Powerpuff Girls Porn Story: Shotgun Wedding Redux

Disclaimer: I only own my OCs (Julayla, Cherry, & Berry) in this story.

A/N: I decided to do another revamping of another story, though this one for reasons I can’t explain. Anyway, enjoy it.

Shotgun Wedding Redux

“The City of Townsville is filled with the most vile and strangest villains to walk the earth.” Professor Utonium spoke as he looked at the photos.

You see, Professor Utonium had been studying many backgrounds of each villain and at this day, he had wanted to explain it to the person whom he had invited: Julayla.

“But as scientifically inexplicable as some may seem, each has an obvious origin, Julayla.” he finished.

“Well of course they do, though Snake, I don’t know much about him. I mean, ever since that one time in the other dimension, there’s been a little bit of change in him.” she explained.

“Jualyla, this is serious.”

“Can I go home yet? Ace got me on a date at the ferris wheel.”

She couldn’t believe this was happening. Here she was, spending time in the labs when she could have been on a date and making love with Ace. God, she needed something to think about.

“Sooo, anyway,” she began, “what were the conclusions you came up with?”

He pointed to the first one speaking, “Enormous one-celled organisms.”

“Well duh! They’re idiots. And they still think I’m in love with that Deli-Bob Head!” she said, gagging at the thought of that.

To her, they were just annoying, but when it came to the matter of one person, that was the last draw.

She did not concentrate on hearing the professor describing the others like Roach Coach, Mojo, Him, Sedusa, a few one shot criminals, the monsters that come and go from Townsville, her five friends, or even Princess. Her thoughts were on him.

She only looked dazed at the thought she imagined, both of them naked, his cock inside her, their touch and their lips. It’s better than that stupid dare she had to go through with him, but that kiss that night, it was different, it felt…

Just as she was thinking about that someone, the professor spoke, “But one…one villain defies explanation. The only creature that leaves me baffled.”

At that moment, both glanced at a picture of a certain someone. That same someone was whom she had remembered when she first entered his place, the one who became her rival from that point on, the one she sees daily without explanation.

“The Lumpkin!” he concluded.

“Fuzzy!?” she gasped in shock before looking annoyed, “Don’t tell me you’re planning on trying to describe that Deli-Bob Head!”

“Well, Julayla, he is a mystery.” he spoke seriously. “Can it be an unaccounted-for species of bear?”

She shuddered at the thought. No way did he look anything like a bear.

“Or is it the infamous Sasquatch or in layman’s term, Bigfoot?” he continued with the teen looking uneasily at him.

“Or better yet,” he was stating, “is it the sought-after missing link?”

“What missing link?” she frowned, knowing well that Fuzzy was not any one of the descriptions, “Can I go now?”

“One thing is certain, Jules.” he spoke determinedly, gathering a map with bag and camera, “It must be studied.”

“Uh oh.” she gulped, “You’re not thinking of-“

However, it was too late as she was dragged alongside him. Why did she even agree to spend the day with Professor Utonium when she could have been on a date with Ace? It sucked being horny and doing something else.

***

Both had arrived to the woods where everything was dangerously quiet. Both had entered a dangerous territory of the Townsville Forest. This was usually the shortcut she tends to use to get to meetings with the Gangreen Gang.

She glanced at the dangerous signs. He obviously did learn to spell and write, at least. Why did she let the professor talk her into these things?

Finally, they arrived to where the bushes were as the professor spoke, using his camera, “Day 1 of my study of the Lumpkin.”

He used the camera to scan the area as he continued, “This, I believe young lady, is the natural habitat of the Lumpkin. I can only hope to catch a glim-“

At that moment, both had noticed someone sitting by the porch, nude while using a hose to wash himself.

“Oh god!” she gasped, seeing him actually naked.

“Oh, look, Julayla. What luck. The Lumpkin is in its territory and appears to be grooming.” he grinned.

However, just looking at Fuzzy being naked and out of the open. Didn’t his parents teach him any better? She’s fortunate she’s not part Cajun or hick like Fuzzy is.

What she did notice was Fuzzy touching himself, his cock risen to the peek, being rubbed as he groaned. Oh, why did she had to see him masturbate while bathing?

