Don't Go, Po

Chapter Four

The search for the baby terio began. He soared through the air out of sight where we couldn't see it. I tried to produce titty wings but for some reason they wouldn't shoot out. I asked Jeffrey for some hidden valley ranch but he said he only had horseradish. "But the holidays are coming up! I got spread my bootyhole cytoplasm on the dusk of Christmas Eve where I turn into a werewolf!" I sexually acapella. "Guess I mean okay my little artificial flavored banana stick:)" Jeffrey replies. "Oh and Jeffrey.. I just found out that Obama is actually a piece of lettuce!" I yell through my megaphone. "TF WHERE DID YOU GET THAT FROM? THE SLAP? DID TORI VEGA TELL YOU THAT?" Jeffrey whispered. Oh Jeffrey. Always getting smart with me. "No Jeffrey! I got it from the Krusty Krab's $5 and below menu!" she speaks in unknown Hebrew tongue with a German accent. I look down and see the baby terio is at my feet swimming in a pool of artificial saliva. I try and grab for it, but it dissolves like its a figment of my imagination. My tentacle goes right through the baby hologram. I look in between my legs and it's speed skating away from me. Bish thinks he's slick, but he's to quick. Jefferson launches toward him and does a big cannonball and manages to grab ahold of the baby terio's left testi. As jefferson did this, I was able to whip out my spatula and flip the baby onto the grill and let it thaw for a minute
or two. We wrap it in fried Oreos so that it doesn't go anywhere, stuck to the icing. It seemed to have worked, for baby terio stood upside down in his place. We took him to the closest Olive Garden so that we could season it with garlic but we weren't gonna eat it. Jefferson almost mistook baby terio for a dead rat and a cracker and almost ate it. As I was breast feeding my fettuccine lasagna to baby terio in his high chair, I receive a mysterious call on my pear phone. A voice that was familiar answers. "Hello... It's me." A moan rang out and echoed through the Olive Garden because I accidentally put the megaphone up to the phone and put it on speaker with the volume all the way up. "New phone who dis" I ask. "Belela you gotta help me I am kidnapped by a strange tubby and I feel uncomfortable but aroused at the same exact time. I don't know what to do with these mixed emotions" he rings out. I hear the sound of the flipping of onion volcanoes in the background. I would know that sound anywhere! I reach for Jeffrey's tentacles and feel him up. "Not now belela" he moans. I tell Jeffrey that I know where the call is coming from. We peace out Girl Scout the Olive Garden and tip toe to the tubbymobile and drive .000069 miles over the speed limit because we are free spirits #flowerchild. I reach the titty dome after a full 2 days. We park in the handicapped spot and hop out our tubby whip. I take a selfie with it before sprinting inside. The doors are locked, so we stop by walgreens and buy more titty ranch so that we can fly to the top. I fill up the nearest bathtub with the hidden valley and soak in it for a solid  3 seconds. Baby terio tried to suck on
my titty and I slap him and reprimand him "GO MAKE A LIP SYNC YOU 5SOS FANGIRL. I lather up terio in some 5sauce so his toddler testies grow wings. He flops backwards and his penis lead the way. We reach the top and go in through the nipple and climb down the ladders of tubby hell. About halfway down, I have to fight a demon. I grab my megaphone out of my fanny pack and cut the demon's gauge out. Oh by the way the demon was the sound board guy for sleeping with sirens. #emoscenelife #notaphase. We make our way to the recording studio and the power shuts off. I was scared out of mind at first, but I see baby terio crawl with the cable cords in its mouth. Electricity shoots through its veins and grows larger. It suddenly gets so tall that he bumps his head on the nipple of the titty dome. It looks as if it is an extinct prairie dog. All of a sudden, it vanished and I don't know where it went. We continue into the dark recording studio and bump into many things that feel like dildos ordered off on eBay. Trust me I'm a sex Ed expert. I begin to hear a soft echo. It rings "OOOO! OOOO KILLEM!" Through my ear drums. Oh my gosh that sounds just like Terio's moan during sexual intercourse. Baby terio leads me towards the source and I trip over something mushy which is probs mashed potatoes. All of a sudden, baby terio gets lifted into the sky by Hercules  and is levitated into a dark darkness and have to wear my 3D glasses to see. We hear a faint "kill em" and it was followed by baby terio grunting. My spy kids glasses navigate him and I see him chewing through the ropes that are wrapped around Po. "PO!!!" I whisper. Terio doesn't hear me and neither does Po. Damn it. "PO!" I mouth. He finally turns around and laughs for help hysterically. Terio tries to pounce on baby terio but his moist tentacles slide off of baby Terio's rough scales. Baby terio grabs Terio's scrotum and body slams terio into a cactus for decoration in the recording studio. Baby terio finally breaks the ropes off Po, and Po hobbled to me and we Eskimo kiss. Jeffrey isn't mad, he just watches will he gets an erection. Terio lies on the floor unconstitutional but quickly hits his life alert button and Gidget and fifi rush in with their fishnet nurse uniforms on carrying a stretcher. I tell  them not to help him saying "LET HIM BE!", but they say "Sorry Hun its our job" when in reality they just didn't hear me because of the plastic surgery they got on their earlobes. As terio is being pulled off in the stretcher, he mouths at me "THIS ISN'T OVER BELELA! YOU HAVENT SEEN THE LAST OF ME SURPRISE BITCH OOOO!". Baby terio flares his nostrils and growls as Terio exits the studio. #DaddyIssues. Jeffrey tries to smack baby terio on the tush, but being the mother bear I am, I yell at Jeffrey. "ONLY I CAN SLAP BABY TERIO LIKE THAT!" I snarled. Jeffrey tries to run but he is stuck on a treadmill. He shoots triple A a quick DM to haul him off. They arrive .00001 seconds later. Jeffrey is hauled off crying a waterfall in which baby terio splashes him in his floaties, twirling around in his salty tears. I roll out a slip n slide for Terio's amusements. I can hear jefferson'S faint screaming as he is carried away in the truck. He begins to cover uptown funk and that is the last I hear of him.. at least for now. Po and I stand alone without speaking clueless about what happened. Short term memory I think mean I okay guess. I felt like baby terio was in danger.. Even with my mother bear skills and Po's tropical bucket hat. I pray to gosh that we will be safe and sound. *safe and sound plays in the background..* TO BE CONTINUED...

     Hey tubs these chapters short and cute because writing is harder than it seems, but we do anything for our tubby lovers! We do everything to adequately substain your little tubby tummies. Remember to take you flintstone vitamins. Get the chewy kind so you can swallow them. Oh and drink
Your danimals... Only the ones with
Cole sprouse on the front. Okay goodnight!

-Urs Truly....

                       Liza and Reba xoxo

P.S.
        Don't copy this because Terio will lynch you if you do the deed!