Soap Sudds Harem

"Yea! Dom. Why are you so excited to get to the tape player?" asked the
diminutive maid Samara.

"Ma are you that behind? The biggest hit of the season is coming on now! I
have to tape it so I can watch it over again in my room."

"Sammie that show has the number rating of all the Denubian soaps for the
fifth season in a row," said Gina as she glided Keith to the king size sofa
in Lotor's bedroom.

"Ah what is the captain doing in here Gina? I though Lotor said your
highjinks were to be in your room only and only in this room if Lotor is in
on the action," said Michelle.
And Sammie the men on this soap are hot.
Ah here is they are going to announcing the names of the contest winners...."

"You mean you entered a contest on a show that I have never heard of?" said
Samara.


"OH Ma you never look at TV. When anyone names a show less than ten years in
age you don't know what they are talking about." said Gina.


"Or music for that matter," said Moonie. The contest will give some lucky
lady the chance to have a romantic seen with those super hunks," squealed
Gina.

"They are not hunker than me. I have seen that show Allura and Romelle drool
all over those jerks everyday," said the captain of the VF.

"Crown Productions is proud to announce the winners of the "You can be a Soap
Star"
NEXT
Love the Maid

Re: Soap Sudds Harem
Date: 1/10/00 8:58:19 PM
Two human queens cousins in fact sit breathlessly by their king size monitor. The room was dark except for the light from the screen.

"Romelle, do you think the judges will see through the fake names we interred the contest with?"


"Allure I know this with a name like "Crown Productions" they better pick one of us the a winner!"


Romelle you did not!"

Light years away:
"I won, I won, I won!"
Sammie Next

Re: Soap Sudds Harem
Whoo hoo!! Cross over Madness time! *ducks shower of popcorn thrown by
several angry Scribes* Devana:Finish Movie Madness first!
Keith:Yeah! Else you go up on the rack!
Gina: And you never finished DBV either!
Michelle:Yeah..well...well....we never finished the Halloween party fic!
*sticks tongue out*
Tamy: We're gonna have to chain you to your desk until you finish those
fics!
Rosemary:At least she finished my origin fic at long last!
Sammie: Before you banish her to her room, could she write a few parts for
my Soap Opera story......?
Zarkon smoothes his fake toupee back: I'm auditioning for the hunky male
lead! I can't wait for my bedroom scene!!
Dom: I'm gonna be sick....
Tamy: Me too...I think she's getting ideas already....
Michelle: I never run out of ideas...I just have trouble putting them
down on paper... hated the last two parts of MM....raise your hands if you
did too!
Lotor: I have a cure for that....
Michelle:Won't work....besides I'm still sleepy from PA. I left at
5am....got to get some sleep....
Sammie:And then you'll write....?
Michelle:Uh......*eyes Keith's grin as he lightly slaps a whip agaisnt
his palm*
MAybe after I update my site...lot of pics....
Sammie:Any good?
Michelle: I like them! Especially Gina's men, Moonie's store, Sarah's
family, and Austin Zarkon with Sammie! I was busy this weekend! Pics galore!
Gina: i suppose we can hold off on the butt whupping a tad bit longer....
Michelle breathes a sigh of relief...
Gina:Now as for Moonie.....
Moonie:EEP! They still remember about Birds and the Bees!
Dom: And Sunndy Day on Doom!
Moonie:Who are you to talk....you've got several fics up in the air too!!
And on that note I'm shutting up, as this is getting way toooooo long!
Michelle
Mistress of the Super long tangetns of pointlessness!

Re: SOAP
Keith: I can see it, y'know. All of you Ladies with
your own soap opera....taking over a studio and making
your own show.

Me: Really, now?

Keith: Yeah. Its name would go something like this:
"Days and Nights in Lotor's Harem". No, wait. I got a
better one. "Life in Lotor's Harem". No, wait--

Me: ARGH!

Keith: Yeah! Save that for when THEY come into the
scenes....

(I put a pillow over his face)

Keith: MMMMMMMMPH!

later!
nutbug

Soap Sudds Harem Part Two 1/2
The gathered Scribes gripped each other's hands, as they leaned closer to
the TV, their hearts pounding in their ears...."Keep your fingers crossed
girls, this is it!" Dom said, licking her lips in anticipation of landing a
soap stud boyfriend.
"All for one and one for all!" Moonie agreed.
"One way or another, we will get on Galaxy Sunset!!" Jenn swore.
"Uh...I thought the winner could only bring two friends with them...."
Rosemary asked a bit worriedly. Her worries increase as half crazed eyes
turned towards hers. "WE will get on that soap opera!!" They all shouted,
even Samara who had never seen an episode of Galaxy Sunset.......
"SHHHH!!" Tamy hissed. "They're starting to draw the lots!!"
The announcer adjusted his bowtie, as he smiled for the cameras. "Crown
Productions is proud to announce the winners of the "You can be a Soap
Star......"
***************************************
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Princess Romelle's
anguished screams were heard halfway round the Planet Arus. "I can't believe
that brat won!!!!!"
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"I can't believe I won!!!" Devana shouted, doing a cartwheel across her
bedroom floor. "Rupert Stiffthighs, here I come!!"
************************************************
"There, there..." Princess Allura said to her not so identical twin
cousin...."I'm sure if you act nicely, and apologize for past wrong doings,
Devana will be glad to take you along......."
"Suck...suck up to that no good brat?!" Romelle snarled. "I'd rather kiss
a frog!!"
"And you have..." Allura mumbled, thinking of Mum-ra as she patted Romelle
sympathetically on her back. "But if you wanna chance at Rupert
Stiffthighs...."
"I can't brown nose that...that...." Romelle shouted, shrugging off
Allura's hand.
"I suppose if you can't, you can't....." Allura shrugged. "I'm sure Devana
won't date Rupert Stiffthigh for long...just till Sven comes back from that
secret mission...."
Romelle pursed her lips in disgust. "I can't let her get another hunk!!"
She snarled, rolling her eyes back in disgust. She sniffled, blowing her nose
on her dresses' hemline. "I suppose I'll just have to make amends...." She
shuddered as an unwelcome thought of herself in a maid's costume cleaning
Devana's bathroom popped into her mind. "Just long enough for me to land
Rupert Stiffthighs....."
******************************************
Light years away from Planet Arus, Hagger the Witch was doing her own
celebratory dance. "I won, I won!!!" She rubbed her hands eagerly together.
"Rupert Stiffthighs shall be my own stud muffin soon enough!!" Bouncing up
and down on the bed with glee, she conjured up some magic to began packing
her suitcases for her.
"Er...." Tia said, ducking as a rather large vibrator flew past her head.
"What are you gonna tell Zarkon to get the weekend off....?"
"Damn!! I forgot about that old fart!" Hagger scowled. "He'll never let me
go off to get some, as long as he can't get no Scribe booty!!" She chewed her
bottom lip as she thought long and hard. "I have to get some plausible excuse
for leaving Doom for so long..." Her eyes lit up as she gazed at Tia. "Or
give him a new playmate....."
"OH NO!!" Tia shouted, grabbing ahold of Hagger's Ultra ballsy love
buster 3000. "If you so much as think about it, I'll break this!!"
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Hagger shouted, horror on her face. "They don't make sex
toys like that anymore!!"
"And it's no wonder! It's electrocuted the other 326 women who used it!"
Tia snapped back.
"That's cause they didn't have the stamina to use it right!" Hagger said,
lunging towards Tia, who nimbly leaped out of her clawed hands range. Tia
held it threateningly under a mallet she produced from subspace. "Say
buh-bye!!"
"Okay, okay!!" Hagger scowled. "I give, I give! What are your terms!!"
Tia paused to think about it. "Well now.....besides the obvious...how
about taking me with you to Galaxy Sunset...."
"WHAT?!" Hagger snapped, hands on hips. "Why would I want to take you
with me?!" Tia threatened Hagger's precious love toy again with the mallet.
"Curse you!!"
Hagger snarled.
"Cheer up Haggy!" Tia grinned, as she turned to leave. "It's not like you
had that many friends to pick from to go with you anyway!"
"Where are you going with that?!" The infuriated witch demanded.
"Somewhere for safe keeping till after we return!" Tia called back. "And
Hagger.... do get to work on thinking of an excuse for fish face!!"
*********************************************
"I...I won...." Michelle's jaw dropped in shock. "I..I can't believe
it...."
"Close your mouth dear, you're letting in all the flies...." Jenn noted,
gently tapping on the stunned Scribe's lower jaw.
"So....." Dom said, sidling over to the princess. "Can I get you
anything...a pillow, soda, Zarkon's head on a platter.....?"
"Why don't you let me pack your suitcases for you....?" Moonie asked,
rushing to push Dom out of the way.
"Now why would you want to do a thing like that?!" Tamy asked. "When it's
obvious that I'll be the one going with her!!"
"You?! Don't make me laugh!!" Gina chuckled. "I'm going to Galaxy Sunset
with her! There's some soap hunks there that are in need of some good
punishing!!"
"Don't be ridiculous dear!" Samara said. "You're on your honeymoon....But
I'll be glad to take your place!!"
"You?!" Sarah demanded. "You didn't even know that the show existed
before today!!"
"Now, now, don't bicker. It's quite unladylike." Valeta interrupted.
"Besides, it's obvious that I'm going with her, so......!"
"SO?!" Rosemary snorted. "What makes you think you're going?!"
"Uh guys...." Jenn pointed out. "As Mistress of Doom, it is my right to
get one of those tickets. You'll just have to duke it out over the extra
one...."
"Your right....?" Sarah scoffed. "Don't make me laugh! If it's anyone's
right to choose, it's Michelle's!!"
"YEAH!!" Was the agreeing yell by the gathered Scribes. "So who is it
gonna be?!"
They turned harsh yet hopeful eyes on Michelle, who felt like she shrunk to
the size of a cat. "Um....." She sweat dropped nervously. "Can't we discuss
this a bit more......?!"
*******************************
What lengths will Romelle go through to get on Devana's good side?!
Will Hagger really take Tia, and if so, who will be the other person she can
bring along?!
Will they get pass Zarkon, or will he consficate those tickets for himself?
Who will Michelle take along?!
WIll Lotor demand a spot on Galaxy Sunset?!
Tune in Next time to maybe get some or none of the answers!
Now who's next?!
Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.

Soap Sudds Harem Part Two and Three Quarters
Michelle kept looking at ALL the Scribes - their eyes were ALL on her,
begging, pleading, demanding.

"Uh - um.."

"Michelle.."

"Uh.."

"Well?"

"Uh..I gotta go to the bathroom!"

SLAM!!

"Aw, man!"

Jenn smirked.

"What ARE you smirking about?"

"There's no toliet paper in there!"

"Ack!"

"Yep, she's gotta come out sometime."

Tamy tapped her foot. "Speaking of coming out, has ANYONE seen Lotor?"

"Saw him earlier. I think he left."

