Candace Flynn's Day Off

Candace Flynn’s Day Off II

“Wow…we might get arrested for this.”

Stacey referred to the state of the Squat & Stitch main hall, which looked as if the tornado that hit Candace’s room made a pit stop there. Tables and chairs were knocked over strewn everywhere, as dirt and planted littered the floor. The makeshift stage in the room wasn’t in as much disarray as the rest of the room, but the overturned speakers and the mic stand planted through a hole in the stage revealed it was not spared. The Sewing Hall was closed for the day, and its owner was nowhere to be found. Two facts Candace was very happy for.

“What did we DO last night!?” She cried.

“Apparently we had a rockin’ good time!” Eliza answered.

“We gotta find out what happened here.” Candace said as she scanned the area for any clues.

“I thought the picture that guy showed us explained it well.” Stacey commented.

Candace wasn’t content with that, however. “There’s gotta be more to the story. There’s gotta be—The Security room!” Dashing over to a door with a shaded window, she pulled out a credit card and began jimmying the lock. After a few moments, she was able to unlock the door, much to the others’ shock.

“My word Candace, never took you for the Breaking and Entering type.” Eliza said.

“When you have two siblings that make the Wright Brothers look like bricklayers, you learn how to get in certain places.” She turned on the light entered the room with the others as they made their way to the Security Control Panel. Turning it on, she saw a menu pop up on the screen in front of her, showing the security recordings from the past week, including last night.

“This is it.” Candace gleefully stated. “We can finally see what happened last night, and maybe even bust my brothers.”

“Come on, Candace.” Jeremy told her. “It’s probably just a simple recording of us performing for some old ladies and—!”

“ANARCHY ACROSS THE TRI-STATE!!!!!!”

The sound of Eliza’s yelling filled their ears and turned their attention to the screen, where they saw Candace’s cousin acting extremely out of character, at least to Stacey & Jeremy. Candace had seen this side of her though, and she wasn’t that surprised to see her thrashing around with a guitar and wailing to punk music. She was surprised to see her and everyone else on the stage topless, just as was shown in the photo from earlier. What was even more shocking is that there was applause to the performance, and a large crowd of teens cheering on the four as they rocked out.

“Not the kind of crowd I expected at the Squat & Stitch.” Jeremy commented.

“Wait, I forgot, it was ‘Bring your Teen to Sew’ day, yesterday.” Stacey remembered. “They hold it every Friday in the summer to get kids interesting in knitting.”

“Oh yeah, that stupid rule parents implemented so we’d keep out of trouble.” Candace added. “Like we really need something like this to—WHAT THE FUCK!?!?”

The sudden and shocking expletive outburst that came from the redhead was over the sight caught on video…which was her cousin’s tongue down her boyfriend’s throat. Eliza had taken it upon herself to kiss Jeremy passionately after their performance, in front of the entire audience in attendance. You could see their cheeks swelling and retracting as their tongues dueled each other within their mouths, with the crowd cheering on.

Candace was in no mood to cheer though, as she stood up and confronted her cousin. “You KISSED my BOYFRIEND!?!?”

“Now, now Candace…” Eliza warned as she backed up cautiously. “The way you’re acting now, very unladylike.”

“Ooh, and I’m about to do some VERY unladylike things right now!” Candace responded. “I can’t believe that right there, on the screen, YOU kissing my…BEST FRIEND!?!?”

Sure enough, as they turned back to the screen, Eliza was now lip-locked with Stacey, arms wrapped around her as Stacey’s right leg was wrapped around Eliza. The sight was jarring to Candace, but Stacey surprisingly took it well.

“Huh…that explains the taste of breath mints in my mouth this morning.” She surmised.

“This is INSANE!!!” Candace declared. “My Boyfriend and my BEST friend!? Next thing you know it’ll show her kissing—!”

She didn’t have to finish, as she turned back to the screen to witness her fear had become true. There she was, Eliza Fletcher, French-kissing Candace in front of a rabid audience. Her hand even felt up Candace’s bosom, while Candace returned to fondle in kind by gripping her cousin’s lace-covered backside.

The very sight of it caused everyone to blush in embarrassment, most of all Candace. “I…I just had incest.”

