Scraps and Short Fics (May 9th Edition)

Author's notes: This is where I'll post things that were short and/or low quality. I'm not going to make a whole paste for each of them, since that just seems silly. There'll be a short explanation of context for each one too, since many were made for a /co/ or /trash/ thread in particular.

Each time something new is added, I will update the date on the title.

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"Officer Nicole"
I decided it was a criminal offense that I hadn't done anything with Nicole and that sexy cop uniform she wore in The Outside.

>Nicole straightened her tie and nodded to herself
>Damn I look sexy in uniform. I should have been a cop.
>She headed for the stairs, thinking over her brilliant plan. They’d make Frankie feel at home by making the house into a prison. Perfect.
>She had to admit to herself that she was really turned on by her outfit and how everyone had jumped into their roles so quick.
>Gumball was especially cute pretending to be a tough guy criminal. It was hard not to giggle like a schoolgirl when he put on that ridiculous voice of his.
>Nicole paused at the top of the stairs to let her sudden blush fade.
>CRASH - shouting
>Nicole narrowed her eyes
>I can’t leave those boys alone for a second, can I?
>She stuck the hat on her head and put on her aviators. The scowl appeared across her face.
>Nicole felt herself naturally melt into her role. Time to deal with this criminal scum.
>In the livingroom richard gumball and darwin were wrestling with each other and bumping into the furniture.
>They froze at the sight of the transformed Mrs. Watterson who stood above them baton in hand.
>”Who wants some?” She asked brandishing the club
>They all disentangled and jumped into an orderly line.
>”What happened?” Nicole grated, sticking her face only an inch away from Richard’s
>”Well uh, we couldn’t agree on what prison gang we wanted to be in. I said MS-13 and Gumball wanted the Ary-”
>”And I don’t want to hear it!” Nicole hissed at him
>Richard flinched and blurted out “Gumball started it!”
>“Dad! You snitching son of a-”
>WHAP
>“Language, perp! That’s no way to talk to your…”
>Her mask slipped a half second
>“...your cellmate?” She finished lamely.
>”I see that you’re the ringleader behind all this trouble in my cellblock.”
>”I’m going to have to remove you from the population till things calm down.”
>“You two!” Darwin and Richard flinched. “Clean up this mess before the new prisoner transfers over.”
>”And you. With me. You’re going to the hole.”
>Gumball gulped and turned to head for the backdoor, but Nicole grabbed his shoulder.
>”Not so fast.” ziiii-cli-click. Gumball froze
>Did she just cuff me?
>Ziiiii-cli-click. Did she just cuff my feet too?
>Gumball was lifted up by the scruff of his neck, weakly mewling as he became paralysed.
>He could do nothing as Nicole snickered at his pathetic noise and carried him out to the shed, pulling a bench out from the wall and dropping him flat onto his back.
>”Stay there” she warned
>He heard shuffling and decided to maybe try weaseling his way out of whatever mess he’d gotten himself into
>”Do...do I have to go into the hole? M-maybe I can...”
>Nicole appeared again, her pants gone and her shirt unbuttoned to reveal everything.
>She stepped one leg over to the other side of the bench so that her dripping entrance was above his face.
>She grinned down at him, showing him the key to the cuffs
>Then she put that hand to her netherlips and pushed it in as far as she could
>”Mmmmmm...only if you ever want to get out again.”
>Gumball sighed. Not *again*

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"The Rainbow Factory is an Underwear Brand"
After seeing a particular picture of Nicole, it dawned on me what The Rainbow Factory is.

>Nicole, I’ve looked over your request to transfer out of the complaints department
>And there is one place where we have an opening…

Months later

>Nicole parks her new car in front of the “for sale” sign in front of her house
>God, it’s going to be so great to finally have a house big enough for all of them
>She walks in and drops her keys in the bowl before noticing a crumple of clear plastic bagging on the living room table
>Oh, the catalogue must have shown up. Oh jeez I’m nervous
>I hope they haven’t seen it
>Well, maybe Richard can see
>I mean, I should have told him but I also want to surprise him with it
>Oh, there’s Darwin - “Hey Darwin, have you seen the winter catalogue?”
>”No, Mrs. Mom, Gumball said it didn’t show up!”
>That’s odd. It always shows up this day every year
>Maybe...No! That’s ridiculous
>He probably just wanted to look at the computers in it before Darwin spent an hour looking at the toys like he always does
>It’s probably in his room

