother's cock. 

She found herself thinking about Lord Lickerish and the way he had spanked her while she was tied to the pommel horse. In spite of herself, Sue became aroused. Her panties grew damp and she couldn't help but pretend that the hands slapping her now were really blows from his riding crop. The thought jolted Sue and she touched herself involuntarily.

Before they knew it the slide came to an end. The last section was a long curve that let the twins come to a graceful halt. Billy found himself sitting in the middle of the slide with his boner waving lewdly in the air. He reddened and tucked it back in, zipping up quickly. Sue smiled and pretended not to notice.

When they stepped back onto the trail, Sue looked back and forth. To the east she could just make out the dunes of the brown sugar desert. Sue shuddered and looked west. This trail headed into a forest with throngs of singing birds. Cheeky squirrels peered at them from tree limbs. "This must be the way," Sue said, and the pair set off into the woods. 

The trees soon thinned and the twins emerged among bucolic hills with neat farms and pastures. The path crested a hill which gave Billy and Sue a good look at the surrounding countryside. In the distance was a farmhouse made of odd, bumpy shingles. Peanuts grew all around it. Sue recognized the house and became excited. "Billy!" she said, grabbing his arm, "It is the Peanut Brittle Farmhouse!" He agreed with her and they stared at it in wonder, for it had heretofore existed only in their imaginations.

Between them and the house was a farm stand in the valley. When the twins reached it they found a gaudy wooden table piled high with fudgy confections. A banner read "Grandma's Gooeys." Behind the table was an older woman with heavy makeup and a hat that looked like a giant chocolate cupcake. She beamed at them with a pasted smile and shoved a platter in their faces. It was piled with pies, candies, and brownies. all thick with frosting and piped icing. After their walk, it was the least palatable meal that Sue could imagine, so she shook her head at the woman. Grandma Gooey seemed not to notice and chose a large bon-bon, which she tried to shove into Sue's mouth. 

Meanwhile, Billy had noticed Grandma Gooey's daughter. Tall and gangly, she had flowing locks of cornsilk hair and wide, slanted doe eyes. Her pert nose sat above lips which seemed overly stuffed with collagen. Jangly star earrings and a tiara of chintzy plastic matched her star necklace. The shimmery bodice of her dress met poofy swirls of polyester stuffing. A slit in the dress revealed fishnet hose over long limbs. Billy was quite taken with her and tried to make small talk, but she looked at him with a bored, somewhat vacant expression. But she perked up when he introduced himself as Prince Billy; she leaned in close, adjusting her dress to reveal a bit more cleavage, and pretended to hang on his every word. She told him that she was a Princess as well.

Grandma Gooey and Sue both noticed the ploy -- in fact, Billy seemed the only one oblivious to what was going on. After his recent adventure on the slide, and now meeting a girl his own age who seemed interested in him, Billy thought this trip was finally going his way. He made a joke and the girl laughed loudly, gripping his arm and leaning against him for support. 

This exasperated Sue, who was having trouble refusing Grandma Gooey's redoubled efforts to woo her with high fructose corn syrup. "Excuse me, please," Sue spat out as she walked over to Billy. "We really have to get going, Billy."

"Oh, Sue, let's stay awhile. This might be an important stop."

"Maybe, but we have to find shelter for the night and we can't afford the time."

"We have plenty of time! This might be an important stop." Billy looked meaningfully at the girl in the flouncy dress, but he frowned as he did so. She was helping her mother pack up the last of the goodies from the farm stand. Just as they finished packing, the sun dipped past the hills and evening set in. 

"Well, we'd best be off! " Grandma Gooey said briskly, and the pair hurried away. A plaintive wail rose up from the hills. The twins suddenly felt exposed and they hurried up the hill towards the Peanut Brittle Farmhouse. 

They reached it and watched the sun set across the rolling hills. Backlit against the orange sky was the farmhouse. Its front door was an arch which matched the steep pitch of the roof. A jaunty chimney protruded from its peak, a tendril of smoke curling from it. Round windows with peanut brittle slats completed the cozy picture.

In front of the house was a woman in a blue farm dress with a white apron. She held a basket piled high with peanuts. A bonnet capped auburn hair, which was curled about the rosy face of an older woman. She placed a peanut in her basket, then noticed the kids. She peered at them through spectacles which strode her cheerful button nose. 

"Well, what have we here? Are you lost?"

"Yes and no," Sue answered. "We are looking for King Candy. Have you seen him?"

"The king does not come this way often. No, I have not seen him. But my dear, it isn't safe to be out here at night. There are... things on the trail that you'd best not run into."

Sue and Billy shared a worried glance which told the woman all she needed to know. "Why don't you stay the night with me. I have plenty of room and would welcome the visit. I am Mamma Nutt."

"I am Princess Sue and this is Prince Billy. We'd love to stay. In fact we spent many a happy time in the Peanut Brittle Farmhouse when we were younger."

"Is that a fact! Then it shall be a homecoming for you. Come on in! I have a nice stew going." Mamma Nutt smiled and Billy noticed something odd about her lipstick, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

The trio walked into a charming home with a comfortable living room and a large kitchen with a rustic table and chairs. On a cast iron stove in the corner bubbled a stew pot. It's enticing aroma wafted through the house, intermingled with the scent of baking cornbread. Sue looked around with joy and leaned over to whisper in Billy's ear. "It is just as I pictured it!"

Mamma Nutt served three bowls of stew and plates of cornbread. They ate in companionable silence punctuated by bits of conversation. Throughout the meal Mamma Nutt sized up her guests.

"Sue, it seems that you've been through an ordeal. I can see that something got your shoulder and you need to get that shirt sewn up. Would you like to take a bath? I can set out a needle and thread for you to sew that shirt up, too." 

Sue welcomed the idea and walked upstairs with her. Billy went into the living room and sat on a stuffed sofa. He heard the bath being drawn and eventually Mamma Nutt came back downstairs. She sat across from Billy in an easy chair. The reinforced skirt of her dress had a mind of its own and poofed around her waist. It was Billy's natural instinct to glance up her skirt, but she folded it around herself demurely and revealed nothing.

Mamma Nutt stared at Billy through her tiny spectacles and cleared her throat. "Now tell me son, what's eating you?"

"Huh?" Billy rejoined eloquently.

"Something is bothering you, young man, so you'd best be out with it. These things tend to fester. Why don't you talk it out with me?"

Billy was hesitant at first, but recalled the advice Fluffa had given them. "We are here to look for King Candy, just as we said. But we are also here for another reason." Billy paused uncomfortably. Mamma Nutt said nothing so he continued. 

"Sue and I are both curious about sex. Well... Sue is more anxious about it because she is going to college soon where the boys will be experienced. I'm not anxious so much as frustrated. When I try with the girls back home they all shy away from me. Now that we are here, I feel like a third wheel! Sue had all kinds of fun with Mister Cane while I sat around twiddling my thumbs. Then I tried to have sex with Miss Jollies, but her pussy was huge and I couldn't fuck it properly at all. And just now I finally met a nice girl who seemed interested in me, and we had to leave and come here! It is so damn irritating!"

Billy's voice had risen and his face was flushed. When his self awareness returned, Billy clamped his lips shut and appeared contrite.

"Are you talking about 'Princess' Frosting and that hussy Grandma Gooey? Trust me, you are better off. Unless you want to have illegitimate children? Remember, they don't call her Grandma for nothing." 

Mamma Nutt stood up and walked over to him "The good news, Billy, is that I think I can help you. I may not be what you had in mind, but if you are curious about sex we could have some fun together."

Mamma Nutt gripped the edges of the apron that covered the front of her wide skirt and pulled it up. The area of the skirt that had been covered by the apron was cut out, like a large window in the front of her dress. Now that she'd pulled up her apron, Mamma Nutt was completely exposed to Billy. He found that her shoes were actually knee-high leather boots. One thigh was circled by a red satin garter with frilly white lace. 

Billy was stunned by three things. Mamma Nutt was not wearing panties. She was shaved completely bare, exposing two pouting labia which drooped enticingly from between her legs. And she had a tattoo on her lower abdomen where her bush should be that read "EAT MY COOKIE." 

Billy couldn't help but stare. He'd seen Sue's pussy when he'd been Mister Cane's fuck surrogate, but he wasn't supposed to be looking at that. He'd been up close and personal with Miss Jollies, but she was a giant purple clown who wasn't even human, so that hadn't been entirely satisfying. This was the first time Billy had actually spent time looking at a real pussy. And after getting worked up from the rainbow slide, and again with Princess Frosting, Billy was turned on. 

While Billy had been enjoying the show, Mamma Nutt had removed her bonnet, shaken out her hair, and picked up a bowl of peanuts from the side table. She held them under Billy's nose and said "Don't my nuts smell yummy?" Billy nodded. Mamma Nutt gripped his arm and smiled. "Thank you, Billy. I bet your nuts smell yummy, too."

Mamma Nutt sank to her knees in front of the couch and unzipped Billy's pants. She parted the flap in his underwear and coaxed his balls out into the open, letting them rest against the cotton fabric of his briefs. She moved her nose in close to his crotch and took a deep sniff. When she exhaled, her breath tickled the hairs on Billy's ballsack and raised goosebumps. She pursed her lips and planted a wet kiss on Billy's nuts. That's when Billy understood: Mamma Nutt wasn't wearing any lipstick.

"Is that a tattoo, too?" Billy asked as he looked between his legs into Mamma Nutt's shining eyes. A red heart was tattooed over and under her lips. She smiled and the heart curved upward. 

"That's my kisser. It's where the love goes. Do you want to give me some love?"

Billy nodded again and Mamma Nutt smiled even wider. She held his eyes with hers as she lapped gently at his ballsack. Then she fished out Billy's engorged cock and opened her mouth wide. The heart split in two and engulfed his prickhead. Mamma Nutt suckled his cock as she slipped her lips tight around his shaft. She cupped his balls and then plunged her head down around him, taking as much of his cock as she could into her mouth.

Billy moaned as she bobbed her lips along his cockshaft, swirling her tongue across his sensitive glans. Then he patted the back of her head. "I'm not very comfortable. Let me take these off." Mamma Nutt stood while Billy shucked off his clothes. She was about to resume her blowjob but Billy raised his hand to stop her. 

"Mamma Nutt, I think I would like to eat your cookie." Billy crawled under her reinforced hoop shirt, which was like a small parachute around him. He ran his hands up her smooth thighs and traced his fingers across the letters on her abdomen. Then Billy ran his tongue through the flaps of her labia and tasted her tangy musk. Her lips were smooth and yielding, parting willingly to accept his probing tongue. Mamma Nutt lifted her apron so she could watch him go down on her. She curled her fingers into his dark ginger hair and pushed his face deep into her. 

Billy was enchanted by her bald pussy and licked every inch. It didn't take him long to find a rhythm, guided by Mamma Nutt's hands and moans. He slipped a finger inside of her and rubbed it against the roof of her pussy. He timed his finger thrusts to the laps of his tongue and soon Mamma Nutt was panting. It was her turn to tap him.

"Billy, I think I should like to get out of these clothes and be with you properly."

Billy stood and unbuttoned her bodice. Mamma Nutt shrugged and the voluminous dress fell to the floor. Her body was fully open to him and he explored it with his eyes. Beneath the frilly bonnet, apron, and dress, she was a rosy-faced cowgirl. Mamma Nutt had kept her figure well through years of picking peanuts. Her belly and breasts sagged just a bit but were smooth and pleasing to his eyes. Pert pink nipples capped her breasts, of which the left seemed slightly larger than the other. Her right breast was a bit flatter and the nipple puckered just a bit.

That's where Billy chose to adhere his lips. He clamped down over her nipple and swirled his tongue across it, feeling it stiffen. This caused his cock to twitch and soon Billy was grinding against her. Mamma Nutt laid back on the couch and opened her legs. She gripped Billy's cock and pulled him close, rubbing his prickhead against her parted lips. Billy was tense with excitement and pushed himself inside. He was gripped by a moist heat and stopped, savoring the moment, imprinting every detail in his mind. Then Billy's body took over and he thrust deep inside of Mamma Nutt. She met his thrust and pushed him back, coaxing him into a rhythm. Billy fucked her and watched his prick disappear beneath the words "EAT MY COOKIE."

"More like fuck your cookie," Billy said aloud, and Mamma Nutt cooed. 

"Fuck my cookie, Billy. Fuck Mamma's cookie. That's it! Right there!"

"Oh, Mamma Nutt, it feels so good! Fucking your cookie feels so... fucking... good!"




Randy Land Ch. 05



Billy felt a shiver run down his spine and his cock twitched. In a wink Mamma Nutt was out from under him and she clamped her lips around Billy's cock. She sucked him and Billy spasmed, firing his pent-up splurts of cum hard against the roof of her mouth. Mamma Nutt drank his sperm, massaging his prick with her tongue to get all of it. When he was drained she sat back on the couch beside him. 

Billy laid his head in her lap and tongued her slit lazily. He looked up between the bottoms of her breasts to see her smiling face beaming down at him. She pursed her hearted lips and blew him a kiss. Billy reached up and tweaked her nipples, then he sat up. 

"So, how was your first time, young man?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye. 

"Oh, Mamma Nutt, it was better than I ever dreamed! Your body feels so good."

"I enjoyed it too. In fact I have been lonely out here on the farm so it is nice to get some male attention."

The two sat in amicable silence for awhile before Mamma Nutt stirred. She stood up, then bent over to pick up her dress. This framed her perfectly for Billy; her long leather boots rose up her legs, which met the swells of her ass, and her glistening pussy was right in front of his eyes. 

"Hold it right there, Mamma Nutt," Billy demanded as he sank to his knees. He parted her cuntlips with his fingertips and licked her from bottom to top. Billy stood and asked "I wonder whether my second time will feel as good?"

Mamma Nutt laughed, stepped forward, and braced her arms on the easy chair. Billy nestled his cock in the folds of her pussy and tried to find the right angle to enter her. Mamma Nutt reached between her legs and guided him in. Billy gripped her waist and sawed his cock inside of her.

"Your cookie feels even better this way, Mamma Nutt!" Billy couldn't hide the wonder in his voice as he pounded her from behind. Mamma Nutt's tits swayed and Billy palmed them, massaging his fingers into the sides as his thighs slapped into hers. Soon Billy reached another climax and he yanked himself out of her. His twitching cock erupted and Billy sprayed clingy ropes of cum across Mamma Nutt's back, almost reaching the hair at her neck. 

"Gosh, let me get you a towel," Billy said and ran into the kitchen.

While this had all been going on, Sue had been luxuriating in her bath. The bathroom was nothing special, mind you, but it was spacious and clean, with a painted wooden floor, a tufted bathmat, and a clawfoot tub. The water was warm and soothing. Sue felt the grime of the road loosen from her skin and the cares of the day ease from her. But every time Sue tried to relax, she thought of her captivity in the tower and her degradation under the firm whip of Lord Lickerish and her blood boiled. "How dare he, that rotten man!" Sue thought, and also some less charitable thoughts, until she was worked up inside. This went on for some time, alternating cycles of relaxation and post-traumatic shame, until a new memory presented itself. The image of Billy whisking down the rainbow slide with his cock cutting a swath through slapping hands fixed itself in her mind. 

Sue was suddenly aroused and in need of relief from the day's events. Her mind was filled with psychedelic sparkles of rainbow color and the motions of thousands of arms and hands, Bobby's ruddy prick throbbing lewdly in the middle. Her ears echoed with the stinging slaps of Lord Lickerish's riding crop across her bottom. Sue tugged at her nipples, which bobbed just above the surface of the bathwater. She turned the water back on, adjusted the temperature, and eased her pussy under the streaming water until the cascade fell across her pussy lips. Sue tilted her pelvis until the waterfall drummed against her clit. It grew harder and her breath drew in sharply. Sue rolled her nipples between her fingers and rocked back and forth in the warm embrace of the bathwater. Each time she moved beneath the spigot, the vibrations sent emanations of sensation which began in her clit and echoed against the edges of her body. Sue rubbed the engorged button and tugged harder at the nipple clutched between her fingertips. Soon she was climaxing hard, trying not to cry out.

Sue got out of the bath and stood on shaky legs. She dried herself and got dressed. Then she stepped onto the landing to find Billy and Mamma Nutt stark naked in the living room. Aroused beyond reason, Sue sat down on the stair, lifted her red skirt, and doffed the panties she'd just put on. She rubbed her pussy as she watched them but it wasn't enough. So Sue took Mister Cane's whistle and eased it between her lips. She stared intently as Billy knelt behind Mamma Nutt and sucked on her pussy. Mesmerized, Sue watched Billy mount Mamma Nutt and pound away like a rutting stag. The sight caused a sob deep in Sue's chest. She shed hot tears as she watched her brother fuck Mamma Nutt, all the while pounding the peppermint piccolo into her throbbing pussy. When Billy stiffened and stepped back, Sue watched in amazement as his viscous white semen arced through the air and slathered Mamma Nutt's back. Sue jabbed the cane against her innermost flesh, rubbed her clit furiously, and bared her teeth in a silent rictus of ecstasy. 

The next few minutes were awkward. Sue came downstairs and pretended that she didn't know that Billy and Mamma Nutt had been fucking in the living room mere minutes before. Mamma Nutt discreetly went along with the discomfort and tension, making things as normal as possible. But she was uncomfortable herself, having yet to climax from her recent frolics with Billy.

"Well my dears, I imagine you are tired. I have guest bedrooms downstairs and upstairs. The bed down here is a bit more comfortable. Sue, you are injured so Billy, be a gentleman and let your sister rest there."

Mamma Nutt fussed around and made sure that Sue was comfortable, then escorted Billy upstairs. She showed him to a small bedroom directly across the hall from her own and left him alone to prepare for bed. Billy looked around the room. Small was being generous. The room seemed to be a converted closet of some kind, with a stuffed twin mattress on a wooden box frame and a small side table with a couple of drawers in it. Fortunately Billy didn't have many things. He set his Gumdrop Mountain Welcome Center tote bag into one of the drawers then stripped down to briefs and an undershirt. 

Billy turned off the light and was about to crawl into bed. But when he went to close his door, Billy stopped and stared at the sight across the hall. Mamma Nutt's bedroom door was also open. Warm, golden light suffused her bedroom. Mamma Nutt had changed into a satiny white gown. She was standing in front of a mirror, brushing her hair into gleaming locks which cascaded around her shoulders. Mamma Nutt set the brush down. In the mirror, Billy watched as she pinched her nipples through the sheer nightgown, the peaks forming ripples in the fabric. Mamma Nutt was watching Billy in the mirror with smoldering eyes; she crooked a finger at him and blew him a kiss with her heart-stained lips. 

With some trepidation, and a flutter of his heart inside his chest, Billy crossed the hallway and stepped into Mamma Nutt's bedroom. He walked up behind her, cupped her heavy breasts in his hands, and tweaked her nipples between his thumb and forefinger while staring into her reflected eyes. Her breath quickened and Billy subconsciously detected the scent of her arousal, as though it weren't a scent at all but merely heat radiating from her body. 

Billy continued to massage her breast with one hand. The other snaked under her gown and palmed the cleft between her legs. Billy probed her with his finger and found her surprisingly wet and intensely warm. He fingered her roughly, grazing against every part of her insides he could reach. Billy kissed the nape of Mamma Nutt's neck, then knelt and ducked his head under her gown. Billy tongued her slit from behind, bumping his nose against her crinkled anus as he worked his tongue inside of her. Mamma Nutt stepped off of him and led Billy to the bed. She removed her gown and lay atop the comforter, her hair radiating around her rosy, naked form. Billy licked his way up her thighs, slid his finger back inside of her, and started licking her pussy in earnest. He mouthed her bald mound and flicked her clit with his tongue tip, pumping his finger in and out of her.

Though Mamma Nutt found his technique somewhat crude, she was aroused enough that Billy's efforts found their mark. She clutched the bedsheets and moaned. Billy quickened his pace and was rewarded when Mamma Nutt shivered then bucked on the bed, moaning loudly and gripping his face tight against her pussy. 

In a few moments Mamma Nutt recovered and noticed Billy's rock-hard prick straining against his briefs. She lifted his shirt hem and kissed his abdomen. She kissed a trail downward, tugging on his briefs until his cock was waving free. Mamma Nutt pursed her lips and parted them around the flesh of his cockhead, sucking it greedily into her hot mouth. As she did so, Mamma Nutt yanked the comforter down and pulled the sheets aside. Sucking on his cock with long pulls, she arranged a spot and then released his prick. Mamma Nutt lay back in the cocoon she had just made and looked at Billy with a twinkle in her eye. "Why don't you stay here tonight? That guest bed just isn't very comfortable."

Billy laughed in agreement and looked down at her while he removed his clothes. He did eventually lay down to fall asleep in the bed with her. But it took a long time to get there. Along the way he rubbed his awakened cock against every part of her body he thought was appropriate, and some that were not. He rubbed it between her breasts, and in her face, and in her hands. He even buried it deep inside of her pussy. Mamma Nutt loved every minute of it, and had another orgasm while locked in a 69 with Billy. 

When he was finally satisfied and resting his head on the pillow, Billy murmured quietly "I don't even know your name." 

"My family hails from a far off land across the sea. My name is Bustina."

"Goodnight, Bustina."

"Goodnight, Billy."



Randy Land Ch. 06



A Longcut to Lollipops

The first thing Billy noticed when he awoke was a pussy hovering mere inches from his nose. Shortly after that, Billy noticed that his cock was rock-hard, but it didn't feel right. Then Mamma Nutt took a long, leisurely suck and Billy realized that his cock was buried in her mouth. "Mmmmm," Mamma Nutt murmured around the base of his prick, "good morning, sleepyhead."

Billy took hold of Mamma Nutt's hips, pulled her tight against his face, and began licking her pussy. The pair fell into a leisurely suck-fest, taking their time licking each other. When Mamma Nutt made him feel too good to focus, Billy laid his head back on the pillow and enjoyed the sensations pulsing from his cockhead as she sucked him rhythmically. Sometimes he almost forgot about the blowjob and focused on pleasing her, caressing the walls of her pussy with his fingertip while slurping gently on her clit. She would pause and moan, grinding against his face and mashing her cuntlips around his mouth.

Eventually, both of them reached unhurried climaxes. Billy came first, releasing a weak flood of semen into Mamma Nutt's nursing mouth. She drank it all and kept up a gentle suction while Billy rubbed his tongue against her clit in small circles. He found a rhythm that pleased her and dragged it out as long as he could before she finally shuddered with pleasure, moaning around his cock. Then she withdrew him from her mouth, wiped her face, and collapsed into a happy puddle across his body. Billy stared into her glistening folds as she rested.

As though answering some silent signal, the two sat up and looked at each other. Mamma Nutt's eyes were wistful; Billy's were incredulous. He wrapped her in a tight hug, luxuriating in the feel of her breasts pressed against his naked chest. "Thank you, Bustina. I will never forget this night."

"But now you have to go? To find the king?" 

Billy nodded mutely. Mamma Nutt stood and got dressed. "I understand, Billy. You are always welcome here. I enjoyed our time together."

They walked downstairs and found Sue, who was already preparing breakfast. "Good morning, Mamma Nutt, Billy." Her cheer was somewhat forced, but the trio ate together and made small talk. Then the twins gathered their things and stood near the front door. 

"Oh, I almost forgot. Here, take these for the road." Mamma Nutt tucked jars of peanuts and parcels of peanut brittle into their tote bags. She packed some lunches and put those in as well. Then she hugged Sue and gave Billy a peck on the cheek and saw them out the front door. Mamma Nutt waved to them as they walked back to the trail, heading off through the rolling farmland.

The morning sun warmed the hillsides as mist pooled in the vales. The green mounds flanking the path were muted and hazy with dew. As the day wore on the mists burned away. Dew wasn't the only thing vanishing. As they walked, the hills and farms dwindled until the twins were walking through nondescript plains.

The monotony of the walk highlighted the disparity in their moods. Billy was chipper, energized from his recent encounter with Mamma Nutt. The loss of his virginity had already changed him, although Billy could not see it.

Sue could see it perfectly well. It irked her intensely. Sue knew it was irrational; after all, before this adventure began, she'd assumed that Billy was experienced. Learning that he was as inexperienced as she had been a twisted comfort, and now that comfort was yanked away. The disparity which now existed was heightened and put her in a foul mood.

Billy tried not to notice. His mind was alive with satisfaction, satiation, and peace. He'd taken in every hill, farm, and flower along their journey, sometimes commenting to Sue and oblivious to her halfhearted responses.

The sun was high in the sky and beating down upon them. Even Billy's high spirits had quelled under the unrelenting gaze of the sun. He stopped when they reached a rare spot of shade beneath a scraggly tree. "What do you say we stop for a bite to eat?" Billy suggested to his taciturn twin. Sue stopped and shrugged. Billy rummaged through his tote and pulled out the lunch Mamma Nutt had packed for him. There was a half loaf of rustic bread, some dried apples, and a summer sausage. Sue saw it and snorted. "Well isn't that ironic."

Billy looked baffled. "What?"

"You gave her your sausage, and now she's returning the favor."

Billy immediately reddened and stared at the dusty road in anger. He spun on Sue. "What is your problem? You've been a pill all day."

"Oh yes, I am definitely the rude one. Please accept my genuine apology." Her voice dripped with sarcasm.

Billy glowered at her with a mixture of confusion, anger, and hurt. "I mean it Sue, what is your problem? How have I been rude to you?"

"Huh, let's see. You got a huge boner for Princess Fuckthing or whatever her name was. You wouldn't remember because you couldn't take your eyes off her ass long enough to look her in the eye. When that went south, you banged the next available pussy you could find, which just happened to be a desperate old lady who was probably too intimidated to turn you away. Tell me, Billy, were you thinking of that anorexic slut while you put it to a woman old enough to be your mother?"

Sue knew she was being harsh but could not put on the brakes. Billy was now stunned and rigid with fury. "You think I took advantage of Mamma Nutt? Are you calling me a rapist?"

