Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of Scooby-Doo. Hell, I don’t even own the monster that shows up in this. *shrug* What are ya gonna do? Anyway, this story is mature rated and shouldn’t be read by anyone who is 18 or younger. Meh…I’ve got nothing funny to say here… Oh yeah! This story takes place when the gang is slightly more grown up…say 18 to 20 years old. Except for Scooby-Doo…if he was 20 he’d be all dead and stuff…

Daphne’s Sticky Situation

By The Playing Mantis

“Zoinks!” said Shaggy for what felt like the hundredth time that night. “I don’t think that chasing this thing is such a good idea. Can’t we just go back to the hotel and stay at the buffet?”

“Reah! Reah!” agreed Scooby-Doo emphatically.

Daphne sighed and rolled her eyes. “Come on, you two!” she said, completely frustrated. “We’ve been solving these mysteries since we were little kids! When have we ever seen real monsters?”

Shaggy chuckled nervously before saying, “Well, there was that Zombie Island where we were attacked by zombies and those two voodoo ladies…”

“Reah!” said Scooby-Doo, “Rhat arout rat ritch?”

“And then there was when Scrappy turned into a monster,” said Shaggy. “And that ray that turned all of those costumes into real monsters!” (Yes, I’m even referencing those two movies…I’m not proud of it…)

“Rirteen Rhosts…” piped in Scooby-Doo.

“And Scooby and I were teachers for a school for young monsters too!” said Shaggy, shuddering at the memory.

For once in her life Daphne was speechless. “Knock it off, you guys,” said Fred as he straightened his neckerchief. “You’re completely missing her point. This isn’t anything like those isolated incidents. This is just another normal mystery.”

“Jinkies!” said Velma as she looked up from her laptop. “Whoever this guy is, he’s a copycat. It’s the tar monster again.”

“Oh gross!” said Daphne. “I hope I don’t get kidnapped by this one!” The others looked at her strangely. “What?” she said defensively, “We all know that the only reason I’m here is because we need a token pretty girl to be kidnapped by the monsters.” The others thought about it for a second before silently nodding.

“Regardless,” said Fred after an embarrassed silence, “We’ve got a mystery to solve and a monster to unmask. Let’s go guys.” The group that made up Mysteries Inc. left the Mystery Machine and headed into the swamp.

Shaggy let out another nervous chuckle as he said, “Are you sure this is such a good idea?”

“Okay, Captain Coward,” sighed Velma as she pushed her glasses up, “Knock it off and come on already.” Shaggy whimpered and followed timidly.

An owl hooted in the distance, causing Scooby to jump into Shaggy’s arms. “W-w-w-what was that?!” cried Shaggy.

“It was an owl!” snapped Daphne. “Oh, I’ve had enough of this! Are we going to split up already? I can’t take much more of those two.”

“A rowl?” asked Scooby as he jumped out of Shaggy’s arms. Then he giggled happily. “Ri rew rat!” He got up on his hind legs and started pretending to box with an imaginary owl.

Fred looked at Scooby’s act for a few seconds before vigorously nodding his head and saying, “Daphne’s right. If we want to get anything accomplished we should split up and look around. I’ll go with Daphne. Velma, you Shaggy and Scooby try that way. We’ll meet up here again if we find anything.”

Velma rolled her eyes at Fred’s usual way of splitting up the team but nodded. “Okay, come on, you two.”

Daphne and Fred watched as the other three took off, Shaggy and Scooby whimpering the whole time, before heading further into the swamp. “Watch your step,” said Fred. “This place is supposed to be full of tar pits.”

“Gross,” said Daphne. “Why couldn’t this guy show up in a nice, clean place like all the others used to?”

“Like all of those abandoned amusements parks and museums?” asked Fred sarcastically.

Daphne scowled at Fred’s comment. “You know, you’ve been getting a really bad attitude lately,” she said.

Fred scowled back at her. “You really think so?” he asked. “Well, do you think it might have something to do with what happened last night?”

“If you didn’t want to get stuck with me, then why did you split us up like this?” demanded Daphne.

“Because I don’t want the others to know that anything is wrong,” said Fred. “Besides, this is work. We should be able to get our job done without bringing our emotional baggage with us.”

“Well, you’re not doing all that good a job of leaving your ‘emotional baggage’ behind,” snapped Daphne.

“That may be because I’ve finally realized just how annoying you really are,” said Fred hotly. “I can’t believe I was ever attracted to someone like you.”

Daphne smirked as she put her hands on her hips and said, “Well you were, and I think that Shaggy is too. I wouldn’t be surprised if Scooby wanted me too. I’ve even seen Velma looking at me and she’s not even gay.”

Fred sighed as he shook his head. “Look,” he said, “can we just get this over with?”

“Agreed,” said Daphne, wondering who won the fight. The two continued down the pathway in complete silence. Daphne looked over at Fred, but he wasn’t even looking in her direction. She hadn’t meant to get so bitchy with him before, but he had pushed her buttons. She could tell that his anger wasn’t really directed at her either. He seemed to be more upset with himself. Last night, he had popped the question to her. She had declined; stating that she wasn’t ready for marriage. He hadn’t taken it very well and had spent the rest of the night at the bar. She knew he was the right guy for her. He was strong, intelligent and dependable. And she had lost her virginity to him the year before. They had been going steady for two years now. But, something in the back of her mind stopped her from taking their relationship to the next step. She was brought out of her reverie when she bumped into Fred. “What happened?” asked Daphne.

“We’ve got a problem,” said Fred as he looked left and right. “We can’t keep going this way. We’re going to have to find a different path.”

“What’s the matter?” asked Daphne as she looked around Fred at the path. “Oh…” she said as she saw the path end. Further on was a large tar pit that was about 50 yards long and wide. “What should we do?”

“I don’t know,” said Fred. “There’s got to be some way of getting past this.” He looked at the tar pit and then back the way they had come. “I’m going to go back and check out that old house we passed by a few minutes ago. Maybe someone who lives there will be able to give us some help. Will you be okay by yourself here?”

“I’ll be fine,” said Daphne with a smile. “The only way a human will get to me here is by this path. So, as long as I watch it, I can know that someone’s coming and hide in the underbrush.” She kissed Fred on the cheek and said, “Good luck.”

