Bubblegum Crisis Tokyo 2040 Fan Fiction ❯ Bubblegum Pink 2040 ❯ The Diamond-Studded Vibrator ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

WARNING: The following fanfic is a lemon; containing sexual content and harsh language. Viewer discretion is advised. All those participating herein are 18 years of age or older.


In the last episode of BGP: Nene beats Mackie up for being an inadvertent peeping tom. Daley Wong ports over to the Silent Mobius lemon for some fuck-e-fuck. The deep communication between Linna and Priss has been revealed. (Surprise! -_-;) And Celia, in order to help out from her brother's ordeal, strengthens the deep sibling communication between them. We now return to the scene of Celia's apartment where...

Priss: [Knocking on the door...] Ey, Cilvarings! You in?!

This very door, the entrance to Ms. Stingray's apartment, is muffling out the sound of commotion. The sound of a panicking Ms. Stingray trying to find out what to do after you let your own little brother do your cleavage.

Linna: Sounds like she's already busy. Maybe we should return later.

Priss: Hmmm... Well... I wanna see if the kid's okay. 'Cause that's who we came to see. Right?


After Celia calmed down from ensuing any more chaos; she, her brother, Priss, and Linna are now sitting on the couches between the table. The coffee maker had been set up to produce some liquid caffeine as the two lesbians explain the reason for their visit.

Priss: I wanna personally thank you for restoring my bike, kid.

Mackie: [Blushing and scratching the back of his head...] Well, it's nothing, really... That bike of yours is tough, though...

Linna: Wella course. If it belongs to Priss; it must be as tough as her. Right?

Priss: The earthquake didn't give me much choice, did it? -_-;

Celia: Look. I have some... Stuff... To do. Why don't you ladies keep an eye on my brother for a while.

Priss: Sure! I betcha he made _you_ pretty happy, huh?

Celia: Huh? Wh- Why would you say that?

Priss: Well, first of all you're showin' some BOMB-ASS titty-space.

Linna: And I'm beginning to notice some "stuff" on you neck...

A bucket lands on top of Celia's head; signifying that she won't hear the end of this for a while.

Priss: Don't worry about a thing, Celtser! We'll treat 'em like he's our own brother.

Celia: (That's what I'm worried about...)

And as Celia exits the room to contact Nene; Priss takes her opportunity to sit near a violently reddening Mackie. She motions Linna to sit on the other side.

Priss: So. How did it feel?

Mackie: Well... Uh... I mean...

Priss: [Nudging his shoulder.] It felt good, didn't it?

Poor Mackie tries to figure out what to say; only to end up gaping down the rock singer's shirt. The scene switches to an SD Priss holding tissue by the SD Mackie's nose; the title over their persons reading, "Don't Have A Nosebleed."

Priss: I'ma let you know right now: She may feel good, but I feel _way_ better than her.

Linna: [Just now sitting down with a cup of coffee and a red face.]

Priss: Oh! And here she is; Little Miss Normal. What took you so long?

Linna: Oh, cut that out! I'm not as forward as you are, mind you.

Priss: [Goes over to Mackie's ear, whispering...] Don't let her "shy act" fool you. She's just as much of a cock-freak as me. She just won't admit it.

Mackie: [His face glowing redder than it already was.]

Linna: [Goes over to Mackie's other ear, whispering...] Even though what she says is true; I don't want you to think I'm just some walking pin cushion. I follow a set procedure, you know...

Mackie: [The red glow of his face starts to diminish...]

Priss: [Gets up and starts to exit the room.] But first, WHERE'S THE KITCHEN??!! I'm starvin' like Marvin on his first day!

-=*=-

Nene: [Over the videophone, yawning...] What the hell? Celia. I'm trying to get my sleep. Why are you calling me? And also... Why do you have something between your breast? If you're trying to be an obscene phone caller, it ain't working.

Celia: [Heavily panting...] Ms. Romanova... I want... Oh, damn!

