Gloria had quite the nice night out with Moto Moto but hesitates to go all the way. Her "friend" disagrees...
Moto Moto Likes You by senshi05
Deep in a vast African Jungle, Moto Moto puckered up his lips and leaned in make love to Gloria. The big and chunky hippopotamus got him all hot and bothered since the moment he laid eyes on her at the pool. It was only a matter of time before they took things to the next level. However, Moto Moto felt only thin air gracing his lips and opened one eye to find a hesitant expression on Gloria's face. "'What's the matter, babe?" he asked, secretly miffed but trying to be caring.
"It's... not that I don't like you," Gloria swore hastily, turning away in her discomfort. "I just don't know if I'm ready to go 'all the way' all the way." She really did like Moto Moto's swagger and sexy body but couldn't help but feel like something was off. "I'm sorry if I led you on," the hefty hippo apologized, unaware of the peeve expression on her boyfriend's face. "Maybe we could just be friends for the time being?" She turned back around to at least look him in the eye truthfully.
"I guess," Moto Moto sighed, hiding most of his frustration. "Though an ass like your's will make it a challenge for sure, girl." He enjoyed Gloria blushing and giggling at his sleazy remarks before spotting a certain type of flower behind her. "Before we go, I would be remiss if I didn't at least give you something to remember me by," the hunky hippo claimed while walking past his girl and bending over to grab the flower. "Something that's almost as beautiful as your eyes."
Gloria smiled at the touching gesture, charmed by what seemed to be Moto Moto's sensitive side. "Thank you," she cheerfully began while taking the flower. "I'm glad that you're taking this better than most other men." She took a big whiff of the flower's sweet scent while Moto Moto chuckled in a more sinister manner. "Well, I can't get too mad," he claimed in a confident tone. "I get what I want one way or another." His babe was confused before the spores kicked in.
"What do you... mean...?" Gloria managed to get out before a wave of fatigue washed over her mind and body. She wobbled back and forth in trying to maintain balanced before falling to the Jungle floor face first. Moto Moto looked on with a smirk and loved how her chunky caboose jiggled like jello when she landed, snickering villainously. He could hear her straining to form a single word in her paralyzed state and saw her twitching. His boner twitched in response.
"A fun fact about that flower there," Moto Moto gloated while strolling around Gloria's motionless body. "It's got a sweet scent that leaves you complete stiff from the neck down for a good night at least." He licked his lips at the sight of her bubble butt facing up at the full moon for all the world to see, all his for the taking. "Believe me, I've tried it on enough bubbled butt bitches before you flaunted your thing in my face." He bent over to grab her right cheek and grope her.
Despite the paralyzing pollen, Gloria winced as she could still feel Moto Moto kneading her buttock like bread dough. Her heart sank in despair even as part of her mind tried to deny that any of this was actually happening. However, a sharp slap to her ass from Moto Moto's powerful palm confirmed her worse fears. She wanted to cry out for Alex, Marty or even Melman but a few choked up "uh..."s barely left her lips. She was completely at the hunky hippopotamus's mercy.
"Now before you start pointing fingers," Moto Moto began, sauntering away from Gloria's glutes... for now, "I'll have you know I'm the real victim here." He grabbed his bitch by her right ear by bending over and lifted her head up to his crotch. "You see this here?" Gloria was powerless to keep Moto Moto from bringing her snout a mere inch from his throbbing erection. "This is all your doing." She couldn't make a face of disgust but the sentiment remained internally.
"Between your big belly and your bubble butt," Moto Moto declared with a real sense of entitlement, "you got me real sprung back at the watering hole." His boner twitched when he felt Gloria breathing on the shaft. "Now I wanted to court you like a gentleman and not even think about trying all this." The hunky hippo took satisfaction in giving his bitch the punishment she deserved. "And then you play the, 'we should be just be friends' card like the cock tease you are."