Fred grinned as he said, “Yeah, well, just watch out for that Tar Monster. If it is real, it might show up right behind you.”

Daphne giggled as she said, “Yeah, right. There’s no Tar Monster. Just go already.” Fred kissed Daphne before taking off. After he was out of sight, Daphne carefully looked around, trying to find a good hiding spot, in case someone did come down the path. She found one easily, and was heading back to the path when her foot was caught by a root and she fell flat on her face. “Dammit,” she muttered as she pushed herself up, squealing in disgust as her left hand sank into the tar. “Gross!” she said as she pulled her hand, with some difficulty, from the tar. She looked at her arm in disgust. Everything above her elbow was coated in sticky black goo. She desperately shook her arm, trying to get the goop off, but it clung to her skin and clothes. “Great,” she mumbled. “How do I get this crap off me?”

It woke up as soon as it felt the arm penetrate it’s current dwelling. It rumbled slightly, causing bubbles to appear on the surface, but not enough to bring attention to them. It lazily opened it’s eyes as it’s head rose to the surface. It looked around, trying to discover the source of it’s disturbance. Maybe whatever it was would make a good meal. It saw the girl sitting by it’s dwelling. She was shaking her arm. Part of it’s essence was stuck to her arm. Humans weren’t good for eating. So, it would just scare her off and go back to sleep. It let out a low, rumbling sound that could have been a chuckle at the thought of seeing her terrified look before she ran.

Daphne suddenly felt a presence in the area. She looked back at the path, but there was nothing around. Still, the presence of something was undeniable. She had been chasing bad guys in bad costumes for so long that she and the others had managed to gain some sort of sixth sense when it came to being snuck up on, so she knew it wasn’t just a flight of fancy. She looked all around her, but still couldn’t see anything coming at her from land. But then she heard a soft slurping noise behind her, from the tar pit, and she stiffened. “No way,” she whispered as she slowly turned toward the pit. Looming over her was a large humanoid creature that oozed and dripped tar. It had one yellow eye in the center of it’s forehead and it’s huge, gaping mouth was wide open. It’s hands were raised in a menacing gesture as it started roaring at her. She screamed in terror as she tried to get up, but couldn’t. Her head shot to the root that she had tripped over before. Her foot was caught in it. She was trapped and this thing looked like it wanted to eat her. Tears came to her eyes as she pulled back as much as she could, knowing that she was going to die.

It was confused. Most people ran after seeing it. But she didn’t. She just looked at it in terror. It stopped roaring at her, dropping it’s arms. It didn’t like the fact that she was just staring at it. It looked at her more closely and saw that she was desperately tugging her one leg. It followed her leg and saw that she was stuck. It put two and two together and decided to help her out before doing the scary bit again.

“What’s it doing?” whimpered Daphne as the monster stopped roaring at her. It wasn’t even menacing her anymore. It just loomed over her, staring at her intently. She shuddered as she felt tar drip off of the creature and fall onto her dress and legs, but there was nothing she could do about it. She saw it looking at her legs and shivered at the thought of what it must be thinking. “Oh God!” she gasped, “It can’t possibly be thinking…” She thought about the idea of being raped by this thing, and was surprised by how it affected her. She was more excited than disgusted by the idea. She couldn’t believe herself. It was likely that she was going to die soon and all she could think about was sex with a monster? She shook her head vigorously before looking back up at the monster that was slowly reaching for her. “No!” she screamed, but the monster didn’t pay any attention. She squeezed her eyes shut, expecting the worst. Instead, what she felt was a large, gooey hand grabbing her ankle and pulling it from the root.

It looked at the shocked expression on the girl’s face and scowled. Was she just going to sit there and stare at it for the rest of the night? It wanted peace and quiet, and it wanted her gone. But, the girl just continued to look at it was a curious expression on her face; like she wasn’t sure of what to make of it. It growled at her, causing her to start cowering again. If that was what was necessary, then it would roar at her again, even though doing that too much made it tired.

Now she was completely confused. The monster had helped her and she started to think that it wasn’t all bad, but then it started growling at her. “What is this thing’s problem?” she wondered as she slowly started to crawl away. Apparently, she wasn’t supposed to do that, because the thing raised it’s arms and started roaring again. Daphne screamed as she quickly got to her feet and tried to bolt, but as soon as she put weight on her left foot, it gave out on her. She looked back at her leg and saw, through the tar that covered it, that her ankle was swollen to a ridiculous degree. “Not a twisted ankle!” she cried, “Not now!” She looked at the monster that was advancing on her again and started crying. “Fred!” she sobbed, “Help me!” She felt a drop of tar hit the back of her neck and turned around, prepared to die horribly, but the monster was just staring at her again. “Go away!” she screamed, “Or be done with it already!”

It looked like she was going to run, but then she fell down. It grimaced, unsure of what was wrong. She was looking at her ankle and sobbing. It looked at her ankle and saw that it was a lot bigger than was natural for one of these humans. It sighed heavily as it continued forward, hoping that she would fight through the pain if her terror was great enough. But, she just called for help and continued to sob. Then she started yelling at it. It wasn’t used to being yelled at. It wasn’t sure how to react to this new turn of events. It sat down on the ground and watched her. It had already wasted a lot of energy on her and was starting to seriously consider eating her after all. But then it heard something that stopped it cold.

“Uh…” said Daphne quietly as she saw the monster regard her and sit down. “I don’t know if you can understand me at all, but thank you for helping me with my leg.” The monster cocked it’s head to the side as Daphne sat up. “I won’t be able to walk for awhile, so why don’t you just go away and I won’t tell anyone that I saw you…okay?” Taking off her shoe, she touched her ankle, but winced at the touch and let it alone. “I don’t know if you were just trying to scare me off, or if you wanted some sport before you ate me…but you haven’t eaten me yet, so I’m guessing it was the former. I’ll go as soon as I can, so please don’t hurt me. I’ll just let my ankle rest and then I’ll go…okay?”

She was smart. She knew what it wanted to do. But she apparently wasn’t smart enough to realize that her ankle needed some attention. It slowly got up and walked over to her. She inched away, obviously a reflex, before letting it sit next to her. She swallowed as it reached it’s hand down and grabbed her ankle. She watched it intently as it started rubbing her ankle for her. It didn’t know anything about human anatomy, but something told it that this would be the best thing to do to help her. It was gently massaging and rubbing her ankle for a couple of minutes before it felt her hand timidly touch it’s arm. It looked at her, and was surprised by the smile on her face.

