DNA Valkyrie - Volume 3 - Chapter 19: Hitting The Beach

Volume 3 Chapter 19: Hitting The Beach

Sunlights glistened all over Cynthia’s bare skin as she stood on the beach of Daisy-Road. A beach she had visited before not too long ago. A town she had investigated in before. As it was not the place nor the time to be wearing a lot of clothes as it was now Summer, Cynthia was currently only sporting a one piece swimsuit. A one piece v bikini that began from the top of her shoulders, barely covered her nipples and went down in her crotch, passing between her legs, hiding her pussy. The piece of swimsuit was sea foam green. Cynthia had a stray hat on her head and was looking through a pair of heavies, expensive-looking binoculars, observing the landscapes of the area, looking far away across the sea. She had an astoundingly serious expression on her face, not realizing that many young men enjoying the beach at the same time as hers (as if she was enjoying anything at the moment) stared at her lovely body. She had no idea.

“Cyn! What are you doing? You promised me that you wouldn’t be working today,” a cutesy voice emerged behind her. Charmingly creeping behind her, Nene came into view. She was also in a bikini. Hers was a skimpy two-pieces black bikini with images of sunflowers all over both the top and the bottom.

“I’m not working.”

“Then, what are you doing?”

“Spying on a hot lad with big muscles on the other side of the beach. I think he even has a huge dick,” she said.

“Wait! Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

“Well, let me see. You have to share with your friend. That’s what you need to do,” without asking her, her opinion, she stole the binoculars away from her hands and looked into them at the direction the detective was a second ago. But at last, on the other side of the beach, Nene was disappointed to see two not so good-looking guys talking with one another. They weren’t muscular a lot. A big let down. Nene removed the binoculars.“What? What a disappointment. Cyn, you’re such a meanie. You lied to me.”

“I did. Kind of. I’m casually keeping an eye on those two. I believe they might be doing a little transaction. Perhaps one of them is selling cherry-bombs. Now, give me back my binoculars,” Cynthia told her.

“Your binoculars? I believe those are mine,” Gerald, interrupted her after loudly clearing his throat. Gerald was lying down on a long chair nearby. He was relaxing.

“Right, daddy. Those are not even yours, Cyn. Now put them down and let’s have fun together. You promised me it would be a work-free day,” Nene insisted. Cynthia sighed.

“I’m so glad you guys came in here with me,” the detective, forced not to detect anything today, gave the binoculars back to Nene which she hugged them with her boobs.

“Don’t be so dramatic, Cynthia. I bet it took you way less time coming here this time than last time. Right?” Gerald asked her.

“It was. But I kind of think bringing the entire castle with us was kind of overkilled,” Cynthia pointed La Jouissance with her index finger. The mansion was parked not too far from the beach in a slightly forested area.

“Um. I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Gerald went back to read his newspaper.

“Hey, where’s Sebastian? I haven’t seen him in a while,” Nene.

“ Is that him over there?” Cynthia pointed at a human man coming out of the shimmering water in the ocean. Both girls turned to him. The man had his head down. He walked in the water in slow-motion. Erotically slowly coming out of it as he looked up. It was Sebastian. Both ladies saw the butler in a different light. The man was topless. Only wearing a short swimsuit. This marked the first time both girls saw him topless. He was ripped. A lot more muscular than any of them thought he was.

“It’s him. I think,” Nene whispered as the butler set foot on the hot sand of the beach.

“Hey, girls,” he smiled at her before passing by her and walking away from the sea.

“Who knew Sebastian was kind of hot?” Nene whispered one more time into Cynthia’s ear as she cackled.

“Are you into the butler, Nene?”

“You’re not?”

“No,” her response felt like a lie.

“Sure. Okay. So, you said you would be spending time with me today. Let’s go swim together,” she proposed to her.

“Okay. Why not?” She said after inhaling and exhaling. She ultimately gave up. The white haired teenageer won for once. She smiled and grabbed Cynthia’s hand, pulling her into the water with her.

“Yes!” As it was the case with many things in life, Cynthia was often apprehensive about doing those sorts of activities. Especially with the people she lived with. Nene considered Cynthia family at this point, but it wasn’t reciprocal at all. Cynthia was much too closed to those ideas. But once she was in the water with Nene, splashing, laughing and accidentally pulling on their respective bikinis while casually, playfully battling in the ocean, it was a different story altogether.

“Nene.”

“Yeah?”

