Attention Reviewers: Some people reading this "story" seem to be taking it more seriously than I intended, so review and tell me if I should start taking it more seriously.

Author's Note: I've learned that people are okay with a talking penis but not okay with twincest while their parents go at it in the front seat. Go figure. Oh, and the spell is broken!

Dustin in Heat

Chapter 12: Let's Never Speak of This Again!

Dr. Luvin was on a tropical beach, soaking up the sun while watching the natives soak up something else entirely. Hint, hint. Okay, they were filling each other with sperm!

Yes, it was the good life and Dr. Luvin could simply forget that minor mistake he'd made all the way back in Blue Bay Harbor. After all, what could possibly have gone wrong?

Dustin awoke to the sound of himself screaming. He had never felt so much pain in his life. Looking around, he noticed that he was lying in the forest and he was naked. Moreover, he was covered in dirt and a layer of his own sticky white cum. Looking further, he found the source of his pain. He had a giant dildo stuck up his ass.

Using both hands, he slowly slid the massive manmade member out of him, whimpering with each tug, until finally it popped out. He studied the thing in his hands and wondered why it had been stuffed inside him. Also, why did he feel like a Twinkie? You know, yellow ranger on the outside and white and creamy on the inside.

The last thing he remembered, he had been riding with Hunter and Blake. There was something after that, but it was all fussy for some reason. He also felt like a stuffed animal. You know, fuzzy memory and filled with stuffing.

Looking down at the trail of dustinector across his tanned chest, he figured he must have liked plowing himself with the dangerous dong of doom, but where had it come from? And why did it have a strap. Maybe he was supposed to hook the strap to his legs so he could raise and lower his legs and ram himself. Curiosity briefly made him want to try this before he remembered the pain and stopped himself.

Instead, being the earth ninja he was (as well as part dog, at least after all the doggie style he did!), he dug a hole and buried the strap-on. Out of sight, out of mind after all, right?

Satisfied, he then looked around for his clothes. "Clothes! Here clothes!" he called, whistling. Well, it was worth a try. He decided his best bet was to streak home, so that's just what he did. He streaked home. Oh, and he used his ninja streaking ability too.

"Blake, what are you doing?" Tori screamed. She was on her back in the middle of the woods and Blake was on top of her and she could clearly feel something penetrating in a part of her that had never been penetrated before.

"Huh?" Blake asked, looking around. He couldn't remember how he got in this position, but he liked it. "I'm finally toping!" he shouted for the world to hear. "Can I at least finish?"

"Are you wearing a condom?" Tori asked him.

Blake looked down, sliding his blittle blakey slightly out of Tori's tight torgina. "No," he replied.

"Then get off me!" she shouted, shoving the younger Bradley off (and out of) her.

Immediately, Blake's thunder thimble began to spasm, shooting his thunder seed all over the dirt.

Tori felt her vagina, making sure she hadn't been impregnated. That's when she noticed her rear hurt and, upon placing her fingers over it, she discovered she had been filled with her boyfriend's seed in the rear already. "What have we been doing out here?" she asked, looking around.

Blake shrugged. "Having sex?" he suggested.

She glared at him. "Did you give me a date rape drug?"

"No!" he insisted, pausing. "Unless I gave it to myself too. The last thing I remember is being at the track with Hunter and Dustin. What about you?"

Tori thought for a moment and an image flashed into her mind. She saw Blake barebacking his older brother against a tree. "So, that's all you remember doing with Hunter?" she asked.

"Yeah, why?" Blake asked cluelessly.

"Uh, no reason," she mumbled, storing away the image for blackmail later.

Blake looked around some more. "You think Hunter's wondering where I am?"

"Probably," Tori replied. "And if you tell him that you were finally able to top, I'll dildo you so hard you'll have 'riding injuries' for a month!"

Blake gulped. "I get it!" he assured her.

"Now, let's find our clothes," she added, standing up.

"Hey, Tor, you think we can do that again?" Blake asked hopefully. "I've got some condoms in my pants. If we find them that is."

"You carry condoms with you?" she asked.

"You know, just in case one day you…" he began before noticing the look in her eyes. "Nevermind."