"No, just inconsiderate. And by the way, it was so gentlemanly of you to stick it to our hostess while I twiddled my thumbs in the corner. I slept great, thanks for asking."

"That is a fine accusation coming from you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"The first guy you came across, you banged right in the middle of the path, ass open to the world. You want to talk about a third wheel? At least you had your own room. I got to 'enjoy' the sight of you sucking off Mister Cane in the same room while I was shoehorned into a loveseat. And you're giving me a hard time? Look in the mirror, Sue. Hypocrite."

It was Sue's turn to flush. Billy shoved his uneaten food back into his tote and shouldered the bag as he stormed off down the path. Sue let him get ahead but shadowed him, keeping pace and eating her lunch as she walked. 

The confrontation had deflated the frustration that had been swelling within her all day, but it hadn't made Sue feel any better. Now, instead of one of them being happy and one upset, both were upset. Sue felt that she should have kept her mouth shut, but it was too late for that. 

She pondered what Billy had said to her for awhile and then hurried her pace to catch up with him. He did not notice her, or pretended not to. His face was set and he trudged down the path grimly. Sue tugged at Billy's shirt hem but he pushed her hand away and kept walking. 

"Billy, I'm sorry about what I said earlier."

"Apology not accepted. Now leave me alone."

"Please, let me explain."

Billy slowed and let her walk beside him, though the grim mask of his face did not yield. Sue composed her thoughts and swallowed hard. "I saw you with her. I saw you having sex with Mamma Nutt."

This startled Billy and he stopped to stare at Sue. She looked away and continued. "Not only that, I watched you cum all over her back. It kinda shook me up."

Sue started walking again and Billy strode beside her in silence. "Before we came here I was hoping you could offer me some insights about sex, but you were in the dark too. When I learned that, it was reassuring somehow. But then you lost your virginity right in front of my eyes. So now I feel alone again, like everyone but me is having sex."

"But Sue, you lost it before I did! right in front of me, I might add."

"That's just it. I don't see it that way. Mister Cane isn't human. I don't know what he is. He's great, but more like a charming talking dildo than a person."

Billy pondered that as they walked. Sue looked around. The flat ground now had some undulation and sparse saplings peppered the landscape. The trees were rail thin, with papery, white trunks and colorful crowns. Sue couldn't put her finger on what they reminded her of until they crested a rise and saw a thicket of larger trees with lollipop crowns. Seeing the lollipops reminded Billy that he hadn't eaten, so he rested on a fallen tree trunk to eat his lunch. Sue plopped down beside him and picked at the bark while he ate.

They set off again and the path led them through more copses of lollipop trees. Soon the thickets became a wood and the trees surrounded both sides of the path. Ethereal shafts of sunlight filtered among the lollipops and the ground was speckled with glowing spotlights of color. It was haunting and beautiful, and both twins stopped to drink in the sight. 

"So, you still consider yourself a virgin, even after the things you've done with Mister Cane?"

"Yes I do. I don't know if you've noticed, Billy, but there don't seem to be many suitable human men around here. I don't know where I'm supposed to find someone to help me with my... questions."

Just then the twins heard a resounding crash on the trail ahead. Lollipop trees swayed and parted to make way for a giant ice cream bar barrelling down the path. Astride it was a tall, fresh-faced young man not much older than they. He wore a blue tunic with puff sleeves in contrasting yellow. His knee-high boots featured decorative caps, as did his gloves. A yellow sash crossed his broad chest, meeting an ornate leather belt with a silver ice cream scoop dangling from a filigree chain. His wavy brown hair and cape whipped in the wind as he snowboarded towards them.

When he reached them, the lad leaped from the ice cream bar, which skidded to a halt. He held a cone aloft and caught three scoops of ice cream which were arcing through the air: chocolate, vanilla, then strawberry. With a flick of his wrist he sent a cherry flying from a pouch at his waist and capped the triple-decker cone with it. 

"Whoa, what a rush!" he said. bowing low and offering the cone to Sue. "Duke Swirly at your service, Princess Sue! Here, take my cone. You can even take my cherry if you want!" He winked conspiratorially at Billy, who rolled his eyes.

"Swirly? Is isn't that what they call it when they flush your head in a toilet?"

But the man was not listening. He was focused on impressing Sue. She did find him handsome in a generic way, but she was still startled from his abrupt entrance. Sue tried to compose herself while Duke Swirly yammered on.

"These woods are quite tricky you know, easy to get turned around. And the lollipop lights! So beautiful! But they play tricks on your eyes. I can guide you safely through, and in half the time if we take a ride on my cream board. Trust me, you'll like taking a ride on my cream board. Billy will catch up to us before you know it!"

Sue's bemusement was turning to exasperation as Duke Swirly took her hand and stepped towards the giant ice cream pop hogging the middle of the path. Billy's patience had also run out, and he walked to intercept the overly eager young man.

That is when the brutes chose to attack. They first knocked Duke Swirly to the ground, and then swept Sue and Billy over their shoulders and ran off through the woods at speed. Neither Billy nor Sue screamed, or even put up a fight, because the shoulders rammed into their midsections had knocked the breath from their lungs. Billy gasped for air and at length regained his faculties. He kicked wildly at the man carrying him, but the muscular giant merely grunted and adjusted Billy as though he were a sack of flour. 

Sue called over to him. "I recognize these men. They are guards from the castle of Lord Lickerish."

A chill washed over Billy and he resigned himself to their destination. The ride was uncomfortable, with him being kinked and cramped and jostled as the guards ran on, but the journey was at least speedy. The guards reached the edge of the Lollipop Wood and pounded their bare feet against the desert sands. Just as the sun was setting, the quartet reached Lickerish Castle and entered through the massive front archway with its crimson doors. The doors clanged shut behind them and the guards let the twins tumble from their shoulders into heaps on the floor.

Lord Lickerish stood in the courtyard to greet them. His eyes glinted beneath drooping eyelids as he ushered them forth with a flourish. "Welcome back, honored guests. At least you used a proper entryway this time. Which is more than I can say for myself. I'm going to use every entryway you have, proper or no." He snapped his fingers and the guards hauled the twins to their feet. "Our time together was interrupted. And I had such plans for you two!"

Their captor spun on his heel and walked up a curved flight of massive stone steps. The guards steered Billy and Sue behind him into a room with a copper door with a bright green patina. Behind the green door was an oddly appointed room which was a mixture of lobby and dungeon. Couches, loveseats, and ottomans of cherry red patent leather were arranged in conversational groupings around the room, with thick mohair carpets on the floor. Each piece of furniture had shackles and chains attached, and side tables full of whips, clamps, and dildos were everywhere.

The guards led Billy to a wooden rack, like a doorway without a door in it, and chained his arms to shackles set inside it. They pushed Sue face down onto a chaise ottoman and handcuffed her wrists together beneath it so she was trapped against the red leather. 

"Now where were we? This all seems so familiar. Oh yes. Your brother called me a prick, and I was about to show him what that means."

Lord Lickerish walked over to Billy and took his measure. Billy was mute, with his jaw stubbornly thrust forward. Lord Lickerish pulled Billy's pants down around his ankles and gazed into his eyes, which now betrayed a flicker of fear. Lord Lickerish picked up a switch of red licorice and slid it across Billy's bottom, then swatted his ass with the whip. Billy was taut with tension and repulsion. Lord Lickerish sighed.

"You make this as fun as doing laundry," Lord Lickerish said with a dismissive sneer. "A shame, really. I could open your eyes, boy."

He turned away from Billy and focused on Sue. He walked alongside her, leisurely trailing the switch along her calves and up her thighs, flipping her skirt up to reveal her panties. Lord Lickerish swatted her gently with the switch, then tickled the small of her back with it. As he stepped around, Lord Lickerish leaned in close, smelling her hair and whisking his pointy bear across the nape of her neck. 

"You've bathed! A welcome change, although I do miss that animalistic aroma that clung to you. What was it... ox? Camel?"

Lord Lickerish rubbed the handle of the switch over Sue's clamped lips until candy-red dye stained them. "That's it, get this nice and wet. It will go in easier that way."

Sue's breath caught and her pupils widened. Lord Lickerish noted her reaction with triumph, which he quickly muted. "You'll give good sport, I think. Let's just make sure, shall we?"

Lord Lickerish walked behind Sue, grabbed her ankles, and dragged her along the slick surface of the ottoman until her legs were dangling off the end. He tugged her panties down and pushed her knees into the plush mohair rug.

Lord Lickerish took in the sight. Sue's snow white knee socks made her legs seem to disappear into the mohair. It was as though she grew from the rug. Her labia were coral pink and parted slightly, coated in a fuzz of blond hair. 

"Will you give good sport, Sue?" Lord Lickerish knelt and eased his unnaturally long nose between her lips. Her pussy was hot and moist as he pushed further inside of her. His oval nostrils finally found their way inside as the tip of his nose bumped into her. He inhaled deeply. Sue felt the breath leave his nostrils as he exhaled; the warm current tickled her inside. Lord Lickerish withdrew from her and stood.

"How odd! You smell of arousal and peppermint. My nose hairs are tingling from it! But you are certainly aroused, my dear. Don't you know that I'm a bad man? I might accidentally fuck you while you are tied to that footstool. You wouldn't want that to happen, would you Sue?"

As he said this, Lord Lickerish ran the bulbous handle of the switch around and in between Sue's pussy lips. He twirled it like a pool cue being chalked. Sue gasped and shuddered. 

"Don't touch her, or I swear you'll regret it!" Billy shouted from his cage. Ire clouded Lord Lickerish's face. He strode over to Billy with the whip raised high. He stumbled when his foot collided with Billy's tote bag. 

"You're damned bag of junk again. Let's see what new treasures you've collected. Pork rinds and a French tickler perhaps? No, just these..." 

Lord Lickerish pulled out the bundle of peanut brittle, wrapped up neatly into a parcel of fabric and tied with twine. The ire left his face and he grew wistful. The tenderness was fleeting, but Billy had noticed. 

The sneer in Lord Lickerish's voice redoubled as he said "A trifle you picked up at a farmer's market stall no doubt. Trying to eat organic are we? Good for you, save the planet."

"No. I did not get that from a stall. Mamma Nutt gave it to me after we visited her in the peanut brittle farmhouse."

"What nonsense. Why on earth would you travel to some rickety old farmhouse to get candy when this entire realm is stocked full of it?"

"We weren't there for candy. We were there to visit the peanut brittle farmhouse like we used to when we were kids. Sue and I used to play there all the time."

The color had left Lord Lickerish's face but still he did not believe Billy. "What could you tourists possibly know of that farmhouse? This entire story is ridiculous and pointless. I believe I was about to whip you for your insolence, best to get on with it." Lord Lickerish raised his arm again and Billy winced, bracing himself for the blow.

"At least Bustina was hospitable, which is more than I can say for you."

Lord Lickerish stopped and lowered his arm. He looked from Billy to Sue, the light of menace doused from his eyes. "Bustina," he murmured to himself. Then, louder, "how is the place? I have not seen it in years."

Sue has been silent through this all, but piped up now. "It is precisely as I recall from my youth. It is set among emerald hills, with a cheerful puff of smoke coming from the chimney. Inside is rustic, but clean and inviting. Mamma Nutt had a stew going. It was lovely." 

Sue held her breath a moment and looked directly at Lord Lickerish. "Yes, just as I recall from my youth. If you grew up there, maybe we even played together."

Lord Lickerish seemed stunned. "Me, a peanut farmer? Please," he said unconvincingly. "In any case, I'm no longer in the mood for our game. You dullards do prattle on." Lord Lickerish spun and left the chamber. On his way out he snapped his fingers and the guards came in. They unshackled the twins and helped them gather their things. 

"Lord Lickerish offers you repast and a bed for the night," one of the guards said, "for it is nightfall, and unsuitable for travel."

Sue nodded and they followed him to a small wing of the castle. Two bedrooms met at a common room with a table, chairs, and a pair of sofas. The other guard came in with a tray. It was laden with breads, fruits, and a savory pie. A piping pot of cinnamon tea sent up a tendril of steam. The guards withdrew and left the twins to their meal. 

Billy ate quickly and retired; the day's events had not been pleasant for him at all, and had doused his high spirits. He welcomed a quiet bed and time alone. Sue ate more slowly and savored her tea, peering into the night through arched windows with diamond slats. Silver moonlight pooled in the sugar sands. 




Randy Land Ch. 06



Finally, Sue went into her chamber. The bed was dressed in red satin, with a thick duvet embroidered in silver. Atop it was a neatly pressed, flowing nightgown of fine white cotton. Sue gazed at it in wonder, then fingered the silky smooth cloth. Sue shed her clothes and slipped into it. The gown slinked around her body and accentuated every curve, as though it were made for her body alone. Sue slid beneath the covers, tucked her hand under the gown, and fingered herself until she came. Then she closed her eyes.



Randy Land Ch. 07



Square Five

Morning light filtering through the window woke Sue. She dressed in a hurry and went through the common room to rouse Billy. His face was peaceful among the mass of rumpled bedclothes. Sue watched his untroubled countenance as he breathed and remembered the cruel things she had said to him the previous day. There was no way to take it back now. Sue hated to wake him but they had a long way to go still. 

She shook his shoulder and Billy yawned. He stretched himself awake and took her in. The sight turned his expression to annoyance and hurt, which he quickly pushed aside as wakefulness took hold. But Sue had seen it and regret swelled in her.

"Billy, I said such hurtful things to you yesterday. But I am happy for you, really. And Mamma Nutt is a fine woman. If it wasn't for you and her, we would still be trapped by Lord Lickerish. I don't think you used her at all. It was meant to be."

Billy thought for a few moments. His face lightened a bit and he nodded at Sue. "We aren't out of the castle yet. Let's just focus on that."

Yet their escape this time was anticlimactic. When the twins left their room, one of the guards was dusting the staircase and the other was sweeping the floor. He scooped up a giant pile of detritus -- crumpled paper, a ruby and pearl button, a bit of string and some beads -- and dumped it into a waste bin. Then he led them outside and whistled. Two giant bats swooped down from the castle tower and hovered in the air above them. The guard pointed and made some hand motions and the bats lifted the twins into the air. The ground rushed away and the twins were borne through the air by powerful wing beats. The sand gave way to sparse grass and then lollipop saplings. The angle of the morning sun turned the jewel-toned shadows of the trees into long slants of color across the ground.

The trees thickened and the bats descended. They dropped the twins into a clearing around the path. With a rasp of wings the creatures were gone, receding into tiny dots in the sky as they sped away.

Billy watched them go and shuddered. "That was way too close. If I ever see Mamma Nutt again, I'm going to thank her until her ears fall off."

Sue smirked but kept her thoughts to herself. Instead she surveyed the path ahead. It wended its way through a thick forest of lollipop trees. Even if they'd wanted to stray from the path, they wouldn't have had much chance. 

Thus ensued one of the weirder parts of their journey. It was like a static version of the Rainbow Path without hands. As they moved through the ever curving wall of lollipops, brilliant lozenges of colored light washed across their faces. Sometimes the colors merged and morphed in the corners of their eyes. To Sue, it seemed they were walking inside a glass bauble with no exit, just an endless array of colors and curves. To Billy, It seemed like they were walking through a stained glass window which was breaking in slow motion. All they knew for certain was that they could go forward or backward, and they'd already been backward. 

Just when they were about to lose heart and try leaving the path, Billy caught a whisper of song on the wind. It was gone in a blink, but it gave him hope. "I heard singing ahead! C'mon, Sue!" 

Sue hadn't heard a thing, but she took his hand and jogged to keep up with his redoubled pace. Soon they both heard the unmistakable song. Well, song was too strong a word; aimless humming was more like it. 

The twins burst into a clearing, looking about wildly for the source of the singing. They startled a young lady who was laying on a bed of spongy moss and singing to herself while she stared into the clouds overhead. She shrieked and leaped to her feet, but not before Billy caught an intriguing glimpse underneath her dress. He swore that the girl had been playing with herself, and that her neatly trimmed thatch of pubic hair was purple.

The girl looked at them with a mixture of playfulness and detachment. She tugged her bright yellow dress around her knees and curtseyed. The flowing dress was adorned with lollipop trim. Its bodice ran up her rail-thin torso and ended at a trio of bright, translucent cabochons which dwarfed her petite breasts. Her pixie-like face was dominated by bright blue eyes, which were calculating and playful. Her head was wreathed in purple curls which looked like a helmet of sticky buns. 

At first Billy thought the girl had crammed lollipops randomly into her hair, but then he saw that they were anchored in a heavy circlet of pure gold. She watched his dawning realization with some amusement and then announced herself. "Welcome. I am Princess Lolli. I do not often receive visitors in this corner of the wood. In fact, I am uncertain how you slipped past my guard. Have you ill intent?"

Billy looked puzzled but Sue stepped up. She also curtseyed, although with less grace than Princess Lolli had mustered, and introduced them. "I am Sue, and this is Billy. We do not have ill intent. We are looking for the King."

"Ooh, goody! Then we can play!" Lolli giggled; the sound was like a lemonade fountain trickling in their ears. "I haven't seen Daddy in days. Why do you need to see him?"

Billy told her that the people were concerned that King Candy was missing, and felt that the realm was in danger because of his absence. 

"This all seems very dramatic and dire now, but it will sort itself out. I'm sure Daddy is fine. Would you like to play a game with me?"

Billy looked at Sue and shrugged, and she nodded reluctantly. "Oooh, goody!" Princess Lolli took them each by the hand and bounded up the path. As she skipped along she swished her hips, causing her skirt to sway wildly. A few times, Billy was sure he'd seen her bare bottom.

They reached a spacious clearing with thin trees around the edges, creating an open feel the twins had not experienced since entering the wood. Puffy cushions of moss dotted the ground. A brook ran through a deep pool of water and into the woods. Princess Lolli led them to a trio of cushions where they each took seats. Lolli's cushion was right next to the pool. She took off her heels and dipped her feet into the still water. The ripples cast dots of rainbow color across her face.

"The game I have selected is this: Tell a Truth or Do a Deed. On your turn, you can submit to answer a truth or perform a deed. The penalty for lying, or failing to perform the deed, is to take a ticket for the next Éclair Express and go wherever it sends you." She stared at them solemnly. "Have no illusions; this game can be taxing. Do you still want to play?"

Sue shivered as she watched the colors swirl across Princess Lolli's determined face. Yet she was also intrigued, and admittedly felt baited. At the same time, Sue wondered if this would lead them closer to their goal. "No risk, no reward," Sue thought to herself, and nodded to Lolli. Billy followed suit.

"Billy, are you sure your girlfriend won't get too jealous if our game turns... intimate? It has a way of escalating."

Billy was confused. "I don't have a girlfriend."

"Oh, forgive me. Will your wife get jealous?"

"My wife...?" Billy still did not understand, until Lolli looked pointedly at Sue. Billy chuckled. "Sue is my sister, not my girlfriend!"

"Oh, my mistake," Lolli said. Her voice had an undertone of triumph and her eyes lit up. Then she clapped her hands loudly. "This will be such fun! Let's start simply. Sue, would you prefer a Truth or a Deed?"

"A Deed, Princess Lolli."

"A woman of action, eh? This is exciting. Your deed shall be this! Dip your hair into the water."

Sue rose from her bed of moss and went to the pool. Spots of blue and yellow reflected brightly onto her white blouse, illuminating it like a lampshade. Sue's eyes gleamed as she bent down with her knees at the water's edge, tilted her ear to the water, and let her hair sink in. She dropped her head further and further until her scalp was drenched, then swayed her head gently from side to side. Sue rose up, catching her hair with encircled fingers and using them to squegee the water back into the pool. With a snap of her neck, Sue flipped her hair back across her shoulders, sending a cascade of sparkling droplets across the clearing. The drops rained over Billy and Lolli, who shrieked with delight.

"Magnificent! Now Sue, the boon is your to command."

Sue turned to Lolli. "Princess Lolli, truth or deed?"

"I'm in a truth telling mood at the moment."

"Do you know where King Candy is?"

Lolli's looked at Sue appraisingly. "I see that you grasp the spirit of our game. Were I to tell you the King's whereabouts when he wished to be hidden, that would be treason. So I would have no choice but to refuse the question or lie, at which time I would have to board the Express and our game would be at an end. But you did not ask me where Daddy is, only whether I know." Lolli tugged at her bottom lip. "I believe I do know where the King is."

"So he is alive, then?"

"Tisk, tisk, wait your turn. Billy, would you a Deed or would you a Truth?"

"I think a Truth to start."

"What has been your favorite part of your visit to these lands?"

"Besides meeting you, Princess Lolli?" Billy smiled flirtatiously, but as he spoke a dull red glow sparked inside a lollipop at the center of the clearing. The glow intensified within the crystalline lozenge until its light dominated the clearing.

"I am flattered, Billy, and I know you were just being sweet. But humor me and answer the question properly, or else I have a nice ticket for you to the Molasses Marsh."

Billy suddenly grew cold and a delicate sweat popped out along his brow. He saw the same trepidation in Sue's eyes. This was for real. They really would have to tell the truth, or risk being separated. Princess Lolli was expectant.

"My favorite part was fucking Mamma Nutt from behind and cumming all over her back."

The red light winked out, returning the clearing to its former mood. Sue had a pained expression on her face, but Princess Lolli was positively giddy. "My oh my! What a lovely adventure you've had!"

It was Billy's turn. Now that the stakes were clear, Billy was unsure what to do. He didn't know Lolli at all, so he wasn't sure what to ask her. And now that he had Sue under a truth serum, he didn't want to ask anything too sensitive of her lest he force her into taking a ticket. So he took the only path he felt was safe.

"Sue, truth or dare. I mean, deed."

"Deed, naturally!" Sue replied with more enthusiasm than she felt.

"That's the spirit! Play us a song on the instrument you have in your tote."

Lolli clapped her hands and set them in her lap. "I love music!"

Billy laughed. "This won't be much of a song. You'll see."

Sue shot Billy a mildly poisonous look and withdrew Mister Cane's whistle. Lolli's eyes grew round at the sight of it. Sue made a production out of fitting the whistle between her lips, rubbing it back and forth lewdly. Lolli giggled and then Sue began to play.

The tune wasn't half bad, actually. Perhaps from practice, or because this time it was unforced, Sue belted out a tune that wavered between jaunty and melancholy. As she played, birds flitted and swooped into the glen, chirping and twittering along with her song. The synchronicity of her notes and their chirps rose the hair on the back of Billy's neck. Sue wound down her song and the birds withdrew from the clearing, twittering merrily into the distance as they faded away.

"Lovely!" Lolli gushed, "and what a fine instrument you have. Are you experienced at playing the skin flute?"

"Tisk, tisk, Lolli, wait your turn." Lolli cackled at the comeback. Sue looked at the peppermint cock in her fingers and made up her mind. "Billy, truth or deed?"

Billy caught her emphasis on the word truth and wondered, but he saw the look in her eyes and resigned himself. "You seem eager for the truth so I will oblige."

"Was it awful for you to watch while Mister Cane fucked me on the trail?"

"Oh Sue... oh, no." Billy saw the trap far more clearly than his sister did. She understood events one way and thought this question would be relatively safe. Even if he told her it was awful, she would gain some sort of insight or know where she stood with him. But the real awkwardness was on an entirely different level. 

"Oh, no..." he said again, and the red light began to grow in the clearing. "Wait! I mean, I'll take a Deed instead!"

"Billy, I really want to know! It's okay... please just tell me."

"Sue, you don't understand!" At that, the red light winked out, and now Sue seemed confused, and on the verge of tears. Billy repeated himself, but more gently. "Sue, you don't understand. I wasn't watching. I was actually the one fucking you on the trail." 

Sue bolted upright in her seat and looked at him with a mélange of expressions that went by so fast he couldn't read them all. Billy quickly amended his words. "That is to say, Mister Cane told me that he had no idea how to please a human woman. He asked me to guide his cane so that he wouldn't hurt you. I really didn't feel like I had a choice. I stood behind him and guided his hips with mine. I held his cane at the base and used it to fuck you. That cane in your hands right now."

Sue had wet tears shining in her eyes and her cheeks were crimson. "Oh, Sue," Billy said and came over to her, putting his arms around her shoulders. Sue began to sob, turning her face into his chest. She'd been sobbing often since this journey began, which wasn't really like her. But sometimes, once heartfelt sobs begin, they remain below the surface, ever within reach. Billy wrapped his arm around her head, shielding her face from view as he stroked her hair. He turned to Princess Lolli, who had watched the exchange impassively.

"Princess Lolli, Deed or Truth?"

"Deed!"

"Help my sister feel better."

Princess Lolli snapped her fingers and a blue Lollipop glided forward from the edge of the clearing. "Escort Princess Sue to the Peppermint Wood. Do not tarry. When she is ready to return, bring her back here."

The Lollipop bent at the middle until its face almost touched the ground then floated over to the twins. Billy unwrapped Sue and she sniffled. The blue lollipop twisted its stick around Sue's waist. Its head began to inflate, distending from a sphere into a lozenge, and then a balloon. Soon it grew too large for the clearing and began to rise. When the balloon was high above them, it expelled some air with a sound like a zerbert as it sped off.

Billy watched her go and sighed. He sat heavily on his cushion while Princess Lolli moved about the clearing tidying up. She bent over the cushion where Sue had been sitting and brushed it with her fingers. Sitting down as he was, Billy found that he was looking directly up Princess Lolli's dress. Not only was she not wearing panties, but she had two lollipop sticks protruding, one from her pussy and one from her anus. The sight sent the blood coursing to Billy's cock which immediately started to harden. Eventually Billy realized that Lolli had stopped cleaning and was watching his face with some amusement. She stood, wiping her dress demurely.

"Well, that leaves just the two of us, Billy. Would you like to keep playing?"

Now that Sue was gone Billy didn't see the harm in it. "I could go a few rounds with you."

"Could you now. Well, I believe the boon is mine. Truth or Deed?"

"Deed."

