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The Simpsons: Diary of a Giant Hermaphrodite Centuar

Written by Silent Soul Ken

Tags include: Shotacon, Lolicon, Growth, Hyper, Transformation, Radiation, Impregnation, Pregnancy, Odd Creatures, Swearing, Mild Violence, Teenagers, Futa, Gender Bending, Breast Expansion, Penis Expansion, Balls Expansion, Mutation, Anthro, Metamorphosis

Chapter 3

Rivalries turned, Crushes transformed, and Long awaited growth

-Lisa's Simpsons Diary, Entry number 12-

It's been a while, 3 weeks to be precise, since we were transformed. Almost a month. Talking with Bart we've come up with a hypothesis about why we transformed into what we are. We transformed into something that we either associated with before or during the 3 months after the explosion. It's not concrete, we realize, but it's a start. On a more positive note I've learned to deal with my urges, I've been visiting Alex to help out and while it is a bit cruel to reduce her to... relief it's not like she doesn't benefit from it. On that note I guess I should mention that I'm growing still, I'm 4 inches taller, I now have breasts, DD-cups, not sure whether I should be happy or sad, and even my privates are growing too. I finally took the time to measure my dick as it turns out I'm actually 29 inches in length and 14 inches wide. My balls swelled up a bit too, not sure how big but I can feel them rub against my legs sometimes.

Bart's growing too, bigger, stronger and faster, he's now 6'11'', his dick is huge now 30 inches long and 8 inches around it feels so good when he sticks it in... ahem, his balls don't seem to be bigger though, but he said that they were heavier now. I guess his body is compressing it somehow. Oh, right, Maggie has grown too a bit!

She's now as big as a normal dog and her powers are stronger. She can even lift herself now. She's been able to move around the house normally without us to help her. Also she seems to be getting stripe patterns on her body. Some caterpillars develop these to warn off prey that they're poisonous or dangerous somehow. Well we don't need convincing she's dangerous. Three days ago a rat snuck into our house in the middle of the night and tried to eat her. The rat didn't account for the fact that her powers, for some reason, were stronger and wilder when she was asleep. We awoke to loud squeaking and banging when we got there the room was bloody and the rat was paste. We made sure not to piss her off... ever.

Despite the carnage Bart insisted on reinforcing and securing her room. He means well, but I had to help out because he nearly made the place air tight. Maggie's already blue, we don't need her turning even more blue from oxygen deprivation.

On a more positive note though I'm learning how to defend myself and been put on a bit of muscle as a result. I'm not talking like a body builder or anything, thankfully, but athletic looking. I have abs now, a four pack I guess is what they call it. I can lift heavy stuff now too, about 60 pounds which Bart says is good. Though when I see him lifting 250 I feel like I could do better, I gotta keep getting stronger so I'm not a burden. To anybody but to my brother... my beloved most of all

-pause-

Lisa looked at that last line and she held the diary to her chest. She prayed that her brother would forevermore look after and love her for all time. She looked out to the sun and remembered that her brother would be again getting food. She sighed wishing she could help him somehow.

-Abandoned(?) House-

Laura Powers moaned, grabbing her head, trying to shut out the thoughts that were flooding her mind and rolling on the ground. 'Hunt, kill, hunt, feast, blood, kill, feast...' repeating in her head over and over again. Her wolf teeth sharpened as she gave canine whimpers. She didn't want to hurt anybody but she was so hungry. It was a mistake to come back to Springfield when those nukes went off. Now she was some sort of wolf thing. Wearing her jacket to remind herself of her human life, feasting on whatever she had in the fridge, but it was all gone now. She was hungry, so hungry that her wild side was coming out. The animal side. Her claws extended and her muscles bulged. Her jaws opened and a growl came out from her throat. She got to her feet no longer able to deny it. She was hungry, hungry for meat, hungry for flesh... hungry for blood.

-Alley-

The city had many places shaken up and streets and alleys having radiation from the old plants and air soaking into the ground saturating it. Occasionally plants grew twisted and hungry but today something else would emerge from the ground. In the alleys of Springfield many adults, horrified with their appearance, gathered in these slums, covering themselves, ashamed of their appearance. Among these was Edna Krabapple. For her this death was one well-suited for her, alone, disgusting, and painful. It represented her life. She died as the street collapsed, her flesh buried under soil and rubble cocooned in a shell of radiation.

It was a surprise to her when she found herself looking at the sky, inhaling deeply. She sat up, looking around, seeing the ruins of buildings and the earth around pulsing with a light green glow. "Am I... alive? Ah!" She clapped her hands over her mouth at the young voice, only to then hold up her hands, horrified at what she saw.