"Augh!! I NEED him!" Tamysan wailed.

"We ALL need him!" Dom grinned.

"No! *I* NEED him - like really quick!"

"Why?" Samara raised an eyebrow. "You're not going into - "

"No, I'mnotgoingintoheat.." Tamy flushed embarrassedly, looking at Sarah.

Sarah raised a brow.

"I'm uh - a virgin!" Tamy whispered.

"No way!"

"Yes way! Ask Sarah!" Tamy said.

"It's true.."

"Ohmygod!" Dom snickered.

"It's NOT funny! If I can't find Lotor then I gotta FIND somebody!"

"Well there's always.."

"DON'T even MENTION that! If he gets wind of it - Hey, *I* should go to that
soap oprea thingie!"

"You HATE soaps! You told us so!" Rosemary said.

"Well yeah, but the guy is hunky and I need - er - well..if Lotor's not
around, I gotta get somebody hunky!" Tamy explained.

"You can borrow MY man-slave! 'Sides she's taking ME!" Dom said.

"No, ME! I'm Mistress of Doom and - "

"John wouldn't go for it. *I'LL* go.." Gina said.

"KEITH wouldn't go for it!"

"She's taking ME!"

"ME!"

"MICHELLE!!"

BANG, BANG, BANG!!

Michelle whimpered in the bathroom.

WHO was she going to take?

NEXT!!
Tamy

Soap Sudds Harem Part Three
"Michelle!!" Tamy screamed, pounding on the door. "You can't hide in
there forever!!"
"Oh yes I can!!" Michelle snapped back.
"Can I take your place on the soap set then?" Dom asked hopefully.
"Say yes! If she doesn't come out...." Samara brightened up immensely.
"Then three of us can go in her place.....!"
"But which ones?!" Gina demanded.
"Forget it, it won't work!!" Michelle shouted from the bathroom. "You need me to get in! I can't default those tickets to a proxy!!"
"Damn!!" Dom muttered. "She actually read all the rules of the
contest....."
"There were rules?!" Moonie asked surprised.
**************************************
Hagger adjusted her vinyl black bustier, as she paused outside the throne
room.
"I hope this works..." She grimaced. "I can't believe for once my goal is to
turn him off from sex!!" She admired herself in the mirrored floors. "I'm
gonna be hard to resist! I am such a fox, even without any magical
enhancements!!"
She pushed the doors open, and strode into the room, hips swaying
seductively, heels clicking loudly on the floor. "Zarkon...baby pie....." She
cooed.
The king glanced up from the latest issue of Playboy, his eyes widening
in shock and fear as he took in the witch's get up, his hard on immediately
dying down. "Uh...Hagger...what do you want?!" Perhaps if he acted like he
didn't notice her outfit, he'd make a clean getaway.
"Hmmm...." Hagger fingered the collar she had around her neck, as she
reached the foot of his throne's stairs. "As if you couldn't guess..."
"Sweet mother of God..." He muttered to himself. "She's in heat again!!"
He watched her quickly ascend the stairs to his throne, and in one swift
movement that belied her age and appearance, she vaulted into his lap,
wrapping arms around his neck, while her rear crushed Mr.Happy to near
oblivion.
"Sweetie...honey..." She cooed, fingering his lips. "I think it's
time....."
"Time for what....?" He demanded, trying not to shiver in fear.
"Silly!" She grinned. "As if you couldn't guess!!"
"Just keep playing dumb..." He thought to himself. "Guess what....?"
Hagger rolled her eyes in exasperation. The man was either incredible
dense, or a really good actor. "For the husband and wife to spend more time
together.....!!"
He visible paled, his darkish purple blue skin, actually lightening by
several shades. "t..t..t..time together...?"
"YES!!" Hagger giggled. "We've been apart so much, what with preparations
for my second hubby Vegeta's marriage..." Her eyes darkened temporarily at
the mention of his name.
"Damn!!" Zarkon gritted his teeth. This was her payback for that forced
arranged marriage......
"Anyway...." She batted her eyelashes at him, fingers trailing up and
down his chest. "I arranged for a lovely weekend retreat....just the two of
us....alone.....up in the mountains....and you know how cold air simulates my
sexual drive!!"
He grimaced. He knew all to well!! "Er...what about my kingdom?!"
"Already taken care of!" She grinned. "Lotor will be more than happy to
run things while we're gone!!"
His eyes widened in horror. "WHAT?!"
"Yes!" Hagger grinned. "He can get some experience at running Doom, whilst
we get some experience in making babies!!"
"Babies....?" Zarkon snorted in disbelief. At her age!
"OH yes! We're gonna have such a large family!!" She grinned. "So large
in fact, you'll have to retire from your kingly duties, to devote yourself to
me and our family!!"
The woman has been inhaling some sort of drug....Zarkon thought to
himself. At least he prayed she was on drugs. He couldn't handle it if this
was an idea she was actually serious and sober about.
"So let's go right now!!" She said.
"er...tell you what....." And he shoved her off his lap, causing her to
roll down the stairs. "You go on ahead, and I'll meet you there!!"
"But you don't even know where where is!!" Hagger shouted, as he leaped
over her, making a mad dash for the doors.
"Love will find a way!!" He screeched, as he disappeared from sight.
"Mission accomplished!!" A sly smirk spread across Hagger's face. "This
was almost too easy!!"
***********************************************************
Will Michelle ever come out of the bathroom?!
Will Tia happen along (HINT HINT!!) and mention Hagger has an extra ticket?
What lengths will the Scribes go to get Hagger's extra ticket?!
And who will be the two who get Michelle's extra tickets?!
Will the Scribes even make it to the soap set, or will they spend the whole
weekend arguing about this?!
For none of the answers, tune in next time for as the Harem moves on!!
NEXT!!!!!

Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.

Re: Soap Sudds Harem Part Two and Three Quarters
"Well, the whole place is dark Allura." They will never see us."
"Romelle I do not know what you think you are going to do or how you think
you will do it. Lotor's sister is not here and this is just plain wrong!"
"Little Miss pink birches I will get this part with Rupert Stiffthighs. And
every other hunk on the set on or off camera."
"Oh I feared such. Keith where are you when I need you?"
Better still Lotor where are you?" said the flustered queen of Arus.
"Tia, you little "smipomes" get yourself out here and watch for Zarcon guards"
Next
Love the maid

Yeah, I know I'm not supposed to post things like this to BOTH lists...
Date: 1/16/00 8:03:44 PM

...But this is FUNNY.

This is an interlude for "Soap Opera Sudds", an
on-going HT story. I know EVERYONE is going to get a
laugh out of it.

OK, Ladies, you wanna see an interlude from me? Here
it is!

"Hey, what about US? Don't OUR opinions count?"

Keith, Gen, Lance and Sven, each wearing only
custom-made Harem sweatpants, stood in the doorway.

They looked like they were posing for a calendar.

We gasped at their audacity. Did they REALLY think
that, even though the sweatpants clung in the right
places, that they could change our minds?

Lance cleared his throat dramatically.

"We don't want you to see this...this...Mister
Thickhead guy," he said, folding his arms across his
chest.

The Red Devil appeared to agree with him.

"Uhm-YEAH!" Keith and Sven said as one. "We want you
to stay here, with us."

Gen gave Jenn an all-man smile guaranteed to melt
diamonds into mush.

"My Mistress, is it not time for your half-hourly bath
and rub-down?"

He put a little bit of stress on "rub-down".

Jenn barely blinked. "Nope."

Tam hissed. "Wish it were MINE....." she said
wistfully, her eyes glued to what surely had to have
been created by a very pleased god.

Gen gladly obliged her by turning a little so she
could see the full package.

"It COULD be....if my Mistress so permits."

Jenn yawned. "No. I don't share you with ANYONE."

He shrugged. "Oh well."

"AHHH-HEM," Lance attempted to summon all of our
attention, "Didn't you HEAR us? NONE of you are going
ANYWHERE."

"You don't own us!" Moonie irritably reminded him.

"Keith....go to our room," I gently ordered him,
wishing I had a whip nearby, remembering too late that
I had left most of them in our "honeymoon room".

He put his arms across his chest and posed so that the
Dragon was on display, straining to escape its cotton
prison.

"Not without YOU," he tartly responded, knowing full
well I wasn't able to whip him or any of the other
guys at the moment.

"Yeah! That goes for me too....Moonie," Lance said.

"Me too!" Sven asserted.

"I, too, do not wish to retire to my Mistress'
chambers without her," Gen said, just to be heard.

"And if..." Lance paused for effect, "and if you don't
listen to us, if you still want to see this idiot
Thickhead—"

"Stiffthighs," Jenn dryly corrected him.

Lance shook this off. "WHATEVER. If you all still want
to see him....we have something to tell you. As a
united team."

Curious, we looked at the dumdums.

Lance made a quick gesture and Sven ran to the stereo
system with a record.

We wondered where THAT had been hidden.

"LISTEN!" Lance looked as though he was going to make
a speech.

We decided to humor them.

Lance grabbed an imaginary microphone.

"You might say...that he's special, and that you can
see US any day.....But we're here to tell you.....he's
nothing, Ladies, he can't treat you like we do...."

Keith strutted over and grabbed this mike from him.

"And you might say....that he's hot stuff, and he
makes you melt...But we're gonna show you, we're the
only ones that can make you bill and coo...."

"Who came up with those words?" Sammie-ma whispered to
no one in particular.

Gen grabbed the mike.

"Oh NO...." Jenn whispered.

"You might say.....that we do not have what he has,
that he makes you faint.....But we are here to prove
to you, we are the ones that have what it takes...."

"At least he rhymed," I whispered.

Sven snatched the mike from him while the other three
Vogue-posed.

"And you might say....that he's really very cool, that
he rules....but we're here to—HIT IT!"

We hadn't expected THAT. A few of us jerked.

Sven cast the imaginary mike aside, the four of them
clapped twice sharply, and suddenly sexy music played.

"OH my GOD...." Tam whispered, voicing all of our
thoughts in those three words.

"Never know how much I love you..." sang the voice on
the record.

The idiots changed their pose and each put a hand on
his waistband.

"Never know how much I care...." sang the voice.

"Oh NO, I hope they don't moon us...." one of us said
in near-agony.

"When you put your arms around me..." sang the voice.

Each of the idiots hugged himself.

"I get a fever that's hard to bear," sang the voice.

The idiots struck another pose.

"You give me fever," the voice said dramatically.

"Oh noooooooooooo......." one of us moaned.
"Noooooooooo....."

A series of instruments hit one note at the same time.

That was the cue for the idiots to break into a nicely
choreographed, very sexy dance.

The voice sang, the idiots danced....it was very nice,
we had to admit.

But we STILL wanted to see Mister Stiffthighs.

A rapidly approaching thunder of footsteps thudded
towards us.

"Lotor," Jenn unnecessarily warned in a whisper.

