LAMMY'S PRIVATE NIGHT WITH PARAPPA

Late one rather deceptively peaceful and unassuming night in Parappa Town, Parappa had just gotten back to his stepsister Lammy's apartment and was completely exhausted, red in the face and gasping for breath...much to Lammy's unpleasant surprise when she looked up from her dishwashing duties in the kitchen and saw him shambling through the living room like a zombie.

"Oh my god, Parappa, you poor thing...tell me, who did you get in a fight with THIS time?" Lammy ran over to Parappa and asked him worriedly, squatting down to match his embarrassingly short body height, hugging him lovingly, cradling him in her arms like a precious little baby and giving him a sugary-sweet kiss on the cheek, causing him to blush immensely.

"No no, that's not what happened!" Parappa humiliatedly corrected her, waving his hands nervously at her. "What happened was that Chop Chop Master Onion told me to run all the way back home on foot after tonight's evening lesson on...well, footwork, and so now, as you can probably imagine, I'm pretty much COMPLETELY tuckered out as a result!" Parappa explained, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the sweat off of his forehead while Lammy pulled out a baby bottle of water from HER pocket and made the poor adorable little pup drink it for lack of any better, less demeaning alternatives at the moment.

"WOW...well then, since you're just BARELY legally-aged now, would you mind if I gave you...umm...s-say, like a...(blush)...foot massage or something?" Lammy asked Parappa embarrassedly and reluctantly while Guru Ant (who had been unwelcomely stowed away in one of her front pants pockets for quite some time at that point) pulled an invisibility potion from HIS pocket, drank it in one big hearty gulp, then quietly came sneaking out up Lammy's torso, across one of her lovingly Parappa-cradling arms and then finally directly into the blissfully unaware little pup's left ear while Lammy carried him over into her bedroom and laid her as gently as could be on her lovely, ever-so-cushiony queen-sized bed, where he immediately fell asleep face-down, backward and fully clothed on the bed without even bothering to answer her question.

"Damn, he really IS tuckered out, isn't he? Oh boy, looks like this is the perfect opportunity for me to get a good old whiff'n'taste of those scrumptious little rapper-dog TOOTSIES of his, ain't it?" Lammy thought mischievously to herself, grinning maliciously and rubbing her hands together like a dirty little fly while Guru Ant made his way through Parappa's inner ear and finally reached his surprisingly good-sized (wrinkly, fleshy, spongy, veiny) little brain, which he then proceeded to immediately crawl straight into and sneakily take control over Parappa's body via the central nervous supercomputer lodged into the inner frontmost portion of his frontal lobe.

"I know I really shouldn't be doing this, but god DAMN, I can literally smell those sweaty stinking feet all the way through his freaking big-ass size-twelve SHOES from several feet away; OH DEAR GOD, YUM!" Lammy whispered excitedly to herself, erotically panting and drooling at the mouth and lasciviously licking her lips at the mere thought of it as she slowly and quietly tiptoed her way over to where her adorable little stepbrother was currently lying sound asleep on the bed, with her arms outstretched in front of her in a profoundly zombie-like fashion while her fingers maliciously wiggled like those of...well...how do I say this without blatantly stating the obvious...(sigh)...a complete and utter pedophile. By the way, did I mention that the water she had served Parappa earlier was secretly laced with sleeping pills?

"Alright, so first we take off his pretty little shoes..." Lammy whispered nervously to herself, glancing rapidly back and forth to make sure that no one else (besides the complete degenerate perverts managing the security camera monitor room down in the basement of the apartment building, that is) was watching as she gently grabbed each of Parappa's shoes by the heel with both hands and slowly, carefully slipped them right off one after the other, revealing his exceptionally smooth white (and reeking, and almost-greenishly yellowed from sweat buildup) socks.

"NEXT, WE JUST...JUST...OH SWEET REEKING HEAVENS, THESE SOLES...DEAR LORD, THE TEMPTATION...I MUST RESIST...I...MUST...RESIST...ah, fuck it, no one's watching me do this anyway, so who cares?!" Lammy laughed smugly underneath her breath as she grabbed Parappa's socks by the toe ends and cleanly yanked them right off, revealing his big, juicy, sweaty, glistening, reeking, silky-smooth, five-toed, white-painted-toenailed, gorgeously wrinkled and creased, adorably playful and youthful teenage boy soles as he began involuntarily wiggling his sexy little rapper toes, being an absolutely shameless tease without even knowing it while Lammy held his stinky sweaty socks right up against her nose and inhaled so deeply that the stench particles traveled all the way up her nostrils and went straight into the numerous pleasure centers of her brain, causing her to moan arousedly and gently, briefly begin fingering herself as a result.