“Why are you insisting on spending so much time with me?”

“Because you’ve been through hell recently. Dah! Spending weeks in prison. Not seeing anyone outside of the tower. Having to face your punishments. I feel bad for you. You need to have fun now.”

“No. No. I meant in general. Why are you always acting as if I was your sister or something?” She asked the teenager. She suddenly became silent. She looked down. Slightly hiding her face.

“It’s because‒” but before she could finish her sentence, something pulled on her leg underwater. “‒Hey, hold on. Something just pulled on my leg. Oh, gosh. It’s still pulling on my leg.”

“Do you mean you’re trying to pull my leg? Stop joking around, Nene.”

“No! I’m not kidding! It’s pulling me down,” and just like that, Nene was gone, disappearing underwater. Now understanding that this wasn’t a joke, Cynthia jumped under water was well to see what was going on exactly. By the time she dove down and opened her eyes underwater, two slimy-looking neon-orange color tentacles were pulling Nene deeper and deeper in the depths of the ocean. Looking down, Cynthia uncovered what kind of creature those tentacles were attached to. She discovered a large prehistoric squid known as a  tusoteuthis, a disgusting aqua blue and crimson red underwater creature. Its two large, gooey eyes were locked on Nene. Until one of the two eyes turned to look at Cynthia. One eye looking at each of the two girls. While it did have two main longer neon orange tentacles, the creature had a lot more shorter tentacles to its disposition. About half the size of the orange tentacles. Those other ones were of a dark brown color and served to bring food to its mouth. The two other tentacles were great for self-defence. Was it currently thinking that the young ladies were attacking it? It was hard to tell, but it seemed to have something for Nene.

As it was very clear the tusoteuthis had no intention to let go of her, Cynthia dove deeper into the water, swam closer to the beast, risking her life. When she was finally right in front of him, she pulled on the two v strings of her swimsuit and freed her huge tits out of the bikini, flashing the underwater monster with her lovely naturally heart-shaped areola. Upon seeing her this, the prehistoric squid squinted his eyes after blinking several times, it was truly surprised by this turn of events. With this , the tusoteuthis gave much less attention to Nene and brought her back to the surface where she could get breathable air instead of continuing to pull her deeper and deeper. Its focus was now switched entirely on Cynthia.

However, out there at the surface, Gerald and Sebastian were both shocked to witness Nene getting lifted in the air, feet above the water, held by the two neon orange tentacles, one of them circling and wrapping itself all over her left leg, going up on her body until it reached the exterior of her pussy. The tip of that tentacle rubbed her clitoris. She was being sexually groomed right in front of her loving father.

“Nene? Honey! No,” he charged to help her.

That was what was happening at the surface.

But underwater, Cynthia was now trying her best to distract the creature, sucking, blow-jobbing one of its dark brown tentacles. The other tentacles of the same size and color gathered around her, surrounded her in an infernal tornado of physical contact. With more than a dozen tentacles touching and rubbing all over her body, some of them trying to enter her pussy and her butt-hole, it was as if she was being gang-banged by multiple guys at the same time.

She used both of her hands and her mouth to pleasure the creature. To pleasure one of his limbs in particular. The thing with its tentacles was that all of them had openings at the tips of them, slits. Cynthia occasionally introduced her tongue in that slit as she was running out of air.

She ultimately managed to make the creature reach an orgasm and ejaculated, shooting its squid sperm inside of her mouth. Gasping for air, Cynthia let all of the cum-shots escape her mouth and became large, puffy, white clouds underwater, swallowing Cynthia in an underwater darkness.

Back at the surface, the two neon orange tentacles were litterally fucking both of Nene’s holes in front of everyone on the beach. She was still fully wearing her bikini set, it was just that the two tentacles had pierced two holes in her bikini bottom by force to get to her. Gerald and Sebastian were in the water, below her as she was being lifted feet above them. They desperately wanted to help her, but they simply had no idea how. Even though she was crying for help, Nene was moaning like a little sow the whole time. But when Cynthia made the creature come underwater, the two orange tentacles finally let go of her and dropped her off. Sebastian caught in his muscular arms. The two guys brought her back to the beach as Cynthia came out of the water.

***

“Judging by the look, the size, and the color of those two tentacles, it must have been a tusoteuthis,” Gerald announced from a scientist perspective.

“Gerald, your daughter just went through quite an event. Could you please keep this for another time?” Sebastian, his very own butler told him.