"What's... what happened to me?" She had thick furry hands and arms, as she looked at herself she found her entire body was covered in fur. She opened her mouth for a dog whine to come out she once again clapped her hands over her mouth. She stood up, only to find she couldn't and she got down to all fours. "Why do I sound younger, and... and why am I covered in fur!?" She looked around, confused, then she tried to walk forward but found herself tripping over her feet before hitting something.

She stumbled and landed on a puddle of water. She stood up as best she could and looked. What stared back at her was a dog, with her face and golden fur. "What's happening, why am I alive and... looking like this!?" She squealed, "What's going on?" She put her hands over her head, whimpering. She was alive but no longer fully human.

-A Nearby Park-

Bart growled at the large rat in front of him. It's mouth was open, its stinking breath wafted to his nose. Normally he would've killed the rat instantly but it was showing surprising awareness of his movements and had almost bitten him once. He watched it, trying to find a weakness in its defense, but couldn't save getting behind it. He still hadn't master the use of his speed in short controlled bursts yet, so that option was sadly out.

He glared at it when a brownish silver blur suddenly appeared, tackling the rat. The small rodent barely had time to squeak in surprise as it died in a shower of gore, the starving wolf beast tearing it apart.

Bart snarled angrily at the stolen kill and made to lunge at the other mutant, only to pause as it raised itself to its full height. It was like him. What surprised Bart more though was that it was female, and just who it was.

"Laura?" He asked, shocked to see her. He raised himself from his pouncing position Laura's, or at least the person who looked like Laura's, fur bristling. She growled warningly at Bart, and the Simpson found himself growling back.

"Thanks for the help, but that was my catch!" He said heatedly, finding his mood too excited to calm down.

Laura growled and she lowered to all fours, not seeming to understand him. Bart looked at her body as her muscles flexed and tensed. Laura, like himself, was covered in lean muscle and had shaggy brown and silver fur that covered her arms and legs. Her tail was long, possessing shaggy fur. Bart also made note of the large E-cup breasts that were contained by her trademark green jacket, showing off a great deal of cleavage.

But now wasn't the time to admire her body, she was challenging him and his mind was not his own as instincts took over he wasn't prepared for. He had cornered that rat and while he didn't finish it off it was his prize. He tossed his duffle bag off to prevent it from interfering with the fight snarling as he did.

He began to circle her, but she stayed put and slowly met his steps, keeping him in front of her.

They were at a standstill before another rat squeaked from it's hiding place as it saw the two predators. Laura turned her head to look, and Bart took instant advantage. Laura tried to turn back, but it was too late as he tackled her, his body moving to pin her down. Before he could begin to start pinning her though she used the momentum to swing him off.

He hit the ground in a single roll and got to his feet. She snarled then dashed at him, her jaw open. He ducked back easily and used his hand to attack, delivering a solid back handed fist to her cheek. She snarled and snapped at his fist, just barely catching it with the tips of her teeth.

He growled in pain and backed off, only for her to advance now, using her hands grab his head and slam it into the dirt. He felt her arms release only to grab his left arm and jerk it up.

He snarled and twisted, risking his arm to slam her to the ground. She was dazed by the hit, and he pressed his advantage to land a hard bite on her side.

She yelped in pain and he jumped off before she could counter him, blood and bits of fur and flesh on his teeth. She got to her feet and glared at him. She was growling at him, her rage simmering and Bart attacked again, thinking she was open, only to stop short as she snapped at him.

Pulling back from the narrow miss he lurched forward to slam his forehead into hers. She stumbled back, her feet unsteady beneath her, which were swooped out from beneath her completely as he jumped at her again. He reached for her neck only for her to snap on his own and he felt her teeth close in for his throat. Instinct took over and he started to flail his body jerking to and fro. She kept trying to bite, but his jerking kept him out of her range before he was able to gain enough leverage to bodily throw her as hard as his position and strength would allow.

Laura saw the sky briefly as she flew through the air and then stars as she impacted head first against the metal bars of the fence they were fighting near. She tried to pull back, only for Bart's clawed hand to grasp her skull and slam her right back into the bars.

She was disoriented, and only regained her awareness as Bart ran up and mounted her back, his jaws closing on her neck. From his position he flattened her with his muscle and weight.

Something snapped back into place inside her head and she let out a strangled plea, "S-Stop th-that hurts!" Laura whimpered hurt, and confused.

Bart would have released her, but the animal in him didn't concede to mercy. He tightened his grip, and she gave several whimpers before whining loudly. Satisfied, the animal released her and he stepped back.