The thing was, she still wanted to see more of him doing it. Just by watching him continue to throb his dick more and more until he came. As this was happening, unknown to either, she was starting to feel wet as well.

Fortunately, she noticed as she yelped, quickly pulling her skirt down before either could catch site. Why in the hell was she being horny around a butt naked Fuzzy masturbating anyway?

Finally, they noticed Fuzzy, whom had finished cleaning himself up, getting up and shaking himself dry after turning off the water. At least she knows he keeps himself clean…sometimes.

They watched more as the naked beast went to the clothesline, snatching recently cleaned denim blue overalls next to a pair of light blue overalls, beginning to place them on.

“And what’s this?” the professor continued, “He’s adorning himself with some sort of garment.”

Obviously, he’s never been to the South or anyplace Cajun, Julayla thought as she watched Fuzzy finished getting the pants on before securing the straps over his shoulders.

“Oh, simply fascinating.” he smiled, “He seems to be exhibiting signs of intelligence.”

However, he was only picking his nose, much to her annoyance. He can be really stupid sometimes, especially when he looks dazed.

After watching him place his usual shoe-like boots on, Fuzzy yelped, being knocked down by a pig.

“Oh no.” the professor spoke as Fuzzy growled in anger, “How fascninating. Let’s see how he reacts.”

He growled and began beating his chest, chasing after the pig, screaming. He continued chasing after him while Julayla, not paying attention to the professor’s words, sighed. How stupid can he get?

Finally, they noticed Fuzzy panting with exhaustion before he was once more tripped, knocking him down to the ground. For some reason, she couldn’t help, but giggle at the sight.

Then, she noticed Fuzzy noticing his banjo, Joe, going to it before he hugged and kissed it, playing a few strings while on his rocking chair. He really was fond of his inanimate object after all.

Just then, a bug, probably a mosquito they were thinking, began to buzz around in an annoyingly manner, resulting in Fuzzy using his boomstick to try hitting it. Julayla knew how that felt about mosquitos, especially ones that bite you.

After a moment, Fuzzy, sensing something, began sniffing around the area. What was he searching for?

At that moment, she head the professor’s voice speaking, “Wait. The Lumpkin senses something. Oooh, some poor unsuspecting creature must have stumbled into the Lumpkin’s territory. Oh, surely it will be mauled.”

As he spoke next, Julayla, with a horrified realization, realized something as he said, “What kind of stupid, unevolved, pea-brained critter would walk right into such a horrible fate?”

“Professor!” she shouted as Fuzzy noticed, “It’s us! He’s coming after us!”

“What?!” he shouted with realization, gasping in fear.

The two looked worried as Julayla spoke, “Go the other way. He’ll come after me more.”

“Julayla, wait-“

It was too late as the growling and furious Fuzzy turned red with fury, charging furiously to where the two were. They screamed as the Professor jumped away, hiding from sight.

However, Julayla wasn’t as lucky as Fuzzy began chasing after her. The furious pink beast snatched her skirt, tearing it right off as she screamed with panic.

“FUZZY, YOU PERVERT!!” she shouted, trying to cover her panties before she quickly hid.

The teen kept quiet as he charged away from sight. At least the professor got away anyway.

“Oh, why today?” she frowned, “I should be at the carnival with the Gangreen Gang.”

This was not happening. She hadn’t been through every part of the forest, and the part she was in, one unrecognizable to her, looked like she would get lost. To her, it was going to be a while.

***

With the Professor, he looked concerned about what had happened. The girl he asked has been lost for some time now. He was fortunate to find the road though.

Sadly, he only wrote on his notepad, “It’s been a few hours now, and there’s been no sign of the creature or Julayla. I think I may have lost them. Oh, I don’t know how much longer she will last in there. I’m worried for her.”

But what could he do? Plus the camera he had, Julayla still had it. Oh, what was he to do? The Girls are obviously fighting another monster attack at this point.

It didn’t matter, he had to find a way to her.

***

With Julayla, she, having been lost for some time, having lost most of her clothing, save for her tattered panties and bra during the parts when Fuzzy almost caught her. This really was a bad day for her.

All of a sudden, she noticed smoke behind the bushes. Could it be? Has she found the way back to the city road?

However, when she reached the bushes and moved them aside, all of her hope shattered. To her horror, it was not that of a road, but that of a chimney smoke from Fuzzy’s shack.

