"Yass, baby! Do that sexy move again!" Dash Parr said while he watched his sister, Violet, contorted around the metal bar, where she did a pole dance at Bate's motel. He was sitting on a chair, looking good in a red robe with his arms behind his head. The stout speedster was on the verge of bursting into tears after seeing Violet grow into a stunner she was now. Gone were the days where the girl was still an underdeveloped child. Violet had matured into a lovely and LEGAL individual LIKE HIMSELF. They have their birth certificates to prove it. Dash even had thick lice-covered pubic hair to certify that he truly was indeed a man amongst boys.
"Like this, Daddy Dashy?" asked Violet. She amateurly spun around the iron shaft like rotisserie chicken.
Although it was awkward to look at, Dash didn't care. To him, it was totally hot, specially it was his sister performing it in lingerie.
"Yeah! The Dash likes! Spread those legs more, Vi!" Dash demanded, "Show me the Spot!"
Violet did what she was asked and Dash moaned like a cow, facing the luxurious ceiling of the motel with joyous satisfaction. He then proceeded to hump the air at Mach speed due to his hormonal changes. He was ready, and he knew Violet would be as well. Dash decided that today would be a watershed moment in both of their lives. The day they would undergo doing it. He's planning not to leave his sister's cave until ten-thirty.
Dash went closer and slapped both his sister's bottom, prompting the unprepared girl to slap her brother back hard across his tiny smug face, which caused him to look at her blankly, perplexed. They stared at each other fiercely as if they were going to start a fight. And suddenly, they locked their lips together ferociously with immense lust. As they were about to start their activity, out of nowhere, the sky, without warning, glowed and what appeared to be a meteorite rocketed across the heavens. The couple came to a halt and looked out the window as a result.
Dash gazed with utmost concentration at the gleaming object. It appeared to be familiar.
"Wait is that..." Dash pondered.
"Dad!?" said Violet. Then the object they recognized as their father went into a descent and exploded.
As the aftershock cleared most of the structures around the premises, Violet swiftly defended themselves with her projected forcefield. When it was safe to go outside, the two checked ground zero to locate their fallen father. Wrecks of metal parts were scattered across the area, yet there were no signs of life. The then cried for they had lost their beloved dad. After a thorough mourning, they headed back to continue their lovemaking; that was when a cough was heard.
"What was that?" Violet inquired.
"Over there!" Shouted Dash.
They foraged around for a while and finally discovered a rat in fatal condition, squirming under what seemed to be crushed parts of something phallic. Specifically, alloy foreskin.
Dash poked the rodent, at his ginormous ballsack, and the creature woke up instantly with a surprised SQUEAK! The furry creature then proceeded to kneel with his arms raised towards the sky and yelled in a very dramatic tone, "OH GOD! WHY WON'T YOU LET ME DIE!"
Confused, Dash and Violet asked what the rodent's name is and it answered, "Remy"
Remy was then questioned by the Parr siblings about what had transpired and the rat explained the previous occurrences.
"This place isn't safe anymore, Helen's offspring!" said Remy, "I must take you far away from here... away from the presence of adults!"
Dash nd Violet looked at each other with doubt. Are they really going to trust a rat? Especially when it had a very perverted appeal. I mean, looked at it's saggy mangey balls and throbbing needle noodle. Is that really someone you can count on? Even with Remy's face alone says sex offender.
"What about mom!?" Violet interrupted.
"Oh yeah her!" realized Remy, "I almost forgot about my human jacuzzi!"
"I know your mom!' he added, "Trust me... like how your dad, Bob, trusted me"
Remy and the couple thereupon circled round town to locate the missing Elastigirl. After a long search, they finally realized what a bunch of dumbasses they were and concluded that the hospital would be the obvious location to find the woman.
Helen Parr aka Elastigirl was at her hospital room, masturbating her newly circumcised penis. It was a depressive jerk to say the least for he had lost everything she loved and fuck: Bob, Frozone and now Remy. She cried as she yanked herself. She's making CUM an acronym for cry until morning. After the unsatisfying erectile consolation, the widow considered ending herself there and then, noosing her neck with her elongated penis, when all of a sudden the door burst open and in came her children and a familiar furry lover.
