Death By Chocolate
also missing. Sources say that this rash of kidnapping is only
going to get work. Police suspect that the sweet supervillain Dark Chocolate
is responsible. In a related story, popular superhero The Boot has also
mysteriously vanished, leaving the city defenseless. Now on to the weather
Flip Hooper turned off the television, slumping down in his slightly
is his armchair. Flip was a pale green frog, with occasional brown spots.
His yellow eyes narrowed as he stood, glaring at the blanks TV screen.
"The city is defenseless? Not on my watch. This is my big chance!"
Flip rushed off to his closet and threw open the door. He smile, looking
at just how beautiful it was. He's worked on it for months, stealing
scrap from the garbage dump he worked at. Finally it was done, and he
could prove to everyone that he wasn't just another slob.
"Time to suit up!"
Metal clicked into place, lights flared to life, life support system
kicked to life. Finally, he slipped on the final components
huge metallic boots. Flip was now wearing what looked like a full-body
suit of armor, with a large metal footprint screwed onto the chestplate.
The most important feature were his large metal boots that seemed to
have several gadgets and even on onboard computer. Slamming his feet
to the ground and taking a dramatic stance, he thrust out his arm, holding
a helmet under his other arm.
"Fear not fair city, for you have a new defender. Evil beware,
you have a new enemy. For I am the Steel Toad Boot!"
He slid the helmet on, and the built-in computer blinked in from of
his visor. Giving a final system's check, the Steel Toad Boot opened
his window and jumped out, landing on a fire escape on the building
across the street. His boots rumbled, and jets flared. The big metal
hero leaped into the sky and started hopping across the rooftops.
In an abandoned section of the city, there were lights coming from
the old Sweet Tooth Candy Factory. Inside, the dilapidated building
appeared to be working perfectly. The candy factory was in full swing,
machines whirred, vats bubbled, and conveyer belts carried candy and
chocolate bars in various stages of preparation. Strange pink bunnies,
none over 2 feet tall, and nearly featureless save for eerie yellow
eyes wandered around the factory, some wielding whips and chains. Occasionally,
one of the bunnies would crack the whip, and a small voice would cry
out. The scared sobbing of small children could be heard. There were
dozens of kids in the factory, each one chained to a machine, forced
to run them for fear of those whips.
The door to the manager's office high above the factory floor opened.
Red high-heeled shoes stepped delicately out to the catwalk. A sensuous
brown rabbit female leaned on the railing, flashing a generous amount
of cleavage. She looked down.
"Hello, my babies. Are we making lots and lots of candy today?
I hope so
remember, my widdle sweetums loves to eat naughty little
children who don't work hard."
Dozens of little eyes stared at one corner fearfully. A huge bloated
rabbit stared hungry back, looking like a grotesque mix between Jaba
the Hut and the Easter Bunny. A tiny head atop roll after roll of hideous
pink flab. So far, the children had only seen the enormous monstrosity
fed candy, but a few times, a lazy pink bunny was tossed into the gaping
"Dark Chocolate, you fiend! You'll never get away with this!"
The lovely bunny turned and walked down the catwalk. She stopped in
front of what appeared to be a skinny blue kangaroo in a bad latex suit
with unusually large green boots. He was tied up and dangling above
a bubbling vat of chocolate. The roo sneered as the cute brown muzzle
leaned mere inches from his.
Dark Chocolate smiled sweetly. "My dear, sweet Boot
"THE Boot, not Boot, THE BOOT!!! I'm not just some ordinary boot,
Dark Chocolate rolled her eyes. She pulled out a small handgun, and
fired, gooping The Boot's mouth shut with a glob of caramel.
"Stuff it, hero." She regained her sweet disposition. "My
dear Boot, I've already gotten away with it. I'll finally have my revenge.
For years, children have been eating candy and chocolate, murdering
millions of innocent sugary confections." She shuddered. "But
soon, these children will help me complete my ultimate creation! I'll
make a huge chocolate rabbit that will eat children!" She started
to laugh, yet even her maniacal laughter sounded like a sweet giggle.
The Boot started to protest, but the caramel reduced it to angry grunts.
DC tilted her head and though. She grinned, "Hmmm
we should start the fun early." She turned her head, yelling. "Sweetums!
Make sure none of those rotten little children stop working!"
She pointed at two of the little pink bunnies and barked an order. She
then strutted off to her room, while the Boot was lowered and dragged
Outside, Steel Toad Boot stared down at a sleeping city. His visor
zoomed in and out, trying to spot any crime. He'd stomped a few gangbangers
and punted a cat burglar into the next county, but no sign of the kidnappers.
"This turned out to be a bust. So much for being the big her-huh?"
He squinted and zoomed in
. "The Hell?"
Four pink rabbits climb out of a window, carrying a burlap sack with
'Trick or Treat' on the side. They start running down the fire escape
at top speed. The sack moved a bit.
Steel Toad Boot stood up. "Bingo. Kidnappers." He crouched,
ready to pounce. But a flash of thought popped into his brain. 'The
kidnappings are supposedly related. One kidnapper means more kidnappers.
