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A switch a Roo? (TACOMIC)

WERE SO BACK BITCASSSSSSSSSSZ IF YOUR WONDERING WHY I WAS GONE FOR SO LONG, CHECK LASTS POST, ANYWAYS ENJOY!!

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"Ugh where is she?" Taco sighed as she leaned against the broken log. The sun began to set, the challenge should be over by now taco thought to herself. She let out a sigh as she stood up. She looked around before hearing footsteps dashing at light speeds, she turned her body, to see microphone panting, her hand on her chest.

"Oh gOd.." she hit her chest a few times before looking up at taco, a cracked smile on her face. "God, why'd you run?" Taco looked up at microphone with a neutral face, she fixed her bowtie and paid full attention to her.

"Sorry! I'm just worried someone is going to follow me, or find out about us." Microphone puffed out her afro, a worried look on her face. "Oh mic... oh mic.... No one will find out about us here! I mean, who else would  adventure out in the woods this late?" Taco looked up at the tall girl, her expression starting to remain calm. "You're right," microphone sat down next to the log and taco followed. "It's just that.. knife.. he, well. Let's just say he's been paying attention to me and, what if one day he.. finds out about us and-" taco cut microphone off. "Mic mic listen, he probably doesn't care at that, he's probably more worried about his biscuit eating Boyfriend, don't put too much pressure on yourself." It went silent. Before microphone let out a sigh. "Yeah... I'll try my best.." microphone turned to taco with a smile. "Good." Taco stood up infront on microphone before talking.

"Okay, next challenge will be tomorrow, put your focus on that." Taco turned around. "We need a way to get balloon out of the game! I mean, he's the easiest get go!" Taco rubbed her chin, turning to microphone. "I know he's very sensitive, we can probably just play with his emotions, It's really easy to manipulate him into believing what people say. I've been studying him for quite... a while. So I think he's our best choice! What do you thi-" taco stared at microphone, not even paying attention. "HELLO? Mic! Did you even hear what the hell I just dun diddy said?" Taco raised an eyebrow. Microphone was busy holding a butterfly she found while taco was going on a whole "plan". "Oh I'm sorry I-" Taco cut her off. "FORGET IT. forget it." Taco sat down.

The sounds of cicadas clicking could be heard in the distance. Taco looked Up at mic, doing her own thing. God her smile. Taco felt her face warm up as she turned the other way, trying her best not to be obvious. She let out a sigh as she looked at the sky, it was already night. She stood up and tapped microphone on her shoulder. Microphone turned to taco and looked down at her. "Yes?" She questioned, her voice a light, soothing pitch. It took taco a few seconds to speak before she said, "hey, I know t-this is a werid request but can I go to the hotel with you?" Her face red as duck, but I was too dark to see. "Why of course! I don't mind! But we gotta figure a way to sneak you in.." mic rubbed her chin. "What if I hop in your bag?" Taco asked. "Oh right! Come on hop in!" Microphone cheerfully said. Taco hopped in her bag as microphone cautiously walked out of the forest, most of the lights were out in the hotel, she creecked open the doors as she tipped toe up the stairs, just then, met face to face with knife.

"What are you doing coming back so late?" Knife raised an eyebrow, eyeing mic. "Oh n-nothing I just went to get fresh air for a bit cya bye!" Microphone ran past knife. "Figures." Knife mummble as he headed the opposite way of mic.

Microphone let out a sigh before plopping on the ground, unzipping her back and letting taco set free. Taco looked around for a second, feeling the warm air hit her skin, she hasn't felt like this in ages. "Woah." Taco mummble. She turned to mic. "Is this where you guys get to sleep?" She looked, amazed. "Yeah! It's comfy." Mic gave her a smile." Taco looked around once more, before asking. "Is it okay if I can take a shower?" Mic immediately responded. "Of course! Here. I'll give you a town and some clothes to change into! Mic stood up and headed to her drawer, taking out a pair of clothes and handing them to taco. Taco Gave her a thumbs up before heading in the bathroom.

20 minutes past as she headed back out, her hair in a ponytail, and Mics oversized short covering up her knees. She sat down next to mic and leaned against her. "Thank you mic," she smiled "oh no problem! Anything for you taco!" She giggled. Taco looked up at her and had a rather... dirty idea.

Mic, if you dont mind, taco crawled in microphones lap, a smirk on her face. Mic began to blush. "H-huh yeah?" She looked in tacos eyes. "Why don't we try something.." taco used her strength to pin microphone down. "A little different~" she whispered. "Oh nah." Microphone pushed the small individual up, and pinned her down. "If we're doing this I'm topping." Microphone sounded deadass. "Oh, a switcharoo I see?" She blushed. Her eyes looking deep into mics, before they connected lips, taco locked her legs around mics waist, mic pulled away before snatching taco back in a tender kiss. Their tongues interlocking, a breathy moan could be heard from taco, as she gripped mics black  and curly Afro. Both girls pulled away before mic went straight for her neck. "MHfp~! Ah~! B-bite down harder!" Taco moaned. Microphone did as she pleased, and bit down harder, leaving a trail of bites down tacos neck. She licked tacos collarbone, and went back up, as taco let out a harsh moan.

microphone pulled away before hopping fully on the bed, she then went back to kissing taco, both of their tongues interlocking. Taco moved a hand to girl mics breast. She let out a soft moan. "K-keep ah~! Doing that you s-slut." Microphone moaned, gripping tacos hair, she roughly pulled taco upwards to face her, she then took off her shirt and unclipped her bra. "Get to sucking." She demanded as taco leaned in, taking in one of her black tits. Microphone let out a soft moan as she began to rub her clit. Taco taking in as much as she could. She moved to another tit, and began sucking. "Mmh~ good girl.." taco felt her whole body shake. She's never been called a good girl, after a few, taco pulled away. A string of saliva connecting between her tongue and mics tit. "For being such a good girl, you deserve a reward~" microphone teased.

She pulled up tacos shirt and eyed her curves. She was very slim. And skinny. Microphone kissed her stomach, all the way down to her pussy. She took tow fingers and rubbed against her pink underwear. "MMh! M-Mic don't tease! I'm very impatient at the moment." Taco turned her head. "Okay okay.." mic giggled as she removed tacos underwear. She then began to eat her out. Taco let out a harsh moan. Feeling her warm tongue against her clit. She violently shook, her breath getting heavy. "oH~!! Mic k-keep doing that it feels amaz- AHH~!" Taco bit her lip. Trying her best not to be too loud. But damn. It felt amazing. Microphone licked upwards before talking off her own skirt and underwear . Leaving her naked. She position herself ontop of taco, before scissoring her. 

"Oh fuck yes keep doing that!" Taco shot her head back as mic moaned softly. There clits rubbed together in a rhythm, taco had never felt like this before ever in her life. She let out small whimpers and mummble "yes!". Both girls felt close. Taco gripped the sheets before letting out the loudest moan atm, followed by microphone having her orgasm.

Both girls hopped off each other. Panting really hard. "Oh lord.. I've never felt anything so good.. thank you mic.." Taco could bearly keep her eyes. Open. "You're welcome.."

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"GET YOUR RUST BISCUITS AWAYYY VROOOOOOOO" testube screamed

"NEKA EAT THIS AAAAHAAAAAAAAAAA" fan yelled, throwing a biscuit at test tube.

Taco woke up due to all the screaming. "Is this what they always do?"

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IM SO SORRY HOE SHORY THIS IS, I SWEAR NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE WAYYY LONGER, I JUST CAME BACK FORM A HIATUS AND IM JS WARMING UP. TYSM FOR READING.

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