Hexagonal Strappings

Clammy and moist, that’s how good brawny boys and girls should be. With their costumes, their features should be conspicuous in the most indecent way. Spandex and latex are the only way to go especially if you are going deep underground in a kinky colony!

As a note, this takes place in an alternate world where the rumored Hexagon Rangers came to be with the characters were the "twins" of the mainstream Ninja Storm team (and interestingly, one of them was a twin of the Dino Thunder Red Ranger).

I guess the Rangers can roll up on all sixes!

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Hexagon Up!

The alarm blared in the Hexagon Force’s Command Center. Silhouettes of three figures rushed across the main hallway and through the door. In the brighter illumination of the main briefing room, they were revealed to be three youngsters in academy uniforms. “What’s stirring up things, Commander O?” asked the fair-haired young man in the middle.

“Trouble, Eric,” answered Tommy Oliver in his neat slim-fit suit. “Take a look.”

Eric McKnight and his friends, Kyle and Tally, got a glimpse of what was happening through the holographic projection from the advanced six-sided meeting table. There, they could see the city at night. Not much happened, but the sensor picked up some suspicious movements at the park.

Kyle already knew the problem. “Killzaks,” muttered the youngster while covering his wrist morpher. It was time to go.

“Rangers, you know the drill. But be careful. We have observed an odd behavior pattern from these foot soldiers. They are up to something and I don’t want you to be caught off guard,” ordered Tommy.

“You got it, Commander O,” replied Eric with a casual salute. He turned to his friends. “Ready?”

“Ready! Hexagon Ranger Power! Hyaah!”

They spun their wrist morpher’s core and spiraling Morphing Grid energy enveloped the trio’s bodies, eventually coalescing into red, yellow, and blue ninja-styled Ranger costumes. Eric and his teammates did a fighting pose before they teleported out of the base.

Left by them, Tommy leaned forward to see the hologram closer while chewing something thoughtfully.

The park was desolate. The sun had vanished hours ago and everyone was fast asleep. No rest for the wicked as a small group of Killzaks scouted the empty park with their strange jittery movements. They turned around and scanned around as if looking for something.

It wasn’t an object they were after. It was a location. One of them pointed at a spot near the children’s playground as he displayed a strange green seed in its hand. The others started digging.

Their excavation effort was abruptly interrupted by someone. “YO!” called the Yellow Hexagon Ranger. “I knew I heard there’s a garden party somewhere!”

“It’s a bummer that we’re not invited,” added the cheeky Blue Ranger.

“Mind if we crash in?” asked the taunting Eric as Hexagon Red. His hand was already reaching for the sword on his back.

The Killzaks were alarmed, but the Rangers teleported out of their position to the middle of the crowd. The foot soldiers tried to fight them, but the heroes were too agile and fast for these creatures.

But that didn’t mean the fight was quick. With their deadly red swords, the Killzaks tried to slash the Rangers despite the odds. Their ferocity matched up with their feebleness.

A loud clanking sound was heard when two Killzaks hit their blades against Hexagon Red’s morpher. Eric and the monsters were all stunned, but the team leader used the confusion to shoot the Killzaks with his Hexagon Sword’s laser mode.

As more foot soldiers were defeated, it looked like the Hexagon Rangers got the upper hand. That was until a group of sticky vines wrapped themselves against Hexagon Red’s leg. Before he could understand what just happened, he was pulled from his fighting teammates. “Red!” called out Tally as Hexagon Blue, but a group of Killzaks blocked her from rescuing him.

Eric was grabbed by an invisible hand. Another demonic creature appeared, this time in the form of a female flora-themed monster. “Look what I got,” she hissed.

“Hey, keep your claws away from the nice spandex, Flower Bud!” groaned Hexagon Red as he struggled against her grip.

“It’s Florabundacus, Fertilizer!”

“Nice name for a parasite!” Eric yanked Florabundacus’ hold. He immediately launched a sidekick against the monster, but his adversary teleported out of harm’s way almost just as quickly. His punches, slashes, and kicks meant nothing because he simply couldn’t reach her.

That was before Florabundacus jumped behind the hero. Eric realized it too late as the monster’s whipping veins slapped him right on the back. With a burst of sparks, Hexagon Red was thrown tumbling toward his rushing friends.

They came too late, but now they could join him in agony. “Hope you don’t have allergies!” hissed Florabundacus as she crossed her arms.

A thick cloud of golden dust blew out of her gaping mouth. It was a storm of pollen that hit the Rangers on point. They tried to defend themselves from the sprinkle, but they were already doomed. Their form-fitting costumes erupted with miniature explosions on contact. The once-mighty heroes were writhing on the park’s paved road.

Overwhelmed by ache, Tally was barely able to speak. “We have to… have to reach Commander O!”

