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Thread: " we've got golden tickets. " [ mintie && nettik ]

The set of girls was obviously an. . Odd group to say the least, Veruca Salt judging that just by looking between them all, raising a brow slightly as she noticed the short red head to her left. Arms settling down on her hips, the black dress that held onto her frame, gold belt wrapped around her waist to obviously put her figure on an easier pedestal. Sure, she was no overly exposed tramp like say, the girl opposite of short hair over there, but she was easily next. Not that she minded, her red heels adding to her height as she stared down again at the female as she pretty much inhaled a piece of chocolate. Wow. Good mouth much? Do you just keep chocolate in your pockets? Confused and curious, the brunette raised a brow and completely disregarded her being excited to find a golden ticket. Shaking her head, Violet Beauregarde had already made a half silent attempt to speak to the female opposite her, though obviously whatever was on her i Phone was more important than, well, breathing. Denim cut off shorts on her lower half, her hands subconsciously tucked themselves into her back pockets, the not so curvy female letting out a soft sigh. Sure, she was pretty, and she was at least a B cup, but obviously Violet Beauregarde was more of the athletic variety. However, all of their attention shifted from one another, turning in the direction of the female walking toward them. Cane, top hat. . The owner of the factory herself had them all in hushed, excited silence, Veruca raising a brow softly as she heard the sound of 'rewards'. Hm. Sounded pleasant, all the while Violet's mind went lovingly toward 'winning'. Open up and suck on something sweet huh? Was that ringing out in anyone else's mind? It didn't matter, Veruca wasn't going to bother asking, nodding her head gently, I'm ready, However, in a short instant, her hand was outstretched like the true spot light hogger she was, I'm Veruca Salt Miss Wonka.
Thread: " we've got golden tickets. " [ mintie && nettik ]

Just a shirt pocket. That way it doesnt melt. It relaxes me. August retorted, not quite liking the feel of Ms. Salt. She seemed like a, what was the word Bitch. But she was determined to be a nice girl. Nice girls got to have big prizes. Bitches got slapped. So when Ms. Wonka came out, she was all attention, even going so far as to finish her piece of chocolate just in case she needed to talk. Im just happy to have won maam. Getting to see everything behind your chocolate is like a dream come true. Good for you. She said rather bluntly to Veruca, not really caring, so it seemed. No cell phones, flash photography, pornography or distractions otherwise not stated. Ms. Wonka plucked the iPhone from Michelle and chucked it haphazardly away over her shoulder, much to a stunned and horrified wasian girl. There will be plenty of excitement inside and this tour is a privilege to the winners of the competition, not to a bunch of people looking images up on google. Ms. Wonka turned about and waved her arm forward. Follow girls. My factory awaits, with sweet treats and tantalizing surprises. She cooed, starting a rather exaggerate pimp walk towards her factory door. Oh yes, she was an odd one alright.
Thread: " we've got golden tickets. " [ mintie && nettik ]

Ironically, Violet had been standing there for so long, she almost forgot about the gum in her mouth, chewing sternly to get the flavor rushing back into her system, her eyes glancing over to the red head when she mentioned that she kept her chocolate in a shirt pocket. Well it was peculiar just to be walking around with a shirt pocket full of chocolate. Not like walking around with a pack of gum, her eyes moved back to Miss Wonka as she tossed Veruca's introduction, as well as the girl's phone completely off to the side somewhere. Watching the phone hit the cobblestone ground and shatter, she kept herself from snickering slightly though somewhat caught off guard as she ran over the list of things they couldn't have. Pornography? Who the hell carries that into a candy factory? What kind of sick creep- Well, maybe the porn star over there who's phone was now in pieces. Violet shaking her head now, examining the awkward walking stance of Miss Wonka before following along behind her. The brunette let one of her eyes twitch softly when her introduction was totally discarded, silently saying a few not so pleasant words, though the attention was easily directed to the Asian girl's not so indestructible phone. Shrugging it off like the true princess she was, Veruca Salt knew better than to throw an absolute tantrum just yet. No, wait until they got inside and she was denied something that she wanted. Then she could have an absolute fit, each of them following along behind the woman as they walked into the factory that they had all been so eager to get inside.
Thread: " we've got golden tickets. " [ mintie && nettik ]