“NOOOOOOO!!” the weary girl cried.

At that moment, she heard a low chuckle, turning slowly. At that moment, the teen gasped in horror, noticing Fuzzy almost nearby.

She screamed in terror as Fuzzy charged, with her tumbling down toward the shack itself. Unfortunately for her, the last of her clothing was torn away by the branches and the mud she landed on.

Julayla coughed and gagged at what had happened. She was naked, lost with a perverted hillbilly, and worst, she was naked.

The girl snatched some cloth, trying to wipe some of the mud on the face. However, the sheet wrapped around her waist, with her tumbling and yelping, hitting her head on a pot of flowers, then landed in a stack of hay which smelled bad.

“Oh yuck!” she frowned, “Hasn’t Fuzzy ever heard of an outhouse or something?!”

She looked at herself. Her hair was loose and messy combined with wavy, her breasts were exposed in the most embarassing way, she was completely filthy, her unnatural tail was twitching like crazy, and she smelled like poo. At least her glasses were okay, though.

Just then, she heard stomping before she turned, gasping in shock with horror. Julayla backed to the wall, looking worried. This was really bad. At that moment, Fuzzy entered, with a menacing look of him planning to kill.

“They’s nowhere ‘ta run an’ they ain’t nowhere ‘ta hide, neither. There ain’t no turnin’ back!” he spoke very darkly.

What was she to do now? Fuzzy was right in front of her? Would he tear her tail and rip her limbs? Would he shave her bald to make an example? Or even worse…rape her where she stood?

With fear, Julayla shouted, “ACE! SNAKE! BIG BILLY! LIL’ ARTURO! GRUBBER! PROFESSOR! POWERPUFF GIRLS! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!? SOMEONE SAVE ME!!”

Oh, why have things gone wrong, indeed?

Just then, Fuzzy looked at her, looking confused. The pink beast glanced at the panicking girl at the wall. She was half naked, with mud on herself, her breasts exposed, and…

All of a sudden, what Julayla did not expect happened: Fuzzy grinned with his tongue panting and his eyes looking lovingly at her. To her shock, he had started something she did not expect: Fuzzy has fallen in love with her, of all people!

After a moment, Fuzzy shook it off, speaking bashfully to her, “Well, um, howdy, Miss. I um…thought yew was someone else. ‘Scuse me.”

“Um…like who, exactly?” she asked, slowly going closer to him.

At that moment, Fuzzy showed a flower to her, showing it near the girl.

“I picked ‘dis fo’ yew fro’ outside.” he continued before Julayla, gulping, took it.

“Uh, um…thank you, I think.” she spoke with concern, blushing a bit.

What was she doing? She should be leaving, not being nice to Fuzzy. She had plans and she should get back to the city soon. Plus, why was she blushing?

Fuzzy looked down a bit, rubbing his foot to the ground with a grin, “An’ ya know, I’s don’t remember seein’ ya ’round here. An’ I’d remember, too, ‘cuz we don’t usually git folks as purty as yew come ’round here. He-he-he.”

“You…you think I’m pretty?” she spoke before realizing, speaking to herself, “Oh right…guess there’s a difference between your version and my version.”

She sighed before speaking, “Um, listen, can you um, get me somewhere? I have an appointment and-“

However, Fuzzy gasped as he pointed, “What the heck is that?!”

“Fuzzy, I’m not going to fall for that one.”

“No, no! I’s sees it! Y’all gotta believes me on ‘dis one! Look ‘afore it’s too late!”

Finally, the shrugging girl turned, looking at where he pointed. At that moment, she was hit to the ground by Fuzzy by the end of the boomstick.

She groaned before she found herself being lifted up. What was he…?

At that moment, Fuzzy, whom had Julayla by the shoulders, began shouting, “‘ey, everybody! I’m gettin’ hitched!”

She hated to ask what that meant. Just then, she heard Fuzzy making a weird call of something. She looked behind him slightly before what appeared to be many other pink beasts, all like himself in some way, appearing.

She gulped a bit. It was a nightmare. Where were the Girls at anyway? Shouldn’t they be saving her or something?

To her notice, she saw two girls, both human, coming to the shack.

“Cherry and Berry!” she grinned, “Fuzzy’s sisters can get me out.”

