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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Ape_Escape_(Video_Game)
  Relationship:
      Yumi/Specter, Natalie/Specter, Yumi/Natalie, Yumi/Apes, Natalie/Apes,
      Aki/Apes
  Character:
      Sayaka_|_Yumi, Natsumi_|_Natalie, Akie_|_Aki, Specter_-_Character,
      Professor, Kakeru_|_Spike, Hikaru_|_Jimmy, Satoru_|_Kei, Various
      Characters
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      Exhibitionism, Force-Feeding, Furry, Anthropomorphic, Gangbang, Human,
      Humiliation, Lolicon, Mind_Break, Mind_Control, Non-Consensual, Orgy,
      Sexual_Slavery, teen, Ahegao, Vaginal_Sex, Vaginal_Fingering
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      Published: 2016-01-08 Words: 7349
****** Specter's Double Paradise Plan ******
by Dachimotsu
Summary
     Takes place during the events of "Ape Escape 3". When Yumi finally
     confronts Specter, she learns that she was tricked and has only been
     helping them all along. Betrayed and captured, Yumi is forced to
     participate in a humiliating TV show in order to win her freedom and
     save her brother.
     ---
     On that note, how am I the FIRST and ONLY person to upload a fic for
     Ape Escape? Internet, I am disappoint.
“Hold it right there, Specter!” commanded Yumi as she stepped through the doors
to the simian dictator's control room. “That's as far as you go!” Yumi was a
very young high-schooler, probably somewhere between 13-15 years old, with red
pigtails and big, green eyes. Despite her age, she was famous worldwide as a
pop idol, and her fans included both humans and monkeys. Her stun club, an
electromagnetic rod used for temporarily stunning monkeys, was now pointed at
Specter with malicious intent.
“Oh, NO...” Specter sarcastically pined. “It seems I've nowhere left to run!”
Specter was a white monkey with long, spiky hair and red eyes, one of which was
covered by his hair. A strap-like, metal helmet with glowing, red lights
wrapped around his forehead, with one more strap going over the top between his
hair. He was dressed in a dark gray business suit and wore a red bowtie. He was
almost always found seated on his hovering throne.
Specter once performed at a circus, before somehow getting his hands on the
Peak-Point Helmet, an invention that multiplies the wearer's intelligence, and
drives them insane as a result. Now aware of his captivity and angry at the
humans who imprisoned him, he began mass production of the Pipo Helmet, a
slightly less effective creation for his primate army, with which he would
enslave the human race. Though his plans had failed twice before at the hands
of Spike and Jimmy, his current plan was to brainwash the humans by using the
very thing they'd already brainwashed themselves by: television. He had already
succeeded in making couch potatoes out of the population's majority.
Specter lowered his flying throne closer to the floor, in order to have an
easier conversation with his unlikely adversary. “You think you've halted my
plans?” Specter coyly asks, waving a finger. “You think you catch me in that
net of yours, and that's that? Sorry, doesn't work like that. Whether or not
I'm around, I've already taken precautionary measures to ensure my Double
Paradise plan goes unhindered.”
“Yeah, you mentioned that plan the last time we met,” said Yumi as she lowered
her weapon, now interested in what the impish emperor has to say. “What's that
all about?”
“You haven't noticed? There's a reason you, Natalie, and Professor Aki were
never affected by the hypnotic transmission. The broadcasts were only
configured to affect male humans. The only reason your brother wasn't affected
is due to compatibility issues, same with some other men, but we've already
seen to them...”
“Kei?” Yumi asked, worried and only just now realizing she hadn't actually seen
her twin brother in-person since the two of them originally set out. “What have
you done with him?!”
“Oh, he's safe. Don't you worry. Now, tell me. What do you think we intended to
do about the men who were unaffected by the broadcasts? Well, after capturing
and... analyzing them... we discovered they all shared one very specific trait.
So now, all we need is to add one more element and our TV lineup will be
complete!”
Yumi readied her weapon once more, having heard enough. “I don't care what you
have in store! This all ends now!” Yumi looked toward her Morph Bracelet, a
powerful invention given to her by Professor Aki. When activated, she can
instantly don different costumes that give her varying abilities. Just before
coming here, Aki had given her a new, experimental Morph power, but didn't
explain what it was or what it did. All she knew it by was its name: “World
Idol”. It must be extremely powerful for Aki to give it a name like that, Yumi
thought.
She hit the button, leapt into the air, and yelled “TRANSFORM!!” After a bright
flash of light, Yumi was in her new costume. “W... Wha ih diff?!” she tried to
ask through the red ball-gag she was now wearing. Her usual jacket and skirt
had both been replaced with a pink, skin-tight leather outfit. The torso part
of the outfit was mostly made up of straps, and did not cover her nearly-flat
chest, her navel, or her tiny little twat. She had emerged in a forced kneeling
position, with an iron bar separating her knees and forming a right angle at
her crotch, while her feet were connected by the ankles on the floor behind
her. Her arms were strapped together by a single leather sleeve that wrapped
both of them behind her back, rendering them completely useless. The collar she
wore now read “Property of Specter TV”.
