In the town park, Delivery Debbie is standing there with a pizza box in her hands. That's when there's a flash of light from behind a lightpost. Odd Squad agents Olympia & Otis come crouched & running out from behind it. Olympia looks around but Otis sees what they're looking for. He taps Olympia on her shoulder and then points over to Delivery Debbie.
"Good eye, partner," Olympia acknowledged with a smile, giving him a high-five as they celebrated their successful teamwork.
"Thanks," Otis answered, returning the high-five with a grin, feeling proud of their accomplishment.
They both hastily made their way over to Delivery Debbie, who frantically waved them down upon spotting them approaching.
"Odd Squad, thank goodness you're here," the frazzled woman announced, raising the hand that didn't hold the pizza box.
"What seems to be the problem Delivery Debbie?" inquired Olympia, her trademark smile adorning her face.
"Well, you see, it all started when I received a delivery order to bring this pizza to... you know what, I think it'll be easier if I show you," Debbie explained.
With that, Delivery Debbie opened the pizza box. Olympia and Otis peered inside, their amazement palpable as they beheld a mini Soundcheck concert nestled within the pizza box.
"Take away one, gotta add one. Take away one, gotta add one, rap to me, rap, rap, rap, rap to me," serenaded Soundcheck from their miniature stage.
Just then, the diminutive Soundcheck band and the crowd inside the box acknowledged the presence of Odd Squad watching them.
"Hey, Odd Squad!" exclaimed Soundcheck in unison, waving enthusiastically at them.
"Whoa..." murmured Olympia and Otis simultaneously, shaking their heads in disbelief.
"That is undeniably odd," Olympia added.
Debbie's voice was filled with disbelief as she recounted the strange events of her failed pizza delivery. "I know, right?" she exclaimed. "I was supposed to deliver this pizza to the park for a Soundcheck concert. But when I got there, there was no one. Then, I heard something coming from inside the pizza box, and it turned out that Soundcheck was in there. But I made the pizza myself. And I know for a fact that Soundcheck was not an ingredient." She added
Otis, trying to get to the bottom of the bizarre situation, inquired, "Yeah... I think I know what the problem is. Did you happen to hang up the phone before the call was finished?" He asked
Debbie paused for a moment, trying to recollect the details. "Now that you mention that, I think I did," she remembered.
Olympia, with a sudden realization, interjected, "Then that must be it. You have a case of 'Paradoxiaitous.'" She replied
Anxious for a solution, Debbie asked, "Well, can you fix it?"
"Of course, we can," Olympia confidently claimed.
Olympia reached behind her back and produced a mysterious gadget. She aimed it at Delivery Debbie's pizza box and zapped it. Curious and hopeful, Delivery Debbie opened the box again, and they all peered inside. To their amazement, a fresh, steaming pizza greeted their eyes. After closing the box, they turned their attention to the park, which was no longer empty. The concert crowd and Soundcheck had magically appeared.
"Thanks, Odd Squad!" Soundcheck shouted from the stage waving at them
"Thanks, Odd Squad," Debbie said turning back around to look at Olympia and Otis
"Anytime Debbie. Happy to help, have a great day." Olympia assured that as she made some type of gesture with her hands
Olympia & Otis both turn around and try to leave a certain way but they bump into each other and then go back & forth jostling each other around until they get their directions right. When they do Otis takes off first & then Olympia follows after waving goodbye to Delivery Debbie. This time they pass behind the mailbox & with a flash of light they're gone. Delivery Debbie then waves to Soundcheck before running over to the concert.
Soundcheck's face lit up as the delivery person arrived with the long-awaited pizza. Debbie gracefully made her way over to hand out the boxes, and the mouthwatering aroma filled the room.
Meanwhile, Olympia and Otis were crouched down in their high-speed pods, navigating the intricate tube system. They zoomed around multiple loops, sped down ramps, and finally reached the thrilling conclusion of their ride as they were propelled out of a cannon. As they emerged, the tube operator stood ready and waiting for their arrival.
Amidst the excitement, Odonnel shouted a warning to his teammates, frantically pressing buttons to prepare for whoever was incoming.
The metallic tubes hissed as they opened, and Olympia and Otis emerged from their pods, stretching and blinking in the artificial light.
"Good morning, agents," Odonnel greeted them as they stepped out.
"Good morning, Odonnel," Olympia and Otis replied in unison.
"Ms. O wants to see you," Odonnel informed them.
"Did she say what for?" Olympia inquired, her brow furrowing with curiosity.
"No, but she had this look in her eyes..." Odonnel trailed off, shuddering involuntarily in his chair. "Good luck," he added, his voice tinged with an unspoken concern.
Olympia and Otis exchanged a glance before continuing their journey through the bustling headquarters. As they approached the main area, they observed agents diligently carrying out their daily tasks. Otis scanned the surroundings and remarked, "Everything seems to be normal for now."
Olympia furrowed her brow and pondered aloud, "I wonder if Ms. O has another unusual case for us."
Before she could finish her sentence, they were interrupted by the sharp voice of Ms. O echoing through the room, "You two...!"
Startled, Olympia and Otis turned to look up at the balcony, where Ms. O stood with an unmistakable air of authority.
"In my office, now!" she commanded, her voice leaving no room for argument.
The two agents wasted no time and hurried towards the staircase, but their haste was quickly reprimanded by Ms. O's booming voice, "And no running in the halls!"
Heeding her warning, they slowed their pace to a brisk walk and finally reached Ms. O's office, where the door closed firmly behind them, enveloping them in a cloak of anticipation.
"Um, Ms. O?" Olympia asked, her brow furrowed in confusion as she stepped into Ms. O's office.
Ms. O, perched in her chair, swiveled around to face them. "I wanted to see you," she addressed them both.
"What's going on?" Otis inquired his tone a mix of curiosity and concern.
"Did you want to tell us something very odd has happened?" Olympia asked, a knowing look in her eyes. It was a phrase Ms. O typically used whenever they found themselves summoned to her office.