“Really, Candace…” Eliza replied. “Number 1, we just kissed on the stage. And number 2, we’re only related through marriage.”

“Well then it’s Step-Incest!” Candace elaborated in frustration.

Stacey grew confused. “Is that even a thing?”

“Ladies, calm down.” Jeremy suggested. “Look…”

He pointed back towards the video, where the audience was now carrying the four out of the Mall as then chanted ‘WHATEVER!’ repeatedly. “That is a very strange mob.” Eliza noted.

“No, ‘Whatever’ is the name of a store here in Danville.” Jeremy explained. If we go there, we could fine some more clues.”

“Why not?” Candace replied, sounding as if she’s given up. “Better than staying her. I might find a clip of Eliza kissing my mom.”

“Well, she does have those luscious hips…” Eliza commented.

“Not funny! Let’s go!”

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“Wow…this was unexpected.”

Jeremy referred to what was waiting in front of the Goth store ‘Whatever’, a sight that was most unexpected from any of them. For parked right in front of the store was the Flynn-Fletcher Family Station Wagon, only refurbished as if it went through an episode of ‘Bling My Auto.’ The engine had been heavily modified to the point where several exhaust pipes sprouted from under the car on each side, the Wagon was given a gold trim along with a rear spoiler, and the number 42 was painted on the side.

Upon sight of this, it only reaffirmed Candace’s belief her brothers were behind this entire event. “Phineas and Ferb!” She yelled as she repeatedly kicked the rear bumper. “It’s. Always. My. Brothers. Who. Keep…”

She suddenly stopped the pounding of her parents’ car when she heard something unexpected…a reply; as in someone knocking back. Using her Fireside Girls skills, she leaned in close and tapped Morse code against the bumper. A moment later, it was replied in the form of S.O.S, loud enough for everyone could hear. “They must be in the trunk!”

The four quickly scrambled behind the Station Wagon as Candace used her spare pair of keys to open up the back door, expecting to find her brothers being trapped there, ready to be busted. As the back door swung open though, what she saw was a pale figure leaping out of the car and onto her boyfriend, knocking him to the pavement. A closer look showed that it was a young man about their age, wearing only polka-dotted boxers and having curly red hair with thick-rimmed glasses.

“Cute trousers.” Eliza commented.

“Well, I think we reached the weird part of the day…” Jeremy commented from the ground. “Uh, little help?”

Taking Jeremy’s cue, the three young ladies help the formerly ensnared young man up to his feet, and off Candace’s boyfriend, so they could question him. “OK, who are you and why were you in my mother’s car!?” Candace demanded.

“Ohhhhh…” The young man was slightly disoriented, but managed to gather himself enough to answer her. “My name…is Car—er…” He stopped himself as a portion of his memory came back. Though he didn’t know why he was in the trunk, he did remember a specific order from his superior Maj. Monogram…keep watch over the teens and do not use your actual identity.

“My…name is…Dr. Coconut.” He said, which drew strange stares from his peers.

“Are you serious?” Stacey asked.

“Yep, just call me Dr. Coconut.”

“Not really creative with the nicknames, are you?” Jeremy commented.

“Look, that’s not the point!” Candace interrupted. “What were you doing in that car? Do you know about my brothers? And why are you only in your boxers!?”

“Wait, did you forget everything that happened…” Carl noted to himself.

“Does that mean you remember?” Eliza asked.

Carl was hesitant to answer, but did. “In a way. Follow me…” Waving them on, the spectacled genius made his way towards the Gothic Clothing store and entered through its doors. Candace and the others were visibly confused by this, but decided to follow after him in hopes of getting some definite answers. As they walked in, they saw Carl holding a door open that led to a descending staircase. He led them down step-by-step as they began to hear chanting that became louder and louder with each step they took. As they reached the bottom of the staircase, the chants could be heard more clearly.

“RUM-BLE! RUM-BLE! RUM-BLE! RUM-BLE!”

The four were shocked to find a makeshift Octagon cage in the middle of the basement, with dozens of teenagers cheering loudly and wildly. The cheering came to a halt though, when one of them turned to the entrance and spotted Candace. “It’s her, SHE’S BACK!!!”