“Oh? Is that Aki's latest Morph Gear?” Specter mocked. “I must say, it's far
more risque than your other outfits. I don't think our younger audiences will
approve. Or... maybe they will... Isn't that right, Professor Aki?”
The large, metal doors through which Yumi originally entered opened once more.
Standing in the doorway was the ever-smiling face of Professor Aki, but
something was decidedly different this time. She still had the poofy, red hair
and the kind, green eyes she's always had, but her usual white and yellow
outfit was gone, as were the rest of her clothes. In their place, she was
wearing the same bondage suit she'd apparently designed for Yumi, minus the
ball-gag and restraints. Her unusually huge breasts were now on display, and
her crossed arms made no attempt to cover them.
“Aun' Aki...?!” Yumi tried to call to her aunt, wondering why she was here and
why she was naked.
“Oh, Yumi!” Aki cried with a pleased smile. “You do look so much cuter in your
new outfit! I'm sure the next show you put on will be even better than the
others!” With saddened eyes, Yumi looked to Specter, as if begging for an
explanation.
“You seem confused, Yumi,” Specter taunted. “Were you not the least bit
suspicious when Aki revealed that she knew my right-hand man, Dr. Tomoki?
Tomoki had to pretend he didn't know her of course, but the truth is that
they've been working together their entire lives!”
Aki blushed and placed her hands on her cheeks, proud of everything she's done.
“You could even say we're... lovers.”
“Huh?!” Yumi exclaimed.
“All those costumes Aki has been giving you?” Specter continued. “Did you never
wonder why they were always thematically appropriate for the sets you were
being sent to? Your 'Wild West Kid' for the 'Wild West Town'? Your 'Fantasy
Knight' for a medieval castle? You were being dressed up for the show! And we
got it all on camera! It's thank to you and your exquisite 'acting' that the
broadcasts are stronger and more mesmerizing than ever!”
“Buh I cah yer muhkees!” Yumi struggled to argue, trying to find a flaw that
would somehow turn this whole mess upside-down.
“What? You think you caught my monkeys? Ha! Your net just teleports them to
somewhere else! Did you never wonder where they were going? Oh, but don't let
me explain it. Maybe someone who helped develop the Monkey Net can explain it
better than I.”
To Specter's right, another metal door opened. Behind it was Natalie,
granddaughter of the Professor who invented the Peak-Point Helmet and the
Monkey Net. It was she who originally asked Kei and Yumi to capture the monkeys
when the whole thing started, and she who sent them their Monkey Nets. Like Aki
and Yumi, she too had red hair, which she wore in two, outstretched pigtails.
Just like Aki, Natalie was wearing the same pink bondage suit, showing off her
small breasts. Additionally, she was wearing what looked like one of the
monkey's Pipo Helmets, which resembles a metal construction helmet with a siren
light on top. While the color shown on the light was normally blue, yellow, or
red, to represent levels of alertness, the light on Natalie's helmet was pink.
Looking closely, Yumi could see that Natalie's normally maroon-colored eyes
were also pink, and they even looked as though they were shaped like hearts...
Without saying a word, Natalie immediately walked over to Specter's throne, her
mouth smiling and agape. She knelt down, undid Specter's zipper with excited
haste, and out popped his erection, small in size, but appropriate for an ape.
With no hesitation, she placed her lips over his cock and began sucking
vigorously. Yumi could only watch in a horrified stupor.
“Oops. I guess she can't,” Specter joked. “Polite girls can't talk with their
mouths full, after all.”
“After Natalie sent the video asking you and Kei for help,” Aki explained, “she
was captured by the monkeys, and the Monkey Net she was going to send you was
adjusted. By me, of course,” she giggled.
“Do you understand now?” Specter asked. “You've done nothing to detain us. Oh,
and if you hadn't activated that Morph Gear yourself? Aki would've activated it
remotely. And if it had somehow broken? Well, we have your brother hostage, so
I doubt you'd do much with his life at stake. You see? I've had every fail-safe
planned since the beginning! And now that everything's in place, it's time for
our special LIVE broadcast. Aki? If you please...”
“Okay, little monkeys!” Aki called down the hall. “It's time for our little
star to get ready.” At her beck and call, two little apes wearing Pipo Helmets
arrived and began carrying Yumi away.
“Aki...” Yumi mumbled through the ball-gag as she looked at her aunt with sad
eyes. “Why ah you doing diff?”
“Ah, so cute...” Aki mused as her niece was taken away.
