Explosions of Passion and Rage
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 62
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Fuyuki and his mom stared at the Keroro platoon in shock over what their leader told them. They really knew very little about the alien’s biology, so learning that the Keronians had a mating season was very interesting Fuyuki at least. Aki just nodded politely, not too bothered by this new information. Natsumi although, exploded.
“STAY AWAY FROM ME! I DON’T WANT ANY OF YOU FREAKS IMPREGNATING ME! IF SOME HUNGRY BABY TOAD BURSTS OUT OF MY CHEST I’LL KILL YOU ALL!”
Natsumi had her sleeves already rolled up and the only reason she wasn’t smacking the platoon around was because her brother was trying to hold her back. The alien frogs backed away, knowing from past experience what Natsumi could do. There fearless leader although, showed courage for once and stepped forward to calm the raging teenage girl. “Foolish Pekoponian female. Why would any of us want to mate with an ape like you? Your skin isn’t slippery, your eyes aren’t taking up half your head and you don’t even have a tail. No self respecting Keronian would want to mate with such a creature like you, right Giroro?”
“Right sir,” the red sergeant of the platoon grunted before turning his head in embarrassment. He closed his eyes and begged Natsumi to forgive him for denying her the acclaim she deserved for her beauty and strength. He swore that he’d make Keroro pay for what he said once mating season was over. Didn’t he realize what a beautiful flower his Natsumi was?
“CREATURE! YOUR DEAD FROG!” Natsumi screeched and had to be restrained again by her brother, who was failing miserably to hold the much stronger girl still. Everyone calmed down a minute later; Natsumi cooled her temper as she thought up new ways to punish Keroro when mating season was over. Unaware that two people were plotting to horribly hurt him, Keroro explained a little bit about his species mating season, donning a lab coat and making a calk board appear behind him. No one wondered where the clothes and chalkboard had come from because it was normal in the house to have things just pop up.
“When a young Keronian reaches a certain age they get these strange new feelings that they can’t control. It is the desire to rule the universe and enslave the human race! Kero Kero Kero!” the frog commander laughed until Natsumi cracked her knuckles and he got back to what he was talking about. “Also, when a Keronian is older he gets the urge to mate with his species. It’s a normal occurrence where we excrete pheromone enrich ooze, our skin becomes transparent slowly become primal animals with basic needs. It is during this time that we separate to avoid mating with each other, which although kinky and fun, is very awkward later. I once had an uncle who couldn’t lead his platoon because he was constantly reminded of how he put his Lumsack into one of their mouth and fingered their boungily doungily.”
Natsumi recoiled in disgust. “Oh god! I don’t want to even imagine what that means!”
“I’m here so I’ll know where everyone is so I can avoid them,” Dororo pointed out as he watched from across the room. Fuyuki was going to say that didn’t make any sense, but decided to remain silent. If he mentioned everything he found nonsensical, he’d never stop talking. The Keronians continued packing, now aided by Kururu, who like Keroro’s props popped out from nowhere. Hurrying along, Tamama was desperately searching for his toothbrush, forgetting this wasn’t his house and he didn’t own a tooth brush, when Kururu tripped him. Stumbling forward, the blue frog of the platoon ran into his beloved leader with a smack.
“Careful Tamama. You need to be careful. You are very dear to our platoon and more importantly me,” Keroro said in a deep voice as he helped his friend up. Their eyes met and that goofy sparkling thing that happens in romantic animes surrounded them.
“I never knew you cared,” Tamama said in a soft, sensitive voice as his eyes went huge and a pink hue surrounded him and Keroro.
“Of coarse you matter. You are….special to me.”
“Special enough that you’d teach me to be…a man.”
“Well….”
“NO YAOI!!!”
A super kick from Natsumi to Keroro head sent the green frog splattering on the wall. Landing in the puddle of his own slimy goo, Natsumi turned to the other frogs. All this talk of mating was making her sick and right now, all she wanted was to break a few skulls, preferably frog skulls. With her eyes burning like miniature suns, she bellowed. “GET YOUR STUFF AND GET OUT!”
Grabbing everything that they could, the Keronians fled the house as fast as their stubby legs would allow them. Watching them speed away, Natsumi sighed and rubbed her throat. She was lucky that she had so much experience screaming. If she didn’t her throat would be killing her now. Turning back to her brother and mom, Aki smiled at her daughter and held up a mop and bucket.