Almost instantly, everyone in the room turned to face Candace, and stared at her in awe as they muttered the same name slowly, but repeatedly. “The Mean Beret…”

“The Mean what?” Candace responded.

Carl smirked. “You really don’t remember. We made a stop here in order to get the limited-edition, one-time collectible, never to be sold in the Western Hemisphere again Ducky Momo collection. You won the plushy and the clothing line, but you left before facing the Grand Champion.”

“Grand Champion?” Candace repeated. “And just who might that be?”

Carl motioned his hand towards the cage, and what was inside was a sight most unexpected as Candace & the group found themselves face to face with an Alligator; one who was standing upright and angry. “Wait a minute!” Jeremy interrupted. “You mean my girlfriend actually fought a Crocodile last night!?”

“Alligator, and that’s right.” Carl corrected him. “Candace and that Alligator fought hard…in a close game of Skiddley Whiffers!”

Jeremy breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that, and then developed a look of confusion over how a reptile could play a board game. Candace however, was focused on the beast, as it looked very familiar. “Wait a minute…you’re that Gator I had to fight for the Merit Badge!”

“Wait, so you DID fight a Crocodile?” Jeremy asked.

“Alligator; and it was for Paisley Sideburn Bros. tickets.” Stacey chimed in. “But she’s so over that band now…”

Inside the Caged Octagon, a platform slowly rose up out of the floor, containing the board game in question. The Gator inside took one step back, held out his paw and motioned for her to enter the cage. Candace, never one to back down from a Skiddley Whiffers challenge, didn’t hesitate to except. “You want some you piece of luggage…Come Get Some!”

“Candace, what are you doing!?” Jeremy exclaimed.

“Buying me some time.” Carl answered in place of her. “You four keep everyone distracted; I got a device to hunt down.”

“Dude, what—?” Before Jeremy could finish, Carl was already lost in the crowd; Leaving him with Stacey & Eliza as they watched Candace ready herself for board game battle. Wearing a baseball cap, she twisted it backwards on her head and placed her elbow on the table, readying her arm…before grabbing the dice and rolling her turn.

The game itself began hectically and didn’t slow down from the get-go. With each spot they advance, the crowd ooh’d and aah’d accordingly. When either of them received a bonus, they all cheered. When they rolled a trap for their opponent, gasps washed through the room. With such focus on the game inside the octagon, it made things much easier for Carl as he sifted through the crowd looking for his prize.

“Come on, come on,” he said to himself as he frantically sifted through the teen crowd, “it has to be around here somewhere...THERE!”

The source of his search was finally discovered as he spotted a teen with a spiky Mohawk, dressed in Goth attire. But Carl was more interested in the device the young man was holding in his hand; it appeared to be a smartphone, but the young intern knew the true potential of it. Trying to play it cool, he casually approached the teen and began a conversation.

“Hey, dude! This is one happening spot, and the game is just jiggy.”

“Dude...Why are you in your boxer shorts?” The teen asked in response.

“Uh...I’m rebelling against the fashion establishment?”

“Right on.” The teen approved.

“Yeah, speaking of rebel, you know that phone is dangerous to have around.” Carl revealed. “It could cause you to get cancer, or worse.”

“Meh, that’s just propaganda from the establishment to stop us from having cool things.” The teen replied.

Carl wouldn’t be denied, however. He knew what was at stake, especially as he glanced back to the octagon to see Candace claiming victory over her opponent. “OH YEAH! Who Rocks? Candace Rocks!”

Unfortunately the Alligator was not gracious in his loss, as he flipped the stand the game was on, and growled menacingly. In response, Candace simply stepped back and waved the large reptile to come on. “Just, Bring It!”

And the Gator did, as a raucous wrestling match broke out within the cage, similar to her encounter in the sewer as she sought her 50 merit badges. The rest of the group looked on as the other teens cheered wildly. “This...I did not expect from Candace.” Jeremy noted. “I don’t know what to do.”

“I say just enjoy it.” Eliza recommended. “It’s working wonders for Stacey.”

She pointed over to the excitable Asian teen, who was cheering Candace on. “That’s right, girl! You Lay the Smack Down on his Scaly Ass!”

The sight only inspired Carl to work faster. “Well, did you know that those devices can also lead to sudden hearing loss, and blindness?”