Her eyes shone in triumph. Lolli gripped the hem of her skirt and lifted it into the air, exposing her bottom to his view. "I'd like you to take out one of my lollipops and replace it with yourself."

Billy walked behind her and gripped one of the lollipop sticks. He twisted it and pulled it out slowly. Billy watched her puckered flesh distend as the pop withdrew. Then he pushed in his finger to take its place and wiggled it around. Lolli giggled.

"Oh, my! That's certainly not the hole I would have chosen!" 

Billy continued probing her for awhile. "Truth or Deed, Lolli?"

"Deed, of course!"

"I want you to lick my lollipop."

Billy took his finger out of her and sat on the moss. Lolli sank to her knees on the spongy ground with a mischievous look in her eye. "Are you sure, Billy? I love lollipops. I suck on them for hours at a time. Days, even. I might have my lips clamped around your lollipop forever if it tastes good."

While she teased Billy, Lolli unbuttoned his fly and freed him. Lolli felt satisfaction as she watched his cock bob with the anticipation her words were building. Then she descended with her mouth relaxed and drew him in. The truth was that Lolli really did enjoy the feeling of a cock in her mouth. It was soothing and it gave her a sense of power at the same time.

To Billy, the moment was indescribably thrilling. Lolli was true to her word, and sucked him with a primal intensity. He entwined his fingers in her purple curls and luxuriated in pure sensation. 

Billy wasn't going to last long and both of them knew it. Frantic to find a way to slow things down, he untangled his fingers and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Lolli, I believe the boon is yours."

She released him with a disappointed sigh and a wet slurp, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "As you wish. Truth or Deed?"

"Deed."

"Switch clothes with me, then!"

Lolli laughed at the expression on Billy's face, but he did as she asked. Lolli was naked in a wink, simply removing her dress and crown. It took Billy more time, partially because he had more clothes and partially because he was drinking in the sight of her naked body.

Lolli was lithe and taut everywhere. Her skinny torso was tipped by delicate swells of flesh which barely distinguished themselves before terminating in pale nubs. Her adorable abdomen curved gracefully to meet a neatly trimmed copse of purple curls. These capped an intriguing slit which ran out of view between her thighs. Lolli's bottom was pert and round. Through not very wide, it rode high and proud above her legs. 

Billy preferred girls who had more curves, but somehow Lolli's lack of breasts and curves combined with her intensity to enhance her eroticism. She radiated feral energy and raw desire. When her nipples hardened, the sight almost sent Billy cumming. He just knew that having his cock inside of her was going to feel like a dream.

Billy finally shucked off his clothes and it was Lolli's turn to ogle. Billy unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall, exposing a broad back, chiseled arms, and a decently defined chest with a sparse strand of reddish-brown hair. Billy's brown nipples were almost the same size as hers. His deep belly button had another strand of hair around it.

She'd already had his cock in her mouth, but Lolli was anxious to see it properly. Billy took off his shoes, socks, and pants and then stood naked before her. His thighs were muscled and sparsely populated with hair. He stood akimbo as her eyes followed the trail of hair from his chest to his abdomen, then to the tight mass of curls that tufted around the base of his straining cock. It jutted rudely into the air, twitching with excitement, she realized, from watching her with his intensely dark blue eyes. His ballsack was crinkled and brown, tight against his cockshaft.

"Well, let me help you get into this thing. My..." she palmed his muscular back, "what broad shoulders you have! I'll just let this out." Lolli fiddled with a drawstring on the back of her sun dress which relaxed the tension in the bodice. "Now let's see..."

Lolli slid the dress over Billy's head and tugged it around his torso. It was a tight fit, even when she let the bodice all the way out, but it did eventually pop down. The waist rested above his hips and the dress caught on either side of his straining prick. 

"Oops, let's just get that out of the way!" Lolli laughed. She bent down and sucked his cock into her mouth, then released it and arranged the dress to fall over his erection. "What's missing? Oh yes!" She placed the crown atop his dark red hair and tucked the lollipop stick barrettes in place. 




Randy Land Ch. 07



Lolli pulled the other lollipop out of her nethers and then picked up Billy's briefs. She tugged them over her thin hips where they barely stayed in place. The front bunched up but at least the back was loose enough. She donned his pants, which actually fit well, and then buttoned the shirt.

The two stared at each other and grew even more aroused. Lolli stared at the peak forming in the front of her dress as his erection tented the fabric. She enjoyed the contrast of his hairy legs and chest against the bright yellow dress fabric. 

Billy couldn't explain the eroticism he felt at seeing Princess Lolli in his shirt. She looked even more feminine, yet with a playful masculine touch. He wanted to rip the clothes off of her.

Lolli was having similar thoughts. She closed on him and gripped his cock through the fabric of her dress. She stroked it up and down and cooed at Billy. "Why don't you sit down on this tuffet, miss?" She pushed him down onto a moss cushion and sank to her knees. Lolli tucked her head beneath the skirt and put her tongue into his belly button. She licked down his abdomen then up his prickshaft. When she capped him with her mouth and sucked him deep Billy exploded, spewing jets of sperm against the back of her throat. He spasmed again and again until the orgasm subsided.

Billy was keyed up and wanted more of her. He stood and pushed Lolli into the seat he had just vacated. He unbuttoned her shirt and lapped at her breasts. She guided him away from them because they were too sensitive. Billy was happy to take the hint and worked his way downward. He shucked down her pants and briefs, laid her back into the moss, and plunged his tongue into her folds. Billy took his time exploring, running his tongue tip around each crease and then clamping his mouth around her labia, capturing her whole pussy in a gentle suction. Billy picked up a lollipop, got it wet, and then twirled it across the ridges of her puckered ass while he slurped on her pussy. 

When her clit became engorged, Lolli made sure his tongue found its way there. She felt tension build inside of her, and her clit throbbed in coursing waves. She knew with a certainty that she was going to cum, but held it off, taking pleasure from delaying the inevitable. But then Billy plunged the lollipop into her asshole and sucked on her clit and the waves of her orgasm caused Lolli to buck and writhe. Her head came off of the cushion and her shoulders tensed. Then relaxation flooded her body and Lolli laid back. 

The pair relaxed for a few minutes until Lolli bounded upright. "I know an even better game we can play, Billy!" She pulled him towards the pool and sank into the water with him. The water was lukewarm and clear with a gentle current. Billy felt the grime of the road fall away. He also felt Lolli's eyes on him. Billy took in a breath to speak, and that's when she dunked him under the water. Billy came up sputtering, but could not find her. He felt her lips clamp around his cockhead under the water. Billy looked into the pool and saw her wave at him while she slurped away. 

Soon she let go and burst from the water, laughing. "All clean? Good. Then here is the game: The Anatomy Game. The rules are simple. When it is your turn, you announce a part of myself, then a part of yourself. I have to make contact between my part and your part. So, what say you?"

Billy agreed and the two left the pool to lay down in a bed of moss. Water glistened on their naked bodies. Billy thought and said "Your bottom on my chest."

Lolli got up and stood astride him, then sat down on Billy's chest. Her purple bush was inches from his nose and her pussy lips were parted slightly from the pressure of sitting down. Billy gazed at her in wonder and drank in her scent. Then he leaned forward, stuck out his tongue, and lapped her slit from bottom to top.

"My turn!" Lolli crowed. "Your ear to my nipple."

She laid down and Billy leaned over her as though he were listening for vital signs. He placed his ear around her breast until her nipple was centered in his ear. Billy made a show of listening and she laughed. But mostly she enjoyed the warmth of his head resting against her breast. 

They stayed there a time and then Billy said "Your cheek, my thigh." Billy laid back and Lolli rubbed her cheek upward from his knee against his thigh. When she got high enough she cupped her tongue around his ballsack.

"No fair!" Billy laughed. "If you want to use your tongue so bad then... Your tongue to my tongue."

Lolli scrambled up and stalked him like a tiger. Her eyes were shining as she moved her lips in close. She pressed them against his and savored the contact before dipping her tongue between his teeth.

Billy's breath quickened and his tongue was eager. The contact was electric, sending chills through them both as their breath became shared. Lolli's tongue flirted with his, promising then retreating until Billy became more assertive. He gripped her waist and pulled Lolli close. He explored her mouth, caressing her chin and cheek with his hand. 

In a flash their game was forgotten. Billy released her mouth and rained kisses on her cheek, neck, and collarbone. He kissed up to her ear and nibbled on the lobe, tugging it down with his teeth. Lolli ran her fingers through his hair and gripped his head tight against her as he bit down. 

The two rolled across the ground, attacking each other with lips and exploring hands. She gripped his chest and ran her finger against the grain of his hair. He grazed her nipple with his tongue and sucked on the side of her breast, just tugging the edges of her areola into the orbit of his suction. He mouthed down her side until it tickled; she shoved him away, straddled his belly, and bit his shoulder. Lolli settled her knees on either side of him and kissed his chest, then slurped on his midsection as she wriggled her way down his body.

That's when her pussy bumped into his cock, which was straining hard against the air. Lolli gasped and rubbed herself against him. She heard Billy moan behind the blood rushing in her ears. Lolli reached back, found his prickhead with her fingers, and nestled it between her lips. She scooted her knees back and sank around him.

Billy had never felt anything so hot in his life. Lolli seemed feverish, burning his cock with her insides. He disintegrated into her and lost rational thought. Instead he started thrusting, ramming his brainless cock into her. 

Lolli was taken aback by the ferocity of his onslaught but rode the wave, rising up and down to keep his cock in the best place possible. The base of his cockhead scraped against her lips before plunging back in to caress the front wall of her. It felt good but he wasn't quite hitting the right spot. Lolli pushed Billy back into the moss to calm him and then spun her body around to face his feet. She pushed him back inside of her and his cock immediately thrust into the spot that felt best. 

"Oh, yes, Prince Billy! That's it!" 

Lolli jabbed her abdomen around his thrusting prick, bouncing up and down on his body. Billy ran his hand down her back and kneaded the base of her spine, causing an existential shiver to run through her. Lolli started gasping in time with her thrusts and then erupted in bliss. She rocked up and down, moaning incoherently for a long time.

Billy felt her heat clamp around him. He paused, letting her revel in the moment. Then his need consumed him. Billy lifted Lolli and set her face down on the moss cushion. He bent his knees, straddled her, and eased his cock into her. Billy gripped her waist and slid all the way inside of her, then dragged himself back out. He thrust faster and faster, slapping his thighs into the cheeks of her ass. Lolli came again just as Billy moaned, pulled out, and gushed thick ropes of cum across her ass and the small of her back.

Lolli smiled sweetly at him and padded over to the pool. She sunk into it and watched the shreds of his effluent writhe in the calm water. Billy came over to watch her bathe. He sat on the edge of the pool and put his feet into the water. Lolli doggie paddled over to him and rested her head on his thigh. She licked him all over until she found his deflated cock, which she nursed into her mouth with wet sucks. The rhythm got Billy half hard, and he stayed that way for a long time while Lolli sucked him. His cock felt sore, but it was a pleasant soreness and her blowjob was relaxing. 

Eventually Billy grew a bit more erect and eked out a tepid trickle of cum. Lolli seemed happy with that and slid from the water to curl up with him in the warmth of the afternoon sun. Billy watched the psychedelic lozenges of light bobbing gently around the glen and drifted into a nap.

Sue's day was somewhat less relaxing.

It had begun with watching Billy sleep, then waking him to apologize for the awful things she'd said. She really did regret saying them; Sue was all worked up and didn't know why. Billy had softened towards her somewhat, which was a relief. Then there was the uncomfortable flight with the bats and the monotonous walk through the Lollipop Wood. The morning had been so slow. 

Until it wasn't. Their game with Lolli had been a whirlwind of intrigue and high emotional stakes. Sue had enjoyed it, and seized the opportunity to talk honestly with Billy. 

Then the rug was whisked from beneath her. Billy hadn't been a third wheel, stewing in discomfort while she rutted with Mister Cane in the road. No, Billy had essentially fucked her with Mister Cane's body. He had been an impromptu participant in a ménage à trois with his own twin. How must he feel? How did he think of her now? Sue felt she had ruined her relationship with Billy forever.

The tears had come hot and hard. Sue was disoriented. One moment she was cradled in Billy's arms, wallowing in her own shame. But now she was once again flying across the realm, albeit more gently this time, and she was alone. Not one soul, not even a bird, was within her view. Sue was soaring above the land in a cocoon of absolute isolation.

She tried to dry her eyes but the tears were still coming. Sue could tell that her face was blotched. At least no one was around to see it.

Sue looked down and wondered where the balloon was taking her. She was somewhere above the Gumdrop Mountain range when an artificial ribbon of green came into view. She drifted straight across it and felt disgust at how it marred the beauty of the mountains. Suddenly Sue realized where she was headed and felt a blush rise.

A chill breeze nipped at the exposed skin of her thighs as the Gumdrop Mountain Range subsided into gentle slopes of snow. The balloon descended. Glints of light sped beneath Sue's feet as they came in for landing. Sue was afraid she would crash into the ground, but the balloon pulled up to skim the surface. They crested a rise and skirted a plume of smoke drifting from Mister Cane's cabin. Sue heard a loud thwack nearby, followed by a tinkle and a thud. 

The balloon slowed to a crawl then stopped altogether. It hovered in place, casting a faint blue sheen across the nearby snow. The lollipop balloon released Sue and sunk its stem into the snow, then deflated. As the balloon shrunk back into its proper form the blue light focused and intensified until it was a single spot cast by the noonday sun. The lollipop quivered and stood still. 

Sue walked over to where she'd heard Mister Cane. She found him dragging a sled full of peppermint trunks behind him. He started in surprise when he saw her. "Why Miss Sue! What an unexpected pleasure." Sue approached him with hesitation. 

"Something tells me you are not here to see my cane this time. What can I do for you?"

Before she could formulate words, Sue began to cry again. Somehow, being at the scene of the event intensified her embarrassment. Mister Cane scooped Sue into his arms and carried her to his cabin. He set her down in the loveseat and went to make tea. Sue used the time to compose herself. She watched the mint man's deft movements and was reminded at how odd and lovable a creature he was. 

Mister Cane came to her with a mug of mint tea and sat. His ever smiling face was impassive and expectant. Sue took a sip and felt the tingle of the mint across her lips.

"Mister Cane, I have just learned something which has upset me greatly. Billy told me that when we three were here together, he used your cane to fuck me."

"Indeed he did! Mister Billy was a great help. I could not have pleased you without him."

The confirmation was anticlimactic since Sue already knew for a fact it was true. But his words brought it home again and Sue grew agitated. 

"Mister Cane, that is not okay! I am horribly embarrassed now."

"Did it not please you, Miss Sue? You seemed to enjoy it at the time."

"It felt wonderful! But... it was Billy fucking me, not you."

Mister Cane sat in silence awhile. Sue drank more tea and tried to calm the roiling emotions coursing through her. 

"So the pleasure is dependent upon who is giving it. That is a curious notion. I don't fully understand. Can you tell me why this upsets you so? I want to help you, Miss Sue."

Sue sighed and looked into his coal-black orbs. "Where I come from, brothers and sisters -- well, any family, really -- are not allowed to have sex with each other. It is a taboo. And to know that he saw me in such an intimate position is humiliating."

"Miss Sue, you and Mister Billy have walked this realm for a time since we parted. Has he treated you differently? Looked upon you with disdain or rancor?"

Sue thought about Billy's behavior towards her. She recalled his warming hands on her in the Gumdrop Mountain Range, and how he'd defended her against Lord Lickerish. He'd even tried to protect her dignity during their game with Princess Lolli. He'd also quarreled with her several times, which often was the case between them. No, Billy was acting no differently towards her than he ever had.

"He treats me no differently."

"Now tell me. Have you caught Mister Billy in any unseemly acts?"

Sue remembered watching Billy's cock as it was spanking by hundreds of speeding hands, and watching him suck juice out of Miss Jollies' pussy, and recalled the sight of his sperm arcing across Mamma Nutt's back as his cock spasmed.

"I'd have to say yes."

"Do you think your brother is a depraved monster? Can you look him in the eye?"

"Oh, I know you are right, Mister Cane. But it is still humiliating. I can't explain it."

"Well, perhaps you need a change of scenery. I know just the thing. Would you like to go sledding?"

The idea immediately lifted Sue's spirits. "What a lovely idea!"

"Then drink up and get extra warm. This might take your breath away!"

Sue guzzled her mint tea and walked hand in hand with Mister Cane to the top of a ridge. It dropped away into an undulating wave of hills coated in unspoiled snow.

Mister Cane took off his hat, freeing an unruly mop of pink hair. His pantaloons and suspenders came next, then his clunky shoes and socks. Finally Mister Cane removed his pale pink undershirt, revealing a chiseled, glossy body laced with stripes and swirls of white and pink. 

Sue gawked at him and Mister Cane explained. "Clothes only get in the way. Oh, you can leave yours on, Miss Sue. But mine would get caught on branches and such, and the friction would slow us down. I move much faster this way."

Mister Cane sat cross-legged atop the ridge and beckoned for Sue to sit in his lap. She did so and then giggled as his newly grown cane wormed its way up between her thighs and into her hand. "Use this to steer. Ready? Off we go, then!"

Mister Cane pushed off and they went streaking down the slope. The wind whipped across Sue's face and intensified the feeling of reckless flight. When then were about to reach the bottom, Mister Cane swerved and sent them cresting another rise. He knew all the routes and their ride continued endlessly. Sue steered them once or twice by tugging his cane left or right, but mostly she let Mister Cane guide them.

In fact, Sue began to wonder if the steering comment had just been an excuse for Mister Cane to get his prick fondled by her. Sue gripped it loosely and tugged her hand up and down the shaft. Mister Cane sighed with satisfaction behind her. He laid back in the snow with his head cradled in his hands and enjoyed the feeling of her fingers buffing his rod. The base of his shaft throbbed against the thin cotton of Sue's panties; she was pressed directly against him from the inertia of the ride. 

Sue grew wet at the idea of zipping down the hillside while fondling his cock. She rubbed herself against him and then pulled her panties aside. She leaned back against his chest, lifted herself off his lap, and positioned his cane just inside of her pussy.

As she did so, they topped a particularly high hill. Sue saw the horizon unfold beneath them, with hazy purple pines in a ring far in the distance. For just a moment they hovered on the brink before plunging down the hill.

Mister Cane sank deep inside of Sue as she sat abruptly in his lap. This was by far the tallest hill they had sledded down. The speed and unevenness of their descent caused Mister Cane's prick to vibrate wildly inside of her. He morphed the shape of himself to fit her more comfortably, which also made Sue feel stuffed to the brim with cock. She rocked up and down in his lap, grinding the ridges of his swirly stick against the base of her clit. Sue reached between her legs and rubbed the erect button between her fingertips.

Mister Cane slid his hands up her ribcage. He unclasped her bra, unfettering her breasts. He palmed them and then ran his fingertips in delicate circles around her nipples. Sue looked around as the evening sun cast long shadows across the hills whipping by. She felt the breeze rush across her exposed breasts as Mister Cane fondled her. The world was there for her alone; Sue was its master. The wind and snow and creatures of the realm existed only to fuck her and give her pleasure. With that thought ringing through her mind Sue climaxed. It was a drawn out series of crescendos, much like this endless sled ride had been. 

Mister Cane whipped them around the lip of a giant bowl to give them some momentum. As Sue regained her breath they coasted to a stop in front of Mister Cane's piled clothes. They sat still in the snow. Sue relished the feeling of his cool thighs pressed into hers and his chiseled chest against her back. Mister Cane continued to tweak Sue's nipples and his cock pulsed rhythmically inside of her.

Sue stood, dragging his cock from her with a pop. Mister Cane got dressed and the pair walked to his cabin in amicable silence. When they went in Mister Cane asked "Would you like something to eat?"

"Oh, yes I would!" Sue said, and sank to her knees in front of him. She pulled out his cane and consumed it, rubbing her lips and tongue over it before gulping it down. Sue sucked and slurped feverishly, desperate to suck him to climax. That didn't take long. Sooner than she expected, Sue was guzzling foamy blasts of minty whipped cream which expanded to fill her mouth and dissolved just as fast. When it was over, Sue was amused because it reminded her of the feeling left behind after she brushed her teeth.

Sue knew she had time to get to the lollipop balloon and return to Billy before the sun went down, but she was not quite done with Mister Cane.

"Let's eat, and then I have something for you to do," Sue said. Mister Cane made them a decent meal of cornbread and beans washed down with a cider which Sue suspected was alcoholic. Mister Cane stoked the fire. Sue went over to the bed and undressed. When Mister Cane turned around, he found her on all fours with her naked bottom pointed directly at him.

"We're going to try this again, Mister Cane. You will fuck me this time. I will tell you if you are going too fast or too slow."




Randy Land Ch. 07



Mister Cane moved behind her with a grin and his cane magically stiffened. It prodded the entrance to her pussy and then slithered its way inside. Mister Cane adjusted himself until he was comfortably lined up with her, then pressed forward until his thighs met her ass. His cane was completely engulfed by her tightness. He tried to recall the movements that Mister Billy had made. He thrust back and forth, pushing and pulling his prick against her flesh. Eventually Mister Cane grew extra hard, rubbed his cockhead against her lips, and released spurting jets of white foam. The first one sent a tingly burst directly into her asshole, but the rest glanced off of her bottom and slithered across the sheets.

Sue rocked back and forth as well, and had another orgasm. But it wasn't nearly as good as when Billy had been fucking her with Mister Cane's body.



Randy Land Ch. 08



Square Six

Billy awoke from his nap to find Lolli's lips clamped around his cock. She was nursing on it absentmindedly with her head resting on his belly and her body curled around him.

"This is becoming a habit," Billy thought as he stretched. The movement popped his prick from her lips and Lolli stirred.

Billy got dressed and he and Lolli sat together. She remained naked, and smiled whenever she caught Billy looking at her neat purple bush or her delicate nipples. Sometimes she made a show of screwing up her face and looking directly at him with moon eyes to get his attention. Billy laughed, and made a show of staring deep into her eyes. They were bright blue with a distinctive ring of grey, which made her eyes appear to be a funnel receding into the infinite darkness of her pupils.

"How did you know I was a prince?" Billy asked suddenly. 

"What do you mean?" Lolli asked evasively.

"Sue and I never introduced ourselves as royalty. Yet you told the lollipop to escort 'Princess Sue,' and earlier when we were having sex you called me 'Prince Billy.'"

"It is written all over your faces, I suppose," said Lolli, but gave up her pretense when a red light bloomed in the glen. "Oh, alright. Daddy told me."

"You mean, the king knows we are here? He knows we are looking for him?"

"Yes, and he's none too happy about it. Oh, he doesn't blame you, of course. He just needs some downtime. "

"But Sue and I are trapped here until we find him!"

"Strictly speaking, that's not true. But it is one of the clearest ways to return to your home. It doesn't really matter. I suspect that you and Sue both have learned almost everything you need. It won't be long now."

The red light stayed dormant and Billy was reassured. "I guess you are right. We have come so far. And I've had so much sex I think my dick is going to fall off."

Lolli suppressed a smile and kept her thoughts to herself. Instead she asked Billy if he was hungry. He was ravenous. Lolli snapped her fingers and a parade of creatures walked toward them from the edge of the water. They were red and translucent with diamond scales. Their stubby legs looked like fins. 

"What in the world are these?" Billy wondered aloud.

"Norwegian fish, of course." Lolli picked one up and pried open the thick shell. Inside was a steamed parcel of fish with herbs and lemon slices. Lolli whistled; from deep in the wood launched several rolls of bread, which bounded into the glen and landed next to them. A lemonade spring bubbled up and Lolli filled a pair of goblets. 

As they ate, Billy wondered at this girl before him. She was at turns needy and in command. She was obviously at home here, but Billy wondered if she was the warden, or was she the prisoner?

His question was answered shortly thereafter. Sunset came and Lolli danced in the distended lines of color streaming around her. Then twilight fell into darkness and guttural snarls emanated from the wood around them. 

Lolli clapped. "Ooh goody! Darkness has fallen. Would you like to play another game?" She tugged Billy's hand to lead him off the path into the dark wood. But Billy resisted her and shook his head. Lolli shrugged. "Well, enjoy yourself!" She skipped off in the direction of the loudest snarls. Billy watched her go in bemusement. He waited a long time for her to return, but she did not, so he laid down and fell into a fitful slumber.

Billy stirred in the gray light of early morning and spied Lolli curled in a depression of moss. Her pussy lips looked inflamed and there were round bruises on her neck and back. Hickeys? He watched her sleep awhile and drifted back off.

The next time he woke it was bright and cheery in the glen. Lolli had on a white dress lined with yellow fur at the hem and bodice. Billy rubbed the sleep from his eyes. She tossed him a doughnut and an apple.

As he finished he saw a blue balloon drifting towards them in the sky. His sister sat in the crook of the lollipop stem, feet dangling and skirt whipping in the breeze. The balloon reached the clearing and deflated as it set Sue down.

"Good morning, Billy! Lolli!" Sue said brightly. She gave Billy a peck on the cheek and tousled his hair. "Are you ready to set off?"

"I'm afraid that won't be as easy as you think," Lolli told them. "My mother is in a mood and it has raised a complication. The Sodapop Sea and its shores have a restriction in effect: No Men Allowed. I think she is peeved at Daddy."

"No men allowed? So we can't go forward? It'll take days to find a way around!"

"We could try the Éclair Express and hope it gets us around the Sodapop Sea," Sue suggested hopefully, but Lolli shook her head. 

"You are very close to the castle. Few destinations lie between here and the palace. The odds are that you'd set yourself way back."

"What can we do?" Exasperation laced Sue's voice. "If men aren't allowed then does that mean we're stuck here until Queen Libertine changes her mind?"

"No. It means we have to turn Billy into a woman."

Both girls burst into laughter at the expression on Billy's face. Sue thought the inconvenience was almost worth his look of dismay.

Lolli smirked at him. "Aww, Billy, cheer up. You look great in a dress!"

