Battle Royale w. Cheese! Turn 7.2 - Samus and 18 (Wetshirt Waterpark) (Patreon)

> BECOME BBFFwBs (BEST BIMBO FRIENDS FOREVER WITH BENEFITS) [VANILLA]

> BONUS: WILD CARD! #9

> BONUS: WILD CARD! #12

Beep!

“Oh my Gawd, Sammy, what if–what if–what if–?”

“What if, like, what?”

“What if we totally became the bestest, like, best friends with benefits, like, ever. We could totally fuck whenever we, like, want, and we’d have the greatest sex ever!”

Clasping her cheeks, Samus bounced on the spot, threatening to pop her giant boobs out of her bikini top. “O-M-G, 18, you’re totally right! Why don’t we start, like, right now?”

The two drew in a deep breath and slammed their faces together like two halves of a sandwich, smacking lips against lips and slipping tongues between them to slurp up the sweet, sweet filling. Farther down, their hands roamed all over each other’s bodies, clasping breasts and tweaking nipples, squeezing cheeks, and sliding fingers between thighs to play with the even sweeter lips hidden inside.

As 18 fingered her, Samus threw back her head and moaned. “Oh my, like, Gawd!” Knees trembling, she collapsed to the ground, dragging 18 with her. Lying there on the cold, milky floor, covered only by the shadows cast by the pipes above, the two tore off their bottoms, spread their legs, and slammed their pouring sexes together with a scream that could probably be heard in Hellish Hotel.

“Oh-oh-oh-ohmyGawd!” cried 18, face red and dripping.

“Oh-oh-oh-ohmyGawd!” squealed Samus, her tanned skin drenched.

From above them came a beeping.

It took a second for the two to stop scissoring and pay attention. By the time they did, Taberu was already halfway through her speech: “Oooh!” she cried. “We got two zone-specific cards this time. It’s no. 9: Chemical Spill! and no. 12: Flash Sale! If nyou’re in the relevant areas… enjoy!”

“What’s a, like, rellyvant area?” asked 18.

Above their heads, the pipes started to gurgle. As they looked up, blinking in shock, the sound grew so loud it was almost painful. One by one, the pipes twisted and contorted, wrenched out of shape by the pressure growing within them. Metal buckled–rivets flew free with a series of comical pings. The entire park groaned like an animal in pain.

Finally, something gave. With a terrible sploosh, every pipe in the park burst simultaneously. Millions of liters of colorful fluid poured free, flooding the floor of the park in instants.

Samus and 18 had a good twenty seconds to react to the sight of the deluge flowing towards them: a tremendous, prismatic tidal wave of bubbling, steaming chemicals.

“Um, hey,” said Samus as its shadow loomed over them. “Maybe we should–Mmmphf!”

SPLASH!

The pair screamed as the water swept them up, spinning them around and soaking them like clothes in the wash before hauling them through the park like two pieces of driftwood. Drenched, half-drowned, the two gasped and flailed for air. Where the liquid touched them, their bodies tingled and burned with transformative energy.

Finally, the two washed to a stop in a desert-turned-swamp by the flood. Lying there in the prismatic puddles, they groaned at the feeling of their dripping bodies changing.

Sitting up, Samus groaned as her ears melted away and two new ones appeared atop her head, their fur matching the tail growing from the base of her spine. All of a sudden, she wanted nothing more than to chew on a nice, hard bone.

18, on the other hand, scrambled at her sex. Between her legs, her clitoris pulsed madly, growing thick and erect and riddled with veins as it swelled into a throbbing cock. Finally, her vulva disgorged a pair of equally swollen balls and sealed itself shut behind them. Grabbing her new member, she screwed up her eyes and pumped it with a moan.

Shaking some of the water off her liquid, Samus padded over to her and barked happily. Swallowing, 18 lowered her hands. Samus had her mouth around her shaft in seconds.

As the former bounty hunter sucked on 18’s bone, the sound of leathery wings–hundreds of them–filled the air–and ceased in a single instant.

With a splash, 18’s gun landed beside them.

“Found nyou,” said Nomi.