Pancake - "No time for tea"

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They were 600% larger than normal boobs, and 600% bouncier.
Justin wasted no time in jumping on his first boob. "WHEEEEeeeeee!" He cried with delight.
"There's no time for that Pancake!" Harris called, as Justin bounced from one boob to another.
"Yes there is. We need to get to the exit on the other side. This is the best way!" Justin called back, springing into the air from a pink nipple.
The others joined him, and bounced their way to the other side.
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Who: Justin, Dean, Phil, Harris, Mini-Phil
Where: Fourth Base
When: As they bounced through the Hall of the Bouncing Jubblies
It was hard to tell which of the five males was enjoying bouncing around the Hall of the Bouncing Jubblies the most. But it was clearly either Justin or Mini-Phil. Harris, who was slightly more professional than the rest, bounced to the exit first, and waited for the others. "Come on guys." He shouted back at them. "Lets get this smegging parcel collected, we're wasting time."
Justin and Dean bounced right over Mini-Phil's head, who had stopped to suckle on a particularly juicy looking nipple. A second later, Phil slapped the midget around the head. "Now's not the time!" He shouted at his clone.
Justin and Dean bounced side by side, until Justin looked to his right and saw that Dean had disappeared. He stopped, and turned. Looking back he saw Dean laying flat on his back, his spine bent around a pointy boob – like the kind women had in WWII war films.
"Dean?" He shouted back, worried. Dean didn't move.
Justin quickly bounced back to him. "Dean buddy, what's wrong?" He tried to pick up the man, but too many toasties meant Dean was a bit too heavy. Justin propped Dean up and cradled his head. Dean moved slowly and spoke with pained breath.
"I tripped...." Dean gasped. "...on ....a nipple piercing."
Justin looked back, and saw a sharp nipple ring the size of his head. "Smeg!" He shouted, then stroked Dean's hair. "Don't worry buddy, It'll be okay." After a few moments, Dean rubbed his head and got to his feet, where he stood unevenly in a cleavage crevice. "Can you make it?" Justin asked.
Dean nodded, and bounced over a large boob, one with a really wide smooth nipple.
They reached the exit, and all grinned at each other. "This part doesn't get mentioned in the mission debriefing. Clear?" Said Harris. Everyone nodded. Pancake didn't even know they had to do a mission debriefing.
When they opened the doors, two prostitutes were waving pork swords at them.
"We are SPASSM. Come with us!" Ordered the women.
"You don't scare us!" Said Phil.
"Careful." Said Harris, pulling Phil back. "Those pork swords are biological weapons. They're impregnated with Chlamydia. You don't want them to touch you with it, trust me."
"Smeg!" They all said.
The women marched them to the center of Fourth Base, where they were put in cages with other men. Mostly frustrated-looking business men and middle management. The prostitutes didn't explain what was going on, but Justin gathered that this was some sort of rebellion of the prostitutes against their bosses.
Justin was pushed into a cage full of the most filthy looking perverts by a prostitute dressed as a sexy nurse. "Here, this is your cage. You'll be happy in here with people of your own kind."
"Oh matron, you spoil me so." Justin said sarcastically.
From their cage, Justin could see Rosette, Efof and Rufus being escorted into the area, and put into a similar cage.
"Hey there's Rosette." He said. "Wearing something incredibly sexy too. Reoawwww! ROSETTE!!!" He shouted, but she didn't hear. Then he noticed Security teams entering the room from all sides.
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"Alright everyone! guns down!" she called out. All the unguarded vent shafts burst open to let more of the Blue Dwarf security team in, with a couple of the stations own guards too. As they began to lower their weapons, she ushered them into the centre of the room,
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Security guards opened all of the cages, and the civilians spilled out. Justin glanced at the Prostitutes who were being arrested in the centre of the room. "Are there any more?" He asked a security guard.
"Probably hundreds still at large around the station." Said the guard. "Watch yourself."
Justin nodded.
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"I feel like I owe you a drink or two to make up for this..."
"Well, I don't drink, but I'm sure Efof could make a really good cup of Tea in Parrotts'" Rufus grinned.
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Justin walked up to them, and caught the end of their conversation. "Sounds good." He said grinning, especially at Rosette who he still admired. "But can it wait until after I've picked up my parcel?"
"Oh are we collecting a parcel? How exciting!" Said Efof, until Rosette pulled him back with a sceptical look on her face.
"No we're not helping him." She said.
"But..." Efof said.
"But it's orders from Captain Chrysler." Justin said. "Eckerslike, boss of the JMC has sent a package straight to me. Chrysler thinks he's up to something dodgy, so wants to see the package for himself."
"I want to help." Said Efof.
"Absolutely not." Said Rosette.
"Pleeeeeaaasssee. I can't stand not knowing what's in this mystery package!"
Rosette sighed. "Okay fine. We'll come with you for protection. For Efof's sake." She glared at Justin. "Don't think that we're doing this to help you."
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Who: Justin, Efof, Rosette, Rufus and Dean
Where: Fourth base, Royal Mail sorting office
When: A few minutes later
The sorting office was empty, apart from parcels which had been left after a scuffle. The prostitutes had probably kidnapped everyone who worked here. Parcels had just been left out on tabletops and conveyor belts.
"Can anyone see the parcel?" Justin asked. "It's addressed to me."
They all started searching around. Justin started looking nervous.
"So why is this so important to you?" Efof asked. "It's from the boss of the entire JMC. I want to get into his good books." Justin said.
"Oh." Said Efof. "Isn't there a Human phrase for that?"
"Like?"
Efof thought for a moment. "Brown nosing?"
"Smeg off! At least I have aspirations to be more than just a blue pet that people keep around cos you're a novelty."
"What do you mean?" Efof asked.
"You know what I mean!" Justin shot back.
"No honestly... I don't know what you mean." Efof said confused.
"Oh" Said Justin, who had forgotten Efof was quite dumb. "Never mind."
Dean checked a manifest and called to the rest of them. "The parcel is in this giant cargo container." he said, pointing to a large metal box. "I have the key here. Shall I open it?"
Justin agreed, but as soon as Dean took a step towards the container, a Japanese ninja prostitute jumped down from the ceiling. She started spinning around, doing all sorts of crazy marshal arts moves.
Rosette took out her gun and shot at her.
Before the shot hit her, the ninja girl very quickly unravelled a large condom around herself. The gunshot bounced off.
"Ultimate barrier protection!" The ninja woman shouted.
<Tag, who wants to defeat the Ninja and open the cargo container. Then we might finally see what is in this mysterious package>