"That's right, naughty boy," Tori scolded, spanking Blake's bare buttocks and leading him toward her van.

"Ah," Shane sighed. He had just been having the most awesome wet dream ever. It felt so real. But what was it about? And why did he still feel like his giant skatower was inside someone's warm skatunnel?"

He opened his eyes to see a naked Hunter staring down at him, blinking. "Why? What? How?" Hunter stuttered.

Shane looked at his naked midsection and the crimson ranger sitting on his lap and he knew exactly where his skaterection was. "Dude, did we just…" he began.

"I… think so," Hunter replied, eyes still wide.

"Uh, you can get off now," Shane suggested. He started to grab the blonde's hips to lift him, but he felt awkward touching another guy's naked body. Then he reminded himself that his dick was inside another guy's naked body.

"Oh, yeah," Hunter realized, lifting himself up. And up! Sheesh, Shane was huge! Finally, Shane's ten-incher slid out of him and fell harmlessly against Shane's black pubic bush and lower abs, some of his fresh seed dripping out and falling onto Shane's skater balls.

"Do you remember anything about… us?" Shane asked slowly.

"I remember us being teammates," Hunter replied, feeling his sensitive hole. "I don't remember… this. I remember I was at the track with Dustin."

"And I was at the skate park when Dustin showed up," Shane added, realizing. "Dustin?"

"What does he have to do with us having gay sex?" Hunter asked, looking for his clothes.

"We had gay sex?" Shane repeated, horrified.

"Yeah, what'd you think?" Hunter asked. "But why? I mean, Dustin sure, but you?"

"So, does that mean I'm ga—Wait, what about me?" Shane asked.

"Nevermind," Hunter said dismissively. "I gotta find Blake. I have this weird feeling he's in trouble."

"Yeah, same feeling I have about Dustin," Shane agreed. "And, look dude, let's forget this ever happened."

Hunter looked Shane's naked body over and noticed sperm (presumably his own) leaking from Shane's bulgy buns. He nodded. "Deal."

Ah, the clockwork harmony of being part of a machine. The pistons pumping and grinding. The pleasure and the pain. Wait, machines can't feel either of those things! So, much to Cam's disappointment, his childhood dream of being a machine was once again crushed. Instead, he was lying on his back with one Cyber Cam sitting on his lap, riding his sensitive equipment while another Cyber Cam was slamming his own virtual equipment in and out of Cam's increasingly sore rear access panel.

Cam was always a calm person, not prone to over reacting, but this particular situation seemed to warrant a little over reacting. So, he settled for a disappointed sigh. For Cam, that was about as much of an over reaction you were going to get. Then, he proceeded to analyze the situation. 1. He was having sex with cyber versions of himself in the woods. 2. He had no memory of how he got here. 3. Sex felt good. He would store that last point away for future study. For now, it was time to end the experience. Well, one more moment couldn't hurt.

"Ah," Cam grunted, releasing a load of built up camcum while simultaneously feeling of load of cyber sperm being deposited in his rear access panel.

Alright, enough was enough.

"Cyber Cams," he addressed, "return to Ninja Ops and wipe your memories of what we've been doing out here."

The two Cyber Cam's pouted but obeyed, vanished into thin air and causing the sperm he'd just deposited to fall on his hairless balls.

Since his own memory seemed to have already been wiped, he figured his work was done and he might as well return to Ninja Ops.

Now why was his rear still filled with sperm if it was cyber sperm?

Nearby, kelzaks that had been kelbacking each other suddenly stopped, looked around and scurried off, while overhead Dr. Funk You Up looked at the massive Megazord with its missile shoved dangerously up his backside music maker. "Surfing on a rocket," the enlarged alien started to sing just as the Megazord fired the missile out of its crotch and Dr. Funk You Up was permanently funked up.

Meanwhile, Lothor and Sensei had found themselves in an unusual situation. Namely, Sensei's ridiculously oversized sensational sensaber was shoved inside his mortal enemy Lothor's lothrilling lothorump.

Lothor stared at the guinea pig, blinking.

Sensei stared back at the evil space ninja, also blinking.

This continued for a while until Lothor started to speak, but then he stopped himself.

Sensei twitched his nose, but was also speechless.