 
Yumi spent hours struggling, trying to escape from her bondage, but to no
avail. The material was too tough, and its inventor too smart to give it such
an easy weakness. Exhausted from her wasted efforts, she eventually passed out.
But her rest would be short-lived, and she was soon awoken by bright lights and
the sound of nearly a thousand cheering monkeys. Yumi found herself on a stage
in front a huge, outdoor audience made up almost entirely of apes. The only
lights were the countless, flashing Pipo Helmets, and the spotlights that shone
down on her, showing her young, naked body to every eye that lay upon it. As
her eyes adjusted, she noticed a huge variety of cameras, all operated by
monkeys and fixated on her. She didn't want to accept it, but she knew... this
broadcast was on every single channel, and the entire world could see her.
As the lights became less blinding, she could see that there were, in fact,
other creatures in the audience apart from apes. Human men, who weren't under
the spell of the broadcast, were in the rows closest to the stage, strapped to
their seats. Some tried to look away from the displayed pop star, but others
couldn't help it, and some were very excited by it. Elsewhere in the audience,
hundreds of human girls, also wearing the same pink bondage suit and pink Pipo
Helmets, were serving the monkeys bananas and pleasuring them in every way
imaginable. Yumi hadn't considered why the broadcasts weren't designed to
affect women, but now she saw what Specter had in store for them all along.
A monkey wearing a checkered suit and a fake mustache appeared on stage,
holding a microphone. He spoke in near-unintelligible monkey gibberish, but
after hearing it for so long on her adventure, Yumi could just barely make out
what was being said. “Ukki ukki! (Monkeys and Gentle-apes!)” the monkey
announced. “Ukki ukki chi ukki! (Raise your bananas for our fearless leader!)
Specter!!”
From above the stage, Specter descended in his hovering throne, waving to his
adoring minions as they screamed loudly, leaping around their seats and
throwing bananas into the sky. Upon reaching the stage floor, Specter hopped
off his throne and took the microphone from the announcer, who politely stepped
back into the darkness.
“Thank you, my friends!” Specter spoke into the mic. “Behold! The human girl
you see before you should look painfully familiar!” The apes all began
screaming once more, this time not with adoration, but with rage. Some stuck
their tongues out at Yumi, others threw banana peels at her, but they all
missed. “I'm glad you remember her! For those who don't, this... girl... was
sent to re-capture you all! How many of you still have the sores from when she
beat you over the head with her club? How many of you are still traumatized
after being driven from your homes by a supposedly haunted toy car? And don't
even get me started on those who were beaten to a pulp by her Dragon Kung Fu!”
By now, every monkey's Pipo Helmet was flashing red. Some were beating each
other up out of unrestrained frustration. Some were destroying their own seats
and throwing the cushions around. Three color-coded, genetically enhanced
monkeys called Pipotrons acted as security, and did everything in their power
to keep the others from climbing onto the stage and hurting Yumi. Yumi had
never realized how much pain she'd actually caused the little monkeys. She
thought she was just doing her job.
“I am pleased that you share my irritation!” Specter sympathized. “During her
adventure, Yumi thought she was capturing you, sending you all back to a
laboratory to have your helmets, and therefore your very LIVES stripped from
you! But her net was modified, and instead, every monkey she captured was
brought HERE, to await this very moment! Now, every simian she made suffer
shall see this slut suffer for her sins!”
Their frustration aside, the apes were pleased once again, dancing about their
seats and fucking their human slaves even harder than before. Some of the
female monkeys even joined in on the fun, screwing monkey and human alike.
“Now, with that little introduction out of the way,” Specter quietly began,
followed in turn by the quieting of the audience. “Let the game begin!” At
Specter's command, the stage became more brightly-lit and colorful than it just
was, as festive music began playing loudly. The monkeys cheered and whistled as
several showgirls, both human and primate, stepped onto the stage, clad in
tiny, yellow bikinis. Natalie was among them. On the wall behind her was a
large 3x3 grid, each with a different number from 1-9. Seated below it on a
small, cushioned pedestal was a large, foam die with ten sides. Written above
the board was the name of the show: “World Idol”.
Specter walked over to Yumi and turned her around so she could see the board.
He leaned over to her and whispered, “Do you see now? This is the Double
Paradise Plan. Monkeys living in peace, and humans brainwashed into bliss! I
hope you realize that you are the only one left who opposes me. But how long
will that last, I wonder?” Yumi angrily glared at Specter and tried once more
to break free. She so badly wanted to deck him right in the face, but her
violent urge went unfulfilled.
“Yumi!” Specter spoke into the microphone for all to hear. “Before you is a
grid with nine spaces, and a die with ten sides. Each of the panels on the
board has a special means of torture specifically chosen for YOU, and rolling
any number from one to nine will result in its implementation! The game will
continue until you roll a ten, at which point, the game will end, and you will
be released from your suffering. What do you say, Yumi? Do you have what it
takes? What does the audience think?!”