The rest of us said not a word. We wanted to enjoy as
much of the performance as much as possible before it
was forced to end.

Lotor would NOT appreciate what the idiots were doing.
Not at ALL. Not unless HE was the star performer.

The idiots toyed with their waistbands again and
danced even more sexily.

Lotor appeared in the doorway.

His jaw dropped.

"WHAT in the NAME of ALL of the GODS—!!"

The idiots froze in the act of loosening the knots in
the sweatpant ties.

All of them went pale.

"Uhmmmmm....." Lance began, then forced himself to
shut up.

Keith looked from me to Lotor then to me then to the
other Ladies then at the floor.

Gen, unashamed, struck a pose.

Sven closed his eyes and seemed to pray.

We shoved and pushed each other to stop from laughing.
It would be misinterpreted.

Lotor folded his arms across his chest.

"WELL?!!"

As if to answer him, suddenly all of the sweatpants
fell to the floor.

That did it. Us Ladies burst out laughing.

Lotor's lips quivered.

The idiots bent to pick up their pants but Lotor
stopped them with a word.

"No. Stand up straight. NOW!"

Blushing all the way to their toenails now, they
obeyed.

Lotor walked into the room.

"NOW, explain to me why you did this...."

next!
nutbug

More Soap Opera Madness....what is this Part Four of Five?!

"NOW, explain to me why you did this...." Lotor ordered to the gathered group. And what an odd picture they all made. The men were oddly silent, cheeks tinged with pink as they stood fully nude, certain body parts standing at full mass, a nice sheen of sweat adding a certain allure to the very fine pectoral muscles and toned abdomen. Surely a sight to get even the most prudish of women swooning.
The gathered ladies on the other hand, looked as if they were about to explode from trying to stifle their laughter. Their eyes danced with mirth, some placing hands to their mouth as if to hold in their laughter. They tried avoiding looking at each other, as if that could stop the laughter.
"WELL?!" Lotor demanded, increasingly getting annoyed as some let a giggle escape their lips. Were they playing some kind of joke on him? His ladies expressions did not help to soothe his slightly frazzled nerves. "Isn't someone going to answer me?!"
Silence....he gritted his teeth and stalked over to the men, who still stood there as though they were stone statues, in more ways than one! (wink!) Frozen expressions, they dared not to even blink or breathe. "And what are you doing here?!" Lotor demanded of Sven. "I thought you were on a special spy mission?!"
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Light years away, in the not so distant future, the anguished screams of Devana and Princess Romelle could be heard once they learned that they too had missed the live entertainment of the four males, particularly their beloved Sven. They too would have too settle for watching it on video tape with Michelle.....
*********************************************
Lotor growled something inaudible under his breath when Sven chose not to respond. "Damn it! Someone answer me!!" He viscously slapped Keith on his bare buttocks, causing the Dragon of Arus to bob up and down as Keith unwittingly let out a girlish sounding squeal, and leapt a foot off the floor.
That proved too much for the ladies, who finally let out peals of laughter, tears streaming down their faces, as they all fell to the floor in a group effort of mass hysteria, laughing insanely. The sight was enough for Lotor to consider having them committed into an insane asylum.
"Oh man!!!!" Tamy gasped. "Gina!! Your hubby has Lotor's hand print seared onto his butt now!!"
"Better hope it's not permanent!!" Dom giggled.
"I don't know girls...": Gina grinned. "Might not be too bad.....though I'd rather it be something of mine branded onto him!!"
"Damn it that hurt!!!" Keith snarled angrily, raising a hand as though to strike the prince. Lotor grabbed his wrist into a bone crushing grip. "It'll more than hurt if someone doesn't explain to me what's going on here!!"
The girls continued to laugh, the males staying frozen, except for an angered Keith, who struggled against Lotor's grip, and rubbing his marred buttocks. He breathed a sigh of relief, to notice the redness was already starting to fade away. He had been getting just a tad worried.
"If someone doesn't explain to me what's going on in the next five seconds...." Lotor's eyes darkened with cruel intentions. "You're all going on the rack....."
"Whoo hoo!!" Rosemary shouted enthusiastically.
"Group project!!" Dom shouted just as gleefully.
"We haven't had a good orgy since Jenn and Gina's birthday bash last year!!" Moonie added, already making plans of who she was gonna start off with. In fact several of the ladies were eyeing Mistress Jenn's newest male with eager expressions.
Lotor pursed his lips....this was not the reaction he had expected. "And Hagger and Zarkon will be the rack enforcers!!"
Everyone gasped as one. Lotor smirked. "I thought that would get your attention!! Now explain!!" He released Keith's wrist.
"Don't wanna...." Tamy pouted. The other girls nodded, just as sulky. They had been looking forward to a good orgy.
"Well somebody better explain!!" Lotor shouted, thinking if this kept up he would really go through with his previous threat.
"Fine!" Sammie sighed. "But ask Michelle..."
"Where is she....?" Lotor said, at last noticing the absence of the purple haired princess.
"Hiding in the bathroom...." Moonie answered. "Couldn't take the pressure...
chicken!!"
"Chicken....? Pressure?" Lotor's eyebrows lifted in surprise as he stalked over to the bathroom. "What the hell was going on in here!!" He rapped on the door. "Come out of there now!!" He ordered.
"Lotor?" Michelle's muffled response came out. "What are you doing out there?!"
"What are you doing in there?!" He demanded.
"Um....."
"Come out this instant or else!!" Lotor shouted.
"Or else what....?" She wondered aloud, and the girls erupted into giggles again.
"Or else forced chastity on you for two weeks!!" Lotor replied.
The guys began to chuckle as well.
"For you and the whole harem!!" He added, and everyone froze. Lotor secretly smiled. There! Now he would get to the bottom of this! The door slowly opened, to reveal Michelle, who looked a bit sheepish. "Um hi...." Her eyes widened as she looked past Lotor to take in several eye fulls of the four nude males, once again standing to full attention. "Oh my.....!!" She breathed in. "Who's idea was this?!"
"Um....." Dom seeing an opportunity grabbed for it. "It was mine!! All this is yours if you let me have one of your soap opera tickets!!"
"What?!" Gina and Jenn snarled in outrage.
"Your idea?!" Rosemary demanded, a sly look in her eyes. "It was my idea!!"
Bickering started once again, even the males joined in, voices meshing together in one distorted mass. Lotor could only make out one phrase. "This is all about some soap opera?!" He said in disbelief, turning to Michelle in shock.
She shrugged, rolling her eyes. "Fraid so..." She nodded towards the bathroom. "Care to join me?! There's more than enough room to hide at least ten people in there!!!"
Lotor was flabbergasted. "What...what is this soap opera that could cause such... such...intense..."
"Leaves you at a lost for words doesn't it?!" Michelle said.
"Spectacle!!" Lotor said, still shock at the Scribe's display. "They're all squabbling like children!!"
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NEXT!!!!! *giggle*
Michelle
Mistress of Exclamation Points and Princess of Pleasure!!

Soap Opera Madness Part um......Six?