>“Gumball?” Oh, he’s not in right now
>She checks his drawers and desk but doesn’t find it
>That nagging thought returned again
>No, he wouldn’t go looking for that section anyways, right? Though...he is getting to that age…
>I guess I’ll just leave...Oh God, it’s probably there, isn’t it?
>No. I have to trust that he wouldn’t...Ugh. I’ll check - it’ll bother me all week if I don’t
>She peeks under Gumball’s bed
>Oh, god there it is.
>She slowly pulls it out
>Oh, god, there’s a page dogeared
>She opens the book to see the pictures of herself she knew would be there
>At least the pictures look good - and that pair really does look good on me

>Suddenly she hears someone walk into the room
>Nicole whips around, still holding the open book
>Gumball’s wide eyes glance from book to her
>He drops the box of tissues he was holding
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"Gentle Handy"
An anon requested this one special.

>”M-mom? What are you -”
>”ssssh...hush Gummypuss. Momma needs this…”
>She giggled as her hand snaked down his belly, stopping momentarily to toy with his belt buckle before slipping inside
>”ah, yes. It’s just want momma ordered”
>All Gumball could feel was the heat.
>Her hands exploring him, fingers like embers trailing along his length
>Her body, her breasts, pressing up against him from behind like a wall of fire, with her heart madly beating liquid flame through her veins
>And finally, her hot breath in his ear as she cooed to him.
>Gumball took deep breaths and clenched his fists as her hand curled around him and began to slowly pump.
>“Ah...unh...maawm…” Gumball whined, twisting under the pleasure of her touch
>Her other hand came up to cup his chin, tilting his head back to meet her gaze
>He could see the same heat glinting in her eyes.
>It burned bright, but soft.
>Like molten gold
>Looking into her eyes he felt all resistance ebb away. He relaxed and leaned back into her
>”Mom…” She saw the confusion in his face, but also the pleasure
>He wasn’t asking her to stop, just why
>”Gumball” She whispered, releasing his chin and pulling his chest in toward her “You look stressed. Let momma fix it all.”
>Gumball wiggled in her arms, caught in her soft spiderweb.
>She increased her tempo further, pushing him close
>”Mom!” He gasped, shuddering “What’s...happen-”
>”Ssssh, ssssh...Let it alll out sweetie.”
>He let out a moan that wavered into a mewling whine as he came.
>Nicole gave her own shuddering sigh as she pulled her hand away
>”Feel better Gummypuss?”
>”heh...hyeah...I guess I do…” He weakly replied, trying to come to terms with what just happened
>She planted a kiss on his forehead then started to walk away “Good. Now go to bed Gumball”
>She turned to face him “I’ll see you in the morning…”
>Gumball could only stare as she sashayed away, licking her fingers clean
>He adjusted his pants, looked around and shoved his hands deep into his pockets
>Whatever that was, it sounded like he was in for more...
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"What? Not incest? Madness!"
This is just a dumb, silly thing I threw together while trying to decide if I wanted to try a Gumball/Penny story.
Oh, and if cartoons have taught me anything, it’s that head trauma is funny.

>"Penny! I’m home!" Gumball called into the house as he set down his briefcase
>Silence greeted him. Gumball sighed.
>"Please tell me you’re not…"
>He wandered into the living room, and heard a disembodied giggle
>"...You are." He finished flatly.
>He hated this game.
>She always did it when he was exasperated from work.
>Gumball thought she did that on purpose. Somehow it was funnier to her.
>The game wasn’t as easy as it used to be either.
>She’d gotten much better at controlling her form
>Now she could even be something without the little antlers.
>That had made this nearly impossible.
>As he scanned the room, trying to spot something amiss he reevaluated his appraisal
>No, this was fucking impossible. Straight up not doable.
>There was nothing out of place
>There wasn’t anything that had doubled
>There wasn’t anything new.
>Yeah, screw this. Gumball thought, deciding to ignore her antics this time.
>He grabbed the TV remote and flopped into his easychair
>Which squeaked in surprize and collapsed with him to the floor in a flailing tangle of limbs

>They rolled across the floor and came to rest against the wall, Gumball slamming his head against it with an audible WONK
>"Ow."
>Penny immediately shifted around in a panic, coming up in her usual form holding Gumball up
>"Oh my god, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to-"
>"SSSHH! Stop. Just." Gumball rubbed his head, suspended in her arms
>He groaned and then looked up at her and then behind her.
>"Bitch, what’d you do with my chair?"
>She frowned and let go
>WONK
>"Ow."
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Katia/Gumball