Sue raised an eyebrow at that but let it go. "So, what do we do?"

Lolli was more prepared that they expected. She walked away and returned with a large trunk, which she set down and opened. Billy glanced inside and saw all sorts of outfits, masks, eyebrows, and beards. Not cheap junk either, but really nice looking accessories. The beard and mustache set Billy was looking at seemed to be crafted from actual hair, albeit purple. "Lolli must craft her own costumes," Billy thought. 

It was confirmed when Lolli retrieved a pair of trimming scissors and a straight razor. She looked at him with a gleam in her eye. "The most important thing is that Billy needs a haircut."

Billy was backing away and waving his hands but Sue cut off his retreat. "It has to be done!" Then she spun him and shoved him into the pool, clothes and all. Billy bobbed to the surface and shot her a nasty look, then gave in and started taking off his clothes.

Lolli and Sue took turns trimming his leg hairs and arm hairs. Billy extended each limb and tried to put on a brave face. Sue asked Lolli if she had any shaving cream. Lolli dug around and produced a can of shaving foam. Sue was startled to see an image of Mister Cane on the side. When Lolli sprayed a blob of foam on Billy's leg and rubbed it around, Sue caught its minty, musky scent. It was all she could to to choke back a laugh. 

Fortunately for Billy, Lolli was handy with the straight razor. She cleansed his limbs of hair without a nick or scratch. Sue rubbed salve on Billy's newly shorn limbs as Lolli shaved away. To Billy's chagrin, the caresses of the girls were making him horny. His cock grew rigid beneath the water; his erection would not subside, no matter how badly he willed it.

As if sensing his discomfort, Lolli leaned into his ear and whispered "I could shave your ballsack if you'd like." Billy shook his head wildly and Lolli laughed. "Your loss. A shaven ballsack is a turn on for some women." 

For some reason the thought struck Billy the right way. He said aloud "Why not."

Sue did not understand what Billy was talking about, but Lolli was already handling it. "Sue, to do this properly I need to expose some of Billy's private areas. It might be best for you to give us some privacy. I wouldn't want to embarrass either of you." Sue took the hint and walked further up the trail into a smaller clearing with cushions and a nice view of the Gumdrop Mountain Range. 

Lolli doffed her clothes and slid into the water. "I need to do your chest first, Billy. Hold still! She sidled up to him and squirted a bead of cream across his chest. As she rubbed the mint foam over his pecs and nipples, Lolli felt his erection bump against her. 

"My my! Someone is raring to go!"

Lolli swam above him and wrapped her legs around his waist. She parted her lips and sank onto him. There was an unpleasant moment of friction as their skin stuck together under the water, but then Lolli's natural lubrication came to the rescue and Billy's prick slipped inside. Her warmth gripped him, a contrast to the cool water lapping about his torso.

Lolli shaved his chest carefully, but bobbed up and down on his prick at the same time. It wasn't hitting her in the best spot, but it was filling her up and making her feel particularly close to Billy. The cleansing aura of the pool and the mint vapors from the foam added to the novelty of the fuck. Lolli stopped shaving Billy and hugged him tight. She splashed water on his bare chest and rested her head against him.

Billy undulated with her in the water for a few minutes. Though he enjoyed the moment, he was aware of Sue nearby and grew anxious. 

"Lolli, can you really shave my balls? For some reason it feels weird to have my legs shaved but not... well, you know." 

She laughed and climbed off him. "Sit back! It'll be done before you know it. Ballsacks are quite stretchy you know!"

It took much courage on Billy's part to lie back while Lolli went to work on his balls with a straight razor. But she was true to her word. When she had finished, Lolli doused his sack in cool water then tested for rough patches. She probed every part of Billy's sack with the flat of her tongue, swirling and slurping with wet noises that drove him wild. Billy started moaning and quivering in place. Lolli scooped up a palmful of shaving cream and slathered his prick with it, sliding the O of her fist up and down his shaft as she tongued his balls. It was too much; Billy arched his back and came with a shudder, spewing thin strands of cum into the air. Lolli dunked herself and watched the strands of semen writhe and break up in the water.

"That felt wonderful for me, Lolli, but was it enough for you?"

"It was awful," Lolli said, and laughed as red light flooded the glen.

When Sue returned, Billy was already wriggling his way into one of Lolli's dresses. It was a deep blue, almost purple, and when Billy looked at her Sue was surprised at how intensely it highlighted his eyes. "Zip me up, sis!" Billy asked. Sue gripped the zipper at the base of his spine and pulled it up. She had some difficulty getting it over the rise of his back but eventually it zipped free and went up to the collar. 

"Well don't you look just darling!" Lolli crowed at him. Sue agreed and the girls shared a laugh. 

"C'mon, that's isn't funny. This feels weird."

"It also doesn't look right," Sue frowned at him. "You have no breasts and that dress thinks you should. We'll never get past Queen Libertine this way! It's obvious that you are a boy."

"I'm glad to hear that, I suppose." Yet Billy was frustrated. To have shaved everything and fail now...

"Wait a second! I know just the thing!" Billy rummaged in his tote and pulled out a most suggestive rendition of two Gumdrop Mountains which had been given to him by Miss Jollies. He removed the note which read "Something from the gift shop for when you get lonely." Billy smiled and tucked the tawdry memento inside the bodice of the dress. The cool gelatin flattened around his nipples. 

Billy turned to display his new assets to the girls. Lolli whistled low. Billy was starting to look like a woman.

"Sit down, Bibi!" Lolli patted a lump of moss next to her. She and Sue painted Billy's toenails and fingernails. Sue put a blue bow in his hair while Lolli powdered his nose. Then she painted his lips with gloss and put rouge on his cheeks, and Bibi was complete.

The transformation was uncanny. Now more than ever, Billy and Sue looked like twins. Lolli looked them up and down and declared them ready for the trail. She gave Billy a pair of comfortable flats. Then the twins gathered their things and prepared to set off. Sue gave Lolli a quick hug and then stepped away. Billy leaned into Lolli to do the same, but she turned and kissed him full on the lips. She ran her tongue lightly between his teeth and then extracted herself from him altogether.

She handed each twin a lollipop. Each was a perfect sphere which focused the sunlight into particularly crisp points of light on the ground. The twins tucked them away and set off.

As they walked, Sue couldn't help but peek at Billy. He pretended not to notice at first, then stopped and held out his arms. "Go ahead, get a good look." 

"I'm sorry, Billy, it's just uncanny to see you this way."

"Well, this was the last thing on my agenda. It simply had to be done. You might as well get a good laugh out of it."

"I did at first, but now I think it is sweet."

"Don't tell anyone back home, okay?"

"Oh yes, I can see the conversation now. 'Billy and I were trying to skirt the Sodapop Sea on our way to a candy castle floating in the sky...' I'm sure it would go over well with all our friends."

It was a good point. They walked on in silence until the lollipop trees thinned. A strange light filtered through the trunks and the twins heard a dull, roaring sound. They came around a bend and the trees gave way altogether. The view opened upon a wide beach of pale pink sand and an endless sea of foaming, cherry-pink soda. The surf crashed onto the shore and fizzed audibly as the wave receded. The sky above the horizon had a yellowish cast. The entire scene had an ominous air of unreality, like the calm before a tornado.

On the beach before them was a sign, tended by two guards clad in polished silver armor. The sign had several previous rules 'By Order of Queen Libertine' which had all been scratched out with red X marks: "No skipping" or "Please wear extra socks" or "No licorice on Tuesdays." The most recent rule read "NO MEN ALLOWED."

Sue looked at the guards and looked at the sign. "But aren't you men?" The guards shrugged and went back to doing nothing.

When they were out of earshot Sue grabbed one of Billy's fake tits and jiggled it. "Well, looks like these worked!" she said. Recalling the sign she skipped across the sands and laughed brightly. Billy smiled at her antics but he was not quite as carefree. He would feel better once they were past this place and he could get back into his own clothes.

That's when an unexpected consequence arose. 

The twins walked around a dune and ran smack into a beach party. It wasn't a particularly large or raucous party, but it was all women. And because they thought no men were around, and they wanted to get some sun, they were mostly naked. Most of the ladies were laying on towels and soaking up the sun, or talking together in groups. Several of them were batting a beach ball around, and these drew Billy's attention like a magnet. The women were shapely, with long, tanned limbs, bouncing breasts, and long, gleaming hair. 

The group had spied them and a few of the women were hurrying over to say hello. Sue was quick to greet them, but Billy was in a panic. Before he could stop it, his cock started hardening in his dress. The sight of a group of naked women running to greet him with welcoming smiles on their faces was not helping. Billy felt the skirt tent before his groin as his erection waxed. He quickly placed his tote in front of him and gripped it with both hands as he smiled politely at the girls.

Sue was getting along fine with the greeting party, but Billy was floundering. They'd asked his name and he'd eked out a timid "Bibi" in as high a voice as he could muster without sounding ridiculous. Sue explained that they'd walked a long way, and that her sister Bibi was exhausted.

"Then perhaps Bibi would like a swim? The sodawater is quite refreshing. People come for miles just to dip their toes on it." The voice had overtones of menace, like the fading report of a firework or the crackle of a lightning bolt. 

The owner of the voice could only be Queen Libertine. She glided towards them like a bubble floating on the wind, holding aloft a giant wand which radiated shimmers of light. Her enormous dress was expertly crafted, with yards of blue and white silk gathered in waves. A shimmering crown set with blue jewels dwarfed her brow. Queen Libertine had apparently decided to sun herself, too. Her bodice was bunched about her waist, leaving unfettered the most exquisite breasts Billy had ever seen. Her rosy nipples were crinkled and taut, pointing at the sky atop orbs of flesh so enticing that he could hardly look away. 

When he did so he stared into a face from a dream. Billy was instantly infatuated with her as his remaining hairs stood on end. Queen Libertine's high cheekbones and pert nose were simultaneously perky and sensual. Her lips were impossibly red, through not garishly so; they framed teeth that were blindingly white and perfectly straight. Her huge almond eyes were deep set, impossibly blue, and unfathomable in their depth. They pierced him with their intelligence, humor, and strength of will just as they chilled him with their mercurial whims and depravity.

Her face was framed by silky waves of blue-white hair which cascaded around her body in tumbles. This brought Billy back to her breasts, which were still there, and still naked, and still burning a hole in his thoughts. 

Billy wrenched his mind into line and formed a high-pitched reply. "I don't have a swimsuit, and I am shy."

"Are you 'shy' because you are actually a man?" 

Queen Libertine darted forward and gripped the collar of Billy's dress. She yanked it downward, ripping the bodice in two and causing the gummy mountains to tumble onto the sand. Everyone assembled stared at him in shock. Some of the women covered themselves.

Queen Libertine looked at him with disdain. "You look absolutely ridiculous." It was true. Billy's makeup and ripped dress contrasted with his shaved chest and the obvious erection forming a tent before him. "Come with me, 'Bibi.' Sue, why don't you mingle with the rest of the girls."

Queen Libertine glided away and Billy had no choice but to follow. Sue looked at him in alarm and Billy matched her gaze. But there was nothing for it. Billy thought frantically while they walked, and tried to pry his eyes from her swaying breasts. He mentally sorted through the contents of his tote but nothing came to mind that could help him. 

Queen Libertine walked up a rocky path which wended its way up a hillside. Guards parted to let them through. The path dipped between two massive boulders then rose up again to a grassy atoll looking out over the beach and sea. A round chalet of stone was set at the edge of the atoll. Queen Libertine touched the door with her wand and it opened, admitting them to a luxurious sitting room. A white couch hugged a semicircle of windows which framed the beach and the sea. Throw pillows littered the floor, which featured a rug in the shape of a swirl. A golden harp in the corner was playing itself.

"Well, you're here now, nothing to be done about it. Why not make yourself comfortable while I figure out what to do with you?"

Billy seemed startled and Queen Libertine laughed. The sound was throaty and sensual, like a more sophisticated version of Lolli's giggle. She indicated the couch and Billy sat down nervously.

"Well don't act so surprised, Prince Billy. Did you think I would have you executed? Anyway, the best way to ensure the presence of a man is to put up a sign 'no men allowed.' You should have seen all the skipping around here last month. The things people will do to prove they are free from rule."

As she talked, Queen Libertine poured two goblets of wine from a carafe. She sipped hers, looking him over. "Would you like wine?" she asked, and offered him a goblet.

There they sat, sipping wine in their dresses, both naked from the waist up. Billy felt like he was at an audition, but he didn't know for which role. He had no idea how to act or what to say, so he said nothing. Queen Libertine just sized him up, eyes aglitter, and sipped her wine. Finally she made up her mind and spoke.




Randy Land Ch. 08



"I like you, Prince Billy. Your good cheer is well nigh indomitable. You've spoken not one word of false protestation to me. And your love for your sister, the lengths you are willing to go for her... it is endearing. You could have gone home long ago, I think, had you wanted. But you stand by Princess Sue, guarding her dignity as well as her fine fanny. Yes, there is a lot to like about you."

Queen Libertine leaned forward, which caused her breasts to sway. Billy's eyes zeroed in on them before he could yank his gaze back up. 

"And I suspect you like me, too. Don't be shy, Billy, it is okay. You like me, don't you?"

He did. He truly did. He didn't just like Queen Libertine. He felt a crushing infatuation and lust for her which threatened to implode back upon him if he couldn't get a grip on it. He'd never felt such electric desire for another human being. 

"I like you very much, Queen Libertine." 

"Then there's no reason why we can't relax here together. Sue has not yet found what she came here for. Perhaps my girls on the beach can help her, or perhaps not. In any case, you are stuck here with me. Is there anything in particular you'd like to do to pass the time?"

Billy could think of a dozen things he wanted to do with Queen Libertine, and his mind was making up more every minute he was with her. But you don't say those sorts of things to a woman you've just met. But then Billy thought about what the Queen probably heard day in and day out, and steeled himself.

"I'd like to lick your breasts. I'm curious about how they'd feel in my mouth, and how they'd taste. I'd like to rub my cock all over your body, stick it inside of you, and fuck you so hard it makes you see stars. Then I'd like to have supper and do it all over again, but maybe more slowly the second time around."

Queen Libertine drew her breath in a gasp and stared at Billy with wide open eyes. "What a filthy, filthy mouth you have!" She slapped him across the face. "I'll have to wash it out -- with my pussy."

Billy grinned and his erection tightened, as though drawing attention to itself. Queen Libertine gripped his cock through the dress and rubbed it up and down. She leaned over and planted a kiss on its tip, inhaling deeply. Queen Libertine stopped suddenly. Her face darkened in fury. 

"You've been whoring around with that slut Princess Lolli, haven't you! Don't deny it!" Panic took hold of Billy and he froze.

"Take out your cock, this instant!" Billy did as she asked, lifting the skirt of his dress and exposing his rigid cock. Queen Libertine sniffed along his shaft. "I can smell her cunt on you. That damned whore." 

Queen Libertine began swabbing Billy's prick with her tongue. She took him deep into her throat so that her lips were cupped almost around his ballsack, sucking him clean as she eased her lips back off his cock. 

"That's much better. Remind me to use mouthwash later." Queen Libertine took a pull from her wine goblet and leaned in close to Billy. She smelled fresh and sweet, but tinged with musk and alcohol. She kissed him passionately while she caressed his naked ballsack. "My, my, what have we here?" she murmured once their lips had parted. Billy felt her breath pull away as she dropped to the floor. She pursed her lips into an O and took one testicle into her mouth, tickling it with her tongue tip. She lapped his hairless balls, humming as she cupped them in her mouth.

Billy groaned and took charge. He stood, shrugged out of his dress, and ripped the bow from his hair. He shoved Queen Libertine into the couch. Her hair draped about her in waves of translucent blue and her eyes shone brightly. Billy cupped her breasts in his hands and fondled them. He encased one nipple in his mouth and sucked it wetly, grinding the nub against the roof of his mouth with his tongue. He took long pulls, tugging her nipple back into his throat while pushing the rest of her tit away with his lips. As he did so, Billy rolled her other nipple around between his fingers and pulled it taut.

Billy's voracious appetite for her body was an aphrodisiac. Queen Libertine started moaning and gripping his head to her breast. 

"Queen Libertine, since we just met and all I need to ask you a question, but I'm a little embarrassed. Can I ask you?"

"Yes, Billy, go ahead."

"Is your pussy wet for me right now? I'll bet it is. You're just a wet slut hoping I'll stick my cock in you. Isn't that right?"

Queen Libertine moaned again.

"I'm going to find out one way or the other. But first you need to get my cock nice and wet. Wet, you hear me?"

Billy rubbed his cock across her nose and lips. She licked up and down his length before engulfing him. She slurped a few times and then eased his shining prick from her lips.

Billy tucked his cock tight against her breastbone, pressed her tits together, and slid it between them. "Oooh, hot damn Queen Libertine! Your tits feel so fucking good around my cock." Billy pulled his cock downward until it almost left her cleavage, then pushed it up again until his prickhead blossomed from between her breasts.

"Does that feel good for you? Honestly I couldn't give a fuck if it does or not because I've been wanting to stick my prick between your tits since we met." For emphasis, Billy rammed it between her tits particularly hard until he bumped into her throat and his balls slapped against the bottom of her tits. 

He couldn't explain why, but this was the best thing Billy had ever felt in his life. It physically felt better than a blowjob or a fuck. It was smoother, somehow. But it also set off a kinky part of his brain.

Billy sawed his cock between her breasts several more times until the lubricant dried up. That was a boon for he was about to cum, and he wanted to show Queen Libertine that he was more than a two-minute lay. So Billy turned his attention to her.

"I asked you a question, you goddamned slut. Is your pussy wet? I hope it is because I'm going to fuck you, and dry fucks chafe my cock."

"I'm not telling you a thing, you filthy boy."

Billy got comfortable on the floor because he planned to be here awhile. Queen Libertine was laid back on the couch, eyes unfocused, with her nipples pointing at the sky. Her legs disappeared into the voluminous folds of her dress, which looked like a flower. Billy placed his head between her knees and slid his cheeks along her thighs until he bumped into a patch of wet skin. The contact thrilled them both; Queen Libertine sighed.

He extended his tongue and licked her from the bottom of her asshole to the top of her clit. He did the same thing up her left side, then her right, before clamping his mouth around her lips and slipping his tongue inside. Her smooth skin felt great against his sensitive taste buds. Billy was intoxicated by the tangy taste of her fluids; he eased his way as far inside of her as he could, flexing the blade of his tongue against her walls. 

Billy dragged his tongue from her slowly and then nestled its tip at the base of her clit. He probed it gently, working in a small circle until he felt it harden. 

"You are wet for me, Queen Libertine! Positively soaked! I don't know why I bothered coming down here to suck your pussy. I could have slipped right into you without even blinking. I should cram something inside you just to teach you a lesson."

Billy got two fingers wet and slid them along her sheath before curling them up against her cunt wall. He caressed her up and down while he returned to licking her pussy. Billy listened carefully to the sounds Queen Libertine was making. Sometimes he changed his position or stroke and felt her body relax, so he changed back and felt her body tense again. Through a combination of effort, intuition, and sheer dumb luck, Billy teased Queen Libertine to the brink and back several times.

Billy was getting hot with his head beneath the dress, and his cheeks were sweaty against her thighs. Just when he considered coming up for air, Queen Libertine moaned and clamped her thighs tight against his ears. Billy knew he was close to making her come and redoubled his efforts. For some reason he was inspired to poke his pinky against her asshole and wriggle it inside a bit. 

Queen Libertine had regarded his fledging efforts to please her with wry amusement at first. But at some point her detachment had evaporated. And now the little shit was actually going to make her come. When his finger poked into her puckered flesh it set off a powder keg in her mind. Queen Libertine exploded in a haze of white light, bucking her hips against his face and arching her back. She trembled in ecstasy for some time before slumping back into the cushions.

Billy was ecstatic too because he could actually feel her orgasm against his fingers. Little explosions pulsed along his fingers as her walls engorged and her veins throbbed against him. It was gratifying; for a moment Billy forgot the role he'd been playing and simply stared in wonder at her.

Then the throbbing against his fingers subsided and Billy became aware of his own throbbing. His prick was harder that it had ever been before. The skin of his cockhead was glossy and smooth, and a thick bead of clear fluid seeped out of his pisshole. 

"No... fingers aren't enough at all, Queen Libertine. You're far too wet and slutty for that."

She shrieked as Billy picked her up, turned her over, and stuffed a cushion under her belly. He ruffled the frilly folds of her dress until it fell around her waist, exposing her ass to him. Billy grabbed one of her knees, pried her legs apart, and rubbed his shiny prickhead all over her lips. He felt heat emanating from her pussy and then it was lights out. Billy lost all reason and rammed his cock into her, pushing her asscheeks into the air with the force of his thrust. His cock was drenched in the feel of her, alive with sensation, while his mind was flooded with a pure desire to rut in and out of her body. 

The cushion acted like a lever; when Billy thrust into her it pushed her body up and forward. It also cause his prickhead to rub against her favorite spot. Queen Libertine had been fucked by larger men, but she couldn't recall being rammed with such ferocity and animalistic drive. She was literally taken on a ride by the force of his fucking. 

Billy started quivering. Sweat beaded on his forehead. He knew he would not last and ripped his cock from her. She looked back to see frantic jets of cum sputtering out of his pisshole. White ropes writhed through the air and splattered across her dress, her torso, and her couch.

Before Billy's cock had even stopped spasming he plunged two fingers into her pussy and stroked her until she came too, bucking against his hand.

Billy's ragged breath eventually settled and Queen Libertine sat up. She looked at the disarrayed furniture, piles of clothes, and the rope of sticky cum dangling from the side of her breast. "I'd forgotten what horny, messy pigs you teenage boys are," she said with disdain. "I invite you into my home and all you can think to do is fuck me with your nasty cock and mess up my living room?"

Billy grinned at her and Queen Libertine broke into a wide smile.

"You forgot hungry."

"What?"

"We nasty teenage boys. We're horny, messy, and hungry."

Queen Libertine laughed. "I'll have my girls bring something up."

In fact, the girls were eating down on the beach now. 

At first, when Queen Libertine had taken Billy away, Sue was a wreck. She felt certain that their journey was over. Queen Libertine was probably tossing Billy in jail while Sue just stood on the beach doing nothing. Resolve flooded her eyes and Sue walked up the path. She was restrained by a hand on her shoulder.

"Why the rush? There's plenty to do down here." The woman speaking looked friendly, but her voice had an air of command. Her shoulder-length black hair had a streak of gray over one eyebrow. Her eyes were golden brown, kind yet piercing, and radiated warmth. Her skin was warm as well, bronzed from long days in the sun, with a cheerful blush at her cheekbones. Toned limbs extended gracefully from a lithe torso. Her flattish breasts were capped by brown nipples. Jet black hair fanned in a neat column at the apex of her thighs.

Flanking the woman were two girls whose eyes also begged Sue to stay. One had green eyes, reddish curls, and a pale complexion while the other may as well have been a carbon copy of Sue herself. All three were naked, unabashed, and focused on Sue.

"I need to go. My brother needs me."

The woman tightened her grip on Sue's shoulder, not painfully, but enough to get her attention. 

"Sue, don't fear for Prince Billy. Quell won't harm him."

"Quell?"

The other girls laughed. "Queen Libertine. Q.L. It somehow tuned into 'Quell' over the years. I am Karmdee --"

"-- that's short for Karamel Delight," the redhead cut in. "I'm Taga. And she's Savannah."

The blond girl pretended to curtsey then looked around before shouting "Hey, T.M., where are you?" An elegant girl about Sue's age with gleaming black skin came out from a beach hut nearby. Her brown eyes dominated a round face framed in kinky curls. "That's T.M."

"Holy shit, so there are black people here!" Sue noted with relief. She'd started to wonder if her fantasies were racist.

"Don't forget Gloopy," T.M. said with bemused self-deprecation. "There's always been a token person of color in these lands. But somehow that makes it even worse." T.M. grew silent after a warning glance from Karmdee.

Sue looked over the group of girls and couldn't help but notice the calculated diversity. Before her was a menu of heights, figures, and ethnicities. Sue looked around the beach and saw still more diversity. 

"What an amazing coincidence," Sue said. "Here I am, alone with a gaggle of beautiful, naked women of all shapes and colors... no men in sight and nothing but time on my hands."

"Quell thought you might need a safe place to explore certain paths that were not otherwise open to you." Karmdee looked around at the other girls, who had linked their arms around each other's waist. "After all, we have dallied with Queen Libertine herself from time to time. Every year about this time, as a matter of fact."

"I appreciate it, girls, I really do. But I don't have a token lesbian scene in me just now." Sue sat heavily in the sand and the girls sat down with her. "I don't know... I just haven't found the right guy yet."

The girls looked at her reassuringly. Taga look her hand and held it in a comforting way. 

"Perhaps you have met the right guy, and you're just afraid to admit it to yourself?" Karmdee suggested gently. While Sue pondered this, Taga leaned against her shoulder and stroked her hair. She snuggled in close and peppered Sue's cheek lightly with kisses.

Sue noticed the advance and laughed. "Seriously, ladies, I don't swing that way. Do you have anything to eat?"

They did. In fact, an entire feast was being prepared. From a smoldering hole in the sand came the aroma of smoked meat. Nearby were tables of sliced fruit, breads, and side dishes. Sue worked alongside the women to prepare the meal, chatting about nothing and trading jokes. Some of the girls broke off to play beach ball while others snacked and sat in groups. Sue found herself with Savannah and T.M.

"So this whole gathering, the 'No Men Allowed,' it is all for me?"

T.M. and Savannah traded a look. "Not just you," T.M. said, "for Billy too. Quell wanted to cover all the bases. More than one of us was hoping to spend some time with Billy as well as you. But that all flew out the window when Quell saw him in the flesh. You don't get between her and a plaything, that's for sure."

"What is this, a whorehouse? And she's the madam?"