The teen just scoffed. “Another propaganda story put out by the establishment.”

Carl was getting desperate. “Well uh...it can lead to...Carpal Tunnel Syndrome?”

Upon hearing that, the teen quickly tossed the smartphone into the air, where it juggled in Carl’s hands for a moment before he secured it. “Dude, not cool! I, like, need these hands, to touch stuff!”

As the teen ran off in terror, Carl patted himself on the back for his reacquisition, and began logging into the device. As the screen glowed to life, he was greeted with a face he wished not to see at the moment, Heinz Doofenshmirtz.

“Hello, you are attempting to hack in to the Dr. Doofenshmirtz Portable Teleport-inator.” Heinz’ voice announced. “But you’ll never get in because you’ll have to guess the secret password in order to do so, and you’ll never get it in a million years. So you’re just gonna have to return this inator to Heinz Doofenshmirtz, care of—!”

Instead of heeding the warning spoken to him, Carl’s mind was hard at work deciphering what the password could be. A moment later, an idea popped into his head, and he decided to go with it.

“P-E-R-R-Y!” He said as he typed those letters into the device. It responded with an approving chime, followed by Doofenshmirtz’s voice.

“What, you got it? Oh I can’t believe you got it! Let me guess, you’re a platypus, aren’t you? Oh I really have to think of better passwords!”

Having gained access to the device’s operating system, Carl activated the Teleport-inator’s systems and armed it, pointing the device at Candace & the rest of the group; the former of who just finished off the Gator by lifting him on her shoulders and slamming him to the mat. Carl couldn’t use the device with everyone focused on Candace, however. So thinking quickly, he came up with a distraction.

“LOOK, IT’S THE ESTABLISHMENT!”

And in an instant, a panic rang out through the crowd of teens as they quickly rushed to the exits. Within moments the room was practically empty, allowing Carl to use the Teleport-inator safely on himself and the other 4. In a flash of light, they disappeared from the dank, dark basement rumble pit to the safe comfort of Candace’s bedroom. Unfortunately, they arrived at that destination in mid-air.

“OOOMPH!!!”

Candace, Jeremy, Stacey & Eliza fell to the floor...in the exact spots in which they woke up in earlier that day, sans their clothes. The déjà vu moment was avoided by Carl, as he landed on his rear near the door. After a moment of getting their bearings, Candace was the first to notice that they were reliving the moment from earlier.

“Oh man, déjà vu sucks.”

“It explains how we got here, though.” Stacey replied, pulling herself from between her BFF’s thighs.

“So...we were teleported here? Awesome.” Jeremy commented.

“Though it does beg the question...” Eliza chimed in. “How come you weren’t with us this morning when we woke up?”

The question was directed at Carl, who was ready to answer it. “Accurate coordinates have to be entered for this Teleport-inator to work perfectly. I was a couple degrees off last time...and that’s how you found me in the trunk.”

“But my question is how do you even have a Tele...porty-thingy, anyway?” Jeremy inquired.

That question Carl was also ready for, but not as prepared to answer. “Well uh, you see the thing is...”

“Don’t bother!” Candace interrupted as she stood up and crawled over her boyfriend on the bed. “I already know the answer! It’s the same reason there’s an ostrich in my closet, we had a wild party all around town last night, and my parents aren’t even here...Phineas and Ferb!”

“Oh, bugger.” Eliza muttered.

Candace paid no mind as she continued. “They must’ve building that Teleporter thingy, sent us to some far away continent like Panama, rode elephants through my room—!”

“Candace, calm down.” Jeremy told her as he put her arm around her waist, pulling her close. “Look, whatever happened, we’re all back here safe. And more importantly, you spent the whole night without busting your brothers and had fun doing it.”

“Yeah Candace, we had a ball.” Stacey.

“Quite a smashing adventure.” Eliza added.

“Yeah...I guess we did.” Candace agreed. “And that game of Skiddley Whiffers was fun.”

Jeremy shook his head in agreement. “Yeah...and who know you could wrestle Crocodiles—!”

“Alligators.” Carl corrected him.

“Alligators so well.” Jeremy finished. “To be honest though, you kinda had me worried for a moment.”