"Remy!" She yelled, brushing aside both of her offspring.
The rat jumped on Elastigirl's warm embrace, sandwiched by the woman's plushy bosom. They hugged as if they hadn't met for decades.
Dash and his sister watched while their hearts warmed at the adorable moment their mother shared.
After Elastigirl and Remy hugged, they were at a loss for what to do next. They stared at each other with sheer awkwardness. Yes, they're finally reunited but what now?
"You thinking what I'm thinking, Sugar Momma?" Remy smirked.
Elastigirl certainly knew what the vermin meant by that. She placed the rat on the floor and bended over, placing her arm on the bed. She then tossed aside the curtaining hospital gown that shielded her mouth-watering buttocks.
Remy looked up, eyes shimmering for the glory holes Elastigirl was sporting were divine-like.
"You know... I haven't felt you inside my other hole" Teased Elastigirl, shaking her bum and repeatedly popping open her slicky eager asshole.
Remy climbed on Elastigirl's leg, his grip aided by the woman's leg hair, all the while still setting his gaze at the welcoming lips of an anus. Once the critter arrived at the forbidden cave, he pressed his snout on the wet asshole and took in the rancid but captivating odor of Helen's backdoor.
"Uh huh! yes! hmm!" Remy kept saying as he whiffed a fat one from his ass repast, wetting his lips and sipping the moisture using his advanced talents for tasting. Furthermore, determining food just by fecal scent alone.
"Jeez Louise! We got some high quality cuisine right here!"
"Yah senior Remy! I cooked it just the way you want it!" moaned Elastigirl, "Eat up, chef!"
Every intake of the butt perfume gave the rat the slightest idea of what the woman's previous snacks were.
"Jiminy Cricket! If Bob said my ass was a five, then this one's a four!" the rodent critiqued.
The two spectators watched with attentiveness as Remy performed something advanced like ass eating. Violet even jutted down notes on her notepad - The secret to anal consumption.
"Sniff sniff... Oh yeah! Eggs sniff... Sausage, mushrooms sniff sniff... Bread" Remy stated as he tried to guess what Elastigirl just recently ate. But he wasn't sure if that was all. He's certain that he had missed something, something that would determine the past meal. Although it was a vain attempt, the rodent kept pondering; even resorting to finger licking the butthole itself. The grueling effort made Remy hella pissed. He punched his tiny fist into the farthole out of rage and failure.
Pitying the rat, Elastigirl decided to lend a helping hand. "Perhaps this'll help, Remy"
She released a loud fart out of her ass, hitting the rat's full being with the gastral fumes. The ample shooting of gas made him gulp stinky gale down his throat, which sent signals up to his cranium.
"BEAAAANSSS!" Remy cried in joy as he finally discovered the missing ingredient. His hunch was correct. It was a full English breakfast.
Contented, the rodent figured it's time to go in, inside the extensive pathways of Elastigirl's back alley. But as a professional chef, it's a sinful act to go down and dirty - a mortal sin which would result him being shamed by his peers. A chef must be squeaky clean at all times they would say. He needed something that would cover himself from the fecal stalactite that hanged from the rectum's musty ceilings. He looked around the room, hanging one hand from Helen's anus hairs. Then, he saw Violet. The vermin then commanded Violet to project a hamster ball force field, which had enough room for him to run around inside and the girl obediently abided.
Elastigirl, however, wanted it to be bigger.
"I-I never done one that big before" Violet complained.
"VIOLET DO IT NOW!" yelled Elastigirl and her daughter obeyed.
Afterwards, Violet inserted the ball inside her mom's asshole and Remy did the rest. He crawled inside the sphere, making it move deeper into Elastigirl's rectum, powering through the moistening anal bumps. He maneuvered himself forward and backwards countless times to massage the flesh of his human lover.
