Penguins of Madagascar: Truth Ache
Penguins of Madagascar: Truth Ache
Warning: This story contains adult material, so if you are under 18 or whatever the law says in your country, don't read this. But I know that you probably won't care so if you read it anyway know that you are responsible of your own actions, not me, savvy?
And I´m not ruining any childhood here, I´m just "bolstering" it, writing down the dirty naughty thoughts we all have! We are indeed dirty bastards.
This story is based of the Penguins of Madagascar Season 2 episode 30 "Truth Ache" I dont own the characters, the creators of Madagascar do! Also this story and the ones you find on my profile are the only stories I`ve ever written in english, so please bear with me on any spelling errors since english is not my primary language. Thank you! _______________________________________________________________________________
It was a quiet afternoon in the Central Park zoo, most of the animals where either lounging in the shadow or sunbathing whilst enjoying the calm heated day. The zoo had few visitors as it was sunday and taken by many animals as a much desired lazy day. "It´s the same smoothie, just grosser!" The penguin commando Kowalski uttered in disgust as he watched the Lemur advisor Maurice go nasty on King Julien´s beverage behind the king´s back before giving it to the unsuspecting monarch. "Got you Maurice..." Skipper said with a smirk, having witnessed the whole incident from his binoculars, nodding at Kowalski to stop the tape on the videocamera. Private, the youngest and most inexperienced of the penguin commandos bit his beak in slight disapproval. "I just don´t feel right about this..." He began but was quickly shushed by his commander who with a sign of his flipper ordered the squad to gather the recording devices and get to their next target. The penguin commandos where busy with their latest top secret undertaking; Operation Sneaky Peak as Skipper called it. It involved sneakpeaking on all the other animals in the zoo, recording all their embarrassing or naughty secrets so that it could be used in the future to guarantee their support.
The operation continued throughout the day with all four penguin commandos sneaking around the in zoo silently keeping track of the other animals every move in their daily lifes, every secret, little or not was recorded on Kowalski´s videocamera and noted down in the notepad. "But Skipper... Aren´t the animals our friends?" Private suddenly asked as they where busy monitoring Mort, whom they where waiting for to wake up as he slept soundily in the shaded section of his habitat. "Private Private... A friend is just an enemy who hasn´t attacked you yet." Skipper answered, more focused on the binoculars that on his youngest squadmate. Private tilted his head in slight confusion at the answer. "That´s not very friendly thinking..." He muttered. "I know! Why are they attacking us?" Skipper then suddenly burst out. "This collection of sordid secrets guarantee we will have the upper flipper when they do." Kowalski filled in as he adjusted the zoom on the videocamera. Private attempted to continue the conversation but was once again hushed by his superior.
The warm cozy afternoon slowly but surely turned darker as evening approached, and the busy penguin commandos where almost done with Operation Sneaky Peak as they had only two animals left to gather information on. Protected from sight by the thick bush on the eastern end of the gorilla habitat the four commandos silently observed the two huge inhabitants, Bada and Bing who had just laid down in order to sleep for the coming night. "Wait for it..." Skipper muttered as he with determination forced down a yawn, reaching for his coffee mug only to find it empty. "Blast..." He sighed. "Aha! Another one down." Kowalski cheered silently as he watched Bada pull forth a pink stuffed bunny he had hidden under a rock before cuddling with it, ending with giving it a soft tenderly goodnight kiss, surely a funny sight as he was a huge muscular masculine gorilla with a tendency to go violent. "Alright, and now for our most evasive subject... Marlene. Head out men!" Skipper ordered with renewed vigor as they quickly gathered their equipment before making a bellyslide towards the otter habitat. It was true that Marlene had been most "evasive". They had spent three hours earlier in the day to spy on her, and not even the slightest thing she did could be used as evidence. She was just either lazily sunbathing on the heated rocks, cooling off in the water or playing with her bouncy beach ball, or going grumpy from Zookeeper Alice hindering a kid from throwing his half-eaten icecream into her habitat and almost discovering the hidden penguin squad.