Bart took a step back, panting hard, and caught an eyeful of her cunt as she raised her ass at him in submission. Instincts still going strong he stepped forward, his cock sliding out, as it did his cock started to burn slightly then near the base. His cock began to swell, into a ball forming into a knot. Bart never had this happen before nor would he know how it happened but his body was adjusting to fit the mate he had.

Laura would never forget as Bart thrust his still hardening cock into her pussy, destroying her virginity. She let out a howl of pain, but was surprised when she felt a tongue licking her neck affectionately. She whimpered and Bart nuzzled his head against her neck.

He began to thrust quickly and powerfully, showing that he had dominated her. Laura whined loudly but didn't resist, her own instincts accepting her place as they recognized her defeat. She was his now, he had beaten her and was now mating with her to sow his seed in to prove that she was meant for him and him alone. Anybody else would have to fight him for ownership of her. The two were panting now Laura's pain turning rapidly into pleasure and she felt his teeth sinking her shoulder gently. Her instincts told her it was a love bite to ensure that he would care for her.

She pawed at the ground, her legs trembling as she felt his powerful body on her his sweat and odor alluring her. Her mouth opened as she panted, wiggling her butt causing Bart to growl pleasantly. He even reached forward grabbing her breasts and squeezing them roughly she barked and even moved her hips to help get more of his cock in. She could feel his large knot pushing against her lips, wanting to sink into her.

-Alley-

Edna Krabapple sniffed pitifully from her state, however it was then that she smelt something. Something that was making her stand up, it drew her in irresistibly, she wasn't even aware of her cunt starting to wetten as she started to walk. The smell was something she had smelt before in her life when she was, during her human days, younger. It was the smell of sex.

-The Park-

Bart grunted through gritted teeth, Laura keening, wanting him to explode in her. She gave a whine and Bart growled as he gave a final thrust, his knot finally sinking inside, his heavy balls unloading into her. Laura howled and Bart joined in their call echoing into the air as Laura's womb filled with cum, bloating even, but Bart didn't pull out - or couldn't, rather - he kept it in, shooting into her for a full 2 minutes before it trickled to a halt.

However he still couldn't pull out as the knot was still at full size, but the animal was giving up the reigns and Bart blinked, he felt the gasping Laura beneath him and he stayed there, not sure what to do. "Bart?" He looked to see Laura turning her head and looking at him surprise on her face. "You're Bart Simpson right?" Bart blushed and began attempting to pull out only for Laura to whimper. "Wait." He stopped and he shuddered as she began to turn onto her back. The increased pressure on the knot caused a spike of pleasure and another thick rope of cum painting her insides.

"H-hey don't do that!" He warned, she was on her side now and could see him clearly it was Bart but his body didn't match the young boy she seen half-a-year ago. He seemed older, rougher, and yet gentle. He looked away looking, embarrassed. "I'm sorry I didn't want to hurt you I just..." She raised a hand to his chin, scratching it slightly. He gave a content sound and she giggled.

"It's okay, I don't remember anything really... just that I was hungry." Laura said, Bart lowered his head and he tried to pull out, but his knot prevented him still. He sighed then looked at Laura.

"I'm gonna have to carry you, okay?" Laura blushed but nodded. Bart moved his hands behind her back and he lifted her bodily into the air along with his own body. Laura wrapped her arms and legs around his body.

"Let go." She said. Bart gave her a look she nipped his ear gently he released her and found his center of gravity shifting before steadying it. She clung to him tightly and he stood up and walked to his bag and to the dead rat. He set her down gently and found that his dick was now somewhat malleable like a dogs. He was able to move slightly as he pushed the rat to her. He sat down as best he could, watching her quietly. She looked at it then at him oddly. "Would you eat it?" She asked.

"I've been tempted to." He responded.

She looked at it then she reached for some skin and ripped it off before biting down on it. She chewed it, finding the skin to be surprisingly tough but her teeth shredded through it, the taste of blood making her own boil. She swallowed and licked her lips. She began to gorge on the rat, eating it heartily. Bart watched her, gulping slightly, his bag had a few rats and squirrels all dead. She looked at him then swallowed.

"Try it, it's not bad really." She said, Bart looked at her then at the bag and he grabbed a rat and looked at it. "The meat on the side is good." Laura said.

Bart grimaced then he raised it to his lips, opening his mouth. He then stopped, and shook his head.

"I actually can't, I gotta use this to get food." Bart said, "If I have any leftover I'll eat it, promise." He said.

She nodded then she looked at him. "Bart... what happened to you?"