"HALLELUJAH! REMY YOU'RE SUCH A BLESSING!" moaned Elastigirl. The traversing orb was way better than the dicks and dildos she had before. Furthermore, it surpassed the pleasure of her own bulbous cock which she experimented by inserting it inside herself. Once she felt the huge bead reached the peak of her intestines, she pushed it out like had a massive shit.
"Weeee!" Remy yelled in glee as he slip and slide, left and right inside the intestinal waterslide.
Then, The forcefield blasted out of Elastigirl's ass, followed by a powerful fart. It ricocheted across the room walls, decorating it with brownish polka dotted design, displaying fine works of interior architecture.
"Golly Gee! that was so good!" declared Elastigirl, panting "But it was nothing compared to my two week old long turd"
Her offspring, who viewed the whole lewd scene burst into an applause, giving a standing ovation.
"Thank you! Thank you!" Remy thanked, coming out of his smeared steamy capsule.
"Boy! that activity sure made me hungry" complained Elastigirl.
"We second that notion" Dash raised an arm, "We're hungry as shit!"
Luckily for them, they were at the presence of a well-renowned cook, innovative at that.
"Have no fear! Remy is hear!" declared the rat, "Allow me to get the ingredients"
The rodent then went outside to do the task, leaving Helen and her offspring in eerie silence. Minutes passed, when the rodent returned, carrying ground beef and burger buns.
Dash and Helen celebrated for their savior who promised them to satiate their starvation had returned. Violet, otherwise, did the opposite.
Violet was puzzled. It seems she's the only one who noticed it. They have nowhere to cook! "Wait!? where are you going to cook those?"
"Oh! I have that solved, dear!" assured the rat-chef. Remy told Elastigirl to crawl on all fours and his human beloved did so. He then wiped the sweaty asscheeks with his miniature handkerchief for it was a necessary procedure in the kitchen - always have you equipment polished and germ free. Later, he called dash to his side and whispered him his orders.
Dash nodded and took a long breath. Afterwards, Elastigirl was bombarded with a series of hypersonic slaps upon her delectable buttcheeks!
"OWAAAH YIPPEEE!" moaned the delighted Elastigirl. She sprayed feminine semen out of her squirting sprinkler for the feeling was too sublime. Each contact with her son's palms created a painful but satisfying stings, causing her full-rounded ass cheeks to redden and even heat up at a high degree.
"Watch as I teach you what I learned from the streets, Helen's Offspring!" bragged the vermin cook, testing the heat of the smooth grill. He scooped the juices that showered out of Elastigirl's flower and poured it on the glowing red pearls that was the asscheek grill, serving it as oil alternative. Remy then squashed the beef into patties and delicately placing them on fiery surface of the butt, dipping the tip first, causing it to sizzle after making contact with frizzling jizz drizzle. The rat proceeded to press the beefy delight onto the organic grill, making it steam even more.
"Oh god from heaven above! Please me, Remy!" screeched Elastigirl, "Turn it around and just tease me, Remy!"
Remy smiled. He had no idea Elastigirl was a decent cook. Bob told him that her cooking sucks. If such was the case, how did she know when the patties needed to be flipped. The rodent therefore flung the patties sky-high, letting them somersaulted up in the air and landing on Elastigirl's glowing ass with hard oily spanks.
"Ahehe! That slaps, Rem Rem!" Elastigirl chuckled, her moans caused the erection of Remy's salami as he whistled while he worked.
The next step on his cooking show, Remy demonstrated how to perfectly toast the buns because what is a good burger without the toasted bread. He spread the scorching asscheeks and exposed the brownish burner between the crevices. The rodent then placed the bread one by one between glutes, letting them get singed by the hot toasted tooter.
They steamed. The air was filled with the essence of grease and feces. The patties were cooked after a few finishing touches. They were perfectly cooked brown slabs of succulent beef that only Remy could prepare. The combination of fresh meat precisely mingled with saltiness of Elastigirl's ass sweat transported the consumer on a celestial journey after the first mouthful.
Later, Remy, who was already full, opted to take a break once the four had finished eating all the burgers. He snoozed like a bear underneath the spare buns.