“Thank you,” said Daphne even as she winced at the pain in her ankle. She was surprised by the fact that she wasn’t disgusted by the feel of the creature’s hand on her ankle, so she tentatively reached out to touch it’s arm. It felt slimy and sticky, but she didn’t pull back like she would have five minutes ago. She could tell that if she pushed hard enough, her hand would go right through it, but she wasn’t sure how the monster would react to her doing that. She pulled her hand away and looked at the tar that was covering her palm, before rubbing her hands together, trying to understand why the feel of the tar didn’t make her want to cry out with disgust anymore.

The girl was acting strange. It didn’t know her at all, but it knew that she wasn’t acting like she normally would. It narrowed it’s eye as it watched her rubbing it’s essence over her hands. What was happening to her? She wasn’t scared of it anymore, but that was mostly because it was helping her. But, she was more curious now than was normal. It stopped rubbing her ankle when it heard her next question.

“Are you the only one of your kind?” asked Daphne quietly. The Tar Monster stopped rubbing her ankle and stared at her, with a twitch in it’s eye. It looked at her for a second, as if to make sure she was being serious, before slowly bowing it’s head and nodding. “You poor thing,” she said sympathetically. “You must be so lonely.” She brought up her hand and placed it on the monster’s cheek. It flinched at her touch, but didn’t seem upset by it. She was unsure of what to do next. The monster seemed to think she was going to do something else, so she kissed her fingertips and placed them on the monster’s mouth.

It was shocked by her again and again. Every time she did something that it thought would be the strangest thing, she did something even stranger. It wasn’t sure how to react to either the sympathy or the gentle touch on the cheek, but it was slightly stunned by the indirect kiss. It slowly reached out it’s hand and placed it on her cheek. She didn’t try to move or even flinch at the touch, she merely closed her eyes and grasped it’s hand, nuzzling it and purring slightly.

“Mmmm…” purred Daphne as she rubbed the monsters hand against her cheek. The feel of it’s touch felt so good, she couldn’t help herself. “Your touch is so soft,” she said as she let it’s hand go and allowed it to gently stroke her hair. She quickly took her hair band off and shoved it in her pocket as the monster’s hand slowly turned her naturally red hair a dull black. Daphne was panting, unsure of what she was doing, but knowing that she had to do it, as she slowly got into a kneeling position in front of the Tar Monster. She swallowed before slowly raising herself so that she was face-to-face with it and kissed it, gently, on the lips. The monster froze as Daphne fell back, her hand over her mouth and a blush on her face. “I’m…I’m sorry,” she stammered quietly. “I…I don’t know why I did that… I should go now… Thank you again… Goodbye…”

It was completely stunned. It’s mouth hung open as it’s mind tried to wrap around the fact that the girl had just kissed it. It heard her mumble her apologies and watched her slowly get to her feet. She looked at it with tears in her eyes and started to hobble off, but...it didn’t want her to go. She had managed to stir feeling in it that it had never known before. It had to do something or else it would probably never feel this way again. It had to see these feelings through to the end or they would drive it crazy. It was still trying to figure out what to do when it shocked itself by shooting it’s hand out.

“What?” gasped Daphne as she felt something encircle her leg. She looked down and saw a black slimy tendril had latched onto her. Looking back, she was surprised to see that the Tar Monster’s hand had become the tendril. The tendril gently pulled back. It didn’t use enough force to actually pull Daphne back, but the insistent tugging was enough to make her stop. “You don’t want me to go?” she asked tremulously. The monster shook it’s head. “But, you tried to chase me off earlier. Are you sure you want me to stay?” The monster nodded, causing Daphne to bite her lip. She had hoped to get away from it before she did something that she would regret, but it seemed so pathetic and small. “Would you let me go if I decided to leave?” asked Daphne quietly. The monster replied by letting go of her leg. She watched as the tendril slowly retreated back to the monster and formed itself into a hand again.

She didn’t want to stay. It knew she wouldn’t be interested in staying with it, but it had to try. It slowly bowed it’s head, feeling a strange wetness in it’s eye. It got up and started to lumber back to it’s dwelling when it felt a gentle hand on it’s arm. It’s head turned slowly, not wanting to be disappointed. But, it wasn’t disappointed as it looked at her beaming face.

“If you’re not going to force me to stay, then I guess I could stay for a short while longer, at least,” said Daphne with a smile. She giggled at it’s confused look. Her logic was obviously lost on it, but she didn’t really care as she carefully sat down on a moss-covered rock. She looked at her ankle. It was slowly going back to it’s normal size, but it was still swollen pretty badly. “I probably shouldn’t be putting weight on that right now anyway,” she said with a sigh, “So I’ll stay until I can walk without hurting myself…okay?”

She was still planning on leaving, and there was nothing it could do to stop her. Nothing that would stop her without hurting her, at any rate. And it didn’t want to hurt her. Now that it came to really look at her, she was very pretty. It sat down in front of her and started to rub her ankle again. She smiled sadly at it. There was something in the look that she kept giving it that made it sad. It grimaced before slowly leaning it’s head in. It had planned on kissing her, like she had kissed it, but she turned her head to the side at the last second.

“We shouldn’t…” said Daphne sadly as the monster kissed her cheek. She bit her lip again as she looked at the monster. It looked upset at her. Not mad, but hurt. “I kissed you on impulse…and I’m sorry if you got the wrong impression from it. I was just feeling sorry for you…that’s all,” she said, as much for her own benefit as for the monster’s. Her bottom lip was trembling as she stared at the monster. “There’s no way we could ever…”

It watched her try to explain everything away, but it could tell that her heart wasn’t in it. She kept on rambling and probably would for the rest of the night if it didn’t do something soon. It reached up and placed it’s hands gently on her cheeks, holding her head in place, as it leaned in again to kiss her. It watched her as it moved in closer. She struggled unconvincingly, but as soon as it’s lips touched hers, she closed her eyes and moaned.