Spurred on by their maniacal master, the apes resumed their insane dance of
chaos, orgies, and destruction. Even the human men in the front, who previously
tried to avert their eyes, were starting to turn around and cheered along with
the rest.
Natalie walked over to Yumi and undid the ball-gag. Yumi coughed and licked her
lips, her mouth having been dried for the hours it's been open. Specter
approached Yumi with the foam die in his hands, looked Yumi in the eyes, and
asked, “Ready?” He placed the die in front of Yumi's mouth. Did he expect her
to roll it with her teeth, she wondered? Angry, hesitant, but also wanting to
get this over with as soon as possible, she bit hard into the die, causing
Specter to flinch a little as he relinquished it. “Don't push your luck,” he
warned.
Yumi spit the die forward. Maybe she'd get lucky and roll a ten on her first
go... One of the suspended cameras followed the die closely as it rolled about,
until finally it stopped. Yumi's heart sank as she saw the number, wondering
what was in store for her, but deciding she would be brave about it no matter
what.
“We have a FOUR!” Specter announced as the crowd cheered. Yumi wondered if the
audience would ever lose their voices from all the screaming. “Show us what
she's won!” The panel for the number four was removed from the board, and
underneath it was what appeared to be an image of a Stun Club. The sight
worried Yumi. Were they going to beat her like she did them? It was fine, she
decided. Maybe she deserved it. But she was used to pain, and she would endure
it.
“Do you all recognize THIS?!” Specter screamed into the mic as he held up
Yumi's pink Stun Club. The sight of it angered some of the monkeys, and
frightened others. The rest were lucky enough to have never seen it, for they
were captured via other means. “This weapon has been used countless times on
countless monkeys by the humans, most recently THIS one! I, too, have felt its
sting, and on more than one occasion! Now it's time SHE feels the shock!”
Specter approached Yumi, who had now been turned back around to face the
audience so they could get a better look. Specter sinisterly pointed the stun
club at Yumi's rebellious face. “Do your worst,” Yumi dared as she shut her
eyes tight, bracing herself to be struck. Specter smirked, and slowly lowered
the tip of the club.
Yumi's eyes shot open as a strong shock surged through her nipple. Why was he
only just tapping her with it, Yumi wondered? He continued to poke and prod her
nipples, one after the other, using just the tip of the stun club, and each
time it sent a jolt through Yumi that made her tense up. Her tiny nipples were
becoming harder, as though the stun club were charging them. After a few more
prods, Specter let up for a minute, giving Yumi a chance to catch the breath
she'd been holding.
“Is that all you've got?” a recovered Yumi taunted.
“You're going to wish it was,” Specter threatened. He took the stun club and
slowly raised it up from the floor and toward Yumi's crotch. It was only a
second before it made contact that Yumi realized where it was heading, and
instead of bracing herself, she could only gasp. The stun club now rested
firmly between her soft labiae, and was pressed hard against her diminutive
clitoris. Holding it against her like this, Yumi wasn't just being stunned; she
was being electrocuted. Her eyes rolled up, her teeth clenched and saliva
foamed above her bottom lip. Finally, Specter removed the club, but Yumi
continued to shake as she slowly recovered.
“Enjoying the show?” Specter teased.
“En... Enjoying it?!” Yumi angrily asked through her teeth. “How could anyone
enjoy this?!”
“Oh? You mean to say you're not? Then what's that puddle on the floor beneath
you?”
Looking down, Yumi saw a puddle of clear liquid, a substance she'd never seen
before. What was it, she wondered? Was it sweat? Why was her pussy covered in
so much of it?
“You see, everyone?” Specter spoke into the mic and motioned for the cameras to
zoom in. “Yumi is soaking wet from having her cunt electrocuted! I think she
wants more. What say you?!” As usual, the crowd went wild with agreement. Of
course, they would never disagree with anything their generous ruler said. “In
that case... Lift her up!”
Two of the female, bikini-clad monkeys came over to either side of Yumi,
grabbed her legs, and lifted them up and over their shoulders. Yumi's crotch
was now even easier for everyone to see, and although Yumi hated that thought,
it just made more of the strange liquid ooze out of it. Yumi wasn't sure how to
feel about that.
Specter took a good, long look at Yumi's tiny pussy, which as now at eye-level
with him. He took the stun club with both hands, and angled it vertically just
below Yumi's crotch. “No, wait!” Yumi screamed as she realized what was about
to happen. “Stop! Don't!” In one clean shove, the stun club was deep inside of
Yumi's twat, and her entire body was now being electrocuted from the inside.