Savannah sighed. "Not really. Everything here, this entire realm, is voluntary. It is driven by your own curiosity. That's why you may, or may not, have found the right person yet. But to be fair, these types of things often go easier for boys than they do for girls."

Sue mulled this over. She looked across the Sodapop Sea with its fizzing surf and watched ice cream barges bob on the horizon. The sun grew huge in the sky, which was growing darker. The trio sat in contemplation and watched the sunset until they were interrupted. Karmdee tapped T.M and Savannah on the shoulders. "Quell wants two plates brought up."

The girls stood and prepared some plates. The evening dusk deepened and Sue looked about. Firelight gleamed from the naked forms around her, accentuating their thighs, highlighting their hair, and deepening the shadowy curves of their cleavage. It was an impressive menu indeed.

From the chalet Billy watched the sun dip below the water and watched the women on the beach as then walked among tables and bonfires. Behind him he heard Queen Libertine bark out a laugh.

"What is it?" Billy asked, turning to find her face brimming with amusement.

"Lolli. That little minx."

"What about her?"

"She knew full well that you had permission to cross the Sodapop Sea. Yet here you are, chest shaved, balls shaved, nails painted, and wearing makeup. Lolli sure got a kick out of playing with you!"

Billy's face darkened, but he soon saw the humor in it and joined Queen Libertine in her laughter. But he secretly swore to get revenge on the scheming girl if ever he saw her again.

Just then came a knock at the door. "Open it," she said to Billy. He admitted two girls bearing plates of food before their naked tits. The first was dark and intriguing. She accidentally brushed her ass against Billy's as she walked around him and blew him a kiss when she caught him checking out her delicious backside.

The second one walked up to Billy and handed the plate to him. She stood about his height and reminded him strongly of Sue. Her generous breasts capped with rosy nipples looked precisely the way he imagined Sue's would look. 

"Oh, Prince Billy, you have something just here." The girl fell to her knees in front of him, moistened her fingertip, and rubbed at the base of Billy's cock. Billy felt a boner threatening and moved away, thanking her for the plate. The girls left the room with a fair bit of pointing and giggling.

Queen Libertine sat at a glass table in a nook at the back of the room. She was clad in a robe of royal blue silk with a fringe of white fur. She tossed Billy an indigo kimono. He donned it and carried his plate over to join Queen Libertine at the table. 

She poured them more wine and ate her food. Her movements had a practiced elegance. Billy could hardly keep his eyes from the woman. Her flowing hair, remarkable for its translucence and variegation, fell about her face and shoulders in a jumble that was no longer pin-neat. Nothing could subdue his fascination with her eyes and lips. And her body! He'd just had it, but he couldn't wait to touch her again. Queen Libertine was his dream woman come to life. Billy just hadn't expected her to be so nasty. It thrilled him beyond belief.

"Are you going to eat?" she remarked. "Or should I get T.M. and Savannah back up here so you can ogle them some more?" 

Billy flushed and set into his dinner. She watched him for awhile in silence then asked "What was your favorite part?" He looked puzzled so she clarified. "Just now, when we were having sex. You had your cock in my mouth, and between my tits, and in my pussy. You ate me for a long time too. I'm just curious, what was your favorite part?"

"I loved making you come, of course, but what felt the best for me was having my cock between your tits. I almost couldn't keep from cumming all over you. It felt so good, not just in my tip but all along my cock."

Billy took a few more bites and asked her a question. "What do you like the most, Queen Libertine?"

"You can call me Quell. Most of my friends do. Are we friends, Billy?" He shot a smile at her that warmed her heart. "Well, what I like the most is to be enticed, and teased. The sex we had... well, on paper it wasn't all that adventurous. But it was so much more because you used your brain, took some risks."




Randy Land Ch. 08



While she talked, Billy finished eating, took a deep sip of wine, and walked around the table. He started into her eyes as she talked, then walked behind her.

"Quell, you haven't finished your dinner."

Billy picked up her fork and stabbed a wedge of pineapple. He brought it to her lips and rubbed it around, seeking entrance. Queen Libertine took a bite of the pineapple. Billy made cooing sounds of encouragement which went right to her pussy for some reason. She took another bite and he set the fork down, picked up a napkin, and dabbed her lips. Billy steadied himself with a hand on her shoulder while he picked up her wine goblet and brought it to her lips. 

"Open up, baby bird," he demanded as he tilted the glass.

Queen Libertine took a drink, concentrating so as not to spill. As she did so, Billy slid his hand from her shoulder, across her collarbone, and beneath her robe. He cradled a breast in his hand and casually thumbed her nipple in a circle. When he was done giving her the wine, Billy pinched hard and tugged the nipple away from her body. She gasped. 

"Took some risks, did I, Quell? Not really. The only question I was asking myself was which hole to stuff it in first."

She moaned in the back of her throat. Now both of Billy's hands were working beneath her robe, massaging her breasts and tweaking her nipples in unexpected directions. Just when the sensations threatened to overwhelm her he stopped.

"I just realized something!" Billy said in faux surprise. "Your tits are at just the right height for me to fuck them. You know... that is my favorite!" Billy grabbed a vial of olive oil from the table and poured a thin stream into her cleavage. He squeezed her breasts and rubbed them together, coating them with the oil. Queen Libertine felt him pull her chair back, and then Billy was in front of her. He stared into her eyes as he untied his kimono and let the sides fall away from his straining erection. 

"Why don't you suck me a little bit first?" Billy rubbed his cock over her lips, which she pursed tight. She turned her head away. Billy slapped his cock across her face.

"Open up, baby bird!" Billy said brightly. He grabbed the hair at the back of her head with one hand and coaxed her lips open with the other. "That's a good girl. Finish your supper." Billy slipped his cock between her lips and pushed it into her mouth.

Queen Libertine nursed on his prick for a few moments and then he pulled it out. He opened her robe until her tits were exposed. Billy straddled her and rubbed his cock all over her chest. Then he hefted her tits together and poked his prickhead into the bottom of her cleavage. She felt him displace her flesh as he eased his way up. Quell looked down and watched his pisshole peek out. It disappeared as Billy retracted his cock. He moaned as her slickened breasts caressed the sensitive ridge beneath his cockhead. He jerked involuntarily and his cockhead shot out of her tits and bumped against her chin.

"I get so excited around you, Quell. You have got some seriously beautiful tits. I want to fuck them forever."

Billy cupped her breasts tight and then started fucking them in earnest. He rammed them fast, then slowed down until he was barely creating friction at all. Billy thought he could live his whole life until he was an old man, and probably never feel anything as good as what he was feeling right now – rubbing one off between the perfect tits of a Queen, who just happened to be a beautiful woman in her prime. 

But even enthralled in the moment as he was, Billy knew their time together was limited and he didn't want to be a pig. He kept rubbing himself between her breasts, but he leaned down to whisper into her ear.

"You're such a slut, I know you'll take it any way I want. But lets say I get bored with fucking your tits. Do you have anything else to keep me interested?"

"I'll not honor such a filthy question. You can go to hell."

"You know, your pussy really wasn't all that bad. I didn't fuck it for very long, true. But it felt okay, I guess."

Billy stopped sawing his dick between her tits and sank to the floor. "Let's see what we have here. Come on, don't be shy. Nothing I haven't fucked before." 

Queen Libertine parted her legs and Billy looked at her. Now that he was up close, he found this part of her body the most beautiful of all. Her abdomen ended in a vee that was capped in a fine mound of gossamer hair. It looked like frost perched on a slope. Beneath was a finely proportioned cleft that split her body into two rounded lines. From them peeked a brilliant flash of pink. Billy split her open with his fingers and licked her folds delicately, even reverently, until she heated up. 

"Damn you taste good. What a tasty twat you have. You don't mind if I slip something in there do you? I'm aching to be inside of you."

Billy took Queen Libertine by the wrists and lifted her from her seat. He set her hands on the edge of the table and kicked her feet apart. Billy fit his cock against her pussy. He gripped her waist just above her hips and slid inside.

Queen Libertine felt herself stretch to accept him and stifled a moan. She eased her hips back, adjusting the angle to help him slip all the way in. When he did, she felt the bottom of his cock arc against the bottom of her clit. The indirect stimulation was very pleasant. Then his cockhead bumped against her and lifted her up a bit. 

"You take that nasty thing out of me this instant!" she said. But Billy didn't. He pulled it most of the way out, then slowly pushed it back it, making it his personal mission to hit every nerve ending he could find. 

"Shut up. I'm not taking it out. In fact, I'm going to shove it so far inside of you that you'll never get it back out."

Billy started pounding her, slapping his thighs against the ass she was thrusting back at him. The two found a frantic rhythm. The dishes on the table started rocking as the force of their fucking sent tremors through the glass. Billy caressed her swaying tits as they fucked, then slid a finger between her legs to rub on her clit. 

This really got her going and Queen Libertine started fucking him with abandon. "You... goddamned... pig!" she screamed as she mashed her cuntlips against the base of his cock. Billy grunted and pistoned inside of her for all he was worth. His toes curled but he tried to hold on, because he sensed she was close. Queen Libertine shoved his hand out of the way, rubbed herself frantically, and started bucking in the throes of her orgasm. She yelled out in bliss and knocked her wine goblet over. Her guttural cries sent a shiver down Billy's spine; he yanked his cock into the air just as it started spewing thick, hot ropes of cum across Queen Libertine's back. His semen saturated the silk of her robe, forming an archipelago of dark stains with white centers. 

Billy shuddered and came back to reality. He got his bearings and realized that he and Queen Libertine had an audience. While they had been mindlessly fucking, the girls from the beach had entered the chalet. They were gathered in a semicircle, watching the pair screw with round eyes. When he looked at them the girls burst into applause. Many of them started at his still-twitching cock, or whispered to each other about the spray they had just witnessed. Billy started in turn at the smörgåsbord of naked flesh before him. He felt Queen Libertine's hand on his shoulder.

"Oh good, girls, you are here. Now I can properly introduce you to Prince Billy. Better yet, why don't you introduce yourselves. The next one to make him cum gets chore immunity for a week. Good luck!"

Billy was instantly surrounded by the throng of willing girls, and overwhelmed by a cavalcade of accidental caresses and "ooh, forgive me!" gropes. He had the presence of mind to rummage around in his tote for one of the whirly gumdrops, which he popped into his mouth as the girls led him to a spiral staircase leading up to a sleeping loft. Sue stayed behind and surveyed the wreckage of the room while Queen Libertine tightened her robe.

"Your brother sure does have a healthy sexual curiosity."



Randy Land Ch. 09



Notice

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I do not typically put disclaimers, as I prefer to let the story speak for itself. But this chapter is by far the darkest part of this tale. It is uncomfortable and cruel. All I can say is that it is important to the story, it is over quickly, and it will not be a persistent theme.

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Race to The Randy Palace

The next morning Billy woke up tangled in a pile of naked women. He lay there, reveling in fuzzy recollections of the night before. He had fucked, titfucked, and sucked them all until he couldn't see straight. At one point they'd complained about fairness and certain girls taking too long a turn, so Billy had bent them all over a window seat in a row and gone down the line, fucking each girl with three strokes before moving on to the next girl. "Fuck Roulette," they'd called it. If objectification of women was a sin, Billy was pretty sure he'd just booked a seat for himself in Hell. The girls had cooed and applauded the idea, which had seemed good at the time. But now Billy felt ashamed at his behavior.

Queen Libertine read it on his face as soon as he walked down. "Come sit with me awhile, Billy," she said, and patted the seat next to her at the window. She was looking across the broad expanse of the sea and contemplating the wan yellow light of dawn. In her hand was a mug of coffee, which she handed to him as she grabbed another from a nearby tray.

"So how did you sleep?" she asked wryly. Billy started with guilt. 

"Yesterday when we were fooling around you called me a filthy pig. And I know you were just saying it to turn me on. But with those girls... well, I really was a filthy pig. I don't even remember most of their names."

"And now you feel guilty for using their bodies like nameless whores? Is that it?"

Billy nodded glumly.

"Billy, this party was set for you. Each woman is here because she likes you and wants to be with you. So don't lose sleep on that score. Nevertheless, you are right to feel remorse. It is what sometimes happens when you act on your desires."

Quell looked upon the sea for a time. Billy could see her wistful face reflected in the glass as she spoke to him. "Do you know what my name means?"

"No, not really."

"Libertine, they call me. That's not my real name of course. My true name is much more cutesy and far less appropriate. I mean, have you seen these tits? Anyway, they call me libertine because of my actions and my attitude towards life. I seek pleasure at all times. In my food and drink, my clothes, from the sun and rain... I surround myself with sensual people and drink from the well of their enthusiasm."

Billy was struggling to understand her words. "So you're telling me that its okay to do whatever I want? Fuck any girl I like? Drink and smoke and party until dawn?"

"Billy, what do you think I'm telling you, and more importantly showing you through action?"

"That acting on my desires has consequences."

"Very good, Billy! Very good. but that's only part of it. I'm telling you to act on your desires, but only after thinking through the consequences first and deciding whether you can accept them. Only then can you truly be free, and in control of your life."

The sun was about to rise. Quell turned to face him. 

"Odd, isn't it, that my nickname has a nickname, and it means the opposite. Libertine, Quell. Tell me, Billy: now that you've so brazenly had your way with me, what do you think? Was our dalliance a good idea or no?"

"You are the most exquisite woman I've ever seen in my life. I feel lucky to have touched you, much less fucked you. I am still tingling from it, intoxicated by the mere thought of you. When I smell you or remember the taste of you, it drives me wild." Billy took her hand and caressed it with his other. "I'm afraid I will never top this moment, not if I live to be 100 years old. I'm afraid I will never find another woman like you."

Queen Libertine laughed. "I daresay you are right about that, Billy. But you didn't answer me. Was our dalliance a good idea?"

"I don't know. I'll be forever comparing other girls to you. Its an impossible standard! But I wouldn't forgo this experience for anything in the world. You know how the saying goes. It's better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all."

"If you believe that, then you haven't been listening to me at all."

"I mean, not loving has consequences, and loving has consequences. Think them through, and then love or not depending on what outcome you're prepared to accept."

"Oh, Billy, you do listen after all!" She leaned into him and pressed her lips against his. They had equilibrium for a moment and then their tongues ignited. Before he knew what was happening Billy found himself inside of her. He pressed her against the glass and fucked her slowly, watching her reflected face contort in pleasure. It wasn't long before he erupted inside her. As he did so the sun broke above the water in a brilliant swath of light and Queen Libertine's reflection faded from the window.

She went over to a sofa, where Sue lay curled in a ball with a blanket over her. Quell shook Sue awake and handed her coffee. Sue rubbed the sleep from her eyes and yawned. Quell motioned Sue and Billy to the table and handed them each plates of breakfast.

"Listen closely now. The last leg of your journey to the castle is imminent -- but you still have a ways to go. This sea is one one shore of the land. The castle is near the center. But your path takes you nearly to the other shore, where you will skirt the castle and approach from the rear. You can make it by nightfall, but only if you hurry. By hurry, I mean run. Run as though the hounds of hell were baying at your back."

As she was speaking, Queen Libertine went to a linen chest. She opened it and withdrew two parcels.

"Put these running clothes on. They will be more comfortable."

The twins stood back to back and dressed in light silken shorts and shirts. Each had been given soft leather shoes. Billy was reminded of vintage Olympics uniforms. He went to retrieve his tote.

"Not a good idea. Carrying things will only slow you down. There is a spring near the overlook of the castle which has sugarplum trees nearby. That's your best bet for lunch. I'll have your things sent to the castle." 

Billy gave her a look of rebellion and grabbed the lollipop from his tote. He stuffed it in his pocket and then he and Sue walked out to greet the morning. Billy turned back, looking awkwardly at Queen Libertine. She shooed him away. 

"No time for that, Prince Billy. Run hard, but pace yourselves! It's a long way to go before nightfall."

"But I don't even know your name!" Billy protested, to her great amusement. He blew her a kiss and hurried to catch up with Sue, who was already running up the path. They found a decent pace and hit stride, eating up the ground. But it was hard effort and eventually they had to slow.

"Your lady friend sure knows how to kick out her guests," Sue said gruffly. Billy ignored the jibe, partially because it took to much effort, and partly because he was still aglow from his encounter with Queen Libertine.

Just when they felt parched beyond endurance, the twins spied a lemonade stand along the trail which was unattended. A sign said "Out for lunch. Drinks on the house."

Sue looked at the sky. "Out for lunch? It can't be later than 10!" But she gratefully gulped down a few glasses of lemonade and handed the pitcher to Billy.

They set off again, walking this time to conserve some energy, before striking a comfortable jog. This pace sustained them for a couple hours. Fortunately, both Billy and Sue were experienced runners because of school, where each of them had competed on the track team. Even so, they both knew they could not run all day.

Billy slowed them to a walk and looked at his sister's flushed face. He could feel his own sweat pouring from him. "This is not going to work. It's nearly noon and we aren't at the castle yet!"

As though protesting his words, the path broke into a wide clearing atop a bluff that looked out over the land. Framed in the center of the view was a roiling mass of clouds near the ground, with ramparts reaching to the heavens among them. The castle was highly stylized, featuring representations of candy from across the realm. 

Under different circumstances the twins would have stopped to admire the view, but now they tore through the wood seeking the gingerplum tree. It was very close to the path, its roots fed from a spring which formed a wide pool of sparkling clear water. Sue did not hesitate, but plunged into the water and rolled around to purge her body of sweat and grime. 

It looked like fun so Billy joined her. The two laughed and splashed each other before taking long drinks from the trickle of pure water flowing into the pool. They picked handfuls of plums which they ate as they walked down the trail. The castle disappeared as the twins kept up a brisk walk for several miles. Then a chill struck them as the water evaporated from their bodies so they started jogging again. This time they set a reasonable pace and zoned out, focusing only on the path and the pace.

Billy's breath came in ragged measures. He burned through his second wind as the afternoon came and went. Billy looked at Sue and she grinned tiredly. They were going to make it after all! Surely their last leg was nearly through! The path curved ahead of them and Billy caught a whiff of something on the air. Salt water taffy perhaps?

The twins slowed to a walk and cooled down as they walked around the curve in the path. They were cutting it close, but Billy was certain they had time to reach the palace. They rounded the curve and it was clear that they had made it on time! In the distance across a plain of verdant green was the palace. Sue jumped and wrapped her arms around Billy's back, laughing in relief.

The wind changed and the fresh tang of salt water taffy was gone. In its place was a new scent like rotting plums, which clung to their nostrils. That was the first hint that something was wrong.

"What's that on the trail?" Sue asked, pointing to a murky puddle. They drew closer and decided to go around it, but the puddle crossed the entire path. They turned around to backtrack, only to discover that the murky ooze had seeped onto the trail behind them.

"What is it?" Billy asked in a panic. The twins were surrounded. Billy decided to jump for it and prepared for a running start when a massive, writhing form erupted from the ooze. Its body pulsed with rivulets of dark goop. Beady eyes, stark white against the purplish brown, peered at them with greed. A fat, wet mouth ran in a gash across its face. Stubby limbs protruded from its torso, dripping puddles of murk into the ever shrinking island the twins now occupied.

"Don't you want to shake my hand?" the creature asked in a shrill voice. "I am Gloopy. Delighted to make your acquaintance.

"Some other time, perhaps," Sue said boldly. "We're late and need to hurry on to The Randy Palace."

"You don't say?" Gloopy said. From the marshy woods around him came cackles of merriment. It sounded as though a clan of hyenas was stalking them. "I think this path might be closed. You know, for maintenance."

"Let us through! I'm a prince on business of the realm. You will answer to the King if you don't allow us to pass."

Billy's words brought even more laughter from the invisible peanut gallery. Gloopy shook in silent mirth, spraying droplets of brown goo. One of them landed on Billy's shoe. He looked at it in disgust.

"A prince, are you? I'm a prince too. We aren't as rare as you might think, boy. That slut queen spreads her ass wide for any guy who can get it up."

Billy flared in anger and raised his fist at the creature, who chuffed itself up. But Billy stopped when he felt a searing pain in his toe. He looked down at his foot and saw that the droplet of ooze had burned through his shoe and was now attacking his toe. Billy danced frantically on one foot, prying the shoe off and trying to wipe the droplet from his foot. It did not budge, but it did spread to his fingers, which started to burn as well. His antics sent up a renewed chorus of cackles.

"You can't remove it. Only another can do that. And she'd better work quickly. It doesn't stop until it burns into your soul."

Sue ran over to Billy and tried to wipe the ooze from his fingers, but it had no effect. She turned to Gloopy.

"Fingers don't work. Only fluids. Fight fluid with fluid, you might say."

Sue shot a look of pure malice at Gloopy and then took Billy's fingers in her mouth. She sucked at them urgently until the ooze came away. Sue was expecting something fetid, but the ooze tasted of dark chocolate with plum overtones. It buzzed on her tongue as though laced with espresso. Sue found the flavor quite addictive, but her anger at the creature grew.

"Sue, my foot!" Billy urged. Sue remembered and dropped to the ground. She took his foot in her hand and licked Billy's toe clean. Billy's relief was immediate and he looked at Sue gratefully. He helped her up from the ground and his face fell. "Oh, no," he moaned.

When she'd dropped to the ground to lick his foot, Sue had come in contact with the ooze. Not just a little. Her ankles, knees, and thighs had splotches of the stuff, as did her elbow and forearm. But mostly it had splattered along her torso, from her neck, down both breasts, to her belly. 

"Oh, Sue, oh no..." Billy moaned again. He found a dry patch of ground and laid her back. Billy lifted Sue's hand high and clamped his mouth around her elbow. He sucked it clean and then licked up her forearm. The stuff tasted like caramel to him, with undertones of spice. It had a warm, buttery finish on his tongue. As he tasted it, Billy fumed in anger at the delay this was causing them.

Billy sucked at the base of Sue's neck and worked his way down, dissolving the stains from her skin. He noticed her nipples hardening beneath the silk of her shirt and looked away. Billy moved to Sue's ankle, bathing it with his tongue before switching to the other ankle. He nipped up her shin to her knee, which he swabbed with his tongue. He then bathed the other knee and looked upward. He removed her shorts and panties, checking her as clinically as he could for any marks.

Splotches remained all over her. Sue was panting and gripping the ground, enduring the spectacle. But Billy's careful ministrations were arousing her. Soon, he would know it too when he cleaned her thighs, but there was nothing Sue could do about it.

Billy ran his tongue up her left thigh, taking care to lick each drop from her. When he got to the top of her thigh, Billy caught the unmistakable scent of her arousal. He flushed and concentrated on the job at hand, but also grew aroused in turn by her arousal. He licked her right thigh clean, trying in vain to ignore her beautiful pussy which was inches from his face.

Matters were not improved when Billy took off Sue's silk shirt, which already had holes burned through it so it hung in tatters. He unfastened her bra, also perforated, and bared her magnificent breasts. Billy had seen his fair share of breasts on this journey, but Sue's were second to none. Billy tried to suppress memories of the nights he'd gripped his cock and pounded it furiously to the thought of Sue's tits. It was not something he was proud of. But now he had to lick her tits clean.

Billy promised himself not to enjoy it and bent his head down. He capped one whole nipple in his mouth and sucked it firmly, in and out a few times to work the stubborn ooze from the valleys of her crinkled nipples. Billy licked out in a radial pattern, lapping the sticky brown fluid from his sister's pale breast. Only it wasn't working. The stain clung to her.

Billy realized that his mouth was completely dry. He'd been running all day and was inadequately hydrated to begin with. Now he'd been licking Sue's body and drying out his tongue. Billy literally had nothing left to lick her with.

"Sue!" Billy croaked with urgency, "my mouth is completely dry!"

But Sue could only moan in response, from pleasure or pain he could not tell. Billy thought frantically and tried to figure out whether he could pee. But he couldn't. First, he was dehydrated, and second, his damned prick was hard as a rock.

And that gave Billy the answer. He already had a seat booked in Hell, might as well confirm the reservation. Billy remembered those feverish nights of his youth, thinking about Sue's body. He tugged down the front of his shorts, which caused the lollipop to fall out of his pocket. Billy caressed the throbbing knob of his cock, using the foreskin as a lubricant. His body responded. Billy pulled Sue's lips open and rubbed his fingers and thumb over her tongue, wetting the circle of his fingers. He fucked that O until he got worked up enough. Billy rubbed his prick over Sue's nipples, tucked it between her tits, and waited for the coming flood. Jets of semen spattered across her chest, mingling with the ooze and loosening it. Billy rubbed his ejaculate over her breasts. He cleansed her with his cum, massaging her nipple with his sticky palm and stroking the sides of her breast with his slippery effluent.

Gloopy leaned over to inspect his work. "I think you missed a spot." He reached out his hand and pointed directly at Sue's groin. As he did so, a thin stream of ooze dripped into her thatch of blond hair, saturating it before running down her labia and into the cleft of her ass.

"You fucking asshole!" Billy stormed. He checked the ground carefully, then laid down with his head perched right at the apex of Sue's thighs. 

Fortunately the respite had replenished some of his saliva, and Sue's body was helping with her own fluid. Billy dipped his tongue into Sue and swirled it. He was shocked at the heat he felt pour out of her. Billy closed his eyes and tried to detach, but realized he wouldn't know whether he'd cleaned her properly. So instead, Billy took in every detail of his sister's sex as he licked her clean. Billy lapped greedily around the outside of her labia, enjoying the taste of the caramel as it combined with her sweet musk. He clamped his mouth over her bush and sucked while grinding his tongue around. At last he ran his tongue tip gingerly around her clit, which was standing proud and waiting to be sucked. "What the hell," Billy thought, and took his time licking the button of flesh until Sue trembled and came hard, writhing against his face and gripping the ground.

"Turn over, sis," Billy said. He flopped her onto her belly, pried open her ass cheeks, and then tongued her asshole. He lapped all around her anus from the bottom of her pussy upward, cleaning the puckered rim of any ooze. Sue trembled again and uttered a muffled moan into the ground.

Sue did not look at him. She merely lay there, a puddle of naked skin and sensation. 