They made their way inside, Michelle still quite heartbroken with the breaking of her iPhone. The first thing they found was a rather vanilla front office. Nothing too special. Nobody was really there though, not even a receptionist. Front office. Moving on. Was all Wonka said, obviously brushing the place aside. A few more steps took them to a set of double doors with frosted glass panels. And this She seemed to make a bigger deal of the doors than of the office. Is the exit. She said rather bluntly, waving to it as if she expected them all to file out. None of them moved, Michelle and August just dumbfounded, looking like theyd seen a puppy get kicked. Joking Wonka rolled her eyes and sighed. They all would need to loosen up quite a bit to really enjoy the wonderful and weird land of Wonka. So she popped open the door, which led to a colorfully designed hall adorned with fruits, chocolates, candies, and other assorted things of good taste. Come along girls. This is my flavor wall. Its still just a bit in testing. But think of it as like A scratch and sniff wall, but instead of scratching and sniffing, you just take a lick. Flavors correspond to the pictures of course. Take your pick, give it a shot Yes... Its clean. And it was too. And most of the flavors tasted exactly as advertised. There were a few surprise spots though. It was certainly a taste, but Wonka figured none of them really would catch onto it. Suffice to say, Wonkas weird pseudo-sexual comments werent awkwardly placed so much as maybe a little indication of her tastes. That And the wall was laced with a little relaxant. It wouldnt have any huge effect on the girls, just loosen them up tension wise and make them a little more agreeable.
Thread: " we've got golden tickets. " [ mintie && nettik ]

The office was a bore, though obviously none of them were here for the office, and apparently neither was Wonka, as they continued to press on and didn't at all bother with taking in any 'sights' of the office. Please. Those pasty walls and boring interior? Nothing was really there for visual purposes, Veruca's heels clicking softly as they moved toward the set of double doors, eyes roaming over the huge doors now. Well this looked fancy. However raising a brow immediately when the woman stated that this was the exit, her hands settled onto her firm hips faintly, mouth parting though Violet easily managing to say it before she did, You can not be serious. Of course none of them were going out this so called 'Exit'! They had just gotten in the building! Each of their expressions one for the scrap books that their parents kept at home, all this time of sending out golden tickets just to send them home. That wasn't funny Wonka. Their expressions changing to that of something flat, each of them let out a relieved sigh at the not at all funny joke. The doors opening and their eyes taking in the color of the room, it was completely different from that of the plain and dull office. Fruits and other varieties of sweet things, sour things, and others aligning the walls, their eyes ventured to Wonka as she stated that this was her flavor wall, and although it needed testing, it was easily acceptable for them to take a lick. Violet pushing her gum to the back, left side of her mouth, the females lined up to take their pick, Veruca standing in front of a pineapple while Violet stood in front of a lollipop. Taking their first lick with a bit of hesitation, it was only a matter of time before they had switched to different parts of the wall, each of them enjoying the different flavors that moved into their mouths. This is insane. Veruca stated, pulling her mouth away from the wall before turning her vision back to Wonka.
Thread: " we've got golden tickets. " [ mintie && nettik ]