Dash, on the other hand, was still unsatisfied. He wanted more, but the head chef was still sleeping so he decided to performed what he had just learned and asked his mom to aid him in doing so. But without Remy's supervision, Dash hit his mother way to fast, constantly slapping her at light speed, eventually breaking the laws of physics and creating a portal directly on Helen's asshole.
"Oh shit I done fucked up!" cursed the Speedster.
The portal wasn't dying down after Dash ceased his slapping, and something was about to come out of it. It's seen by the bulging asshole like it was about to give birth.
"ARRGHUAHGH! Oh daddy here it comes!" Elastigirl jerked around. A massive being was crawling out of her rectal portal.
"No time for gender reveals now!"
The exiting individual was blonde, nude and brawny. It was Bob Parr aka Mr. Incredible!
"Dad! How the hell?!" exclaimed Dash.
Glancing up at his son, tired, Mr. Incredible replied, "Beats me, I was fucking a ra..." Bob paused then continued, "I was at a rat owned restaurant and ate a burrito then this blackhole came outta nowhere and sucked me in"
Elastigirl and Violet sobbed uncontrollably as they witnessed the miracle. The actual Bob Parr had come back to life.
Mr. Incredible turned a his crying wife, mightily, light shined behind him as he posed.
"Helen?" he called with a charming smile, "Why the fuck are you crying? I'm batshit hungry! go and cook me something, Woman!"
Elastigirl ignored her husband's orders and just hugged him instead. Their penises embraced as well. Elastigirl's cock intertwined with Mr. Incredible's, rising up and wrapping around like a grapevine.
"Holy shit! When did you get such a glorious cock!?" yelled the surprised Mr. Incredible. It's obvious that he's jealous of its size.
After the sweet moment, Mr. Incredible noticed a basket full of buns. Starving, Mr. Incredible went and ate them, letting them fall off into his mouth and swallowing them whole. Unbeknownst to him, Remy was also in there as well!
Elastigirl screeched, "Bob, you dumb fuck! You ate Remy!"
Mr. Incredible's eyes bulged out, his cheeks full of bread.
"Remy-Wemy?" the man asked retardedly.
The group panicked. They did everything they could but failed to make Mr. Incredible puke out the rat. Then, they came up with the idea of stuffing Mr. Incredible with food until he'd vomit Remy.
Dash rushed out of the hospital, went and stole a bunch of food from nearby stores. Once he arrived, he and his family went to work.
Mr. Incredible was fed with all kinds of edibles. As a result, he was getting fatter and fatter. His increasing lard made the area reek with grease. Mr. Incredible was sweating hard all over his body for he was actually turned on by this.
"Excellent! feed me, my children!" The man ordered before discharging a queefy fart as if his lard wasn't putrid enough.
Moments later, Mr. Incredible was finally stuffed to the brim. he was ready to spew the rat out of himself. He heaved heavily and the vermin was puked out.
"Remy!" bellowed Mr. Incredible with tears of joy.
"Bobby!" Remy the rat cried.
The two exchanged amorous looks and made out. Remy's lips tasted bitter for he just came out of a fucking stomach. To celebrate, the group decided to have another feast. Remy wanted to prepare something special for this occasion, like a chicken meal. he took the whole chicken managed to steal and cut it into pieces. The rat decided to cook fried chicken, but alas! they're short on batter.
"Christ almighty!" Remy knelt defeated, "We don't have any batter in our possession"
Mr. Incredible comforted Remy, his asshole opened as he squatted. "If it's batter you want, then it's batter you get!"
The man then jerked it. It was slow and hard, which made his chubby dangler twitch with arousal. After a few strokes, Mr. Incredible moaned and unleased his masculine Vaseline out of his erupting throbber.
Elated, Remy was energetic again. He let the chicken parts bathe in the ejaculated coating, letting the liquid seep through the meat. And with that, Remy was ready to cook. he needed all the help he could get from the Parrs. He made Elastigirl tie him up with her cock all the while commanding Mr. Incredible to open his mouth wide. Elastigirl then lowered the rodent down her husband's throat. Remy made a peace sign as he descended with the chicken.