As the other cousins gather, Cherry noticed the half naked girl, gasping, “Fuzzy, she’s half naked!”

“Don’tcha worry, Cherry. I’s got extra overalls her size she’s can fit into.” he spoke.

When all had gathered, he spoke to them with a smile, “‘Dat’s right, cousins, I’ve landed ‘de Lumpkin o’ muy dreams.”

“Fuzzy, do you even know who she is?” Berry asked.

Some of them only hushed her as he continued, “An’ I am gonna marry ‘dis here lil’ Lumpkinette as soon as possible.”

That realization knew what she meant. She was being shotgunned to be married. All the teen could do was scream and faint.

***

Professor Utonium had been searching carefully for her, trying to be cautious not to get lost himself.

Fortunately, when he was at boy scouts one time, he’d learn from nature there were some objects that can help him get through the place.

Finally, he noticed the smoke as he was concerned. Could it be?

He moved the bushes and to his shock, he saw many pink beasts all around, with Fuzzy and the minister waiting at a wooden-built stage.

“What in the world is he doing!?” he asked himself. “And my gosh, there’s so many of them.”

But the question was, where was Julayla?

***

Inside the shack, the dirty girl groaned before noticing the face of two familiar females looking at her.

“Cherry, Berry, thank god!” She spoke with relief, “I had the most horrible nightmare I’m going to marry your brother!”

“Uh, that’s not a dream, unfortunately,” Berry spoke with concern.

“We was asked ‘ta git y’all ready an’ fro’ ‘de look o’ yur clothin’, it wasn’t weddin’ material.” Cherry explained.

“WHAT!?” she gasped before looking down at herself.

The tattered rags that wrapped on her were gone, but she now wore the light blue overalls from earlier. Just when she wasn’t badly damaged enough, she was now looking the part of Southerner. At least her breasts were covered, thankfully.

“I’m so nervous,” a familiar voice outside spoke, “‘Dis is my first-ever weddin’, ya know. An’ ain’t nothin’ gonna ruin ‘dis day.”

She looked outside, noticing many of the kin outside with Fuzzy and a minister at the stage waiting, becoming more concerned.

“Girls, please. You have to stop Fuzzy from marrying me.” she spoke seriously.

“We’s gotta follow shotgun weddin’ rules: ya can’t interfere ‘wit ‘de wedding.” Cherry spoke.

“I’m not even wanting to marry Fuzzy.” she shouted before explaining, “Do you even realize who I am?”

“Yeah,” Berry spoke, “but Julayla, we saw that look on his eyes. He really, really is falling in love with you.”

“Ugh! Damn him! I rather be sitting in prison than doing this.” she glanced and complained.

Cherry then lifted her up, speaking, “Oh come on. He may look bad at first, but y’all see…he’s a nice person once ya git ‘ta know him.”

She only rolled her eyes at the thought of it. Fuzzy, nice? That would never happen.

“Now, where’s muy beautiful bride?” Fuzzy’s voice spoke.

At that moment, the door burst open with a fat relative and a thin one in red long johns arriving.

“Uh, we’ll be outside, if you need us.” Berry spoke before she and Cherry left.

Julayla backed up before the fat cousin smirked, “Now, no, don’t be shy ‘dere, Mrs. Fuzzy Lumpkins.”

“Yes.” the thin one smirked, “We wouldn’t want ya ‘ta be late fo’ yur own weddin’ an’ whatnot.”

At that moment, she was dragged out. Her day was from bad to worse. At that moment, she noticed the professor looking at the scene. He may not be much, but he was her last hope now.

“Professor Utonium, if you hear me, call the Girls! Call anyone! Just stop Fuzzy from marrying me!” she shouted.

The professor looked concerned. He wanted to study more of the Lumpkin, but with Julayla being forced to marry? This was becoming serious.

He pressed a button on his wristwatch, speaking quietly, “Girls, where are you? She may need help. Oh, what have I done?”

***

At the carnival, as the Girls were placing the Gangreen Gang into the paddy wagon, obviously them stealing from the carnival, they heard a beeping sound.

Blossom took out a device as she spoke, “Uh oh, it looks like trouble.”

“But what about the pony ride and merry go round?” Bubbles said with concern.