"No," Ms. O replied simply.
"Then what do you need us for, ma'am?" Otis pressed, his confusion evident but his professionalism unwavering.
"It's quite the opposite. There is no case. You two have been working nonstop. So much so that it's come to my attention that you've been overworking. And you haven't filed for overtime. So I'm afraid you two have to stop working..." Ms. O began, her voice trailing off.
"Stop working at Odd Squad! Ms. O, you can't do that! We can't get fired. I love working here! You can't fire us because we work too much, that's counter-productive!" Olympia argued passionately, her eyes wide with disbelief.
Ms. O's expression turned stern, and a low growl rumbled in her throat, causing Olympia to fall silent.
"...Let me finish. I didn't say that you were fired. I was going to say, "I'm afraid you two have to stop working for the rest of the day. You can keep working here but as of today, you're officially off duty. In the future maybe you two should take some days off." Ms. O Finished
"Please Ms. O, we can't be off duty. There's so much oddness out there. We can solve it... Look!" Olympia expressed
Olympia runs off while Otis & Ms. O watch her. She returns with a bowl of fruit.
"Look. I found this fruit...!" Olympia shared
Olympia throws the bowl of fruit into the air. The fruit hits the floor shortly after.
"You see... oddness!" Olympia countered
"No, you just threw my fruit & they hit the floor." Ms. O corrected
"But I mean who has a bowl of fruit with actual fruit? Am I right? They're supposed to be plastic. I'll just fix that for you." Olympia claimed
Olympia takes out another gadget & zaps the fruit. However, the fruit explodes sending juice & fruit pulp around covering the whole office. Ms. O starts growling again.
"No that was my fruit. I like actual fruit, it can come in handy in a pinch. You can't juice plastic." Ms. O explained
"...I'm so sorry Ms. O." Olympia apologized.
"Maybe she's right. I think you could use a break from solving cases." Otis spoke
"But why? We can stop solving cases. Besides, it's not even a problem." Olympia testified
"This case was your third today & it's not even 9 o'clock yet. The other agents are concerned that you'll put them out of their jobs. And the villains say you're the only ones that they see. Don't think of this as a punishment, think of it as a compliment. You're so good at your jobs that everyone thinks you two could run Odd Squad all by yourselves." Ms. O explained
"...Yeah, maybe you're right," Olympia replied
"Of course I'm right... Well, what are you waiting for, go... and relax. Take the day off." Ms. O responded
Olympia & Otis start to leave the office.
"But clean up this mess before you go." Ms. O added
They stop in their tracks & spin around to start cleaning up.
As Olympia and Otis emerged from the tube system behind a tall oak tree, they were both still covered in sticky fruit juice and pulp from cleaning up Ms. O's office. Olympia gazed around the town park, taking in the familiar sights and sounds. She scanned the area, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"Isn't it strange how we come out of the tubes and there's nothing unusual to deal with?" Olympia remarked, a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"Yeah, it's kind of unsettling," Otis replied, glancing around the park.
"I'm not sure if I can handle this," Olympia confessed, her brow furrowed with concern.
"Of course you can, Olympia. You're one of the most intelligent and capable people I know. You can manage not having to fix anything for the rest of the day," Otis reassured her.
"Thanks, Otis. But wait, am I not one of the only people you know? You don't socialize much," Olympia pointed out, a playful smile tugging at her lips.
"That's not the point," Otis remarked as he shook his head
Otis and Olympia strolled through the sun-dappled park, the sound of chirping birds and rustling leaves filling the air. As they approached a quaint, weathered park bench beneath the shade of a majestic oak tree, Otis flashed a mischievous grin and gestured for Olympia to take a seat.
"Let's sit down for a moment," he suggested, settling onto the bench beside her.
As they sat, Otis cast a reminiscent glance at Olympia. "Do you remember all the wild adventures we've had in Odd Squad? The spider-cats, the robot princesses, and let's not forget about the Hydroclops..." He began
"Twice," Olympia interjected, her eyes sparkling with recollection.
"Exactly. We've saved the world more times than I can even remember," Otis remarked.
Olympia couldn't help but quip, "And I can count pretty high. Watch, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9..." She ranted
"Stop!" Otis exclaimed, cutting her off with a laugh. "I think I get the point." He added
As the playful banter subsided, Otis's expression turned serious. "We've practically seen and done it all," he reflected. "So what's been bothering you lately?" He asked
Taking a deep breath, Olympia began to voice her concerns, her words carrying a hint of uncertainty. "It's just that..." She started
"Remember what you said? We've accomplished so much, tackled every challenge, and apprehended every wrongdoer. We've even managed to apprehend every peculiar creature and resolved thousands of perplexing cases. I'm struggling to imagine what more Odd Squad could achieve to gain recognition. Just consider it. Only last month, Ms. O praised us as her finest agents, her very best." Olympia elaborated.
"I fail to see the issue with that. Isn't it a positive thing?" Otis inquired.
"Of course, it's positive, it's fantastic. But it also means there's nothing more for us to demonstrate, nothing left for us to accomplish," Olympia responded.
"Olympia, there will always be extraordinary cases waiting for us to solve," Otis reassured her.
"That's not what I mean," Olympia sighed, her brow furrowed in concern. "I'm saying there's nowhere for us to go. We've gone up, to the top, past the top even. And you know who else did that?" Olympia asked, her voice tinged with a hint of worry.
"Ms. O, when she ate that floating sandwich," Otis answered, trying to lighten the mood.
"No. But yeah, she went pretty high," Olympia acknowledged, a faint smile appearing on her face.
"That was our first day. You almost quit," Otis remembered, his tone reflecting a sense of nostalgia.
"...I did. But you convinced me not to. After that, we had adventure after adventure. But that was then. It's now I'm afraid of. We're not who we were back then. We're getting older. The same thing happened to Olive & Otto. I talked to Olive the other day, you remember she gave me her number?" Olympia reminded, her voice trailing off with a mix of emotions.