It’s kiss was gentle, yet passionate. It’s lips were warm and soft. Her mind was trying to tell her that what she was doing was insane and wrong, but she didn’t listen. It felt right, and that was all that mattered to her. She felt it’s tongue lightly brush up against her lips. She only hesitated for a second before slowly opening her mouth to allow the monster’s tongue to enter hers. She groaned as she felt the monster’s tongue rove about her mouth, tasting her as she did the same with it’s mouth. Then their tongues met and they wrapped around each other. Daphne wrapped her arms around the Tar Monster’s neck and pulled it in so she could kiss it deeper.

She was kissing it back. It was so happy that it couldn’t stand it. When she wrapped her arms around it, it released her cheeks and followed her lead, wrapping it’s arms around her body. It held her tightly, but not too tightly. It knew that if it wasn’t careful it could crush her frail body without any trouble. As it pressed her body to it’s, it felt a strange sensation in it’s lower regions. A strange swelling that it didn’t remember ever feeling before. It chose to ignore it. The feeling would, undoubtedly, go away.

Daphne pulled out of their kiss as soon as she felt the swelling against her hips. She looked down at the monster’s hips and gasped at the size of it’s cock. “Wow!” she said, “That’s huge!” She looked up and smiled. “Is that because of me?” she asked playfully. She grinned when the creature looked at it’s erection and then at her and nodded bashfully. “Well, we’re just gong to have to do something about it.” She looked down at herself and smiled. Her clothes were a total mess. Her entire body was covered with a thin layer of tar. Her purple dress was all but ruined, and there was no way she could explain it away to the others, but she wasn’t concerned. “Well, fortunately, my dry cleaners don’t ask questions,” she said with a chuckle as she undid her green scarf and tossed it to the ground. Then she reached back and pulled down her zipper before pulling her dress over her head. She tossed her dress aside and was kicking off her shoes when she saw that the monster was staring at her. She blushed as she looked down at herself. Her bra and panties were both white, a perfect contrast to the slimy black tar that covered her arms and stocking-clad legs. “You like what you see?” she asked shyly.

It was completely out of it’s element. It didn’t know what was going on with the strange feeling in it’s lower regions, but it did know that the girl’s appearance was pleasurable to it. When she asked if it liked what it saw, it could only nod, even as it felt the swelling increase. The girl giggled as she looked down at the strange swelling. She gestured for it to stand, and it did so, before she knelt in front of it. It looked down at her, confused, but trusting. She slowly reached out her hand, licking her lips as she did so, and gently placed her hand on the rod-like swelling. It jerked as it felt a strange sense of pleasure emanate from the rod. The girl giggled again as she brought her other hand to the rod and started to gently stroke it.

“You’re sensitive,” said Daphne coyly as she eagerly stroked the monster’s member. “And, considering the fact that you seem more confused than anything else, I’m guessing this is your first time doing something like this…am I right?” She looked up and saw the monster nodding it’s head. It seemed to be really confused, but there was a hint of a grin on it’s face. Daphne smiled. She was obviously pleasuring it, so she stepped up her stroking. She figured that she would stroke it a little more and then try giving it a decent blowjob, but it didn’t last that long. Before she could even think about what to do next, the monster roared, shooting a load of tar/cum all over her face and chest. She squealed in delight at the feeling of the slimy goo hitting her and sliding down her body. “Oh God!” she gasped as she felt the last remnants of cum shoot out of the cock, hitting her cleavage. “That was amazing! I’ve never seen anyone cum that much! Can you do that again?!”

It wasn’t sure what had just happened, but it knew that it had enjoyed it, whatever it was. It panted heavily, trying to get it’s breath back as it watched the girl remove her bra and toss it on top of the small pile of clothes that were lying near the rock that she had been sitting on. She then slowly started licking the cum off of her face, and rubbing the stuff that was on her chest into her breasts. After it had that extreme pleasurable experience, it felt the swelling go down, but just watching the girl was enough for the swelling to reappear. It wasn’t stupid, and knew that there was something about this girl that stimulated this feeling. It hoped she would stay to help it understand what was going on.

Daphne was slightly surprised to find that the tar/cum didn’t taste disgusting. It tasted like regular cum. “Then again, that shouldn’t surprise me all that much,” she said to herself. “It’s mouth tasted like a regular mouth too. But, what about…?” She looked at the Tar Monster’s cock again and was surprised to see that it was getting hard again. She grinned, happy to know that she was attractive to it. Then again, she was always proud of the bust size. Her breasts were a respectable C-cup and they had cute little perky nipples that were standing up because of the cold, night air. “Okay, I’m gonna do something a little different this time, so don’t be alarmed,” she said eagerly as she reached out and grasped it’s cock again.

It watched her slowly move her head to the rod, and grumbled with pleasure as her mouth engulfed it. She started bobbing her head up and down the rod, swirling her tongue around and gently humming as she did so. The rod felt strange again, but this time it tried to hold itself back. It didn’t know what to do, but instinct kicked in and allowed it to hold itself back for a lot longer than it thought was possible.

“He’s learning,” thought Daphne as she continued the blowjob. “He’s becoming able to deal with the pleasure. That’s good. God, why doesn’t this taste disgusting?” She pulled her mouth off of the cock and gently licked the head, slowly licking downward, over the shaft, but couldn’t find it’s balls at all. Shrugging internally, she went back to sucking on it and was happy to hear it grumble again. She could tell that it was fighting every bit as much as it could to keep from cumming, but it was reaching it’s limit. “Come on,” she said as she pulled her head off the cock for a second, “You can do it. It’s okay.” She was just going back to sucking on it when she was surprised by the feel of it’s hands on the back of her head, pushing her forward.

It couldn’t hold on anymore. The girl’s actions were too much for it, and when she cheered it on…it knew that it was going to lose it. It didn’t know why it did it, but it placed it’s hands on her head and thrust it’s hips deeply into her mouth as it let out another flow from the rod. The girl swallowed it eagerly, but it was obviously too much for her as she pulled her head back to breathe, causing more of the flow to erupt onto her face and chest.