“We don’t have time, Bubbles. The Professor needs us.” Buttercup explained.

The trio flew away, heading off to where the forest was, hoping to arrive soon.

***

Julayla screamed, being tossed into Fuzzy’s arms. He looked at her as Julayla looked at him.

“Howdy, Jules.” he spoke quietly.

Realization dawned to her. Did Fuzzy call her what she believed she heard?

At that moment, the familiar trio arrived as the Professor spoke, “Girls, Julayla’s down there and she’s being forced to marry Fuzzy.”

“Ha! Serves her right.” Buttercup smirked, “Besides, that’s what she gets for going into Fuzzy’s property all the time.”

“No, Buttercup.” Blossom glanced, “If she’s being forced to marry against her will, she may need help.”

“But look at all the Lumpkinses.” Bubbles pointed. “Do you think she’s down there?”

“Only one way to find out.” Blossom nodded.

“Let’s go!” she shouted as they flew toward the area.

As the beating of the other relatives was going on, Fuzzy with Cherry, Berry, and Julayla looked at the minister as he spoke, “Dearly beloved, we are gathered ’round yonder here today to join together yon Fuzzy and this here girly in holy matri-ni-mony.”

“That’s ‘matrimony’, bub!” she spoke before she was hushed.

“Fuzzy, does y’all take this purty young thang for yur wifey?” he asked her.

“Boy howdy!” he grinned, placing his arm around Julayla, making her blush more.

Wait, she wasn’t suppose to blush around Fuzzy. What was wrong with her? And why was she feeling horny again?

“And does the little lady take Fuzzy for her lovin’ man?” he asked her.

The two female members looked as Fuzzy watched her. The teen looked concerned before all of a sudden, all five were piled on top by many relatives.

The girl screamed, trying to struggle and shout, “Gah! This really is the worst day of my life! Ugh, get me out of here!”

At that moment, the Girls with Professor came as Blossom gasped, “Oh no! Did we hurt you?”

“What about Cherry and Berry?” Bubbles asked with caution.

“What about them?” Buttercup frowned.

At that moment, two human arms waved before they were pulled out. They grunted before Julayla looked concerned.

“Fuzzy? Fuzzy!” she shouted before finding his arm, pulling him free from the pile.

She sighed a bit. At least he was safe.

“Julayla, are you crazy!?” the professor shouted, “You’re helping him out!? He could maul you.”

“I can think of much worse.” she glanced.

“What made you decide to get yourself in danger with Fuzzy anyway!?” Buttercup glared.

Furiously, Julayla pointed, “Why don’t you ask your dad for dragging me to the whole fucking thing!?”

They gasped at what she said.

“Oh my! What language!” Cherry gasped.

“Julayla!” Berry spoke, “Don’t blame the Professor for his own fault.”

“Um, well-” the professor began sheepishly.

“‘ey!” A familiar voice spoke out.

The conscious ones turned as they noticed Fuzzy, awaken and furious, glaring, “Leave muy wifey alone! Cain’t ya see we’s in love?”

“Uh oh.” Berry spoke.

“He’s mad now.” the concerned pink haired girl spoke.

Buttercup glanced as she spoke, “Okay, it’s time I give a heiny whooping and-“

At that moment, Fuzzy snatched Julayla’s arm, making her yelp.

“Fuzzy, what the hell are you doing!?” Julayla shouted, struggling, “Put me down, you idiot!”

However, Fuzzy glared to the Girls and Professor, shouting, “Y’all never take ‘er! Y’all can’t stop true love!”

The four kids looked confused as Cherry and the Professor were the only ones realizing as the older Lumpkinette spoke, “Uh, ya might wanna come back aftah a while.”

“But what about Julayla?” Bubbles asked.

“Trust me, Girls, I think we know Fuzzy won’t stop until he has what he wants.” He spoke with concern.

This was not good. Julayla was not going to be rescued after all.

Then, she noticed Fuzzy looking at her, smiling to her softly. He walked into his shack, taking her inside before placing her on his bed.

What was he going to do to her?

At that moment, she noticed Fuzzy placing a “Do not Disturb” sign before closing the door, locking it tightly.

“Fuzzy?” she asked him, trying to back away from Fuzzy going close to her, “Do you even know who I am?”