If Gloria wasn't already paralyzed, she would've been speechless anyways. The way Moto Moto made her out to be the bad guy held his erection right up to her face felt unreal. He was sleazy and perverse, things Gloria found endearing, but this was downright depraved. "That might work on the wimpy giraffe you got strung along but you forgot one thing, bimbo." Gloria's chin listlessly and roughly hit the dirt once he'd let go of her ear. "I like 'em big... I like 'em chunky..."
Moto Moto half-wished that he could hear Gloria at least whimper for mercy but knew that he couldn't risk her friends being nearby. Alex the lion would be troublesome enough even if he wasn't into meat (allegedly). The hunky hippo already gets a kick out of his bitch laying down with her fat ass in the air like a pair of hills, twitching occasionally. He strolled back around to her bubbly buttocks with a growing sneer, already getting an idea of how to kick things off sexily.
"I heard you crashed here from New York City," Moto Moto rambled while grabbing each buttock with his palms and rubbed them greedily. "Hear they all make great hot dogs way over there." He proceeded to spread out Gloria's cheeks and exposing her puckered up asshole, lifting his enormous erection all the while. "Two soft buns with a long stick of meat smack-dab in the middle," he gloated while pressed the buttocks together with his cock in between. "Sounds delicious."
Gloria's eyes remained unblinking with her mouth agape, capturing the horror she felt in the moment. She could feel Moto Moto rubbing both of her ass cheeks against his bulging erection and that she couldn't do a thing about it. His moaning "Mmmmm"s and "Oh lordy..." stung as she felt herself being reduced to a sleazeball's plaything. Her mind replayed the time she spent with Moto Moto and how... charismatic he had been. He could be off-color but was never like... this.
"Of course, what's a hot dog... without a little mayonnaise?" Gloria heard Moto Moto sneered much to her horror, knowing what that innuendo meant. The hunky hippo spread out her buttocks and pulled back his erection to reveal her tight anus. "Remember this moment," Moto Moto villainously demanded, his locomotive making its way to the tunnel. "You'll know your place before you dare cross me." He was at least delicate in slipping his schlong into the asshole.
The surrounding area echoed with the repetitive tapping sound of a pelvis smacking into bubbly buttocks every half second. Moto Moto gripped Gloria's glutes while thrusting his boner right up her booty hole slowly, biting his lip over the erotic euphoria washing over him. "A... shame... really," he grunted, entertained by how his gal's ass jiggled like jello. "Hoped... you'd give yourself... willingly..." It took all the hunky hippo could to hold back. "Thought we... had something..."
Gloria found herself rocking back and forth on the Jungle floor when the thrusting got rougher. She could only wince so much in her paralyzed state but her helplessness felt palpable on the inside. Her sense of horror grew when she felt Moto Moto's boner throbbing within her butt. "On second thought," she heard Moto Moto gloat villainously, "maybe I'll go for a pair of cream-filled donuts." She let out a few choked cries for mercy, hoping Alex would be nearby. "Order up..."
Moto Moto bit his lower lip and slammed his boner deep into Gloria before blowing his load one creamy shot at a time. He had promised himself that he'd plow the priss's plump posterior since the moment he laid eyes upon her at the watering hole. What he never promised was just how amazing it would feel. Gloria was... glorious. Yet she had the nerve to turn down THE Moto Moto. Punishing her and finishing inside of her felt more satisfying than his usual nightly courtings.
"Before you think you can tell your pals," Moto Moto declared, pulling his erection out of Gloria's booty hole, "don't bother." He let his semen-slathered schlong bob about while he kicked the paralyzed hippo and made her roll onto her back. "A special prize like you belongs to me." The hunky hippo reached down and put his arms around Gloria's wide waist the best he could. "Hope you enjoy my flower collection." He hoisted her up over his right shoulder like she was thin air.
Moto Moto strolled through the Jungle while Gloria's body remained limp yet conscious. He could feel the way she twitched desperately and choked out a faint cry for help. It was music to his ears. The hunky hippo reached his left hand over to grab her perfectly plump posterior and remind himself that it belonged to him. No girl could just waltz around with a booty THE Moto Moto couldn't plow. In time, his new mate would come to understand and appreciate that. In time...
It seems somebody can't take "No" for an answer. :P