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bakerstreet2017-02-27 02:20 pm
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I'VE ALWAYS LOVED YOU, BONNIE. I'VE ALWAYS LOVED YOU.
![]() PARTNERS IN CRIME MEME You're madly, hopelessly in love. You also just happen to be a crime duo. Whether you're bank robbers, pulling off jewelry heists, going on spree murders, committing arson, stealing candy from babies, or whatever else, you do it together. The Bonnie to your Clyde, the Thelma to your Louise. If you go down, you're going down in a blaze of glory that will always be remembered. Maybe you're on the run. Maybe you're the authorities chasing after the pair of criminals. Can you catch them? Bring them in peacefully? You have to try no matter what. |
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Pamela wanted to avoid doing the splits, so she carefully had to dislodge one gooped foot after the other. Another issue is that her pheromone based physiology was getting aroused by this; her lover and friend trying to pull her free from sticky bondage. Every moment the strands pulled at her feet, it caused her green skin to get goosebumps.
"Y'know, this gunk almost feels rather good against me. Still, it can't beat the dirt and earth on a warm day surrounded by my babies...but almost." Now that she knew she could *leave* it, Pamela felt a bit more amiable about the snare she was caught in.
Even so, Pamela pulled on Harley's bat with all her might. But the red-head's movements were a bit jerky, by necessity. Not to mention, the red-head's movements were pushing the edge of the pool forward, somewhat. The sludge was very close to touching Harley's boot tips.
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Once she got close enough, Harley reached out and wrapped her arms around Pamela. She took a few steps away from the sludge, not wanting to get stuck. Her athletic body allowed her to stretch appropriately, with no effort.
"Got ya!"
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Eventually, the plant-woman was able to use the leverage Harley provided to wrench herself free...though grey goo still covered her bare feet; looking very much like weird ankle socks.
"Ungh, finally!" Pamela gasped, hanging off Harley's shoulders and body while keeping both feet in the air, bent at the knees. The bleached woman might have a problem with the extra weight, but Pamela was very aware that goo still coated her feet...and that was likely to make walking difficult.
"Still, I can't help but feel this whole night's a bust...you may have to carry me out of here, Harl." Pamela was half-joking, though fighting with every step back to the hideout wasn't something she was looking forward too.
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"Sorry that we didn't find what you were looking for, Red. But you are right... we better get out of here. And get you in the sun and water."
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"That sounds...divine, darling." Pamela purred, running her green fingers through one Harley's dyed ponytails. Then she whispered in the bleached woman's ear, "But I'm practically helpless with my feet all gunked up like this...you'll have to be a good girl and take care of me for a while~."
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"I can do that!" She was excited and eager. And made no effort to hide it.
And once Pam was okay, and her needs were met, Harley was making plans to come back here alone... and find the prize that Red had desired the most. She would make it a secret surprise.