Hearing those words, Candace’s panic gene instantly kicked in. “Worried? You were worried? I made you worry? No, oh no! I’m the worst Girlfriend ever! Now you’re gonna break up with me and I’ll be forced into online dating!”

As Candace became increasingly hysterical, Carl looked on with intrigue and caution. “Is she like this often?”

“Yep.” Stacey answered.

“Indeed.” Eliza added.

“Pretty much.” Jeremy said. “But there’s a way to get her out of it.” He then proceeded to show the way by pulling the excitable redhead close and pressing her lips to his. Almost instantly Candace’s mood went from frantic to lovelorn as she started kissing him back passionately. Candace never missed a chance to jump her boyfriend’s bones, and today was no exception. Even with her friends and family in attendance, she couldn’t help herself as she felt his hands roaming across her body, the right one venturing onto her rear mound and the left one currently cupping her breast. The two would happily remain this way if it weren’t for an interruption, courtesy of Stacey’s hand on her BFF’s backside.

“Huh?” Candace exclaim in shock. “Stacey, what’re you—!”

“Hey, I’m not getting left out.” The Asian teen interrupted. “Room for one more?”

She punctuated that request by wrapping her lips around the redhead’s, who was understandably shocked over feeling them...but not enough to pull away. It wasn’t the first time the two of them had kissed, as they practiced several times on each other during their sleepovers when they were younger; but then again, Candace never felt Stacey’s tongue during those sessions. And to her, at this moment, it felt good. So good the two of them began clashing tongues between their mouths right on top of Jeremy, their bosoms pressed against his bare chest enough for him to feel four erect nipples. And as they kissed passionately in front of him, not one thought of a complaint passed his mind.

“This might be the greatest thing I’ve ever witnessed...”

As the impromptu girl-on-girl session continued, Carl took notice of it and began to blush, deeming it best to make his exit. “Looks like Mission Accomplished.” He said to himself as he turned to the door. “I should go get some pants for Major Monogram—!”

“Leaving so soon, are we?”

Suddenly, he felt two soft hands caress his bare chest from behind, and a pair of breast gently push up against his back. Eliza had him in her grasp. “Oh! Well, you see...I really shouldn’t be here...”

“Nonsense.” She said, slowly pulling him away from the door and towards the bed. “You were of great assistance during our quest, and it’s only right you be rewarded. Besides, if you leave, the tit-to-cock ratio would be unfavorable.”

Before he could react, Carl found himself on his back in bed, conveniently next to a nearly-smothered Jeremy. At that moment Candace and Stacey broke their embrace and sat up on their knees, next to Eliza. The two young gentlemen found themselves up close with 3 pairs of perky breasts, and the amorous young women they belong to.

“So...is this officially an orgy?” Stacey asked. “Are there any rules to this, like who gets to go first?”

“Don’t act like a novice, it’s simple.” Eliza responded. “Just remember the actions they took in that adult movie Candace has stashed.”

“Hey!” Candace objected. “I only got that movie due to an address mistake...and I’m working on mailing it back.”

“Regardless...I say just pick a partner and go to town.” Eliza suggested, as she took her own advice tugged down on Carl’s boxers, revealing his half-erect manhood. Licking her lips in anticipation, she gripped his shaft and applied her tongue to the top of his cock. Carl’s eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head as he felt her lips wrap around his dick head, and slowly move down to take in more and more. She then pulled back, letting her tongue drag against his shaft before pushing down again. She worked up a steady pace, her head mimicking a bobble head doll as she sucked him off. And the grin on Carl’s face was evidence enough that she was skilled at it.

Just a foot away Jeremy was enjoying the experience of two women at once. Candace was already straddled over his face in a 69 position, as Stacey lye across from her, both attending to Jeremy’s manhood. They took turns with sections of his manhood, their mouths dutifully attending to each area. Stacey hungrily moved her lips up and down the shaft as Candace moaned while sucking the head, swirling her tongue around it. Candace then took more into her mouth as Stacey jerked off the base of his shaft while licking his balls. All the while Jeremy’s tongue was at work as well, along with his fingers. All were attending to Candace’s wet snatch, probing into it as she quivered with every lick he gave her.