Michelle and August lined up and started taking their licks, enjoying the tastes. For the most part. August blinked and took a second lick of a supposed strawberry. Um She whimpered a little, looking at Wonka. I think some of your wall is broken It doesnt taste like strawberry. She smacked her lips some and licked a piece of chocolate, getting the taste out of her system. Michelle hadnt seemed to find any such areas of failed taste. I did say it was in testing. Wonka stated rather matter-of-factly. And Ill take that as a compliment, girlie. She returned just as plainly to Veruca. It also slightly amused her that a bunch of girls were lined up on the wall licking things like they were on acid or something. Amused, but ultimately it was just a warm up to the real deal. If you think this is insane, youre really going to get a kick out of the factory proper. Im sure you girls will all leave here quite satisfied. And maybe one of you will leave with a lifetime of access to my entire factory, unrestricted and free to enjoy its pleasures.! She announced, continuing to walk down the hallway to another door. And now if you girls are done licking, we can move on. She threw open the door to a wondrous area, an landscape made of candies and sweet treats. Flowers made of lollipops, trees growing fruit snacks, even a river of chocolate flowing right through the middle. It was a candy paradise. The kind of place children dreamed of going and gorging themselves on for the rest of their days. And now the factory proper! Feel free to enjoy it all. My land of sweet treats and pleasing confections!
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

War has devastated the planet Genesis. It's once livid planet of the richest of soils, and greatest of plant life are now destroyed. The invasion of the dragonborn have left few remaining forces to withstand their onslaught. A final end masse assault is converged on the forest urban areas of Terra, the initial area of their invasion. Sergeant Marcus Haynes, aka Smoke sat in the Viper Assault VTOL Fighter troop bay, ready for action. Him and the last of his platoon armed themselves with the best Genesis had to offer. He loaded his M82G, M4 revolver, and LS57 SMG. A M224-1A sat next to him. He was used to carry the large load. He held the LS57 in his hands. Even though it was an SMG, it reminded him of the M4 from when earth still existed. He shouldered it and pulled out the M82G and secured it as well, hefting the LMG as the Viper dropped to the ground. The platoon hopped off, looking at the lush environment around them. The city still look destroyed from the outskirts, but the trees that grew instilled an odd sense of hope in the men and women there. They moved forward, ready to fight and die for their planet.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Private Felixia Darkyor sighed sadly when they touched down once again, always enjoying the freedom of being able to fly. Clicking her helmet into place, she vaulted off the ship and spread out with the rest of her unit. Sweeping the brush with her stA-11 submachine gun, she voxed over to her sergeant, All clear, Smoke. Rising up from her crouch and making sure her machete made from dragon-bone was still strapped to her side, she advanced through the tree cover heading in the direction of the city. So run this plan by me again..... She trailed off into the vox as barely contained laughter drifted through the speakers in her suit, the other members of the platoon enjoying her moment of idiocy.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoke kept his eye on the tree line, slowing moving forward in a half crouch. Simple. Our platoon and another are going to enter as a reconnaissance. Once we judge the size and location of the enemy, the other platoons will be deployed. After that its an all out assault. He said over the vox. He heard something that crawled through the treeline. He right hand shot up in a fist. Hold positions. He said over the vox, getting into a crouch. He motioned one of the men forward to check it out.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