“No. I’m fine. Really. What did you say it was, daddy, again? A tusuckteutits? That name is kind of fitting,” Nene clearly mispronounced the official name of the creature, thinking something totally different.

“Not. Quite,” her daddy responded.

“Glad you’re okay, girl,” Cynthia told Nene, rubbing her shoulders as she was still just getting up from the sandy beach.

“Hey, I’m still in one piece because of you. Thanks, sis,” Nene replied.

“Sis?” Cynthia said, shocked to be hearing this.

“Okay. Sebastian and I are going to go alert the authorities of the dangerous creature in the water. If it didn’t already flee, maybe they could capture it. Cynthia. Please stay with my daughter at all times while we are gone. I don’t want the same thing to happen again,” Gerald interrupted her before leaving with Sebastian.

A mild silence.

“Alright. I think you were right that it was a pretty bad idea to go play and have fun in the water. I should have listened to you,” Nene admitted. It made the detective laugh a bit.

“Happy that you are seeing it now,” she said while offering her her hand so she could get up easier from the sandy ground.

“Thank you. Hey, while the boys are gone, would you be down to instead of doing what I wanted to do, what if we do what you actually wanted to do that entire time.” Nene pitched.

“And what would that be?”

“Ha-ha. You, silly. Investigating the drug trafficking thing. What else,” she led the way. “Come on. Follow me.”

“If you say so. But your father said we needed to stay here and be safe.”

“No. That’s not what he said at all. He said that you had to take care of me so nothing like earlier happens again. Weren’t you paying attention or what? Get over here.”

Cynthia followed her and the two women walked on the side of the beach together. Nene was still wearing the same bikini bottom she did earlier, the one that had been perforated by the tentacles earlier. The two holes were super obvious to other people in Daisy-Road.

“So, tell me everything. Where do we go first?”

“Well, last time I wasn’t able to find the actual makers of the drug, only ended up doing shenanigans with a bunch of teenagers that were later sent to jail here in this town. Those kids were only reproducing it.”

“Alright. So, what about the other dudes you saw with the binoculars earlier?”

“One of them was a seller. I’m pretty sure of it.”

“Well, let’s start there.”

“But we would need to find them again,” Cynthia pointed out.

“Sure. They were on the side of the beach right. Around Reeve-Bay right?”

“I think so, yes. How do you know so much about the different areas of Daisy-Road?”

“I read the signs.” Nene said as she pointed at one of the wooden signs near them. The one she pointed out said ‘Reeve-Bay’ with an arrow that pointed at the other side of the beach.

“You have such a clever ass, Nene,” Cynthia complimented her.

“Thank you.”

***

Arriving at the Reeve-Bay district of Daisy-Road, the two women searched the area for nearly an hour before finding anything. They went through the exact location where the seller and the buyer were earlier, but nothing. Nothing until  Cynthia found something she recognized in the sands.

“What is that?” Nene asked.

“It’s the glass bottle that usually contains the cherry-bomb drug. This is the cherry-bomb package,” she held the empty bottle in her hands.

“So, you were right, those guys you saw earlier, they were doing a transaction for real right?”

“I guess so.”

“Unless you both open your butt-cheeks wide and let me fuck you, girls, I’ll have to ask you to leave my property,” a masculine, but young-sounding voice surprised the both of them. They turned around. It was a teenage-looking saurius man. He was the furry kind. He had hairy armpits.

“Your property? The beach belongs to everyone. Right?” Nene confronted him.

“It does. But that little area right here. It’s mine. Part of my propriety. My house is right there,” he pointed at a small lavender-color house behind him.

“You look awfully young to be the owner of this house,” Cynthia questioned him. “Is this a thing in Daisy-Road? I saw a couple other teenagers like you saying that the owned houses,” Cynthia now clearly refered to the three ass-holes she interacted with last time she was in this town.

“And he looks super ugly as well,” Nene secretly whispered into Cynthia’s ear as she stared at the saurius man.

“I don’t know about those other guys, but I’m eighteen. I legally own a hose,” but then, the young saurius noticed the empty bottle of cherry-bomb Cynthia was holding. “You’re customers?” He asked. While Cynthia didn’t know how to react at first, Nene stepped in, saving the day.

“Fuck yes, we are customers. But that bitch right there had the entire bottle to herself. She didn’t share at all. Do you still have some more?” She asked the teenager, taking a jab, taking a guess as to maybe him being the seller. It was the area where the drug was sold earlier. It was a good guess.

