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A Great Submission — Part 56: Final Attack Of The Zomcrosisiumans???
Four Hundo Words = Four Hundred Words… Not counting Zotes and Zepilogue 😏
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Jaya yells, “Dabney! It can’t end like this! Please say this isn’t the end!”
“LISTEN! ‘The Great Submission Bus Tour’ was my idea, and it will still happen!”
“Are you crazy? We’re surrounded by hundreds of Hangry Zomcrosisiumans!”
“True, but in this case, the ‘H’ stands for horny.”
“I… I… DON’T WANT TO DIE A VIRGIN!”
“Who said that?”
“Felix… the… Pizza Delivery guy.”
“Someone get Felix a pussy!”
“Um… mister… ah…”
“Got it! Brody?”
“Bending over now, Dabners.”
“Thanks… so… you come here often?”
“No small talk Red. Just fuck me up the ass.”
“Detective Phil! Intel-Report!”
“After Butt-Plug-Hypnotizing the captive, we’re 98.653% certain, that human DNA-Injections will reverse the unplanned three-ways.”
Zote: 78.241% of all statistics are made up on the spot.
“Three-ways?” asks, Jeeves.
Felix says, “Don’t want to seem fickle, but is there another ass I could fuck?”
Dabney asks, “Did you cum?”
“Yes.”
“Then shut the fuck up!”
“Sorry… how bout dem digits, Brody?”
“FELIX!”
“Sorry.” Gesturing dialing a faux-cell toward Brody’s rolling eyes.
“EVERYONE! By my estimates, based on Zomcrosisiuman metabolism, we have just under an hour to get supplied before the tryptophan wears off.”
Helen comments, “Someone sure is watching us from above, or through Medium, for every truck in the accident with our bus to be filled with live turkeys.”
“Anita!”
“Yes, Dabney?”
“You, Leslie, and one of the Maids, run over there to Triple-A.”
“I don’t believe Triple-A deals with semi-trucks and buses.”
“Read the sign.”
“Oh, Alice’s All Aphrodisiacs. We’ll grab as much as we can.”
“Helen, you, Janine, and one of the Maids, hit the Turkey-Baster-Emporium and snag as many as you can carry.”
“Dabney?”
“Yes?”
“Janine isn’t real.”
“I keep forgetting. Take two Maids. For some reason, we have an endless supply.”
“Jeff and Jeanette!”
“Don’t even need to say it. We’ll hit the Slippery’s Sperm-Bank.”
“Everyone meet back here in thirty!”
“Dabney?”
“Yes, Felix?”
“Do… you like… Pizza Delivery guys?”
“MAKE THAT FIFTEEN MINUTES! SOME OF THEM ARE STARTING TO MOVE!”
Being the best throwers, half the girls are on top the bus with a pile of artichokes, asparagus, chocolate, oysters, strawberries, figs, watermelon, and spicy chili peppers.
Everyone else is street-level. Guys are pantless and hard, while still wearing belts to hold their backup basters. The girls are also pantless to separate the Zomcrosisiumansesbians from the horde.
“Dabney! Are you sure about this?”
“This is the most hedonistic City in the world and they’re all wearing mini-skirts and no panties! We Got This!”
My “A Great Submission” Hundo Zepansions:
Zepilogue:
“I don’t get it! Each of them ate damn near a forth of a turkey, and they’re already waking up? If I ate even a tenth of that, I’d be down for the count!”
“GIRLS! START THROWING LIKE GIRLS!”
In just seconds, there is a hundred yard wide circle of artichokes, asparagus, chocolate, oysters, strawberries, figs, watermelon, and spicy chili peppers landing behind the approaching hordes of Zomcrosisiumans.
The smell instantly causes them to spin 180, move toward their chosen aphrodisiacs, and bend over to eat them. As their asses pop out of their hedonistically short skirts, Dabney’s Troops attack!
Jaya’s gaydar works, even on Zomcrosisiumans, causing her to scream, “West Side! Basters at the ready!”
As The Great Injection continues, Detective Phillip yells, “We’re not trying to impregnate them! The tiniest amount of DNA is all that’s needed! Even your pre-cum will do it, so don’t blow your loads!
Half the guys hold themselves back from saying, “Too Late!”
The horde of Zomcrosisiumans approaching from the right, had been treated extensively with Zomcrosisiuman Conversion Therapy, which just doesn’t fucking work.
They were the hardest to trick, treat, and tap, because they had become the most bitter, angry, and confused, of them all. When will people ever learn?
“Thanks to Team Hundo Expansion’s Battle Plan and the Everlasting Support of Sunny A Morgan, Skylar Quinn, and Steve, the Streets of the most Hedonistic City in the World, are Safe, Once Again!”
“Stop, Stop, Stop! Hold up Dabney. I have a question.”
“What is it, Jaya? Or should I be asking, Annabella Jaya Saunders?”
“You call me Mistress, or I’ll beat your ass so hard.”
“Do you promise… Annabella?”
“We’ll pick up on that later. First off, this 56 Part Hundo Expansion, should we use a retro term, ‘Jumped the Shark.’”
“Why? Because of all the side stories, the murder, not murder, the aliens? Wait, it’s not because of David the dachshund solving the murder, like Detective Pikachu? Wait, wait! I know! Even though David has staying power, nobody has mentioned the word glockenspiel in many a Hundos. No? Was it the term ‘Fuckity Fuck’? I love that one! Too many Gummies? Not enough Gummies? Creamed panties as an inflight snack? Breeding kinks? Don’t tell me you’re not into breeding kinks with aliens? Oh, I got it! The hypnotic butt-plug series! I knew that went too far.”
“Shut up and stop groveling, Slave, or your punishment will start right now! You guys jumped the shark by making up that turkey baster store. I googled it. There’s no such thing! That’s where this whole thing falls apart.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress. You’re right. That’s why Zatanna wrote Turkey-Baster-Emporium, not a turkey baster store.”
“Did you just correct your Mistress?”
“Oh, fuck!”
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