"Yes, I remember," Otis affirmed, his eyes reflecting a sense of shared memory. "Everyone remembers. You show it to everyone at base." He added
"Right... Well," Olympia began, her voice tinged with a hint of awe, "she said they were just like us. They did everything too. They saved the world, they saved Ms. O, everything..." She finished
"And you think we'll become like them?" Otis inquired, his expression a mix of curiosity and uncertainty.
"Otis... we already have," Olympia replied thoughtfully, her gaze drifting to a distant point. "And soon, it'll be time for us to move on. Then some two new agents fresh from the academy with stars in their eyes will show up and replace us."
"Is that what this is all about?" Otis probed further, his brow furrowed with concern.
"...I don't want to be done with Odd Squad," Olympia confessed, her voice tinged with a hint of reluctance. "It feels like we just started. But we both know that Odd Squad is for kids."
"Odd Squad isn't just for kids, Olympia," Otis countered a note of conviction in his voice. "Think about all of the adults we've saved. All the times we helped the mayor, Delivery Debbie, Delivery Doug..."
"I still don't like his eggsalad pizzas," Olympia said with a wrinkled nose, visibly grossed out by the mere thought of it.
"I don't either. Even if we grow up and become adults, oddness is everywhere. We could never be done with Odd Squad," Otis agreed, nodding in understanding.
"...It's just. I don't know what I'll do when it is time. Olive and Otto went on to become Mr. and Mrs. O of their squad. Some of the villains have side jobs when they're not causing oddness. Todd even just became recognized as the best gardener and florist in the state. What will we do when this is over?" Olympia asked, a hint of worry in her voice.
"We will be like Olive and Otto and be Mr. and Mrs. O of our own squad. There is so much more we can do, Olympia," Otis reassured, offering a hopeful smile.
Upon hearing this, Olympia smiled at him but then dropped her head, lost in her thoughts. "But I do also know that when that time comes, we'll handle it together, like always. We're partners forever after all," Otis assured, his voice filled with conviction.
"Really?" Olympia asked, seeking confirmation.
"Yes," Otis confirmed, his eyes meeting hers with unwavering certainty.
Otis extended his hand, and a warm smile spread across Olympia's face as she shook it firmly.
"You promise?" Olympia inquired, seeking reassurance.
"Promise," Otis affirmed with determination.
"I'm also going to promise that we'll have a lot more adventure and oddness before we leave Odd Squad. Everything we do by then will make what we've done now look like our first day. Hey, Ms. O is over 200 years old, I'm sure we can make it last," Otis added with a hint of excitement in his voice.
"You're the best partner ever, Otis," Olympia confessed, her genuine appreciation shining through. In a spontaneous gesture, Olympia leaned over and embraced him, inadvertently planting a quick kiss on his cheek as well.
"So, what do you think we should do first? We've never actually taken a 'day off' before," Otis pondered, eager to make the most of their time.
Olympia glanced at him and then herself, considering their options.
"I think we should get cleaned up first," she suggested, her practical nature coming through.
"Good call," Otis agreed readily.
"Come on, we can stop at my house first, partner... I guess I can't say that today, can I? Let's go, Otis," Olympia proposed, ready to embark on their day together.
"Right behind you," Otis affirmed, falling into step behind her as they walked off together.
As she stood in the doorway of her home, Olympia felt a rush of excitement. She swung open the front door and gestured for Otis to enter. "Welcome to Casa de Olympia," she announced with a warm smile.
Otis stepped inside and immediately began to survey the living room. The space was adorned with tasteful and modern furnishings, giving off a cozy and welcoming vibe. The furniture was elegantly matched with the curtains and rugs, creating a harmonious and inviting atmosphere.
Turning to Olympia, Otis hesitated before sharing his thoughts. "I expected things to be... brighter, more orange," he commented, trying to sound diplomatic.
Olympia chuckled. "Oh, well, the bathroom is just down the hall, second door on the right. But be careful, if you see a door with a piece of paper on it that says 'Olympia's Room - All Welcome' in big orange letters, and lots of glitter, sparkles, and ribbons, you've gone too far."
As they bantered, Otis noticed a subtle change in Olympia's demeanor. Despite her cheerful exterior, he could sense that something was amiss. After a brief moment of silence, he nodded in acknowledgment and prepared to head to the bathroom. However, before he could leave, he turned to look at Olympia and realized that she was not as carefree as she appeared. After working together for so long, he had learned to read her expressions, and it was clear that something was troubling her.
Otis gazed at Olympia with concern etched on his face. "Hey, is everything alright?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine worry.
Olympia turned around to face him, her eyes reflecting a whirlwind of emotions. "Yeah, I'm great... no, no I'm not. I'm lying," she confessed, her voice trembling as she shook her head.
"Olympia?" Otis's concern deepened.
"I know, I know. It's just... what you said, and what I said. I'm happy, but still, I can't help but feel sad when I think about what would happen if we weren't partners. And..." Olympia's voice trailed off, her emotions threatening to overwhelm her.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she struggled to hold them back. "Come on, Olympia, I said that..." Otis began, his voice filled with empathy.
Unable to contain her emotions any longer, Olympia rushed into Otis's embrace, seeking solace in his comforting presence. "I know, I'm crying because I'm happy and I'm sad. I'm just feeling a little emotional," she managed to say between sobs.
"You're, you're what?" Otis asked, taken aback by the depth of her emotions.
Olympia released herself from the embrace, removing her glasses to wipe away her tears. "I'm dealing with it and trying to focus on relaxing. You're right. We've been working so hard lately, and I thought if we're not working, then what are we doing? But we deserve a chance to relax, partner," she admitted, her voice tinged with vulnerability and honesty.
As Otis was about to leave, Olympia raised her hand, signaling for him to stop. "I think I pulled away from that hug too early... Can we?" she asked hesitantly.
"Uh, sure," Otis agreed, a hint of confusion in his voice.
