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Mikey had always been appreciative of Donnie, he had really. But sometimes Mikey wanted to shake his favorite brother until his brain fell out of his gapped-tooth mouth. Especially when he gets them BLASTED to a different fucking universe, one where they were stuck there until that universe’s Leo and Mikey returned home from a trip to go visit a friend in some underground city and could pull their Donnie out of his lab from where he was locked in.
On the other hand, the Raphael of this world? She was beautiful. She was massive, maybe almost 7 feet with a long trunk of a tail, with spikes all over her shell. Mikey could barely sweep his eyes over her before Donnie tried to catch his attention, making a please sign behind the giant snapper’s back. The smallest turtle could hardly hold back a smirk as he nodded, listening to Rapha talk nervously.
“Yeah, Raph sorry about that, but when Donald’s locked up, best bet is to wait for Leo and M-Uhhh, Angelo. I uh can’t cook anything but I can heat up some leftover pizza. Or if yer tired, I can set ya both up in my room for a nap?” Rapha says, nervously poking her fingers together. Mikey reached up to rub on her forearm with reassurance, holding back a moan at the feeling of how muscular her arm was. Donnie comes over to rub her other arm, him not able to hold back the churr as he does so. Rapha makes a cute confused face, only getting more confused with Mikey’s chuckle.
“Well, maybe you can join us for our nap, Rapha. I can’t sleep without my Raphie.” Mikey purrs, running his fingers up her arm with delicate dancing touches, relishing in the way that she gulps and nods. She takes each one by the arm and leads them to her room, face flushing all the way there. When they reach the room, a fully decorated room with a beautiful canopy bed and a bunch of wrestling posters over the walls. Mikey nods approvingly at the decorations, turning around and freezing at the sight of teddy bears; specifically a big red bear wearing a small football helmet and a red jersey.
“That’s cute.” The orange-banded turtle said, pointing at the bear and enjoying the way that Rapha blushed even brighter at his quip.
“Thank ya. It’s my clothes from tothood.” She explains, turning to look away at the bear, sitting on the edge of her bed with a thud. She blushes brightly again as she remembers her guests. “Uh well ya two wanna nap.”
Rapha barely had the words escape her lips as she was silenced by Donnie with a deep kiss; Him whining into her mouth as he tried to climb onto her lap. She pulls him onto one thick thigh, his legs straddling it as he moans. Mikey comes and climbs on her other thigh, lips attacking her neck as she moans into the kiss with Donnie. The purple-banded turtle slips a tongue into her mouth, pressing hard against her tongue as it wraps around his. Mikey nips at the skin on her neck, groaning as she lets out a loud moan at the bite.
“Mhm, be a good girl for us and let us fuck you? pretty please, Mama?” Mikey whispers against her soft skin, grinning with glee as the snapper lets out a begging whine, spreading her legs wider to allow Donnie to wedge his knee against her tail slit. He groans as the plush lips open up for him, allowing him to get a better angle at the fat lips. Donnie was grinding his tail into Rapha’s thigh, moaning loudly before his head was roughly yanked backward by his mask tails, blown red eyes locking onto Mikey’s baby blues with a needy whine.
“Now baby boy, why don’t you get our Mama all wet for us?” Mikey churrs, letting go of the taller turtle’s mask tails when the elder brother nods, eyelids half shutting as he churred back: Donatello always enjoys it when Mikey used him, and tonight, with this big beautiful Raphael? Mikey was going to spoil him. Donnie slid off of Rapha’s lap, kneeling between her thick thighs with glee. Blown pupils trace every twitch of her muscles, counting each little mark on her legs before pressing his beak into the soft wet lips, tongue dragging between the fat lips with a matching set of twin groans. Mikey makes quick work of beginning to mark up Rapha’s shoulders and neck, leaving deep impressions of his teeth in her soft skin as Donnie starts to explore her soft inners, swiping side to side in wide sweeps. The smart brother was mapping out Rapha’s insides, touching every piece of her he could, until suddenly his throat was filling-filling-filling with the throbbing hot meat of a cock. Donnie attempts to deep-throat the cock, pulling back as he starts to gag.
“Woah, Mama’s got a big cock for us, doesn’t she?” Mikey coos into her ear slit, reaching his hand to stroke her cock twice, his hand unable to close around her girth as he jerks her. Rapha whines, thrusting into Mikey’s fist as he squeezes her tightly, another coo falling from his beak at her. “Awww, don’t worry Mama, me and Donnie gonna fill you up now.”
Rapha barely has a chance to blink her blue eyes before she is laying back on her plastron, legs spread wide to accommodate the two younger turtles in the room, both having dropped their cocks in the excitement of seeing Rapha’s cock in its full flag glory. “Mhmm, Rapha, you have a great cock and one day we will try to fit that in Donnie but today, Mama, your gonna feel both of us. Right Mama?”
Mikey teased Rapha with his fat cocktip as he speaks, rubbing it against the base of her cock before sliding it down, pushing into the hole with one deep thrust. The two let out strangled groans as Mikey bottoms out, his cockhead flaring out wide once he taps the back of Rapha’s slit before yanking back to slam himself in. The smallest turtle starts a brutal rhythm as he fucks the large snapping turtle, mounting her with ease as he carves out his path within her.
“D-dee, come on, plenty of room.” The words were hardly out of Mikey’s throat before Donnie was pressing himself against the exposed part of Rapha’s slit, his smaller tip pushing into the lips held open by Mikey with ease. The brothers let out twin churrs as Donnie bottoms out, starting to hump pathetically at the tight heat clenching around his and Mikey’s dicks. Rapha couldn’t contain her moans as she is fucked hard by two very different rhythms, never quite empty, always having their cocks deep in her. She whines and moans as her cock is pinned between hers and Mikey’s plastron, being ground on just like he was grinding on her inner spot, pushing her close and closer to the edge.
Donnie keeps a rough fast pattern, smacking his hips into hers with loud echoing slaps, hitting deep with every thrust. He has his face buried into Mikey’s shell, whines and pleads being muffled by the hard bone as he fucking his way into Rapha’s deepest spots.
“I-I-I” Rapha tries, unable to stop herself before the cum beings shooting from her cocktip, covering both her and Mikey’s plastrons in the hot cum as her eyes snap shut to hide from the pleasure the younger two were forcing into her body. Mikey lets out a growl when he feels the hot-rapidly-cooling mess between them, speeding up somehow to force his way in deeper, thrusting hard before speaking a final word to Donnie.
“Cum.”
With a final cue word, Mikey floods Rapha’s slit with his cum, filling her up as Donnie humps feverishly; the smart one chasing his high like a dog, whining as he explodes, his cum gushing out of the too-full slit as he pants heavily on Mikey’s shell. The three catch their breath for a minute, the large snapper blinking blearily at the others.
“Oh, Mikey.” She mumbles shyly, looking at the small orange-coded turtle with unease glances. “Yes, Rapha?”
“Again?”