Camille Juteau

DNA Valkyrie - Volume 3 - Chapter 3: Cherry Bomb

Added 2022-08-12 13:07:25 +0000 UTC

Chapter 3: Cherry Bomb

With her face and a good portion of her chest soaked with the three young boys’ semen, Cynthia was in Heaven as she thought that she was the object being used by a bunch of hunkie fellas. Unfortunately for her, it wasn’t the case at all. A few minutes after the small amount of the Limbo drug first entered her system, the illusion effects steamed away. Progressively, the three sexy-ass Saurius Allosaurus breed morphed into the three short Human men we knew were there in the first place. But now, she could see them too.

Her chin still dripping with cum, her facial expression smoothly changed from aroused, hyper-ventiallatingly excited to confused, slightly panicked, and a tad bit annoyed.

“What is going on…?” She asked.

“Oh shit, she must have broken free from the effects! You didn’t give her a full bottle?”

“No! My bottle was almost empty when I found her in here…”

“We need to get more in the backroom right now!” The third man in hazmat mask said. They were all a little stressed out as they had in her mind that the stranger would remain stunned by the effects of the drug for far longer. As they spoke about the bottle, Cynthia momentarily looked down at the floor, at the space between her and them and noticed the red glass bottle in the shape of a cherry they were talking about. The small bottle was smashed. Mostly shattered to pieces. It had been intentionally dropped by the man who drugged her earlier.

Cynthia slowly stood up before any of the three young boys could go fetch another bottle to stun her again.

“Gentlemen, I don’t want any trouble, I’d like us to have a civilized discussion please…” She said as she placed her hands in the air, hoping it would signal them that she ultimately meant them no harm. She was still, of course, dripping with their fresh sperm.

“My ass right! You came here to steal our stuff! Admit it!” The green hazmat guy shouted at her. The two others surprisingly waited for her to speak before doing anything.

“Not at all. I was instead hoping to buy some of your stuff. I’m new in this town. Just got here. And I heard about Limbo and I’d like to…” She explained before getting interrupted by the one with the burgundy hazmat mask.

“... Our baby is not called ‘Limbo’, it’s called the ‘Cherry Bomb’. Hence why the look of our bottles,” he said as he pointed at the broken one on the floor right next to Cynthia’s feet.

“Okay… Interesting… Why did I hear the term ‘Limbo’ so many times in town as I was being recommended this stuff?”

“Limbo is actually what we call the feeling we get when we are doing this stuff, otherwise, it never was the name itself... But! We did tell some of the locals to use ‘Limbo’ as a fake name to communicate with the outside people that appeared to be a little somewhat… Fishy… Just like you for example… If you were told the name of our baby was Limbo, that means you were labeled as suspicious by many of our dear customers,” the man in gray hazmat mask explained.

“Fuck…” She simply replied.

“We can’t have you leave this place and risk our business here. I have no idea if you thought Daisy-Road would become your grave when you got here, but this is it,” the man in green hazmat mask declared before the three of them cornered her in the lab. Threatening her life. As her back touched a wall and that she had no way out anymore, she got an idea…

“It’s true that you can entirely dispose of me in any way you want to, but you all seem to be three very lonely boys outhere… Would you like having a sex-slave with you in your lab…?” She asked them as she placed both of her arms around her neck, directly showcasing her big breasts to the three boys. They jiggled as she moved her arms. Slowly, but surely, the guys saw their dicks getting bigger again. A second erection for the three of them that evening. Cynthia noticed it.

It worked! She thought, all excited and proud of herself.

“Interesting proposition…”

“Indeed…”

“Dudes… It’s so obvious… She’s trying to play us. Why would she even be interested in being our slave? We’re just teenagers… Oh…! Oops…” While trying to prevent his friends, he said something he probably shouldn’t have.

“Idiot! She didn’t have to know that!”

“Stupid!”

“Oh! I get it now… So your Mom and Dad are soon about to come back home and put you to bed, right? If you weren’t wearing your masks to prevent yourself from smelling the drug you’re making, I’d say that you are trying to look scary and to intimidate more that you could normally do without them,” while she basically made of fun them, the one with the gray hazmat mask quickly went to fetch two bottles of Cherry Bomb. Two Cherry Bombs. He held both in his hands, ready to strike and drug her again if needed. Then, the one in the green mask charged at her, attempting to punch her in the face, desperately wanting to make her stop talking… However… Cynthia had other plans for him… Seconds before he could land a punch on her, she quickly placed her hands in her back, touched the strings of her bikini, and undid her top. Almost automatically, her bikini top swiftly flew in the air, away from her chest. This marked the very first time the three boys saw her breasts naked. Upon unveiling her large udders, the green hazmat mask stopped in motion. No punch was thrown. He observed her majestically bountiful tits and reconsidered ever wanting to hurt her. He totally froze. The two others behind were just as amazed.

