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So Mongo sails away into a secure cache with viral shields up. Bev is stowed securely beside him, and binary fission son, Melvin, is well sedated
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“MONGO! I have come with an upgrade. Say ahh.”
From the clouds, a lightning bolt struck Mongo’s cantilevered forehead. His mouth flew open
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As a result of Mongo’s stressed decision to remove Bev from her time in order to meet his folks, RealPuter Maxine ME and Max v.9, who will be living
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RealParent™ Maxine worried about her humanoid output; in long past Rudy Valley, mortal cave mate Bev worried, too: if the Cro-Borg Mongo’s chip
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Miss Perfect, as Mongo had taken to calling Bev, held back a yawn and pointed at the rent in another loincloth as the Cro Borg spat out a terrified
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The kiss is long, excitement builds, her surrender incremental, the seduction approaches a shattering peak... and you awake to find yourself tonguing
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