He looked away with shrug. "Nothing really, Homer died, then mom, then it was me and sisters, then one day I changed into... this." He was silent, "What about you? Heard you moved to Detroit."

Laura nodded. "Yeah, had to leave, couldn't really stay. Din't feel right, especially with mom. I was there for a while then my mom called and said that she was sick and in the hospital. I wasn't sure if she was telling the truth or if it was a trick to get me back... didn't matter cause I came anyway." Laura said, shrugging as she licked her teeth absent-mindedly. "Came back and saw her, she had cancer, and had a life span of a month. This was about 3 weeks before the explosion." Laura said, "I stayed at her place and visited her twice a week. I dunno why I didn't just get up and leave, maybe because I was being sentimental or... something else."

She looked away from Bart at that, not willing to meet his eye. "But I stayed and then the plant exploded. For the first 3 months I was able to survive on what my mom bought, for some reason she had a ton of food stored away. Anyway I was fine but... then I changed... and my hunger increased and food that would've lasted for two months barely lasted three weeks." She looked at Bart. "Then I was hungry, and... well you know the rest." She said.

Bart sat there he lowered his head slightly then raised it.

"Want to live with me?" He asked, Laura looked at him then she giggled.

"No need to joke with me Bart." But he stared at her quietly and her laughter quickly died out. "Seriously, but won't I be a burden?" She asked. He shook his head. "O-okay... um, I guess I'll go with you then now?"

Bart looked at her then at her belly. "Yeah, once we clean you up," He said giving a cheeky grin.

"Hey if I get pregnant then you're responsible!" She said hotly then she clapped her hands over her mouth. Bart smiled then he leaned in and rubbed against her neck. She felt his tongue slide against her throat and she gave a whimper.

"Fine." He said huskily and Laura knew in her gut that she would never find another person to love her as much as he did. It was then that she suddenly sat up.

"Did you hear that?" She asked all of a sudden.

"Hear what?" He asked, her head was jerking around looking around.

"I... I hear rats, at least I think its rats, a whole bunch of them!" She said she pointed to an alley between a two collapsing buildings.

"Hold on to me." Bart said and she did. He stood up and walked over slowly. Eventually as he got close he began to hear the squeaks of rats. Many of them in fact. He pressed his ear against the wall and heard them even louder, so he peaked through a hold and saw them. It looked to be a nest. "Don't know how you knew but you did it, but this should be a good haul." He announced.

-Simpson House-

Lisa huffed as she worked to carve the wood that her brother used to build the door, bed and several other things. It was taxing and her fingers had blisters but she continued to work even as her upper body was drenched in sweat. She now understood when her brother came upstairs how tired and wiped out he was. Even this simple carving made her arms scream in pain. But she continued to work, she would not be a burden to her beloved brother.

However she had been at this job for quite a while now, 2 hours actually. She paused and stopped, stepping back to look. It was rough, but the shape was coming into view. She had to admit it looked pretty much like a bow should look. She looked at her hands, her palms in specific, which sported blisters. She grabbed her bow and put it away in a special place where Bart wouldn't look.

She then went out the garage door and closed it. She sighed, not sure what to do then as she looked at the road, her back legs scuffed the ground. She went into the house and grabbed the large white T-shirt Bart had found and put it on. She made her way back to the street and began galloping down the road, loving the cool air drying her skin.

Lately she had been enjoying the sound of her feet clopping on the ground, it had a strangely invigorating sound to it. Which was why when she heard more clopping she turned her head to see another centaur running next to her. She was so surprised she slid to a halt and nearly screamed as she tripped, hitting the ground hard.

"Ow!" Lisa cried. Her front was scraped and tender she stood up gingerly but fell. The other centaur turned around and was next to her.

"Are you all right?"

Lisa was surprised by the feminine voice, and she raised her head. The first thing that she registered was the breasts larger than her own by a near landslide. They were enormous and what made it even worse was their unbelievable perk, making them look like balloons. When Lisa stood up trying carefully to lessen her pain, she finally saw the head and she gasped in surprise.

"Allison?" The centuaress before her had long brown shoulder length, at least it looked like that but she could see longer hair behind her head, and a young face with intelligent eyes.

"Lisa, Lisa Simpson?" She asked, "Is-is that you?" Lisa nodded then she winced as the wind blew, her scrapes stinging in the cool breeze. "Oh my, come with me I have some medicine back home." Allison said, noticing the injuries. She grabbed Lisa's hand and led her back to a yellow house which, apart from some paint peeling, looked completely fine.