>“P-puhleeze, ah! I’ve already-” Gumball groaned, unable to continue speaking as he came yet again
>He bucked his hips as he spurt, but Katia predicted his movements and rocked with him
>Her lips never left his shaft as her mouth filled with cum
>She swirled it with her tongue around his cock to use as further lube
>Katia just had to see how many times he could cum
>The second time had caught her off guard, and was still splattered across her face.
>She hadn’t expected him to be able to cum again, or so quickly
>All she’d been doing is teasing him, grinning to herself as he writhed with that pain-pleasure feeling
>Katia had to admit, it was good to be the one in control for once, and dominating this little boy was an incredible rush
>She had taken her mouth off him to say something, still jacking him off with one hand when he’d come
>Since then her lips had remained wrapped around him and her hands on his ass
>Half to hold him steady in place and half to pull him deeper
>In the aftermath of his fourth orgasm he wriggled in her grasp, desperate to escape the endless milking
>Unwilling to let her victim go, Katia reached up, grabbed his shoulders and dragged him to the ground
>She tucked his legs under her body and wrapped her arms under his thighs and bear-hugged him as he moaned and feebly thrashed
>But she had him properly trapped now
>He reached for her head and weakly tried to pry her off
>But then groaned, and forced her down to the hilt
>The cum began to flow again. Less than before, and far more watery but still
>It bubbled out of her mouth and dribbled down her chin as she unceasingly bobbed up and down
>She just had to see how many times
>And she had all day to find out

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Nicole is thiccened
I'm just going to say "no comment" on this one.

>It had taken a few weeks for the changes to start, but when they did, Gumball and Richard were not disappointed.
>Each day Nicole’s thighs, breasts, and ass seemed a little bigger.
>It wasn’t long before she had had to start shopping for new clothes.
>Their plan had gone off without a hitch, they figured.
>Gumball resented, however, that while he had come up with the idea, he would not get to reap all the spoils of it.
>He sat in front of the tv now, fuming about it. Maybe he could get Richard to get some photos for him? That’d be better than just looking at her.
>Gumball was playing video games, considering how to ask for lewd photos of his own mother
>When he heard a car screech to a halt outside. Shortly after, the front door burst open.
>Without even a glance at her son, Nicole dashed up the stairs to her bedroom.
>He watched her flash by, lovingly taking in the way her enlarged breasts and ass jiggled
>Oh, what he would give to have those curves at his mercy…
>Gumball heard his father greet his mother, when that greeting suddenly turned into a surprised yell and creaking noises.
>A wail of “aaaaAAAAaaagh! Nicooooolllle!” Was swiftly followed by a screech of absolute fury
>”Richaaaard!” There was the sound of something breaking, and a loud slap.
>That didn’t sound good.

>The hormone pills they’d bought had warned of...personality changes, but Gumball had dismissed that.
>The thoughts of what she might look like had been more important at the time.
>Gumball quietly but quickly turned off his game and prepared to make his escape through the still open front door, when Nicole appeared at the top of the stairs.
>She was no longer wearing her shirt, and was wiping something off her face with it when she noticed him.
>Gumball could practically see her mind working as her clenched teeth and angry frown twisted into a wicked smile.
>She licked her lips, and Gumball knew he had to make a break for it.
>But which way? He might be able to outrun her to the front door, which was hanging open
>Or he could try for the back, giving him a head start on her, but the door might be locked, costing him precious seconds-
>”Oh Gummypuuuuss” His mother sang as she slowly advanced to the next step
>Time to go.
>Gumball bolted for the front door, but Nicole was faster.
>She ran the first few steps and then leapt from the stairs to land in front of the door just in time for Gumball to ram directly into her.
>He went face first into her crotch, and Nicole giggled sadistically as she grabbed his head and held him there.
>”Getting ahead of ourselves aren’t we, little man?” She laughed
>Underneath her skirt, Gumball coughed and sputtered, struggling to breath as his mother pushed him against her soaking pussy and thighs.
>He scrabbled at her legs trying to pull himself out but she just clenched her thighs together, before kneeling down, dragging him with her
>They ended up with him completely under her, as Gumball’s world went black.