The club was not water-proof, and it buzzed loudly as it became drenched in
Yumi's pussy juices. Again, Yumi's eyes rolled back into her head, and her
tongue laid out of her mouth, drooling. Her whole body shook and vibrated, like
a rag doll being played with too roughly. Finally, the stun club shorted out
from all the liquid, and Yumi convulsed for several minutes after, with the
club-turned-dildo still shoved inside her.
As she calmed down, the audience that had gone quiet at the spectacle began to
clap and cheer slowly. “Aww,” Specter spoke into the mic. “It looks our little
slut is tired. But I'm afraid it's only just begun!”
“Please,” Yumi begged. “No more. I give up.”
“You can't give up now! You still need to roll a ten and win your freedom!
Don't you want to break out of here and save your brother?”
Yumi struggled to regain her strength as she was reminded of Kei. She weakly
looked about the audience and realized that he was not among them. He must be
hidden away as a prisoner somewhere, she thought. She also wondered if Kei was
being forced to watch her...
Specter slowly slipped the now-broken stun club out of Yumi's twat. She held
her breath as it pulled out, and when it popped out entirely, all of the
blocked up juices came spilling out onto the floor. As they did, Yumi let out
one sharp moan, and she panted as the spread lips of her pussy twitched.
“Hmm!” Specter hummed as he saw her mess. “I don't know much about human
anatomy, but I think you just had an orgasm.”
“A... a what?” Yumi asked, confused and tired.
“Now! I believe it's time for the die to be rolled once more!” The crowd
cheered as the two female monkeys lowered Yumi back down to the floor, and
Specter placed the foam die in her mouth. Yumi held it in her mouth for a good
minute or two, trying to buy herself some time. If she didn't roll, nothing
would happen. But, then she'd be stuck here, wouldn't she? What if she did roll
a ten? Would they really let her go, just like that? And if she didn't roll,
what would they do to Kei? Yumi gave up thinking about it and just rolled,
realizing she had no real choice.
“An EIGHT!” Specter announced. “Let's see what's behind the next panel!” The
card labeled “8” was removed from the grid, and behind it was a picture of a
banana. “Banana Stuffing! Looks like it's time to make a monkey outta this
masochist!”
“Banana... what?” Yumi asked, her inquiry drowned out by the cheers. Several
monkeys dressed as chefs entered the stage, each carrying a plate of peeled
bananas. As the plates were set on the floor in front of Yumi, the chefs left
the stage. Even more so than before, the Pipotrons had to work extra hard to
keep the crowd from storming the stage and taking the bananas for themselves.
“Here's the deal, Yumi,” Specter explained into the mic. “Sitting before you
are twenty specially prepared bananas. You and you alone will be required to
eat each one. The number of bananas you leave uneaten will be the number of
times you'll have to re-roll if you ever happen to land on a ten!”
“TWENTY bananas?!” Yumi cried. “There's no way I can eat all of those!”
“You hear that, everyone?! This human says she can't handle all of these
bananas!” The monkeys in the crowd all began to yell strangely, and Yumi got
the feeling they were all laughing at her. “You don't have to eat them all of
course, but that just means your chances of escaping will become much, MUCH
lower.”
Yumi paused and thought for a moment. She was never the biggest fan of eating
bananas to begin with, let alone twenty of them. If she were an adult, maybe
she could fit them all in, but with a body as small as hers? If she didn't eat
any, however, she would never get off this stage, especially not if she rolled
another eight...
“Well?” Specter asked, impatiently.
Yumi gulped, and glared at Specter with fierce determination. “Give me the
banana,” she demanded.
“Spoken like a true primate. I almost believe you humans are related to us.”
Specter reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a clothespin. Approaching
Yumi with it and banana in hand, he slipped the clothespin onto her nose,
preventing her from breathing through it. Now if she wanted to breathe, she'd
have to swallow whatever was in her mouth. Specter lifted the banana up to
Yumi's mouth and held it there, as if waiting to see if she'd eat it herself.
Hesitant, Yumi reached forward and bit into the banana. It had been warmed, so
it was softer and easier to eat. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all, she
thought.
“Oh, enough already! I've never seen anyone eat a banana so slowly!” Specter
surprised Yumi by shoving the rest of the banana into her mouth. Holding her
mouth shut with his hand, Yumi's muffled screams went unheard by any but her
captor. Running out of air, she began frantically gulping the banana down. When
it was all gone, she took several gasps of air as Specter removed his hand.
“Come on, now. You still have nineteen more to go!”
In the same rough manner, Specter shoved more bananas into her mouth. After
about three more, he started feeding her two bananas at once. Yumi quickly had
to learn to swallow faster, and with more banana at a time. All the while, a
hypnotized Natalie was kneeling behind Yumi, softly rubbing Yumi's belly with
one hand so they both could feel how warm and full it was becoming, while
pinching Yumi's nipple with the other.