Olympia moved back in and embraced Otis again, holding onto him tightly. "Thanks. I needed this," she confessed.
"Sure thing," Otis replied, patting her back awkwardly.
Nestling her head against Otis's chest, Olympia squeezed him closer, a genuine smile spreading over her face. "You smell nice. Like fruit," she complimented, her voice muffled against his shirt.
"Olympia, you got fruit all over us, remember? That's why we came to your house," Otis gently teased, trying to lighten the moment.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. But still," Olympia chuckled softly. "And thanks again for what you said."
Olympia lifts her head as she slowly smells the different fruits covering him. Her nose reaches up his suit jacket up to the skin of his neck. The smile grows large as the pleasant fragrance bombards her sense of smell. But it's not just the fruit. There's another smell, it's Otis' smell. She always knew he smelled a certain way, never bad, but his own. She often smelled of her favorite shampoo, Ms. O of fruit juice, and Oona of gadget oil. Though now, his scent was different, a hint of sweat mixed in & now for some reason, it overpowered her. It eggs her on to satisfy her sense of taste as her mouth opens & her tongue slips out. Unknowingly she licks Otis's neck & the bits of fruit are still there.
"...Uh, Olympia?" Otis asked
Olympia realizes what she's done and backs away from Otis.
"Uh, what?! I didn't do anything. I don't know what you're talking about. I have to go." Olympia acknowledged
Olympia runs off into the house & Otis is left standing there confused. Olympia slams the bathroom door behind her. Using her hands she fans herself as she's heating up & she doesn't know why. She paces around the bathroom as she thinks.
"Whew, that was weird. Calm down, Olympia." Olympia thought
This isn't doing her any good so she stops at the sink & mirror.
"Man is it hot." Olympia pointed out fanning herself with her hand again
She turns on the sink but before she puts her hands under the running water she has to take her jacket off. Soon she starts to realize that the heat isn't just in her head but is coming from between her legs. Olympia looks at herself in the mirror and then down to her legs. She ditches her pants & stares at her legs. The blood is rushing under her skin & she can see the closer to her crotch she looks the redder her freckled skin is. She ponders over what she can do to stop it as her body temperature continues to rise. She takes her hands & cups them to fill them with cold water that she splashes onto her legs to no alleviation.
"Oh man, what's wrong with me?" Olympia stuttered
Olympia grabs a towel off of the towel rack on the wall and wipes her legs off. When she rubs the towel over her crotch she stops as a sudden lightning-like jolt shivers up her spine & through her whole body. It's then she knows what she can do. Olympia puts her hand down on her panties and with a gentle touch she rubs over them. The wave of tingling sensations fills her again. She lets out a giggle and covers her mouth to keep quiet. In fear that Otis has heard her, she looks to the door & when nothing happens she calms down. So she goes back to rubbing her fingers up against her panties. The smile creeps back over her face as these amazing new things take over her mind. Eventually, this isn't enough to satisfy her arousal or curiosity. As both grow she pulls her panties to the side & starts rubbing her bare skin & she knows she's struck gold. Right after discovering the next step, Olympia pulls her panties off followed by her shirt, tie, & undershirt. When she's fully naked she spreads her legs in a squatting position as she rubs her vagina with her newfound accessibility. The giggling returns along with the occasional erotic moans of pleasure.
"...Wow... wow, wow..." Olympia moaned
Olympia has gotten as far as she wants to this way. She puts the seat down on the toilet & sits down on the lid. She spreads her legs once more & holds one up by standing on the lid as well. While feeling her vagina twitch under her fingers before she recognized something & she was inspired to try it now. Olympia takes one of her fingers & slowly slides it over her clitoris causing her to let out a real moan. Her free hand quickly races to her mouth again. After a couple of seconds, she continues. Her finger effortlessly slips between the lips of her vagina & there she finds one of her holes. The tip of her finger moves towards it. It's twitching, faintly opening & closing as if it's anticipating her touch & she can't help by oblige. Olympia sticks the tip of her finger into her vagina & she clenches up. The little prick is more than enough to trigger a reaction that the previous experiences haven't. Her head lifts and she imagines she's taking off like a rocket. She doesn't dare bring her finger any deeper & fondles herself with just the tip of her finger which proves more than enough. Circling it around the walls of herself she finds herself floating in her mind. While she's doing this she also uses her other hand to fondle over her foreskin & clitoris occasionally spreading them apart to feel the cool air. Both sensations quickly overtake her and before long she doesn't care that she's moaning & doesn't care how loud she's being. At the moment all she cares about is what she's doing. Then that feeling of taking off comes true. Olympia reaches her climax. The orgasm sends her flying. A haze of lighting flashes through her mind & fogs everything around her. She sees stars. Her body shivers as she cums & she lets out descending whimpers. And just then, there's a knock at the door.
"...Hang on Otis... I'm almost finished..." Olympia made known as she tried not to moan
"Olympia... we have to talk." Otis pleaded
"...Can it wait...?" Olympia asked
"Uh... I don't think it can." Otis declared
Olympia is flustered & embarrassed but she gets up anyway. In her current mindset set she completely ignores her clothes but when she opens the door she has enough awareness to hide behind the door.
"...What's up?" Olympia asked
Olympia sees Otis waiting outside the bathroom but he's not facing her, his back is to the doorway.
"Olympia... uh, I'm not quite sure how to say this." Otis began
"Say what?" Olympia asked
"...Uh, I kind of heard you in there," Otis confessed
Olympia pulls her head back. She's mortified beyond belief. She hoped he wouldn't or didn't hear her, now she knows he could have been there the whole time maybe even from the start.
"And I want to ask you something," Otis announced
"...What is it...?" Olympia asked
"...I think it's better if I show you," Otis exclaimed
Olympia hesitates to look back out from behind the door but gives in. Otis is now standing there facing her. It isn't apparent at first but as she looks from the floor up to Otis' face she notices something. Something in his pants & it seems to want to get out.