Daphne was panting as she lay down on the ground. “Wow,” she panted, “That was amazing!” She looked up at the Tar Monster that was still standing and staring at her. She patted the ground next to her and it sat down. “If you cum that much from a simple blowjob, I can only imagine the real thing,” she grinned, causing the monster to cock it’s head again. “Right,” she sighed, “You don’t have a clue about what I’m talking about.” She hung her head down as she tried to think of the best way to explain the act of sex. “Well, uh…how to put it. First of all, that thing that I’ve been playing with is your cock. It becomes bigger when you are aroused.” The monster looked at it’s cock, which was slowly starting to grow again. Daphne noticed this and arched her eyebrow. “Damn!” she said, “You may not have very much stamina, but you sure make up for it, don’t you?” She grinned again when she saw it smile proudly. “Now, the female, that’s me by the way, has a few different parts of her body that can be stimulated like I did with your cock. The first is these, my breasts.” So saying, she gripped her breasts and gently squeezed them. “The second is this down here.” She reached down and rubbed along her pussy through her panties. Just the simple touch against it, because of her arousal, caused a small wet stain to show up in the crotch of her panties. “I figure that since I played with you for a short while, you would be so kind as to return the favor. But first, I have to take off these.” She reached down and grabbed her stockings and panties and pulled them down together. They crumpled into a small ball of fabric that she tossed away without paying attention to where they landed. She slowly sat up and said, “So, just so long as you’re gentle, you can play with me as much as you want.”

The girl licked her lips again as she waited for it to make a move. But, it was unsure of how best to proceed. She sighed and rolled her eyes with a smile on her face as she grabbed it’s hand and placed it on her breast. She took her hand away and nodded at it. Not knowing what to do, it just did what she had earlier and squeezed it gently. That small action elicited a small moan from the girl. Figuring it was doing the right thing, it had it’s other hand go to her other breast and do the same thing. She silently nodded her head, biting a finger as she gestured for it to roll her breasts around, which it did.

“God, you’re a natural,” moaned Daphne as the Tar Monster started to finally get the hang of things and started playing with her nipples. She watched as it’s hands held her breasts, squeezing them gently, while it’s thumbs rolled and pushed her nipples. She groaned and threw her head back as the monster started pinching her nipples. “Yes!” she gasped. “But don’t think that you can only grope them. You can lick them too.” She laid back, her head resting on a mossy hillock, and held her arms out to the monster.

The girl was lying down and apparently wanted it on top of her. Was she unaware of the fact that it could crush her? But, her position did make more sense for her recent suggestion of licking her breasts. Careful not to smother her, it slowly lowered it’s body on top of hers, causing her to gasp and groan with arousal. It was unsure of what it had done to cause this reaction, but it decided that if she was happy, then it was okay. So, it lowered it’s head down to her breasts and stuck it’s tongue out. It lightly licked her nipple, causing her to cry out. It still wasn’t sure why doing things like this would cause this type of reaction, but it was happening, so who was it to argue?

Daphne could feel tar slowly drip off the monster and land on her exposed pussy. Just the feeling of the stuff hitting her most sensitive area was enough to almost set her off. She suddenly couldn’t wait to feel what it would be like to feel it’s long, hard rod pushing inside of her, stretching her depths and coating her insides with it’s slick stickiness. Just the thought of it almost made her cum, but she bit her lip hard, the pain bringing her back to the here and now. But then, the monster slowly engulfed her entire left breast in it’s mouth and sucked on it, while squeezing her right one. Her eyes clamped down as she gritted her teeth and moaned. It felt so good; she couldn’t stand it for much longer. She had never cum just because of someone massaging her breasts before, but the monster was someone special, in more ways than one. She knew she was going to cum soon, and when she felt it gently sucking on her nipple the floodgates opened and she pitched her head back, screaming in joyous release.

The girl screamed, alarming it. It quickly pushed itself off of her and looked her over, wondering how it had hurt her. But, she was panting heavily with a strange smile on her face. And there was a strange puddle of fluid leaking from a small opening between her legs. It was the second place that she had pointed to before. It figured that if it pleasured that spot, it would be able to make up for hurting her earlier. So, it slowly reached out and touched the opening. The girl’s eyes shot open and she cried out again. It pulled it’s hand away in alarm, but the girl cried out in dismay at this and grabbed it’s hands, shoving them back at her opening.

“I’m not being hurt!” cried Daphne. “That was a good scream earlier. You didn’t hurt me. Please, don’t stop!” She spread her legs as wide as she could and watched intently as the monster slowly rubbed it’s hand up and down her pussy, before finding her clit. She drew in a sharp intake of breath as it took to her clit like it had to her nipples before. She gripped the earth beneath her, feeling the grass clump up in her hands as she tore it from the ground. “You can…oh god…lick that too…Mmmm…it might taste good to you…” she groaned, trying to keep her composure, but losing that battle. Then she felt one of the monster’s fingers slip inside of her. “So good!” she hissed, “Keep it up! Please…keep it up!”

The girl had said that she could lick her opening too, but she didn’t seem to want it to stop what it was doing. It was in a quandary about how to proceed. She was babbling for it to push more fingers into her, so it did so, causing her to gasp. This opening of hers was obviously a lot more sensitive to the stimulus that it was giving than her breasts had been. She suddenly threw her head back and screamed again, releasing another small flood of fluid from the opening. It brought it’s hand to it’s face, trying to figure what the fluid was. The fluid was a milky white and of a slightly viscous texture. (…I’m just guessing here…Never been with a lady before…kind of sad really ^_^; …Ah well, here’s hoping my girlfriend will change that!) It sniffed it’s fingers, unsure of what it smelt like. It wasn’t a smell it was used to. Then it tentatively licked it. The taste was also different, but not unpleasant. It must have been this strange fluid that was the reason that she told it that licking her opening might taste good. But the way she was positioned, it could never get it’s head in there. So, it gently lifted her legs and held them open, before lowering it’s head in and gently running it’s tongue along her opening.

Daphne let out a strange noise from her throat as she felt the monster’s tongue gently touch her lips. She clamped her mouth shut, only letting out muffled whimpers as the monster slowly slid it’s tongue around and along her pussy. “Come on,” she panted as she reached down and spread her lips open, “Lick me here! Oh God, please lick me here!” Daphne held her legs open, allowing the monster to hold her open for it’s tongue. It felt even better than the fingers had. “You’re so much better than Fred,” she moaned and was immediately ashamed for admitting it out loud. But, she had to admit to herself that while Fred was, as a person, everything she could ever want, he was somewhat lacking as a lover. But this monster was everything that she needed in a lover. Too bad he was such a bad conversationalist. She chuckled a little at her little joke but squealed when she felt the monster flick it’s tongue against her clit.