Hexagon Red shook his head. Despite the pain that kept on preventing him from getting back up, he refused to yield. “No! Not yet! We can still do this!”

Seeing the Rangers were down and out, Florabundacus. “Should I just leave them to fight another day or should I savor this delicious find?”

She made up her mind. Vines launched out of his hands and bound the Rangers. The weakened Kyle, Tally, and Eric were forced to stand back up no matter how wobbly they were. The trio was then pulled toward Florabundacus just before she took them away with her teleportation. “The three of you will make nice fertilizers for my children!”

“NO!” cried out Eric, grasping his bad decision. His scream was cut short.

The park was empty once more.

Tally woke up gasping. The female Blue Ranger jumped into a fighting pose before realizing the horrible situation she was in. For starters, she was in an unbreakable cage in a dark room. She almost couldn’t see the walls. There, she heard strange sounds that were whimpers and cries. “Hello?”

There were rustling sounds. “Hello, who’s there?” asked the unseen person.

Not just a person, but people. Tally heard multiple voices calling for her help. “What happened? What is this place? Why can’t I go home?”

Hexagon Blue didn’t want to be overpowered by fear. “Calm down, everyone. I’m the Hexagon Blue Ranger. I’ll get us all out of here, okay?”

Another young male voice joined. “Where are we? The last thing I remember was me competing.”

“Yeah, me too!”

“So am I,” said the first girl. “Wait, are we talking about the same competition?”

“What competition?” asked Tally.

“The Young Muscle Competition!” answered all voices in unison.

Inside her helmet, Tally frowned. She remembered a feature of her helmet. “Hang on.”

She tapped the side of her helmet and the dolphin emblem on her helmet’s forehead kindled up as a spotlight. With that, she could see the other cages where muscular boys and girls in exercise attires were held. They were all in a weakened state. Some were even barely able to lean against the bars.

“Help us…,” begged the weakest female athlete as she tried to reach out.

“There’s no way I’m gonna let you all down.” But her confidence was immediately attacked when she heard screams.

There were movements in the cages. Athletes were desperately trying to move away from something. “It’s coming!”

“Wha- What’s coming?!” blurted the confused Tally.

“The plant! The plant has grown!” answered a girl who pointed at something across her cage. Tally saw a disgusting growth with a pulsating bulk.

“Watch out!” called out Blue. She then realized her own situation. The heroine turned around just in time to avoid a disgusting goop that was vomited by a zombie head-like fruit in the middle of a small yet growing pile of veins. She also avoided the darting tendrils that tried to grab her.

“Too slow. Now it’s my turn! Sonic Fin!” In a flash, a megaphone-styled weapon appeared in Blue’s grip. She aimed it at the repulsive plant before blasting it away.

That might be a bad decision as the explosion also damaged the cage. The floor detached itself from the bars and Hexagon Blue dropped to the misty ground.

Tally couldn’t waste time as the athletes’ screams were getting worse. “Hang on, you guys. This time literally!”

Blue carefully aimed her gun at the attacking plants. Each of them exploded like before and the youngsters were thrown to the floor. The impact wasn’t so bad although some of them went rolling by momentum.

Tally helped some. “Are you guys alright?”

Her question was answered by murmuring acknowledgment. Some could only nod. “What happened here? Where are we?” asked one of the burly boys in a sleeveless shirt.

Tally shook her helmet. “My guess is as good as yours although I’m sure that staying here is not a good idea. If I’m correct, the monster that took us here can go back to do whatever evil plan she has in store for us!”

“Lead the way, Ranger,” said one of the girls. Her tone was more of begging. There was no other option.

Tally’s headlight scanned the area. The ground was damp and filled with low mist. There were some dark tunnels in the distance. The smell was putrid. She recognized it from somewhere, but couldn’t identify it. “Smells like Kyle after a long day of training,” commented the heroine. She tinkered with her morpher. “Hold on, I need to contact my teammates. Red, Blue, are you there?”

There was only silence for a moment. Even the coughs of several young athletes were audible. Then, a moment of hope. “Come… Blue… Come in…!”

“Hexagon Red, is that you?” called out the excited Tally.

“... think this thing… busted… can’t hear…!”

“Dammit!” cursed Hexagon Blue. An idea flickered in her mind. “Hey, why don’t I just track the signal echo?”

She changed the mode of her Sonic Fin before dashing toward each tunnel entrance to scan them. The first one wasn’t her luck. The second was a dead end too. The third one? Her weapon picked up the ID signal of Eric, the Hexagon Red Ranger. “Got it!”

“We should go there?” asked a skeptical female athlete as she caressed her awesome muscular arm.

Tally nodded. “We’re gonna rendezvous with my teammates. We can guide you out of here, out of Florabundacus’ reach. After all of you are safe, we’re gonna burn her place down!”