"ENOUGH!!!!!" Lotor bellowed, loud enough to drown out the voices in the midst of a heated debate. Abashed, they all turned to look at their Prince. "What the hell is wrong with you all!!" He continued to shout. "Squabbling...no, ACTING like children!!"
Dom's lower lip trembled. "But...but Lotor..." She sniffled. "It's for GALAXY SUNSET."
"So?!" Lotor inquired, not noticing the emphasis she placed on the soap opera's name.
"SO?!" She gasped, swaying a little, and the rest of the harem wondered if she would faint on the spot.
"Yes, so?" He quirked an eyebrow.
"SO?! SO?!" She said, inhaling deeply. The harem took a step backwards from the girl whose face was started to redden. Was that smoke floating out of her ears...?
"IT IS ONLY THE GREATEST SHOW TO EVER BE MADE IN THE HISTORY OF DAYTIME DRAMA!!!" She screeched, her words rushing out a mile a minute. "IF XENA WARRIOR PRINCESS HAD NEVER BEEN CREATED, IT WOULD BE THE BEST FORM OF ENTERTAINMENT IN THE ENTIRE HISTORY OF CIVILIZATION!! IT'S GLORY IS ONLY SHADOWED BY ONE OTHER FORM OF ENTERTAINMENT..
IT'S...IT'S LIKE SEX ONLY BETTER!!"
The group stifled a gasp, sneaking looks to see what the prince's reaction would be. He opened his mouth to reply, but Dom cut him off. " AND FURTHERMORE!!" She bellowed, striking a dramatic pose, one hand on her right thigh the other pointing straight up into the air. "IT'S.....IT'S THE MOST FUN YOU COULD HAVE WITH YOUR CLOTHES ON!!!!!"
Everyone, including Lotor sort of face faulted onto the floor. "Is...is that all?!" Tamy groaned, as she got back on her feet.
"She was on a roll for a while there.." Samara admitted.
"Really was going well with the dramatics..." Moonie agreed.
"Are you done?!" Lotor demanded, eyebrow arched.
"Um..." Dom paused to think. "FOR NOW ANYWAY!!" She snapped, a bit sulky.
"Hmph." Lotor said, pretending to dust off imaginary specks of dust off his clothing. "Well....well that was quite a...quite a speech you bellowed out there, my dear Dom..." He rubbed his ear, as if trying to get the hearing back into it. "Quite effective...in deafening people anyway...."
"If we ever need a way to get rid of Zarkon..." Michelle began, but Tamy interrupted her with a surprised "If?!" "Okay WHEN." Michelle corrected herself. "We can have Dom Sonic Boom our way out of his strong hold."
"But let's not try that until we absolutely have to..." Dom said, shuddering at the thought of ever having that close an encounter with the slimy king.
"Ahem...yes..." Lotor said, quickly taking hold of the conversation before it got derailed any further. "As I was saying....a VERY pretty speech...quite stirring...but I don't think I heard you correctly...Did you say this...this soap was BETTER THAN SEX?!"
"EEP!!" Dom briefly paled. "Er...yes...." She brightened, as the gears in her mind quickly churned out a more appropriate response. "But I didn't say it was better than you my lord!! Nothing could beat the hand's on experience of you, my prince, in bed or out of bed!!!"
"Well...that is true..." Lotor agreed mollified.
"So what are you saying Dom?" Moonie grinned. "That Galaxy Sunset is better than the men slaves?!"
"Shut up!!" Dom hissed at her, hoping her words wouldn't get back to her favored five.
"That would make a great Springer show..." Rosemary grinned. "The harem rates the men, including the Voltron force and Zarkon in bedroom performance!!"
"It really would!!" Samara agreed. "Plus you never did that show about Dom, Kevin and Lisa! That one's ripe with possibilities!!"
"True!" Dom agreed. "I was looking forward to kicking that tart's butt all over that stage!!"
"If only someone would stop with the excuses..." Tamy looked pointedly at Michelle, who pretended to file her nails, wondering if she could make a quick dash for the safety of the bathroom.
"Ahem!!" Lotor sighed in exasperation. "Is everyone in this place an expert at going off the topic?"
"YES!!" Everyone smirked back at him.
"I should have known...." He sighed yet again. "Very well....Since you are all so determined to avoid explanations..."
"Not as determined as to get on that set!!" Sammie interjected.
"That too..." Lotor frowned. He wondered just what was so appealing about that show. It better not be another male! "I think you should show me a tape of that program."
"All right!!" Valeta said, racing towards her room. "I got plenty of key moments on tape!!"
"This better be all that..." Lotor grumbled, as the rest ran towards the entertainment center. "To cause such a fuss..."
"Oh it is, it is!!" Moonie assured him.
"Maybe..." Tamy grinned, and sat down on Lotor's lap. "Lotor can help decide who gets to go with Michelle...won't you sweetie...?" She purred, pressing her body tightly against his.
"Well...if it comes to seduction, looks like one of those tickets are as good as mine!!" Gina said, eagerly rubbing her hands together. "Rupert Stiffthighs here I come!!" An eager grin on her face, she turned towards Lotor. But before she could take a step forward, Keith had to put in his two cents.
"Well I for one am not having it!!" Keith growled, looping an arm around Gina's waist in a lightening quick movement.
"Hey!!" She squealed in surprise, as she found herself slung over his shoulder."What do you...."
"I'm not having this stupid little show interrupt our honeymoon any longer!!" He cut her off, marching towards the hallway that led towards their private honey moon retreat. A furious Gina began repeatedly pummeling her fists against Keith's buttocks, the same cheek that had been briefly marked by Lotor.
"Ow!! Damn it woman!!" Keith squealed, as the doors swung shut behind them, muffling out their heated yells.
"Well...looks like Gina got her wish to brand Keith...." Dom grinned.
"You think he will ever get the imprint of that cursive G off?" Tamy said, wincing a little. Gina had been wearing her ring that had a diamond studded cursive G emblazed upon it, while the left hand wore an almost identical ring except it had V for Verano on it!!!
"More effective than tattooing Gina was here...." Jenn said with an approving nod.
"Say...." Moonie eyed Lance speculatively. "Wonder if I could get my initials...."
"Don't even think about it!!" Lance cut her off.
"Too late!" Dom noted Moonie's ear to ear grin.
"I think someone is considering adding a new service to her business." Michelle added. "Those rings just might be the start of another fashion craze!"
"You can practically see the dollar signs in her eyes..." Rosemary agreed.
"I think we better invest in some metal clad briefs...." Gen said. The other males were quick to agree, not wanting their flawless skin to be marred in any slight way.
"Here we go!!" Valeta said cheerfully, emerging with several tapes. Lotor stifled a yawn, as an image of Rupert Stiffthighs filled the screen. He tried to drown out the adoring oohs and awes of his ladies.
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Twenty minutes later, Lotor had nearly dozed off, when a seductive, sultry, and highly feminine voice caressed his ears. Eyes flying open, his attention was glued to the screen on the newest arrival. "Who is that...." He gasped.
"Who...?" Tamy asked. "Oh..." She noticed what he was looking at. "Her...That's Heather Honneybunns...the most anorexic bit...witch in daytime television...."
"She's stunning!!" Lotor murmured.
"I'll say!!" Gen agreed.
The ladies frowned, getting more than a little jealous. "It's all airbrushed!" Sammie said. "You'd be amazed at what technology can do to images!!"
"And she couldn't act to save her life!!" Rosemary added.
"Wonder who she had to sleep with to get this job..." Michelle grumbled.
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From his bedroom, a drool covered, sleeping King Zarkon sneezed. Mumbling incoherently, he rolled over, clutching his stuffed rag doll of Tamy closer to his body. A contented smile crossed his face as he went back to sleep...watched over by the rest of his rag doll collection of Scribes....(Collect them all, and get free a rag doll of Hagger as Desiree!! (Shameless plug....not!! OOOOH!! Picture idea...ahem....)
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"Girls!!" Lotor stood up, posing dramatically. "I have decided!!!"
"Er...decided what?!" Moonie asked, not liking the fire that gleamed in his eyes.
"Silly!!" Lotor chuckled. "Who is going to attend that soap opera of course!!"
"Oh?!" Samara lifted an eyebrow. "And just who will that be....?"
"As if we couldn't guess...." Jenn grumbled, the Scribes all shooting each other dark looks. They had a bad feeling about this........
"Why me of course!!" Lotor grinned, and began laughing maniacally...only to be hit by a barrage of pillows and cushions thrown by angry Scribes. "Think again buster!!" They screeched in outrage.........
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Someone else take a turn already!! Pretty please!! I'll give you a whip cream covered cheesecake!! Anyone think they can come up with a way to sneak in all the Scribes onto the set? Maybe in clothes chests?! Hagger's got an extra ticket as well....!
Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.

Extrtemely short interlude....Michelle finally makes a decision: Soap Opera Madn

Lotor huddled under his arms, as Scribes and male pleasure slaves alike barrage the young prince with pillows and whip cream, some even considering moving towards blunt objects.
Michelle sighed, realizing it had come to this. "IF I don't make a decision now, someone's liable to get hurt...." She ducked a pillow. "Maybe even me!!"
She stood up on the couch. "Listen up!!" WHAM!! A cream pie hit her directly in the face. "WHO THREW THAT?!?" The food slash pillow fight continued all around her.
"I SAID WHO THREW THAT?!"She growled, lightening crackling around her form, gaining everyone's attention.
"Uh...." Rosemary gulped nervously. "It was me...."
Michelle muttered something inaudible under her breath. "Okay!! Listen up!! I've come to a decision!!" Now she had the room's undivided attention. "I've decided on who shall be attending the weekend taping of Galaxy Sunset with me."
'It's me, isn't it sweetie pie?!" Lotor smirked, smoothing back his hair.
"Like Bloody hell it is!!" Sarah snarled, and whopped him on his rear with her tail.
"It's me right?" Tamy asked hopefully.
"No it's me!!" Dom said, turning hopeful eyes towards Michelle. "Remember all the Xena marathons we shared....?!"
"Ahem...let me just get this over with!" Michelle said, trying to ignore all the pleading looks she was getting. Not to mention the sexual offers some of the males were offering in hopes of getting to meet Heather HonneyBunns.
"Now..." Michelle said, stretching her fingers out before her. "So no one can accuse me of playing favoritism, I'm going to make my decision in a purely scientific way...."
"Best S & M mistress right?!" Jenn, Mistress of Doom asked.
"No...." Here goes nothing, Michelle thought, and pointed at Jenn, who let out an excited squeal. It quickly died down when she heard the princess' next words."Enneu Meenie Monie Mo...."
"Scientific she says!!" Tamy said, slapping her forehead in annoyance.
"Quiet!!" Dom shushed her, crossing her toes along with her fingers for extra luck.
"Catch a tiger by the toe, if he hollers let him go...." The finger continued to dart from man to woman, anticipation rising to a climax. "eenie meeni monne mo..." The finger stopped on Samara....dead silence for a few seconds, then Jenn, yes Jenn of all people let out a heartrending NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! and fell to her knees, slamming her fists against the grounds. "Why!?! Why!?!" She sobbed.
"Er...chill out Jenn..." Moonie muttered. "There's still one more ticket..."
Determined eyes turn towards the princess, who was surprisingly grinning. "What's she so happy about?!" Rosemary demanded, uncharacteristically annoyed.
"Because I'm not going to make the final decision!" Michelle replied.
"WHAT?!" came the group reply.
"That's right!" Michelle grinned, patting Samara's shoulders. "This lucky gal here gets to pick the other recipient of the ticket!"
"uh...uh..." Samara seemed speechless, as all attention was focused on her.
"Ta ta dearies, I'm off to pack!!" Michelle said, and practically skipped down the hall, humming a merry tune under her breath.
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Now's the time to start e-mailing Sammie about who should be picked!! Else she may resort to ennei meeni monie mo as well!! *cackles* NEXT!!!!
Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.

Hello?! *waves tickets*

Isn't anyone gonna continue Soap Opera Madness with me?! *Looks hopefully
at Gina, Tam, and the creator Samara.* *pouts a little* My decision has been
made, Sammie and Dom are attending with me, but Hagger and Tia still need
someone. *pouts some more* And Devana needs to make up her mind if she's
letting those two princesses make all her decisions for her, or if she will
take two Scribes along instead. Not to mention the stowaways in the lucky
soap set visitors lugguage sets. *pouts so hard her face hurts.* Come on
ladies!! Get us off of Doom!! I want something to read!! Oh look!! here comes
a special service announcement by our very own Prince Lotor.
Lotor takes the floor. "Ahem!! Lately we on harem tales have been facing
a serious crisis."
Tamy:"we're always facing crisises around here!! Namely your father!!"
Sammie: King Pervert himself....Zarkon!!
Dom: And don't forget horny Hagster!!
Lotor: If only I could....*shudders* But no!! I'm talking about the lack
of fics in this harem!!
Michelle: There are fics...
Lotor: But no one bothers to finish them!! Except for my sweet
Gina....*Gina grins.* It almost makes up for the fic shortage since she
writes so well...in fact she is the only won't who won't be punished....rack
room for all....
Jenn:If you think that's the way to get us to cooperate you have got
another thing coming.....
Lotor: Damn!! I forgot we're all kinky sex addicts in this place!!
Gina: And you wouldn't have it any other way!!
Lotor: Damn straight!! *smirks* But this fic shortage saddens me. What
are you gonna do to chase my blues away? No pun intended!! Lotor adds quickly
when he sees Dom about to make a comment.
Devana: Um..i guess we could continue Soap Opera Madness...how about it
ladies?!

"Ma, you know I have always loved you ... protected you ... cared for you."
"Neglected her at times too Lotor! What are you trying to pull?" the harem said in unison.
"That's not so ladies Ma was the love of my life several years ago."
"Not now you are trying to get next to that Heather Brainless Hootehoneybunns!"
"Well, sense when does my harem dictated to me?", Lotor said.
A loud shuffle was ensued and finally on the top of the heap sat Devana Lotor's sister.
"Ah what are you guy's fighting over?"
Dom spoke,"Devana we are ... Oh heck Michelle won that contest that Crown productions gave and we are fighting over who is going to go to the set with her."
"Oh is that all Devana said as a huge sweet drop appeared over her head as she stared at her brother and his harem in total disarray.
"Lotor only wants to get next to that Heather creature," shouted Dom.
"Yea, but I was here to ask Lotor to come with me. I do not want Sven in a mile of that bleach head bimbo.
If anyone could keep her away from my Sven it my big brother Lotor."
Yea but who will keep her away from Lotor? One look at big blue and that creature will be sharing harem space with us."
"Please, do I seem that shallow ladies?", Lotor look down on them with the face of sweetness and light.
"YES! ...Well something and we fear this may be one of those times Lotor!"
Look said Sammie-Ma Michelle left this to me. It's of no matter if I get to go I would only be there out of curiosity. Dom is the number one fan of this series. I think she and Devana and Michelle would have a wonderful time."