"OH yeah, you folks reading this shit DAMNED better believe that if nothing else, THIS shit right here is most DEFINITELY my fetish!" Guru Ant laughed smugly in his world-renownedly, flat-out ridiculously deep and sexy jazz voice as he eagerly sprang upright in his seat and used his not two but FOUR hands to operate Parappa's manual brain controls with immense ease.

"OHH...OOH, YES...WAIT, WHAT THE HELL?! OH PLEASE, I CAN EXPLAIN, I CAN EXPLAIN!" Lammy moaned and murred adorably with pleasure as she kneeled down right in front of Parappa and began intensely worshipping his ever-so-weirdly cute and sexy little feet, then suddenly doubled over backward and covered her mouth humiliatedly with both hands in absolute shock as the little pup suddenly woke right up...only not quite, as Lammy could already very clearly see that both of the poor kid's eyes were still closed rather tightly.

"Oh dear sweet Sunny Christ, it's like a dream CUM true...Lammy's here to FINALLY let me have sex with her, once and for all..." Parappa gasped and began rapidly panting in highly aroused surprise, drooling at the mouth, eagerly tossing the remaining shirt-and-shorts portion of the non-hat-related portion of his clothes right off and stripping himself completely buck-naked from head to wiggly little toes while Lammy also somewhat reluctantly stripped herself naked as well.

"Leave it to Lammy..." Lammy erotically whispered to Parappa as he playfully teased Lammy with his soft, sweaty, wrinkly soles, curling his toes and scrunching them with glee as his own big stepsister began sluttily licking them up and down from the heels to the toes and everything in between, causing Parappa to loudly sigh and moan with sensual relief.

"Yeah, suck 'em like you suck Katy's teats! Now THAT right there is EXACTLY what I'm talking about if you ask me!" Parappa chuckled dominantly as Lammy reluctantly, embarrassedly lived up to her nickname and wholesomely jammed Parappa's sexy little tootsies into her mouth one after the other, sucking and sucking and sucking on his long, bony toes with a sort of orgasmic intensity that was usually rarely seen outside of her world-renowned five-dollar blowjobs.

"OOH...so this is what it feels like when two of the most beloved and successful musicians in the world collide in such an erotic manner as this..." Lammy moaned excitedly with pleasure as she tightly squeezed Parappa's adorably soft and squishy (yet massive) little feet with her bright-red-painted-fingernailed hands, kneaded her thumbs deeply into his marble-smooth soles and arches and forcefully brushed her fingers over the bony, veiny tops of his big bare feet, smearing her ooey-gooey, brightly glistening saliva all over them and thus giving them a beautiful spit-shine in the process while Parappa then proceeded to grab her head by the horns (well, after he was finally done giggling and fidgeting about from how much Lammy's luxuriously pampering treatment of his cute little tootsies tickled, that is) and flip its top right open, revealing her lovely, lovely little brain in all of its spongy, convulsing, pulsating glory.

"The inner machinations of my mind seem to be going through some rather...mmm, how do I put it...INTERESTING neural fluctuations right now..." Lammy moaned and sighed with relieved delight, summoning her iPhone right out of thin air and excitedly browsing through her recent Twitter feed in order to artificially stimulate the incredibly intricate and underestimatedly complex inner workings of her brain while Parappa was busy lovingly massaging and squeezing it with his ever-so-wonderfully dextrous hands, rubbing his pungently dirty, nasty and sweaty feet all over it, and passionately licking it all over with his slimy, dripping, sopping-wet tongue.

"Man, talk about me giving you a freaking HEADACHE!" Parappa laughed and snorted merrily like the disgusting misogynistic pig that Tumblr would most likely later end up falsely accusing him of being as he began thrusting his already-rapidly-hardening erection directly into Lammy's cerebral cortex, feeling the orgasmically delicate sensation of her wrinkly nervous tissue squishing and sliding disgustingly against his rock-hard, violently throbbing shaft, until finally...