Lothor's penis decided to break the silence. "Just hurry up already!" it insisted. "I want my turn again."

The two blinked some more before Sensei extracted himself from his evil twin brother.

"Hey! I wasn't done!" Sensei's penis whined. "What's wrong with you two?"

"Beats me," Lothor's penis told Sensei's penis.

"Beat you?" Sensei's penis asked. "I guess that's at least some action."

The two talking penises then began rubbing against each other and moaning in pleasure until the two communicative cocks came convulsively and covered each other with copious amounts of cum.

"This never happened," both Lothor and Sensei said simultaneously.

Nodding, they went their separate ways. It was understood that they'd both be enemies again… once their penises stopped saying how great the other was.

Throughout the city of Blue Bay Harbor, the moment Dustin had finally gotten off (ejaculated), the affected citizens got off each other. Well, most anyway. And, those that had been dancing also stopped once Dr. Funk You Up was blow up. And, with the line, "Let's never speak of this again!" life returned to normal…

One way or another, everyone had managed to find clothes and arrived at Ninja Ops. Both Hunter and Shane were relieved to see the blissfully clueless look on Dustin's face and the satisfied look on Blake's face. But, as they descended down into their underground base, the rangers were quiet, not making their usual lame jokes and one liners. Instead, they just gathered around the table in the middle of the room and waited for Sensei to begin.

"Rangers," Sensei addressed, "Cam informs me that a monster attacked the city, causing residents to dance, no doubt to their doom, but you managed to defeat it with your Megazord's new crotch rocket, or crocket."

The others' eyes darted around, but they all nodded, pretending that they remembered this.

"As for me," Sensei continued, "it seems I am unable to remember the events that transpired during that time. It is possible I was affected by Lothor's monster's spell and was dancing as well."

Suddenly Dustin started laughing and the others looked at him with confused glances.

"Dustin, is there something you wish to share?" Sensei asked.

"Have you ever seen that Hamster Dance website?" he asked.

"There is a website with dancing hamsters?" Sensei asked curiously.

"Totally," Dustin agreed. "They're like dee dee dee do da dee dee." He then began dancing around while humming the tune.

Everyone gathered around him. "Cam, Dustin's still affected by the spell," Shane announced, concerned. "We have to save—!" Dustin's flailing limbs smacked him in the face.

"He's out of control!" Tori shouted as she was also knocked senseless.

"We're doomed!" Hunter added as he was thrown on top of his brother. "Bro, why does this seem so… familiar?"

"Chill," Dustin said, stopping his wild moves. "I was just showing Sensei."

The others then calmed down, nursing their injuries and returning to their seats.

"Alright, as I was saying…" Sensei continued.

"Wouldn't it be awesome if they had a dancing guinea pig website?" Dustin interrupted. "Dude, I know! I bet Cam could totally make one. And you could be the dancing guinea pig, Sensei."

"Dustin, your enthusiasm is appreciated," Sensei told him, "but now is not the time for me to dance."

"Aw," Dustin whined, pouting.

Suddenly Shane and Hunter were at Dustin's side. "Are you okay, Dustin?" Shane asked, concerned.

Hunter settled for a supportive back rub.

"Yeah, dudes, I'm fine," Dustin replied. "I just wanted a dancing guinea pig, you know?"

"We know," Hunter replied in a strangely gentle tone.

Dustin liked the attention, but it was kind of strange, especially with Hunter licking his lips and Shane blowing in his ear.

"Guinea pigs can dance?" Blake whispered to Tori.

"If they can talk, I guess they can," she concluded.

Blake then turned back to his brother and couldn't help but feel some burning jealousy for all the attention he was giving Dustin.

"He's fine," Cam interrupted them, walking over and pushing the crimson and red rangers off Dustin. Cam then patted Dustin on the head, which turned into a head rub. Dustin's wavy brown hair sure was soft. But, as Dustin purred like a cat, Cam stopped himself and slipped back to his computer.

Shane stopped rubbing Dustin's shoulders and wondered why he felt so concerned and… affectionate toward his best friend.

Meanwhile, Hunter removed his hand from Dustin's lap and set it over on his brother's lap. Blake then nuzzled into his side. This was a little odd, but the two liked it.

