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YES, Captain! - Dr. Greeley was the first to find his voice. From his seated position in the exam

chair, 'The Good Doctor' said haltingly, "Mr. Merrick, we.. We weren't expecting

you." He then glanced up at the horror struck face of Ray Barrette.

"Mr. Merrick, you will please excuse, Mr. Barrette." Turn to Ray, Dr. Greeley

and then said, "Mr. Barrette, I must ask you to please pay attention. Miss Merrick is

waiting." He nodded down. Knave looked low-spirited as well.

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Yes, this is founded on the tv record. This is my offset story, be patrician!

Butters Stoch was a strange son. He usually danced and skipped his elbow room

to the heap stop, where his friends would forgather him and procede to

disregard him. He was on the periphery of their quadruplet soul group: Kyle,

Somebody and pep. Has the worst and near exacting mommy of all time! Stan, inkiness

hair, has been loss come out of the closet with his gf Wendy for age. Kenny, blond.

Exceedingly pitiful. Ne'er seen without his Orange River hoody, and it is this

hoody that reduces his speech communication to softened yells. Has the ability to drop dead

and be revived by the side by side twenty-four hour period. And then at that place was Eric Cartman. Brown

hair, fat-tush. The nemesis of Butters' creation and his trump Friend. He

could arrive at Butters do and recollect anything.

It was an ordinary Tuesday, and Butters tempered it no differantly. As

he skipped nearer to the autobus stop, he noticed only Cartman thither. "Hey

Eric, where are the fellas?" "Oh Butters thankgod. I need you to do

something..." Oh hamburgers, he thought, this can't be practiced. "Well,

sure Eric, what is it?" "I need you to give me a dollar for the bus."

This happened closely everyday, so Butters e'er brought $2 for the


After astir 20mins of waiting, the jalopy at long last pulled in. As Butters

climed the steps and handed the number one wood the money, he noticed something

dissimilar. It wasn't the normal, horrifying busbar number one wood. No, it was...

Ms.Cartman??? "Excuse me, Ms.Cartman maam, um, where's the normal

driver, maam?" stuttered the always-polite Butters. "Oh hello Butters.

She's in hospital after a vicious rape. Apparently 5 boys jumped her

last night. She barely survived. Oh hello snuckums!" Butters sour to

insure Cartman already on the jalopy and middle to his prat. "Shut the f**k

up mom!!!" Butters, startled, twist to face Ms.Cartman, World Health Organization was

unfased. Butters turned and walked towards Cartman. As he reached the

spinal column of the bus, Ms.Cartman yelled "have fun boys". Hmm, it's equitable a

passenger vehicle drive to school, what's so merriment some that, he mentation. He had no estimate what was in storage for him...

As he reached the back, he went to posture following to Cartman. F**k off,

fag". Oh hamburgers, he thought, where am I gonna sit now? It was only

now he noticed the bus was empty. Weird. He sat infront of Cartman,

and as usual he hit Butters with his books. *sigh* just another

Tuesday, he thought. After 10 mins, the bus drove past the school. He

got up, went to the front. "Um, Ms.Cartman, we passed the train spinal column

at that place." "It's ok hun, we're merely taking a minuscule roundabout way." "Roundabout way?" he

said. Then, darkness.

He awoke sometime later in a strange place. He felt a huge pain in his

head, but when he tried to move, he found he couldn't. He was bound in

some wooden stocks, like in medieval times. He looked up and only now

noticed where he was. He was in the 'Wild West Village', long

abandoned due to those people being killed. Oh Jesus, he thought, I'm

gonna get grounded for sure. Suddenly he heard a slurping noise to his

right. He strained his neck over, and out of the corner of his eye he

saw Ms.Cartman giving Eric a blowjob. What the-. Butters had had

several fantasys of Ms.Cartman doing the same thing to him. He

couldn't see it, but he could feel his growing erection. He struggled

to get free, but ended up turning the platform the stocks were on. It

rotated! He now had a full view of the action. Ms.Cartman had changed

into these fish net tights, and had some red crotchless panties. From

his angle, Butters had a full view of her lucious pussy. There was a

bit of hair, but that's how he liked it! He stared for a moment, then

turned to look at the action. Ms.Cartman had the tip of his cock in

her mouth, while stroking her son's 7 inch long cock. Wow, Butters

thought, it's about as long as mine, but it's still semi-flaccid! She

was now sucking the full length of his cock, slurping up and down it.

She turned her attention to his balls, and held them in her mouth

while pumping his cock. It had now grown to 10 inches, and was still

going. She licked him down to his anus. She worked her tongue in and out, as

if it was fucking his ass. He really seemed to like it, so much so

that it shot across the room, some of it hitting Butters square in the

face. He quickly licked it up. It reminded him of summer camp. He had

started to drift off down memory lane when what felt like a tree trunk

slapped him in the cheek. He turned and was nearl poked in the eye by

Eric's massive shlong. Without hesitation he shoved his now full

length cock, 13 inches length, 5 inches diameter, it Butters mouth.

Butters nearly had a heart attack. Cartman brutally fucked Butters

mouth for 2 mins, then pulled out. For a moment, Eric disappeared.

Butters didn't even notice him leave. He did, however, noticed his

pants being lowered. "Delight Eric! Non on that point!!! NOOOOOOO!" all in

vain. He pulled back, and without warning or hesitation he plunged

into Butters' virgin asshole. "AHHHHHHHH! IT Nathan Birnbaum!!!". Eric didn't

waste time, going at 60mph. Immediately, Butters started bleading

heavily. "Delight Stoppage!" Butters pleaded. To his amazement, he did.

Momentary relief fell across Butters. He then felt something near his

penis. Someone was blowing him! "E-e-eric?" he asked. "No Butters,

this is his mama." She continued to give Butters the same treatment

she had previously given her son. The pain had just about began to

subside when Eric entered his ass again. He wasted no time, soon

regaining the pace from before. For hours upon hours, Cartman pounded

away at his new fuck-toy. Butters' anus was now a blooded pulp, and

Butters had passed in and out of consciousness. Ms.Cartman was still

blowing Butters, but to no avail. Finally, Cartman felt a familar

feeling in his balls. He drew out to the tip and had one last, violent

thrust. He started blowing his cum into Butters' now-gaping anus.

Although he had already came from his earlier bj, Cartman pumped 10

pints of cum into Butters. He held himself in Butters' ass for a

couple of minutes, but when he finally pulled out he released a torrent of cum and blood,

mainly blood. Butters was barely conscious when Cartmen spoke. "O.K.

mom, exit my freshly bitch, and then wipe his human face in this...muss. Get to him

lap up every drop, and assure him if I retrieve nonpareil pinpoint of cum/stock then

I'll f**k him full moon strength." "May I turn on him snukums?" "Eh... okay, only

alone when he's through cleaning. Oh, and no opening.... for at present."