Gru x Spongebob x Minions – Despicable Little Slut [Part 1]
(trigger warning: non-con)
Spongebob was not having a good day, to say the least.
Firstly, he had gone to work at the Krusty Krab, however today Squidward was in an especially shitty mood and he had taken it out on the yellow sponge. It had been a long day, and it wasn't even midday.
He sighed tiredly. He was sitting in the back room of the restaurant on his break. He had already cried at Squidward yelling at him in frustration. All he had wanted from Squidward was his love and affection, but it had been evident as of late that Squidward didn't feel the same.
Squidward was out front manning the cash register, before a sudden deafening crash of glass shattering reverberated throughout the restaurant.
"Pyut your hyands up! Thyis is a styck up, nyet?" A deep Russian voice shouted from the front of the restaurant. A chorus of irritating, unintelligible voices arose chanting what sounded like "Banana"?
Spongebob's heart thumped against his moist chest and his stomach dropped. Was this what he thought it was?
"Welcome to the Krusty Krab, how can I help you?" Squidward replied in a monotonous, flat voice.
There was a sudden shout that burst from Squidward, as the deep Russian voice had commanded his accomplices to restrain Squidward. Shuffling came closer to the kitchen and Spongebob panicked. He had no idea who these people were and what they were capable of. He quickly jumped to his feet and sprinted to the back of the kitchen. He threw open the cupboard doors until he found an empty one, and quickly crawled inside and shut the door.
"Vhat vas that? Zhere vas a noise in ze kitchen. Go check it out you shiets"
The deep Russian voice ordered. There was a shuffling as squeaky voices came closer and closer to the kitchen, and before long Spongebob had heard them in the kitchen.
"Banana? Banana!" The voices shrieked. They were now to his right, and he heard them throwing open the cupboards and throwing items out.
Spongebob's breathing grew more frantic and heavy as he saw their bodies right outside of his cupboard through the light that streamed in through the gap of the cupboard. A hand gripped the handle and forced it open.
The light almost blinded Spongebob, but he was now able to see the robbers clearly. They were very short, and pill-shaped. Their yellow skin was similar to Spongebob's, a vivid, almost fluorescent yellow. There were about 5 of them here in the kitchen. Strangely, Spongebob noted, some of them had two eyes and some had one eye, but all were wearing big, chunky goggles. Their eyes blinked in shock, before a devilish grin overtook them and they shrieked in joy, "Banana! BANANA!"
Spongebob screamed in fear as they latched their glove-covered hands onto his body. They wrenched him out of the cupboard and Spongebob pleaded for his life with them.
"Please let me go! I'm just a small yellow Sponge! Please!" Spongebob sobbed and begged pathetically.
"BANANA! BANANA!" The short yellow beings screamed in ecstasy.
They dragged Spongebob from the kitchen. Spongebob saw Squidward restrained in the corner of the restaurant, and he was gagged with a sock. His eyes widened in shock as he saw Spongebob held by his arms by these criminals. He tried to mouth something, but there were too many tears in Spongebob's eyes to make out what Squidward was trying to say.
"Oi. Look avt me, slave." The voice commanded.
Spongebob raised his head from the ground at looked at the individual that towered over him. He had a strange body structure; very thin legs but a broad, muscular upper body. Spongebob saw his arm muscles strain and bulge out of his coat. He had a round, bald head and a nose that protruded very far. His eyebrows were set low on his face, and his eyes were darkened as they raked over Spongebob's vulnerable body. He trembled as his eyes met Spongebob's.
"Vell, vell, vell. Vhat do ve have here?" He said in a mocking tone.