“Yes. Sure. But I’ve never seen you in my life. I’ve never sold you anything before.”

“That’s because we're not from here. It’s a dog day for us. But every time we come here, we have three dudes selling us the good stuff. But they didn’t meet us as it was supposed to be the case. That last bottle was something they left me last time I was in Daisy-Road. I saved it until now,” Cynthia cut in, adding this additional bit that made them look legitimate.

“Three dudes? It must have been my buddies. They were caught and sent to jail. That’s why they didn’t meet you guys today. But you two look pretty real. If you want, you can come into my house, I can give you a discount on a few bottles and then we can hangout? What do you say about that?” He offered them.

“Okay. That works for us. But can’t we have sex on the beach right now first? I think you looked kind of hot,” Cynthia had trouble standing or walking. It wasn’t real. She was playing an act. She was pretending to have had an entire bottle of cherry-bomb which caused her to be in the mood a bit more and to find that saurius dude sexier than he really was.

“Please pardon her. Like I said, she just had an entire bottle to herself. What a whore. Am I right?” Nene said as she helped Cynthia stand and walk, immediately understanding what she was doing and played along with her.

“I totally get it. No problem,” the young drug dealer said before leading the way toward his house, having the girls follow him.

Once inside, the three immediately went to relax in the living room. The teenager saurius brought them bottles of cherry-bomb. One for each of the ladies.

“Thank you, honey,” Nene said, taking the bottle.

“I’ll keep this one for later, since, you know, thank you,” Cynthia sat down on a couch with the bottle in her hands. “What’s your name by the way?” She asked him.

“Guillermo. What’s yours?”

“Jezebel.”

“And I’m Nene,” Nene willingly gave her real name, completely forgetting she was in the middle of an undercover investigation. “Okay. My turn to get high,” wanting to bury herself in shame of revealing her real name, the white-haired woman opened the lid of her bottle and sniffed the intense pink-red gass, taking the cherry-bomb in one big shot. Except, she wasn’t supposed to be doing that at all. She was supposed to keep it for later, same as Cynthia did. Nene coughed a little after breathing in the drug.

“Oh! That smells good. Really good. It’s like breathing a bunch of candies,” she shouted as she finished consuming it. She then threw the glass bottles away, shattering it in pieces in a corner of the living room. She looked up at Guillermo, when she observed him with new eyes, eyes influenced by the cherry-bomb she just had. The inside of her pupils were now filled with shining stars and gleaming hearts. “Hey, now that I see you up close, you kind of look handsome.”

“What? You think so?” Guillermo blushed.

“Hey, Cyn,” Nene said.

“My mouth is all dry. Would you mind getting me some water while I’m getting to know our new friend here,” she asked her. It was much of a contradiction since her mouth was actually oozing and over pouring with liters and liters of saliva as she asked her this favour.

“What? Are you serious? You’re like drooling. It makes no sense.”

“I said: would you mind going to get some water while I’m here with this good-looking guy,” she almost had to wink to her before Cynthia finally understood. Nene didn’t need any water.

“Oh! Okay. I got it. Going to get you some water. Going right now,” she said as she got up and left the living room, almost running. Meanwhile, Nene collapsed under the heavy influences of the cherry-bomb, impossible for her to resist what she was feeling.

Through her eyes, Guillermo looked a lot prettier and more muscular. That and his smells were a lot more attractive during this cherry-bomb trance she was in. She kept her ass on the couch as she pulled down his pants, revealing his dick. He was already erect. It bounced up and down upon meeting the silver-haired Urzax woman. In real life, Guillermo had a pretty average sized dick. But what Nene was seeing was totally different, it was much bigger. Over twenty two inches long with big perfectly round balls. His package was completely hairy. So hairy it was disgusting. But that was not how Nene was interpreting it. In her mind right now, it simply added to the charm and sexyness of this guy. She masturbated him before quickly completely falling for him and shoved his hairy cock in her mouth, twirling her tongue all around it. Lubricating it, sucking it, accidentally picking a bunch of his pubic hairs and stockpiling them in her mouth during the blow-job. But she didn’t even care at all. She was simply happy to suck what was at the moment under the influence of the drug for all instances and purposes, the man of her dreams.