Billy was alarmed and shook her. "Sue!" Billy turned her over. She had tears streaming down her face. Billy shrugged his shirt off and dressed his sister, then found her panties and shorts. He tugged them up her legs as she sat mutely.

"I swear, you will pay for this," Billy intoned darkly as he stood. The monolith started at him impassively.

"Yes, I'm sure I will. But you aren't going anywhere until you address the darkness that brought me to you. It draws me like a moth to a flame. Only you are the moths and I am the fire. How I relish moments such as these! You are sure to become one of my children. I know it." 

Just then the evening sun broke behind Billy. His shadow grew long, merging with Gloopy, who had moved to stay out of the beam. Gloopy stayed in Billy's long shadow, slithering up the channel of dimness. It reached for Billy.




Randy Land Ch. 09



Something glittered on the ground. Sue picked up Lolli's pop and watched a golden circle of light color the ground in its shadow. Suddenly inspired, Sue raised the lollipop directly into the sunbeam and tilted it until the reflection landed on Gloopy's ear. She thrust the pop forward and focused the beam into a brilliant pinprick, which she aimed directly into Gloopy's eye.

The creature shrieked supersonically and retracted into itself, clearing the path before them. "Run, Sue!" Billy urged, dragging her by the hand. They sprinted out of the Molasses Marsh, hell bent on putting distance between themselves and the monster. The castle loomed before them, its cloud base suffused with reddish orange light. 

But they were not going to make it in time. There just wasn't any way. Gloopy had delayed them too long and the sun would be down soon. "Sue, there's no way to reach the castle in time. Best we save our strength and get ready."

As if knowing that fresh prey was on the prowl, the creatures let loose with premature howls, urging the sun to sink faster. Darkness crept up the facade of The Randy Palace, until the tip of the highest turret winked with orange light and then went dark. Twilight fell into night, lit by the faint glow of a waxing moon.

Billy and Sue tried to run, because it was the only course left to them. But neither of them had much strength left, so they slowed to a crawl. They were drained physically, emotionally, and even sexually.

That is precisely what saved them.

The creatures wasted no time finding the twins. Hulking shadows emerged from the dark, sniffing and snuffling around. There was something familiar about them that Billy couldn't put his finger on. 

The first stepped forward into a patch of moonlight. It was Sue. Only not the Sue Billy knew. This one was gaunt, with a haunted look about her sunken eyes. Her skintight top clung around breasts that were deflated somehow. The false Sue lit up when she saw Billy. She ran to him and hugged him tight. 

"Billy! Oh, Billy, it is you!" She seemed happy. But there was something else in her demeanor, something punitive and unwholesome. Shadow Sue ran her hand over his chest and started into his eyes. "It is so good to see you." Her voice was low.

She sank to her knees, freed his cock, and sucked it deep into her mouth. She stared into his eyes the whole time, desperate for his approval. She slathered his prick in wet kisses. But Billy did not get hard for her. He pulled her up.

"Please leave me alone," he said simply. The girl walked off, casting hurt glances at him, which he ignored.

A second figure strode forth and Billy braced himself. The Billy that walked into the light was all cock and swagger. He had piercings in his badly bleached eyebrows and a cheesy looking leather trench coat. When he saw Sue he whistled low. He walked in a circle around her, goosing her on the way and laughing. 

"Hot damn, bitch, those are swell titties. I bet your snatch is nice and hot too. I like hot snatches. They make my poker feel just fine."

As he said this, shadow Billy was groping Sue's tits and rubbing her ass. He ground his pelvis against her, trying to provoke a reaction. But Sue just stood there, lacking even the energy to tell the cretin to buzz off. He finally shrugged and faded away. 

The twins began a slow walk to the castle, holding hands and ignoring the assaults of the creatures. 

"You are a lousy lay," shadow Quell told Billy haughtily. "That will teach me to waste time on little boys. Maybe I can find you a coloring book with a clit in it so you know what to look for next time."

"You abandoned us, Sue," said the massive hulk of Sergeant Snoot. "What did we do to anger you?"

"Truth or Deed, Sue. Tell Billy why you're here." Shadow Lolli stalked Sue for a very long time. "The truth hurts doesn't it. Oh, would you rather a deed? I know just the thing..."

The creatures continued testing them for a reaction, but the twins simply walked toward the distant castle until they could walk no longer. Then they crawled. Finally, they sat together in the middle of the path, back to back, and collapsed into darkness as the shrieks and catcalls of the shadows echoed around them.

The Randy Palace

Billy awoke in a cloud, which was actually a bed piled high with white pillows and a fluffy down comforter. He was clad in crisp white linen. Light streamed through stained glass windows which depicted naked angels eating cupcakes. Jewel-toned spots of light scattered across the domed ceiling above him. Billy started at the display for a time, then had the distinct feeling that someone was watching him.

He turned and found himself fixed in the radiant gaze of Queen Libertine. She descended upon him with a rain of kisses -- his forehead, his cheeks, his chin -- before planting her lips firmly on his. Her clean scent thrilled him.

"Welcome to The Randy Palace," she stated simply. "I'm glad you made it."

"Is Sue..." Billy began, but she cut him off.

"Sue is fine. Physically, that is. But that's not really what matters in situations like this."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Billy, it was the ember of Sue's curiosity that burned your way to us. You are here rightfully, of course, but I doubt you'd be here at all without Sue. Somehow you've been more free in your explorations, and better shielded as a result. Sue's crisis is deeper and more intricate than yours. Untying the knot in her mind has not been easy."

Queen Libertine looked him over and then turned away. "We did all we could to help you face them. Sue has more demons than you, and thus more fuel for the shadows. Not only that, her brain and her spirit and her libido are wound more intricately. Sue has a lifetime of rich sensual pleasure ahead, if she can find her way through the labyrinth. But she has not found her way and I fear for her."

Billy was already leaving the bed, straightening his clothes and looking for the door. "Where is she? Which way!" he said, turning right and left in the hall.

"Wait, Billy, that's not..."

But he was gone, running through the curved hallway and testing each door. "Sue!" he yelled, and heard a faint sob from behind the door at the end of the passage. He ran down the hall to the door, which had two guards posted. "Open it." Billy commanded. "Open it!" The guards looked down the hallway at Queen Libertine, then did as Billy wished. He ran into the room, which was mint green with accents of white and yellow. Sue was curled into a ball on a huge bed with four posters. Billy climbed into it and spooned her, putting his arm around her waist and stroking her hair as she sobbed. He murmured encouragement in her ear and held her tight.

Hours passed that way, with Billy and Sue cleaved as one fetal ball in the island of the bed. The window-shaped patch of sunlight sliced its way across the bed and still Billy held her. Her sobs had long quelled, and she had napped some, but overall she seemed trapped by a horror that loomed in her mind.

The door opened and Karmdee came in with a tray. It held two mugs of warm broth and crusts of bread with butter, as well as a bowl of pitted cherries. She set it on the bedside table and left without a word.

"You don't have to speak, Sue, but you do need to eat. Not only do you need to eat, you deserve to eat. If you think differently, I'll eat all of the cherries and lick the butter from your bread."

In spite of herself Sue snorted, and hope swelled within Billy. He fed her cherries one at a time, then spoonfuls of broth, and soon Sue was eating properly. Billy went to the door and pounded it with his fist. "More fruit, more bread. And figgy pudding. The finest figgy pudding you have!"

Sue giggled at this and Billy shrugged. "I don't even know what figgy pudding is. But if anyone has it, this place should."

Sue got into the spirit of the game. She spoke in a croaking voice so low Billy could hardly hear it. "I should very much like some flan."

Billy pounded the door again. "And flan! And a cream puff!"

Sue laughed hoarsely and the sound flooded Billy with relief.

Before long Karmdee returned with a bowl of fruit salad, more bread, and two bowls of vanilla pudding, She unceremoniously dumped a couple dried figs into the pudding. "You know, figgy pudding takes hours to make, and it doesn't keep. It's also horrible. Be reasonable, will you?" She acted irritated, but she glanced at Sue in relief and shot Billy an encouraging look.

They ate the fruit, bread, and pudding in companionable silence and Sue grew sleepy. She laid back and Billy sang her a lullaby. Sue drifted into a sleep that seemed more restful than the fitful naps she'd had before.

Billy left the room to let her sleep and walked back to his room. It was magnificent but there wasn't much point in sitting there, so Billy walked down the hallway to a sweeping staircase. It was padded with thick blue carpet and led down the tower into a massive foyer. A fireplace at one end burned not logs, but entire tree trunks. Groupings of furniture and potted plants were everywhere. In one particularly plush chair sat Queen Libertine, with some of the girls from the beach nearby.

"You've done well getting her to eat and talk. There is hope yet. But it is not over."

"Sue will be okay. She's pretty tough."

"I agree, Billy, but time is not on your side. You have done something noble, giving your sister hope and love, and restoring some of her self respect. In short, you have given the shadows more fuel. And night follows day just as surely as the world spins in the sky."

"But we're inside! They don't come into the castle, surely?"

"No. But sound carries, particularly to those vulnerable to the insidious voices. These have your sister's scent and will not easily relinquish her."

A cold chill drenched Billy's back and he realized her words were true. In fact, night was falling now and the mournful cries of the shadows were rising outside. The sound caused dread in him because now, instead of incoherent howls, Billy heard words echo in his mind. "You're a lousy lay." Billy flushed and looked at Quell, who gave him a knowing, pitying glance. She came to him and wrapped him in a warm embrace.

"Whatever you heard, it isn't real."

But it would seem real enough to Sue, who even now lay vulnerable upstairs. Billy ran to the bottom of the stairs. He looked up the staircase, torn, and then his face set. Billy rushed to the entrance to the castle, flung aside the wooden brace on the door, and ran into the deepening night.

It didn't take them long to find him. Their hyena-like snarls were articulate this time, now that the shadows had seen into him and read which words would have the most impact. The first one to come to him was Mamma Nutt.

"I only let you grope me out of pity. Young men have no shame. You are like a dog who needs table scraps."

"Bustina, thank you for giving me the most wonderful moments imaginable! I will always treasure you. This isn't you speaking. This isn't the kind woman I know."

The shadow realized it had no traction with him and faded away. Next came Sue, who ran up and shoved him, fury darkening her face. "So what, a suckjob isn't good enough for you? You're a real asshole of a brother. Maybe I'll suck off your new boss at the five and dime, Mr. Flannigan. I bet he'll give me some money if I blow his cock real good. Maybe he'll put a cushion under the pharmacy counter for me."

"You don't need approval that badly. You are going to be just fine. Maybe I have a lollipop around here you can suck on. Go away."

The shadows kept coming, and Billy realized this was all a diversion. The real problem was not the shadows coming at him, but the ones coming after Sue. He spied himself further away, standing at the base of the tower and calling up to the window.

"Hey, sugar tits! I know you can hear me. Listen, I know I came on strong before, but if Billy won't stick it to you, give me a try, huh doll? With a body like yours, you don't have to go through life begging for cock. Come on down, sweetie. I'll show you a good time."

Billy thought hard and fast. He had to dispel this shadow not for himself, but for Sue. He had to do it in a way that was as effective and non-painful as possible.

Billy walked up to his shadow self, who squared off against Billy. "Scram, chump. Can't you see I'm trying to get a piece of ass here?"

"And with a handsome face like that, who can deny you?" Billy exclaimed loudly. He walked up and put his arm around the shoulder of his doppelgänger.

"Ahh, my good friend, I feel I know you better than anyone. True, I haven't fucked you myself. But my right hand has, and it hasn't fallen off yet. Ladies! Oh, ladies! If any of you is listening, and looking for some action, I highly recommend this guy here. Don't let his bad bleach job dissuade you. His farts smell like wet dog and he sweats like a beast. But his dick is average and his breath isn't objectionable. And did you know he can sing? Come on, Billy, serenade her with me. 'When the moon hits your eye like a big piece of pie, that's a moiree...'"

Billy started dancing with himself and the shadow shrugged him off. "I'm outta here, you sick whacko."

Billy looked up to the window and saw Sue looking down on them. She had tears streaming down her face, but she was laughing at the same time. She waved at him and turned away from the window. He watched her go with relief.

Billy heard hissing behind him. The shadows were enraged at him for scaring off their prey. They stopped taunting him and pressed in tight, hellbent on breaking him. They came at him in a semicircle, all of them naked women from the beach of the Sodapop Sea. Billy couldn't help but stare at their pleasing bodies highlighted by moonlight. They pressed their flesh against him and cooed while looking into his eyes with lust. As one they turned, bent over, and spread themselves wide open.

"Oh, I thought you liked us best this way, Billy. Face down in the dirt, mouths shut... just nameless pussies for you to fuck in a row. What do you feel like tonight? Polynesian? Indian? A little black pussy, maybe? Oh, wait, you had black pussy last night didn't you?"

Shadow T.M. spoke up. "You don't remember my name by any chance? Do you just think of me as 'that hot piece of black tail?' Girls, is there any one of us here who Billy hasn't crammed his dick into?"

Some of them started sobbing, and rolled over onto their backs. Their bellies had swelled, and kept swelling, and their cries grew into screams. Several babies writhed from their swollen vaginas and started crying, adding to the cacophony. The girls moaned to their babies. "I'm sorry, sweetie, Daddy doesn't know your name."

The babies writhed in the dirt then wriggled towards him, dragging their umbilical cords behind. Billy stepped back in horror as the babies moaned in misery: "Name me, Daddy. Name me after Mommy."

Billy fell to the ground and the babies clamored over him. Then a starburst of white light split the darkness and sparkles rained across the sky. From the center of the dazzling display came Queen Libertine, holding her wand aloft to drive the shadows away. She reached to him; Billy stumbled to his feet and ran with her into the castle.

Queen Libertine held him up as he trembled, until he was able to stand on his own.

"That was close. You did well, and I think you bought us the time we need. But we must go to her now."

Queen Libertine and Billy ascended the stairs as fast as he was able. They came to Sue's room, knocked quietly, and entered. Sue was sitting in her bed, staring into the sky through the window.

Queen Libertine set Billy into a chair and then turned on some lamps until a warm glow suffused the room. She faced Sue and said gently "It is time for this to end. Look at your brother. Look at yourself. The shadows will consume one or the other of you if you don't find some resolution."

"What is she talking about, Sue?" Billy asked. "Why did the shadow Billy say 'if I wouldn't stick it to you?' What is going on?"

Sue looked at Billy and her lip trembled. Queen Libertine prodded her again. "Tell him, Sue what brought you here. What was going through your mind at the time?"

Sue blanched and then flushed in shame. "I was in a foul mood because I was leaving for college soon. The house, the town, it all seemed different. Smaller, somehow. And I was about to leave Billy for the first time ever. We've been together since we were born."

"It is assuredly difficult. What transpired then?"

"Billy suggested we go to the woods. We used to play there when we were kids. I saw it as my opportunity. Something has been weighing on me for a long time. It has turned my insides into a knot. I am really worried, and curious, about sex. So when we went into the woods it seemed like a good time to talk it out with Billy."

"I see. This is very good, Sue. You are starting to get to the heart of the matter."

Billy seemed surprised at this last comment, because he'd been with Sue the whole time and everything she'd said had been accurate. But Queen Libertine was not satisfied, which made Billy even more curious.

Sue looked at her hands. "I cried because I couldn't go through with it, though it was eating me up so."

"Go through with what?" Billy asked with mixed alarm and curiosity.

"Tell him, Sue. Don't make me get my truth light out."

"I didn't intend to ask you about sex. I wanted..." Sue sobbed and raised her eyes to his, her face shining with tears. "I wanted you to show me about sex."

Now that she'd said it, it was like a levee had burst inside her. Sue fell back into the bed and moaned, tears falling freely as she sobbed. Billy felt hot tears on his own cheeks. A well of empathy rose in him and he cried, climbing into the bed and clasping her hands. It took a few minutes for Sue to compose herself.

"I haven't been with any guys because all I can think about is Billy! I need him so badly, but I can't have him. It is wrong, and I know he doesn't harbor the same lust that I do. I am so... depraved. This is not an errant case of puppy love. This is truly despicable, unwholesome sin in my heart."

Queen Libertine listened impassively. When Sue had finished confessing and Billy had stopped crying, she spoke. "So you're in love with your brother, or at least desperately lusting for him, and feel that your lust will hurt Billy. Furthermore you feel that you won't ever find a guy who can replace this lust, and you are doomed to a lifetime of unhappiness and regret? Possibly destroying the relationship most important to you in the process?"

Listening to her own darkest fears being parroted back to her had a chilling effect on Sue. She blanched white and nodded dumbly. Her bloodless lips were pressed into a thin line.

Queen Libertine rooted around and held a small, black orb aloft. "This is my truth light. Hear me now, Sue, and may the light damn me if I utter falsehood.

"You are not in love with Billy. And though your lust is very real, and happens to be aimed at him, it is not for him that you lust. You simply lust, and he is the target. He is safe. Familiar. You have a well of sexual curiosity surging inside of you, and you are looking for a safe way to express it. Billy is the safest thing you know, hence you lust for him."

Queen Libertine saw that her words were having effect and she thundered on. "Indeed, you have passed up opportunities in this land. Your path takes you where you will it. Why have you not gone where you most wish to go? Because your desires run twisted and deep. They run counter to how your society has shepherded you. Instead of embracing your desires, you bury them deep and try to behave. Where has that gotten you, Sue?"

The Queen fixed Sue in her most probing stare. "Would you rather go through life wallowing in misguided lust for your brother, or would you rather explore the thoughts that secretly thrill you and turn your knees to jelly?"




Randy Land Ch. 09



Sue seemed dazed and color returned to her lips. Her eyes were introspective and unfocused. Queen Libertine cocked her head at Billy and they left Sue to her thoughts, dimming the lights and closing the door.

As they walked down the hall towards Billy's room, he spoke out in wonder. "So that's what has been going on with her! You must have it right. The truth light didn't go off a single time!"

She held the dark sphere up to his face, pulled his mouth open, and popped it inside. It tasted like chocolate. "It's the cream puff you ordered." Billy chomped through the delicious pastry and laughed. "Now let's go check you out and make sure the shadows didn't do any permanent harm."

Queen Libertine dragged Billy into his bed and jumped on top of him, pouncing like a tiger. Soon they were naked and rolling around together. Their shrieks of laughter and moans of bliss continued well into the night.



Randy Land Ch. 10



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Separate Squares

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Billy awoke when Quell stirred next to him. Her scent clung to the bed and the sheets held her warmth. Billy never wanted to leave. But an urgency welled in him and he stretched. He recalled the nasty things they'd done the night before and smiled.

Quell blew a stray wisp of hair out of her face as she watched him wake. She saw his smile and felt her pulse quicken. She knew he was thinking of her, and relishing the memory, and it pleased her.

Neither wanted to untangle their limbs but by unspoken agreement they rose. Quell felt Billy's eyes on her ass as she dressed. "Haven't you had enough of me yet?" she asked him without turning around.

His answer came in the form of an embrace, two hands on her tits, and a very eager cock nudging into the cleft of her buttocks. She shooed him away. "No time for that now. You still have to find the king."

At mention of King Candy, Billy grew reticent. "I suppose he won't look kindly on you and I. Do you know where he is?"

"Probably off getting his ass spanked by schoolboys. There's no telling with that man. And don't worry about us. The king and I have a business relationship. The other part... well, let's just say it never got going in the first place."

Billy put his linen pajamas back on because he didn't know what else to wear. Then they went to find Sue. To Billy's surprise she was already awake, and curled into a window seat looking out across the land. "Good morning!" she said brightly. 

If her cheer was forced Billy couldn't see it. He was glad of the change. It seemed like some of the weirdness was behind them. "Does this mean you've forgiven me for rubbing my cum all over your tits?" Billy joked. Sue beamed and kissed him on the cheek. 

They are breakfast and then Quell handed them each a parcel. "It is again time for you to wear new clothes. I think you'll agree that yours have seen better days. Even so, I'll have my people see to them in case you are sentimentally attached. In the meantime try these." 

Billy went to his room to change. He'd been given tight black pants which gripped his thighs and ass. They tucked into high boots with rolled cuffs. The shirt was loose, made of the same deep indigo silk as the dress Lolli had given him. Its low neckline revealed Billy's shaved chest. 

Sue emerged from her room transformed. Quell had paid homage to Sue's former clothes. Sue had on knee-high, black leather boots which gleamed as they gripped her calves. She still had a red skirt, but but it had more body and extended further from her waist. Beneath it were supportive ruffles of black lace. A white silk blouse was cut in a deep vee which plunged between her breasts. These were encased in a lacy red bra. Sue's brushed hair shone and was contained into two neat pigtails with red bows. Billy whistled low and cut it short when he reminded himself of the shadow Billy. Sue shot him a brilliant smile.

The twins were at a loss. They'd walked the entire realm and had no idea where King Candy could be. "Quell," Sue asked, "what should we do now? Where should we look? I don't even know what the king looks like!"

"There's a picture of him in the sitting room. I'll take you there."

The trio went downstairs into the foyer. Along one wall were portraits of the royal family. Queen Libertine's portrait depicted a cherubic face with chubby cheeks and a pasted on smile that was so wide it consumed half her face. Billy looked at it and looked at her; she rolled her eyes. Lolli's portrait had captured her impish grin perfectly, although it emphasized decorum and lacked the fidgety energy that drove her.

King Candy's portrait was an impressive affair in a massive gilt frame. He stood with arms cast wide, holding a massive scepter. His crown, gaudy and pompous, depicted a golden pastry with ruby sprinkles. In fact, his entire outfit was covered in ruby spheres, particularly the three ruby and pearl buttons which dwarfed his golden scaled doublet. A massive cowl flared behind his head, setting off purple swirls of hair and a luxuriant beard and mustache. His eyes were bright blue with a distinctive ring of grey, and seemed to recede forever.

Sue looked hard at the pearl and ruby buttons on King Candy's doublet, while Billy stared into those distinctive eyes and pondered the purplish beard and mustache. At once the twins turned to each other and said "I know where the king is!" 

They laughed and ran for the door, sensing that their victory was at hand. Billy talked as they went. "Fortunately it shouldn't take us long to get back to the Lollipop Wood. We're lucky it is so close."

"Why would we go to the Lollipop Wood? King Candy is being held in the dark castle by Lord Lickerish. I don't know how we'll get in unnoticed."

"That's not where the king is, Sue! Why would we want to go back to that place anyway?"

"Oh fine, let's go play spin the bottle and waste time where the king isn't anywhere in sight!"

Queen Libertine silenced them with a raised hand. The twins stopped arguing and turned to her.

"Sue, are you certain that King Candy is being held in Lord Lickerish's castle?" Sue nodded fiercely. "And Billy, are you convinced that the king dwells within the Lollipop Wood?" Billy thrust out his chin.

"Then Sue, you must go to the castle, and Billy must go to the wood. You each must follow your convictions. I will arrange for transportation so that you may reach the king more quickly. This is business that concerns the Realm, after all."

They went outside and the Queen raised her wand. Each of them was encased in transparent bubbles which shimmered as they rose. Sue's bubble headed due south and Billy's curved to the east. 

Sue had further to go; as if reading her mind, the bubble surged forward and jetted through the skies, knocking clouds aside as it scurried across the realm. She watched the land pass beneath her in a blur as she reflected on the past few days. 

Billy had cum on her. He had actually splashed his cum on her body! The thought thrilled Sue to her very core. Not only that, he had tongued her pussy so thoroughly that she'd cum like a mutherfucker. 

And yet, it hadn't been real. He hadn't wanted to be with her. And that was okay. Sue thought that Queen Libertine's words held wisdom. She had to seek out the experienced she craved, and had to satisfy her curiosity, or else Sue would never be happy. She'd only ruin her most important relationships.

The bubble broke through a cloud bank in the midst of the desert just over the castle. It sank like a stone, dodging the bat sentries and sliding through the aerial archway. Sue willed it through the door at the far end, then the bubble burst and Sue landed in the stone hallway. She shut the door behind her and tiptoed through the castle.

Eventually Sue came to a door which seemed promising. From behind it came low-pitched squeals of pain and delight. Sue cracked the door and peered in. She saw the backs of the two guards. One raised high a long, thin paddle of hardwood and brought it down. There was a stinging slap and a keen of rapture. Sue looked closer. At first she couldn't figure out what she was seeing. Then she realized it was a drooping pair of testicles coated in wiry hair which was a reddish purple color. Two massive buttocks rose above them, criss-crossed with welts. A string of beads dangled from the cleft.

Sue snuck up behind one of the guards, who was leaning on his paddle as though it was a cane, one leg crossed casually. Sue ripped the paddle out of his hands. As he fell, she spun in front of the second guard and thrust the blunt end of the paddle hard into his solar plexus. The guard grunted and crumpled into a heap on the floor. Sue did the same to the first guard, who already had his breath knocked from him by the fall. As they wheezed and rolled about on the floor, Sue grabbed some shackles from a nearby rack and bound their wrists.

The man on the table was silent and still. Sue took the paddle and poked roughly at his balls. He coughed in pain as his body spasmed.

"King Candy, I presume?" Sue asked in an icy voice.

"Princess Sue. So you have found me at last."

"Let's have a chat. It seems the guards have spanked your ass within an inch of its life, so I'll leave that alone. I think maybe your balls need spanking, or maybe your teeth. "

"Guards? You mean Tyrone and Jean Pierre? They aren't guarding anything. They are specialists."

"I don't care if they are dental hygienists. They won't be interfering with us for a while."

"I detect that you are angry. What's on your mind, Sue?"

"Mostly that I've been from one shore of this realm to the other, to the top of the mountain to the bottom of the foulest marsh, and not one of your subjects has seen hide nor hair of you. Meanwhile, the realm is in disarray and looking to you for counsel, and their pleas fall on nothing but an empty throne."

The king sighed, and Sue risked walking around to look at his face. It was dejected and tired. 

"Sue, I had been on the throne for over 25 years before Lord Lickerish offered me a place to vacation. I needed the break."