Tori just glared at the bonding brothers.

"Now, where was I?" Sensei asked. "Ah, yes, I was going to ask if any of you could tell me what happened during the period of time I seem to have forgotten."

The others looked at each other, waiting for someone else to answer.

"Uh, we destroyed one of Lothor's monsters?" Shane offered. He'd heard Sensei say something about that. He didn't feel like bringing up that, although he didn't remember it, he was pretty sure he'd spent the whole time having sex with Hunter. And he had always thought gay sex would be gross…

"Besides that," Sensei replied, turning to the others. "Tori, what about you?"

"Uh…" she mumbled, picturing herself on her back about to be impregnated and both her and Hunter's backsides overflowing with Blake's seed. "It was a beautiful day and I decided to take a walk." She added a friendly smile to really sell it.

"And the rest of you?" Sensei asked.

"I was at the track with Hunter and Blake," Dustin answered.

"Yeah!" Hunter said, glancing between Dustin and Blake.

"That's what we were doing," Blake added, patting his brother's leg while Hunter wrapped an arm around Dustin.

"You know how us Bradleys like riding together," Hunter added, rubbing the two tanned teens' shirts.

Tori covered her mouth, stifling a chuckle. Oh, yeah, they like riding alright. Suddenly she remembered something. Where had she put her strap-on? She felt her crotch. Not there. She grabbed Blake, turning him over and studying his butt. Nope, not there either.

"Uh, Tor, did you lose something?" Blake asked as she rubbed his buns through his jeans and Hunter glared at her.

"Yeah, I lost my…" she began before stopping herself and noticing every eye on her. "Uh, must be at home."

Blake patted Tori's back and leaned forward, whispering, "It's not your virginity you're looking for, is it?"

"No, I'm not looking for my virginity, I'm looking for my penis!" she argued before realizing she'd spoken a little too loud. Okay, so she shouted at the top of her lungs.

"So, I did not miss anything then," Sensei concluded.

"Tori has a penis?" Dustin just had to ask. "Awesome." The others looked at him oddly, but he just shrugged. He didn't know why, but it just sounded awesome. After all, penises were awesome! "Detachable penis," he then began to sing quietly to himself.

"We all share your fascination with Tori's penis, Dustin," Sensei told him, "but it is time to continue your training, rangers. I have a feeling that, when Lothor next attacks, he will be more ruthless than usual. Also, I assume he will walk bow-legged. Now, on with the training."

While the others began their training, Cam continued to stare at his monitor until Sensei hopped over to him.

"Cameron, you should train as well," Sensei advised. "You are a Power Ranger now."

Cam blinked, turning from the screen. "Sorry, dad, I'll… join them."

Cam couldn't say it, but the awkward tension he felt was because he'd reviewed the security footage for his time in Ninja Ops. Apparently, he was masturbating in front of his computer, then he had sex with Dustin, followed by Hunter and then Shane and Blake. Some Cyber Cams were thrown in for good measure too. He wondered if he'd also had sex with his father. That would explain why the guinea pig didn't remember anything and why he seemed to be walking funny. Well, even funnier than a guinea pig that walked on its hind legs. Yet, the one person he never seemed to get any action with was the one girl on the team, Tori. He'd only had gay sex.

As he looked at his teammates and their awkward glances at each other, he wondered if they remembered or if they too had been so traumatized by the wild and crazy constant Cam sex that they'd blocked it out too. Either way, he felt guilty. He could have ruined their team unity and he really didn't know why he did it.

The only person unaffected seemed to be Dustin. While Hunter and Shane exchanged odd glances and Tori and Blake looked at each other strangely, Dustin seemed blissfully oblivious. Oh, how Cam envied his naivety, his innocence, his sweet succulent lips. "Gah!" Cam gasped.

"Dude, you okay?" Dustin asked, concerned. "I didn't hit you that hard, did I?"

Cam paused in his sparring. "No, I'm fine," he promised, watching the earth ninja's agile form move in his tight training suit. Apparently the memory loss hadn't taken away everything. Cam still cared for those he'd had sex with, especially Dustin. That, and he really wanted to do it again, but to remember it this time.

To be continued…

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