St-Inks: The Shitty Heroes of Inkopolis
Part two: Shit shot
The crowd cleared out from the movie theator, most seemed displeased by what they saw with only a handful really having anything possative to say about it all. "Veronica that movie sucked." A blue femboy inkling said looking back to his girlfriend. The pink haired octo gal shrugged her shoulders putting her hands into her coat pockets. "Oh come on Tom, I think it was alright right." 
Tom cocked his brow at her. "A movie about ink powered super heroes who fight crime? Come on thats the most unbelivable thing since the whole Zap fish kidnaping conspiracy!" Tom said shaking his head as he rounded the corner. Veronica sighed as she adjusted her pants, the buldge in her pants bounced uncomftably from it all making her wince. "Can we stop in the square for a sec babe? I need a new pair of pants, my balls are killing me in these." 
Tom gave her a sly look. "Well you where the one who wanted to wear my jeans." Veronica gave him a slap on his ass. "Well sorry my ass is fatter then yours!" She said as Tom yelped. 
He chuckled as they kept walking, taking out his cellphone he glanced at the small map then pointed to an ally way. "If we cut through here we will get there sooner." Veronica cocked a brow, the ally looked worn down with debris scattering the place in all directions. A few boxes where scattered across the ground with clear sign of wear on them. "Uh...Maybe we should just take the long way Tom." 
The blue haired Inkling shook his head pointing back down the ally. "If we go the long way they will be closed. Trust me babe this short cut will be much faster." With a hesitant sigh the pink haired octo gal followed her femboy boyfriend into the ally way. The place was dimmer then she expected, even with the sun setting the place had an odd gloom to it all making her skin crawl. Tom however seemed unbothered by it all and kept going following the map on his phone.
The two kept walking with only the sounds of their foot steps and the ocational kicked can being heard. "Maybe we should go back..." Veronica said glancing around shivering in fear. Tom shook his head again following the map. "We are almost out of here babe, come on whats-" 
Before he could finish something lept out from one of the boxes and crashed into him causing the blue inkling femboy to loose his balance, Veronica rushed forwards grabbing her boyfriend catching him mid fall. They looked up seeing the person who rammed him. Standing there was a Inkling wearing some casual street clothing but with a beak skull mask over his face. "Ya girl was right. Should have turned back bitch boy~" He said adjusting his mask slightly. 
Veronica turned around just in time to see two other inkling stepping out from the boxes holding splat weapons in their hands, on either side of them two more thugs came out holding similar gear. "So heres how this is gonna go down. You are gonna hand over all your coins and super shells, and my boys and I are gonna take them." Tom got up glaring at the leader of the group. "And if we say no?" The leader of the small gang smirked and snapped his fingers, one of the closer gangster grabbed Tom and turned him around pulling his shorts down while the other crammed the nozel end of the splat gun right into his ass making Tom cry out in pain. 
"We give you an enema you wont soon forget bitch boy! Same for your big ass girl too!" Veronica only had a second to turn before her pants where forced down exposing her cock and balls to them. "Well looks like we see who has the cock in this relationship!" One of them said. Veronical let out a scream but was quickly silenced when the weapons end got pressed against her asshole. 
"So. We gonna do this the easy way or the messy ink way?" The gang leader asked glaring at the two of them. Tom and Veronica looked to each other unsure what to do next. Thats when Tom some something above them.
Standing on the small building across the road from them was a humanoid figure. The sun was setting behind them making it hard for Tom to really tell what or who it was instead all he could make out an outline. It had a busty frame and a thick pair of balls swinging between its legs just like his girlfriend had but beyond that he couldnt tell. Suddenly the figure turned around on the spot and its upper half vanished as it bent over. The balls became lost in a new shadow making it hard for Tom to tell what was happening. 
"Hey! What the hell are you looking at bitch boy?!" One of the gangsters asked then followed where Tom was looking. There was a horribly loud fart sound and then a second later a blue ink projectile fyling by Toms head. It was a sky blue color but the smell was aweful to the point he could taste it. The gangster took the inkshot right to his mouth causing it to splatter on impact painting his face in sky blue. 
His eyes watered and he backed up lowering his head as he screamed. The glob of semi solid ink started to fall out of his mouth splattering to the floor mixing in with his orange ink spit. "Oh my cod! What the fuck is this! Its so nasty!" He screamed caughing and hacking out more when another glob flew out hitting him right in the face. This one was far larger then the first and completely covered the inkling head launching him through the air before he crashed into the nearest dumpster. 
Oragne and blue ink splattered in all directions as an orange inkling soul floated away. The others started to look around quickly letting go of the couple bringing their weapons to a ready stance. "What the hell was that?!" One of them screamed out as they looked. "I dont know! I think it was a charger!" 
Another cried out. The leader of the gang stepped over to the sight of what use to have been a member of his gang then the smell hit his nose. "Fuck that smells like..." His voice trailed off when another fart like noise echoed out.
