Saturday, May 11, 2013

Jackson in HRPG-World: 4-9 Bubble Bother

We’re off into a strange combination of fetishes for Bab’s finishing move.  If it’s not your cup of tea I hope you at least get a few belly laughs at Jackson’s expense...

Jackson in HRPG-World: 4-9 Bubble Bother

Bab’s eyes twinkled.  She smiled.

“There’s just one final thing I want you to do for me,” she said.

Uh oh.

“Actually, it’s something I want to do to you.”

Triple uh oh.

“Mmm, all this... activity has put me in the mood for something really filthy.”

More Uh ohs than he could count.

Bab’s green eyes gleamed with lust.  “Bubblegum anal,” she said.

“Uh, okay, I guess,” Jackson said, really hoping the words wouldn’t return to bite him in the ass.

“Perfect,” Bab said with a breezy smile.

She stood up and there was a bounce in her step as she walked over to the small table standing next to the arcade machine.

“Don’t get up,” she called back.  “I’ll be right back.”

There wasn’t much chance of Jackson disobeying that request.  The bubbles imprisoning his hands and feet might have melted away, but he still felt as though he’d just finished a strenuous bout of gym exercise.  His body wanted a good lie down even though that was all he’d done for the last half hour or so.

Bab came back from the table and stood over him.  He noticed there was a pouch dangling from her left wrist that hadn’t been there before.

“So, about that help,” Jackson asked in a hopeful tone.  He looked up at her face through the rounded peaks of her breasts.

“Shh, this part is tricky,” Bab said.

She squatted down until her knees formed right angles.  A hand went down between her legs and rubbed along the lips of her sex.  Her eyelids drooped half-closed.  Her cheeks puffed in and out.  She lifted her tail and Jackson saw something emerge.

A brown something.

Eww, not scat, Jackson thought.

It wasn’t.  Not entirely.  It started to swell like a balloon and he realised it was another bubble.  Not that it made it any less yucky, considering where it had come from.

This had better be worth it, Jackson thought as the bubble expanded and enveloped his cock and balls.  Like before it felt soft, moist and stretchy, but there was also a noisome feeling to it, like the pleasure couldn’t quite override the disgust.

Not that his cock cared.  It swelled up and let the wet membrane engulf it.

Bab sat down as if the bubble was a space hopper.  The edges looked a little softer and gloopier for this bubble.  The colour, drab brown, also wasn’t in keeping with the vivid dayglo hues of the previous bubbles.

The other bubbles had smelt of sweet candy, Jackson thought.  Maybe this one was supposed to be chocolate.

It did not smell like chocolate.

Bab sat and wriggled her ass.  Jackson thought she was about to get her pneumatic on.  He was disappointed she hadn’t blown up another bed beneath him.  The floor was kind of hard.  Bab gave a couple of experimental bounces, but it was more like she manoeuvring to find a more comfortable position.

She leaned back, grabbed Jackson’s knees and lifted them up.  Her cheeks puffed in and out.  Jackson felt his hips and upper thighs lift up off the ground as the bubble inflated.  The soft membrane rolled down his thighs as Bab blew it bigger.

She switched position, this time leaning forward until her upper body was folded over his.  She grabbed his upper arms and leaned back, pulling his torso and head up off the ground with her.  He felt the advancing bubble membrane creep across his belly.  Beneath him it continued to swell—forming a cushion for first his buttocks and then expanding up under his lower back.  The elastic surface felt soft... squishy.  Just like a... no, best he didn’t pursue that line of thought.

“This is kind of gross,” Jackson said.

“It’s disgusting, I know,” Bab said, her green eyes shining.  “Getting this filthy really turns me on.”

Her cheeks puffed in and out.  The bubble continued to expand.  It rolled down past his knees in one direction and swelled up over his nipples in the other.  The bubble was getting as big as the one she’d trapped him in earlier, but this time the membrane was thicker.  Instead of Jackson slipping inside, the bubble swelled and deformed around him.  Bab gave a little grunt of exertion and the bubble grew until it engulfed everything of Jackson apart from his head.  Gentle pressure surrounded him and squeezed down on every part of his body.  Apart from a slightly icky squishiness it didn’t feel that bad.  Quite comfortable, actually.

“Whew, this is a hard finishing move to pull off,” Bab said as she paused to regain her breath.

“Uh?  Finishing move?” Jackson said, his eyes widening in alarm.

Bab bounced lightly on the brown bubble she’d cocooned Jackson in.  He felt waves of gentle force flow around his body.

“Yep.  Special moves are used during the fight.  Finishing moves are used afterwards for extra bonuses.  Just simple game terminology.  Nothing to worry about.”

Jackson was plenty worrying.  The bubble wrapped around him seemed to be getting tighter and tighter.  He couldn’t move his arms and legs.  It was like being slowly squeezed in an inflatable vice.

“Tight,” he squeaked.

“It’s meant to be tight,” Bab said, “just like anal sex.”

She playfully bounced on the bubble.  Waves of purple light washed across the translucent brown surface.  Jackson felt waves of warmth wash through his body and coagulate in his balls.

“And feel good,” she said, her voice low and husky, “just like anal sex.”

The bubble membrane squeezed up against and tugged on his erection with squishy suction.  That did feel good.  Really good.

“Uh yes.  Just lie back and let me give you a good squeeze,” Bab said with a husky sigh.

Her muscular thighs squeezed against the sides of the bubble.  The purple waves flowed with greater frequency.  Jackson felt a little screwy inside.  Loose.  Like everything that was him was tumbling down to concentrate at his crotch.  The last time he’d felt like this was when that succubus had used her tail to...  Oh fuck.

