Stretched out on the lounge chairs on the main deck, pouring more tanning lotion all over the naked body to make it much darker then all her nude toon princesses around her doing the same exact thing then her, avoiding going downstairs to have sexual intercourse with their one and only husbands.
Belle turned to her to help out by smearing lotion on Miranda back, showing she was losing all the tan-lines, like the rest of her sister-in-law’s “I see you’re all worked up about being impregnation for life, Misty. Fear not, in a couple of years, you finally get used too logged all this weight around.”
“But, I don’t want to be knocked up in the first place and secondly is on this so a call prison yacht” Miranda moans out rubbing the lotion deeper into her flesh “are there some way to escape?”
“None, beside you haven’t notice yet, we all have tracking device implants inside us that can be tracked anywhere on this planet. So, your next best option is to keep running around this overgrown ocean liner that our Artie, dares to call a yacht.”
“That sounds like an idea, there must be a thousand hiding places on this ship. But with the trackers inside us there just, find me right off, so what the use in running.”
“Because Artie, never use the device on the ship. He loves playing games, especially hides and seeks. It took him a week to find me, so do it, while you still have the chance” Belle whispered to her to point over to several other toon princesses’ without bellies “because at the moment, Our Artie is working on those four beauties, so you still have some time yet, before he gets to you.”
Misty/Miranda saw them and exhaled slightly making her breasts bounce from it to finally see her bobcat partner in just wearing white waiters coat and cap, serving her sister-in-law’s with drinks and foods “good Bonkers is loose to help me escape. But, I wish, I can tell him the whole truth that he was screwing his partner and not his girlfriend Misty Moonlight.”
Thu Jan 12 09:13:46 2012