Cynthia gently and delicately grabbed the man in the green mask and hugged him. Pushing him against her soft boobs. He never fought back. He accepted his fate between her udders. Afterward, when the two other guys were close enough to her, she suddenly stole the pair of Cherry Bombs, opened their lids with her thumbs before steaming the hell out of them, drugging them with their own medicine. Having no or almost no desire to be stunned by the effects of the Cherry Bombs, Cynthia prevented herself from breathing too much. Eventually, the three boys were suffering the effects of it and their movements soon became slow and incredibly easy to predict.

From their point of view, the three Cherry Bomb makers were now seeing Cynthia as a Saurius, Brachiosaurus breed. A fetish they all shared.

With now two hands on her face, Cynthia crawled out of the basement, up the stairs and successfully avoided the clouds of Cherry Bomb. That was what she thought. She managed to get out of the house, out of the chalet. But as she was still a little tired, shook, and stunned from the first time she experienced the steam, she unfortunately crumbled on the sandy beach of Daisy-Road. Falling unconscious.

“Then, what happened after?” An uncharming, robust, grumpy voice asked her.

“I… Woke up not too long after… Without a problem… Caught the three teenagers. Turned out they were lying about a lot of the things they said to me,” Cynthia was sitting in a chair. She was now wearing her normal detective outfit. She was having a meeting with the commissioner of the city of Ecstasy in his own little office.

“Like?”

“Well, I was also a little wrong about some of the things I suspected… They weren’t really the inventors of the Cherry Bomb. They only replicated it as best as they could. The product comes from somewhere else. I wasn’t able to track the source of it, but those three guys were not responsible for this drug existing in the first place. They were only paid to produce some of it and sell it in the area of Daisy-Road…” She kept explaining.

“So, is it a deadend?”

“For now… At least…”

“Well… What do we do…?”

“I’ll keep an eye on the case, especially if there is further development of it in our city. I wouldn’t want to see the Cherry Bomb spread everywhere here,” she made sure he understood.

“We’ll do our best, but stopping drug trafficking is easier said than done…”

“... Or having plenty of drug trafficking in the city helps you look like heroes when you catch dealers. It gives you enemies to fight…”

“I’m sorry, what?” He perfectly understood, but couldn’t fathom the idea of her saying those things.

“Nothing…”

“Ennemies? Lady… We already have way too many enemies as it already is. Now, would you excuse me, I’d like to get back to work…”

“One second.”

“What?”

“I didn't only come here to inform you about possible trafficking of a new form of drug in our city. It was and is my private case and you had nothing to do with it, so I didn’t have to tell you anything about this, but…” She paused for an instant. “... You can come in now…” She said out loud, obviously speaking to someone waiting outside the office in the corridor. Cynthia even looked in the direction of the door when she spoke.

“A visitor is joining us?” The commissioner asked, curious. The door of the office slowly opened, a nice-looking, modest, madame quietly entered inside the office. While she was a Saurius, she wasn’t a Dinosaur, she was instead from a prehistoric mammal breed, she was a Saber-Tooth Squirrel. She was mostly covered in fur, light brown and beige colours. She had a long, extended muzzle with two sharp front saber teeth coming out of her mouth. She had a thick furry tail that almost reached the floor with the tip of it. While she had an elegant, slender figure, her body still had generous shapes such as large hips and a big butt. Her bra size was 34M. She currently wore a lilla pink dress that covered most of her skin and fur, but didn’t do anything to hide her voluptuous shapes.

“Commissioner… I’d like to present to you, Mrs, Alyss Cronopio… Alyss, this is the commissioner of our city…” Cynthia presented the two.

“Commissioner… Nice to meet you…” The cute Saber-Tooth Squirrel said.

“Same…” He responded. “... What can I do for you?”

“Mrs. Cronopio is my client. The one who tasked me to investigate the ever-growing Cherry Bomb market in her hometown of Daisy-Road. Sadly for her, she was recently forced to move out of there and to come to Ecstasy, afraid her teenage kids would be influenced into all this.”

“Is this true?”

“Yes…” Alyss confirmed.

“Hopefully, one day, she’d like to return to her hometown which is perfectly understandable. But not within the current conditions… At one time, her life and her livelihood were both even threatened by some of the drug dealers in Daisy-Road. They wanted her land in order to grow their business. With no police operations in Daisy-Road, this was when she was forced to move out.”

“The drug dealers you encountered?”

“I don’t think so, sir…”

“Alright. What do you want me to do?” The commissioner asked after sighing.

“I’d like to keep an eye on her and to protect her if it comes to this.”

“But didn’t you say she left her hometown to be safe here?”