“Had enough yet?” Specter taunted. “We can stop anytime you want.”
“N... no...” Yumi refused. She was already so full, but only half the bananas
were gone.
“You want more? You like bananas that much, huh? No, I'd say you must LOVE
bananas to keep going at this rate! Why don't you tell everyone how you feel
about bananas?”
Specter held the mic in front of Yumi's mouth. Yumi was unsure what he wanted
from her, but she spoke anyway. She was used to public speaking and knew how to
please a crowd. “I... really, REALLY love bananas!” she exclaimed, trying to
convince herself that it was just an act. “Please, Mr. Specter. Can I have
more?”
“Oh, my! A human after my own heart. And I'm sure everyone watching agrees, am
I right?!” The crowd went wild once again, and several monkeys who were already
members of Yumi's fan-club held up a large poster of her in adoration.
“They still like me?” Yumi thought to herself. “I thought they all hated me...”
“Well...” began Specter as the cheering died down. “If you want another banana
so badly, how about this?” Specter picked up one of the bananas, and slowly
slide it into his own mouth. Keeping his lips on the banana, he pulled it out
in one piece, now soaked in his own saliva. “Do you love bananas enough to eat
this one?”
Yumi bit her bottom lip, wondering what she should do. It was just saliva, she
tried to tell herself. Saliva's not gross, is it? But he's a monkey. What if he
has a disease that affects humans and not monkeys? Should she refuse to eat it?
What if he does it to all of the bananas? That's ten bananas she'd have to
refuse to eat. By now, Yumi was getting sick and tired of thinking. It just
exhausted her. She knew she had no choice, so why did she even bother? Yumi
opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue, silently requesting the banana.
Without saying a word either, Specter slid the banana into Yumi's mouth, but
didn't shove it in. If Yumi tried to bite the banana, she might have choked on
the whole thing. Instead, she had to use her tongue to break the bananas into
smaller pieces and swallow those. This forced her to taste this particular
banana a lot more than the previous ones. Once the whole banana was eaten, she
gasped for air as always, and said, “M... more, please...”
“Did my spit taste that good?” Specter mocked. Yumi didn't know if Specter's
saliva tasted good or not. She was trying her hardest not to think about it. It
was just spit, after all. It was kind of like... “It was kind of like kissing
me, wasn't it?” Yumi grew a worried expression. She had never kissed a boy
before, so she no idea what he could be implying. Seeing this, Specter assured
her, “Don't worry. I have no intention of putting my mouth on a disgusting
human like you. Everything else though, I'm fine with.”
Specter grabbed another banana, and realizing that Yumi was fine with ape spit,
found another condiment for her to enjoy. He slowly placed the banana on Yumi's
soaking wet pussy, which caused her to jump a little. He rubbed it between her
labiae, back and forth, lathering up the banana with her juices. The incredibly
soft banana against her still-sensitive twat was more than she could bear. He
removed the banana from the young girl's crotch and offered it to her.
Yumi was once again unsure of what to do. She had no idea what the juices
coming out of her vagina even were, let alone how they tasted. She opened her
mouth, more curious than cautious, and Specter slowly slipped the banana in.
Knowing she had to hurry before running out air, Yumi still took her time and
really tasted the banana. The juices it had been soaked in were sweet, like
honey, giving the banana a wonderful taste she'd never experienced before. She
closed her eyes as she took in the taste, swallowing it slowly, even as she ran
out of oxygen. By the time she'd finished the banana, she was nearly
unconscious, but she didn't care. As she caught her breath, she moaned. “M...
m... more. Oh, god... please, give me... more...”
“And here I thought you were getting full,” Specter joked. “Well, there might
not be enough juices to give you more. Natalie, help her out with that, won't
you?”
Natalie stopped playing with Yumi's nipple, and re-purposed that hand to play
with Yumi's twat. Far more vigorous and rough than Specter was with it,
Natalie's fingers rubbed Yumi's pussy like she was trying to scratch off a
lottery ticket. Yumi moaned loudly as her hypnotized friend fingered her, and
panted rapidly to try and keep her breath. The juices began to pour out very
quickly, and Specter rubbed the next banana against Yumi's inner thighs to
lather it up.
“Open wide,” Specter ordered, to which Yumi immediately complied. Natalie had
not stopped fingering Yumi's cunt, so between that and the taste of her own
delicious juices, Yumi felt like she might pass out from sheer bliss. Once
again, Yumi ate the banana slowly, savoring every drop of her own nectar.
When it was gone, Yumi quickly took a huge gasp of air, insisting to herself
that it was all she would need. “More!” she demanded with crazed lust, her
voice jumping as Natalie rubbed her even faster.