"DO YOU BELIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE IN LIFE AFTER LOVE?!" Parappa shrieked in unbelievable orgasmic pain as the massive sperm-stream that he had just violently ejaculated from his penis at full throttle ended up conducting the electricity from Lammy's brain in addition to the massive amount of static that was already being conducted through his fur, causing all of his hairs to stand up straight on end and frying him into a neatly, cartoonishly charred living crisp...and also seeping its way deep into a certain strictly forbidden sub-network of neural pathways that controlled her sex drive, causing it to officially go COMPLETELY out of control!

"Oh sweet JAYEEZUS, this is going to be so much fun..." Guru Ant moaned excitedly to himself, setting Parappa's brain to autopilot, kicking back lazily in his chair, crossing his legs smugly and grabbing his firmly erect dick tightly with not one but BOTH of his right hands while Parappa The Rapper and Um Jammer Lammy made only the absolute sugary-sweetest of sweet, sweet love to each other.

"Hey, Parappa, remember that time when you told me that size wasn't everything?" Lammy asked her little stepbrother curiously, cocking an eyebrow inquisitively at him as she spoke.

"Um...yes?" Parappa replied nervously, already beginning to tremble in fear a little.

"Also, do you remember that ONE time in particular when you went inside my freaking BRAIN and took control over my body to fucking GANG-RAPE me nearly to DEATH, you freaking DICKWAD?!" Lammy raised her voice furiously at him, tackling him face-up on the bed and threatening to punch him brutally in the face if he didn't finally look up to meet her GAZE for once rather than her big dangling boobs.

"UM...Y-Y-YES?!" Parappa stammered in terror, his entire body quaking in cowardly bed-pissing fear...yes, believe it or not, he actually LITERALLY wet the bed, making Lammy even more unsettlingly furious as a result.

"Alright, THAT'S it, DOG-piss-for-brains, you've officially pushed me to the absolute LIMIT...of my stinking BDSM fetish, that is!" Lammy laughed uproariously as she swiftly grabbed Parappa right by the big drooping ears and forcefully yanked him face-first into her dainty, sexy little soles.

"Oh god, Lammy, why must you ALWAYS do this to me? What did I ever do to YOU?!" Parappa whimpered and sobbed pathetically as he submissively groveled beneath Lammy and licked her feet until every last square inch of them was sparkling-clean enough to almost literally show his reflection.

"Oh, I dunno, YOU tell ME! Preferably after you're done sucking my lovely little TOES like you fucking suck Matt's goddamned DICK every OTHER night, you little shithead!" Lammy roared lividly at Parappa as she summoned a bondage whip right out of thin air and began angrily flogging him with it as he continued worshipping her feet, sucking her gorgeous rosy-red-painted toes like rainbow-colored lollipops and crying bittersweet tears of both pleasure and immense pain all the while.

"I...I really do STILL deserve this for what I did to you all of those long and hard months ago after all, don't I..." Parappa sighed depressedly as Lammy forcefully pressed her reeking, filthy feet and squirming toes deeply into his helplessly, hopelessly, adorably writhing and squirming little lop-eared puppy face, creating an even more noticable PHYSICAL depression in the mattress.

MEANWHILE, DEEP INSIDE PARAPPA'S HEAD...

"Mmm, what an astonishingly well-put-together thinking muscle he's got here!" Guru Ant moaned and blushed with delight as he finally finished crawling around all over the exterior of Parappa's brain, positioned himself directly above his limbic system, took a page or two from the poor pup's very recently rewritten book and began forcefully...ahem...PLUGGING himself into his brain while Lammy was busy erotically trampling Parappa with her incredibly beautiful feet.

"OH...OHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHH, SWEET STEVIE WONDER ON A UNICYCLE, THAT FELT SO GODDAMNED MINDFUCKINGLY AMAZING..." Guru Ant moaned orgasmically, drooling intensely at the mouth as he fiercely ejaculated his hypnotically powerful ant pheromones directly into the sexual-desire-regulation areas of Parappa's brain, then crawled back inside, swung and leapt for joy on the vast network of neural transmission cords contained within its interior, and finally kicked back back in his seat and crossed his legs at Parappa's manual control center yet again, still looking every bit as handsomely smug and mischievous as ever as Parappa's innermost desire to fuck Lammy suddenly went COMPLETELY off the rails on a crazy train!