He turned as another thick glob of Ink flew out splattering against another gang member hitting him with such force both him and the glob exploded on impact leaving behind a pile of mixed ink and ruined clothing on the floor. "Shit! Someone is shooting shit at us!" He said both repulsed and shocked something like this was even happening. His eyes darted around as the other four looked around. As the sun set further he spotted their shitty shooter, or more accuratly, the shooters asshole. 
Standing over the ledge of the small building was an ebony inkling with a massive bright blue asshole poking out from between a pair of thick ass cheeks. His balls sway from side to side as his hands grab his tits moving them to the sides creating a window to aim from. The gang leader can see the shooters head between it all. "There he is!" He shouted pointing to the figure. The other gansters brought their weapons up ready to fire. 
The figure grunted and the gang leader saw his asshole flare up, actually pushing its way from between his cheeks before another deep shart came out followed by another thick glob of ink. He rolled out of the way as the inkshit load hit another ganster splatting him on the spot leaving behind another smear of inkshit and inner ink on the ground. The remaining gansters fired their weapons sending a rainbow of ink into the air towards the fat ass shooter. As they came down he suddenly transformted into his squid form and vanished from sight yet that didnt stop them from shooting. They kept painting the side of the building in a mixed shade of greens, pinks, and purple. 
The sprays eventually stopped when their tanks started to beep alerting the last three their inks had run dry. "Holy shit...What the hell was that?" The green haired ganster asked looking over to their purple haired boss. "I dont fucking know man! Some fat ass pervert I guess!" He said clearly shaken up by the whole ordeal they just went through.
They started to look around still worried about what happened. Then from the other end of the Ally way a figure appeared forming up from the ground infront of them lot. "Out of ink boys?" He asked, the trio stood there in fear as they got a good look at the person who just a moment ago was raining inkshit down on them. He was a bustyboy with a pair of tits so large that the gang leader was shocked he was even able to see them between the space he had. 
His cock rested ontop of his big balls and he wore a red eye mask covering his inkling markings. His sky blue hair was cut short and a pin could be seen in his hair. "You...Nasty fuck!" One of the gangsters said throwing his splat gun at the inkling busty boy. He moved his head out of the way letting the weapon sail harmlessly past his head then he made his move. 
He turned to the side and bent his waist exposing his big sky blue asshole at the gangster who threw the weapon at him, the busty boy grabbed his leg by the ankle and grunted. His asshole pushed itself out from between his cheeks like before then opened up as a deep and loud shart came out followed by a large uncut loaf of sky blue inkshit. It flew out leaving a wet blue trail along the ground as it headed right for the inkling gangaster. It crashed against his head exploding on impact spattering nastily in all directions even getting on the couple who where sadly too close to the splatter. The gangster fell back to the ground knocked cold from it. 
The busty boy turned his attention to the other ganster who stood there frozen in fear as he looked right at the pucker that just knocked out his friend. For a moment nothing happened then the sounds of something wet came from the pink haired gansters followed by a deep fart. The purple haired leader looked over to his gang member in shock. "Dude.....Did...Did you just shit yourself?" He asked. 
The pink haired gangster said nothing then set the empty weapon down and waddled out of the ally way.
A pink trail falling from between his legs as he walked away. The puple haired gang leader watched in shock then shook his head. Without warning her grabbed the Femboy by the shoulder and pressed his ink weapon against his head. "Stay back! I still got enough ink left to send him to the respwaner!" The purple ganster warned holding the weapon against the blue haired femboys head. 
The busty boy paused realizing the situation. He slowly started to lower his leg letting his blue pucker slide back between his cheeks. The purple haired gang leader smirked as he lowered his arm giving the busty boy all the room he needed. Without warning his leg shot up right into the air again and he let out a monster shit flew out pratically exploding from his blue asshole. The mosnter inkshit flew out soaring through the air before splattering against the purple haired inklings head launching him into the air. 
The purple inkling soars for a moment before he hits the wall getting a body covered in sky blue inkshit, his body slowly slidding down the wall as he sits there covered in inkshit out cold like the other gangster. The busty boy lowers his leg sighing as he pats his belly letting it settle down. He walked over to the couple realizing they had both been covered in his sky blue inkshit. "Sorry about that. Are you to ok?" Veronica nodded as she helped Tom up. 
Their clothing was stained in inkshit but beyond that they where ok. "Yea...Thank you...Uh...Whats your name?" Tom asked looking him up and down. The busty boy smiled as he took a cute stance placing a peace sign on his left eye and winked with his right. "My name is Shit Shot!" 
The two cocked their brows at the name but gave it little else. "Well...Thank you." Shit Shot smiled as he patted their sholders. "No problem. And dont worry. The stains will come out with a good scrub. Now stay safe and try to avoid the ally ways for a while ok?" They nodded as they watched him walk away.
The couple watched as his big ass jiggled with each step he took then he turned back into a sky blue squid vanishing into a sewer grate leaving the pair alone in the nasty ally way. "So....Still think ink powered super heroes arnt possible?" Veronica asked in a teasing tone. Tom shook his head as he pulled his pants up. "Not a word...Come on lets go before people thin we did this..." 
He said while Veronica followed him smirking to herself as the left the scene of the shitty battle.
the end