Crossed Lines

CROSSED LINES.

A Johnny Test Hentai Fanfic.

THIS IS AN UNOFFICIAL CONTINUATION OF "Johnny and the Limit", which was written by vic elor.  I recommend that your read his fanfic first.  I do not have exclusive rights to continue his story.  I think of this as A continuation, not THE continuation.

by Belfry (with thankful help from Edward_or_Ford).

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWENTY:

Flight 138 landed at Oakland International Airport,  just another flight among other flights.  Nothing to make it special,  except for the French brunette now disembarking.  All of the men on the flight tried to catch glimpses of her,  Although she never considered herself attractive,  she could feel the eyes of the men (and a few women) looking at her tight frame,  despite her age.

She was wearing jeans,  not too tight,  but they did compliment her butt as she walked.  Her black button down blouse was slightly small on her,  even with her not wearing a bra,  giving anyone looking a good idea of her bra size,  70-D!  Oops!  That's a European size!  The American equivalent is 32-C.

Now walking into the terminal,  she was routed through Customs.  She opened the grey covered Répulique française PASSEPORT DE SERVICE, handing it to the Customs agent.  He routinely scanned it,  then after computer acknowledgement,  stamped the papers  with US logo and said,  "Welcome to the United States,  Mademoiselle Test.  Anything else to declare?" after he returned  her passport and Items Declaration List.

"Non merci",  she answered,  telling him 'no,  thank you'.  She then walked down the line to picked up her personal objects,  now cleared by the NSA.  By now her luggage (two suitcases) had been searched and cleared.  She picked up one in each hard and walked to the Air France Information Desk and waited.  And waited.

Finally her turn came.  "Do you have a courtesy van to the bus terminal?",  holding her round trip ticket out.

"Yes madam,"  the gentleman replied.  If you will please have a seat,  we will have it by the door for you in ten minutes..."

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At exactly 7:00 p.m.,  the doorbell rang.  A nude Mary walked over and opened it.  It was Jillian.

"Hi!",  Mary said from behind the door,  smiling.  "C'mon in!"

Jillian entered,  then Mary closed then locked the door.

Something about Mary's smile had Jillian concerned.  'Something's up,"  Jillian thought,  'I've never seen her smile like that!'

Mary took her hand and lead her up the stairs,  standing before the keypad.  She typed a few keys and then told Jillian,  "Enter your password,  three to six letters,  then press enter,"  as she turned away from the keypad.  Jillian leaned forward and typed it in.  Mary heard seven beeps.  'No doubt what her password is',  thought Mary.  The door then slid open,  and both enetered the undressing room.

Waiting within were Susan,  Sissy,  and Johnny,  already undressed.  Surprised,  almost falling.  Jillian grabbed Mary.  After she got her balance back,  Johnny said,  "We're all here to officially welcome you to our group.  You are now a full member,  with all rights and responsibilities therein.  This is for you,"  he said as he pointed to the locker beside her.  The nameplate on what was the GUEST locker now said JILLIAN.  All of them came over and deep kissed and hugged her welcome.

Jillian was taken aback.  She had not expected to be accepted this much!  She found herself starting to cry.  'They all accept me in their family,'  she thought.

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Bernice boarded the bus to Porkbelly.  Her bags packed away,  she began to relax in her seat in the barely occupied bus.  She counted two other people on board, when the door opened and an older teenage couple boarded.  They looked like they were eighteen,  maybe nineteen years old.  Both were smiling and excited to be together.  They giggled as they both sat in the back seat,  one row behind Bernice.

She heard them speak quietly, then kissing. "Hmmm ..." hummed the girl, breaking the kiss. "Dipper, you scallywag! Did I detect a little tongue, there? And in public?" she asked in a teasing tone.

The boy snorted softly in embarrassment. "I can't help it, Mabel! With no one else from home here, on our own ... you just ... do this to me." he told her in a whisper.

"Aww!" the girl replied happily and loudly. "I love you, too!" The boy snickered softly, shushing her good naturedly, then the sounds of kissing resumed.  Bernice sighed.  'Young love.  Such a beautiful thing!',  she thought as she remembered her misspent youth.

"Now remember,"  Dipper said,  "we change buses in Sacremento.  Half hour layover.  Then to Porkbelly."