“Since you got rid of our guests before they could clean up, help me and your brother clean up this mess or no allowance this week,” Aki said in a cheerful, but non-negotiable manner. Twitching at the sight of the slimy mess the frogs had left. Natsumi gave one final scream. She hated aliens.
“STAY AWAY FROM ME! I DON’T WANT ANY OF YOU FREAKS IMPREGNATING ME! IF SOME HUNGRY BABY TOAD BURSTS OUT OF MY CHEST I’LL KILL YOU ALL!”
Natsumi had her sleeves already rolled up and the only reason she wasn’t smacking the platoon around was because her brother was trying to hold her back. The alien frogs backed away, knowing from past experience what Natsumi could do. There fearless leader although, showed courage for once and stepped forward to calm the raging teenage girl. “Foolish Pekoponian female. Why would any of us want to mate with an ape like you? Your skin isn’t slippery, your eyes aren’t taking up half your head and you don’t even have a tail. No self respecting Keronian would want to mate with such a creature like you, right Giroro?”
“Right sir,” the red sergeant of the platoon grunted before turning his head in embarrassment. He closed his eyes and begged Natsumi to forgive him for denying her the acclaim she deserved for her beauty and strength. He swore that he’d make Keroro pay for what he said once mating season was over. Didn’t he realize what a beautiful flower his Natsumi was?
“CREATURE! YOUR DEAD FROG!” Natsumi screeched and had to be restrained again by her brother, who was failing miserably to hold the much stronger girl still. Everyone calmed down a minute later; Natsumi cooled her temper as she thought up new ways to punish Keroro when mating season was over. Unaware that two people were plotting to horribly hurt him, Keroro explained a little bit about his species mating season, donning a lab coat and making a calk board appear behind him. No one wondered where the clothes and chalkboard had come from because it was normal in the house to have things just pop up.
“When a young Keronian reaches a certain age they get these strange new feelings that they can’t control. It is the desire to rule the universe and enslave the human race! Kero Kero Kero!” the frog commander laughed until Natsumi cracked her knuckles and he got back to what he was talking about. “Also, when a Keronian is older he gets the urge to mate with his species. It’s a normal occurrence where we excrete pheromone enrich ooze, our skin becomes transparent slowly become primal animals with basic needs. It is during this time that we separate to avoid mating with each other, which although kinky and fun, is very awkward later. I once had an uncle who couldn’t lead his platoon because he was constantly reminded of how he put his Lumsack into one of their mouth and fingered their boungily doungily.”
Natsumi recoiled in disgust. “Oh god! I don’t want to even imagine what that means!”
“I’m here so I’ll know where everyone is so I can avoid them,” Dororo pointed out as he watched from across the room. Fuyuki was going to say that didn’t make any sense, but decided to remain silent. If he mentioned everything he found nonsensical, he’d never stop talking. The Keronians continued packing, now aided by Kururu, who like Keroro’s props popped out from nowhere. Hurrying along, Tamama was desperately searching for his toothbrush, forgetting this wasn’t his house and he didn’t own a tooth brush, when Kururu tripped him. Stumbling forward, the blue frog of the platoon ran into his beloved leader with a smack.
“Careful Tamama. You need to be careful. You are very dear to our platoon and more importantly me,” Keroro said in a deep voice as he helped his friend up. Their eyes met and that goofy sparkling thing that happens in romantic animes surrounded them.
“I never knew you cared,” Tamama said in a soft, sensitive voice as his eyes went huge and a pink hue surrounded him and Keroro.
“Of coarse you matter. You are….special to me.”
“Special enough that you’d teach me to be…a man.”
“Well….”
“NO YAOI!!!”
A super kick from Natsumi to Keroro head sent the green frog splattering on the wall. Landing in the puddle of his own slimy goo, Natsumi turned to the other frogs. All this talk of mating was making her sick and right now, all she wanted was to break a few skulls, preferably frog skulls. With her eyes burning like miniature suns, she bellowed. “GET YOUR STUFF AND GET OUT!”
Grabbing everything that they could, the Keronians fled the house as fast as their stubby legs would allow them. Watching them speed away, Natsumi sighed and rubbed her throat. She was lucky that she had so much experience screaming. If she didn’t her throat would be killing her now. Turning back to her brother and mom, Aki smiled at her daughter and held up a mop and bucket.
“Since you got rid of our guests before they could clean up, help me and your brother clean up this mess or no allowance this week,” Aki said in a cheerful, but non-negotiable manner. Twitching at the sight of the slimy mess the frogs had left. Natsumi gave one final scream. She hated aliens.
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