Allison pulled the door open and went inside, Lisa following behind her. The Simpson looked around, it was a normal house, nothing had been modified or anything. She looked at Allison, "Are you an only child?" She asked.

"Yeah, it's not bad." Lisa frowned at that, "I mean, I still got my friends." Allison added. "Let's see I'm sure I put it... ah!" She walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a makeup-kit.

Lisa looked at her witheringly.

"Don't give me that!" Allison opened it to reveal cream. "It's a healing balm I made, it's really good!"

Lisa raised an eyebrow in surprise and curiosity. "You made a disinfectant? With what?"

Allison dabbed her hand and looking at Lisa, who nodded, and she dabbed the spots. The injured centauress winced as she felt the sting, but was surprised as it cooled quickly, Allison looked at it carefully.

"It'll take a bit but you should be fine in a few minutes." She looked at Lisa, "As to your question; plants that I've been growing in the basement. I managed to get some herbs and stuff and I have a mortar and pestle, some poultice and a hammer. My mom was a herbalist and my father a doctor so... I learned how to make medicine from them." Allison said.

"Well that's handy." Lisa said, scuffing the ground, not sure what to say.

"Care for some tea?" Allison offered.

"Uh, sure." Lisa answered.

"I haven't got much, but there's the TV." Allison said. Lisa nodded as Allison walked into her kitchen. Lisa wasn't sure what to do, for some reason she felt oddly excited, so much so that her dick was throbbing in it's sheathe. She walked to the kitchen and opened her mouth to speak, but the words died in her throat as she saw Allison's rear. The brunette's tail was flicking left and right giving Lisa a good look at her nether lips, which were wet and twitching slightly.

Lisa's began to pant and her dick was starting to come out.

"Do you prefer chamomile or earl grey?" Allison asked.

When Lisa didn't answer she stood up slightly. "Lisa? Can you-ack!" Lisa jumped her, her horsey body pushing Allison down. "W-What are-AGHHH!" Allison cried as Lisa's dick pushed into her, still growing.

"Oh God that felt good!" Lisa cried, her teeth clenched, drool starting to spill out. She could feel Allison's walls grabbing her dick. It was so fleshy, hot and wet. It was no wonder Bart seemed to be in a daze from it.

"Lisa why do you have a penis!? Pull it out I beg you I don't want to... Ohhhh!" Allison's beg was droned out by her throaty groan. Lisa was overtaken by desire, her horse body reared up slightly, thrusting her now fully hard cock into Allison.

Allison's top was pressed against the counter. She was trying to hide the faint moans and gasps of pleasure as her cunt was ravaged by Lisa.

What Lisa was doing felt so weird, alien and slightly painful that Allison was hurt, not physically, but emotionally and mentally. While Lisa might have seen Allison as a rival Allison saw Lisa as an equal but this began to change that image. As Lisa continued to thrust with reckless abandon the pain subsided and a new feeling was spreading; pleasure. It was filling her head even as she tried to hold back the slutty talk in her mouth. But she could only last so long, her mind becoming overwritten by animal impulse and instinct.

"Oh no... Ohhhhh YES!" Allison cried out, surprising Lisa. "Harder! I want to feel all of you in me!" She said, managing to muster the strength to stand up she thrust her chest up so her breasts were resting on the counter. "Tease my nipples, squeeze my breasts, and fuck me with that big fat horsecock of yours!" Lisa's manic grin answered her as she reached for the huge tits, lifting them, feeling their weight.

"You have such big heavy tits, you gotta beat me in everything, huh!?" Lisa said, "Good thing I can beat you in one thing, having a big dick with huge fat balls ready to pump you full!" She shouted, her past hatred mixing with her lust to create a maniac frenzy. Lisa could feel her balls swell, filling with more cum, visibly growing as her cockhead began to flare, making a seal over Allison's womb. "And take it you horsey bitch!" Lisa shouted, her body slamming it in almost to her sheathe and Allison groaned, almost giving a type of whinny as she felt the cum flood her insides, so much that it began to create a bump on her stomach below. Allison felt the flow stop and expected Lisa to pull out.

"You think just because I shot once I'm done? I'm not done yet, I'm going to keep fucking you until I hear you scream my name!" Lisa declared manically as she squeezed Allison's nipples, causing her to squeal with pleasure. "I'm gonna make your big horsey ass all mine! If you ever even try to fuck anybody else you won't be satisfied with their tiny dicks! You'll crave my big beautiful cock you'll go crazy every night thinking about it, about having your womb filled with my seed!" Lisa howled. Allison felt a slutty grin on her face as she was jerked forward again as Lisa speared her guts.