When the rodent was right above the stomach acid, he threw mint into the bubbling pool, causing it to sizzle like hell. Afterwards, the chicken pieces were thrown in as well, where it got instantly fried.
Outside, Mr. Incredible was aroused. "WOWZERS! I'm about to let out a doozy!" His acid reflux was off the charts. He burped a mighty burp and boomed a roaring fart, which sounded like the trumpets of heaven as it echoed inside his gut fryer where Remy was stationed.
Once the meat was finished, the rat chef was pulled out from the pot belly, where he then served the fried provisions to the family with pride. The group dined with extreme fulfillment for the food was well cooked.
After hours had passed the family was having a jolly old time until Elastigirl has a stomach ache all of a sudden, her anal portal wasn't closed yet and something was coming out. It was a poking metallic shaft, complete with colorful wirings. It vibrated like an exhaust pipe alongside its sounds of ignited engine. None of man's fantasies can compare to the reality of the peaking robotic cock!
"JESUS H. CHRIST!" yelled Mr. Incredible.
Remy stood there, shocked. He knew all too well who owned that mechanical rod. "Oh Fuck! it's happening again!"
The ass escapee was no other than the villain himself, Syndrome.
Mr. Incredible was appalled. "I thought you were dead!?"
Syndrome crossed his arms in an evil manner, "I was revived by Doctor Emmett Br... You know what? why don't I let the fucker explain it to you!"
The metal man dialed 911 and in a split second, the window blew up and Edna Mode entered the room on a glider.
"Hello Darlings!" she said.
The Incredibles couldn't believe what they have seen. Their own costume designer, A villain! To them it doesn't make any sense but in truth, it does. Emmett Brown starts with an E, and what does E stand for? that's right, Edna Mode!
"Edna! what unfortunate event caused you to do such villainy?!" Inquired Mr. Incredible.
"Because of him!" Edna pointed at the direction where Remy was.
"I don't even know who the fuck you are!" bellowed the confused rodent.
"Perhaps this'll freshen your memory!" Edna remarked as she proceeded to grip her hair and started to rip it off. After all the hair follicles had been yanked off, Edna Mode became a familiar individual from Remy's past.
"Head Chef Skinner!" yelled Remy.
Skinner, former stout head chef at Gusteau's Restaurant, the disgraced Frenchman who lost his job and got replaced by a mere sewer rat had suddenly came back for vengeance!
"Yes! It is I..." repeated the short man as he erased his facial foundations, revealing his thin evil mustache.
"I though I hired John Wick to finish you off!?" questioned Remy, "Like how I took down Chef Boyardee and his wife, Aunt Jemima!"
Skinner laughed and replied, "John surrendered to me after I threatened to fuck his what? twentieth dog? it's either he submits or he'll see his bitch served at the Chinese restaurant I currently worked in!"
Afterwards, the bald midget swoop down on his glider and seized the rodent in his grasps, leaving Syndrome to handle the Incredibles.
Elastigirl went after Skinner, so Mr. Incredible and his offspring were tasked to destroy Syndrome. Violet and Dash battled hard and honorably but the Parr siblings were no match for Syndrome and the maturity of his robo-schlong!
The mechanical defiler was going to commit adultery upon the beaten up juveniles but Mr. Incredible came just in time and fisted the evil doer's villainous anus. His and went deep and punched the android's prostate button. That caused Syndrome's libido usage to increase, providing the perverse robot the urge to play with himself.
"Out of the way! Papi Cindy's gotta play with his twinkie!" Syndrome said, scurrying to the corner where he then sat down, facing the wall, choking his joystick.
Syndrome masturbated so intensely that when his ultimate release arrived, he cumshot his memory card out of his cock slit, resulting him to go into factory reset and dies!