-=***=-

Over at the headquarters of GENOM Corp, B.J. Mason has finished up with another "meeting with the media." Apparently whenever there's a rampant Boomer making its name known like a "Cash-Money" rapper; GENOM would be the first place to go for the blame. Not that it isn't true; mind you. This large industry's just taking its steps toward life-long economical perfection. It's only when ADP and the Knight Sabres come in that they get rampant.

Mason enters his office; his two "hoe-bots" ever ready to ease his tension. But as soon as the two female Boomers start getting semi-busy on him, the videophone rangs with its sheer urgency; meaning that the "boss monkey" is on the other line. It's obvious for Quincy's chief vice president that it won't have anything to do with his hard-on. So he sets it to sound and answers it with his best intent to help his boss.

Quincy: The Knight Sabres, Mason. We're Japan's #1 company when it comes to creating androids. Even though our financiers are hurriedly heading towards our competitors due to the few of our "haywire products." The AMP I can tolerate. But not the Knight Sabres.

Mason: [Putting his "aids" to the side and switching the videophone to visual.] My apologies, sir. My staff and I will due something about this nuisance in due time.

Quincy: Mason. If you have time to dress your aids up as "Rei Ayanami" and "Asuka Souryuu-Langley" respectively... Then you can use that same amount of time to deal with the Sabres. Understand?

Mason: [Turns pure white in shock...] Y- Yes, sir!

The supreme head of GENOM hangs up instantly. Mason hangs up after about a few minutes of shock. And the lesson learned by this kid is to never try to go over someone who's basically a computer.

In all actuality; he and his staff are already at work collecting the data from the past run-ins with the KS and pinpointing their identities and where-abouts. A wicked smile forms on the slick-looking bastard's face. Maybe he'll even get a chance to do his two "cosplay secretaries" again.

-=***=-

Back at Celia's apartment... The kitchen counter is littered with dirty plates and half-empty glasses...

Priss: [Laying on the couch with a full stomach.] DAMN, THAT WAS SOME GREAT SHIT!!

Mackie: Sis is not gonna be happy. You've nearly eaten her out of house and home.

Linna: [Drinking her decaffeinated soda.] You're not the first, kid. She doesn't get the chance to chow down like the "Princess of New Jerusalem" everyday.

Priss: What are you saying? That I'm some fat, disgusting, slob? *BURRRRP!!*

Linna: Oh no! I can't say that you're a fat, disgusting slob. You're more like an oversexed, bombastic slob.

Priss: Watch it, "leotard girl!" I know your credit card numbers!

Linna: And I know how to change 'em, "retro-trash."

Mackie: Stop it! You mustn't fight!

Too late. The two are going at it like "rock'em sock'em robots;" trying the best they can to knock each other's head off. But Priss decides to let Linna knock hers off since something in her system tells her that she had to do something else.

Priss: Hey, I'm gonna go take a dump. But when I come back, I wanna see you two going at it like rabbits! You hear me?!

Mackie: Uh... Yeah. Sure... Rabbits.

Linna: Whatever you say...

The ronin rock artist makes her exit; leaving the once clean kitchen a dark and dingy silence. Mackie gets nervous as how to start out. With Celia, she knew that he wanted to do her. But he saw in her face the sheer disgust in it. Linna, from her end, is also wondering out to start since she isn't as forward as Priss. And she's also afraid that she might be fibbing and is actually listening through the door...

When she's really using the toilet. Proving false the assumption that Priss can eat anything; no matter how tough she is.

-=***=-

Celia's currently at Nene Romanova's apartment; trying her best to remove the stench of titty-fuck from her person. Her host would've been complaining about the prolonged use of the shower. (Japanese water ain't cheap, dammit!) But Celia was gracious enough to feed her stash of cash into Nene's utilities bill. And all she has to do is walk down the street to the nearest Chinese supermarket.