“Now, now,” Specter teased. “Let's not spoil your appetite. There are seven
bananas left, and I have more flavors for you to sample.” Specter unzipped his
own pants and brought out his own erect cock. After stroking it only a few
times, a thick, white liquid shot out of its tip and covered the next banana.
“Wha... what's that?” Yumi asked, struggling to think straight with her twat
being ravaged.
“Monkey cum,” Specter answered with the bluntest possible answer. “And I'd
learn to love it very soon if I were you.”
Yumi didn't know what cum was. All she knew was that it was another juice that
came out of someone's private area, like her own. It smelled nice too, like
candy. She hadn't even tasted it yet and she wanted it. Badly. She opened her
mouth nice and wide, moaning as she wordlessly begged for it like a dog asking
for a treat.
Specter slid it into her mouth, and she wasted no time tasting it. As she did,
Natalie had stopped merely fingering Yumi and began shoving her index fingers
into her. The combined pleasure from this and the taste of Specter's cum sent
Yumi into a stupor, and her oxygen-deprived body went into another orgasm. Even
while cumming, Yumi half-mindedly finished her delicious banana.
“Well, this is quite a conundrum,” Specter pondered. “Did you orgasm from
Natalie's fingering, or from the taste of my sperm? Either way, I'm quite
certain you must be enjoying yourself by now. You want another banana?” Just
from hearing the word, Yumi hurriedly nodded her head, her flaccid tongue
shaking around as she did.
Specter continued to feed the remaining bananas to Yumi, each with a different
kind of bodily fluid. One contained Natalie's saliva, and another her pussy
juice. Another had the saliva of a female monkey, and another had the pussy
juice of a different monkey. The last two bananas had the combined sperm of
several apes randomly chosen from the audience. For the last few bananas,
Natalie had switched from fingering Yumi to eating her out, fucking her pussy
with her tongue. All the while, Yumi was being psychologically conditioned to
equate pleasure with the taste of bodily fluids and bananas. Soon, just the
thought of eating any of them would make her horny.
“Well, this IS a surprise!” Specter announced. “Yumi has successfully managed
to eat ALL of the bananas! Her tiny little belly sure must be thanking her!”
“M... more...” Yumi moaned as Natalie sat up. She gave Yumi a soft kiss on the
cheek and returned to her original post. “... please... more...”
“Now it's time to roll the die again!” Specter held the die in front of Yumi's
face. Seeing it, a wave of disappointment rushed over her. No more bananas, she
sadly wondered? Maybe... she'd roll another eight... She took the die in her
teeth, and gently tossed it to the side.
“Ooh...” Specter gazed at the die with malicious intent. “I was hoping this
would happen later, but I can't see the others affecting her all that much at
this point. She's pretty broken as it is. Ladies and gentle-apes, Yumi has
rolled a FIVE, the center of the grid! We've got something very special there!”
The panel covering the number five was removed, and beneath it, a much more
detailed picture than the others. It bore an image of two naked monkeys with
erect penises, standing on either side of Yumi's likeness.
“Those of you with pent-up aggression towards this girl, or even those who've
admired her from afar... this is your chance! Yumi the World Idol is open for
business!” As those words were spoken, the Pipotrons stood down from their
positions and allowed every monkey in the audience to pass. Several cameras
were knocked over, as even the camera-monkeys wanted in on the action. Just
about every single monkey was storming the stage, and all of them were headed
for Yumi. Specter sat safely above the chaos on his floating throne, jealous of
his loyal minions, but confident that he'd have her all to himself later.
Yumi should have been afraid, but after everything she'd been through so far,
she was excited to see what was next. The monkeys surrounded her and lifted her
just slightly off the ground. All of them were removing their pants, and their
smell of their erect cocks filled Yumi's nostrils. “Do they have cum, too?” she
wondered as she hungered for it.
Completely taking her by surprise, one of the monkeys spun Yumi's head to the
side and immediately shoved his dick into her mouth. Still thinking about
bananas, Yumi reacted in the same manner, using her tongue to taste it as much
as she could. She was so relieved that it tasted as good as she'd hoped. She
remembered that Specter had to stroke his cock before the cum would come out.
Maybe the same would happen if she used her mouth, she thought.
While Yumi gave her first blowjob to one random monkey, another was already
preparing to mount her. With little hesitation, he shoved his own cock straight
into Yumi's tight, slippery twat. It had just taken Yumi's virginity, and she
didn't even know it. All she knew or even cared about right now was good it
felt. A random monkey was fucking her. Her first time, and it was with a non-
human creature whose name she didn't even know, nor care to learn.
From underneath her, another monkey struggled to slip his own cock into Yumi's
extremely tight little butt-hole. Since a female monkey happened to be nearby,
he got the idea to temporarily shove his cock into her mouth, lubing it up for
Yumi. Once done, he pushed his cock into Yumi's ass as hard as he could, until
finally it popped in. Yet another sensation Yumi had never thought possible,
and it was happening at the same time as so many others.