She saw Fuzzy leaning her down to the matress, going on top of her before speaking, “Just a Freak Girl who done purtyful today.”

She twitched a bit. She hated being called ‘Freak Girl’ by him.

Before Julayla could even speak, she was pulled up close before Fuzzy locked lips with hers, kissing a bit roughly while she struggled. As this happened, she felt Fuzzy groping her covered breasts, groaning softly.

What he actually wanted, when he saw her like that, was what Julayla was craving from Ace earlier…he wanted sex.

She couldn’t understand it. She was suppose to struggle her way off of him and stop the beast from fucking her, but she wasn’t. She couldn’t.

Finally, Fuzzy smirked as he said, “Let’s get ‘dem straps off o’ yew. I’s wanna see whatcha look like underneath fully.”

He undid one strap at a time on her before moving the top portion off, showing her exposed breasts. He grinned at the sight of it.

“Boy howdy!” he smiled, “‘Dey sure is big, Jules.”

He licked down on her breasts, groping them as she moaned and groaned. She gasped and panted, feeling his tongue licking her tits and suckling them.

Julayla hated to admit it, but it looked like he knew more about sex than Ace ever did. It was probably from the fact that his kin learned it when a whole lot younger.

She watched carefully as Fuzzy pulled the overall pants down before removing them completely, noticing her wet spot.

“Heh, still wets from when ya stumbled onto muy property, huh?” he chuckled a bit jokingly.

“Wait, you knew it was me? But why with all the chasing around then?” she asked.

“Well now, let’s not get inta ‘dat now, shall we?” he spoke.

He leaned down sucking and licking at her wet pussy, making her moan and groan.

“Oh god, Fuzzy.” she shouted, clenching onto the covers.

What she thought would turn out bad or worse turned out to be very nice for her.

She panted, feeling more of Fuzzy’s tongue going inside her.

“Fuzzy…Fuzzy…Oh god, Fuzzy!” she shouted before she began cumming.

The sweaty girl looked downward, looking at Fuzzy licking some of it off.

“Y’all look cute when yur horny, Jules.” he smirked with a low chuckle.

Julayla looked at Fuzzy for a moment before seeing the bulge in his overalls. Julayla remembered from earlier of what she had seen.

“Fuzzy,” she began, “do you like to um, masturbate while bathing?”

“‘Course I does. An’ um…’tis only cuz o’ when yew show-ed up back when we’s first met.” he explained.

She blushed at the thought. He does this because of her?

She looked at Fuzzy removing his boots, continuing, “Speakin’ o’ which…it’s yur turn.”

Julayla realized what that meant. The girl undid the clamps on the straps, letting them down before rubbing the bulge.

The pink beast chuckled at first before he let out a groan and moan. She could tell that he was liking it.

The teen pulled down his pants and tossed them aside, noticing his cock starting to rise up. It was a mixture of human and animal, but it was big.

Normally, whenever she saw him naked up close like that, she’d freak out (if it did actually happen). But thanks to all of this happening, especially with these confessions and the wedding, it was different.

“M-may I?” she asked him.

He nodded, much to her delight. The teen began kissing and licking it, with Fuzzy groaning. He gasped and moaned, feeling her human fingers rubbing his ballsac. The beast was starting to enjoy this.

Fuzzy looked as he saw the thin girl began bopping her head up and down, starting to suck and lick his hardened member. Fuzzy growled and began howling a bit. Damn, she knew how to please.

Julayla was held while she continued sucking. She didn’t feel like stopping. She was so horny, that she though this would go on forever.

“Yes, Jules, YES!!” he howled in pleasure.

This was what it was like to be screwed by a shotgunned wife. For him, however, she was his first wife…and probably the last and only.

More and more, Fuzzy groaned, growled, and howled like the beast he was. Perhaps they can care for one another and perhaps…his own curse, at least, would probably be broken eventually by her.

Finally, the howling pink hillbilly screamed, spraying cum onto her. She removed herself, with some of the cum sprayed on her face, her breasts, and her fingers.

He removed the messy glasses from her eyes, looking at her beautiful eyes. She really was pretty without them.

After a moment, Fuzzy lied Julayla down, speaking, “This here is yur first time, ain’t it?”