"Bingo, looks like she´s still up." Skipper grinned at the lights inside her holt as they stealthily moved their recording equipment over the fence of the otter habitat. Rico chuckled silently in her usual derenged manner as they crept closer to the tunnel leading into Marlene´s home, and just outside the radius of light that the ceiling lamp provided the penguins set up their equipment. "So far no unusual activities, nor any unusual mammal activities." Kowalski said in a half whisper as they spied into the holt. "Blast, out of all the animals it has to be a mammal that plans to outsmart us." Skipper mumbled silently, hushing Private with a slap over his beak as he attempted to say something. So far Marlene had just stood at the edge of her holt, using a rock there as a table on which she appeared to be working on something, humming loudly for herself, which unfortunately was something she usually did so it didn´t count as a secret. "What is it? Status report!" Skipper ordered as Marlene turned around, revealing the item she had been working on. "It appears to be a... Spanish guitar with a recently repaired guitar string... Wait a minute!" Kowalski uttered as he watched the scene through the videocamera, Skipper held his breath as Private´s flipper shook nervously holding the pen, ready to scribble down any secret on the notepad. "She is pulling forth a tape-player, and now she is inserting a tape! And..." Suddenly the blast of pop music filled the holt as Marlene grabbed her guitar, immediately starting to play the tunes coming from the tape only to burst into song the second later, singing along with the voice on the band as she played the guitar furiously, jumping around in her holt like a popstar on drugs. The four penguin commandos eyed the scene with their beaks ajar as Marlene acted as a super famous popstar in front of her thundering fans. The scene went on for a while, Kowalski grinning as the videocamera hungrily engulfed every second of the embarrassing scene.
The play suddenly stopped as the recently repaired guitar string snapped, slapping Marlene over the nose bringing both her singing and music to an end. "Embarrassing Marlene, quite embarrassing..." Skipper grinned silently as they watched the otter sigh and put away the damaged guitar. "I still don´t feel right ab..." Private began again, but yet another annoyed series of hushes made him shut his beak. "Skipper! We now have sensitive information on every animal in the zoo, I suggest we pack up and head home." Kowalski whispered, shutting off the videocamera as Rico began to gather up the remaining recording equipment. "Affirmative, we have earned a well-deserved nap!" Skipper said in approval, only to suddenly point his flipper onto the youngest commando. "Private, you will gather up all the equipment as a reminder to not keep babbling morals under my watch!" Private sighed and nodded as Kowalski gathered the recorded tapes before leaving with the other three penguins, leaving all the excessive hardware equipment for Private to carry. * The young commando let out another sigh as he began to collect all the cords and wrap them together before slinging them over his back. The recorder microphone was especially heavy for some reason as he struggled to find a good position to carry it in, but as he finally found one he realised he would need to carry the videocamera as well. With a deep sigh he put down the cords and microphone, attempting to think of a way to carry them all together. It was then he realised just how quiet everything had gotten, not a sound was to be heard which made young Private startled, making him spin around to see if anyone had seen him, but he soon realised that the darkness covered him pretty well. Marlene was nowhere to be seen though, which made him swallow hard, had she seen him? Private almost let out a revealing yell as Marlene suddenly came into view from the dead angle the wall created in her den, she was peering around suspiciously, making sure that nobody was near. Why did she do that, had she found any of their equipment? Private dared not think the thought.
After a while Marlene finally sat down on the edge of her bed, she almost seemed nervous, why? Private also noted that she held something colorful in her paw. "Well... I guess it´s just you and me now..." Marlene suddenly squeaked softly, making Private jump in fear of being caught, getting ready to leg it. But Marlene was not talking to him as she brought up the item she held in her paw towards her nose. It was a kindergarten pencil, short, small, tubby and somewhat soft, drawn red strawberries covered the pencil up to the top where a strawberry scented rubber was placed, Kowalski had one once, mint. Private tilted his head in confusion as he watched from the darkness as Marlene sniffed the strawberry scented rubber with closed eyes, seeming to enjoy the sweet smell. It was then that young Private noticed her other paw softly rubbing between her legs. The ceiling gave Private a knock to the head as he boggled at the sight, beak ajar and eyes wide open. A terrible sense of shame washed over him as he suddenly found himself sneakpeaking on his friend masturbating, and yet he couldn´t look away.