The man grunted and jogged over to the treeline, sweeping over the brush with his assault rifle scanning with its muzzle. Sir, I don't think there is.....wait a minute, what do we have here. He leaned down and picked up a dragonborn helmet. Odd.... Turning it over in his hands, a grenade dropped out and bounced off his boot. Oh frak! He screamed right before the explosive went off, hurling him 10 feet back, slamming him against a tree. As on cue, the treeline opened up with plasma weaponry, bolts and lines of blue lashed into the platoon's position, chewing up the brush. Contact! Several soldiers yelled as people threw themselves flat against the grass, hosing the treeline with their guns. Grenades were tossed back and forth, knocking over trees and tossing bodies into the air. Felixia held herself against a tree, ducking out to take pot-shots at the muzzle flashes from the dragon weaponry. Her squad kept low and inched forward, pulling out their machetes and raising their heavy-bore pistols, each pistol a mini-cannon. With a yell, they tossed concussion grenades into the trees and charged forward, hacking into the stunned dragons. Running and gunning through the brush, she hosed down single and small groups of dragonborn.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoke moved forward, opening up with the LMG. He saw groups of dragonborn as the plasma streaked past him. He walked forward showing no mercy against the ones that ran. He spent the ammo, not bringing more mags. He tossed it and sprinted to Felixia's position. We got to get moving before the artillery arrives! He called out over the vox. It was going to get tougher as the day progressed and he didn't want to be pinned here. He pulled out his M82G and fired a grenade, hitting the treeline. Smoke watched as several dragonborn flew around from the impact. Ho-ah! That's what I'm talking about! Someone shouted over the vox. Smoke grinned and fired the assault rifle, the rounds hitting where the muzzle flashes appeared.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Say no more, boss. She grinned into her helmet and slung up her SMG and pulled out her pistol and machete. Still grinning, she ducked low and charged forward, jumping over a fallen tree and landing in a group of dragonborn. Lashing out with her machete, she cleaved one from shoulder to groin, splashing his purple blood all over her armor and his mates. Raising her pistol, she barked out a quick burst, sending two more sprawling into the foliage. The others turned and ran, dropping their weapons in their flight. The way is open! Go, go, go! She screamed into the vox and charged after the fleeting warriors, gunning down any that stumbled into her path. Tuffs of dirt and grass sprouted before her feet as organized resistance was directed at her. Yelping in fear, she dived behind a tree as a rocket sailed over her, exploding the tree a dozen yards behind. A blinding white pain flared in her leg and the helmet's visor flashed red. Looking down, she saw a foot-long sliver of bark sticking from her thigh. Shit.... she cussed silently and slumped down, pulling out her gun and taking shots at anything that approached.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoke saw Felixia go down and he sprinted for her, removing his helmet in midstride. A bandana covered his head, covered in red flames and smoke. He crouched next to her, firing another grenade. He fired into a group of dragonborn on her flank. How bad is it private? He asked swapping to the LS57. He held the gun sideways and used the recoil to hit the treeline.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Grunting softly, she tugged out the splinter and tossed it aside. Nothing too bad.....can't run though... She reported as she pulled out a pressure bandage and lashed it over the wound, hoping to stifle the blood loss. Grunting in pain, she stood up and picked her gun back up, shooting out into the brush while trying to stay standing. We got them running....we need to regroup everyone. She voxed over and unclipped a grenade, tossing it high into the treeline.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoke reached under her shoulder and hefted her up. He used the M82G and walked forward with Felixia. Platoon on me! He shouted into the vox. Bombs went off all around, the artillery trying to hit their position.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Being helped along by the sergeant, she slowly advanced along with the rest of her unit, the artillery slowly leveling the landscape around us. She could only fire from the hip, her left arm over Smoke's shoulders. From up ahead, slow rumblings of treads and the hum of anti-grav thrusters washed over the humans. Metal! People screams and the rocket teams quickly knelt down to pull out RPGs and anti-tank weaponry. With a loud whine right before a concussive THUMP , a wave of plasma sliced neatly through the treeline, slicing several men and women at the waist, spilling them all over. Down everyone down! She voxed, knocking herself and Smoke over onto the ground before another plasma wave sliced through the trees. The dragonborn had rallied and were advancing again, laying cones of plasma down. The platoon fought back bravely, downing several dragon-kin for everyone one vaporized.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Keep low and fall back! Smoke shouted over the vox. He kept low and opened up on the few dragonborn going for his position. I got you, Felixia. He said, dragging her away. He used the LS57, only providing suppressive fire for those still around. He heard the shouts and cries over those fallen by his platoon. Another plasma wave cut through and forced the men down, an unfortunate few losing their heads.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Slowly, but with increasing speed, the human lines collapsed and were shattered by the barrage of plasma, bombs, and dragonborn charges. Men were cut down and sliced apart, their limbs tossed into the air. Smoke! We have to run! Felixia yelled over the explosions, her leg bleeding and leaving a trail of blood despite the bandages. Her face was covered in sweat and she was struggling to stay standing.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

