WARNING... WARNING... WARNING... (This is blinking lights)
Okay this is where all the sh-t goes down like nuthing in prev. chappies. If you got this far yur a real strong and sexy dude or chick and you appreciate all the wonderful sexual in the world without discriminating against any of it. You know that rapists and homophobes are sexy too even though they are very, very evil and should all be put in jail (then they could have sexy homophobic rapes orgys constantly in jail and it could be on camwhores live streaming video on the internet so that everyone can fapp constantly to it and laugh about how evil they all are).
But Im serious about the warnings! Super duper serious! The sh-t that goes down in this chapter is like first watching Sesame Street and then watching Saw. The tame meekness goes away and gets replced BY RAW, UNCONTROLLED SEXUAL THAT SEXUALS ALL OVER THE PLACE WITH NO REGARD FOR MORALITY OR COMMON DECENCY. The evil permeates the air as Sam and Quorra discover just how depraved they are and how this releases their sexy beastsrapes! But this experience changes things forever for them and the world and nothing if ever the same again. Quorra becomes a flower of peace and savior to the world (like Jesus, Budda and Shiva all combined becuz Jesus and Budda are anti-sex but Shiva is pro-sex and that makes all the diff-i-que).
Their will be blood! A lot of blood! If blood and choking deaths make you puke then don't read it! You chicken wuss!
WARNING... WARNING... WARNING... (This is blinking lights again)
Hey, you! This is now the flashpresent again (on the MOTORCYCLE) and even more Easter eggs are hidden for the readers to find. If you care you can make a sexy game of finding all the easter eggs and put them in reviews but I've given up on you sick little sh-ts who refuse over and ovger to do a simple photoshop job of the lovely Quorra in a diaper bikini. Nothing works with you guys. I was nice and I was mean and I begged and I bribed and I turned into Master Punishment and I show you how with my own FAIL attempt as a lame guide, and now I give up and maybe you pity me and do it anyway. DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!
(START OF STORY AGAIN CHAPTER 5.5)
Sam finished crying and then Quorra with her newfangled sexual education from the eyephone and the internot downloading directly to the sexual cortex in her brain.
Sam says, "I want to put white pee in your belly!"
Quorra jumps the motorcycle off the bridge, using the for a ramp a van just like the Inception guy's van. The motorcycle ramps up in a blaze of glory and flashes in a big arc, shooting fire behind it, and lands in the river below where the air bags inflate and make it float.
It is now a motorcycle raft and the fire is gone away becusz the water killed it. Sam was burned just a little but the glass fragments in his injured hand were now cauterised shut so that the glass wasn't visible and couldn't hurt him ever again.
The GPS (which was not TomTom) said, "Cr-p, get in the car! It's a river!"
Some green ducks were cirling the raft which made Sam think maybe he had drunken so much Coors Light that he was hallucinating, but then he remembered that green ducks are natural in a riverine habitat and that he hadn't drank anything all day (but if you don't drink enough water you can hallucinate too but Sam didn't know aboot that).
Then Sam realised that he couldn't pork at all! He had forgotten the condoms!
It is completely naughty and irresponsible to pork anyone, a dude or a chick, unless the dude has a condom or unless the chick (both chicks if its two gay chicks) have one of those girl-condoms thats like a circle and a floppy pouch. No-condom porking leads to STDs and kids, which ruin all you fun becuz you man bits or lady bits are too sore and oozing gross stuff for ever s-x again and then with babies you have to like breastfeed them and clean up they're puke all day long and you never go to parties any more and instead of playing video games you have to join these political groups for or against other parents where you bitterly argue about Attachment Parenting and whether its the best thing ever or the worst thing ever, and you hate and slash the tires of whoever is on the opposite side from you.
Sam says, "I'm sorry lovely Quorra, but for the good of our futures and for the sake of our responsibility to society, the party scene, and the environment, we can't pork each other until we go to the condom store."
Quorra snatched the eyephone (but not with her snatch, ha, ha, ha, that would be hard) and downloaded condoms from stores on the internet! She printed them out with the 3-D printer in her bellybutton and then put the condoms on Sam's banana.
Sam was now ready for porking, but Quorra was in charge and totally dominating and READY TO MAKE SAM WHIMPER. She downloaded a special attachment for her finger and connected it to Sam's belly button and it started making noise and pumping air.
Sam, frightened, says, "What is that, Quora?"
Quorra just laughed. Manicaly, she laughed and laughed and it was so sexy and d-mn scary that some dudes on the river banks who were watching and fapping to all this had instant orgasms at hearing the laugh. Sam was completely humiliated at the thought of other dudes fapping to Quorra and the lighening shot of adreniline made him juice himself all over the place, but this time it stayed inside the condomans and he just threw off the top layer condom and left the others on.