-Bart, Kwik-E-Mart-

Bart and Laura slowed down, now standing up. Bart's knot eventually deflated and slipped back into his... pouch? What didn't help was that it was drooling pre-cum constantly until it shrank, and Laura insisted she clean him roughly every fifty feet. Inbetween 'cleanings' the two had continued hunting, Laura now satisfied enough to retain herself. They had gotten a huge amount of animals, some of which even alive. The door was closed and Bart held up his hand. "We gotta wait." He declared.

"Why?" She asked, having had the food in her mother's house she had little to no reason to go out to find food save today.

"It's a rule of the kids." He said.

"Kids? Wait, you can't mean the octuplets are running this place now?" Bart nodded, "Wow, well it explains the rats and stuff, so what are they?" She asked.

"Spiders." Bart said simply.

"Cool, they must be humongous!" Laura said.

"Not really, smaller than you'd expect actuall-" Bart was interrupted as the door opened and out came Jimbo, Kearney, and Dolph, looking disappointed. Jimbo glanced at Bart and Laura and was about to lower his head when he paused and looked at Laura.

"Laura? When'd you get back?" He asked dumbly.

Laura looked at him coolly. "Hey Jimbo, been here for a while. Is there a problem with me being here?"

Jimbo blinked one eye then the other.

"Nah, just glad to see you're okay babe!" He said, grinning, showing his rows of teeth. "What'a ya doing with Simpson?" He said, his eyes turning to Bart hatefully.

"Does it matter? You're not my boyfriend anyway, I think I can be with whoever I want! Besides, I'm not a fan of lizards. Too creepy." She said giving a slight shudder.

Jimbo glared at her. "Hey, don't let Simpson fool you. He may act tough but he's a total blowhard!"

Bart laughed, "Me, a blowhard? Who broke down crying when a old man carrying a RUSTY and DULL knife came in looking for Jimbo Jones? He didn't even say he was gonna kill you!" Bart crowed.

Jimbo's scales seemed to shudder in agitation and his mouth was suddenly puffing out smoke. "Knives are dangerous, but you wanna know what's more dangerous? Fire! Straight from yours truly!" Jimbo's mouth opened and flames poured out. Bart danced to the side quickly and he stood at the Kwik-E-Mart door, leaning against it and yawning.

"Excuse me, was that a gentle breeze? Blow some more over, I'm getting overheated over here!" Jimbo seethed and he blew even more fire. Bart danced away and Jimbo turned to once again burn the dog boy into a crisp. So angry and blinded was he that he never heard the bellow of the buffalo as it charged at him until it's hand smashed his head to the ground. Jimbo gave a groan and he puffed out a small smoke cloud.

The Buffalo snorted and looked at Jimbo's friends, who grabbed him and dragged him away, his face scraping against the ground.

The buffalo turned to Bart. "While I don't mind bashing Jimbo's head in you're getting a penalty for that, double pricing for the next five purchases."

Bart's face fell. "Aw man..."

Then there was a hissing sound and the buffalo turned to see three of his clients glaring at him.

"Tch, on second thought you're not punished. Go on in." He said reluctantly.

Bart gave a fanged smirk, and he patted the buffalo's shoulder. "Thanks big guy."

Laura followed him inside, still blinking in surprise at how casually he's handled the situation.

-Park-

Edna's head was to the dirt, sniffing rapidly. She didn't know why but she needed to find the owner of this scent, in particular the male scent. Eventually she found a trail and was sniffing after it.

-A Block from Kwik-E-Mart-

Bart and Laura were walking, Bart with a heavy duffle bag full of food and supplies. "So how come there's only 7 of them? I could'a sworn there was 8. Was one of them in the back? Or die in the explosion?" Laura asked.

"Neither, the 8th one tried to eat somebody. He was outside and others saw. He more or less got squashed. That's why the guards are there; for the protection of both customer and patrons. You start a fight, expect to get punished." Bart explained.

"You may have beaten us at the market but now you're dead!" Said the voice of Jimbo.

Bart sighed then he looked to see Jimbo on a building roof, coming from an alley was Kearney, and from fence Dolph.

"Seriously?" Bart asked, only for the ground to shake. He turned his gaze forward to see the huge muscled forms of Rod and Todd Flanders. Rod and Todd had a rather unusual mutant form; they were by far the most human of the kids. They could have passed for just hairy, overmuscled humans if they weren't green. It didn't help that they had short fuses for tempers, could hurt Nelson, and grow even stronger and tougher the madder they got.