"So you've been here for three years? That's kind of a long vacation, don't you think, King Candy?"

"Not really. The realm runs itself."

"That's what you think. Since you've left, the Gingerplum orchard is in disarray. The Gumdrop Mountain Range may as well be a demilitarized zone! Hussies are shoving high fructose corn syrup down everyone's throats, and the shadows threaten everyone."

The king absorbed her words without much enthusiasm. "Don't I deserve to be happy? I haven't had any peace since before you were even born!"

"That's something for you to work out, not me."

"Oh, Sue, that is where you are wrong. You are here precisely to work that out. Do I, or do I not, deserve to have my ass spanked by Tyrone and Jean Pierre from time to time? Doesn't everyone have the right to be happy?"

Sue wasn't sure what to think, but she knew she was running out of time. The guards, or whatever they were, were stirring. 

"All I know is that you're coming with me." Sue looked around and found a ball gag. She shoved the ball into King Candy's mouth and clamped the straps firmly behind his head. Sue leveled the paddle at his throat. "Get dressed, quickly, with no delay or detour. Otherwise I'm taking you back naked, with a ball gag in your mouth and spank marks all over your ass."

The king quickly slipped candy-striped tights onto his legs, a satin shirt over his chest, and then donned the golden doublet -- which was indeed missing a button. He scooped up his crown, cape, and scepter and the pair crept into the passageway.

That's when Sue realized she didn't have a plan. The bubble had gotten her here, but she didn't have a way back. She was trapped in Lord Lickerish's castle, miles from anyone who could help her, with her captive sporting a ball gag and a serious case of diaper rash.

A shape detached itself from the wall. Lord Lickerish stood before her, a sneer pasted on his face as he gave her a golf clap. 

"Good show. For once you managed to bumble your way here without tripping every alarm for miles. And you have a new pet! I must say, this one's an upgrade from that lout you usually run with."

"Stand aside, Lord Lickerish, or I'll --"

"Or you'll what, exactly? Dear girl, I admire your pluck, but you must consider your situation." Lord Lickerish stalked up to her. He leaned in close, eye to eye. "A girl could get herself..." He paused, eying her up and down like prey. "...hurt, out here all alone."

Sue's pupils widened and Lord Lickerish snorted in triumph. "But never mind that. I have agreed, at the behest of the Queen, to cooperate with you."

Relief flooded Sue but she kept her composure. "Naturally, Queen Libertine would have sent word of my arrival." She unclasped the ball gag, which by now was dripping with saliva, and dropped it into Lord Lickerish's hands. He recoiled and glared at her with glittering eyes. "Do something with that, will you, Lord Lickety? And do you have any wine? I'm parched. A decent red. Assuming you have one."

Lord Lickerish's face was set in a taut mask. He escorted them to a sitting room and sat down with them in a group of leather settees. He snapped his fingers and a servant ran up. "Wine. A decent red."

The servant hurried off and Lord Lickerish eyed her like a bug he wished to squash. "So, how have you been? Your outfit has improved."

"Honestly, not all that great. I've sat around like a bump on a log while my brother fucked every girl he could cram his cock into, then run a double marathon across the realm-- only to be attacked by Gloopy, collapse in exhaustion, and get mind-fucked by shadows."

As Sue spoke she witnessed a curious exchange in Lord Lickerish's eyes. He seemed for a second to experience empathy for her, and alarm sparked in his eyes. The moment flickered by and his usual detachment clamped down. 

"Those shadows are bothersome. I like to offer them figgy pudding. It drives them nuts."

The servant returned with wine. Sue took her goblet from Lord Lickerish, and when the king had his she offered a toast. "To the health of Mamma Nutt," she said and clinked her glass with her host, "and to the continued health of the realm." She toasted the King and drank her wine, her eyes boring into the king's. Sue wasn't accustomed to drinking wine, but it was the first thing she could think of to annoy Lord Lickerish. The wine diversion passed in a semblance of equanimity, each sipping and reflecting in peace. Then Sue stood.

"Well, we'd best be off. If you could show us to the door?"

"I wouldn't dream of it. The king shouldn't travel as a commoner. Take my personal transport. It will save you time."

Lord Lickerish walked with them to the top of a tower that Sue hadn't seen before. She glimpsed a round chamber with gray silk sheets on a plush bed and an array of beautiful sculptures. Above that was an aerie with a curious litter on a dais in the center. It was square, with an umbrella above it and four curling feet of mahogany. The litter had bench seats facing each other. It was clearly meant for two. Nevertheless, the trio climbed in. The King took one cushion, and Sue squeezed into the other with Lord Lickerish. He whistled and four bats swooped down. They picked up lead lines at the corners and rose into the air as one. 

The takeoff was a little bumpy, but the flight itself was pleasant. The litter swayed with their wing beats but was mostly stable as they moved towards The Randy Palace. Lord Lickerish whistled from time to time to keep the bats on course.

Sue tried to ignore her proximity to Lord Lickerish, but the ride made that difficult. Her naked thigh was pressed against the warm leather of his, and his cinnamon scent drifted to her on the wind. His arm, draped across the wall of the litter, rested across her shoulders as well. Sue thought of the time he'd prodded her with his fingertip and shuddered. 

Fortunately the ride was nearly over. The bats carried the litter to the lawn in front of the palace and set them down gently. Sue and the King stepped out. Without a word of farewell, Lord Lickerish whistled and the bats swooped into the sky. Sue found Billy waiting for them.

Billy had been at The Randy Palace for an hour or so. He had ridden his bubble over the lollipop wood, soon descending into the glade where Lolli had entertained them. When he touched down she was standing in the glade, unsurprised at his presence.

"Billy!" she squealed, and ran forward to wrap him in a hug. He looked down into her eyes and smiled.

"I saw a picture of you recently. Well, two pictures, really." Lolli grew serious and Billy spoke again. "Have you been posing as the king?"

"For a few years now. It is hard work too. I can't get too close or they might be able to tell."

"Oh, Lolli..." Billy sighed, with a hint of exasperation. "How long do you think this can go on?"

"I have to do something. The realm needs a monarch." Lolli stared hard into the pool, gathering her thoughts. "Daddy is exhausted. He isn't much of a king anymore. All day he dreams of having his ass spanked, or dressing up in baby clothes. It consumes his mind. The last time I saw him he seemed happier."

Billy seemed shocked at Lolli's blunt depiction of her own father's sexual kinks, so she tried to explain. "Billy, when someone has a sexual fixation, it can infect their mind. If left unaddressed, it can ruin their entire life and the lives of those around them. You might know something about this?" He nodded glumly.

"I have been doing something about it. I encouraged Daddy to follow his desires. After all, it's the best advice I ever got. It came from him, and the way he said it... well, I know this has been weighing on him for years."

"What's going to happen now?"

"I don't know that, silly! That's why you and Sue are here. It is a mandate that any change in royal status can only be confirmed by the constituency. In other words, the people affected by the transfer must oversee it. We've broken that mandate in the past. Let's just say the realm is far worse for the changes."

"So you're telling me that Sue and I have to pick the next monarch?" Billy was rattled. "What a mess. Best pack your things. We need to head back to The Randy Palace. Make sure your costuming stuff is in there."

"Already done, Prince Billy. Shall we be off?"

Lolli draped her satchel over a nearby lollipop which expanded into a balloon. Three more balloons bobbed into the air and formed a seat with the first by braiding their stems together. Lolli took a seat and patted the spot next to her. Billy snuggled up tight with her and the lollipop carriage rose into the sky. 

"Speaking of your costuming stuff... I'm going to get you back for shaving my balls unnecessarily."

Lolli laughed so hard her whole body shook. "Ooh, poor Billy. What a hardship having a princess shave your jewels."

The lollipop carriage drifted serenely northward, casting multi-hued splashes of color across the land. It was surreal and beautiful. Lolli held his hand as they watched the show. After a time she sighed and stirred.

"I suppose I do owe you one, though," Lolli remarked with a gleam in her eye. She unbuttoned Billy's pants and fished out his flaccid cock. Lolli put her head in Billy's lap and blew hot breath across the head of his prick. When it twitched and started to rise, Lolli clamped her lips around it and sucked him to full hardness. Billy relaxed with one hand on her head and the other holding a lollipop stem, drifting serenely through the sky as Lolli sucked him off.

They landed soon after. Queen Libertine was on the lawn to greet them. Lolli wiped the corners of her mouth and hopped off the carriage while Billy adjusted his clothes. Quell's eyes narrowed and she shot a poisonous glance Lolli's way. 

"Welcome back, Billy. I see you've brought that disease-ridden whore with you."

"Mommy!" Lolli shouted. She ran to Queen Libertine, who threw open her arms and embraced the princess. The two huddled and whispered in low voices, sometimes looking his way. Billy wasn't sure, but he thought he heard the words "spunk tastes like taffy" before both ladies laughed and went into the palace. Somehow, Billy got the feeling that he was in over his head with those two.

When Billy walked into the palace, he saw that preparations were already being made for the coronation. Billy walked over to a window and saw that subjects of the realm were gathering on the south lawn. He leapt back from the window in a panic.

"But Sue isn't even back yet! We don't have the king! And we don't know who is supplanting him!"

"Your insights are dazzling." Quell looked at him in amusement. "If I guess rightly, Sue will be here soon, and my wayward husband should be with her. As for the third... Lolli, tell him the options."




Randy Land Ch. 10



Lolli stared at the ceiling with her hands clasped at her back, as through she were reciting in front of the class. "Well, the current descendants of King Candy and Queen Frosti--"

"--that we know of," the queen interjected.

"-- that we know of, are Princess Lollita Esmerelda Wellington-Dufresne." Lolli curtsied. "That's me, by the way." 

"Don't forget Gloopy," the queen added. She turned to Billy with a look of disdain and whispered under her breath. "That happened when the King went on a primitive retreat and fucked a tree in an orchard somewhere down south." 

"Oh yes, Gloopy. So you have a decision to make, Billy. I leave you to it. I'm going to get dressed."

Billy went to the lawn and spied four tiny bats in the sky. They soon grew huge and dumped his sister and the king onto the lawn. Billy barely had time to glare at Lord Lickerish before the fiend flew off again.

"Well, Sis, I guess you were right after all. You did know where the king was. But I think I found the new monarch, so let's call it even. Whaddya say?"

Billy extended his hand. Sue took it and then pulled him to her. They walked together happily into the palace. King Candy came with them. Queen Libertine met them in the foyer. She inclined her head to the king. "Rupert, I hope you've been well."

"It has been too long. You look wonderful. How are the girls?"

"Karmdee sends her love."

"Daddy!" Lolli yelled, and ran to hug the king. She was clad in a matching doublet, crown, and striped tights. An excellent faux beard and mustache transformed Lolli's face. Except for height and weight, the two looked nearly identical.

A huge crowd had gathered on the lawn. From the window Billy could see Mister Cane, Fluffa, and Miss Jollies. Sue pointed out Mamma Nutt. Even the gingerboys were present, romping around and spilling people's things.

Queen Libertine opened a pair of glass doors that opened onto a patio overlooking the crowd. A hush fell over them.

"People of the Realm, allow me to introduce Princess Susan. She has an announcement to make that concerns you all."

Sue composed herself and stepped onto the patio. Her presence drew a joyous reaction from the crowd, who cheered her as they clapped each other on the back. Sue saw a crocodile tear drip from Fluffa's puppy dog eye and laughed to herself.

"When I first came to this land, I was asked to find King Candy. Many of you aided me in that search. For that I am grateful. I'm pleased to announce that I have found the King! He is in good health, as you can see."

The crowd applauded and knelt as King Candy stepped before them. He raised his scepter and they stood.

"Yes, he is in good health. But not in good spirits. Matters have weighed heavily on the king of late, which is why my brother has an announcement as well. Prince, er, William."

Billy walked onto the patio and waved to the people. "Hello, everybody, thanks for coming. Thanks for letting us crash in your houses too." A laugh went through the crowd. 

"It has become clear to Sue and me throughout our journey that you didn't need us to find the king. What you really need is a passing of the torch, a changing of the guard." Seeing their puzzled expressions, Billy hurried to add "You need a new ruler." The crowd nodded at this and Billy continued. "We have found your new monarch."

Lolli stepped forward and the crowd murmured. They pointed from one King to the other and exchanged puzzled chatter. Then Lolli ripped off her beard and mustache, threw off the crown, and stepped from the doublet. She raised her hands in the air like a can-can girl, a dazzling smile pasted on her face. Billy held her arm aloft as he rose his voice above the crowd. "Allow me to introduce Queen Lollita Esmerelda Wellington-Dufresne! You may call her Queen Lewd for short."

The crowd erupted in wild applause and a chant went up: "All hail Queen Lewd! All hail Queen Lewd!"

As the crowd reveled below them, Billy leaned over and whispered in Lolli's ear. 

"Told you I'd get you back for shaving my balls."

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Double Red

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The crowd had moved off to the feast to greet their new Queen. Sue and Billy sat in the foyer with Rupert and Quell. For a long time no one spoke. It was Billy who broke the silence. 

"Well, we found the King! And we've learned a hell of a lot, wouldn't you say, Sue? I guess it's time to be getting home." Billy and Sue stood and looked around expectantly. Nothing happened.

"Isn't a portal supposed to open up, or something?"

"Or something, yes," Quell said. "It seems you are still bound to this realm."

"But... really?" Billy was truly puzzled. He looked around as though a clue was going to materialize from thin air.

Rupert looked at Sue wearily, but with compassion and a sense of knowing. "Sue has not yet found the answer she seeks."

Billy pulled Sue away and clasped both of her hands in his. He searched his sister's face. "Sue, we're okay, right? You don't still want to... you-know-what, with me, do you?" 

Sue shook her head and sighed. "No, Billy, I understand that all now. And I know what I need to do -- if I can find the courage."

"Sue, you ran all the way across the world, fought against Gloopy, and staved off a horde of shadows hell bent on devouring your soul! Then you singlehandedly stormed Lord Lickerish's castle and retrieved the King! You're telling me that what you need to face next is harder than that?"

Sue nodded and her lip trembled. Billy held her a moment until he felt resolve stiffen her shoulders.

"Now get going before I squirt all over your tits again."

Sue laughed. She walked down to the party and found Fluffa. Pride swelled in him as he hugged her tight. 

"Thank you for everything, Fluffa. I know it now. The straight path is not for everyone. Do you happen to have a ticket?"

He looked at her with alarm but gave her a rectangle of thin card stock. It had double red squares on it but was otherwise unadorned.

A rumble thrummed under her feet and double jets of steam whooshed nearby. "Pickup, double red!" said the conductor. Sue boarded a giant éclair with bench seats. Aside from a tired-looking elf and his pet reindeer, there were no passengers. 

The express whisked its way to a frigid peak of the Gumdrop Mountain Range and dropped the elf and his reindeer off. "I'm so glad it didn't have square wheels," the elf said as the express moved on. It rocketed down the slope of the mountain and flew across the land. Sue looked out at the passing blur and tried to quiet the apprehension welling inside of her. The express finally coasted to a halt in the middle of some formless cotton candy foothills.

When she stepped off, the train whisked away. Sue shivered and gathered her arms against her torso, then started walking. There wasn't anything to guide her except a hint of warmth to the south. 

Sue trudged through the foothills as the afternoon sun cast long shadows. The cotton candy gave way to a crunching substrate, which then became fine crystals of sugar sand. There was now only one shadow, her own, stretching forever to the left as she walked southward. 

The sun was reddish orange and low on the horizon. Sue was tired, and her eyes seemed to be playing tricks on her. The heat of the sands warped the red disc of the sun into waves. She thought she saw a miniature castle with domed ramparts wriggling in silhouette against the sun. From it emerged a cloud of tiny dots.

Soon there was no mistaking it. Blotting out the waning sunlight came a flock of dark shapes. Soon their leathery rasps fluttered in the air above her head. Just as the sun set and the shadows came for her, Sue was raised into the air, armpits clamped firm in the viselike grip of a giant bat. She slumped and felt consciousness drain from her as she fell asleep in the air, a smile playing on her lips.

Sue awoke from a tickling sensation under her nose. She was curled in a warm, soft nest of white which reminded her of a cloud. Only the cloud tickled her face and limbs. Sue realized she was laying on a mohair rug and then knew where she was. 

She lifted her head to find Lord Lickerish peering at her. He was sitting on a settee of red patent leather with one leg crossed over his knee, and one hand rapping the back of the couch with a riding crop. The hairs of the rug masked the bottom part of her view, as though she were prey trying to hide in the grass from a predator.

"I see you've managed to stumble your way back here," Lord Lickerish said in exasperation. "You are a most persistent thorn in my side." Sue couldn't be sure, but she thought she detected a smile as he drew his hand across his face and sighed.

Sue sat up and looked around the room. It was just as she recalled it from their last visit, when he had twirled his riding crop inside of her like a pool cue being chalked. The memory stirring something inside of Sue and she flushed.

"You know how much I enjoy these unannounced visits of yours. Shall I expect anyone else? The Queen? Perhaps your buffoon of a brother, barging in here only to trip over his tote full of cheap sex toys?" Sue stifled a laugh and then shook her head. 

"Then you really are all alone. There's no one to stop me from violating you." Sue's eyes widened, and Lord Lickerish exploited her anticipation. "Given the amount of trouble you've been, I promise to be most thorough." Lord Lickerish removed his hat and tossed it onto a side table.

Sue crawled towards him through the mohair on her hands and knees. She took her time and made sure that her cleavage was visible and that her bottom was raised in the air. Sue put her head in Lord Lickerish's lap and looked up, eyes wide and bottom lip trembling. She butted her head against his abdomen until he began petting her hair, scratching behind her ears for good measure.

"So I've picked up a new pet?" Sue nodded and purred in the back of her throat. She was intensely aware of the warmth of his thighs beneath her chin, and her proximity to his cock, which she swore was beginning to stir.

"I'm not sure I need another pet. There's not much room in the place, and the upkeep alone! To wit, I recall that you like reds, decent ones, so I had one decanted for you." Lord Lickerish opened Sue's lips and tipped his goblet into her mouth. She lapped up the wine like a cat. Lord Lickerish wrapped his fingers in Sue's hair and tilted her face upward. He doused her lips with wine, dribbling the red fluid down the sides of her mouth. Wine spilled down her chin and ran into her cleavage. Most of it landed in his lap.

"Now look what you've done! You've soiled your new bra. You need to be house trained."

Lord Lickerish swatted his riding crop across Sue's upturned ass. It stung and surprised her. 

"Now clean up this mess you've made. There is wine all over the sofa."

Sue began lapping up the puddle that had coalesced in the seam between his crotch and the patent leather of the settee. Sue slurped the wine, humming against the insides of his thighs. She took her time licking his balls clean through the dark plum leather.

"That's better, but what will we do with your soiled clothes?" Lord Lickerish unbuttoned her silk shirt, popping each button with a cruel flick of his fingers. The garment fell away from her chest. He unfastened her bra and it too hung free.

"Sit up." Sue sat back on her calves obediently. Lord Lickerish removed her shirt and her bra, then used the dry parts of her shirt to swab at her breasts. As he dabbed her body, he spoke sternly. 

"I would give you a name, but that might suggest that I intend to keep you. You'd have to be useful indeed for me to entertain such a notion. What a mess you've made!"

Lord Lickerish leaned down and tongued her breasts. He focused on the valley between them, but eventually licked his way around the swells of her breasts, finally capping her nipples with his mouth and sucking them inside. Sue moaned.

"You like getting a tongue bath? What a naughty kitten you are."

Sue got down on all fours and turned around in a circle. At last she stopped and stretched her hands along the floor, dropping her torso and raising her bottom. Amid the ruffles of her underskirt, Lord Lickerish could see a flash of her panties.

"Is that soiled too?" Sue nodded and made sad noises into the carpet. Lord Lickerish sighed. He reached inside her skirts and pulled her panties down. Lord Lickerish cupped a silken corner of Sue's shirt over her mound and rubbed her. There might as well have been nothing between his fingers and her moist flesh, but for the slippery sensation of the material as he grazed it across her skin. He pushed two silk-draped fingers inside of her then pulled them back out, spanking her pussy lightly. 

"There now. All clean?" Sue shook her head vehemently. "No? Then hop up here on the sofa so I may have a proper look!"

Sue clamored onto the red leather settee and arched her back. She waited expectantly. Lord Lickerish took his time. He ran his crop over her body, swatting it occasionally, then tucked his long nose into the cleft of Sue's ass. Lord Lickerish licked her labia lovingly. "Dirty little kitten, how will I ever get you clean?" he murmured as he probed her folds with his tongue. It turned out to be a long tongue, and Sue found herself very full from it. He tried to, but could not quite, lick her most sensitive spot. Nevertheless, he could reach many places inside her, and did so.

Sue became agitated. She ground her hips back, digging her flesh against his face as he lapped at her clit. She groaned from somewhere deep in her chest and began to tremble. Sue rocked against his face, and then again, but the third time met nothing but air.

Lord Lickerish sat away from her and whisked his hands together. "All clean! Thank heavens. It was getting stuffy under all those skirts."

Sue felt her impending orgasm fade away and looked at him in irritation. Lord Lickerish lay a stinging slap across her backside. Sue's face contorted. When she regained her composure, Lord Lickerish gave her a stern talking to.

"Your bath is over when I say it is. You obviously need to be taught some manners."

He reached over and retrieved something from the side table. The next moment Sue felt a weight as Lord Lickerish fastened a fur-lined collar around her neck. He snapped the hasp of a silver-plated chain into a ring at her throat.

"You are ungrateful. Ungrateful kittens get time alone."

Lord Lickerish marched her to the corner. Sue followed, shuffling through the rug on her hands and knees. Lord Lickerish stopped Sue then pushed her bottom to the floor. "Time out for you."

He walked back to the sofa and drank some wine, humming off key. Sue stared into the corner, which was not very interesting, and fumed. The man really did push her buttons. She'd been so close to cumming!

When Sue had calmed somewhat, she felt a gentle tug on the chain. The summons sent a thrill throughout her that surprised Sue with its intensity. She felt herself dampen as she crawled back to him. It seemed to take forever. Sue felt his eyes burning into her skin as he watched her naked tits sway while she crawled. His eyes were lit from within, fierce and warm, drinking in her every curve and motion.

"Are you good at giving baths? I nearly forgot my intent to violate you. I'd like my prick to be clean before I impale you with it."

Lord Lickerish stood towering above her. He unfastened some buttons at his waist and peeled his pants down. They clung to his muscled thighs but he persisted until the stubborn garment fell free of his cock, which draped over his balls in semi-hardness with a dollop of clear fluid leaking from its tip. Sue realized that she'd been turning him on nearly as much as she had been. The notion sent a thrill through her. 

Sue had never actually sucked a cock before. She had practiced on Mister Cane many a time, and had continued to practice on his peppermint piccolo after they parted. Sue was not concerned about the basic mechanics of sucking cock, but she was anxious whether or not she would please Lord Lickerish.

Her hesitation earned her a light swat on the bottom as Lord Lickerish tightened her leash. Sue was pulled inexorably towards his swaying cock, and before she knew it she had him in her mouth.

Sue felt a sense of control as her practiced mouth worked around him. Lord Lickerish moaned and gripped her head, but Sue resisted him. She traced a line under his prick with her tongue, from the bottom of his balls to the tip, before swallowing him. Sue sucked and felt him inflate. She rose on her knees until she was bobbing her head around his surging cock. 

Lord Lickerish watched her face with a pang of emotion which he could not identify. Lust? Pride? Seeing his cock disappear into her lips as she confidently pleasured him was satisfying. 

Sue knew it, too. She could sense that she had him in the palm of her hand. She bathed his prick in sensation, slurping audibly to heighten the effect. Sue felt him tense and thrust. She allowed it a few times and then released his cock with a wet plop. Sue mewed and curled into a ball at his feet, swatting playfully at his balls as though they were cat toys.

"Done already? Lazy, lazy."

Lord Lickerish picked Sue up and carried her to a pommel horse. He set her astride it and pushed her face against it. Before Sue could register what was happening, her wrists were clamped into restraints. Her breasts and belly rested comfortably on the pommel horse, but her ass felt exposed as her abdomen fell off a cliff, leaving her pussy hanging in midair amid the lacy ruffles of her skirt.

Lord Lickerish left her that way as he took off his boots and pants, then he came around front. He moved in very close and slapped her in the nose and lips with his semi-erect cock. Then he crouched until he was eye to blazing eye with Sue.

"My patience with you has run out. What is there to do with a naughty, lazy kitty who soils her own bra and drinks up my finest wine? There is nothing left to do but fuck it. Fuck it and fuck it again until it learns its lesson."

Lord Lickerish stood and rubbed his prick over her lips until it stiffened. Then he took a riding crop from the rack and forced it sideways between Sue's clenched teeth. "Bite down on this. It may help." Her eyes grew round.

Lord Lickerish disappeared from Sue's line of sight. He ran his hands lightly over her back until they encountered her skirt. He unbuttoned it and tugged it from her hips, dropping it to the floor. Sue felt very exposed. She felt something slide across her bottom and tickle her anus before a swat landed on her thigh. Sue squealed around the riding crop in her mouth.

Lord Lickerish opened her with his fingers and she felt his tongue inside of her. He licked her with precision and fingered her clit at the same time. Subconsciously Sue began thrusting against him. He sucked her pussy for all he was worth, rubbing her in just the right way, and Sue felt a clamoring inside. She was going to come so hard she'd see stars, Sue just knew it. 

And then he stopped again. Lord Lickerish swatted her ass playfully as he stood. Sue was livid, and was just about to give him a piece of her mind. But then he gripped her thighs, parted them, and slid his cock into the center of her. 

Sue's breath caught and she laid still, contemplating the moment. He was fucking her! She had a cock in her right now! As if reading her mind, Lord Lickerish pushed in deeper, making sure to drag himself along her most sensitive skin. He let her settle around him, then deliberately ground his cockhead back and forth while he reached between her legs to pinch her clit.

