Disclaimer: Scooby-Doo belongs to Hanna-Barbera Productions. This story is
not-for-profit, but I own it.
Warnings: Voyurism, female/female sex, strong language
Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.
Summary: On their way home from a rock-music concert, Scobby-Doo and his
gang stop at a rest-area, where Daphne sneaks off to smoke a cigarette and
encounters a blonde female stranger.
Other Notes: This story is based on a picture entitled 'JNDaphne 1' by an
artist named Jason Nightingale.
Dedications: None so far.
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])
It was on the night of May 20th that a lovable great dane named Scooby-Doo
and his four human friends had arrived at the home of Scooby's best friend
and fellow coward, Shaggy Rogers, where the both of them had gotten out of
the van known as the Mystery Machine and Shaggy had turned towards his three
fellow mystery-solvers -- Freddy Jones, Daphne Blake and Velma Dinkley --
with a smile on his face and said, "Like thanks, you guys. We're glad that
you had talked Scoob and me into going to that Motley Crue concert. Those
guys really rock."
That was before Freddy and the girls had said 'good night' to Shaggy and
Scooby, drove the van away from Shaggy's place of residence and started
heading towards their next destination, which happens to be Daphne's house.
But as soon as they had entered the local highway and drove themselves about
a few miles away from the nearest exit-ramp, Freddy had looked at a sign that
was pointing to the nearest rest-area and asked the girls, "Say, you guys.
How about we make a little pit-stop first?"
And then, after they had given his suggestion some thought and figured that
he had presented them with a good idea, Freddy had turned the Mystery Machine
on to the entrance-ramp of the rest-area and parked the van in the first
avaliable spot just before they had stepped out of the van and began to walk
around and stretch their legs.
Just then, after she had looked around the spot that she had placed herself
in and noticed that no one else was around, Daphne had reached into her
jacket pocket and pulled out a lighter and a pack of smokes just before she
had taken one of those smokes out of the pack, placed it in her mouth and
lit it with the lighter.
Then suddenly, after she had taken a few puffs of the smoke and placed it
in-between her fingers, Daphne had leaned her back against a large tree,
placed her hand on her forehead and took a deep breath just before a puff
of smoke had appeared from inside the cigarette and transformed itself
into a beautiful blonde nude humanoid female.
And after she had gazed upon the female stranger with the look of shock in
her eyes, the mysterious female had moved herself closer to Daphne, placed
her gentle hand on Daphne's cheek and said, "Good evening, Daphne. It's so
good to see you around here. My name is Barbara Hanson and I had been waiting
for someone like you for a long time."
But just as she was about to give the shocked mysery-solver a kiss of the
lips, a reluctant Daphne had moved her head away from Barbara, cleared her
throat and said, "Look, I really am sorry to had somehow given you the wrong
idea about me. It's just that I really don't know who you are or...!"
But before she was able to say another word, an understanding Barbara had
placed the tips of her fingers on Daphne's lips and said, "Sssshhhh. It's
going to be okay, Daphne. You don't need to be afraid. All you need to do
now is just relax... and enjoy it."
And with that, both Barbara and Daphne had kissed each other ever so
passionately on the lips just before Daphne had stripped off all of her
clothes and allowed Barbara to start licking all over her bare-ass naked
body -- all the way down to her hot, wet pussy and carressing her firm
That was before the beautiful mystery-solver had placed her hands on
Barbara's bare shoulder and said, "Aaaahhhh! What are you doing to me,
Barbara? Please don't do this! I don't want it! Stop! Oooohhhh! Please,
Barbara! Don't stop! Yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Barbara! Touch me!
Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"
And then, after they had laid themselves down on the ground and Barbara had
allowed the beautiful mystery-solver to start licking on her hot, moist
snatch, Daphne had suddenly realized that even though she still had no idea
as to what type of creature Barbara actually was, she was experiencing
something that she had never experienced with a beautiful woman like Barbara
before, for she was experiencing pure and untamed erotica... and enjoying
every minute of it.
Just then, after Daphne had placed herself in front of Barbara and began to
rub their pussies against each other, a sexually-energized Barbara had placed
one of her hands on her own tits and the other hand on Daphne's silky-smooth
naked thigh and yelled, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, DAPHNE! TOUCH ME!
FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"
And then, after they had started moving themselves harder and faster and
their lovemaking had made its final pit-stop, the two newfound lesbian lovers
had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell asleep with their naked
arms in a lover's embrace.
Just then, about a few minutes later, someone had placed his gentle hand on
Daphne's bare shoulder, causing her to quickly open her eyes and discover
that both Freddy and Velma were standing over her with the look of concern
in their eyes and Barbara was nowhere to be found.
That had caused a confused Daphne to ask her two friends about what they had
known about a woman named Barbara Hanson, only to have Velma clear her throat
and tell Daphne that 26-year-old Barbara Hanson was once a part of a hippie
commune until a bolt of lightning from a freak thunderstorm had cut her life
short on May 20th, 1969.