“AAHHH!!!” The redhead yelped out in shocked pleasure.

It was enough to bring Stacey away from her task to comment. “OK, I’m definitely gonna have to try out his tongue...”

“Hey, my boyfriend, my tongue!” Candace reaffirmed, before running her tongue up and down her lover’s shaft once more. She then took in more of his manhood than before, forcing inch after inch into her mouth, until his pole was completely wedged in her throat. Though she had done it for him, it was still a sensation Jeremy wasn’t use to, and one that drove him wild. Stacey was practically speechless by the sight, but not enough that she couldn’t continue as she put half of his sack into her mouth, and sucked to her heart’s content. Jeremy let out a groan from the dual-mouth pleasure being paid to him, and felt his limit fast approaching.

“Uh, Candace? You might wanna move your head...”

“Hmmph?”

“Too late.”

And it was, as she felt his hot jizz fill her mouth to the point where it trickled from her lips. Both girls could feel Jeremy’s cock tensing up as he shot another load into the excitable redhead’s mouth, emptying out what he had to offer. She removed his cock and slowly sat up, swallowing his jizz before opening her mouth in a gasp to catch her breath.

“Wow Candace, who knew you were a swallower...” Stacey commented.

It took her a moment to catch her breath. “Well, there’s a first time for everything...”

“Indeed.” Eliza agreed, still jerking Carl’s cock. “Might I suggest another first?”

The lovely British teen referred to taking a ride on a different pony of sorts, preparing for her own ride with Carl. But as the three young women moved to surround the intern, a bout of uncertainty rose within him. “Wait...you mean all three of you...with me?”

“Well yeah, I think Jeremy’s a bit out of it for the moment.” Stacey surmised.

“Besides, I’m quite sure a stud such as yourself is more than up to the task.” Eliza said, still stroking his manhood. Before he could speak his mind anymore on the subject though, the British beauty decided to take the initiative. Gripping his shaft, she leaned back and let her soaked snatch envelope his dick, until every inch was inside of her.

“Ohh, so thick...so good!” She cooed, taking a moment to enjoy the sensation of his manhood filling her up. She gently bit down on her index finger as her hips went into motion. Carl could only attach his hands to her hips and enjoy her ride. Her breasts began to jiggle and bounce rhythmically with her movements, giving Carl and hypnotizing sight as well. But it would be one short lived as it was replaced with perhaps an even lovelier image...Candace’s pussy.

“Guess it’s time to see if your tongue can work as good as your cock.” She announced, straddling the bespectacled teen so his face is deep between her thighs. It was like heaven for the young intern, who never would’ve imagined he would lose his virginity in such a wild and euphoric fashion.

“This is the best job ever!” He quietly said to himself as he began to lap up everything before his face as his hands caressed Candace’s backside. Her face immediately began to blush as she shuttered and leaned forward, putting her hands on his chest. His tongue was better than she thought, just as good as Jeremy’s in fact.

“Oh man, it’s so good...” She cooed.

Stacey however, wasn’t pleased. “Oh that’s fair. You two get to enjoy the ride while I’m waiting in line.”

But Stacey’s wait wouldn’t be long, as she felt a pair of arms wrap around her, and a stiff cock poke between her ass cheeks. “Well maybe we should do something about that...” Jeremy suggested, ready for another round.

Before Candace could protest, the blonde teen was already guiding his manhood into the pussy of his girlfriend’s BFF. He pushed his hips forward, injecting her with his meat as she moaned in delight. Goosebumps ran down her body as she felt his hands cupping her tits from behind. He pulled back slightly, before pushing forward again, starting a rhythm that she more than approved of.

“Oh...Candace...” She panted as Jeremy worked her from behind. “I see why you love him so much...”

“Yeah...” Candace panted back, Carl’s tongue working overtime on her. “Well...don’t go crazy...he’s my boyfriend...and—!”

“Oh, for the love of—!”

Annoyed with her constant reminders, Stacey decided to take measures to silence her BFF, by bringing their lips together once more. She wasn’t shy about venturing her tongue into Candace’s mouth also, and the redhead voiced no disagreement. All that came out of her mouth was the occasional moans of passion from the work Carl’s mouth did on her soaking wet snatch. Meanwhile, Eliza was mimicking a cowgirl with her ride. Her body bounced majestically as she pierced herself with Carl’s cock again & again, her ass jiggling from the impact of every descent. Her fingers were clamped with her cousin’s on top of Carl’s chest as she could feel his manhood reaching deep inside her.

