This choice: Skip to her onboard the ship | Go Back Chapter 23: Willy Who? (ID #899559) an addition by: chaos ![View fearboy's Portfolio. [Online Now]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Back on the Righteous Indignation, the crew crowded around the returning member who had bravely escaped from the Toad menace. Jenny smiled at all her friends hiding the fact that her crotch was soaked and juices were running down her furry thighs. Thank goodness her suit was water proof.
She had been feeling Willy crawling around and rubbing the inside of her bowels for hours as she waited for her ship to return. She had been so tempted to find a nice hiding spot and rub away the problem, but she couldn’t risk missing the pickup. The thought of removing Willy from her once she was free never crossed her mind. She felt that pulling down her pants and trying to fish the boy out was too dangerous behind enemy lines. It would be safer to do it when she was alone. The fact that she loved every second of his squirming inside her had nothing to do with her decision. Nothing at all.
“Its great to have you back Officer Jenny. It would have been a great loss to our team if we had lost you,” Bucky O’Hare told Jenny, who fought the urge to roll her eyes. Would it kill Bucky to say he was worried about her, maybe show a little concern, maybe give her a kiss or a nice spanking to welcome her back. The fact that she was horny as Hell made it harder for Jenny to think with things in perspective, but even on a good day, she wouldn’t mind a spanking from the handsome rabbit.
“Jenny, did you see Willy? He was captured with you and we were hoping the Toads kept you together?” Bucky asked, getting back to business quickly. Jenny looked him strait in the eyes, her smile not wavering as she calmly told him, “No, I haven’t seen him.”
Covered in sweat, mucus and feces, Willy laid on his back breathing in the foul air though ragged breaths. Breathing has been problematic since being pulled into the fleshy prison. The air was thin and the smell was awful no matter how long you breath it in. Willy was having trouble thinking strait and the humid air atmosphere wasn’t making it any better. He just wanted to lie down and rest, but he feared that if he stayed still for too long the feces would form around him and he’d become a giant turn in the cats rectum.
Thrashing about, he had kicked and jabbed at the cavern's soft walls, trying to get some kind of reaction from the giant cat surrounding him, but only getting soft fights and moans for his work. He wanted freedom of the dank, dark bowels, but as hours passed and he traveled from one end of the intestines to the other he started to fear he might never leave this place. His naked flesh rubbed against the sticky walls of Jenny’s rectum every time things shook, which was every time she moved even slightly.
Even though he couldn't see anything previously, Willy eyes adjusted to the darkness after a while, which he regretted. All around him was pink throbbing walls, covered in slimy thick mucus and feces. He hadn’t run into any big clumps of waste, but it was only a matter of time. The sound of Jenny’s blood pumping around him along with her beating heart echoed in his ears. He could hear faint voices and eventually he heard one that he recognized, it was Bucky.
His expectations of being let out now that Jenny was back with the crew last for a few minutes, but after nothing happening he realized he wasn’t getting out. Time past it might have been an hour or a week, it the throbbing bowels of Jenny time no longer seemed to matter. Curling up into a ball, Willy closed his eyes and waited for whatever came next.
Alone in her room, Jenny pulled off her clothes quickly. Tossing aside her black skintight outfit and armor, she stood naked in her room, her fur matted around her crotch. Jenny purred softly as she ran her fingers just above her crotch where she could feel Billy squirming around. He was deep in her ass, rubbing his tiny body around in her tight, hot bowels. She moaned softly, the urge to dig her fingers into her snatch strong, but she knew that she had put it off long enough, it was time to let Willy out.
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