***

Meanwhile, Cynthia was searching the entire house. Searching for clues. In the kitchen, she saw a picture of Guillermo with three other friends of his age. The three young men were the ones Cynthia helped send to jail during her first go in Daisy-Road. In that picture, he was smiling with his buddies. What Cynthia theorized was true. They knew each other and they were friends.

She looked some more. She was as silent as she could, emptying a trash can in the room. In it, she found another picture. This one was ripped in half. Dividing two people in it. One half had Guillermo. And the other had a woman. It looked like it was his mom. From the kitchen, she could hear Nene moaning and giggling. She was definitely enjoying her time.

Cynthia then continued her search. She looked in the rest of the house before thinking of going out in the back in the garage. She had to pick lock the door. She did using her official private detective badge. Once inside, she discovered a mass covered by a large blanket.

“Um. I wonder what this is,” she lifted up the blanket and as she imagined it, she found dozens and dozens of shipments of bottles of cherry-bomb. Much more than she had ever found last time she visited Daisy-Road. Probably the biggest source of it in the entire town. It was easy to think Guillermo was in fact the biggest seller in the area. “Bingo.”

***

Back in the house, Nene was doing all sorts of things to Guillermo. The young saurius man was lying down on his back on the couch as the white-haired woman squatted over him. Her legs wide open, her bare bouncing breasts hanging in the air, her nipples staring at him. His cock was deep in her pussy. With her dino-Urzax fangs visible while she had her mouth open, she almost looked like a vampire or a succubus, towering there on her prey, sucking his dick with her slutty vagina. Pulling and stretching it out with an intense flexibility and elasticity.

“Admit it. This is the number one pussy you had all your life,” Nene cackled and moaned while saying this.

“Um. The best one I had this Summer. Maybe,” a very different tier of quality altogether. A totally different animal.

“Aw. You say mean things to me. I think I like it. It’s even more of a turn for me if I have to fight for your approval,” she said as she jumped up and down, taking his member in and out of her in an endless loop.

Ever since I had The Count, I never was able to get a lot of new cocks inside of me. I came closer to it, but that idiot of Nene doesn’t feed me enough. I need more dicks like this one. The Count wasn’t the biggest alpha male ever, but at least he fucked me once in a while. Once a week at least. Now, trapped in the mansion, I’ve ever trouble getting men in me. That’s why I’m so into spending time that blue-haired slut, she is like a guy magnet. If I’m staying near her, I should always get new partners to satisfy me, Nene’s hormones and vagina thought while getting this drug dealer all for herself. Extremely excited and horny, Guillermo placed the palms of his hands on Nene’s lower back and applied pressured, pressed down to fuck her deeper and faster. He even scooped one of her nipples in his mouth and quenched his thirst on it while banging her. At some point, he was fucking her so fast and intensely that he sped up the timeframe in which he was supposed to come, rushing an ejaculation. He shot his sperm deep into her. Shot multiple thick cum-shots straight into her womb. Filling her up. Impregnating her without asking her, her opinion.

He came inside of me. He came right about now. I am submerged with his semen. It feels so great. So refreshing. I haven’t swam in cum in so long, her pussy thought of this sudden creampie.

“Didn’t you think about pulling out?”

“Out of the question. I want you to have to bear our children for the next few days before you give birth to them. I want you to be stuck with them while I’m working here, selling the bombs. I want you to be in trouble with them while I impregnate other chicks. But I’m not done yet. Turn over,” he ordered her. She did. She turned over. On  all fours on the couch while Guillermo rammed his messy cock into her cum-dripping pussy again. Going for a second round.

“I can’t say no to that. That sounds nice to be raising your offspring. But aren’t you going to help me with the babies at all, you meanie?” She asked him.

Such a tough alpha male. Exactly what I need to get Nene knocked up, her pussy and her hormones kept thinking.

“No. Fuck off with that,” and just like that, he kept fucking her, ponding her deeper into the couch, almost burying her. Like a savage beast, his hairy member came in and out of her at full speed. “God damnit, your cunt is so tight it feels like your vaginal muscles are pulling me in. Keeping me inside your fuck-hole. It feels impossible for me to pull out,” he aggressively shouted as he devastated the walls of her vagina. Nene held on to the fabric of the couch, messing it up quite a bit during this intense fuckery. Nene licked her own lips with her gleaming tongue as she was being conquered internally. As she was being pondered some more into the couch, Guillermo ejaculated a second time into her, filling her up some more, accidentally causing a little bit of semen to ooze out of her hole. But at last, even after coming a second time, he could still not get his dick to slip out of her pussy. It was stuck in there. Too much sperm was helping, making it impossible for him. Her having a tight fit and an abundance of sperm caused all this.

