(A/N: This is a long(😏hehe) one. sit back and relax you little fussy fuckers.)
After that strange encounter, Bart figured he would never look at corals the same way. He wondered what happened when you did sniff them...
No.
He had to focus, Gregory wasn't getting any nearer. Bart continued to wade his way through ocean-chan, stopping every now and then to dive into the canyon whenever he felt himself get dizzy. He'd never seen ocean-chan this close before. Even though she hurt him, literally, he still appreciated her wonders. The coolness of her waters, the beauty of her plant life, her endless blue, calling him...
calling him🤨?
Bart stopped swimming and listened, brushing his glossy red hair from his ears(?). A distant s(cream). Bart's eyes widened, this wasn't just any scream, he knew it all too well.
Gregory.
No one screamed like that when Bart creamed, thats how him and Gregory became friends. And if he was being honest, why they were still friends. But hold on, why was Gregory creaming at this time? Not only was it 5pm, (creamtime is between 7pm-11am ONLY🙄‼️ !!!) but who was giving him one? That was the final straw, Bart sliced through the water like a bullet, zooming towards Gregory's moist, lube screams.
He quickly came across a strange arrangement of crystals on the seabed. Mad goofy, allie. pondered Bart. He hesitantly reached out to touch one when-
"I wouldn't do that." said a small, pruny voice. Bart paused, scanning the sand for whoever spoke.
"Down here, you dirty dog" croaked the voice again, in a disturbingly attractive boston accent.
Bart settled his eyes on a small pink puss- starfish laying on a nearby coral, ew... coral. Her grainy skin was shrivelled and crusty, like my cum sock, small flakes floating around her like it was her 'aura'.
Bart scoffed, "You think you're hard?"
The starfish's peeling lips curled into a smile, "I'd like to see where you're hard, sweetheart."
Bart backed away slightly, "Oh good heavens😳- I mean uh you're movin' mad, allie."
The starfish chuckled lightly, "Duchess Lindsay Maris, I'm sure we'll get along just fine bbg."
Although Bart disagreed, he thought it best not to argue, and instead asked why she stopped him from touching his bal- the strange crystals. She claimed that was the entrance to his lair. Bart figured he shouldn't question who he was, but assumed he wasn't to be fucked with. So of course, Bart decided to fuck with him.
Not literally. (unless he was leng ofc😫🗿)
After thanking the strange starfish, knowing they'd definitely cross paths again, he returned to the crystals.
Again, he reached out a fin and gently stroked each crystal. They were unusual, the swirls of patterns inside them looked like clouds of glitter dust frozen in time.
Fuck that was hot.
Despite getting rock hard, Bart came to the conclusion that they were just normal crystals. So doing what he usually did before he left, he arranged them into a cock and balls, that's when he felt a low rumble in his fussy.
The sand began to fall and the crystals split before his very eyes, shards whizzed past his face nearly scratching his freshly polished scales. Soon enough, a gaping hole stood where the crystals were.
Na I can't be fucking with this Harry Potter shit today... mentally groaned Bart, gritting his teeth and beginning the journey down(in) the hole.
He'd never seen anything like it. It was like a bloxburg house. The tunnel's pure white walls were jagged yet polished to royalty standard. They were shimmering with gold accents, along with pillars and carefully etched patterns running down the walls. Bart wasn't an architect, but he knew good work when he saw it. It was just like the time he went to smash the mayor's daughter, just another rich bitch. (<< A/N: don't take this offensively, it's for the purpose of the story only)
He soon arrived at the end of the tunnel, a grand, golden door stood proudly between two pillars, lined delicately with the same crystals at the mouth of the tunnel. Bart hesitated, hovering his fin over the door knob that displayed the initials 'C.S.'. He leaned against the cool gold, listening to the screams which were much clearer now. This was definitely it.
This, was the lair of the Cum Shark.