"...I'm sorry but... I was listening to you. After you ran off I wanted to talk about it. Then I heard you... well... doing what you were doing... And now..." Otis explained
"...Whoa... Uh, come on in." Olympia foretold
Olympia opens the door as Otis walks into the bathroom with her. And as he passes by she happens to look down at the front of his pants again & this time she can see it more prominently. The large throbbing bulge in his pants. Otis walks into the bathroom. Olympia closes the door behind him. He keeps his back to her for the moment choosing not to look at her or maybe so she won't see him.
"What's up?" Olympia asked
"...While I was listening to you, which I want to apologize for again..." Otis started
Otis decides to finally turn around.
"This happened." Otis finished
Olympia looks at him as he lifts his jacket to fully reveal the bulge.
"And I can't get rid of it... I mean, I know how to I suppose. I've done it once before but..." Otis ranted
"Can I see it?" Olympia asked
Olympia steps closer to him & wants to see for herself. Otis undoes his belt & unzips his pants. Olympia crouches down in front of him, then she takes over & pulls his pants down. With just the thin layer of his boxer shielding what's underneath the bulge seems even bigger. And she's dying to finally see it for herself. Her hand grabs the top of his boxers but she doesn't pull them down. Instead, she slides her hand underneath them. There her sweaty palm grabs to what she could only think of, the first thing that comes to mind is a snake, a creature she's never seen before & has only ever heard stories of from the older girls at Odd Squad Academy. But it's hot, throbbing, & when she squeezes it she can hear Otis groaning much like she had when she initially touched herself. Olympia runs her hand further down, an inch at first, then another, she realizes that it seems it could go on forever. She holds on while she pulls his boxers down with her other hand. She's almost smacked in the face as Otis's penis swings out with force. It's huge. Big enough compared to what she was expecting & more than enough to make her stare. Olympia unconsciously measures it, she was always good at that. Three, four... almost seven inches. Olympia looks up at Otis & she can see the agonizing pain from it torturing him.
"Otis, are you okay?" Olympia asked
"...Not really. It's been like this for a while & it's starting to hurt." Otis made known
Olympia brings her eyes back down to Otis's penis in her hand. A thought crosses her mind & she goes with it. She slides her hand up & down the base of it, stroking his foreskin. And like she assumed it gets him off just like her. The more she strokes him the more he starts to sound like her. Moaning & exhaling harder & harder. But it's not enough so she grabs the lower part of the base of his penis with her other hand. Then she strokes him off with both hands. The only part mostly still out is the tip. A fact that brings her to believe it's staring at her. Without having to think about it she leans in & licks the tip. Her mouth is hot & wet, it's exactly what Otis needs. He grabs the sides of Olympia's head to hold her mouth over it. The feeling of her stroking his penis puts him in the rhythm of thrusting his hips & forcing it forward. Olympia is almost unable to keep up with her hands and is forced to let go. His penis slips through her lips & slides perfectly into her mouth. But she keeps one hand wrapped around it as he thrusts it in deeper. But he's unable to push it into her mouth, he's too big, so she strokes his penis while sucking on every inch she can.
"Mmmm, Olympia... It feels so good." Otis moaned
Olympia begins to turn her head to the side as she's sucking and does the same with her hand corkscrewing both at the same time. She's coming into a rhythm of her own now. The more she tries the better she can tell it is by the sounds Otis makes. This also gives her some degree of pleasure as she takes it as her being good at doing it. Soon she feels Otis pulling at her hair. This is followed up by him thrusting faster into her mouth.
"Olympia...! Olympia!" Otis shouted
Olympia can tell what's happening. It's the same way she was just before she had her first orgasm not several minutes ago. Otis hunches over her as he pulls her head as close as she can. Olympia starts coughing as the tip of his penis hits the back of her throat & she knows he can still keep pushing. But thankfully he doesn't. She can feel something happening in her mouth other than his penis twitching over her tongue. Suddenly something shoots out of the tip of it & hits the back of her throat. With his penis in the way, it barely has anywhere to go & slowly begins to fill her mouth while also sliding down her throat. She can't swallow with her mouth wide open & begins choking on what makes it down. What doesn't ultimately spills out of her mouth around Otis's penis? He lets go of her & pulls out. With her mouth free her immediate response is to swallow & that's exactly what she does. The little bit she doesn't swallow drips down her chin from her lips as she starts taking several deep breaths. Otis is no better off holding himself up on the bathroom sink before dropping onto the toilet seat lid.
"Olympia, are you okay?" Otis asked
"Never better. What about you?" Olympia answered
He nods his head. But they both share a laugh from the experience but soon find their attention-drawing back to Otis's penis. Initially beginning to shrink in size it's fully become erect again.
"Really? ...Does this happen all of the time?" Olympia asked
"...You're good at it," Otis stated
Olympia gets up and stands next to him.
"...Maybe we can help each other this time," Olympia responded
"What are you proposing?" Otis asked
Olympia positions herself right next to Otis who starts taking off all of his clothes. When he's naked Olympia puts her hand around his dripping penis. Otis follows along & puts his hand over her vagina.
"Together, partners," Otis stated
"Partners." Olympia restated
She has to direct him at first into what to do but he quickly gets a hang of it & she doesn't need any help with him. So while they both lean up against the bathroom sink they continue to masturbate one another. The better they do the more they receive & it only pushes them to do better.
"You're getting good at this," Olympia told him
"Thanks. I like your hand but your mouth feels a lot better." Otis claimed
"Thanks." Olympia giggled
Olympia moves in front of Otis. He's surprised to see this as she also stops him from touching her.
"What are you doing? We haven't finished." Otis asked
"I know. But I want to try something." Olympia assured
Olympia once again gets down on her knees and starts to suck Otis's penis. But this time she forces herself to go farther. She tilts her head up and deepthroats his penis and can get it all the way in as it is shoved down her throat to the end of her tongue. And once again Otis cums & his semen shoots down her throat. The hot cum fills her throat but she holds out until she pulls back, Otis's penis slipping out covered in even more spit & semen. Otis nearly falls off of the toilet after cumming in her mouth. Olympia takes it as a compliment.
