Chapter #6April's (Butt) Crush by: Unknown April O'Neil came down to the lab, as she often did on nights like these. She enjoyed talking to Donnie, yes, but there were bigger things she had to think about than that. For one, she was dedicated to finding and developing more anti-mutagen. It had always weighed heavily on her mind that Master Splinter, who had remained a mutant and had lived in the sewers for nearly two decades, had had the chance to become human once more but had spent it on allowing her father, a mutant for about a week, to return to humanity. It was an incredibly selfless act, one which deserved a selfless act in turn.
However, tonight, Donatello apparently wasn't here. She looked around. There were beakers, test tubes, and crucibles filled with strange chemicals that she ought to know the name of but didn't. Honestly, so much of it flew over her head, she had sometimes wondered if she even deserved to work on this. But she could do basic mathematics; scientific conversions; stoichiometry. Sometimes all Donnie needed was an extra pair of hands to fill in tables.
April walked past an empty Erlenmeyer flask and anchovy-less anchovy pizza. There, at the end of the long table, was a clipboard with half-filled calculations, next to a stool. She could do that. April O'Neil grabbed the stool in one hand, pulled it out, and sat down to work.
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Donnie stirred. What had happened to him? The last the he remembered, he was mixing mutagen when suddenly... it had exploded. Now it looked like he was on some sort of ginormous metal disc. And above him there appeared to be some sort of equally huge table, but...
Then Donatello realized he had shrunk.
He took it remarkably well, only panicking a little. Then, just as he started to calm down again, he heard footsteps, and started panicking again. The footsteps came closer and closer. What if they saw him, but they thought he was a bug? Or worse, what if they didn't see him at all? He looked over the edge of the stool. It was a very, very long way down. There was no way he was going to attempt that by himself. If this person didn't see him, he could stuck on the metal stool for who know how long? Then, Donnie's thoughts were interrupted by a pale hand descending and grabbing the edge of the stool. There was a brief scraping sound as the metal legs scraped against the floor as the unseen giant pulled out the stool. But as the stool was dragged backwards, he realized who it was...April O'Neil!
The tiny turtle called out to his crush. "Hey, April! APRIL! I'm down here! Look! It's me! April! APRIL!"
But if April heard him, she gave no sign of it. By this time, she had pulled the stool fully out and was concentrating more on the table than the metal surface where Donatello was. Donnie was about to try one last time to contact her, but then the two dark columns that were her legs swept around the stool to the other side. Her blue jean short shorts, already large, grew even larger in Donnie's field of vision...
WHUMP!
Donnie was under immense pressure as his crush crushed him under her butt. April may have felt something a little off about the chair, but in comparison with some of the things she had to do for training on a regular basis, a lump on a chair was nothing, so she continued to work. Meanwhile, the teeny turtle squirmed and wormed his way out from under her butt and thought of a different approach.
Donnie tried to scale April's big behind. It seemed to be much more effective than getting crushed under her rear, but when he got to her waistband, he made a misstep and fell down April's panties, eventually getting wedged in between her mammoth cheeks. This finally got his crush's attention, who stuck a hand in her pants and...
Choice One: April scratches her butt, leaving Donatello stuck and at her mercy.
Choice Two: April grabs him and realizes he has shrunk   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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