“She did. She is. For now. She recently received threats that they would come for her if she ever goes to the police about this or to someone like me…” The commissioner deeply inhaled and exhaled.

“Very well. We’ll keep an eye on her and monitor the area where she resides.”

“Thank you…” Alyss said.

“Thank you, sir,” Cynthia smiled. Alyss was so happy that she even hugged the detective she hired in the office. Her huge and super soft squirrel tits cuddled her shoulder and her arm. Cynthia was surprised at first, but didn’t mind it. Cynthia then received a notification on her phone. She grabbed it from between her titties and looked up. It was a text.

I need you. Meet me. It was from Richard.

To her surprise, Richard didn’t want to meet her at this club, he instead asked her to come for a cup of coffee with him. They met at a cafe. Sat at a small table in a corner of the place. It had been a little while since Richard saw Cynthia. She was simply much too busy. Especially with her recent trip to Daisy-Road which Richard impatiently waited for her to finally return home.

“So, why did you want us to meet?”

“Normal circumstances, it would have been only for the joy to see you. Especially your bountiful ass. But with what I’m going through these days…” He paused.

“What is it? What was so urgent…?” She saw and understood that he had a lot of trouble telling her what was going on.

“... I want to hire you…”

“Hire me? You already are. I’m working for you. All the time. As a strip-dancer. Remember? Thanks again by the way for allowing me some time off so I can go investigate in the town of Daisy-Road. It was worth it. What a ride though.”

“Exactly what I was going to bring up. I need you as a private eye.”

“For real?”

“Yes…”

“What do you need me for?”

“Simon… My younger cousin… I haven't seen or talked to him in almost two months. I rarely skip three days without seeing or speaking to him. He didn’t go to work. Nobody saw him. It’s as if he simply vanished. It’s starting to scare me a little. We might not be that close, but his family and I fucking need to make sure nothing bad happened to him. It could be a rival gang or something. It could be happening.”

“Um… Do you think he simply got out of town?”

“No idea. I don’t think so. Knowing him very well, he would have said something. To me, at least.”

“I see…”

“So, that’s why I’m asking for your input. I’ll be honest, I didn’t always believe in your skills, but I already tried multiple times to seek another private eye and there’s no one I can trust in this city… The truth is: Even though I’m not fully comfortable with giving this to you, you kind of got better at this since you started. I’m willing to give you a chance.”

“... Of course! Yes. Calm down. I will help you. But I think I’d need some time off from work for this investigation… I mean… Time off from working at the club…”

“... Good...”

“But while I was gone, if you were so worried about him, why didn’t you come to the police during my absence?”

“The police? That’s a good joke…” He laughed it off. “... No. I prefered waiting for you. Like I said, I don’t trust a lot of people.”

“I believe that...”

“So, anyway, How was your trip? Did you solve your case? How did it go at Daisy-Road?” He asked her, truly interested in what happened there.

“Um… It wasn’t too bad…”

What Richard just asked her immediately made her think about what happened after she managed to crawl out of the chalet where the three drug dealers trapped in the basement. Semi-unconscious, Cynthia kept crawling in the sandy beach. Sand piled up between her fingers as she was too tired to walk. She descended in this Limbo-esque stage as only covering up her face with her palms on her way out of the house didn’t fully help her avoid the effects of the Cherry Bomb.

She was drugged once more. Currently unable to flee, she wasn’t surprised to see the three young men easily catch up with her on the beach. But because of the Cherry Bomb effects, she didn’t see them as boys, she once again saw them as heroic-looking Allosaurus breed Saurius. Tall. Muscular. Sexy. Perfect. And, the three boys still saw her as that gloriously thick Brachiosaurus breed female Saurius. They gathered around her as she tried her best to crawl forward, with her big butt sticking very high in the air. Outside the chalet, there was a spotlight that illuminated most of the area surrounding the home. It clearly illuminated the Saurius Cynthia as they ganged up on her.

The burgundy Allosaurus knelt behind her, pulled, and lowered her bikini bottom before rubbing his glans all over her clitoris and her vaginal lips. He teased for a while before finally ramming his dick down her pussy. He even grabbed her town map and used it to casually hit her big, fat butt with it as punishment for attempting to escape them.

The dark gray Allosaurus got on top of her, on top of her bare back, riding her as he rubbed his penis all over the back of her neck. He also poked and then played with her side-boobs which he had perfect access to. They were so huge he could pull them on the sides and make them sit on her own back. At this point, Brachiosaur Cynthia was still trying to crawl forward, which made it all the more funnier for him as he mounted her.

Finally, the green Allosaurus stood in front of her, in front of her face. When she crawled forward, he simply walked backward, maintaining a perfect distance with her without having to stop or pause anything. He toyed with her face. Using his huge glans to poke at different corners of her face before ultimately shoving it down her mouth and then her throat.