Shadaloo Sex Dolls

I don't own Street Fighter.

Day 25, but only for a little bit.

"Alright, Pammy. Smile." Jay said as Pammy put on a pretty smile and CLICK. He took a picture of her face with an old Polaroid camera, before gesturing to Sammy. "And Sammy." Pammy hopped off the stool she was sitting on, soon replaced by her sister, who posed far more enticingly. Jay signed, but smiled. "I just need you to smile." Sammy blew a raspberry at him, but then sat down on the stool and smiled almost sarcastically. Still pretty though.

And CLICK

"Okay…" he said as Cammy stood beside him, arms crossed over her chest. "Here you go, Ms. White." Cammy took the pictures, looking at them both. "Alright then. We'll have their identities and passports ready by tomorrow," she said as Jay blinked.

"That's… quick," he said as Cammy shrugged.

"This is extenuating circumstances," she replied. "Besides, getting you and the girls out of Sierra Leone is a good idea…" She didn't have the heart to tell him that various mercenary companies were on the lookout for them. She had suspicions that it was on orders of Shadaloo. Still, it could also be on the orders of local gang leader The Lion of Leone, whom the girls and Guile had the pleasure of already meeting… after his jaw stopped hurting. Clearly, he was holding a grudge.

The twins watched her as she slipped the pictures into her pocket. "Keep packing. We leave as soon as they're done. Jay raised his hand, and she sighed. "You don't have to keep doing that."

"...Why do they need passports if we are flying to Colorado on a military cargo plane?" he asked curiously, "I mean… I'd understand if it was commercial." which was mostly because of the whole 'various mercenary companies were on the lookout for them.' Cammy White's face was plastered everywhere in the underground, and now there were three of them in Sierra Leone; they'd stick out. Extremely attractive Triplets would definitely stick out.

If they somehow managed to compromise the plane and get enemy soldiers on it, just imagining the logistical nightmare of fighting them off was a M.Bison level headache… There were no doubts between Guile and Cammy, Sammy and Pammy would wreck the plane thousands of miles in the air just to protect Jay… as ironic as destroying a plane in the air to protect someone would be.

"It's just easier this way." Cammy said finally, "And getting them Passports now is just more practical. Now then… there is the small matter of whether they are going to be Whites? Or Jamesons?" she said, almost jokingly as the twins turned their attention to Jay, who seemed not to be REALLY put on the spot…

On the one hand, he could say Jameson, but then that might be kind of incestuous… he could say Whites and then get punched in the face. "I'll… let you pick," he said as Cammy smirked.

"Samantha and Pamela White, it is," she said as they blinked at her now. "I'll see you in the morning at 0600. "Get plenty of rest," she added before looking at the twins. "GET PLENTY OF REST." she repeated as they pouted. "...It's a long flight on a cargo plane," she said casually. Of course, that's not including the various pitstops to refuel. "I'll be back in the morning," she added, leaving them alone and heading out.

Jay sighed but then yawned. He WAS tired, but he didn't really like the idea of getting plenty of rest for such a long flight. "...We can stay up a LITTLE later," he said once Cammy was gone. "Who's up for some TV?" The girls then grabbed him and dragged him onto the couch. Setting him between them as Sammy grabbed the remote and turned it on to a western show, only for Pammy to snatch it out of her hand and pick a Spanish telenovela. But Sammy snatched it back, switching it to sci-fi. Pammy got it back and switched it to fantasy… what a wide variety of channels Sierra Leone had…

Squabbling now over the remote with Jay between them, the remote was switched again to a horror movie, and not just any horror movie but Red Elevator 2. They squealed and grabbed Jay together, "MMGH?!" he grabbed the remote and turned the input to the DVD player. "HAAAH!" gasping as they loosened their grip. "Okay… how about a nice, calm, comedy…" he said before picking one from the stack and watching it into the night.

Day 26

Guile, as previously mentioned, was personally flying the cargo plane. Cammy White was his co-pilot and, to a lesser extent, a stewardess… or at least she would be regularly checking in on them. The plane had been loaded, Sierra yowled unhappily in her new pet crate, and the twins yawned broadly, sitting on the seats on the side of the plane. Looking like they were going to go off on a particularly sexy secret mission… Jay was the only one looking relatively excited to be there. He was, after a year of captivity, finally going home. He was going to see his sister, and introduce her to the new attachments he had in his life… because he'd highly doubted he'd ever be rid of them.

He made sure Sierra was secure before sitting down, once again, between the twins as Cammy and Guile prepped the plane from the cockpit. He imagined he'd eventually calm down and pass out once his excitement died and his boredom began, but for now he was lighter than air.

The twins in their camo-tanktops and shorts, their very restrictive (in their opinion) clothes, yawned again, stretching out and curiously looking around the cargo plane. Cammy eventually appeared in her usual state of dress, her beret and unitard, before addressing them. "We're about to take off. Buckle in," she said.

"Yes, Ma'am," Jay said, before buckling up and helping the twins do the same. They cooed slightly at the curious restraints. Then blinked at the loud and unfamiliar rumble of the plane's engines… before it began to move. Sammy cooed excitedly, and looked out the nearby window to watch the tarmac fly by as it went faster and faster… then UP it went.