On the other side of the castle listing to his secret two way cereal box monitor a shadowy figure waits...

"Samara will be here alone..So will several other girls. I think Ma you and I will make an appearance on the set... I wondered who I would take with me," thought Zarcon.


"If Lotor thinks we are not coming he has another think coming!" said Gina to Keith as he moaned knowing he would become a part of this production.
Next
-Sammie
Soap Opera Madness - Part - uh I forgot.


"Well.." Tamysan put her hands on her hips. "I'm not going to beg and grovel
for tickets.."

"Oh? What are you gonna do? Steal em?" Rosemary asked.

"Nope!" Tamy grinned. "I'm gonna SNEAK in right under their noses!"

"How? That set is closely guarded.." Jenn looked skeptical.

"Why, I'm gonna go as Heather Honeybuns!" Tamy grinned.

"What? You're NUTS!!" Dom exclaimed.

"Hey, you shouldn't talk. You're going with Sammie and Michelle.." Jenn said
sourly.

"Hey, the Hagster's got tickets.." Rosemary said brightly.

"Ugh, no way!" Jenn said.

"I dunno.." Gina said thoughtfully."That Stiffthighs hunk is hunky!"

Tamy tapped her foot. "Now I need something - a picture or a video or
something of her."

"Hmm..oh here's an Entertainment magazine. That's her on the cover.." Dom
flipped the magazine over to Tamy, who caught it.

"Perfect! Wow! She makes Heather Locklear look smart!" Tamy said.

"And flat chested." Jenn remarked. "Now I wanna see just how you're gonna
look like her. Hagar's magic?"

"Nah! Ain't you been readin' the fics?" Tamy grinned. "I got me a little bit
of magic! I'm not Hagar's - ugh - niece for anything! 'Sides I've been
practicing! Watch!"

Tamy closed her eyes and said, "Big boobs and lots of back,
Lots of curves and bleach
blonde hair!
Stupid giggle and vapid stare!
Soon there will be two
instead of one!
Let me appear as Heather
Honeybuns!"

POOF!

"Ta da!" Tamy struck a pose and suddenly giggled.

Jenn exclaimed, "Wow! You HAVE been practicing!"

"You really look like her!" Dom's mouth gaped open.

"Thank you!" Tamy affected Heather's high and vapid voice.

"Euww! Even sounds like her! " Rosemary shuddered.

"Now, I can go to the set!" Tamysan jumped up and down, making her -
Heather's chest bob up and down."

"Don't DO that! Oy! Don't that hurt?" Dom winced.

"Hey, what about us? Your ticketless sisters?" Jenn asked.

"Well, I - uh..I know! You can go as my um - luggage!" Tamy smiled.

"Luggage!! No way! I am the Grand Mistress of Doom! I DON'T GO as luggage!"

"Well you don't expect Heather Honeybuns to be around other beautiful
females?" Tamy said. "Gotta look normal you know.. Besides don't you WANT to
see Rupert Stiffthighs and rip his clothes off and do delightfully wicked
things to him?"

Jenn thought for a moment. "Um, well now that you put it that way.."

"Good! Okay, those of you that want to forgo tickets come with me! There'll
be so busy looking at Heather's chest they won't look at her luggage!"

Dom said cheerily, "I don't have to GO as luggage!"

"Oh shut up!" Gina threw a pillow at her.

And so Tamysan diguished as the jiggling Heather Honeybuns, tottered out in
her high heels, a gaggle of Scribes excitedly following her, eager to get to
the soap opera!

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Meanwhile in Hagar's Lab, Hagar was putting the finishing touches on her
coffure. Well actually it was her wig, but who noticed? Tia was bustling
about, eager to get to the soap opera fun.

"Ooooh, I can't wait till I get my claws into Rupert Stiffthighs!" Hagar
cackled.

Tia felt sorry for Rupert, that's for sure.

Suddenly Zarkon came stomping in. He was fully dressed, which was a relief to
Tia.

"I heard you won tickets to some soap opera!" He bellowed with a grin.

"It's not some soap opera! It's the number one show in the galaxy and *I* won
tickets to rape - er see Rupert Stiffthighs!"

"Oh?" Zarkon grinned. "Well I'm going too."

~Nooo!~ Hagar thought ~ What a party pooper!~

"Don't you want to know WHY?" Zarkon leered.

"Probably to chase Heather Honeybuns!" Hagar snapped.

Zarkon drooled at the thought. Well actually he drooled over anything female
- except Hagar.

"*I* have to check on MY employees.." he grinned.

"Huh?" Hagar said. "Wait. Crown Productions..YOU?"

Zarkon grinned. "Yep! That show makes me a LOT of money. That and "Do You
Want To Be A Trillionaire.."

"I don't believe it!" Hagar said.

"Believe it, Hagar! Some of the Scribes have won tickets too! I simply must
congratulate them - personally. Oh and I simply must give Heather Honeybuns a
'raise' for all her excellent work."

Hagar KNEW what he meant by 'raise' - cheap bastard husband..

"Come on! Haven't all day! Got the hot rod ready to roll!" Zarkon said
impatiently.

NEXT!!
Tam

Soap Opera Madness: Keithy shows me something

I was so happy about finally seeing Rupert that, as I
chatted with the other Ladies following "Heather", I
didn't sense my very jealous hubby lurking in the
hallway behind a tall plant.

He sped out from his hiding place and shoved some of
the Ladies to the side.

"HEY!" "What the H is YOUR problem?" "GEEZE!" "What's
WRONG with you?"

Keith ignored this as he brandished handcuffs.

"HEY!" I yelled, "Don't you DARE! I'm off to see
Rupert!"

"Heather" aimed her chest in his direction but he
barely noticed.

"Get that fake silicone AWAY from me," he muttered as
he went on his knees.

My sisters watched with curious raised eyebrows.

"GO AWAY!" he commanded in a Captain-Keith tone,
causing them to jump.

"Heather" stepped forward.

"YOU don't tell US what to do in here!"

He whirled and looked dead at her chest as he whipped
out a whip.

The intent was clear. "Heather" stepped back, her lips
curling into a snarl.

Keith whirled back around and, despite my protests and
wriggling, slapped the cuffs around my ankles.

"Ooooo, kinky," Jenn whispered.

"Take. Those. Off. NOW!" I ordered him, knowing this
was a futile demand.

He grabbed me as he rose and flung me over his
shoulder.

I yelled.

He glared at the other Ladies.

"Show's over. GET OUT."

"Come on," "Heather" said, "Let's go before he gets
RUDE."

I watched with a sinking heart as they left to go to
the studio.

Keith chuckled, but it was not a HAPPY chuckle.

"Good. Now I can show you what I saw on the security
monitors last night."

Annoyed more now, I kicked him where I could.

"OW!"

"You're NOT in charge of security HERE!"

"PIPE DOWN!"

He adjusted his grip.

"I just happened to see something interesting. Come
on."

"As if I have a CHOICE?"

********

He set me down on my feet in front of the nearest
security monitor screens.

He took off the cuffs and put them around my wrists.

I scowled.

"You better hurry up and show me."

He helped me to one of the swivel chairs and spoke as
he walked over to the control panel.

"I happened to see this as I was monitoring out of
boredom--yes, I was bored, you girls were busy
drooling and forgetting about the men you can actually
TOUCH in here--"

He punched some buttons and flicked some switches.

"--Ahhh, here it is. The stuff I recorded for
posterity. Maybe you better get Lotor over here."

"Can't. He's busy."

Three of the monitors flicked into life.

Keithy shrugged. "Too bad. This is kinda important."

He flicked one more switch and suddenly Zarkon
appeared.

He was in his bedroom preparing for only he knew what.

I raised an eyebrow. To ask what he was doing might
earn me a painful spanking, so I kept quiet.

"Ahhhh," Zarkon said, obviously not knowing he was
being watched, "Soon ALL of the Ladies will be MINE
and Lotor won't be able to free them.
HAAAAAAAAAhahahahahahaaaaaaaaa! I think the contest
was a FANTASTIC idea on my part!"

Satisfied with his appearance now, he walked over to
his communicator and punched in a code.

"Ohhhhhhh Heather," he singsonged, "do you have
everything ready for my idiot son?"

He grinned deviously and the grin widened as he
listened.

"BWAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA! Yes, YES! All will
soon be as I planned!"

He signed off and made some final inspections of
himself.

"It's GREAT to be a studio owner."

The video went on for a bit longer but I'd seen all
that I needed to see.

My body trembled with anger.

"YOU LET THEM GO! YOU LET THEM GO! I COULD *KILL*
YOU!"

Keith grabbed my shoulders and squeezed hard.

"You think they would have believed me, ME, your
jealous husband that wants you to stay in bed with me
for the rest of our honeymoon?! HUH?!!"

I looked away.

"LOOK at me! We have time, we can go there now and
SAVE them!"

"I don't THINK so," said a familiar voice.

Both of us jumped.

It was Gorjon, who looked dazed and confused.

"You two are staying RIGHT HERE."

He produced duct tape, rope and three-link handcuffs.

Keith cursed.

I got up, managed to knock him to the ground, and
pummeled him as best as I could with my fists.

Gorjon chuckled.

"This is not the time for one of your famous
battles..."

Quickly, he strode over and bound us, side to side and
seated.

"...You two won't be set free until Zarkon calls for
you."

"TRAITOR!" Keith spat.

"BRAINwashed traitor is more like it," I muttered.

Gorjon shook his head.

"BOTH of you are wrong. This is a FAVOR. If *I* can't
have Tammy, ZARKON shall! BWAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!"

"IDIOT," I muttered.

Gorjon bent and slapped me.

Keith carefully stuck a leg out and struck his ankle.

A sickening crack indicated either a break or a
sprain.

Gorjon s-c-r-e-a-m-e-d.

"Dirty rotten bitch of a--" Keith kicked him again and
he fell.

"Mah HERO," I muttered.

"Shutup," he replied, "I have to think of how to get
us out of here. And NO, I DON'T want to build up some
glue-dissolving heat."

Gorjon began to cry like a baby.

"You broke it, you broke it, you broke it," he whined
over and over again.

"SHUTUP!" Keith and I said as one.

"I wasn't THINKING of heat," I scolded Keith.

"But you're so WARM," he said with a frown.

I scowled. "Yeah, SO?"

He thought about it.

"We haven't had it for a day or two now, and I AM
hungry..."

"I'm NOT in the moooooooooohhhhhhhh...."

Keith slowly brought me down to the ground.

"It won't hurt, a quickie before I plan..."

Gorjon gaped.

"Oh come ON now, you two are gonna make me
sickeeeeeewwwwwwwowwwwwwwWWWWWWW it HURTS....!"


next!
nutbug

Returning from Lurkerville to present some more Soap Opera Madness...