The soft moan that left Marlene´s maw caused a tickling sensation to rise in his stomach, and the young commando couldn´t help but gasp as he watched Marlene painfully slowly move the unsharpened kindergarten pencil down between her legs. So far her right leg had blocked the view, but as she moved the pencil down she spread her legs wide, forcing Private to swallow hard as he set eyes upon her puffy slit. Those neat, swollen and perfectly shaped netherlips parted gently around the pencil as Marlene slowly rubbed it between her folds, moaning softly as the scent of strawberry and her sweet musk started to fill the holt. Slowly all sense of reason in the otherwise so rational Private started to fade, and trembling flippers reached for the videocamera in the dark. Shakily he brought it to his eyes and quietly pressed the power button. A soft buzz left the device as he immediately pressed replay, the tingling in his stomach and the strain between his legs erasing any second thoughts. With the camera he zoomed in on Marlene as she still sat on the edge of her bed with spread legs and the sweet-scented pencil between her furry legs. Her thick ottertail would twitch softly every time the pencil would rub over her swollen shimmering clit. The inviting pink flesh between her legs was easily visible in contrast with her lovely brownish fur, and Private caught himself panting loudly as he watched the scene. A small but soft loving squeak left Marlene´s muzzle as she suddenly let the pencil slip inside her, it was all too much for Private to just sit and watch. Holding the videocamera with one flipper he slowly let the other one shakily travel down between his legs. It took only a few rubs to coax out his pink tip, and a gentle squeeze for the rest of his supple lenght to follow. Private was not bigger than any other penguin his size and age, but it never bothered him, what bothered him now was watching his friend, but the small distant voice of reason in the back of his head drenched out in the mist of his curiosity.
"Mhm yes Antonio... You´re a big naughty otter aint´cha?" Marlene mumbled under her soft moans as she gentle slid the pencil in and out of her lovely mound. Half a stonethrow away Private struggled not to make any noise as he slid his flipper up and down his hardened privates, which was hard work since he had to balance the heavy videocamera with his other flipper. As Marlene intensified her self-treatment, Private could feel his own preassure build up as he stared at the lovely girl through the viewer of the videocamera, panting silently as Marlene slid the colorful pencil between her folds before slipping it back inside her, a pawdigit rubbing softly over her clit as she did. The young commando tried to keep silent in the dark just outside the light radius as Marlene bit her lower lip, sliding the pencil deeper and deeper down her puffy mound. "Ah yes, right there..." She gasped, putting more preassure onto the pencil as it seemed to have hit some sort of barrier deep inside of her. Then suddenly it broke through and the pencil instantly slipped into the gasping Marlene until only the strawberry flawored rubber remained outside. Marlene squirmed in pleasure as her cervix clamped down upon the somewhat soft intruder, the kindergarten pencil being the luckiest pencil in the world according to Private as he watched the display breathlessly. Both the penguin and the otter stepped up their endeavours, Marlene letting out soft approving squeaks as the pencil slipped up and down her pink velvety tunnel, having become almost boiling hot from the steaming warmth of her clamping insides. Private gasped now in unison with Marlene as she tensed up, her paws working both the pencil and rubbing over her loveable clit as she desired release, making the young commando grunt as his own orgasm rushed up to the breaking point between his legs. Exhuasted his flipper worked in a quick pace up and down his pink privates, forcing a few moans of his own to slip through the half-open beak.
Then suddenly Marlene let out a loud moan as she came, a single squirt of her clear liquid shot out and landed on the stone floor beneath her as she panted heavily, her chest heaving up and down as her sex almost vibrated with sensitive pleasure, a small river of her hot juices dribbling down between her legs and onto her bed. In the cover of darkness Private could not deny what was happening in front of him as he felt his own orgasm bubble up. With a dampened squawk he released a few but ample ropes of his warm spunk onto the floor, almost dropping the videocamera as he forced his beak shut, trembling from the orgasm that rippled through his body. "Jolly god..." He uttered in a low groan as he leaned against the wall, trying to hide his heavy breathing. From under his half-closed eyelids he saw Marlene get up on wobbly legs to wash the pencil off quickly before hiding it in the dead angle of the holt he couldn´t see. Still drowsy from the strong orgasm he forced himself up to start gathering up the equipment as he saw how Marlene quickly cleaned away the evidence.
"Gee, I should leg it too..." Private thought as his sense and mind returned to him. In haste he clumsily gathered the recording equipment before he with a knot of shame in his stomach quickly escaped from the otter habitat. Well on the platform in the penguin habitat young Private removed the tape from the videocamera and hid it under his flipper as he descended down into the commando headquarters where he found the rest of his squadmates fast asleep. His heart pounded as he hid the videotape behind a small hatch in the wall inside his sleeping bunk. His beak quivered in nervousity as he tried to sleep, but he was shaking with guilt from what he had just done. Private sighed and turned around in hus bunk numerous times as no position felt comfortable, but eventually the young commando fell asleep, snoring uncomfortably in his worried sleep.