Jeremy’s cock was deep inside Stacey as well, as the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the room, with the occasional cries and moans. With his hands on her hips, he kept up a steady pace, sending tremors through her backside with every thrust. Stacey & Candace’s moans were muffled by each other’s mouths, as their tongues wrestled with each other and their breasts jumped around almost wildly.

“Oh...GOD!!!” Eliza exclaimed. “I’m...I’m about to climax!”

Her limit was fast approaching, and with a final descent she felt an orgasmic wave of ecstasy wash over her. She leaned back and shuttered in delight as she closed her eyes, savoring the moment while still enjoying the feeling of a dick deep inside of her. Her orgasm was accompanied by Stacy’s, who abruptly broke her kiss with Candace as her juices began to drip onto the bed. Soft moans left her lips as she could barely remain upright. The very sight of his was enough to bring out the green-eyed monster in Candace, who wasn’t about to wait any longer.

“Alright, that’s it!” She fumed, climbing off of Carl. “I want that cock deep inside me, right now!”

“Wow...is she always this bossy?” Carl inquired.

“Pretty much...” Jeremy replied. “...But it’s only because she know what she wants.”

“And I want it now.” Candace uttered seductively as her boyfriend laid her down. He put his hands on the back of her thighs, pushing her knees near her shoulders and her legs in the air as his manhood split her pussy lips and slid inside of her. She groaned, still not fully use to his size being inside of her, but she wrapped her arm around the back of his neck to encourage him to keep going. As he pushed in down to the balls, she curled her toes and gritted her teeth. She was reminded of how much she loved Jeremy from the sensation, which only heightened as he pulled back before pumping his meat inside of her, working up a good pace. Jeremy took his hands from her thighs and placed them on the bed, but her legs continued to hand in the air as she began to moan.

“Ahh...AAAHHHH!!!”

Now both of her arms were around her beau as he thrust his cock into her snatch over and over. His balls slapped against her ass cheeks as he reamed her pussy, causing the bedsprings to squeak even with the amount of weight already on it. Candace’s eyes were shut as she held on, her pussy tight around her boyfriend’s shaft. It was pure ecstasy and she wouldn’t trade it for anything. But as she opened her eyes, expecting to his Jeremy’s loving face; she received a far different sight...Stacey’s wet snatch.

“AHH—Hey, WHAT THE—!”

“You said it yourself, Candace.” Stacey replied as she squatted down over her BFF’s face. “Can’t use your boyfriend’s tongue, might as well use yours.”

“Wait, that’s NOT what I sai—MMPPMMPPHHH!!!”

The remainder of Candace’s argument was lost within her friend’s wet lips, a place she didn’t much expect to be, but didn’t much complain about. In fact, she decided to use the situation to her advantage as she worked her tongue along her pussy lips and over her clit in an attempt to make her come. Her plan appeared to be successful so far, as Stacey found herself barely able to stay upright as she leaned forward, her hands landing on her friend’s perky breasts.

“Oh Candace, your tongue is wonderful!” She panted. “Guess...all that yelling...made it strong.”

She heard Candace’s reply in the form of a disapproving groan, and smirked to herself knowing she wasn’t in a position to properly answer. Her legs dangled helplessly in the air as Jeremy continued to ream her with all his might. But fatigue slowly began to set in for the young man, until he felt a soft pair of breasts and hard nipples in his back.

“It looks like your engine is about burn out...” She said, her hands caressing his chest much like she did Carl’s earlier. “Allow me to give some needed motivation.”

Her motivation came in the form of her lips pressed against his, and her tongue invading his mouth. A moment later, Candace muffled voice asked a question only her BFF could translate and understand.

“Oh don’t worry,” Stacey told her, “it’s just your cousin French-kissing your boyfriend.”

It took a moment for it to register, but once it did, Candace went berserk. Her muffled screams caused vibrations which only served to drive Stacey wild, and closer to her limit. “OH GOD, YEAH!!!” She yelled, before egging her own. “They’re getting at it! Uh, he’s groping her breasts, and...Rubbing her clit...”