"Uh....Mistress?!" Nigel panted, as he struggled to keep up with the group.
"Yes Nigel?!" Dom asked, not bothering to turn to face him.
"Is it really necessary to bring all of this?!" He wheezed, almost dropping his load onto the floor. "You're only going away for three days!!!"
"Three days!!!?!" Jean Claude yelped in disbelief, letting the three suitcases he carried tumble to the ground. "I thought they were going away for a couple of months, with all this junk they have us carrying!!"
"Junk?!" Dom gasped. "How dare you call anything of mine junk!! I'll have you know I'm only bringing the barest essentials with me!!"
"That's right!!" Michelle said, and Samara nodded her agreement. "We have to look our best for our tv debut!"
"Not to mention Rupert StiffThighs!!" Samara grinned.
"But Mistress..." Brandon said, looking extremely cute as he jutted out his lower lip in a pout. "You...all of you..." He added when Dom and Samara turned their stares onto him. "Are already extremely lovely..."
"Gorgeous!!" Jean Paul added.
"Beautiful, without any enhancements!!" Brandon continued. "You don't really need to bring all this stuff."
"Oh yes we do!" Dom replied.
"But this is enough stuff to dress, make up, and accessorize the entire harem!!" Jean Luke protested.
"Well....we must look our best..." Samara tittered nervously. Michelle and Dom exchanged a sly look. Jean Luke didn't know how close to the mark he was!! While Brandon, Nigel and Jean Claude did indeed carry actual luggage, Dom's three other Frenchies (Or the Jean Quartet as the four French male slaves had been dubbed) plus several guards nabbed for bellboy duty were carrying long, wooden trunks, disguised as hope chests, but mainly they housed several Scribes in them. Desperate Scribes I should add, all dying to meet Rupert!!
"Now stop trying to change our minds!" Michelle said, hands on hips. "The studio is sending over our ride, and it should be here any second!!"
"Geez, it's not like they're gonna leave without you or anything." Jean Paul complained. "Our backs on the other hand...they feel like they're gonna give out at any moment!!"
"Yeah!!" Nigel whined. "Can't we take a break for a few minutes?!"
"NOOOOOO!!" The three Scribes shouted in reply, and it sounded as though the suitcases themselves echoed the trio's response. But the men shrugged that off to their imagination.
"The sooner we get there, the sooner we get to see Rupert!!" Dom said. "Now get a move on it!!"
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Whilst the Scribes were cruising in their deluxe Limousine type space cruisers (Complete with mini bar and swimming pool!! Not to mention complementary Men slaves!! (Boy did Michelle, Dom, and Sammie have fun!!) Tamy in her Heather Honnybuns disguise was flying to the set in a slightly smaller cruiser, one she had charged on Zarkon's private credit card!! She could hardly wait to see fish face's reaction to the bill she was running up on that thing. Not to mention Hagger's, since she was the one she was forging the signature of!!
Tamy wasn't the only one who couldn't wait to see someone's shocked expression. Lotor and Remy had snuck themselves into her suitcases. What's more...to fit, they had to leave all her clothing behind at Doom!! Tamy was not gonna be pleased about this, but all those two males cared about was meeting Heather!!
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Meanwhile on Arus, Devana was feeling several emotions, elation which was dimmed by the frustration and anger she felt over Nanny forcing her to take Princess Romelle along with her!! What's more, Nanny had insisted as going along as a chaperone for Allura, somehow managing to persuade Crown Productions to send an extra ticket. Now Devana felt like she was bordering on depression, not to mention the impatience she felt as Nanny and Romelle still haven't arrived, and the cruiser Crown Productions sent over has been waiting for two hours already!!
"Finally!!!" Devana sighed in exasperation as the two emerged from the castle. "I thought we'd never even get off the planet!!"
"Maybe they fell in?!" Allura said, giggling. "The toilet I mean..."
"Allura!!" Devana chuckled, looking at the princess in shock. "Better not let Nanny hear you talking like that!"
"Yeah..." Allura frowned. "She'll lock me in my room for several weeks...."
"Not to mention she'll start chewing me out that I'm a bad influence for you!!" Devana scowled. "That bratty cousin of yours is the worst influence you could ever possible have! Don't know why Nanny's always brown nosing that snob, and talking down to me......"
"Nanny....Nanny is just a bit old fashioned at times..." Allura replied. "She's just has some weird ideas about how ladies, princesses especially should act...."
"And Romelle fits those ideals?!" Devana asked, quirking her eyebrows.
"Only when Nanny is around." Allura grinned. "She's on her best behavior, acting as lady like as she possible can..."
"A pig is more of a lady than she ever is...HAGGER is more of a lady than Rotsmelle!!"
"Well I wouldn't know that..." Allura replied. 'But it all dates back to the beating Nanny gave her for picking her nose at an important banquet!"
"She picked her nose?!" Devana asked in disbelief.
"And she wet the bed too!!" Allura smirked. "Right on a visiting dignitary's nephew's bunkbed!!"
"Oh man!! I can't wait to tell the Scribes about this!!!" Devana grinned, wondering what other useful things Allura had to tell her. She'd probably get to find out before Nanny and Romelle even made it to the cruiser. "What's taking them so long?!" Devana demanded. "A turtle walks faster than those two!!"
"And smoother too...." Allura commented. "The way they're swaying back and forth, you'd think they've never worn high heels before...."
"I figured that was the norm for ole' Rotsmelle..." Devana said. "She's looking better than usual....more bustier, wouldn't you say?!"
"Hmm....now that you mention it....yes..." Allura agreed. "Slimmer too...shoulder's are still broad..."
"You don't think she stuffed her bra again do you?!" Devana asked.
'Nah...why would she do that....?" Allura wondered.
"Hello dears!!" Nanny called out, in an extremely distorted voice. It sounded a bit too high, yet at times a syllable would sound out extremely low. "Come and help us to the cruiser why don't you!!"
"Since when am I a dear to her?!" Devana grumbled, as she followed Allura over to the bumbling pair.
"Oh thank you!!" Romelle said in relief, handing one suitcase over to Allura. "Do you mind?!" And she swung an arm around Allura's waist. "My feet are killing me!! I haven't gotten the hang of this walking thing yet....."
"Walking thing?!" Devana asked in suspicion.
"Er, uh..." Nanny thought quickly. "She meant walkking in heels!!"
"Heels..huh?!" Devana said, staring at Nanny's veiled face. "Since when?!"
"What do you mean?!" Romelle asked in an even squeakier voice.
"Since you've been wearing heels for years now!" Allura replied, furrowing her eyebrows. She could have sworn Romelle was feeling her up.
"OH!! Uh...But I'm trying out these eight inch spike heels..they take some getting use to!!" Romelle answered.
Allura jumped, letting out a slight gasp. "You pinched me!!" She accused her cousin.
"What?!" Romelle blinked nervously at her. "I did not!"
"Yes you did!!" Allura insisted.
"EEEEEEWWWW!!" Devana smirked.
"Now, now I'm sure you're just imagining it princess dear..." Nanny said, and a stray gust of wind briefly lifted her veil to Devana's scrutinizing eyes.
"Was that a hairy lip I just saw?!" Devana demanded.
"Lan...Romelle!! Leave your cousin alone and come help me with my suitcases...." Nanny continued, dropping her bags to hold down her veil. A stronger wind came along, lifting up their petticoats to reveal extremely hairy looking legs, and very male underwear.
"What the....?!" Allura exclaimed, looking horrified. "You're really men?!"
"I knew it!!" Devana grinned. "I always thought something was wrong with Romelle!!"
"Nanny!! How could you keep such a thing from me all these years?!" Allura looked close to tears.
"I..uh...oh...shit!!" "Nanny" cursed, as a familiar voice screeched, "There they are!!!"
"What?!" Allura looked confused. "Romelle?!"
"Come bach here, ju vittle gimps!!" The real Nanny's heavy Austrian accent hit them like a ton of bricks. "Vhen Coran vinds out vhat ju two have done......!!!"
The real Nanny and Princess Romelle came running like two NFL quarterbacks ... that were dressed only in thin undergarments, and barreled into the two impostors, bringing them hard to the ground.
"What the?!" Devana exclaimed, wondering if this was all some strange dream brought on by a late night snack of Allura's m and m's and anchovies pizza special.
Nanny snatched off the impostor's veil to reveal....
"HUNK!!!" Allura and Devana exclaimed in shock.
"And Lance!!" Romelle growled, and ripped the blonde wig of red lion's pilot.
"Oh, hi princess..." Lance said, grinning sheepishly. "Sorry about your butt..."
"Ju touched her butt?!" Nanny screamed. "Ju are in even bigger trouble mister!!"
"How dare you undress me you...you pig!!" Romelle screeched.
"Ay, you know you loved ever moment of it!!" Lance smirked.
Allura jumped on top of Hunk's stomach, knocking the breath out of him. She threw her arms around Nanny in a big bear hug. "I'm so happy you're not really a man!! He had me worried for a second there...uh..." She paused to look the woman over. "You are a woman aren't you?!"
"Of course I am......ALLURA!!!" Nanny screamed in shocked as the Arusian Princess began vigorously patting the older woman's chest.
"Just checking!!" Came the Princess' sheepish reply.
"I can't breath...." Hunk wheezed, his face started to change colors.
"This is too much!!" And with that comment, Devana burst out laughing.
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NEXT!!!!
Finally! We're off our respective planets, (Or just about) and can actually get to the soap part of this story!!
Will Gina and Keith escape Gorjorn?!
Will Hagger and Tia survive sharing a cruiser with Zarkon?!
Will the Scribes suffocate in their trunks?!
Will Nanny and Romelle kill Hunk and Lance?!
I don't know, you tell me!!
Michelle
Mistress of Exclamation Points and Princess of Pleasure!!


In the smaller but oh so spacious mimi cruiser. Zarcons personal mimi cruser.
Tamy sat mucning chips and fussing with her makeup. Lotor and Remy were
becoming a little more than cramped in the luggage space allotted for the
cruiser. In the total darkness (having his lizard/cat like eyes paid off for
Lotor this time) Lotor sat amused listening to Tamy bid on abbey the Galran
auction, and all on Daddy's Denubian Express Card.

Hunk could barley move after nanny slammed him down with her WWW triple slam
Meteor "Rock" punch and hold. Being to tired and weak to move any further
nanny and Romelle allowed the two VF member to join them on their journey...

"Gina, Gina! Just how much longer must we hide in these bags?"said a very
tired VF captain. Gorjon had just missed them as they slid down the laundry
shout to the weighting cargo bay which lead to the cruiser Sammie, Michelle
and Dom boarded sever HOURS earlier.
"Keithe did you just hear Moonie?"