“Oh yes, I’m going to squeeze the good stuff out,” Bab said.  Her eyes were closed and her cheeks flushed red.

Oh you stupid fucking moron, Jackson thought.  She’d got him—tricked him and got him—and he’d let her do it, let her wrap him up in this bubble where he was trapped and helpless.  She was gathering his energies in his balls.  Getting him ready for her to fuck-suck out his soul.  The other succubus had tried to do that with her tail, had been about to fuck-suck him inside out, but the battle had ended first.  There was nothing to stop Bab, though.  She going to fuck-suck out his soul.

For real.

Jackson squirmed and writhed helplessly.  The sensations from his cock were crowding out everything else, as if the substance of his being was being torn down and added to an erection that was mushrooming up into a colossal tower.  Bab manipulated the bubble and the soft membrane squeezed him, caressed him, stroked him... urged him on with insistent suction.  She gave breathy sighs and grunts.  She pushed her heavy breasts out and they swayed with the motions of her body.  She cupped them and fondled the nipples.  Jackson was about to bubble over.  Bab rose up...

...and paused.

“Oh, that help,” she said.  “You need to find the Living Stone.  That’s the key to escaping the game universe.  Find that and you’ll find your way home.”

She sat down.  The bubble puffed out sideways.  Jackson felt the soft membrane squeezing all around his body.

He erupted.

It felt very much like coming himself inside out.

He twitched spasmodically inside the bubble as semen spurted from his throbbing cock.  A crazy racket of electronic bleeps blared out from the arcade machine.  Jackson’s hips bucked.  Pleasure whip-cracked through his body as his cock gushed...

...and gushed...

...and gushed...

...until Bab finally relaxed with a contented sigh.  The squeezing eased up and was replaced with a gentle rocking motion.  That odd empty feeling settled into Jackson.  All the colour seemed to have leached out of the world.  His ears felt clogged up with gum, with barely any sounds slipping through.  He couldn’t even smell the bubble anymore.

He was quite glad of that.

Bab opened the pouch dangling from her wrist.  She pulled out two silvery discs and pushed them between Jackson’s lips.  They tasted cold and metallic.  Coins?

Despite tasting and feeling like coins, the disks settled on his tongue and vanished.  As if they’d dissolved like a pill.  And like a pill, Jackson started to feel better.  The colour came back to the world and sounds returned to normal volume.

“I held a couple of credits back,” Bab said with a bright smile.  “You’re not an avatar.  Killing you would be permanent and I don’t want that.”

She leant over and kissed him on the forehead.

“Maybe we’ll meet up in one of the other games.”

She swished her tail round and whacked the bubble.  It didn’t burst, instead launching into the air like a beach ball with Jackson still stuck inside.  Bab blew him a kiss as he flew across the room.

“The Living Stone, don’t forget,” she called after him as Jackson sailed out of an open window.

* * * *

A forlorn-looking figure covered in evil-smelling gunk shambled into the village trailing puddles of brown gloop behind it.

“How went the battle with the dragon, sir?” a village guard asked.

“Could you point me in the direction of the nearest baths, please,” Jackson said.

Jackson in HRPG-World 4: Bubble Bother – END

Jackson will return in: “Jackson in HRPG-World 5: Lightning x Labyrinth x Lesbians.”

I’m not sure when the next one will go out.  I have a good idea of which game I’m going to be parodying and where the story is going to go, but I want to concentrate on getting a good chunk of Succubus Summoning 201 written first.


  1. "“Uh, okay, I guess,” Jackson said, really hoping the words wouldn’t return to bite him in the ass."

    Hurr hurr hurr...

  2. I'm sorry to say, but the scat bubblegum stuff, made me wilt.

    1. Oops, yeah. I knew there was a danger that wouldn't hit the spot for some people. Part of the problem of trying to cycle through all the fetishes.

  3. ME regarding that RePure Aria game, the one with the genderswapping protagonist, are the sex scenes in the male form a form of attack from the enemies or are they some sort of losing scene after the enemy has taken all the health of the male form?

    1. Form of attack. The protagonist has a white 'cum' bar. Sex attacks deplete first that (and often take out the attacking MG as well), then the red bars representing his life. Once all the red bars it's game over in a puff of feathers.

      There are a few full-screen H-scenes involving the princess that happen at various points in the game. The artwork is the same style as the sprites and doesn't work as well for the larger pictures.

      Hmm, need to actually play through that game at some point. So many other things to do...

    2. In addition, regarding the sex attacks on the male, if there is more than 1 enemy, like say 2 slimegirls, encountering the male do both have sex with him like in a threesome or is it they each take turns on him?

    3. In turn. I imagine programming the collision detection to check for two capturing at the same time would be considerably harder to implement. Something to think about for anyone making games like this in the future as it would certainly surprise the player! :)

  4. Do the H-scenes involve the princess and boy getting it on?

    1. Don't know on that one. I never completed the game. I was hoping one of the translators would pick it up.

    2. For Aria there are no threesome pixel animation. The only exception programmed in is when a swimsuit girl walks up to the male form while laying down after a previous encounter.

      Yes one storyline H scene with the princess and boy, it's a after you lose all your female forms.

      Best place to find answers is here:

    3. If I did sign up on that forum, would I be able to access the pictures in that post? I've noticed before that even when I've signed on to a forum, that sometimes things like that are still blocked from access so I wonder if that will be the case here?

  5. Did you ever do #5 or is it still sitting on the backburner?