"Laura," Bart said slowly, "You remember where I live?" She nodded. "Take the bag and go full speed. If they give chase, lose them. Make sure you're not followed. Last thing we need is these idiots remembering where I live." Bart said, he pulled his bag off and handed it to her.

She nodded and getting to all fours she took off.

"Who are you calling an idiot!" Rod shouted. He was currently the more muscular and aggressive of the two. Bart was just glad they forgot where they lived. He didn't fancy the thought of living next to these two, even if they did somehow manage to get along the smallest comment could send them into a murderous rage. Bart was relieved that none of Jimbo's goons followed Laura.

"You're gonna be a pancake Simpson! Crush him!" Jimbo shouted, prompting all five to charge at Bart ,who got to all fours and charged at Dolph, head butting his stomach, making Dolph breathe fire.

Bart then reached down and grabbing his legs, performed a round the world swing, throwing him at Kearney, the closest of the goons. Bart saw Rod throw a fist and nimbly backflipped over it. He landed and then jumped back up to see Jimbo, his hands raised and his mouth opened, teeth bared.

Bart quickly punched Jimbo between the eyes making him howl and step back, grabbing his face. Bart heard a shout and turned only to feel Todd's fist hit his cheek. He flew into a fire hydrant which he connected painfully he grunted and stood up. 'I gotta get away from these guys good thing Rod and Todd can't move fast I'm pretty sure I can outrun Jimbo and his jerks.' Bart thought and he got down to all fours and began to run, heading for the nearby neighborhood.

-30 Minutes Later-

Bart skidded on the street as he panted; so far he had underestimated Jimbo's persistence and was nearly at the end of his rope. He saw a house with an open door but boarded windows. A sniff brought an unpleasant smell of garbage. Perhaps he could use it to hide, it seemed that Jimbo had been able to find him through smell alone. 'No choice...' Bart thought as he placed in a hand over his nose to lessen the disgusting smell. He walked into the house and left it open, heading to the kitchen. So absorbed with evasion he never saw a pair of eyes twinkling from the top of the door. He sat down against the fridge, his ears straining to hear.

"Where'd he go!? Check the houses if you have to, we can't let that little punk escape!" Jimbo shouted just loud enough for Bart to hear. Bart himself sat there, waiting. He couldn't smell anything because of the stench so he was relying entirely on his hearing. He heard some screams but that was about it.

"He's in none of these!" Kearney shouted.

"Then check this house!" Jimbo shouted.

"No way, it smells like a sewer!" Dolph shouted.

"Oh God, that's horrible! He'd never go in there!" Kearney agreed.

"That's precisely where he's- ughhh! Alright, keep moving. When I find him I'll squeeze the life outta him!" Jimbo shouted.

Bart sighed and he looked up, hand still on his nose, only to see two small harpies on his knees. They had purple feathers with a pale underbelly. Their head feathers were arranged in a somewhat familiar way. Their faces also looked similar, apart from the fact that they looked identical.

"He has come..." Said the harpy on the left, doing a little dance.

"...Like we foretold." The harpy on the right finished, also doing a dance.

"Huh?" Bart said intelligently.

"I'm Sherri." The one on the left explained, hopping up and flapping her wings.

"I'm Terri." Her sister followed suit.

"And we're oracles!" They both said, landing on where they were before and finishing their dance with flare.

"Oracles, like, you tell the future?" He asked they nodded, "So do you tell any future?" They nodded, "Well why don't you sell your services? Sounds like something that could make a lot of money." He asked.

"Because we will be exploited..." Terri began, now doing a sad little flutter.

"...and imprisoned." Sherri finished by wrapping her wings around her body tightly.

"Okay... so then why are you talking to me?" Bart asked.

"A warning we give you..." Terri said opening her wings wide.

"...A chance you only have now!" Sherri added.

"You must leave Springfield, leave quick, leave soon for a darkness rises!" The two said, they flapped their wings, flying from one side of the room to the other then landing on Bart, their feathers seeming to darken, becoming a dark purple.

"Darkness? What is this, Kingdom Hearts?"

"A game it is not!" Sherri shrieked.

"A serious concern it is!" Terri squawked.

"For one who values his own self more than the city will return with power far beyond mortal men!" They said before taking flight.

"Whoa wait, who is this guy?" Bart asked.

"He is a man of sickness, he owns the origin, the origin he owns!" They said and they flapped their wings heading outside.

Bart stood up. "Hey, what origin!?" He called.

"The origin of all who live today." They answered before flying outside and disappearing into the sky rapidly. Bart, now outside, released his nose. He stood there pondering their words trying to decipher them.

