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Posted at 2:03 am on May 22, 2017 by: Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
Year of the Crabs

Sniffing at the air while his head was still hanging out of the broken window, Red pinched his nose shut. "PEE-YEW!"

Before anything else could show up, Charon entered the building from below, disappearing from Red's sight.

Ducking back inside, Red realized he was in a former office, now filled with crusty tissues. Cringing, he stepped around the piles of petrified splooge, doing his best to avoid the tissues, though there were still some crunches from underneath his high heel boots.

The hallway outside the office wasn't any better. The air was sour, caused by the numerous crab juice stains on the walls.

Clutching his sparkly pink chainsaw near his crotch, Red slowly made his way through the building. Sometimes he'd hear something moving on the other side of a wall, unsure if it was more clones or an infestation of crabs. He hoped to avoid both until he found Charon. She had the rest of their weapons. And his make-up bag! Coming to a door at the end of the hallway, Red used a spare pair of panties to grasp the sticky doorknob.

On the other side of the door was a Staphanie clone, its legs spread wide, held open by chains hanging from the ceiling. She didn't see Red, too distracted by the 24-inch dildo attached to a machine repeatedly thrusting into her mouth and down her throat.

Was it some kind of experiment, to see how a Staph's horniness influenced her crab production? If so, it was working, crabs constantly falling out of her huge vagina. Red wished he hadn't entered the room, but before he could leave, the crabs noticed him and scuttled towards him.








"You're sniffing up the wrong tree," Deadblood answered. Angel was being a pain in the ass, but he knew that whatever reason Hra'gad was looking for her couldn't be good. "I mind my own business out here. You should know that."

Before Triple Nose could say anything else, there was a crash from inside the cabin.

DB looked back at the cabin, knowing his cover was blown. When he looked back, Triple Nose was lunging forward, the Chane and Staph clones not far behind. As Triple Nose got closer, DB drew his katana and stabbed him in the quad muscle. It was Triple Nose's well-known weak spot.






Some of the Staph clones moved in to tend to Triple Nose while the rest, along with the Chane clones, stepped around them to focus on DB.

Eyes wide, knowing the clones would easily overwhelm him, he ran back to the cabin's front door and banged as hard as he could on it. "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, LET ME IN!"

The door finally opened, but not because Angel and Cadmus opened it. It broke open and after stumbling in, DB noticed they were out of sight, Operation still sitting overturned on the table. Quickly, he slammed the door shut and leaned against it. "Where the hell's my shotgun?!"








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