However, one of the ducks ate the juicy condom, thinking it was a crawdad, but then choked to death tragically and died right there, cradled in Sam and Quorra's arms and watered with their tears. They could do nothing to save the duck. That's why you don't toss used condoms in the river but put them in your pocket to take home (you can even use shellac and varnish to make a scultpture that stands for all you sexual conquests to impress your friends).
But the finger attachment was still working all this time and now Sam was feeling the effects. It was pumping him full of air. His stomach swell up like a beach ball and look like he is preggers. At the same time, it is injecting elastomers into his skin to make it super-stretchy. Sam can only get bigger and bigger as all the air continue to pump inside of him.
"Ah, Quorra, I feel funny" Samuel says.
Sam is sweating and feeling stranger and more sexual than he ever had before in his life as he keeps inflating. He is dizzy and starting to feel almost pukey and everything hurts but he knows he deserves it so its the most wonderful ever.
Sam's fingers swell up and his neck also and he gets moobs (man-boobs) and he looks like one of those guys on TV shows that they have to take to the hospital on a forklift because they got too fat to move and more. Sam struggles and struggles and each little movement in incredibly painful and arousing to his stretched skin and he orgasms three more times before Quorra lose patience and start the porking.
Sam can't see Quorra. He is so swollen and inflated that he can't see past his own stomach, but he knows that someone is trying to pork him and he assumes it is Quorra since he thinks nobody else would have swam out to the motorcycle raft and tried to pork him.
But there is resistance! But Sam thinks he isn't really porking but maybe only partway porking!
Quorra's voice say, "Level 1 orgasm achieved. Highmen is breached."
And then Sam thinks he's maybe porking a little bit more but still not all the way. Their is still a barrier!
Quorra's voice says, "Level Two orgasm acheived. Cl-toris is breached."
And then there was a little more sliding but still not very good and Sam can't think what is wrong.
Quorra voice says, "Level 3 orgasm achieved. G-spot is breached. G-spot squirting will commence in 3-2-1-zero."
Suddenly there was a fountain of fliuds and blood from where Sam couldn't see and the little droplets rained all over his face and moobs. It was starting to feel almost like Real Porking. Sam cried when he thought about the marvelous bukkake. He had blessed those cars on the bridge with his bukkakke, and now he was being blessed with girl-juice bukkkake in return. It was the glorious circle of life (find those Easter Eggs, my pretties!).
At last, Quorra says, "Level 4 orgasm achieved. Cervix is breached. All four gates of femininitty engaged, pronto."
There was suddenly a whole new sexual level of porking and Sam thought, "Yeah, this finally feel like real s-x becuz my schlong got in the place all the way."
But Sam was a little disappoint becuse lady bits don't feel as good as the inside of a dude (but chicks are better than dudes becus youe just flip them over and use the other hole but Sam didn't do that becuz he thinks its gross on a chick but sexy on a dude).
Sam's pecker was getting a real professional massage from all the internet sexual education Quorra downloaded, accept that unlike in the massage therapist's office, his pecker wasn't wearing a towel but rather several condoms (it wasn't the right time of a month for a towel to be there). Quorra had reached over level 9000 on the certified dominatrix scale and she had a major in black rubber outfits and minors in inflation, diaper fetishes and sexy whips.
In internet education, it was much superior to those courses offered by DeVry, University of Phoenix, or all those other sh-t colleges that offer expensive useless online degree programs and then you can't find an accountant job but you've got loads and loads of student loans (however, Quorra hacked into all those colleges and downloaded their educations for free too, just because she's a lone wolf rebel like that and wants to stick it to the man).
Quorra gave Sam a live swirly and he gave her something to suck on.
When Quora had completely satisfy herself, she say, "Impregnation commencing!"
Sam feel the tremendous vaccum suction takes off condom number one... condome number 2...
He struggles, trying to pull his pecker out of the place but he was too blowed up to do it!
Condoman number 3 gone... then number 4... then number 5...
Sam makes a pained noise like a dying duck. There is only one condome left.
And then it gone! All condoms have been sucked into depths of Tron's womb and will never be seen again!
Quorra pulls her finger out of his bellybutton and all the air comes out in a big, farty, wet, juicy plopping, long and loud. During rapid deflation with splattering, comes out air lubricated with elastomers and lymph nodes juice and testosterone!. His whole body is all slimy and back down to it's normal size with all the air having spluttered out. Sam has never felt weirder than before and at that exact moment he imagines Quorra, pregnant, with her belly big and round and swollen and she is wearing the diaper bikini full of squishy smegma like frosting for a bridal cake, and he rubs her hands over her belly over and over again, feeling the tights skin and the stretch marks and she moans.
His imagination makes him create a batch of baby-batter deep in Quorra belly and this exact moment he is not a girl-virgin any more!