That put a smile on the athletes’ faces, albeit a frail one. “I like the last part,” commented a red-haired boy on the right.

“Right then, let’s go! I’ll lead!”

With her Sonic Fin weapon ready, Hexagon Blue led the pack of male and female fitness and bodybuilding athletes. Her helmet spotlight did its work to illuminate their hazardous path. They didn’t know what could jump out of the dark.

The communicator woke up again. “Come… here! Don’t… here!”

“Red, you’re breaking up! What’s there?”

She tried to tinker with the morpher again, but no change. The answer to her question came too late as the group had already gotten to the tunnel’s end. The situation has turned from bad to worse. Inside her helmet, Tally’s eyes widened.

The other Rangers were there. They were with other groups of young athletes too. But so was evil.

They were all in a gigantic chamber like one of those massive underground flood tunnel systems. The ceiling of that place has been covered by extensive growth of tendrils and tentacles. Some of them were adorned with large multicolored leaves and flowers. But they were nothing compared to the main bodies.

The plants that attacked Tally and the others in their cages were only a miniature version of that monstrosity. Three colossal zombie heads wobbled and moved in a jerky fashion. Their rotten teeth and sunken eyes were nothing but normal. Their mouths spewed a foul smell more intense than the one below the cages before.

“Blue!” called out Eric as the Hexagon Red Ranger. “I told you to stay away from this place!”

“Well, good luck trying to tell me anything with the whole structure blocking our communicator signal!” replied Tally with the same frustration.

“Guys, can we keep the bickering out of the window until we sort this monster thing?” said Kyle as the mediator.

“Is that… Florabundacus?” asked the not-so-comprehending Tally.

“That must be the ‘children’ she referred to before,” concluded Eric as he witnessed the vomited gas form a thick cloud on the ceiling. It was spreading and in danger of exposing the athletes. “We need to get out of here.”

“What wishful thinking, Red Ranger!” rejected a horrible voice from above.

Like a performer in a spotlight, Florabundacus revealed herself in a glow of pollen dust. At first, she seemed to be floating in the air, but careful observation would see strings of veins suspending her body from the shadows.

“You’ll see, Monster. We’re going to burn your garden away!” replied Tally with a heroic conviction.

Hearing that, Florabundacus simply giggled. “On the contrary, you will nourish my Pollen Sanctuary as others have. Your Ranger powers are pathetic, but they can serve as a creative variety to spice things up.”

The big zombie heads disgorged more gas. “Yuck!” commented Kyle.

“How about we play a game?” asked Florabundacus. She didn’t even wait for the Rangers’ approval before continuing. “My children will release a cloud of pheromones that will engulf the whole underground system once ripe. You can, of course, prevent them by getting to the surface and calling your Zord toys, but how long do you think it will take to bring all of these juicy athletes along?”

That stopped the heart of the Rangers for a moment. Even Eric had doubts about bringing the hundreds of these muscular athletes to the service tunnels. The worst-case scenario of leaving them seemed to be the best option.

“No, please, take us!” cried out one of the blonde girls.

Tally heard a voice directly from her helmet. Eric used the secure channel. “We have to leave them, Tally. If we stay here, we’re gonna be in a very bad position to fight against Florabundacus’ children. At least we will have a fighting chance on the surface.”

“But–”

Kyle interrupted. “Commander O will figure out something to fix the athletes. It’s the best we have right now, Tally.”

Hexagon Blue gulped but gave a slight nod. The three Rangers dashed so fast between the group of muscular boys and girls that it appeared that they were teleporting. They then ran away toward one of the dark tunnels.

“I hope that you can come back sooner than my cloud of corruption,” mocked the laughing Florabundacus. All around her, the yellowish musk-smelling gas invaded the lower levels. The athletes were in panic.

Tally’s eyes were watery. She couldn’t believe that they needed to leave those civilians for this. “I hope you know what you’re talking about, Eric,” complained Hexagon Blue.

“No worries, I have scanned the area using sonar.” Hexagon Red pointed at the blue dot at the end of a very long vertical tunnel. It was the sky. “This service shaft leads all the way to the surface. All we have to do is to climb it.”

“Can we contact Hexagon Base?” asked Tally.

Kyle checked his morpher. He even aimed at the distant sky. “No luck yet.”

Out of nowhere, the trio was hit by the worst debauching sensation. Their bodies arched as their muscles stiffened. They let out gasps and loud moans as the invading emotion attacked through a breeze of stingy odor.

“It’s taking over me!” shouted Eric in his desperate attempt to control himself. Every movement he tried to keep himself steady instead brought in arousal beyond comparison. It wasn’t an impression of love or devotion. It was instead of an uncontrolled carnal desire. Hexagon Red’s eyes almost went white before he dropped to one of his knees.