'All that live today, but there's only children... mutated children because of the radiation! So then they must mean Mr. Burns but he can't be alive... could he?' Bart felt an uneasiness rise up and he jumped the fence. _'It wouldn't hurt to look...'_He thought looking at the setting sun he then leaped forward, quickly going into full speed as he headed for the remains of the nuclear power plant.

-Springfield Power Plant-

Bart skidded to a halt standing up to look around the power plant was rubble, metal, and toxic radiation. He looked around then walked forward. If he were an owner of a power company was ruthless, and thought only of himself what would he do to survive? There was only one way to withstand a nuclear explosion and it's after effects. A bunker underground. Bart looked around and then headed for the buildings, leaping onto the rubble nimbly like a cat. The bunker would be as far from the plant as possible and yet close to his home. Bart knew that Burns had a secret pathway to the power plant he needed to find it.

Bart leaped up the rubble, going as high as he could possibly reach before looking around. He was so engrossed in his search he never felt or saw his muscles start to bulge, his arms and legs lengthening, his sheathe and balls swelling as well. He then saw something on a road near the back of the plant. He leaped down quickly and began to follow it, his longer strides propelling him forward, eventually he came to a split road and he slid to a halt and looked down at the paths. "I think I'll go... left." He decided as he began to pad down the road.

As it turned out, he had guessed right. Bart slowed as he looked at the nuclear bunker. It was as big as his house, if a bit bigger, wider and looked as if it was built using titaniu.

Bart walked forward, looking at it in awe. "So flashy and gaudy and yet it's still standing." He said, tapping a wall. He walked around it then saw a control panel. "Let's see... hull integrity, life support system, cryo tube? Man he thought of everything... all of them online too..." Bart felt a sinking feeling in his gut. "That means that if Burns is here..." He backed away, "We have to get out of here. With no military or other adults he'll try something bad." Bart said, his instincts warning him he began to run, going as fast as he possibly could heading home.

-Simpson House-

Maggie floated around Laura, looking bored. "Where's Bro?"

Laura blinked uncertainty she then scratched her head. "No idea, he told me to split when we got ambushed like I said earlier. So where's your sister?"

Maggie sighed. "I dunno, she left when I woke up. The good news I'm sleeping less, but on on the other hand I'm basically comatose while I'm out." Maggie muttered.

"Sounds worrying if it progresses. So... you turned into a... pyscho bug?" Laura asked.

"Pyschic! Pys-chic! Like uh... pokemon!" Maggie said.

"Oh that game, okay, so you can use psychic attacks?" Laura said.

"Not yet, but I will one day." Maggie said, a slight irritated tone in her voice.

There was suddenly a banging on the door, making Luara jump.

"Open up!"

It was Bart, Maggie used her psychic powers to unlock all the locks. The second Bart was in he he slammed the door. "We gotta leave." He said, panting hard.

"Bro, what's wrong?" Bart looked at Maggie.

"We gotta leave, Burns is alive, if there's one thing I know it's that he'll want everybody under his thumb when he wakes up." He said.

"What does Burns want with us?" Maggie asked.

Bart was silent then he looked at the two. "I don't want you two to tell Lisa this but... when the plant went off along with the missiles and bombs... they blamed it on dad." He revealed.

"But-but father had nothing to do with the explosion!" Maggie argued.

"I know, but he doesn't exactly have the greatest track record so a lot of people think he screwed it up. Apparently there were reports of electrical surges coming from various power plants and nuclear silos and dad's office was one of them! Look, we need to get packing! Everything we need, we take!" Bart ordered. He started climbing the stairs, only to pause and turn to ask over his shoulder, "Where's Lis?"

The two girls looked at eachother before looking back at him with a wordless shrug, which looked downright silly from Maggie.

-Allison Taylor's house-

Lisa panted heavily, her body and Allisons leaking sweat so much that the entire house stunk of it. "Y-You're a lucky mare..." Lisa gasped, slapping Allison's cherry red ass as hard as she could, which, after what they'd done, was barely enough to make even a light clapping sound. "I can't get my dick up anymore. Then again you're stuffed so full you can't move either!" Lisa hissed.

It was true, Allison was on her side, her horse belly distended immensely like a blob.

"God damn... I'm so full I'm almost bursting!" Allison moaned almost silently as her eyes rolled. "If I get pregnant you better take responsibility!" She growled weakly.

"Eh?" Lisa was snapped out of her brief stint into lust oriented insanity. _'I'm a father now?'_Was her last thought before she eventually fell back and began sawing some wood, her flaccid cock finally slipping free of Allison's overused hole with a loud pop and a literal geyser of semen.