Speaking of funky fish; Celia needs to discuss to Nene on how to improve her "relationship" with her brother. Mackie _IS_ a pervert. But the last thing she needs is for him to cower in a dark corner whilst women are beating the crap outta him. She'd rather... Have him... She doesn't even wanna think about it. And yet she needs a way to keep him from getting hurt. There must be another way, though.

Nene, meanwhile, is walking from said Chinese market pondering about what Celia said to her before she left. "I need to talk to you about my brother Mackie," she said. If she's referring to the scummy pervert she had to beat some sense into; she thought that he deserved it. Yeah; she was basically doing justice to everyone who's female and knows how hard it is to be one.

If only she'd seen the genuine look on Celia's face... It wouldn't totally be the case.

But as she nears her apartment; she hears a strange sound as a tall figure passes her by. That sound had reminded her... The spark in the back of her head ignites a scene of her best friend (from the same department she works in) straddling a handsome-looking male sexdroid. Yep. Sometimes the best man for any job is one where h-

Nene: Huh?! [Turns half-circle.] OH MY GOD!!

Announced tall figure happens to be a Boomer; introducing his armaments (that are ironically within his forearms) to the general driving public. It, the Boomer formerly known as "he," takes whatever programmed frustrations out by turning each mode of transportation into randomized junk; taking a few lives in the process. Luckily for Nene, Celia had her hardsuits in the little van she drove in.

But then again... That's part of Mason's plan. Right?

-=***=-

Meanwhile, Priss had set off a stinkbomb into Celia's restroom that'll last longer than used-up nuclear power plant rods. (The restroom being the least of Ms. Stingray's for now.) She drags herself back into the kitchen hoping to see some hardcore sex scene from out of a porno video. What she did find... Causes the underground rock star to violently drop her jaw. Last time she left the kitchen... It was like a garbage dump. Now it's as clean as the four Knight Sabre hardsuits on their first day; glistening like stars in the moonlit sky.

Priss: [Grimacing...] Oh, fuck dem stars...

-=-

"In Japan, water is one of the carefully used resources. Just like electricity and gas. So, wasting water would cost a lot of money. And money is something that one does not have much of."

(An excerpt from A-kun McCrillis' Variable Geo fanfic: Variable Nu. <http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Island/3968/variable/avg.html>)
< br> With that being noted, it's all about what Mackie and Linna need to do now. After cleaning the kitchen, they both need to take a shower. But the strict Japanese law states that they can't waste water. They would have to take a shower together; thereby setting up a perfect lemon scene to commence. That would be something the two would like to have... And yet can't because #1: Linna would want to keep at least some type of dignity and #2 Mackie would inevitably lose it.

And it's of no use to have Mackie avoid eye contact when she takes her clothes off. Because he _will_ end up seeing her naked. Both of their faces are just glowing as red as stop signs...

*I wanna see if the kid's okay. 'Cause that's who we came to see.*

For Linna, there was no way around it. Priss decided that the two were going to "school 'im on how to handle a woman." And since Priss is probably still on the can, as well as Mackie having his adventure with his own big sister, she had to build up her courage and handle this herself.

Now... Linna dresses in her reasonable manner; whatever occasion it happens to be. Her business skirt, light-colored blouse, and control-top stockings is a refreshing alternative to Priss' "biker-chick" style (speedo top, biker pants, and leather jacket). And she sees the younger Stingray sporting his morning attire; which is sweatpants and a t-shirt with some random insignia of what-have-you. In other words; if one was asked to join in for sex; then Mackie's attire would be less troublesome to remove.

Her first option would to just grab his salami and swallow it down like there's no tomorrow. But would Mackie stop at this point? He'd probably overpower her and stick himself in every orifice she had; bypassing the shower thingy all together. So that was out of the question...

Mackie: Hey, Linna-san.

Linna: HAH!! Oh! Yes? What is it?