Sue trembled in every extremity as the cascade of her orgasm overtook her. She felt her stomach drop out from under her as her body convulsed in pleasure. Lord Lickerish prolonged her orgasm by moving in her at just the right time, or shifting the pressure against her clit. Sue came and came in waves. Just when she thought she was about to stop cumming, Lord Lickerish pushed all the way into her, spasmed, and released a flood of hot sperm which coursed around inside of her pussy. The sensation and the knowledge that she'd made him come made her come, and Sue trembled through another crescendo.




Randy Land Ch. 10



He kept himself inside her for a minute or two as the sensations subsided, then pulled out. Sue felt a gush of fluid eke from her. Lord Lickerish retrieved her shirt and actually used it to clean her this time instead of using it as a prop. 

He unclasped her wrists, removed the riding crop from her mouth, and lifted her to her feet with his hands. Sue was glad to escape the claustrophobic heat of the leather against her torso and felt sweat evaporate from her belly as he removed her collar and handed her a red satin robe. He fucked her all over again with his eyes as she put on the robe, which was tailored and hugged her form. Sue looked at the robe, and his reaction to her in the robe, and smiled. 

"I'm famished. How about you?" Sue laughed as he took her hand and led her out of the chamber.



Randy Land Ch. 11



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Torn Between the Two

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After Sue had left, Billy couldn't think of anything better to do so he joined the party. Sweetlea and Sugarplum squealed with delight when they saw him, and nearly bowled him over with an enthusiastic welcome. They were not the only ones eager to see Billy. Indeed, he was very popular. Fluffa told stories about him, as did Miss Jollies and some of the girls from the beach.

When he found a quiet moment, Billy snuck up behind Mamma Nutt and hugged her, kissing the nape of her neck softly. "I wanted to thank you again for everything you did for me, Bustina," he murmured against her ear. 

Mamma Nutt reached back to grip his hardening cock through his pants. "There's no fatiguing you, is there, Billy! But I don't think this is the proper setting for you to 'thank' me." She laughed merrily and turned to give him a kiss on the cheek.

That's when Grandma Gooey and her vapid daughter whisked in. Grandma Gooey blocked Mamma Nutt with a barrage of banter -- "Oh, thank you for keeping him company Mamma Nutt, have you tried my latest Extreme Fudge Slider?" -- while her daughter took Billy's arm and steered him away.

"I'm sorry we had to leave so suddenly before. Why don't you and I go somewhere private and catch up? I'm eager to hear about your adventures." She smelled of perfume and kept her doe eyes focused on his.

In fact the party was winding down. Some of the guests had left and waiters were clearing dishes. Queen Lolli had just broken away from a gaggle of well-wishers and was now staring Billy down, eyes narrowed and eager to squash him like a bug. Billy's fight-or-flight sense started tingling and he got the feeling he was being stalked.

Quell came up behind Billy and took his arm, turning him in a half circle away from his companion. "Perfect timing! I believe the Queen wanted to speak with you." She turned to the fuming schemer. "And what is your name, little girl?" 

Billy met up with Lolli, who continued to look around at the thinning crowd, smiling and waving politely. But through clenched teeth she hissed "Don't mind me. Why don't you just stick it to all the guests while I tidy up the dishes? I hope this party isn't boring you. I mean, a coronation ceremony and all... not enough fucking for your tastes?"

"What? No! I'm just talking with people."

"Your dick is talking to people. Your mouth is just along for the ride."

"Seriously, Lolli, what has gotten into you?" Billy pulled her over to a garden bench between two hedges trimmed into the shape of cupcakes.

"I dunno. It's just... this party. I've been crowned less than a day, and already I can see my free time dwindling down to nil. I would have fucked you silly and pierced your nipple by now if it wasn't for all the glad-handing." She looked down into her lap. "I'm going to turn into my father. I can see it now."

"Not unless you grow a fat sack and a real beard." She smiled wanly at his attempt but Billy could see that she was truly upset. "Lolli, you will be an amazing queen. You aren't afraid to delegate. And your father already taught you the most important lesson, which you've taken to heart. Just work hard, and then play hard, and you will be fine."

Billy glanced around and whispered, staring deep into Lolli's eyes, "Is it okay for me to kiss the queen?"

An icy voice came from behind him. "Rumor has it that you titfucked the last one and spewed all over her ass crack, so I don't know where this sudden modesty comes from."

He turned to find Queen Libertine giving him the hairy eyeball this time. "I sent you over to talk to my daughter, not make out with her." Lolli suppressed a snort. "Do you think you can keep it in your pants long enough to see some of the guests off? Nighttime is nigh."

Billy walked around with Lolli and Quell, seeing the guests off. The ones who had tarried too long were provided complimentary rides from lollipop balloons. "Goodbye, Queen Lewd!" They called, waving from the air. Lolli waved back and kicked Billy in the rear.

The trio sat together in the red light of dusk, finally free of any official duties. Billy knew that the shadows would come soon, which reminded him of something that had puzzled him before.

"Lolli, before you asked me to play a game with you and you ran out to face the shadows."

She recalled the memory with a smile on her face. "Yes. They can be fun. Oh, they are quite perilous for the unprepared, but once you get past all that soul-sucking agony they're a hoot."

"Why did you seek them out?"

Lolli sighed. "The shadows confront you with your deepest fears about yourself. They may take different guises, but essentially you are facing off against you. The shadows reveal what you most fear. You can use that to improve yourself, or at least inure yourself from your own anxieties. I have spent the last few years facing them down, in preparation for becoming Queen. If you can't face yourself, how can you run a realm?"

"But why did you want me to come along?"

"There's no quicker shortcut to intimacy that sharing your worst private fears with someone else."

"Aww... Lolli, you wanted to be intimate with me?"

Quell had been listening to this exchange without comment but interjected. "She would get intimate with a shampoo bottle. Don't flatter yourself. If you want some intimacy that doesn't come with a therapy bill and a case of dick rash, you know where to find me. In fact, I'm exhausted. Look for me in the room where you've been sleeping -- which is actually my room, by the way. Maybe you can tuck me in... if you can get this slut's claws out of you long enough."

Quell stood and rudely brushed past Lolli. Lolli was quick to rise to the jibe. "Oh, look, Billy! It's one of the last surviving stuck-up cunts! I saw one in a history book, only it wasn't as wrinkly."

Quell stopped and looked at her daughter with narrowed eyes. "Honey, you only wish you had curves. You look so frail. Can I get you a cheeseburger, or would that interfere with your dick sucking too much?"

Lolli stood too and shoved past her mother. "At least I can get laid without threatening people with jail time. Do you get off on psychological abuse or is it the only way you can get cock these days? Desperate whores take desperate measures. Billy, if you want to fool around without bruising an ego the size of the palace, I'll be in the Queen's Chambers."

"I don't think you'll fill those chambers very well, dear. They were made for a woman, not a spoiled little cunt like you."

"I trust you on that, mother. You have a lot of experience on your back."

Billy stood aghast and watched the two women toss cruel barbs at each other as they strode up the path to the castle. Billy was sure he saw Quell slap Lolli just before they entered the palace. What was happening? Were shadows prowling in daylight and warping people's minds? Had the wine been tainted? Something strange was happening and Billy wasn't sure what. But he did realize that twilight had fallen so he hurried into the palace and slumped into a chair, rubbing his face.

A butler approached him and coughed discreetly. "Excuse me sir, I couldn't help but overhear. If you'd prefer more neutral accommodations for the night, I have taken the liberty of preparing a room for you. You'll find it up the rear stairway at the end of the hall."

Billy thanked the butler with relief. He was worried about Lolli, however, and Quell too. "Pardon me, but where are the Queen's Chambers? I would like to at least check on Lolli to make sure she is okay."

"The Queen's Chambers? Why Prince Billy, you have been staying in them since you arrived at the palace! Up the main stair, the room with the stained glass windows."

Billy was truly confused now, and then concern jolted him into action. Lolli didn't know where he'd been sleeping. If both women went to the same room to wait for him, they were probably at each other's throats even now! 

Billy took the stairs two at a time and rushed towards the Queen's chambers. He ran headlong into the room, slamming the door behind him. "Lolli!" he hissed, his panic evident. But no one was there. The room was empty.

Just as Billy was about to leave, he spied a bundle of clothes on the floor peeking out from a chair. He went to them and recognized the dress Queen Libertine had been wearing. Beneath it was a scrap of fabric eerily reminiscent of Lolli's coronation dress. From the bed, Billy heard a giggle and a deeper laugh. He went to the bed and yanked down the covers to find two sets of eyes peering up at him from two very naked women. He looked down on them with a flustered, beaten look which set Lolli into cackles of laughter. Her glee was infectious and soon all three were laughing until tears streamed down their faces.

Billy plunked down on the bed and rubbed his eyes dry. He looked at the two women, Quell with her pinup looks and Lolli with her intense sexual energy, and knew he was outgunned. "I've never fucked two queens before."

Quell paused at this. "I'm not a queen anymore. I'm just a typical girl."

"There is nothing typical about you, Quell. Not by a long shot." He looked at her for a long time and touched her cheek. "I'm honored to be with you."

Quell accepted this and then looked at Lolli mischievously before fixing him with a hungry stare. "Good. Because I've heard that your jizz tastes like salt water taffy."

The women rose as one from the sheets. They crawled towards him, asses swaying and eyes blazing. Billy fell back in the bed and wracked his brain to remember every trick he knew. He looked up into the stained glass window. The last thing he saw before they pounced was a pair of angels sharing a cupcake. 

Halfway across the realm, Sue was staring at a set of demon-shaped candlesticks which flickered cheerfully on the table amid a fine repast. There was wine, of course, casting its ruby glow across her napkin. But there was also roast beef, and asparagus, creamed potatoes, rolls, grilled skewers of garden vegetables, and three dipping sauces.

"You've gone to a lot of trouble," Sue commented, somewhat shyly.

"Nonsense! I always eat like this. Besides," he said with a twinkle, "you need to get your strength back. It's not often I get to toast a girl into her womanhood. Not often at all." He laughed at her blush, but not unkindly.

They are awhile in silence, he stealing glances at a red robe that whispered sin as it gripped her curves, and she trying to forget that Lord Lickerish wasn't wearing any pants beneath the tablecloth. Now that the ice was broken, in fact, Sue found herself very much in the mood to be with him. She set her fork down on her plate.

"Am I really a thorn in your side?"

He stopped eating and came around the table to caress her shoulder. He knelt and looked into her eyes, burning the truth of his words into her. "Not at all. Well... yes, but not in the way you think. I'd hoped desperately that you would return. I had this robe made for you, among other things. I didn't know if you would ever return to claim them, but the pursuit was a welcome diversion from the longing."

"Really? I find that surprising. You are so worldly, you must have dozens of playthings at your beck and call."

"Sue, I live in the middle of a desert. Not everyone has magic bubbles and flying lollipops at their command."

She giggled at this and touched his arm. He was intensely aware of the contact.

"The truth is, it isn't easy for people like you and me. Not easy to find each other, and not easy to open up. It takes courage. You have a lot of courage. I've been longing for you ever since you slid down the side of my tower, whistling your jaunty tune on that ridiculous peppermint cock."

"You knew about that?"

"My dear, I never left! I was just on the other side of the door listening to you escape. I had to make sure the bats wouldn't actually harm you. They are animals after all, and can get overzealous."

Sue was stunned, and her face showed it. All this time... "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Say what? 'Oh, don't go. I'm not a bad man, would you like to stay for crumpets?' Please." His tone dripped contempt. "Besides, that is not the point. The real crux for me was: would you come back of your own volition? Our games do not work as well without some fear, do they, pet?"

The word sent a jolt through Sue and her nipples stiffened. Lord Lickerish scratched her behind the ear and kissed her on the mouth. "Would kitty like to sleep in Master's bed tonight?"

Sue mewed and rubbed the back of her hand against her cheek. Lord Lickerish scooped her up and walked the stairs to the room with the gray satin sheets. Through open windows wafted the stored heat of the desert sands. Sue found many ways to be a naughty kitten that night, and was punished for it most thoroughly. 

Sue spent the next several days reveling in lust and new sensations. She felt intoxicated by everything. The wine, the exquisite food, and oh! the outfits Lord Lickerish showered upon her! Each was more revealing than the last, except for the ones that weren't. But those felt even more sexy to her.

Sometimes Sue would drop a dish or accidentally bump into Lord Lickerish, and earn a stern word, a stinging slap, or even corner time. Each of these punishments caused her blood to pump in her ears. When he judged her ready, or when she was particularly naughty -- say, the time Sue had leaped onto the supper table and soiled the mashed potatoes -- Lord Lickerish gave her the punishment she truly craved, and gave it to her so deeply that she felt sore all day. He had cum in her, and cum on her, so many times. Yet Sue was always hungry for more. She lost track of the time she'd spent with him.

Late one night, long after they had fallen asleep, Sue cried out. She was having a most distressing dream. She was standing at the window of the tower, looking out across the moonlit sands. But there weren't sands at all. The tower was suddenly consumed by towering trees, glowing with an unreal light. From deep in the sickly green trees, somewhere near the sunbeams that were blinding her sleepy eyes, came a distorted voice yelling her name. "Sssuuueeee..." She screamed.

Lord Lickerish shook her awake out of concern. Sue was in the bed, but she ran to the window and looked out. There was nothing but glimmering sand as far as her eye could see. 

"Where did they go?" she asked, distress in her voice. 

"Where did who go?"

"Never mind. It was just a dream."

But later the next morning at brunch, Sue turned to grab a muffin from the sideboard. Only the sideboard wasn't there. In its place was a fallen oak with a grumpy squirrel holding a nut and staring at her. It's mouth opened. "Ssssuuueeeee..."

She stood quickly, knocking her chair back in horror, only to look again and see the sideboard and a tray of muffins.

"My dear, what is the matter?" said Lord Lickerish, his alarm evident.

Sue trembled and sat down. "I fear I'm going mad. Last night I had a dream that the castle was surrounded by an eerie forest. But it seemed so real! And just now, I saw a tree trunk and a squirrel, just there."

Lord Lickerish was not as surprised as Sue expected him to be. He sat with her and took her hand. "I see. Tell me, where were you before you came here?"

"I was at The Randy Palace, at the coronation ceremony."

"Think back further. Before you came to this realm, where were you?"

Sue slumped in her chair and a tear welled in her eye. "I was in a forest, playing with Billy." The tear fell as she looked into his face.

"Curiosity brought you here. And once you'd tugged on that string, you found how tangled was the knot. Sometimes, asking the questions is not the hard part. Sometimes, it is disentangling yourself from the answers that is the toughest. Can you disentangle yourself, Sue? It is probably healthiest in the long run if you can."

"I don't want to leave. I want to be your pet forever."

"You'll be just that if you stay."

Sue sat for a long time, sobbing quietly to herself. Finally she looked at him with shining cheeks. "I don't think I can do it, Lord Lickerish. I can't find my way back."

"Perhaps it would be best if we went out for a ride. See the countryside a bit."

Sue looked around for something decent to wear, and for nostalgia's sake put on the red skirt and white blouse she'd worn to the castle. Then she and Lord Lickerish boarded his personal transport and flew across the sand. She watched golden speckles pass beneath her, fading into rolling hills of grass and gingerplum trees. Sue glimpsed the Rainbow Path and waved to the red-haired guardian as they passed. 

Lord Lickerish whistled. The bats set down near the edge of Gingerplum Orchard. He held Sue's hand to help her out of the litter and onto the grass. Lord Lickerish squeezed her hand and gave it a kiss. Then he sat down and whistled sharply to the bats, who surged into the air and left Sue behind, standing dazed in the orchard.

It was the cruelest thing he'd ever done. To her, or to himself. He knew it with a certainty, tears streaming from his eyes and his heart splitting in two as he flew away from her.

Fluffa was there at her side, comforting Sue as she cried. With each sob that wracked her body, Sue's hearing and vision distorted. Colors became brighter and duller, sounds sped up and slowed. When she quieted herself, Fluffa handed Sue a gingerplum. 

"Have a plum. Walk a bit and clear your head."

He pointed down the trail, where she had first walked into this realm. Sue bit into the plum and tolerated the bitter taste as she walked back out of it.

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Billy awoke with two limbs asleep. One was his right hand, which was trapped under Quell's sodden snatch. The other was his left leg, which had most of Lolli's body draped over it. He could feel her hot breath on his balls as she inhaled and exhaled in the regular pattern of sleep.

Billy stretched and withdrew his hand, which roused the former queen. She rolled over and looked at him, a satisfied smile tugging her lips into the most beautiful expression he'd ever seen. Together they watched Lolli sleep, until Billy became aware of Quell's naked breasts. He leaned over the nearest and suckled it, wetting the nipple as he stretched it into the back of his mouth. 

"What do you think you're doing? Just because I let you see my tits doesn't mean I want you to slobber all over them."

"My mistake," Billy smiled around her nipple as he sucked it even deeper. The contact sent a message to his prick, which stirred and bumped Lolli in the nose.

She yawned, stretched, and saw what was happening around her. Lolli cooed.

"Mama? Ma-ma?" she said in a baby voice, and pawed at Billy's stiffening cock.

"Looks like baby is awake." Quell gripped the base of Billy's cock and swatted Lolli's face with it. "Does baby want her pacifier?" Lolli nodded so Quell popped his prickhead between her wanton lips. Lolli began a gentle suction on Billy's cock while she rolled his balls around gently. 

Billy groaned around Quell's breast as Lolli got going on his cock. They stayed that way for awhile until Billy needed to cool off. He unclamped himself from Quell's breast and slipped his cock out of Lolli's sucking lips. She started to wail, waving her limbs in the air.

"I think baby needs her diaper changed."

Billy moved down the bed and unwrapped a hand towel from Lolli's groin that they had used as a diaper for her. Billy looked into the crumpled towel, which was perfectly white and clean.

"Naughty baby. You have soiled your diaper!" Billy spoke sternly to her and sighed. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Billy grabbed Lolli by the hips and began tonguing her. He bathed each fold, slurping noisily as he sucked on her pussy lips. Lolli was quick to heat up. Billy licked her and fingered her at the same time, causing as much sensation as he could.




Randy Land Ch. 11



"Baby is a mess. Her bottom is filthy. Do you have anything better I can use to clean her with?"

Quell shook her head sadly. "No. You'll have to do it. Let me get you ready." She stared into Billy's eyes as she bathed his cock with her tongue. Quell trembled inside as she saw the effect her ministrations were having on him. Billy melted from her attention, though his cock made up for it by straining inside of her mouth.

When Quell had thoroughly wetted Billy's cock, he took it from her lips and rubbed it over Lolli's pussy. "Bad baby. Now lie still while I clean you up." With those words Billy pushed himself inside her. 

Lolli was still not completely dry from last night escapades. Billy had come in her at least twice. She was in a state of perma-readiness. Between the tongue bath and the general kinkiness of the situation, Lolli was primed. It did not take her long to cum, albeit quietly. It was almost like an aftershock.

"There, there, baby," Quell murmured as she stroked Lolli's hair. Billy watched her and suddenly felt the urge to cum himself. He crawled over to Quell and pushed her down in the bed. Billy rubbed her pussy lips with his cockhead and found them very wet indeed. He settled against her and slipped inside her familiar warmth. It soothed him and invigorated him at the same time. Billy thrust in and out, making a futile attempt to prolong the inevitable. But soon his limbs trembled, his cock twitched, and Billy saw white lights exploding in his mind. It seemed to him that his cock was jettisoning miles-long ropes of thick jism. But in reality, he had no idea if his tired cock had even managed to eke out a drop.

Billy collapsed in a heap against Quell and rubbed her body as he recovered. Billy began whispering into her ear as he fingered her. "Don't think you're getting off so easy. I can see right through you. You act so composed. But really you're a dripping wet slut begging to be fucked, aren't you? You want to cum. Cum for me or I'll bite your nipples so hard you'll see stars. "

As he said this, Billy lightly caressed her nipples. Quell tensed and ground her pelvis against Billy's hand. He felt her veins throb around his fingers and milked the moment for as long as he could before she relaxed.

The trio rose and took a long shower together. Billy washed each of the women, and was washed by them in turn. Clean and relaxed, they dressed and headed onto the rear patio for breakfast. Queen Lolli raised her hand and the butler came, ready to hear her first command as Queen of the realm.

"We're starving. Breakfast for three please, and can you make me those pancakes shaped like a mouse head? I love those." The butler whisked away, glad that Lolli wasn't a prima donna. 

Lolli sat in contemplation and turned to Billy. "You have been from one corner of this realm to the next. What have you seen? What should I address during my reign?"

Billy pondered the question, but one answer came easily. "Isolation. Fluffa is sad because the other Fluffy Trolls have faded away. Mister Cane hasn't seen another soul in years, as far as I can tell, and no one comes for his mint whistles anymore. Miss Jollies tends a visitor center with no visitors. Lord Lickerish is all alone. Mamma Nutt tends her farm by herself. There is no sense of community, no communication. Everyone works in their own little bubble, isolated from the rest of the realm."

Lolli seemed pleased at his words and considered, but Billy could tell that no obvious answers were coming to her. "If I were you, Queen Lewd," at this she stuck out her tongue, "I would invite your mother's friends to pay Mister Cane a visit. And while they are in the area, pay a visit to Miss Jollies and her sex education center. As for the other side of the realm... well, there are some naughty boys with lots of energy running around the Gingerplum Orchard. Perhaps they could give Mamma Nutt a hand with the peanut harvest? They might turn out to be decent young men after all. Particularly if Lord Lickerish oversees their training."

"Won't that create a vacuum in the central region?" Lolli mused.

"Not if you can find the Fluffy Trolls and return them to the Orchard." As if by a signal, Billy looked up and thought he saw a Fluffy Troll beckoning to him from a wood just north of the castle. "Well what do you know. I never saw that wood before! It's a perfect place to look!"

Billy stood, oblivious to the befuddled glances of his companions. Quell and Lolli both turned to follow his gaze, seeing only hills, sky, and clouds.

"It is a rather dim wood, but something tells me that's the place to start." Billy folded his napkin and put it on the table. He stood and left the patio, walking towards the hills. Lolli looked at her mother in shock, but Quell just shook her head and rose to walk with Billy. 

"I'm sure you are right, Billy. That is the best place to look. I hope you'll remember us and the lessons we've taught you." 

Forgetting his destination for a moment, Billy turned to Quell. "Of course, Queen Libertine. I could never forget you, or the things I've learned from you." Billy was bemused, and pecked her on the cheek.

Lolli stepped between him and his invisible destination, arms akimbo and a tear streaking from one eye. "Prince Billy, you would have made a fine king. I envy the woman who captures your heart."

"Truth or Deed, Lolli?"

"Deed, of course," Lolli said with a sniffle.

"Run the realm as fiercely as you played in the Lollipop Wood. Your subjects are up to the challenge."

"I will, Billy." The tears were so thick in her eyes that she could hardly see him as he hugged her tight, then stepped around her. Lolli was surprised to see another form loom on the horizon, walking over the hill towards them.

"Sergeant Snoot? I thought that was you!" Billy greeted a large, furry gent with shaggy brown hair and stubby limbs. The figure stopped, reached up, and lifted its head off its own shoulders. Inside was a round face with distinctive eyes and a purple mustache.

"No, Billy, it is only I, Rupert. Carry on, young man."

The former king walked up to his wife and daughter and held them in his fuzzy arms as Billy walked away. "It is so beautiful!" he said, and then faded from their sight. 

Billy walked into the wood, which seemed odd to him. The colors were muted and the sounds muffled, as though he was listening through a pillow. But in a moment he recognized the place, as though it were out of a dream. Huge mossy boulders sat in a ring. Billy turned to find only trees behind him.

He leaned against one of the boulders and adjusted. Slowly the colors became more real to him, and the sounds unmuffled as they sped up. He felt the ground beneath his feet, and realized the boulder was cold. Billy found everything strange and spent hours in wondrous reflection. But disquiet grew within him and he finally sighed. "Sue." 

He tasted the word in his mind and then his disquiet blossomed into panic. Billy scrambled to look for his twin. Given the disorientation he felt, maybe she was disoriented too. Maybe she'd fallen, or was stuck somewhere nearby. 

Billy tore through the wood seeking his sister, afraid at every turn that he'd find her laying in a pool of blood, or with her ankle twisted in a hole. Even as he searched, Billy recognized a more likely scenario, one he refused to acknowledge. But eventually, Billy stopped looking and returned to the boulders, admitting the truth to himself: Sue had not returned.

Billy slumped to the ground, loss welling inside of him. "Sue!" he cried. His only response came from a squirrel, who hopped onto a fallen oak nearby and chattered at him grumpily.

The tears came then, hot on his cheekbones and itching his chin as they fell. Billy clamped his knees and rocked back and forth on the ground. He'd been preparing for Sue's college departure for weeks, but this feeling was entirely different. Billy instinctively knew that Sue might never return from the candy realm. 

Billy waited until the sobs subsided and the dusk loomed. He stood, brushed himself off, and prepared for the long walk home. It wasn't physically long, of course, but he hadn't much heart for it.

As he turned for home, the evening light played tricks on his mind. Some of the trees seemed unnaturally colorful, and he swore he saw gingerplums in their boughs. Between them came a flash of white and red, which coalesced into a tall form with bouncing blond curls, flashing blue eyes, and a smile that could melt your heart. She staggered into the wood, staring about her in alarm.

Billy ran up to her and hugged her tight. "Sue! You found your way back after all!" 

Sue looked into her brother's face and found it comforting. That in itself was comforting, because for the past year or two his face had been invigorating to her, and not in a healthy way. Sue looked around and then said "It seems so... dull."

"Well, then, let's make it interesting!" Billy said. He took her hand and they headed for home.

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Author's Note

Thanks for reading my first full novel! It still has many rough edges but I had fun writing it. If you read this far I'd appreciate your comments so that I can make this one or the next one better. I appreciate you taking the time to read Randy Land!