I'll fire a grenade, and then we run. OK? Smoke fired a grenade. He stood up to his feet and ran as fast as he could. He stripped off his body armor, leaving only the ammo pouches and his guns.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Clicking off her helmet and tossing it aside, she quickly limped after Smoke, trying to keep up even through her injury. She kept her armor on, unable to stop without losing sight of her leader. H-Hey! Wait up! She called after him.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoke stopped in his tracks. His comrade had fallen behind. He slung the two guns and opened up behind her. Come on Felixia! I got you! He shouted, the rounds hitting a few dragonborn.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Sweating profusely and cussing wildly in pain, she shuffled faster and passed by Smoke as he kept firing. Where to!? She yelled back, heading in a straight line till she located a hiding place. The artillery shells were landing closer now and brays of the dragon-kin were getting closer.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoke ran out of LS57 ammo. He tossed the gun and threw another grenade. He ran to Felixia's position as the grenade went off. The outskirts! It's the only city that's remotely vacant and crowded plenty of places to hide! He shouted, firing the M82G over his head.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Nodding, she headed off in the direction of the city, hobbling along. Sometimes she would stop and kneel, shooting a burst behind them to keep the beasts from pouncing on them. While hobbling along, she would cock a grenade and toss it over her shoulder, hoping to kill a few more with spite.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoke threw a smoke grenade followed by a Frag grenade. When they went off, he made a dead run to Felixia's position. He moved along with her. He turned around and fired pop shots, keeping the dragonborn at bay.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

After the running and gunning, the dragonborn finally gave up, content in the fact that two humans were no threat to them. The two survivors quickly made it to the outskirts of the city, the ruins scattered around the city for miles. Panting for breath, her face pure white from blood loss, Felixia collapsed in one of the ruins face down, unable to move anymore. She blacked out, a slow blood pool forming under her leg.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoke saw the blood and went into medic mode. He knelt down, pulling out a medkit as the pool of blood formed. He slid up the armor and uniform, tending to the wound. He used a sealant to stop the bleeding, but wanted to be in a safer place before operating. He kept watch, making sure no dragonborn followed.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

With her wound properly bandaged, some color started to return to her features, but she was still unconscious.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoked heaved a heavy sigh. At least she's alive, he thought looking over her again. If it weren't for this war, he might have even asked her out. But times change, people change. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it, removing his shirt. He tied it around the wound, to keep it in check.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

After several hours or sleeping and recovering, she slowly woke up. Yawning softly and then remembering what was happening then, she immediately sat up and immediately feel back, dizzy from the blood rushing from her head. Smoke.....? She croaked out.
Thread: A Frontier Like No Other

Smoke smirked, another cigarette in his mouth. So the sleeping beauty awakes, I see. He teased. Good to know your still breathing. He stood up, the muscles in his chest tensing and relaxing.
Thread: Pregnancy isn't easy (Google and AprilMay)

April sat on the couch, sliding the legs of her loose shorts over. Her big belly tight and firm as she moved her oversized shorts to the side exposing her wet pink folds. She was so horny!!! April had been home alone for the last 7 months. Her husband had been deployed right after she had found out she was pregnant. Now she was alone through this difficult time and to make it worse, she was in hormonal hell. She couldn't seem to satisfy her insatiable need. April pulled down the loose top, slipping her fingers in and toying with her dark nipple under the top, once pink and delicate, they were now sore and dark, but demanded attention as much as her pussy. Her fingers started working her tiny hard clit as she moaned. Working herself to the third orgasm for the day and it was only ten in the morning. Her moans continued as she worked herself faster and faster. She had always been a screamer and was no different when she was alone she was pounding her pussy harder with a finger as she teased her clit. Feeling so dirty and alone, oh god, somebody fuck me, pleeeassssseee!!!!!!! she cried out