It was having fun pleasuring her body. It could tell that she was having fun too, because she kept moaning and groaning as it followed her directions. And it was enjoying the taste of her opening. The fluid was covering the inside of her, and wouldn’t stop flowing. It was strange, that such a small part of her could be able to cause such intense joy. But, it wasn’t concerned with that. It gently flicked it’s tongue against the little nub that it had found before, causing her to scream out again. Another small flood of fluid came out of her opening, and it lapped it up, but then something odd happened. As it was lapping up the fluid, the girl screamed again, causing more fluid to flood out of her. This happened twice more before the girl pushed it away from her opening. She was covered in sweat and was panting heavily. But she looked like she was really happy.

“Okay, that’s enough,” said Daphne, surprised at the fact that the monster had given her multiple orgasms like that. She couldn’t move, she was so tired, but she had to feel it inside of her before Fred came back. “Now that I think about it, shouldn’t he be back by now?” she asked herself. “I mean, he said that the house was only a few minutes down the path. I wonder where he is.” (It’s very simple. He’s off screen, so he’ll be gone as long as it takes for these two to have their fun. Fuck time continuity!) She looked at the monster, and eyed it’s boner. She tried to get up, but couldn’t. “Dammit!” she said, “I’m too tired. Could you let me rest for a short while, just so I can get my strength back? After that, I’ll show you something that’ll make everything that we’ve done seem kind of dull.” She arched her eyebrow provocatively and smiled.

It stared at her. She claimed that there was something better than what they had done already. But, if this action was so much better, why didn’t they just do it from the start? It was really confused now, and was getting antsy. It wanted to know this new feeling, but she needed to rest. It understood that, but didn’t know how it could wait for her.

Daphne saw the monster fidgeting and frowned. “Hey,” she said, “If you’re going to be like that, come lay next to me. It won’t be what I’m resting for, but it’ll feel good nonetheless.” The monster slowly got up and lumbered over to her before lying down next to her in the grass. Daphne gently kissed the monster as she placed her hands on it’s chest and snuggled up close to it. “This is one of the ways that we humans show affection for others,” she said quietly, feeling perfectly safe lying next to it. The monster seemed to understand what she was talking about, because it wrapped it’s arms around her and held her close.

It was unsure why, but even just holding her like this felt good. Maybe it was just the close physical contact. It didn’t know, but it liked the way that she purred as it slid it’s arms up and down her back. But then it found a strange opening down at the bottom of her back. Curious, it started to rub around the opening, causing the girl to moan. Sliding it’s hand into the opening, it was surprised to find another, smaller one hiding there. It rubbed that opening a little before the girl pushed away from it.

“Not there!” said Daphne severely. She had been fine with the monster rubbing her butt, but when it found her asshole, she was shocked. She had never tried anal sex, and Fred had never even attempted to do anything with her butt before. She was more nervous about the idea than upset with the monster. She knew that it had no idea what was wrong with what it did, so it wasn’t it’s fault. She cocked her head to the side as she stared at the monster and then at it’s erection. “Maybe we could try it later…” she said hesitantly. She shook her head as she said, “Well, why not? I’ve always been curious about it…and you’re already lubed up as it were… But first, I need that in here!”

It didn’t understand most of what she was saying. She had seemed upset about what it had done with that strange hole in her back, but only at first. Then she seemed eager to continue. She was so strange. But then she pointed at it’s cock and said that she wanted it in that first opening that had given her so much pleasure earlier. It wasn’t certain of the logic of doing something like that, but she seemed so insistent about it. She got up and pushed it onto it’s back, before climbing on top of it. She gently rubbed her hips against it’s cock before raising the cock up, spreading her opening open and slowly impaling herself on it’s rod.

“Yes!” hissed Daphne through gritted teeth as she felt the cock slowly push it’s way into her. It was so big that she could feel her pussy stretch to accept it’s girth, and she had to wonder if she could even handle all of it. But, even if she couldn’t, she was damn well going to try. She continued to slide down the cock for what felt like an eternity of bliss, when she suddenly hit bottom. She looked down and saw that her hips were touching the hips of the monster. “I got it all in!” she panted happily as she leaned in and kissed the monster once, twice, three times before raising herself up again. “This is the main event when it comes to sex,” she said slowly. “The male’s cock is inserted inside the female’s pussy, and then, depending on the position…oh god…either the male or female slides the cock in and out.” It was getting hard for Daphne to talk coherently. Her pussy was gently squeezing the huge invader inside of her, and she could feel every twitch and pulse of it as it throbbed inside of her. She groaned as she felt the slime oozing off of the cock, coating her insides and dripping out of her. It was all such a turn-on, that her mind was slipping on her, but she knew she had to explain everything as best she could. “In this position…Mmmm…the female does most of the work…” Screwing up her face and licking her lips, Daphne slowly pushed her hips up until only the head of the cock was still inside of her, then she simply dropped back down. “Oh god! Yes!” she cried as she started to pump her hips furiously.

It was in heaven. It had never felt anything like this before, and hoped that it would never stop. The squeezing pressure of her pussy, along with her fast-paced humping, was causing so many good feelings to emanate from it’s cock. She was obviously enjoying herself as well, because she kept babbling about how good it was. But her face made it seem like she was in pain. Hoping to make her feel better, it reached up and started to grope her breasts again, knowing that that was pleasurable to her. The girl groaned in pleasure at it’s manipulations, so at least it was doing that right. The two continued like that for a short while, but then it noticed something was going on with the girl. The contractions of the girl were getting more frequent and her humping was getting more frenetic. At the same time it felt like it’s cock was going to explode. Something big was happening.

“Oh Fuck Yes!” screamed Daphne as she came. Her pussy clamped down on the monster’s cock as her hips thrust frantically. The motions were apparently too much for the monster as it roared and thrust deeply into her, shooting it’s cum deep into her womb. Daphne collapsed onto her lover’s chest, giggling happily. She looked down as the shrinking cock flopped out of her, allowing a small torrent of cum and tar to flow out of her. “That was awesome,” she panted. “I’ve never had it so good. And you apparently haven’t either. Of course, if you want to try being in control, we could always go at it again in a different position…if you want.” She let out a small squeak as the monster shot up, holding her in it’s arms and looking at her expectantly. She looked down at it’s cock and saw that it was hard again. “Well, I see I don’t have to suggest anything to you twice,” she giggled. “Now, I have to guess that you want to know about those different positions, huh?”