"How was that partner?" Olympia asked
Otis can't answer her at the moment but the wavering smile on his face & thrembling thumbs-up is enough for her.
"My turn," Olympia announced
"...What have you got in mind?" Otis asked as he got up off the toilet
Olympia pushes Otis to the marble-tiled bathroom floor as she climbs on top of him. She sits on his face at first not realizing she's covered his nose as well. When he starts to pat her on the leg she does & re-adjusts herself putting her vaginal over his mouth. Otis takes the hint & starts to lick her vagina.
"...Oh wow... wow, wow. This is even better than before." Olympia moaned
Olympia is overcome with giddiness as her whole body starts to tingle & her mind goes cloudy. She can feel his tongue squirming over every bit of her. At one moment she could even feel it slip into her vagina for a brief instant. The feeling of it spreading her open wider than with her finger caused her to moan. A bit pitiful & in a way sexy but he finds it also to be cute. He takes it out for a second and then hears her.
"No! ...No, do it again." Olympia begged
New impulses rush to her brain as he does as asked. Ways of imagining what's happening to her. A fire bursting to life from just a few sparks. The embers smoldered under the heat just before combustion. And like the roaring fire that would proceed it, she can feel it growing inside her, between her & Otis. Olympia arches her back as the quivering becomes second nature. She buckles over him falling to her hands. His tongue wiggles around the inside of her while she brushes her clitoris over his wet upper lip.
"Oh my god... Otis, don't stop... don't stop." Olympia moaned
Her body trembles more violently as Otis doubles down on her. Grabbing her hips & forcing her closer but also pushing & pulling on her to increase the friction on her.
"...Otis!" Olympia moaned
Olympia lets out a moan like no other. In a way she sounds like she's dying, in another she is. Her whole body is erect and her arms scrunch up in front of her heaving chest. After the moan whimpers & deep exhales escape her breath as she comes down from the heights of her second-ever orgasm. Otis watches up at her in awe seeing how sensitive she is. He moves his tongue across her skin & he can see her react in extreme ways as his whole body shivers as if a pulse wave shot up her from that spot onto her head. He then begins to notice a mixture of saliva & her cum leaking out of her vagina as it drips over his mouth & down his neck. He takes a deep breath just as Olympia seems to be returning to her normal self. She looks down at him with a look of satisfaction, of lust. He then hears her laugh. She gets up but only a little. Enough that she can crawl down Otis's body to sit on his lap, his penis now rock hard again brushing along her vagina as she teases it by swaying her hips from side to side. She stares into his eyes & he stares back. Then she leans in closer leaving him wondering what she could be doing. He finds out when she starts to sniff him. An animal-like act that makes him feel strange in some way. And like the last time she had, she licks him. Her pulsating tongue resembled her beating chest over his soaking wet skin. She licks the saliva, the cum, & the remnants of fruit off of him. Once she's licked his face clean she works her way down to his neck & repeats herself. The whole while Otis is tortured as he can only allow her to do it to him. His penis thrashes under the duress constantly hitting her between her thighs & sliding across its intended target. Just as Olympia is about to be finished though instead of licking the remaining bit off of him she chooses to suck it off. Cupping her lips on his skin & sucking. She then swallows every bit of it.
"...Olympia?" Otis asked
"I have another idea," Olympia replied
Her idea takes them into her room. Olympia runs over with Otis in hand and then jumps onto her bed. She turns onto her back & pats the edge of the bed to signal him to come over the rest of the way, he does. Olympia spreads her legs & he moves in between them. That's when she grabs his penis still hard and eager to cum again. She starts to playfully stroke it with one hand then two for a bit then lays back down propping her legs apart even further. Otis climbs onto the bed and she crawls backwards away from him. He continues until she stops in the middle of the bed. He puts his penis & pushes it against her vagina. The two of them share a look of mutual understanding before he keeps going. The tip finds its way to the hole his tongue once called home and squeezes in with little difficulty. But then he starts to push his hips forward as his huge penis stretches out her tiny space. She let out a gasp when an inch of him was inside of her. One of her hands goes to his stomach to keep him from going any deeper. A few seconds go by & nearly screams when he's in three inches, & she knows he can still go deeper.
"Aghhhh! Oh my god... Don't stop Otis. Go ahead. Put it all in." Olympia moaned
"Are you sure Olympia?" Otis asked worrying about hurting her
"Uh-huh. Positive. Slowly." Olympia stated
Otis positions himself closer to her which allows him to put more of himself into her as slowly as possible. As she's spread out wider there's less of him to push in.
"Aghhhh! God, oh my god! Yes!" Olympia moaned
When he's fully in her she could swear he's reached past under her belly button & can feel him hitting her cervix. She holds him there until her insides can adjust to his size.
"Don't move. Don't." Olympia pleaded
There's blood & some pain but she couldn't be happier. Before they go any further Olympia grabs his head & they share a kiss, long & passionate. She can't think of a more perfect way to start it off. When she gives the okay & begins pulling out she abruptly shoves it back in.
"Mmmmm! Aghhh! Damnit!" Olympia shouted
"Olympia I..." Otis started
"No... Otis, do it again." Olympia interrupted him
So he does, slowly pulling his penis out halfway before quickly jamming it back in. And again Olympia moans & cries out as she's hit in just the right way. Otis does this over & over but after a few times, he just begins to thrust it in & out to a new forming rhythm. Olympia has no complaints with it or with him. She's so lost in him doing it that she can't believe that in less than the first minute she's cum again.
"Oh god, Otis yes!" Olympia moaned
She wraps her arms around him & holds him close to her warm body as the thrusting comes more frequently. He's pounding her hard, a fact that she will not deny nor wants to deny herself.