Mackie: [Nearly drooling...] You said we're... Gonna... Have to...

Linna: [Eyes starting to swirl.] To conserve water. That's right!

The sexual tension was building up. And neither of the two want to make their first step a terrible mistake. Meanwhile, a hideous-looking spider had made its way into the scene. This catches Mackie and Linna with their metaphorical pants down. The sooner had turn white and started screeching like a chalk on blackboard. The latter had screeched at the same pitch and clinged on to the nearest tall object like a cat on a tree. Said object happened to be Mackie; who's currently a statue.

Priss: [Removing the hideous spider face.] Okay! Phase 1 complete!

Linna: [Still all over Mackie.] Priss?! That was you?!

Mackie: [Snapped out of "statue status."] P- Priss-san?!

Priss: I've managed to get you two close to each other. And now for Phase Two!

-=*=-

Celia and Nene, in their hardsuits, are now fighting it out with the angsting Boomer. The two seem to be doing well; the Knight Saber leader doing her best to slice it up, and expert hacker kicking Boomer booty like her old "Bubblegum Crash" incarnation.

Meanwhile, somewhere unknown, B.J. Mason is using the replayed video to see who did what. He'd soon followed the entrances of the two hardsuits, playing the tape backwards, and found that they came from some back alley. Noticing this, he shifts the view to street level and finds a Silky Doll lingerie van pulling into the alleyway...

Mason: Ah, the advent of technology. With the right ideas and a flick of a finger, one can get his revenge in an instant.

-=*=-

Unbeknownst of the future terror that might be caused, Linna finally braves herself into a shower scene with Mackie. But it was only because Priss was not very far behind. As the warm water sprinkles from out of the overhead faucets, causing a foggy rainstorm of sorts, shades of red are found on two of the three recipients of the shower. But Priss had been adding a small amount of sexual pressure upon both of them.

The faucet time had reached its limit, and it automatically turns off. There was a long duration of silence except for the running drain. But the rock star decides to break this silence by attacking Linna first. Figuring that this will turn Mackie on as soon as he sees it, they all exit the shower room and make their way to the bed (which happens to belong to Celia).

She lays the sexy secretary onto the mattress; kissing her deeply, fondling her ample breasts, and running her fingers along her pussy lips. Mackie was already eager to stick his manhood inside either one of the two's pussy. But his dick's been halted by Priss' hand, having other plans for young Stingray.

She leads him to fondle Linna's breasts as she goes down to lick at her now clean pussy; causing more moans to escape from her mouth. Priss then pushes her up so Linna's head can be on the pillows, bringing Mackie's face over to her crotch and giving him a hidden order to orally please her. Mackie, however, couldn't stand the tension; which she understood. So, giving him a light kiss on the cheek, Priss goes over to his manhood and starts handling its business end by lightly jerking it off with her hand and licking along its length.

By then Linna notices a new presence between her legs. And it's not Priss; who meanwhile has her crotch in front of Linna's face; basically trying to start a "licky-licky love-love triangle." But she had a better idea. She tells Mackie to lay on the bed, his head on the pillows, as she lays on his face and asks Priss to join in. He gets the idea by licking on Linna's wet cunt and fingering her hot snatch. Meanwhile, Priss is teaching Linna the fine arts of going down on a man.

She gathers up some bravery, through Priss' coercing and Mackie's "oooohh-so-great" pussy-eating. And Linna starts to lick upon the head of his cock. But too much had been done on it for too long and it shoots out the white, sticky goo that was longing for release. With cum all over her face, Linna starts to cry. But Priss gives her an encouraging laugh as she licks some of it off and starts to fill her pussy with Mackie's manhood.

Priss Asagiri
Linna Yamazaki
Mackie Stingray

Meanwhile, the two remaining Knight Sabers have FINALLY defeated that annoying boomer that was just refusing to do the "86" thing. They stood heroically as the poor biomechanical monster had been set to flames by the nearby power cords.