The girl told it that the different positions didn’t really make much difference in the pleasure unless the people involved preferred one over the others. But, she did mention a few that would involve the male having to be strong enough to hold up the female, and it liked that idea. It set her down on her feet before lifting her up by her hips and positioning her entrance at the tip of it’s cock. She groaned in frustration as she rubbed her opening back and forth along the cock head. It grinned when she pouted at it. It leaned in and kissed her before slowly pushing her down on it’s cock. Her eyes closed as she slid down it’s entire length in one fluid motion. As soon as she was all the way on the cock, she wrapped her legs around it’s waist, locking them in place, and helping her keep her position. Then she wrapped her arms around it’s neck, nuzzling her head in it’s shoulder. After she was positioned and happy, it grabbed a hold of her hips and pulled her back, before thrusting deeply into her.

“Yeah,” purred Daphne. “Nice and slow. If you go at a slow pace like this, we can last longer. Oh god…you’re so gentle. You’re too good to me.” The two fucked gently and lovingly, kissing occasionally. The only sounds that came from them were Daphne’s ragged breathing, the occasional grunt and moan and the wet slaps of their hips meeting. But that was all slightly changed when the monster’s fingers slid in between Daphne’s cheeks by accident. It stopped it’s thrusting, and she knew it was wondering how she would react. She smiled and said, “Go on…you can finger my ass, but be careful. I’ve never done anything there before.”

It was happy that she wasn’t mad at it. She still had her face buried in it’s shoulder, but it could tell she was smiling when she spoke. Trying to rub and finger her ass while still thrusting into her turned out to be a little more complicated than it had thought it would be, but it managed…clumsily. It could hear her giggling into it’s neck as it tried to do three things at once, but after a few failed attempts, actually managed to hold onto her, get it’s slow tempo going and rub her ass, all at the same time. The girl seemed to be fine with how it was doing things, because she was moaning even louder than before.

Daphne had no idea that having her ass rubbed like that would feel so good. “Yeah,” she said, “Keep rubbing it…push a finger in…go ahead…let me see how that feels…” There was a small sensation of pain as the monster’s chubby finger pushed it’s way into her ass, and she yelped as her muscles clamped down. The monster tried pulling it’s finger out, but that just caused Daphne’s muscles to hold tighter. “Stop moving it,” she gasped. “I need to relax those muscles and you’re not helping.” She scowled when the monster stopped thrusting into her too, but chose not to scold it for that. Fortunately, her muscles were quick to adapt to the sensation of something pushing into her ass, and she said, “Go ahead. Push it in…slowly!” She bit her lip as the monster continued to push it’s finger deeper into her ass. She quickly took one of her hands away from the monster’s neck and brought it down to her pussy, rubbing her clit furiously. The dual sensations of pleasure and pain contrasted each other enough for her to be able to deal with it all. Before long the finger was completely entrenched in her ass, and her muscles had completely relaxed around it. “Okay,” she said, “Now…while still fucking me…move your finger around. I think I can deal with this.”

It followed her directions eagerly. It wasn’t sure why, but it got the feeling that if she was okay with a finger in there that she would be okay with it’s cock in there, and that hole felt so much tighter than the one it had been thrusting into. She was moaning more than before and started to beg for it to move faster, so it complied.

Daphne was in heaven. She was cooing and hissing in the monster’s ear…or, at least, where she thought the monster’s ear was. The sensations coming from both her pussy and ass were sending her over quickly and she wanted to make sure that the monster came with her. “Fuck me,” she moaned, “Come on, fuck me!” She had never felt so alive in her life. Sweat poured off her body as the two lovers fucked furiously, both climbing towards orgasm. She was almost there when the monster rammed into her, shooting it’s load into her again. The feeling of the cum shooting into her womb was enough to send her over the edge as well. Her pussy clamped down, milking the cock for all she was worth. As they came down from their release the two just held each other tightly. And while they were holding each other, a thought that she had been denying finally hit her…and she couldn’t hold back her tears anymore.

The girl started crying as they held each other and it wondered if it had hurt her at all. It tried to pull her away to see what the matter was, but she wouldn’t let go. In fact, she only held it tighter. It was seriously starting to worry about her when she grabbed it’s head and kissed it deeply and passionately. Their tongues met and hugged each other even as they themselves did the same. It was about to have another go at her when she pulled away and dropped off of it, shaking her head.

“We have to stop this now,” said Daphne sadly. “I can’t stay with you. There’s no way for you to come with me either. There’s nothing we can do…and it’s tearing me up inside because…I love you! I really do! I don’t know why, but ever since you stopped trying to scare me, I felt attracted to you! Like we belong together…but that’s just it. We don’t belong together! We’re from two completely different worlds!” Tears were streaming down her face as she walked over to her clothes. “I said I’d stay until my ankle felt better, and it does. I can walk again. I should go. Please don’t stop me this time.”

It couldn’t believe what it was hearing. After everything they had done, she was just going to leave? Even after admitting that she loved it? Her points were valid, but even it was smart enough to know that there was a way around every problem. It didn’t want things to end like this. It didn’t want it’s last memories of her to be with her crying. It needed to hold her, and chase away her tears because…it loved her too. If only it could vocalize it’s feelings. Maybe she would understand.

Daphne had managed to put on her bra and panties. Her stockings would never fit with all the tar covering her legs so she just stuffed them in her dress pocket. She was sniffling and sobbing heavily, so she almost didn’t hear the scraping that was going on behind her. She looked up and, through tear-stained eyes, saw that the monster was slowly, and clumsily, drawing in the dirt using a stick. “What is he…?” she thought, suddenly realizing that she had thought ‘he’ instead of ‘it.’ Carefully wiping her eyes, she looked down at the drawing. It wasn’t very good, but it was obviously a drawing of a heart. The monster pointed at himself and then at the heart and then at Daphne. “Oh no!” she sobbed. “That’s not fair!” She ran to him, throwing her arms around him and crying uncontrollably. “I’ll think of something,” she said, “I have too.” She looked up into his face and smiled, “I’ll be back. And next time you can fuck my ass…how’s that for incentive?” She kissed him on the cheek, happy to now think of the monster as a he. She ran back to her clothes and was about to put them on when she suddenly thought of something she had forgotten to do. She turned around and said, “My name’s Daphne. Daphne Blake! And I’m very pleased to meet you!” She slowly pulled her dress on, and wrapped her scarf around her neck. She looked down at herself as she put her shoes on and frowned. “Now, how do I explain this to the others?”