Sam pull it out and give a thumbs-up to all the fapping guys watching along the riverbanks (accept it is a different pack of dudes and chicks then before, becasee the motorcycle raft drifted downriver) because he really is loving the humiliation deep down and it gets him off like nothing else ever does. Even he hates it, he loves it, and he secretly hope that someone videotaped it all and will upload it to his grandparents so he'll be burning with shame on facebook.
They drift under a bridge and the chicks on the bridge cheer nude and rain down knickers upon Sam, blessing him wherewithal, and when Sam says, "I just lost my v-rginity" the chicks and ladies cheer even more.
Quorra's quiet voice says, "That's not true Sam!"
"What?"
"Say it again, Sam?"
"What?"
Quorra said, "Sam, you lost you're boy-virginity before me, and just now you lost your girl-virginity, but you have one virginity left."
"Oh cr-p I'm still a virgin," Sam said.
"That's right," Quorra says, "You are NOT A REAL MAN until you lose all you're v-rginity!"
Sam knew then he had to do it, no matter how kinky it was. He had to lose all his types of v-rg-nity and be a real man. That was why Sam Flyn was one of the most manliest mans possible, because when ever anyone said that he had to do something to be a real man, he went and did that thing, NO ACCEPTIONS. Thust his manliness kept accumulting and accumulting to impressive levels.
Qorra said, "You still a virgin in your pee-pee hole."
Sam didn't understand. He was confuse.
Quorra says, "Its called 'urethra stuffing' or 'sounding" and you have never done it. That is when someone takes away the v-rginity of your pee-pee hole by shoving things in it and making sure it is porked really fast."
Sam's mind was boggled by the new sexy. He had never imagined sexual levels so high as this. He wanted to have this kind of s-x the same way your mother wants you to clean the garage or get a job. Their was nothing else that would ever mean more to him in this world or in Tron City on Tron Planet.
Quora's belly button printer created a thing. It looked like a glass thermometer accept it was made of metal! Maybe it would just fit in Sam's pee-pee hole with some painful stretching. (It wouldn't be as painful as kids in a sandbox but it would be a lot more than Mr. Hands, proportionally speaking.) Quorra put the thing (which is called a "sound" or a "stuffer") in her autoclave and sterilzed it so no bacteria would give him a bladder infection (if you don't do this you get really sick and might die!). Quorra also printed up a harness so should she wear the stuffer just like a gay chick porking her girlfriend with a d-ld- harness.
And then Quorra porked Sam real good, right on that floating motorcycle, and the hollow stuffer pumped his own j-zz right back into him.
Sam says, "Why does that happen?"
And Quorra replys, "Its the secret to male multiple orgasms! If you put the man-milk back in, then you can orgasm again right away! You don't run out of it and hafta wait 5 min. until you're body manufactures more of it."
But Quorra was LYING ABOUT THAT, partially. It was actually a plot by her to SAVE THE WORLD.
She was really impregnating Sam with his own semen, and a few minutes later he gave birth to millions of babies through every pore in his skin. The babies were pulsing globs of light about the size of grains of sand. They were digital and glowing. Their cubic shapes dripped and PULsed relentlessly (you know, like a PUL).
They were so shiny and reflective, like mirrors, and they spread all over the world and reflected all the extra sunlight back into space so that global warmning was stopped and THE WORLD WAS SAVED and they also were mean to anyone who wasn't a vegan until THE WHOLE WORLD BECAME VEGANS and all the animals were saved too.
THE END (story is finished)
This is tearfull goodbye to TRON fandom unless someone makes the good Quorra photoshop. Yes, you little sh-ts break my heart with your lazy ways and your reviews that say I am 12 or 14 when Im the exact opposite of 12 and I put so much kinky into each chappie. But maybe you all just badass that way and I should just put on the slave collar and lick you're boots until I'm happy with my issue in life becuz that ir all I deserve.
I go, but maybe I come back. Maybe my devotion to Quorra, the goddess of the Tron City, takes me where others can only imagine going. I go, but I take the lovely Quorra with me. I founded a fandom where everyone likes everyone and all thre reviews are happy. I go to "South Park" fandom, and I take Quorra with me, as long as I can think of a good story. Maybe Style, Creek and Buttman all take turns DP Quorra while she is tied to a bomb that will explode if anyone stops porking her for even one minuet! (You know you want to secretly see it. Only hardcore hentai Quora-lovers can read this far in the story becuse everywon else is a wuss and couldn't take the extreme sexual so they never reddit to the end. You have PERSONALLY REACHED THE ULTIMATE EASTER EGG JUST BY BEING HERE so concratulations)
If you really, realy good to me, maybe I will create prequel and sequel and presentquel with the other chapters that I were thinking about writing, but not in this story becuxse this story is completed forever (and I will prob. add South Park characters at least temp. if I go with that flow).