{"sf1_id":2243756,"sf2_id":"XekRdBW1","title":"Plankton the Destroyer vs Super Mecha Karen 5","author":"TikTikKobold","words":987,"posted_at":"2025-04-15T04:00:22.000Z","tags":["Fight","Karen Plankton","Macro","Muscle","Sheldon Plankton","Spongebob Squarepants (Series)"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2243756-plankton-the-destroyer-vs-super-mecha-karen-5","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/XekRdBW1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/65/1c/651c8c97-48fb-499c-ad31-2e48c546d566","description":"Plankton and Karen continue their fight!\n  \n\nThis is a\u0026nbsp;_Spongebog Squarepants_ fanfiction. All characters are 18+\n  \n\nThis is a commissioned piece. If you'd like to get some work done from me, please consider checking out my [Linktree](https://linktr.ee/tiktikkobold).\n  \n  \n\n[Posted using PostyBirb](http://www.postybirb.com)","content":"“That’s not something I’m interested in, Shaldon,” she says.  \n  \nPlankton whirls around. “How?”  \n  \n“Let me spell it for you!”  \n  \nWith that, she launches herself forward, leaving a cloud of dust and mud in her wake.  \n  \n“F is for a flash strike, faster than lightning!”  \n  \nPlankton doubles over as he gets punched in the gut, his eye bulging, spit flying out of him.  \n  \n“U is for uppercut extreme!”  \n  \nPlankton launches up into the air, and Karen follows up by jumping and grabbing him around his waist, using their combined weight to come crashing right back down into the ground!  \n  \n“N is for never ever relenting!”  \n  \nA cloud of dust rises up where they land, leaving the people of Bikini Bottom, who had been getting commentary from A Talking Fish Head to raise their hands and cheer “Down here in the deep blue sea!”  \n  \nAs the mud clears, two titans kneel before one another, coughing and sputtering, waving the smoke and steam and detritus from in front of them. Plankton blinks, his eye tearing up, but he smiles. “I must admit, Super Mecha Karen,” he begins, “You are one formidable opponent.”  \n  \nKaren’s face shows that her loading bar goes from 99 to 100, and then she snaps to him and replies. “You’re quite dangerous yourself, Plankton the Destroyer.”  \n  \n“I don’t know how much longer my potion will keep up. I’ll just be Plankton again in a bit—my reign of terror will be over, and you stopped it.”  \n  \n“Yes, well, maybe it shouldn’t be about your reign of terror. Maybe it really should be about fun.”  \n  \n“Fun at the expense of others?” he chuckles. “That’s the best there is.”  \n  \nKaren nods. “I read an academic report by Sandy Cheeks. She postulates that there’s no act more intimate than facing your dearest one in combat. Her preferred method is Karate.”  \n  \nPlankton places his hand upon his computer wife’s, clasping her tenderly. He leans in, smiling slightly. “I hear some call it Kar-ah-tay! But I don’t know any moves.”  \n  \n“That’s fine,” says his wife, grasping his arm. “I’ll show you all forms of martial arts. Hiiiyah!”  \n  \nWith that, Karen whirls around, lifting Plankton over her shoulder and slamming him back into the ground. Another rumbling grumble from the sea follows suit, and Plankton, pulling his face out of the ground, coughs and sputters. “Are we causing geological distress?”  \n  \nAs if in response to the two of them, the ground rumbles some more, the dirt churning up, becoming soft and muddy, making the two begin to sink into the mire.  \n  \n“Well, when in Rome,” Plankton says, sloshing over to his wife, grabbing her by the head and dunking her into the mud.  \n  \nKaren whirls around in his grasp, her back to the ground, grappling and kicking him in another throw, sending him splashing into the muck.  \n  \nHe rises out of it, slick and shiny, and tackles her, burying them in the mess they made of the fields outside town.  \n  \nBut as they roll and kick and punch, striking sides and grappling necks, they don’t realize the true horror they’ve awoken.  \n  \nFrom the depths of the ground, there launches up something massive, no, not huge, Big!  \n  \nIts form is so colossal that it is terrifying beyond comprehension. No, there is a word that describes it perfectly. Scary!  \n  \nAnd its fleshy form blots out the sky, a tubular thing, veiny and ringed. What could possibly describe such a horror? PINK!  \n  \nThe two fighters stare up at the shadow of the beast, Plankton’s head firmly in Karen’s grip, having gotten him in a choke hold. Her monitor displays a shocked exclamation point as she stares up at the creature before her.  \n  \nMeanwhile, there is a fish wearing tubes in their nose and a tight bodysuit. They fall to their knees, crying out in rapturous glory. “It’s the Shai Hulud! The ALASKAN BULL WORM!”  \n  \n  \n“This does not compute!” Karen gasps. “Alaskan Bull Worms aren’t native to this tropical climate!”  \n  \n“THis is what happens when you take an entire town and you push it somewhere else—the ecology gets all weird!”  \n  \nThe Bull Worm roars, falling down toward the two fighters.  \n  \n“Honey,” says Plankton, rolling his shoulders. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”  \n  \n“A small truce?” says Karen.  \n  \n“Yes, I think that I, aaah!?”  \n  \nKaren swipes at Plankton, and he ducks down. “What are you doing!?”  \n  \n“This fight isn’t over just because we have a new obstacle in the way,” Karen says.  \n  \nPlankton growls, throwing a punch to her stomach. This sends Karen stumbling back through the mud. As he continues the assault, hitting her stomach over and over and over again, he moves her forward.  \n  \nThis means the Worm does not hit the two directly when it crashes into the muddy ground. Instead, it hits right beside them, splashing tons of mud all over the place. This sends Plankton and Karen flying through the ocean.  \n  \n“How about this?” Says Plankton. “Whoever lands on the ground first loses?”  \n  \n“Is that how you want to go out?” says Karen.  \n  \n“Frankly, a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant would have been lovely enough for me,” shrugs the giant Plankton.  \n  \n“How very funny,” says Karen, spinning around, striking Plankton in the back of the head. This sends Plankton falling toward the ground further away from the town than the two have ever been.  \n  \nBut that’s when the ground erupts, and from within it, the Alaskan Bull Worm rises up, right to where Plankton was falling.  \n  \n“Oh, this is gonna hurt,” groans the Destroyer.  \n  \nPlankton falls, screaming as he approaches the maw of the Alaskan Bull Worm. What mighty feat might this mightily muscled man be able to pull off to prevent himself from finding himself as food for this fiend?  \n  \nNothing! He’s in a super-powered freefall. The laws of physics wouldn’t allow it!  \n  \nSo soon, the worm jumps up, the massive creature swallowing the Destroyer.  \n  \nOr rather, it tried to swallow him.","series":{"name":"Commissions","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2243550-his-final-birthday-present-2.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2244576-trishy-s-transformation-1.json"}}