“Aw. It felt so good.”

“I don’t get it. You’re so tight I still can’t get it out.”

“I think it’s because you’re so huge.”

No. Please. Don’t leave me. Don't leave me alone, her pussy kept thinking as if it was the entity responsible for him being stuck in there.

***

In the garage, Cynthia put her right hand in her tiny v string bikini, looking, searching for something. It gave the impression that she was simply playfully pinching her nipple. But it wasn’t the case.

I should gather picture evidence of all this, but I can’t give those shipments to the authorities. I have to destroy everything myself so nothing gets stolen and resold to other people. I need to end this myself, she finally grabbed something from the interior of her bikini, her cellphone. She turned it on and took a few pictures of the bottles, but before she could take enough or simply decent enough pictures, the phone shut off. Sparks of electricity erupted from the thing. It was all wet as well. The phone went underwater earlier. It was ruined.

Cynthia gave up on that evidence gathering idea and took a baseball bat she found and swung it all over the place, destroying all the shipments she could find. Soon, there would be nothing left. Pink-red smoke emerged out of the cracked bottles as she smashed all the filthy stuff in there.

***

“Hey! What was that?” Guillermo said, clearly referring to the inferno of noises coming from the garage. He meant to get up and run, but simply couldn’t, he was still stuck in Nene.

“I have no idea, honey,” Nene heard the noises as well, but made him believe she had no idea what he was talking about, wanting to protect her friend.

“Come on. Quit holding me hostage and let me go,” he tried pulling out, using more strength, but still didn’t work.

“But I’m not doing anything,” so since it didn’t work at all, instead of trying to pull his dick out of her, he simply grabbed the young urzax woman, got up and ran away with her in his arms.

He went outside, carrying her, and rushed to the garage. Once in it, he only found piles and piles of trash. All the bottles had been destroyed. Shattered glasses all over the floor. The pink-red cherry bomb smoke filled the entire garage. It became almost hard to see with all that smoke.

“What the fuck happned here?” Guillermo said. Then, the blue-haired beauty appeared out of the smoke, still holding the baseball bat.

“Yeah. We lied. We’re not customers,” Cynthia revealed

“Sorry,” Nene added.

“Why did you do this? You ruined me. You ruined my entire business.”

“I think you made your mother sad. That’s the worst thing you could have possibly done.”

“My mother? What do you know about her?”

“She was forced to move out. And now I learn that her own son didn’t follow and stuck around to sell cherry-bombs? Such a pity.”

“You know her?”

“She’s the one who hired me to investigate Daisy-Road and its problem in the first place. I’m trying to find the makers and distributors of this awfulness. Do you know them?”

“Yes. And you will never know who they are. Never.”

“We’ll see about that,” Cynthia said. His dick finally slipped off Nene’s pussy. The white-haired woman fell on the ground. Guillermo was freed.

“Ouch. My ass.”

“Finally,” he tried attacking Cynthia, but she countered with her bat, blocking his fist. The saurius teenager was hurt. Meanwhile, Nene took the opportunity to kick him as she was on the floor, making him fall. He was now sitting on his knees. Cynthia then used this diversion to quickly remove her v string bikini. Completely. She then straightened it to create a leash with it. The detective threw it, wrapping it around Guillermo’s neck, capturing him as she made a knot in it to make him her prisoner.

***

A little later, the two girls brought Guillermo to the beach in front of his own house. They were enjoying Summer and their dog day again. Sitting on the edge of the water. Their fat asses in the sands of the beach and their legs in the warm water. Cynthia had the young saurius man on her strange v string bikini leash. Well, both girls were holding the leash together as Guillermo was forced to remain in the ocean. Barely letting his head enough out of the water to breath.

“So, how about now? Thinking about telling me who you got the cherry-bombs from?” Cynthia asked him.

“Never.”

“Very well. I think our friend should be on his way now,” Nene said.

“Your friend? Who?” And then, underwater, the same creature from earlier, the prehistoric squid showed up again. Guillermo saw its shadow. Its size. Felt its incoming danger. “What is that? Okay. Okay. I can’t tell you their identity but I can tell you where they are.”

“Where are they?” Cynthia asked.

“Ecstasy-City,” he revealed, but the creature was still coming for him.