More kidnappers means more kids that have been
er, napped. So if
I follow them
STB grinned under his helmet, and started to leap from building to building,
following the pink henchmen to the abandoned section of town.
Back in Dark Chocolate's private chambers, The Boot was trussed up,
stripped of everything but his super hero speedo, his mask, and his
boots. Dark looked a bit disappointed, but one of her nervous henchmen
explained that couldn't seem to get the mask or the boots off no matter
how hard they tried. She waves off the nervous bunnies and stood, her
red silk robe sweeping the ground as she stepped closer to the growling
"Sweet little Bootsie, I've waited a long time for this."
She removed her robe, the silk slid to the ground, revealing her dark
brown body. Her skin was smooth and even a bit shiny. She was in excellent
shape, and was even rather full-chested, with dark brown nipples.
The Boot's eyes boggled, even under the mask. DC slid close, pressing
her warm body against Boot's bear chest. She licked a bit of caramel
from his lips and giggled. "I want to feel you
The Boot boggled again.
With that, Dark Chocolate kissed Boot, and shoved the back of his head.
Her mouth stretched, sliding around the Boot's muzzle and clamping down
hard. Despite having his muzzle pressed deep in her throat, The Boot
found himself able to breathe. He narrowed his eyes, planning his narrow
escape. But he was suddenly distracted as two warm hands slipped into
his speedo, starting to massage his malehood. DC finally slid his underwear,
plopping him into a chair. Standing at full attention now, The Boot
was surprised again as his cocktip brushed his archenemy's cunny lips,
warm melted marshmallow dribbling down his shaft. A bit surprised, Boot
finally worked his tongue out of his mouth, licking the roof of her
she was living chocolate.
The lick made DC moan, and she gulped again, working his face deeper.
She pushed her hips down hard, sheathing his cock in one thrust. She
moaned, pumping her hips steadily, dribbling marshmallow as she slowly
used her prey. She dreamed of this for so long. She swallowed hard,
forcing his neck and shoulders into her stretched mouth, pushing Boot's
cock deep, trapping him. Shivering heavily, she ground her hips against
his, and finally climaxed hard, a gush of melted marshmallow making
the Boot and the chair underneath very sticky.
Boot has been trying to concentrate on his escape plan, but it was hard
to focus. Suddenly, those silky, partially melted insides clamped down
hard on him. He completely lost in, cumming hard inside. He felt Dark
Chocolate moan heavily around him. He struggled to get out, but Dark
slipped off of him and gulped hard, trapping his arms. She tilted him
up, gulping faster, having already played with her food. The Boot grunted,
feeling himself falling headfirst. Legs kicking, Boot tried to slow
his descent, but the warm chocolately inner lining of her throat gave
no handholds or leverage. Dark chocolate only stopped when his hips
filled her mouth, and she paused to clean off the remaining marshmallow
from his still rock-hard shaft. Boot's legs stiffened, and DC took that
opportunity to slurp him down, his boots a bit harder to swallow, but
they too fell victim to her powerful throat.
The now VERY full chocolate rabbit lay down in the chair, rubbing her
still wriggling tummy. "You should be very safe in there for a
while. But don't get any ideas, that caramel should cement your mouth
shut. No chocolate for you, Bootsie." She moaned as her little
pet name caused Boot to struggle angrily in her tummy.
Steel Toad Boot followed the pink, thingies all the way to an abandoned
Candy Factory. He frowned. "Dark Chocolate
this is just her
style." He hopped onto the roof, peering into a greasy skylight.
He zoomed in and growls. "Those are the kids alright, making candy.
That sick bitch, I'll make her pay
" He stood, and lifted
a boot, ready to smash his way into the factory. But he stooped, watching
a strangely bloated chocolate rabbit walk across a catwalk, wearing
a badly stretched latex bodysuit. He kneeled, opening the skylight and
Dark Chocolate lifted her hands and raised her voice. "My babies!
You've all worked so hard to please me, and finally I have everything
I ever wanted. The Boot is mine now, and soon, the children of this
city will all be mine!" She giggles merrily, and waved her hand
to a giant tarp in the back of the factory. A vat finally stopped pouring
the chocolate onto the tarp and rolled away. A few pink henchmen pulled
away the tarp, revealing an enormous metal mold with a suspiciously
bunny-shaped dent. The mold started to open with a low metallic moan.
Inside, a sticky mutated chocolate rabbit lay dormant, studded with
candies and still dripping. The children huddled together, crying.
Dark Chocolate laughed melodiously. "Awaken, and feast upon the
youth of this cursed city!"
"NOT ON MY WATCH!"
In a blur of shiny metal, Steel Toad Boot leaped down, jets blazing.
He flipped, stomping right into the giant bunny's sticky head. He revved
the jets, and the chocolate noggin exploded, sending warm melted chocolate
raining down on children and henchmen. The rabbit collapsed, smashing
a vat and a wrapping machine, and squashing several screaming henchmen.
Boot landed on another machine and struck a pose.
"Unhand these children, you chocolaty fiend! I, the Steel Toad
Boot will *OOOF*!"
Steel Toad Boot flew back, stuck to a vat by more of that cement-like
caramel. Dark Chocolate giggled.