"Come child help me with this Merlas Secret double strength booster and
padded super cup rocket built 20 century style corset," barked Haggar at Tia.
The famed sex siren Madonna was reported to have had such a foundation of the
same make and model..Rupert your life will never be the same...

Sammie
next
...Hu...rr...ay...for.....Hollywood...la la la la Hollywood!!


"AH!!" Zarkon grinned, donning raybands with a red trim around the
edges. "Smell that air!! Refreshing isn't it?!"
"Er...yes..." Tia and Hagger agreed, wrinkling their noses. Anything
would smell wonderful after spending time inhaling Zarkon's B.O. in cramped
quarters!!
He slipped an arm around Tia's shoulders, pulling her against his body.
She shuddered in disgust, though he didn't seem to notice. "You smell that?!
Power, Greed, Fame.....MONEY!!!!! And it's all mine!!" He let out an insane
chuckle, as Tia slipped out from underneath his armpit. "MINE!!! BWA HA HA HA
HA!! I'm King of the World!!!" He raised his arms outward, in a big showy
movement.
"Maybe now he can buy some sanity..." Hagger whispered in Tia's ear.
"And some deodorant..." Tia wrinkled her nose. "If he doesn't put those
arms down soon, I just may die of lung cancer!!"
"And you know what all of this buys me?!" Zarkon said, leering at
something in the distance, something apparently only he could see.
"What?!" The two asked wary.
"Chicks!! And lots of them!!" He wiped away a thin line of drool that had
formed on his lips. "Come on, we're going on a panty raid!!!" Hagger and Tia
fell to the ground in mock exasperation.
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"Miss Honeybunns...." The intercom flared to life. "We have arrived in
Daliwood air space. We shall be landing in Silicone Valley momentarily.
Please return all trays to upright position, buckle up, and turn off all
appliances."
"Just a second!!" Tamy shouted in reply, chuckling to herself as she
typed in the last three numbers on Zarkon's Big Daddy's Denubian Express
Card, she had *borrowed* from Hagger the Witch, who had apprehended it from
Zarkon's wallet. "I can't wait till he gets a look at this bill!!" She
grinned in pure delight, anticipating his screams of outrage when he arrived
home to find an incredible lifelike mannequin of Hagger the Witch, Vegeta,
and Mum-ra entangle in a suggestive pose on his bed. Not to mention the
various other items of useless crap she had ordered him, of which included
framed pictures of Mum-ra, Haggar, Veggie,little statues of things, (Clowns,
angels, kitties, puppies,) a lifetimes supply of tutlewax,tampons, Fish
Lovers Monthly Magazine,and one of those things, that you can block out all
the porn channels on his cable box!!
Not to mention she equipped the whole harem with framed pictures of Prince
Lotor looking his absolute sexiest, and ordered the key ingredients for
Zarkon-Be-Gone, a perfume recipe she had come across in Haggar's library.
It's main ingredient was Fish repellent, but certain essentials were very
rare, and more importantly, very expensive. Tamy had ordered enough for the
Scribes to keep the old pervert at bay for at least a year!!
And let us not forget the most important item, Abbey the Galran,
something designed for maximum pain and humiliation. "Zarkon, won't be able
to live this one down!" Tamy said gleefully, making sure her Heather
Honneybunn illusion was still in perfect working order, before she exited the
cruiser. ready to take on the world, and more importantly, be deflowered by
Rupert StiffThighs!!
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"Su..su.." Dom stuttered, eyes wide, jaw dropped.
"It's that all right...." Michelle agreed, taking in the scenery with
adoring eyes.
"I never..." Sammie paused to swallow nervously a few times. "I never
dreamed such a place was possible.....!!"
"SUPER!!" Dom managed to finally get out. "Absolutely wonderful!!
Breathtaking! Gorgeous!!"
"And the scenery's not half bad either!!" Michelle agreed.
"There's scenery?!" Sammie asked in surprise, not removing her eyes from
one extremely oiled, well muscled, half nude young man's body.
"I've died and gone to paradise!!" Dom muttered. "So this is how the
other half lives!!"
"Other half?!" Sammie quirked an eyebrow.
"You know!" Dom giggled. "An all male harem!!"
"Ah! You're thinking that this is some prominent celebrity's private
harem?!" Michelle grinned. "Remind me to take some acting lessons!!"
"Acting lessons, hell!" Dom grinned. "With Heavenly bodies like that, who
has time to act?!"
"Ladies, if you will walk this way....?" The tight bunned, redhead said,
fixing her green eyes on the drooling trio. She had to hide a smile at the
three's reactions to her next sentence. "There are several MORE Gorgeous men
awaiting you in your quarters."
"You mean we get out own temporary men slaves?!" Dom asked eagerly,
wondering how she was gonna sneak them back to Doom with her.
"Even more fantastic than these?!" Sammie said, still not changing her
view.
"Indeed.." The redhead smirked. "These are mere construction
workers...hoping to make it big in the business...wait till you see the out
of work models...."
"Those guys aren't even models?!" Dom whispered in awe.
"They're common enough around here..." The woman whose name they learned
was Sally Sweetheart, replied. "We only allow a certain type in Silicone
Valley after all."
"Golly!!" The three Scribes said, their bodies turning to follow Sally,
but their heads still riveted to the crew that was putting up a set. "If I
died right this second, I'd be a very happy woman indeed!!" Michelle
exclaimed, just missing walking into a lamp post.
"Here here!!" Sammie and Dom agreed, whilst the hidden Scribes, fumed in
their cramped luggage transport, annoyed that they were missing out on some
prime male skin.
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SMACK!! "What is that, rejection number 253?" Tia asked Hagger, hastily
scribbling down some notes.
"Damn it!! You'll never work in this universe again!!" Zarkon screeched.
"Screw you!" The brunette yelled, as she turned tail and ran.
"You're going on my list baby!!" Zarkon shouted after her.
"At this rate there won't be anyone left in the entire Hollywood sector
to star in any films!" Hagger commented, pretending to write down the young
lady's name.
"ARGHHH!!" A high voice screeched, barreling into the smelly King's arms.
"Zarkon! Sweetie Pie!! I've missed you!!" The woman with long green hair, and
a hot pink, micro mini, proceeded to plant a loud sounding smooch on the
King's lips. When they finally broke off for air, Tia and Hagger noted the
huge grin on Zarkon's face, not to mention the bright orange lipstick stains.
"Why if it isn't Mimi Marvelous!!" He said, slipping an arm around the
female's waist. She giggled, groping him all over with her incredible long
fingernails.
"Pay attention you two!!" He said, pausing to slip a hand down her shirt.
"This is the type of woman who has star material!!"
"Oh you flatterer you!!" Mimi giggled.
"With my help, you're gonna be big!!" Zarkon said, in between kisses.
"The biggest name to hit Silicone Valley in years....!!"
"Oh Brother..." Tia muttered, looking ill. Hagger looked ready to explode
from rage, her blue skin darkening in an attempt to turn red.
"Why you'll be bigger than Heather Honneybunns!!" He grinned, gyrating
his hips against her, in his Ricky Martin imitation!
"I bet you say that to all your fans!!" Mimi purred, sliding her hands
into his pants.
"Just the ladies who know a good thing when they see it!" Zarkon grinned.
"Come! Let us discuss terms of your *raise*" He began leading Mimi away from
his *companions* "Ladies, I'll be in my office...."
"What about us?!" Hagger demanded in outrage.
"Baby, darling...take ten...go out on the town...get a facial..live it
up..." Zarkon grinned, dismissing her with a wave. "Go wild! Just remember my
card has a limit...." He turned to eye Tia appreciatively..."You however can
join us!!"
"Oh dear!!" Tia muttered to herself.
"Oh no she won't!!" Hagger snapped. "I didn't create her for you to get
your jollies off of! She's coming with me!!" Tia was extremely relieved when
the witch snatched her arm, and began bodily dragging her down the street.
"Ah well, her loss." Zarcon shrugged, turning his attention back to Mimi.
"Don't worry baby, I'm all the woman you'll ever need!!" Mimi said,
blowing into his ear.
Hagger continued grumbling to herself, knocking over innocent bystanders
as she marched towards Rodeo Drive, an imitation of the one on Planet Earth.
She planned to stick it to him ,where it would hurt the most, in Zarkon's
wallet!! Why she might even let Tia purchase a few items!!
Meanwhile, Tia considered telling Hagger one very important detail about
Mimi Marvelous. If only to keep her arm from being wrenched off! Though she
couldn't bear to give up this photo optic opportunity of when Hagger learned
Mimi Marvelous had an Adam's Apple....Tia wondered if Zarkon would even care
that his tall supermodel was playing the crying game with him......
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Tag!! Someone else is it now!!
Michelle
Mistress of Exclamation Points and Princess of Pleasure!!!

Soap Opera Madness - whatever it is - continued!

You want it - you got it! More SOAP OPERA MADNESS!! I tried to cover everything but obviously I didn't! It's a longie! (BTW, Kat, I put up your story on Denubian Drive-In.)

Heather Honeybuns was the highest paid bimbo in soap opera history and well she deserved it. She always spoke in a breathless Marilyn Monroe voice and all the males (and some females thusly inclined) drooled after her shapely bod. Of course Heather WAS picky. She only slept around with the best and used them for what they could give her.
Heather had slept her way to the top - ie: slept with the boss - oh not the producer, but the BIG boss - the one who OWNED Crown Productions himself. He wasn't bad although Heather wasn't crazy about slimy skin and bad breath. Still he wasn't bad in the sack and he WAS the boss. Last time he came around, she got a raise and a brand new Mercedes-Jaguar space roadster - special edition no less. She had heard some scuttlebutt that he was a king or something, but as with most things that didn't apply to her, they flew out of Heather's head.
Now the only thing that irked Heather in her perfect life was that she couldn't bed Rupert Stiffthighs! They were the soap's perfect couple but it didn't matter how hard Heather had tried, she couldn't get Rupert into her bed. She was just about ready to call the Springer bodyguards (they were in the next soundstage) and have then tie him to her bed!

But all thoughts of that flew out of her head immediately when she saw something wonderful..something perfectly angelic..something perfectly HUNKY that made Rupert look like nothing!
She was on the set and they had finished for the day. Heather was looking in the mirror, making sure she looked perfect - she did. Satisfied, she went and headed for Rupert's dressing room, meaning to get to him before those contest winner groupies came. It was then she saw the oddest sight - two men climbing out of a trunk. Maybe they were kinky - oh and gay. Heather shrugged - UNTIL she REALLY looked at them. They were gorgous! Oh but the one with the white hair.. He was tall, massive, a light blue in color. His mane of white hair went down his back and Heather couldn't get enough of those muscles - especially the one that was between his legs. His pants were tight enough for her to see that he was well equipped.
Oh! She just HAD to have him!

His next words thrilled her.

"It was worth it to be in that trunk to see Heather Honeybuns!" Lotor exclaimed as he stretched. The other man stretched as well, revealing his muscles. Oh, she had to have him too! Maybe a threesome! Heather giggled at the thought. She loved being a naughty girl. It was one of the reasons the big boss always gave her such a big salary.