"Otis! Otis! Otis! Keep going... keep going, Otis! ...Harder! Oh man, harder!" Olympia moaned
Otis hits her as hard as he can. Olympia's bed shakes & her headboard hits the wall, cracking loudly against the plaster surface behind it with the same ferocity & beat as them together. Otis's arm goes to Olympia, wrapping around her shoulders & the arch in her back. Their sweaty bodies slip & slide over each other as he continues to thrust into her. Her hardened nipples poked at his bare chest. Their lips are locked together while their tongues wrestle back & forth in their mouths.
"...Ol, Olympia..." Otis began
"Do it. Do it." Olympia muttered
Otis digs deep as he starts to lose himself. He thinks he's about to cum but he opens his eyes & looks ahead, focusing on Olympia & how she looks. Her head cocked back, sweaty & flustered. He can see it all over her & in her eyes when they meet each other's gaze for a second, she's about to cum again, but long after him. He holds on for as long as he can. He thinks of solving odd cases, of catching a villain, Shapeshifter, Mr. Lightning, Noisemaker. He copies her actions & begins licking the remnants of fruit off of her face & neck. It helps to distract him from the urge to blow his load on the next push. The fruit runs out & he starts licking the sweat from her neck, mixing into what he could believe was the juice he was licking off her skin. But then he begins to think of her skin, of her, & what he's doing now. He can't hold it in any longer. He's about to cum. Just then he hears something he would come to love, Olympia's voice but it is not the ordinary voice he was used to. It was the same voice that told him she was cumming before in the bathroom. Her face told the same story. He could see she was cumming & so was he. Without realising it he was filling her with his semen. He held on tight as did she. He felt her quivering under him & how her vagina constricted his penis, he could swear it was melting him & he loved it. Olympia could also feel it, she thought him as he came. She felt his grip on her grow weaker as his strength left his arms & went to his legs, the way he pushed himself to her cervix maybe further, & the faint sensation of his hot semen which felt even hotter than his body flooded her insides, a feeling that would somehow make her feel fuzzy & warm all over much like her orgasms. But even then he wasn't finished. Otis pulls his penis out of Olympia and he ejaculates onto her. His semen seems everlasting, shooting out through the air just as hard as inside of her, landing up her stomach, over her chest, & across her face, and then he would fall next to her. Neither of them could move after it. A minute had gone by without movement or words. After the second minute, Olympia & Otis turned their head to look at one another.
"...Wow ...that was ...wow." Olympia moaned
"...Olympia you were..." Otis started
"Otis?" Olympia asked
"Yeah..." Otis answered
"Do you want to do it again?" Olympia asked
"Yeah," Otis answered
"Me too," Olympia admitted
Olympia drops her head back on the bed. She brings one of her hands between her legs. She thinks she could still feel him inside of her but she knows he's not. The gaping hole he left in her wouldn't close & she knew she would have him inside of her again soon. But she does feel some of his semen leaking out between her trembling fingertips.
"...Wow, that's a lot." Olympia brought forth
"Sorry." Otis apologized
After a while Olympia sits up and the semen rolls down her sweaty face & body. It pools in her belly button then down into her waiting hand. By the time most of it reaches she sees it's almost enough to fill up one of her hands & remembers the rest is swirling around inside of her waiting to come out.
"You said you did it before..." Otis added
"Masturbate?" Olympia asked
"Yeah. When you did... was there this much?" Otis asked
"No," Olympia answered
"Do you think it was because of me?" Otis asked
"Yes," Olympia answered
She lifts her hand to her lips & in one gulp she empties her hand. Otis watches her lick the rest off of her palm then she looks at him, her face still dripping with his cum.
"It looks like we're still dirty I guess." Olympia giggled
She giggles under her breath & he sees something in her that he hadn't before. He finds her very pretty. Cute. Beautiful. An impulse that tells him to take her there & now once more. She must have been thinking the same thing or she must have read his mind because the next moment Olympia rolled over on top of him & leaned over to whisper something in his ear.
"...Let's go take a shower," Olympia suggested
And as she suggests, they do.
Olympia leads Otis back to the bathroom where it all started. She gets the shower running but cleaning up isn't the first thing on either of their minds. Olympia takes off her glasses & pulls the scrunchie out of her hair. The steamy water drizzles down on them & turns Olympia's hair into a silk-downed mess. It drapes down in front of her face but she can't help but turn around to allow the rest to tapper down & cling to her back as the water drizzles down her frame. Otis watches her with a growing hunger for her. He watches how her soaking hair clings to her back, as beads of water ripple down her back, across her curving butt cheeks often hanging from her special place, & drips down her legs. Now that he's paying closer attention he can also see the collection of freckles covering her body. They stretch around the back of her neck, over her shoulders, and a couple down the length of her spine. But it's her butt that catches his eye. The most freckles he can see are just above her buttcrack & circling them down her thighs down to her calves. Then she bends over and he sees more. The freckles spread between her legs too & circle her vagina. He can see her butthole too as she leans forward the more her buttcheeks spread apart, inviting him but he somehow manages to stay where he is,
"Come on Otis, like Ms. O says. What are you waiting for, go?" Olympia asked
Otis wouldn't hesitate this time. As if his penis had been struck back to life by her words alone or by watching her so closely, he was prepared to take her under the falling shower rain as he intended. Otis rams his penis into Olympia & she shouts out. A shiver courses through her body, a feeling that reminds her of an orgasm. That feeling returns shortly after as she's about to orgasm for real.