"Mmm...you know what? GET OUT YOUR DILDO, CAUSE I'M JUST ABOUT READY TO FUCK YOU LIKE A RENTED MULE, GIRL!" Parappa laughed maniacally as he pushed Lammy's domineering foot off of his face with all of his might, reached underneath the bed and pulled out Lammy's dearly treasured guitar-shaped dildo (that she had won about two years ago as a reward for making over a hundred thousand dollars' worth of moolah within about the first month or so of her prostitution career) and forcefully strapped it right onto her crotch, causing her to flatteredly blush from cheek to cheek all the more due to her current uber-tsundere mental state as Parappa got down on his hands and knees and teasingly wagged and wiggled his tail and butt cheeks at her, spanking himself just to shamelessly tease her even more.

"So, Lammy...whaddaya THINK? Would you like to do me DOGGY-style? Maybe even play FIREFIGHTER with my phallic HOSE? What'll it be, you adorable little SLUT?" Parappa asked Lammy seductively, panting and drooling intensely with delight while his big stepsister did the same.

"Jesus Christ, brother, look who's freaking TALKING! Can anyone say HYPOCRITE?" Lammy chuckled snidely as she scooped Parappa up into her loving arms and began playfully ramming her dildo right into his lovely, blisteringly tight little asshole, causing him to uncharacteristically growl and roar with arousal.

"Say...speaking of hippos, did anyone ever tell you how WONDERFULLY big and beautiful of an ass you just so happen to have? AHH, just like your equally sexy and adorable feet!" Lammy continued laughing, moaning and bleating orgasmically as she filled Parappa's butt with her love.

"Wow, Lammy, I didn't realize you were THIS madly in love with me! Jesus, what the hell's gotten INTO you?" Parappa gasped and blushed embarrassedly in shock as Lammy began licking his ass cheeks, then inserted her tongue deeply into his butthole and began fervently passing her wet, sloppy tongue over the INSIDE of it, admiring the sheer amount of cum that she had just violently squirted into it while Parappa continued moaning with orgasmic pleasure.

"Again, how should I know, big boy? You tell ME what the hell's gotten into YOU, ya cheeky little bastard!" Lammy laughed as she herself got down on her hands and knees and invitingly welcomed Parappa to come over and slide his ACTUAL penis down HER asshole as well.

"Looks like I really HAVE planted one hell of a seed in this poor kid's mind after all..." Guru Ant sighed, blushing regretfully as Parappa began intensely, passionately buttfucking Lammy to kingdom cum.

"Yeah, THAT'S right! Your semen is in my MINNNDDD!" Lammy yelled valiantly as the fleshy, meaty shaft of Parappa's gloriously long and stiffened dog penis began viciously, savagely grinding and sliding against her deliciously soft, tender and oh-so-squishy rectal tissue.

"LEAVE IT TO...PARAPPAAA!" Parappa screamed orgasmically at the tops of his lungs as he squirted almost half a cup of tasty, tasty dog sperm into Lammy's anus, then reluctantly, shamefully retracted his still-dripping erection from said anus, lowered his face down into it and began lovingly, erotically licking his own sperm right out of it with his moist, slobbery tongue.

"Drink it in, pal, cause this is a MORAL DEGENERACY taste right here if I EVER tasted one!" Lammy laughed merrily, looking eagerly behind herself and patting Parappa lovingly on the head with her feet as he sassily spanked her brightly blushing, rosy-red ass with delight.

"Oh my DEAR, what are you doing NOW, you adorable little SCAMP?" Lammy gasped and blushed intensely with surprise as Parappa flopped down onto his belly, crawled right up in-between her temptingly outstretched legs and began frantically, senselessly jamming his penis straight into her tight, soggy, surprisingly flexible lamb pussy as if it were Sunny Funny's mouth.

"Lammy, I love you so much that I honestly don't even know what to say...well, that is, besides LET'S MAKE BABIES TOGETHER AND LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER!" Parappa laughed maniacally, closing his eyes and briefly ascending into an almost-supernatural Zen state as he imagined his current...rather morally questionable (to say the least) sexual adultery escapade with Lammy was, in fact, literally the so-called Big Bang that procreated the universe.

"BAA-HA-HA-HA-HA! Goddamnit, Parappa, you literally just brought out the filthy ANIMAL in me!" Lammy scolded Parappa angrily, blushing embarrassedly as she continued moaning, murring and bleating with arousal while Parappa continued pounding her pussy all the way into his uterus with his meaty, veiny, audibly throbbing member, until finally...finally...FINALLY...

"OHHHHHHHH MY GODDDDDDD!" Parappa and Lammy both simultaneously, collectively screamed at the tops of their lungs with pleasure as the former cummed so hard and so plentifully into the latter's birth canal that it actually began oozing and dripping right out onto his cock.