Suddenly a scrawy bespectacled gofer came up to her and said, "Miss Heather, the Boss says he wants to see you."

Heather glared at the poor gofer and said, "I'm BUSY! Now GO away!"

The gofer said, "But - but it's the BIG boss.."

"SO? Let him at the other girls. This is real important.." she licked her lips as she watched Lotor.

"But - but.."

"Go before I twist you face off!" Heather snarled.

The gofer scuttled off. He was gonna go hide somewhere. The big boss wouldn't LIKE this!

Meanwhile, Heather came out of hiding and struck a pose, leaning against the doorway.

"Hi..looking for me?" she said sweetly, her eyes locking with Lotor's and with Remy's.

Lotor and Remy froze, their eyes on Heather's considerable assets, which were threatening to spill out of her dress. Lotor smiled, his eyes filling with instant lust. She was gorgous! Heather walked towards Lotor seductively and looped her arm in his.

"Wanna go for a tour, handsome? I can show you EVERYTHING.." Heather cooed, ignoring the other men who were all but drooling.

"That you will.." Lotor smirked, confident in his charms. They walked off, leaving Remy rather put out.

~What AM I? Chopped liver?~ Remy pouted, his vanity shot.

Heather called out, "Aren't you coming too?"

Remy didn't need to be asked twice. He grinned and said, "Don't worry, I will!"

Heather giggled. She loved dirty minded men!

The three set off, Remy and Lotor little realizing that they were with a liposuctioned, silcone toting female - whose warranty on her body parts was just about to expire!!

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They got in without a hitch and no one had questioned them. Tamy was pretty smug in her Heather Honeybuns illusion. Once they were in a safe area she let the others out of her trunks and they all tumbled out in a heap.

"I'm NEVER doing that again!" Rosemary grumbled as she picked herself up.

"Hey, you're here, aren't you?" Tamy tottered on her six inch heels, trying to compensate for her top heaviness.

"Point me to Rupert!" Jenn grinned seductively, just thinking about it.

"Wait, you all need disguises!" Tamy said.

"Don't worry. We'll find some - here!" Jenn started throwing clothes from a nearby costume rack.

"NUNS?" Rosemary held hers up.

Tamy giggled.

"Don't DO that! You sound just like her!"

"Sorry.."

The Scribes quickly put on their nun outfits and headed out into the set area, looking for Rupert's dressing room. They were pretty sure that by this time the rest of the ticket-toting Scribes would be there too so they hoped to beat them to Rupert's dressing room.

"Wait for me!" Tamy clicked behind them in her too-high heels. "Damn things! How can she - Eeeeeep!"

A brawny arm from out of nowhere grabbed her by the waist and yanked her into an office.

"THERE you are! You KNOW I hate waiting!" A too-familar voice said. "Big papoo misses his little honeybuns! Now give us a kiss!"

"Heather" swallowed hard. It couldn't be! She turned around. It was! It was none other than Zarkon himself!

The harem tale that no one can remember what chapter we're up to, continues!!


"Hellllllllooooooooo baaaaaaabbbbbbbbbiiiee!!!" Zarkon drawled out in a heavily
accented voice....well, it had to be Zarkon....no one else's body odor was this bad!! Except, he was dressed up in his most outrageous get up yet, worse than his Austin Powers suit! Tamy had to shield her eyes (Among other things!) from the assault of his loud, mismatched, badly colored suit, gold chains and all, slick, greased back cowlick, black with yellow highlights (Obviously a toupee...and the worst one she had ever seen in her whole life!). Tight, vinyl white pants, with green snakeskin boots and matching vest, over a tie-dyed yellow, orange, and blue T-shirt, and dark raybands only made him look even more grotesque than usual. And when he smiled...several phony gold teeth completed the look.
"Um.....hello..." Tamy muttered nervously. What had her disguise gotten her into now?!
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On the other side of the lot Samara had separated from Dom and Michelle, who were eagerly touring the site of the newest Xena:Warrior Princess TV incarnation. The great, great, great, great, great, GREAT grandson of Kevin Smith, and identical lookalike, right down to the hairy chest was no doubt finding himself the recipient of the two eager scribes adoring flirtations!
Not very interested in this new *rip offs* of old beloved shows, like Who wants to be a Trillionare, or Jason's Creek, Samara had slipped off into a more abandoned section of the building. It was here, where the originals had been created. Back when people actually put some thought into creating works of arts, rather than just copy catting whatever worked. But that was before the studio had been sold...Before it all became a silicone fest.....and ratings system had been almost entirely abolished.
"So many great movies were made here before the new ownership." Samara murmured as she fingered framed photos of stardom's greatest performers. She smiled briefly as she remembered the old pictures from the school film archives.
Those were the days before all of this fake good looks became so popular. The greatest Drule epic of the ancient wars was made here. The actresses were naturally beautiful in those days. very curved and soft. Not like some of these second hand plastic toy models they have now. Valahara was rumored to have wore size 18. A real woman. Like the type that Lotor's grandfather had loved.
From somewhere deeper in the studio, she heard the sound of something clattering to the ground. She glanced up nervously, then allowed herself a brief smile, as she remembered this was not Doom. "This is one place Zarkon WON'T be lurking around every corner." She chuckled to herself. "No wonder all the ladies were eager to come here. For once we can travel freely without fear of molestation from that pervert!! Tis a fine day to be a Scribe!!"
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"Of all the places, in all the galaxies...." Tamy muttered nervously, as she slowly edged away from his royal horniness, back pressed against the wall.
"What are you doing all the way over there?!" Zarkon asked with a perplexed look on his face. "It's much cozier over here darling...." He patted the soft leather cushion, next to him on the sofa.
"Oh uh...." Tamy giggled nervously.
"Heather...it's time you and I discussed another raise..." Zarkon said.
Tamy let out a brief sigh of relief. "OH!! My raise! Suuuuure!!"
"No, sweetie..." Zarkon leered, reaching for his belt buckle. "Mr. Happy's RAISE!!!!"
"EEK!!" Tamy yelped in revulsion.
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In a deeply heated but friendly discussion, two well built, Drule men merged from the side entrance of the old studio.
"Kugi, for whatever reason did the big boss want with you here?" the Drule with the wavy raven hair inquired of his more reptilian looking companion.
He nervously stroked his head's bony ridge, as he shrugged, eyes filled with disgust. "Who knows what that blown up skillet head wants this time!!" He snorted. When have we ever actually seen him in the flesh?!"
"True...." The other nodded, his dark hair falling into his eyes. "It seems you have to be female to even hear this guy's voice....how such a lazy creep ever got to his position I'll never know!!"
"Well he certainly didn't sleep his way to the top!!" Kugi shuddered at the thought. "But, really Monkunda,you are the biggest Drule director in the galaxy, you shouldn't concern yourself with why "Mr. Big called me here"."
Monkunda let out a soft growl of protest. "Ordinarily, I'd agree with you. But with this A-hole's tastes, it's likely to be bad news for me!! What does he want done to my latest masterpiece?!"
"I don't know what you're talking about..." Kugi said, avoiding looking into Monkunda's eyes.
"Don't play coy with me, old pal!!" Mokunda snapped. "I've know you since you were first hatched!! I can read you like a book!! And I know when you're hiding things from me!!"
A fine sheen of sweat had appeared on the reptilian's brow. "Now, now...he doesn't tell me anything..."
"No, he oders you. Who does he think he is, royalty!!" Mokunda sniffed. "You are
the CEO of Denubian Intergalactic Explorer, Kugi!!! He should be licking the soles of your feet, in hopes of your okaying some of his ideas!!"
"But we both know it's not that way...." KUgi sighed."He says jump, and we say how high!!"
"Terrible, the state film is in nowadays..." Mokunda snarled. "And all because of one man....over hormonal old goat!! He's worse than a teenager!!" He curled his fists up. "I'd like to belt him one or two!!!"
"You'd be out of a job if you did that..." Kugi sighed. "He owns all of the film industry. What he says goes!!"
"It's only my love of the film that has me staying." Mokunda replied. "Now out with it!! I can take it!! What's he done to my latest film!!"
Kugi sighed. "He's ordered all the actresses to be filmed wearing nothing but pancake syrup...."
"WHAT?!?" Mokunda screamed, and the acoustics echoed his rage all around them.
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Having decided to investigate the noises she had heard, Samara was greeted with a very pleasant surprise. Her golden eyes opened wide with shock as she eyed her two ex students. Both were very handsome. Kugi Ogie was tall well built, his dark skin was beautiful. His strong determination had paid of in the long run, promoting the boy who once lived in the lower ranks of the society, to the upper crust of fame, wealth, and power. As did Monkunda Akmia,the kid who received the unanimous class votes for most likely to succeed. And he most certainly had!! She smiled fondly, as she recalled how often she would catch him writing not his lesson but fictional short stories in class. And it most certainly paid off, for now he was one of the most successful writer/directiors of Science fiction movies in the entire galaxy!! She smiled happily, proud of their strong self-determination, that had lead them to the tops in their fields.
"I wonder what they would think of the new ma?" She smirked to herself. "Would they even believe it was me?!" As she was considering whether to reveal herself to them or not, she couldn't help overhearing their conversation.
"Mon', it's not Mr. Big, it is someone else, and he should be arriving here soon." Kugi said, his brow furrowing in concentration. "A Sinkline Lastress who ever that is." He shrugged his shoulders. "My associates say that guy is the owner of the gold mines on Darila7. I know that is some real money. I guess he wants to invest in DIE"
"DIE?!" Monkunda's eyebrows lifted in surprise. "That children's game?!"
"Game?" Kugi inquired with a slight smile.
"Yes, Game!! In fact, THE game." Monkunda replied. Did we not play this game before as kids? Remember?You taking me to that lazon filled red lake to meet your new play friend......"
"You mean our play friend Mon' and none of us knew that lake was red with lazon." Kugi interrupted.
"So, you do remember!" Monkunda exclaimed.
"How could I forget!!" Kugi retorted. "I remember Lotor saying that his father told him not to swim in that lake..."
"Weren't we shocked when we learned he was the crown prince!" Monkunda added.
"Indeed..." Kugi agreed. "He said the lake must be safe, for his friend Hazar had swum in there recently,and nothing bad had happen to him."
At that very moment, Lotor walked out of a nearby room with Heather on his arm, and Remy trailing behind a sour expression on his face. With a loud gasp, one very startled old teacher ran behind a prop, as three old best friends from junior high laughed at the shock of seeing each other once again, and here of all places.
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TAG TAMY, YOU'RE IT!!!
This part has been a Sammie and Michelle production!!
Samara is responsible for a big chunk of this chapter, especially the section dealing with her, and her two newest creations, Kugi and Mokunda. I just did some slicing and dicing to her work.