“Mind if I join in?”

Stacey was interrupted and surprised to find Carl the Intern up and at ‘em, in more ways than one as she felt his cock probe her butt cheeks, much like Jeremy’s did earlier. “Well, I am a virgin back there...but hey, it’s a party.”

And with the open invite, Carl took hold of his manhood; pushing it forward not into her pussy, which was occupied by Candace’s tongue, but her asshole. It was a tight fit to say the least, and caused Stacey’s face to contort in multiple ways as he pushed on through, all the way to the hilt. He pulled out slightly, wanting to remain deep in her ass before pushing forward again, his sack slapping her ass cheeks.

“Ah...AHH!!!” She screamed. “This so...doesn’t feel like...my markers...I masturbate with!”

As Carl continued to ream her ass from behind, Jeremy broke his kiss with Eliza and interjected. “Uh, don’t women usually use stuff like Zucchinis to masturbate?”

“Oh...NOW you tell me!” She replied. “And I’m gonna cum!”

“So am I!”

The two were the first to reach their climax, as Carl shot his load deep into her ass, and she followed by squirting her juices out, all over Candace’s face. She began to scream, not just from being spritzed with her friend’s love juices, but from Jeremy’s cock going into overdrive, and a raging orgasm on the horizon for both of them.

“Get ready, Candace...” He warned. “Here it comes!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! ”

With one final thrust, the couple was sent to sexual euphoria. He drained his load into her pussy, to the point where it began to seep out. Her body convulsed in pleasure as his cock spurted out more jizz sporadically, even as Eliza helped him pull out. She then jerked him off slightly, sending several more shots onto her stomach. Meanwhile, the same occurred at the other end of the bed as Carl pulled out of Stacey, with his cock spurting several shots of cum onto her ass and Candace’s face. Her eyes gave off a thousand-yard gaze and her smile spoke of satisfaction and exhaustion. The last being a trait everyone could share as they fell onto the bed.

And after a few minutes of heavy breathing, Eliza broke the pseudo-silence. “One thing I can definitely say about America...you Yanks sure know how to have a smashing time.”

“Well...it’s not the Cincinnati Tea Party, but...” Stacey replied.

No one bothered to correct her, especially Jeremy. “This has definitely been a day to remember. How about you, Candace? Or do you need to bust your brothers to make it complete?”

“What brothers?” Candace said, a reply which brought even more joy to everyone in the room.

“Mission Accomplished!” Stacey declared.

The young Asian hottie didn’t realize it, but her words rang with irony. For just a few feet away from her laid Carl, who was secretly attending to the device from earlier which transported them there. Using it, he typed in the two words Stacey spoke earlier, and sent them as a text message before smiling to himself.

“Best. Mission. Ever...”

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Within moments, the text would reach its destination; the Organization Without a Cool Acronym, or OWCA for short. It arrived on the smartphone of the leader of OWCA, Major Francis Monogram. Picking his phone up, he quickly analyzed the message and smirked.

“Well whaddya know, he actually succeeded.” He said. “Guess I owe Rich from Accounting Five Bucks.”

He then put his phone down and activated the console in front of him, sending out a call. A moment later, Perry the Platypus appeared on the large screen in front of him, his parachute deployed as he floated down and away from a flaming Zeppelin.

“CURSE YOU, PERRY THE PLATYPUUUUUUUUSSSS!!!!!”

And the sound of Doofenshmirtz’s voice screaming in failure brightened his day even more.

“Ah, I see you’ve just completed your mission, good work Agent P.” He commented. “I just wanted to inform you the debacle with Dr. Doofenshmirtz’s Teleport-inator and his Amnesia-inator has been settled. The teenage girl of your family and her friends are safe and sound, with their memories intact.”

Perry responded with a nod, before shutting off his wrist communicator just as he landed on the ground, in the middle of a Renaissance Fair. Stashing his parachute, he spotted his family just a few yards away and rushed over to join them, just as Phineas spotted him.

“Oh, there you are Perry!”

The pet platypus responded with his trademark chattering growl, as he walked off with his family to enjoy another great day.