Julayla was cautious about her words. It was true that she does sleep sometimes with Ace…but unfortunately, she never went all the way. Perhaps this could be her first time after all, without interruptions.

“Yes…” she softly spoke, “be gentle.”

“Now y’all know a Lumpkin is known fo’ rough housin’.” he chuckled.

Her legs was spread open, showing her exposed cunt, ready and waiting for his package. The chuckling beast laughed more, holding her still for a moment before finally, thrusting himself inside her pussy.

She gasped and started groaning, screaming loudly as Fuzzy gave out an ecstatic howl, thrusting into her. Julayla groaned and moaned, feeling him going deeper and deeper inside her.

Julayla couldn’t help, but think about this pleasure. She thought she would gain pain from all of it, but fortunately, it was not to be true. This pleasure, it was so deep and thrilling, she hardly bothered on what she ever saw on a hoodlum like Ace.

Just then, a scream of pain was heard from heard. The two stopped for a moment, with Julayla noticing a small amount of blood going onto his cock. They both knew what this had meant.

“Well, well, no mo’ virgin, is yew?” he spoke to her.

The teen knew of it to be true: she had now lost her virginity…to the person she no longer hated…Fuzzy Lumpkins.

Julayla groaned and screamed a bit more, being bucked up and down his cock before speaking, “GOD, FUZZY!! YOU’RE SO BIG!!”

“An’ yew is so tight, Julayla!” he howled, thrusting his cock more.

Both Fuzzy and Julayla continued on with their sex, with her loins being extracted and his package going in and out of her. Now they knew that nothing could ruin the moment.

Finally, with one last scream and howl-like shouting, both came with much of it splattering all about. Fuzzy and Julayla had become extremely messy with all of the commotion they both had.

They panted before the girl lied on his chest, hugging him as she sighed, feeling like she had been complete.

“Fuzzy…” she began, “that was the best shotgun wedding ever.”

“Uh, y’all do realize ya never said ‘I do’, don’tcha?” he asked her.

She only giggled a bit, smiling, “Well, then, I guess we may have to try again, though I want a proper wedding next time, please.”

Fuzzy began to turn a bit red, but not of anger, of love. Both kissed one another before they lied together, knowing the next thing they would eventually do is have a proper wedding.

***

With the Girls themselves, they along with the Lumpkinette siblings have heard about what the professor and Julayla were trying to do earlier.

“Professor! Why didn’t you just ask me or Cherry about that!?” Berry spoke in anger, obviously annoyed about what had been going on earlier, “We could have explained our family curse.”

“Family curse!?” the professor spoke with shock, “Is that was Fuzzy and the others are?”

“Yeah, it’s been like ‘dat fo’ over 1000 years.” Cherry spoke seriously.

“It’s true.” Bubbles agreed, “Cherry even told me about it that night she babysit for me.”

The professor was in a real dilemma. All he had to do was ask Fuzzy’s sisters? Oh, why did he have to even bother analyze the Lumpkin in the first place.

“What now, Professor?” Blossom asked, “I mean, Julayla’s down there and-“

“I say let him have her. She’s better off without Ace.” Buttercup frowned.

Cherry, looking through the binoculars, looked at the shack with a glimpse of Fuzzy and Julayla, naked, looking happily to each other.

Before the others could speak, she spoke, “She is. I’s mean Fuzzy’s happy ‘wit her an’ Julayla’s don’t mind ‘im.”

Some of them were shocked about what she said with the Professor realizing what she actually meant.

Finally, he wrote down on his note, “Final analysis. Lumpkins who are under the dreaded Kylizka Curse, above all things, are…what’s the word, stupid.”

“Hey!” The female Lumpkins spoke, as if feeling insulted as well.

However, he ignored them as he continued, “On a side note, never speak of this incident again.”

He tore it into pieces as the females looked at one another. Perhaps the Professor taking Julayla, to him, was a bad idea after all. Besides, it almost got her killed anyway.

Although they did know that, despite the day Julayla had, both she and Fuzzy had realized their love for one another.

“One thing we can agree on…let Ace never know about this.” Buttercup frowned.

Everyone only nodded, speaking, “Agreed!”

The next wedding would be traditional and when the time would come, the spell on at least Fuzzy would be broken by her, so they’d eventually have their own happily ever after.

The End