It had an idea. Now that it knew she was going to return, it was able to think straight again. After she had all of her clothes on, it lumbered over and picked her up. She looked confused, but it merely motioned it’s head to it’s dwelling. She seemed to think about it for a second, before smiling and agreeing. It walked back to it’s dwelling and slowly sank back into the depths, taking the girl with it until she was halfway down. Then it carefully held her up as it submerged completely, waiting for her signal to continue pulling her down.

Fred was not happy. First, the old crank in the house had talked his ear off about things that he didn’t care about, and then, after he told her that he had a friend waiting out by a tar pit, she had forced a rope on him cackling about the hallucinogenic effects of swamp gas. He was trudging his way back, and was almost at the place where he had left Daphne, when he heard a small call for help. “Daph?!” he cried as he ran the rest of the way. He came screeching to a halt at what he saw. Daphne was deeply mired in the tar pit. Only her hands and head were still above the surface and they were slowly going under too.

“Fred…” croaked Daphne, trying hard not to giggle at how ridiculous it all must have looked to Fred. “Help me…” She groaned at the feeling of the tar covering her body, but to Fred it must have sounded like a groan of despair. (Or something…)

“Daphne! Hang on!” cried Fred as she quickly tossed the end of the rope out to her. Fortunately, it was long enough. “Grab the rope!” he called, and could have sworn he saw her roll her eyes, but it must have been his imagination.

As she grabbed the rope, Daphne got an idea and allowed her face and one of her hands to get sucked under. Using the short amount of time given to her, she quickly pulled her panties off, giving them to the monster and allowing herself to feel the tar against her bare pussy. She loved the feeling, and let out a small cry.

Fred almost panicked when he saw Daphne’s head go under and then seeing the air bubbles pop to the surface, but he was determined to get her out of there, so he pulled with all his might. “I’m not gonna lose you!” he said as he pulled, crying out in joy when her head broke the surface.

Daphne gasped as her head broke the surface, mostly because she thought it was the right thing to do given the situation. It didn’t take long for her to get dragged back to dry land with Fred pulling on the rope and the monster pushing her from below. When she was sure that she was ‘safe’ she fell to the ground and bawled. “Oh god Fred!” she cried, “I was so scared!” She reached out to hug him, and smirked when she saw him automatically back away. But, she was impressed with how quickly he recovered himself. He picked her up and started walking back to the Mystery Machine.

“I think you’ve had enough danger for one day,” he said with a smile. “I’ll see if we can find a stream or something to clean you off in.”

“I don’t think we’ll find anything like that here,” said Daphne as she grabbed his head and tried to kiss him, but he kept pulling back. Her eyes narrowed as she said, “What’s the matter with you? You just saved my life! Can’t I thank my hero?”

“Maybe after you’ve cleaned up some,” said Fred calmly.

Daphne scowled as she pushed herself out of Fred’s arms and said, “I can walk just fine then!”

“What’s the matter?” asked Fred, completely bewildered.

“What’s the matter with you?” retorted Daphne. “Oh! I’m too messy? Love is messy, Fred! Sex is too! I was thinking that if we were both a little dirty, we could try having a shower together or something! But, you just don’t get it at all! I bet you any other guy would have picked up on that!” She glared at him, panting from her rant, and made even angrier when all that was returned was a confused look. “Oh, never mind! Let’s just go!” Daphne was able to come up with a decent enough story of an animal frightening her into the tar pit, and none of the others were going to argue with her about it. After all, this was Daphne! She needed everything to be clean and proper.

Daphne broke up with Fred shortly after their failed attempt to stop the Tar Monster. He wasn’t happy, but she didn’t care. She had had enough of him. She made frequent trips to the swamp to see her lover, and they spent many nights holding each other tightly.

Five Months Later

Fred still wasn’t talking to her. Mysteries Inc. had a new beautiful girl whose only role was to get kidnapped. And Daphne had a new job. She was a weather girl for a local news station. She was quite happy with her new life and was also happy with her new home. Thanks to the fact that her family had money (watch A Pup Named Scooby-Doo if you don’t believe me) she was able to get a very nice house that had some hidden rooms that she could remodel. After she had made sure that everything was perfect, she rented a pickup truck and went to pick up her boyfriend. She was careful to move the Tar Monster at night so that he wouldn’t dry up in the sunlight, and so the neighbors didn’t see him. Then she led him to his new home in her sub-basement. He looked around, surprised at the fact that his new surroundings looked a lot like his old ones. Daphne had made the secret basement into a man-made swamp, complete with man-made tar pit. “I hope you like it,” she said with a blush on her face. The monster replied by picking her up and kissing her. She giggled as she said, “Hey, I’ve got tar pits in all of the hidden rooms of this house and they’re all connected via pipes and drains. You can go to any one you want to. They all have different environments, so you don’t have to be stuck in the swamp if you don’t want to be.” The monster put her down and stepped forward, but stopped when she grabbed his arm. “Where do you think you’re going?” she asked as she pulled her dress off. “I know you want to break in that new tar pit and all, but wait for me.” The monster grinned as the two held hands and slowly walked into their new love nest. Daphne stopped halfway, and sat down. The monster eagerly got in front of her and thrust his cock into her. “I’ve got to wonder,” smiled Daphne as they got into a good rhythm, “would Velma like you too?”

THE END

(Okay, so this story fill me with a little dread, and no it’s not just because I admitted my virginity to a bunch of complete strangers. No, it’s because I’m soooo going to hell for this one! I mean, My God! It’s Scooby-Doo! This one’s got to be even more sacrilegious than the Mario Brothers one! Ah well! In the end, it turned out slightly different than I had intended. First of all, it’s a lot longer than it was originally supposed to be. And it ended differently than I had originally intended. Bah! Oh well, at least it was fun to write. And that’s all that matters. Oh! I know this story isn’t exactly believable, but that’s why we call it fiction. But, out of curiosity, to all you GOT girls out there…would you have done what Daphne did? You don’t have to answer me…just think about it…Hee… Ta all!)