Sammy's hand shot out and slapped her sister's shoulder, narrowly missing Jay's face. "Wha-?" She pointed outside the window, shocked as Pammy looked outside herself and gaped. "Oh… right, I guess you never went flying before-" he began as they unbuckled and pressed their pretty faces excitedly to the glass. Sierra yowling from the nearby crate to be let out. "Hey. Girls, you should stay buckled-" but even with the uncertain movements of the plane, the girls couldn't be unbalanced. Pammy leaped away from her chair, opened the crate for the yowling cat, and carried her back to the window so she could look.

It was adorable… but Sierra seemed uninterested in flying and just getting out of the crate, happily mewling over Jay's head in Pammy's grip. Jay just sighed, "Don't let her loose on the plane," he said as Sierra yowled again, seemingly unhappy with Jay's statement, as if insulted that he would insinuate she'd be a nuisance. But soon, the plane leveled out and, seeing that there wasn't much to look at but clouds and ocean, the twins seemed to calm down… Sierra returned to her crate with only minimal resistance.

It was then that Guile's voice echoed out. "You may now move about the plane," he said as Jay and the twins looked around. "It's a long flight, so I hope you brought something to amuse yourselves," he added as Jay sighed. The twins looked at each other, sharing their thoughts as Jay contemplated getting out one of the many books he brought… and then Sammy and Pammy slid to the floor. "Oh no," he mumbled, trying to unbuckle his seatbelt as the twins unbuckled his pants. "Girls, come on, it's only been ten minutes…" his girth, however, seemed to disagree with his statement, shooting towards them as they giggled and began sliding their lips and tongue sloppily over his shaft. "Oooh…"

They moaned and slurped together, thoroughly lubing it up before alternating on his cock, deepthroating him over and over together, first Pammy, then Sammy, then Pammy again as their big beautiful backsides wobbled happily behind them, bouncing and wobbling beautifully as Sammy took him back into her throat and buried her face into his crotch. "Mmmn…" She gazed lovingly up at him as Pammy nuzzled her sister, trying to get to dick, only to frown and then stand up. She dropped her pants and turned around. She SAT on Sammy's head. "MMGB!? Her cheeks bulged with her eyes before slipping off Jay's cock and sliding beneath Pammy as his length rested between the smooth white cheeks of newly dubbed Pamela White.

Shaking her ass on his lap, she slid it side to side, lifted it up, and slammed it hard on his length as his legs twitched. "Oooh…" Pammy rode him, bouncing up and down in front of her annoyed sister, who whipped her runny nose with the back of her hand as Pammy's long blonde hair bounced, her eyes rolling up into her head as she quickly brought Jay to a rigorous climax. "Oooh…" Pammy slammed down onto his lap as he bucked up into her instinctively. She leaned back on him, licking her lips and proudly smiling as his cock pulsated out a load. Suddenly Sammy grabbed her pigtails and YANKED. "EEP!" she squeaked as she was pulled forward off Jay's shaft. SMACKING Pammy's big beautiful booty as she jiggled away, catching her balance but unable to stop recently named Samantha White from straddling Jay, her knees on the chairs beside him as she looked him sultrily in the eyes, bouncing wildly up and down on his lap as he moaned. Sammy licked his face happily as she felt his hands resting on her hips and eventually her bi,g bouncy ass, squeezing her soft backside as she happily cooed.

Rolling and gyrating her lower body as she bounced on him, harder, faster, gasping out in sultry whisperers of pleasure as Jay gasped warningly. "I'm gonna!" Sammy slammed down onto him, licking her lips hungrily as she cooed right in his face, "Uuuugh…" he shuddered as her lips brushed all over him, kissing him playfully as he pumped her full of cum too.

"HMPH." Pammy smacked her sister's ass hard before sitting beside Jay and quickly applying her own lips to his face over and over, as if trying to cover more ground than Sammy as SHE began in full, their lips overlapping with each other as they gained and lost ground to each other on his face.

"Girls, can we-MMGH!" Pammy forcefully claimed Jay's lips, her tongue sultily licking into his mouth as Sammy scowled and slurped off his cock. "MMn…MGN?!" gasping as Sammy sat her big beautiful ass down in her seat, leaned over, and slid him into her mouth, moaning as her tongue worked his shaft devotedly, slurping and sucking on his quivering member as he moaned into Pammy's lips. His hands slowly resting on their shapely behinds and squeezing…There wasn't much else he could do, so he might as well enjoy the unshakeably softness of the White Booties…

Guile flicked a few switches and pointed as Cammy took the controls. "I'll be right back. If that changes, let me know."

"Yes, sir," Cammy said, keeping her eyes on the sky and keeping it steady. She COULD fly a plane… didn't mean she LIKED to. Guile, however, found himself needing to use the privy. Drinking a lot of coffee wasn't a great idea. But as he slipped out of the cockpit and saw Jay between the horny, half-naked twins, he quickly shut the door and walked right past them without acknowledging them… the twins, Sammy's mouth still around Jay's length, watching him like their beautiful blue eyes were security cameras.

"I need to use the bathroom," he stated calmly."...Any further entries into the Mile High Club will please do so IN THERE… no fighting on the plane," he added, getting to the bathroom. "...I expect everyone to be dressed in five minutes," he added sternly, paused as he looked at Sammy and Pammy, then corrected. "...8 minutes." Shutting the door, and setting it to occupied as the twins giggled together and QUICKLY put those 8 minutes to good use.

End