Celia Stingray
Nene Romanova

-=*=-

Mason: As you can see, my team and I had been hard at work finding the identity of the illusive Knight Sabers. My only need now is your word and approval to wipe these dogs off the map. Sir...?

B.J. Mason is now in Quincy's office. But after a few moments of silence, he starts to look at the configuration of computers and such that's suppose to BE Quincy. And he finds that he's not in his own office.

Bumping noise can be heard from the back of Mason. He quickly turns around to find a couple guys from U-Haul moving stuff around; as well as a nerdy-looking guy who would basically be a grown-up Harry Potter.

Quincy, being the pale-skinned guy he is, is even whiter in shock.

Mason: WHO ARE YOU??!! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BOSS??!!

?????: I'm William Gates II, new head of GENOM. Oh, and Quincy's dead.

Mason: [Turning stone-cold concrete white.] B- B-b-b-b-but what about my plans?! The... Knight Sabers?! They're gonna...

Gates: Don't even worry about them. "Taking over the world" plots are SOOOO last millennium ago. It's now about writing software!

Mason: [With tears in his eyes.] Oh no! My cushy job...! My secretaries...!

Gates: [Whaps him in the back.] Oh, don't worry about it! I sent you to accounting. And your secretary...

The childhood spawn of Microsoft's chairman whistles for Mason's new secretary to come in...

Rosamia: I am Miss Pattiwhack, I am the queen of hitting the pink bunnies in my head. Let's screw like rabbits.

The fact that the author is using Rosamia Badam, a mobile suit pilot from Zeta Gundam, as a final punchline; causes lots of pots and pans to fall all over poor Mason...

-=*=-

That afternoon, Celia goes back to her apartment with Nene in tow. The sooner talks to the later about Mackie and how he should be treated the next time they meet. But Nene isn't buying it; she still considers him a pervert. But Celia brings up the fact that Nene and her friend she works with over at AMP are "way more than friends." The short, platinum-blonde-haired hacker turns a shade of violent red as she tries to find a counterattack for what she had said.

Having won another victory for the day, Celia enters her bedroom... And then exits her bedroom. She passes by Nene and enters the restroom... And then she exits from there, holding her nose. Nene can only stare in confusion as Celia tries to find a good place to ease her now monstrous tension.

Meanwhile, Nene can hear some heavy moaning from the bedroom. She opens the door up just a crack to find... Linna and Mackie going at it like rabbits in Calculus class. And Nene's face turns from violent red to hideous white.

Linna lays on the bed as Mackie slams his salami into her pussy; the both of them moaning loudly with each thrust. He holds her by the waist as her silk-stockinged legs lay along his chest and around his head...

Mackie: Linna-san... I'm going... to cum...!

Linna: Pull out...! Squirt it all over me...!

With that order being given, Mackie's cock exits her sopping pussy as he moves himself up to Linna's upper body as he shoots his load all over her face and breasts. She takes his cock by the hand, after he finishes shooting, and licks at his tip of his cock to clean off some of the white goop...

Nene had just turned into a statue by that point...

Priss: [Sitting nearby the opened door, having a Bud.] Hey, Nene! Wanna join us?

No, Nene did not wanna join them. She starts to look around for Celia in the hopes that she can help her ease of the same tension...

Priss: Hmph. Lesbians. No better than me and Linna.

The story ends with Nene successfully finding the Knight Saber leader. They haven't came up for air in two days, though.


Characters from Bubblegum Crisis (2040) belong to Artmic, Youmex, and AIC.

Parodies of the old Bubblegum Crisis OAVs were done by JAG Productions. [http://www.snowcrest.net/fox/jag/]

Rosamia Badam (Zeta Gundam) belongs to Sotsu Agency and Sunrise. The joke about her was used in a Jerry Springer parody by Gail-chan (yuuisami@yahoo.com).

All other characters used herein belong to their respective copyright holders.