Meanwhile, Remy the rat was on the verge of being anally abused by the French midget until Elastigirl came to his aid. She whipped the gliding dwarf using her lengthened lasso penis and made Remy and Skinner fall off the flying machine.
once freed, Remy sprinted towards Elastigirl and climbed on her head.
"Square up, Hoe!" Skinner threatened as he took out his twenty-four inch erection. He tried to stab his French dong at the woman but Remy pulled her hair, making Elastigirl's breast jut out and punched Skinner right in the face faster than a boxer's jab.
The midget clearly got rocked but stood his ground, "It takes more than a titty punch to knock me down, Mademoiselle... I am a motorboating CHAMP!"
The rodent was impressed and continued to deliver devastating 1-2 combination - they were a direct hit!
Skinner took in extra calcium as the punching tits splashed milk around his morbid face after catching them mammary hands. Unfortunately, the milk only made Skinner grow into a healthy baby boy. He stride menacingly with his juiced up cock, ready for violation. But what is a boy to a man, an incredible man?
Skinner felt something poked his ass. It happened to be Mr. Incredible's heroic wiener. Without giving the Frenchman time to look back, Mr. Incredible served the villain with an ass full of protein style baguette.
"OOH LALA! WEE-WEE! HOHO!" Skinner French-moaned as he felt the pleasure yielded by Bob's chunky Johnson. As he went down with a subway sandwich in his ass, Skinner begged Mr. Incredible to spare his life.
"Please! I'm a father!" he showed a picture of himself with baby Grinch, in a cage that was labelled sold.
Yet Mr. Incredible's face remained stoic. "I am a father too, What makes you so special?"
Then Skinner glared and answered, "Godspeed, Mr. Incredible!"
At the back, the Frenchman's glider suddenly moved on its own and stuck out a penis in front of it. Skinner's nefarious diversion worked! The glider thereupon zoomed towards Mr. Incredible's open behind and dug through the man's anal hole.
"FUCKETH MEEE!" screamed Mr. Incredible as he flew to the sky, writhing his ass on the glider's phallic impaler. The man kept ascending until the the glider blew up with him into pieces.
Liberated from the burly man, Skinner took his chances and skedaddled towards the broken window.
For the time being, Remy, shattered by the loss of his male lover, isn't going to let his old adversary get away with it. He scouted the area and saw Mr. Incredible's severed cock that fell from the sky. He thanked God and rode it. The rat swiftly pulled the pubic level and the balls revolved, making the cock drove off at maximum overdrive. The vehicular penis went roaring directly at Skinner's anus, balls smoking as it scraped the floor. As he was close to his target, Remy left off his peepee jalopy and the unmanned dick sunk into the midget's delicate asshole. Ripples were generated after the cock made contact with the anus.
"SUCK RAY BLUE!" cursed Skinner after the penile suppository plopped inside his compact ass. The rectal intrusion instantly flashbacks him to the time when Chef Gusteau was alive, fucking him from behind that one time at band camp. The most precious event of his life.
"Just how daddy makes em" Skinner reminisced, "My complements to the chef..."
He said those words with a smile. Afterwards, he passed away anti-climactic.
Triumphant, Elastigirl ran towards the rodent. "Remy, we did it! Lo hicimos!"
But as soon as she got closer to the rat, Remy all of a sudden dropped to his knees.
"Remy-Wemy... What's wrong?" she asked.
"It's the fleas, Helen!" replied Remy, "they sting!"
Turns out that Remy has been fighting disease all this time, and now it has taken a toll on him. The dying rat ran his hands on Elastigirl's tear-soaked cheeks and said,
"Remember me, though I have to say goodbye, remember me"
Minutes later, Remy finally succumbed to the plague.
"Farewell and adieu to you, fair Spanish lady..." he said before death arrived to take his soul away.
Subsequently, Helen lay in her restored abode, heartbroken. She had a picture of her beloved rat lover as she solaced herself by relieving those pure moments of pure bliss they shared... and masturbating.
"They were short but at least they were beautiful" she though as her tears fell faster than the cum she just excreted.
THE END
This is the last one I swear... by the moon and the stars in the sky.