'Porkbelly?',  Bernice thought,  'That's where I'm going!'.

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After she had finsihed undressing,  Jillian walked into the playroom to find all activity going on in one spot.  The closer she got,  she better she was able to discern which girl was where.  Johnny was fucking Sissy like a wildman,  and Mary and Susan were simutaneously sucking on each of Sissy's breasts,  driving her to more moaning.

Jillian coasted behind Johnny,   getting his attention when she wrapped her arms around him,  very gently squeezing his nipples,  driving his lust more and more,  his pumping of Sissy speeding up.  "Ahhhh."  he sighed as Jillian hugged his back,  pushing him forward.

"I'm cumming,  I"M CUMMING!".  Sissy yelled as she was close,  her hips moving faster.  Johnny then screamed,  "HERE IT COMES!",  as he shot deep into Sissy as his orgasm hit.  As soon as her body felt his cum inside her,  Sissy's climax struck,  her eyes rolling back and her body collapsing.

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"You're going to Porkbelly, too?"

Both Dipper and Mabel  were surprised at that question.  They nodded.

"I'm Bernice Test,"  the woman said,  looking over the young couple.

"I'm Dipper Pines and this is...,"  Dipper said,  "...is Mabel,  my..."

"WIFE!...Or rather will be!",  Mabel quickly said,  showing the small diamonded band on her end finger. (Author's Note:  Characters in both Johnny Test and Gravity Falls have three fingers and one thumb on each hand.)

"I'm going there to surprise my sister and her family.  What are you two going to that small town for?",  Bernice asked.

"I was invited to Porkbelly Institute of Technology's Annual Young Genius Conference.  Three days in Porkbelly,  all expenses paid!  I brought my,"  Dipper said,  catching himself,  "fiancée with me!".  smiling and his eyes beaming.

"What's your field of expertise?",  Bernice asked.

"Ah,  Paranormal Activities."  he answered.

"Cool!  I'll be with family,  catching up,  seeing my nieces and nephew.  I've lived in Paris for the past seventeen years;  my nieces were four years old and my nephew was a baby..."

"Paris?  You're from France?",  Mabel asked.

"Of course,"  Bernice said as she opened her purse and showed Mabel her passport.

"Vous ne regardez pas les Français,"  Mabel said,  unsure about her high school French lessons.

Bernice tried to hide her giggle.  "No,  I was not born in France,"  Bernice said,  "I was born in Callifornia,  then moved to Paris after my family,  except for my sister and brother,  disowned me."

Dipper's face noticeably paled at this. Mabel lowered her eyes nervously to her lap.

"Why would ... would they do that?" she asked tentatively and clearing her throat. "Family is the most important thing in the universe!"

"They had their reasons," Bernice replied, "and it took sixteen years to put it past me."

"That's ... that's awful!" Mabel said, unconsciously glancing to Dipper. He stared unfocused at the floor between them. Bernice saw she had touched a nerve with this young couple, and suspected their families were not accepting of them being together.

"Well, enough about that. I'm sure it was good luck that we booked the same bus,"  Bernice said.

"Yeah,"  Dipper replied, relieved at the change of subject.  "True,"  Bernice said.

They chatted about things for the remainder of the two hour bus ride,  with the bus adding passengers on the way.  In Sacramento,  they had supper,  they took Bus Route 600 North.

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Sissy had recovered enough to sit up,  wondering if THIS time was the one that would knock her up.  She treated everytime she fucked Johnny as the one that works the magic of conception.

Jillian sat beside Johnny,  who was getting his second wind.  "Johnny,"  she asked,  "why did you put so much effort into pleasing Sissy?"

Susan,  sitting on the other side of Johnny,  started to say something,  then caught herself.  "That's right,"  she said,  "you don't know,"  as Johnny laid back for Susan to speak to Jillian directly.

"Know what?"  Jillian queried.

"She's trying real hard to get pregnant...",  Susan said.

Jillian raised an eyebrow.

"...Like Mary and me,"  Susan finished.

Jillian did a double-take.  'Did she say what I though she said?'

Jillian finally stuttered out,  "Pregnant?  You and Mary?"

"Yes,"  Susan happily said,  "Sissy was so hurt by NOT conceiving,  she's been fucking him twice a day,  just to get knocked up!"