Her mouth, ass, and pussy were all being fucked simultaneously. Monkeys sucked
on her tiny nipples, others licked her belly or kissed her on the lips. Each
time one monkey came inside one of her holes, another monkey was already
waiting to fill it some more. Monkeys that couldn't wait or were further back
in the crowd fucked the other girls, whether they be human or ape. Every corner
of Yumi's body was being stimulated at the same time, and she loved every
second of it. The sheer pleasure of it all washed away every one of her
negative thoughts; her worries, her fears, and her embarrassment were all gone.
No matter how much she got, she always wanted more and could no longer live
without it.
 
Several hours passed. As the sun rose, the huge sleeping pile of monkeys and
humans were illuminated. By the time it was all over, every single female had
been fucked numerous times each, but none more than Yumi was. All of them were
caked in a thick layer of cum, while Yumi seemed as though she'd gone swimming
in it. Though she was asleep for a long time, having passed out halfway through
her gangbang, she was the first to wake.
Two other monkeys in the audience woke up soon after, and began playing with
then ten-sided die from last night's show. They rolled it over and over, trying
hard to get it to land on a ten, but it never came up. Even when they tried to
force it onto the floor with the ten face-up, it was repelled and refused to
stay.
Still unable to move, Yumi rested comfortably with her head on the soft belly
of a unknown, nearby monkey. She couldn't remember most of the orgy that
preceded, only the perfect bliss that overtook her. Long did she consider
everything that had happened. The monkeys acted like they hated her and wanted
revenge, so why did they spend the entire night making her feel so wonderful?
Did they love her? Love her even more than all of the other girls that were
there that night? What about Specter? What about Kei? What about...
“Yumi,” said a familiar voice from offstage. Aki had arrived, and she carefully
approached Yumi, stepping between the sleeping monkeys, her footsteps splashing
in puddles of cum. Aki was holding a pink Pipo Helmet in her hands. “Did you
have fun last night?”
“Y-yes...” Yumi weakly answered, happy to see her aunt. “It was the most...
amazing thing... I...”
“I'm so glad you thought so. I was worried you'd be difficult like Natalie was.
Yumi, I have something for you. This is a Nadir-Point Helmet, the last
invention me and Dr. Tomoki developed together. When you put it on, it robs you
of all conscious thought and free will. You'll be unable to think about
anything other than your basest desires, and all of your brain activity will be
redirected to those things, meaning sex will feel several times better than it
already does.
“I was told to only use this on you if you resisted. But after seeing just how
happy it made Natalie, I thought that maybe I should wear one, too. It must be
so nice... But before I do, I wanted to ask... Do you want one, Yumi?”
Yumi, of course, had to consider this offer. She could no longer live without
the services provided to her by Specter and his army. And for the rest of her
life, she would be well taken of. If she gave in, then Kei would be spared. And
most of all, she would always be with her loving aunt. Thinking about the
alternative... resisting, being away from all this, disappointing her aunt,
endangering her brother... She hated thinking about it. She hated it so much
that she would sooner stop thinking entirely.
“Y... Yes,” Yumi answered. “Please, I need it. I want to be with you and
Natalie and Specter! I want to have sex all day long for the rest of my life! I
want to be fucked and have orgasms and drink monkey cum and eat bananas
forever! Please...!!”
“Oh, you are so incredibly adorable!” said Aki as she bounced with joy. “In
that case, welcome to the first official day of Double Paradise!” Yumi smiled
excitedly as Aki slowly placed the Nadir-Point Helmet on her head, and after a
couple of turns, it became permanently attached, never to be removed. Within
seconds, its pink light started to flash, and Yumi's eyes changed shape... to
that of pink hearts.
 
Having never left the couch in their living room, Spike, Jimmy, and the
Professor were still mindless, drooling couch potatoes, unable to act due to
the hypnotic TV broadcasts. Today, the second episode of World Idol was airing,
and it had a couple of new guest stars. Yumi, Aki, and Natalie, all dressed in
the official World Idol bondage uniforms and wearing Nadir-Point Helmets, were
having a free-for-all for every monkey or captive human who wanted a shot at
them.
All three girls were clearly enjoying themselves. Their eyes rolled up, their
tongues hanging out, and their constant moans were evidence of that. Coated in
cum, and never without at least one cock inside them, these girls were sure to
make the show a smash hit, and would likely run for at least a dozen more
seasons.
Wanting to see what was on, Kei casually slipped into the living room. “Hey,
what's showin'?” he asked, knowing full well the boys he betrayed couldn't hear
him. Completely ignoring the lewd sight of his own twin sister, Kei took a swig
of his soda and remarked, “Heh... Aki has big boobs.”
 
 
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