“Muscle and sweat! Muscle and sweat!” Kyle’s hands reached out to the center of this depravity: his crotch. The bulge between his legs grew without his consent. No matter how he denied it, Hexagon Yellow was stirred up by the yellowish musk.

Tally’s raisins went erect. She understood the thickening repugnant fog, but there was nothing she could do as she was battling her own fleshly ambitions. She panted and puffed as her face was drenched in sweat. All made Hexagon Blue’s costume interior smellier than before. “I can’t control myself! It smells so bad, it’s so good!”

Hexagon Red tried to reach the metal stair handle, but a group of arms appeared from the darkness behind him to grab the hero. Eric struggled just like his teammates, but none of them were able to fight the power of dozens of horny muscular boys and girls. The corrupted athletes’ faces were filled with hunger and thirst.

“Don’t think that you’re gonna leave us hanging just before you have the power, Rangers!” yelled one of the herculean girls as she put her grip on Kyle’s arms.

“Don’t think you’re as strong as us anyway!” added the other angry girl as she squeezed Tally’s left balloon to make the heroine squeal.

“Let’s see how good you’d be in handling our horde!” summed up the ginger-haired boy who grabbed Hexagon Red’s grown groin to make him squawk.

The heroes tried. True to god, they tried. But their feeble attempt in escaping the group of lustful athletes only earn them the humiliation of being dragged into darkness.

In that darkness, they were tossed between the burly, sweaty bodies. Florabundacus’ initial exposure left them powerless to resist what was coming. The Hexagon Rangers’ bodies were crushed and squashed between the sticky and damp toned muscles. The athletes’ crazed laughter echoed in the tunnels to give an additional layer of confusion for the heroes. Their tired minds were bombarded from all directions. Their sights, hearings, and even sense of smell were besieged.

One young wrestler took Kyle up on his shoulders and started pulling him down to stretch him. Hexagon Yellow yelled in pain yet also with apparent lewdness. The hero was no longer heroic as his mind was twisted by the monster’s influence. “So sweaty! So musty! I can smell my beautiful armpit ten times over! A hundred times over! Kyaah!”

As Kyle squeaked like a girl, the female Hexagon Ranger kneeled before an Amazonian girl. Her helmet was forced into the wet groin. She could sniff everything as if the head protector wasn’t even there. Tally licked the interior in near-mindless craving. “I am done! I am done!” screamed the former heroine as her arms fondled the massive gluteus maximus of her captor.

Two Rangers were down as Florabundacus observed with pride from a distance. How could the Hexagon Rangers expect victory against such an elegant immorality? But the final show was still coming as she saw the crowd dragged Eric the Hexagon Red Ranger. Sturdy arms hit his helmet until it cracked, then they tore it in half. The team leader’s face was fully exposed, just like his woeful mind. The obnoxious musky gas attacked his nostrils right away to scramble his mind.

Eric’s memories of Ranger training were mixed with a false one of being sluts in training. His mouth went round as he remembered his imaginary training to swallow and stroke the batons of his masters and mistresses. The whipping, the beast of burden training, Eric “remembered” them all. He was at the bottom of the beefy food chain along with his miserable Hexagon Rangers. “I live… I live to be used by our masters!”

“We live to be lust toys!” screamed the other subjugated Rangers as they surrendered to Florabundacus’ corruption.

Eric wanted to repeat the declaration, but his mouth was immediately clogged by one of the boys. He accepted his fate, crying like a failure he was as the athlete ground his baton in and out before unloading himself on the former hero.

Tally’s, Kyle’s, and Eric’s trains of thought simply derailed. They couldn’t form even the simplest cohesive ideas. Their minds were constantly disorganized by the constant exposure to Florabundacus’ pheromone gas. All they knew now was the obligation to serve the hundreds of steamy young athletes.

The time has come to entitle the Rangers to their new status. Three athletes came forward before removing their dirty jockstraps. They deliberately stretched the belts before letting them slap back. With their broken helmets on the mucky floor, Eric and his teammates were unprotected from the stench. But it was nothing compared to what they needed to endure afterward.

“I beg you, no-” Those were Hexagon Red’s last words before he was forced to wear the dirty jockstrap over his face. His mouth and nose were fully in touch with the jizz and other disgusting fluid. The stretchy belt shrank to fit the head sizes, even suffocating them deeper into the mind-destroying goop.

Eric and his teammates barked like tamed dogs. They licked and sucked in the ultimate testament of dominance. They shrieked as if grieving the death of their heroic spirits.

Such abuse was enough to break the Hexagon Rangers’ will. Their transformation into the team’s wench was complete. With Eric, Kyle and Tally began their new lives in the underground kinky colony forever bathed in the athletes’ juicy sweat and muck.