"Oh man...! Aghh...! Otis... Don't... right there, right there, right... Agh!" Olympia moaned
His size & tenacity pounding her would prove to be too much for her to handle, having her curling up the first minute he was inside of her as she came again. His semen leaks out from her while he's still inside but they would be far from finished. He would follow minutes later & she would once again. This time their orgasms would bring them to their knees & he would pull out at the last second ejaculating all over her back & into her hair. He intended on taking her & taking her he had. He would take her many times during the rest of the day. The next time Olympia turned to face Otis. She wraps her legs around him. He pushes his penis into her vagina & she pushes her tongue into his mouth. For the next three minutes, she thrust & ground against him hard & fast. The shower drowns out her screaming & moaning from the four orgasms that would come to her & three to him. In the end, hours of play & rest between every other time they'd climax. They would spend close to three hours eating snacks, watching TV & listening to Soundcheck. But the rest of the time, over 5 hours would go to their new bonding activity. They both gave up counting how many times they made themselves cum. Otis stopped count by 9, Olympia by 15. But before Otis would leave to go home they were sure they had passed 21 & 27. After their latest romp in the showers, they found it hard to stand up & even harder to walk. They managed to get back to her room where they collapsed onto her bed.
"We should ask Ms. O if we could take the day off more often." Olympia requested
"She did say we were working too much," Otis remarked
"I think we still are," Olympia responded
"But this isn't exactly solving odd cases," Otis replied kinda confused
Olympia rolls on top of him.
"But it is just as fun," Olympia asked
"It is," Otis confessed
"...Otis?" Olympia asked
"Yeah?" Otis answered
"Do you want to do this again?" Olympia asked
"I thought we were going to," Otis admitted
"No, I mean in the future," Olympia explained
"...You mean after this don't you?" Otis asked
Olympia doesn't respond & she turns her head away from him. Otis stops her though. He presses his hand against her cheek. She looks back at him & he smiles at her.
"Like I said. Partners forever." Otis claimed
"Thanks Otis. For always being there for me. The best partner. The best friend." Olympia responded
Olympia bends down & kisses him.
"Otis, do you like me?" Olympia asked with a nervous smile, her heart beating a little faster.
"Of course. Why wouldn't I?" Otis responded, his eyes searching her's for any hint of the truth.
"No, I mean, do you 'like me' like me?" Olympia clarified, feeling a surge of vulnerability as the words left her lips.
"I don't know, I never thought about it before," Otis told her, his voice soft, almost hesitant.
"Me neither. Well, not intentionally. But recently I... I don't know. I've thought about it," Olympia confessed, her cheeks turning a faint shade of pink.
"And?" Otis asked, trying to read the emotions playing across her face.
"Yeah, I guess. I like you. But we've been friends for so long, it feels so... different to think about it, to think about you like that... But it's okay if you don't. I know..." Olympia trailed off, her words tinged with uncertainty.
Otis reached out and gently took her hands in his, a silent plea in his eyes as he tried to find the right words.
"I like you, Olympia," Otis confessed, his voice unwavering, his gaze locked on hers.
"...Like me or like me, like me..." Olympia asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes searching his for the truth she longed to hear.
"I like you that way," Otis clarified, a warm smile spreading across his face as he spoke the words he had kept hidden for so long.
Olympia smiles when she hears him say this. She's so happy that she rushes in to kiss him. But this kiss is different, it's not wild & out of control like they've been the whole day, it's still very passionate but a loving kiss instead of a lustful one. They both find the kiss different as well & don't want to stop. It goes on for nearly a minute before they break apart. As Olympia & Otis stare into each other's eyes she happens to look down & sees a part of him has sprung to life from the kiss that she'll remember forever. So they kiss one last time, almost to the first, before Olympia hops off of Otis and onto her stomach next to him.
"I can't wait to tell Oona about this." Olympia cheered
Otis sits up & shortly after positions himself behind her.
"About us?" Otis asked
"Don't worry. I won't tell her about, this. But she'll be so happy. She always said that you & I would be a cute...! God...!" Olympia moaned.
"Sorry." Otis apologized
"...Don't be... A cute couple." Olympia continued
"When are you going to tell her?" Otis asked
"I don't know. I think I'll do it next week...!" Olympia moaned "...Really?" Olympia asked
Otis can't help but chuckle & Olympia does too. Otis holds himself up above Olympia & thrusts himself deeper into her again.
"Ugh! Oh, man. Oh no!" Olympia wailed, her heart sinking as she remembered the horrifying realization that had just struck her.
"What?" Otis asked, looking at Olympia with a puzzled expression.
"I completely forgot. Today I was supposed to come up with a new idea for Oddtube. I was going to unveil the segment, and I completely forgot to come up with one," Olympia shared with a hint of frustration in her voice.
Otis pondered for a moment before suggesting, "Why don't you just invite someone to headquarters for an interview?"
Olympia raised an incredulous eyebrow and asked, "Really?"
"Yeah," Otis reassured her. "You can even spend the day with them. I'm sure people would love to see you talk to other agents. You could even include villains and people we've helped out from around the city."
"Otis, that's a great idea. You're a genius," Olympia exclaimed with a bright smile, feeling relieved that a solution had been found.
Olympia leans up & kisses him.
"This is perfect. I'll call it, "Olympia's Guest". I can even hold a raffle to see who'll be the first guest. This is so great..." Olympia moaned
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it that time." Otis remarked
Olympia gives him a big grin.
"You know you can be a real big jerk," Olympia replied rolling her eyes
"Do you still like me?" Otis asked
"I don't know. Maybe if you treat me right... I'll think about it. What do you say?" Olympia asked
"That's a case I would love to take, partner." Otis testified
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Olympia asked wanting him in her
"I'm going!, I'm going!" Otis shouted
With one last kiss, Otis pushes himself as deep as he can go & Olympia vocally makes that clear. When they enter the passion of making love again & it's beautiful to see them coming into their sexual awakenings with each other.
The End.
Author's Notes
Hey there! I'm so excited to share my first Odd Squad fanfic, and it's also my very first one-shot story! I put my heart into this, and I'm eager to hear what you all think about it. Your reviews mean a lot to me, so please don't hesitate to share your thoughts. I'm already brainstorming my next masterpiece, and I hope you'll stick around to see what I come up with next! Thanks for reading, and if you guys want I can make a part 2 just tell me in the reviews if you guys want it I can't wait to see you all in the next story!