"Why is it you heroes always ramble so much? Sweetums! Dinner!"
The bloated bunny looked up from his nape, drooling a bit. He spotted
the hanging hero and struggled to his feet. He wobbled over, getting
directly beneath the thrashing figure above. Without warning, the Caramel
gave way, and Flip found himself falling.
"Oh NO!" He knew well even the suit couldn't save him from
Flip found himself inside the giant rabbit, the walls of what he assumed
could only be the beast's stomach closed in tight, something warm seeping
into the seams of his suit. Struggling for air, he opens his mouth and
gasped, getting a mouth-full of marshmallow. Flip blinked. 'Marshmallow?
candy?' He suddenly got a brilliant idea.
He started eating.
Popping off his helmet, he gobbled down big chunks of the sticky insides.
He moved upward, looking for a way out.
Dark Chocolate laughed. "Two heroes eaten in one day. True, I
lost my big bunny, but I can always make another one." She turned,
just as a gooey metal toad burst out of Sweetums' stomach. Gasping,
he struggled to put his helmet back on, but he was completely covered
with pink gunk that masked his face very effectively. Tossing his helmet
aside, he punched Sweetums in the face and climbed out. The children
gasped, giving him an idea.
His metal boot crushed a chain to dust, releasing a whole section of
frightened kids. He stomped on another chain, which released half the
room. He smiles and shouted.
"Hey kids! These bad guys are all candy! Eat up! They taste great!"
The kids looked at each other. The older ones caught on quick, and pounced
a whip henchman taking a bite. They nodded to the others, taking another
bite. The scared kids got the idea, and wanting to turn the tables,
immediately started chasing the screaming pink bunnies, eating the slower
and stupider ones.
Dark Chocolate witnessed all this and screamed with rage.
"My Babies!" She nearly lost her still wriggling lunch as
she watched poor Sweetums getting eaten alive by some of the older kids.
Steel Toad Boot leaped up, clanking down on the catwalk in front of
Dark Chocolate. She gasped, stepping back, tummy bouncing lightly. STB
narrowed his eyes, thankful the pink goo disguised his face.
"I don't like hitting ladies
Dark Chocolate gave her sweetest smile. "I'm no lady." Then
she punches him in the nose.
Grunting, Flip stumbled back, holding his bloodied nose. He growled
and punched DC in the stomach. The chocolate rabbit stumbled back, and
a muffled 'OW' escapes her tummy. Looking guilty, Dark turns, starting
to run as fast as she can.
Flip blinks. "Someone's still alive in there
STB lunged, tackling Dark's legs. She fell, with two muffled grunts
of pain. Flip reached up and squeezed hard, giving the bloated bunny
the Heimlick maneuver. She gasped.
"N-NO! He's m-miiii-"
With a final surge of effort, The Boot, sticky and exhausted but still
very alive, squeezed out of Dark Chocolate's struggling lips.
The boot blinked, the bright light blinding him. He became instantly
aware of two things. He was out, and some guy with pink stuff on his
face was holding his archenemy down, both looking very surprised. The
second thing being that he was still buck-naked. No help for it. He
stood up, melted candy coating his fur and hiding his nudity. He looked
down, and grinned. There were dozens on bloated children, all lying
about with candy on their faces. He turned back, and chuckled. Dark
Chocolate was hitting the new boy in the head repeatedly, but the metal-clad
hero refused to let go. The Boot gently booted DC in the head, knocking
want to fill me in as to what just happened here?"
The police finally arrived, but not before droves of grateful parents
showed up to pick up their kids. The police locked up Dark Chocolate,
but the henchmen were all lining the stomachs of various children. Meanwhile,
the two Boots stood on the roof, looking down.
The Boot smiled, now back in his uniform. He kept his face turned away,
waiting patiently for his new comrade-in-arms to finish cleaning the
crap out of his helmet.
"So, what do you call yourself, hero?"
Flip finally put his helmet back on. He'd need to seriously clean it
later, but now wasn't the time. "Steel Toad Boot. Sorry, but you're
kind of a hero of mine."
Boot nodded. He was a lot of people's hero. "You're a frog though,
"Steel Frog Boot sound stupid."
Boot nodded, turning as STB walked next to him. He looked back over
the scene. "You saved a lot of little lives tonight. And mine
won't hear this much, so, thanks."
Flip beamed. "All in a day's work."
Boot nodded. "Well, this city needs more heroes. I'd sleep better
at night if I knew you were helping me patrol the city."
Flip nodded. "Count on it
real hardcore villains like her
never stay locked away long enough. You might need my help again."
Boot chuckled. "Maybe
" He turned and walked off, the
police starting to drive away slowly. Flip lingered a bit and smiled.
"I'm a hero. Me, a real honest to God hero. I feel
His stomach gurgled. "Uhg, I feel bloated, I need an antacid."
With that, Flip hopped home.
Later that night, in Crazy Acres Insane Asylum, Dark Chocolate fumed.
She narrowed her eyes, struggling a bit in her straitjacket.
"I swear to God
I'll get that Steel Toad Boot, if it's the
last thing I do!!