>Coming to at last, Gumball groggily discovered that he was laying on a bed
>And that his hands were securely handcuffed to the headboard behind him.
>He was naked, and the chill air caused him to shiver
>This was the hidden basement room under the stairs. He recognized it right away.
>He wasn’t alone though.
>In the corner, as naked as Gumball, was Richard.
>He was crying and rocking back and forth, muttering only two things repeatedly
>”What have we done?” and “It was his idea”
>“D-dad?” Gumball tried to call to him, only for a hand to slap over his mouth from behind.
>”Oh, good. You’re awake. Don’t bother trying to explain anything. Your father already spilled the beans about your little game.”
>”So mommy went and got some supplements for you too. You’re a growing boy, but you could use some help.”
>As she said this, she showed him the little pill held between her thumb and forefinger
>Then she pried open his mouth and dropped it in, covering his nose to force him to swallow it
>After a few moments of vain thrashing he gave up, knowing he couldn’t resist.
>Nicole released him and gently pet his head cooing “Good boy. You know you have to take your medicine if you want to feel…”
>She walked around the bed into proper view at last, completely naked.
>”...better.” She savoured the word, staring down at herself and her transformed body, one hand idly playing with a nipple
>Nicole climbed onto the bed, sitting down on top of Gumball’s legs
>He stared at her with a mix of fear and arousal as his dick began to stiffen.
>In turn, she watched his erection slowly rise with an impatient huff
>”Took you long enough, little man.”

>Gumball had wanted her this way. Bustier and thicker, with an appetite to match
>But he had wanted her to slowly go mad from built uplust until he could have her on her knees begging him for sex when Richard couldn’t keep up.
>He hadn’t expected her to decide to just take him, nor for it to happen this quickly.
>”Now we find out if you have a hair trigger like your father.” Nicole said, giving his cock a few strokes before throwing herself onto it.
>Gumball strained against the handcuffs at the sudden force and vigour with which she attacked him.
>She seemed to be trying to suck his very soul out of him
>He cried out, half-mad with pleasure as he clenched his fists and fought not to cum
>He tried to kick his legs, but only succeeded in bucking his hips, to the delight of Nicole
>After a time, she came up and gasped for air.
>”Well, you survived. And I like that you’re getting into it.” She crawled along the bed until she was inches from his face “Looks like you’re my new boytoy, Gummypuss.”
>”Richard! Get out of here!” The blubbering rabbit fled the room with relief.
>”I had to amuse myself with him as best I could, but now that you’re here…”
>She pressed her nose against his as his cockhead brushed against her sopping pussy. “It looks like the real fun can begin.”

>Hours later, Nicole emerged from the basement and locked the door.
>Gumball was still handcuffed to the bed, and he was in no shape to run away
>But she wasn’t going to take any chances when it came to keeping her new favourite toy secure.
>She went upstairs and turned on the shower, noticed the mirror and admired herself.
>Yes, the boys were right, this was an improvement. But…
>She walked swiftly to the bedroom and shook her husband awake
>”Do you have any more of those pills?”
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Hey There Sailor
Just a silly little thing based off a picture

>”Permission to come aboard, miss?”
>Nicole turned on her barstool and nearly gasped at the man standing in front of her.
>He was the most handsome thing she had ever seen.
>Tall and powerfully built, he was nearly bursting out of his navy blues
>And that wasn’t the only thing blue about him. Aside from his whiskers, he looked just like her.
>The sailor gestured to the stool beside her, and Nicole shook herself out of her daze
>Maybe it was the alcohol, but she giggled “Permission granted.” and the young man sat next to her
>He ordered a beer and then asked ”What brings you here?”
>”Well…”
>She stopped cold. She decided not to tell him about how Richard had declined going out with her yet again
>and how she had come to the bar alone just to spite him instead of staying home with him like she had the last half-dozen times
>No, he didn’t need to know about her home troubles with her boyfriend.
>I’m just looking for a good time, I guess.” She said, trying to keep the bitterness from leaking into her voice.
>He gave her a look and smiled “I think a good time just found you…”

>...Nicole lay there in the motel bed, speechless.
>The morning sun began to flash through the blinds, and she turned over to get the light out of her eyes.
>In her new position however, she faced the spot where he had been sleeping.
>She reached a hand out to touch it. It was already cold.
>Nicole pouted. She’d never caught so much as his name, and now she knew she would never see him again.
>last night...god, it had been incredible. He’d done things to her that she, let alone Richard, didn’t know could be done.
>Richard...Oh god. She...She’d really cheated on him.
>Nicole was suddenly terrified. Terrified of being caught...what kind of story could she weave to pull the wool over his eyes as to where she’d been all night?
>Or...or should she come straight with him? No. No. Better not to risk everything.
>This had been a mistake. Just a mistake. It’d never happen again.
>Then another thought entered her mind.
>Nicole trembled and touched a hand to her belly.
>In her excitement she’d forgotten to...to make sure that he…What if she was...

>Nicole shook herself out of the memory and brought her back to the present
>“Mmmmm hello sailor...”
>Gumball stiffened at the sound of her sultry voice.
>It crashed over him in an invisible wave, leaving him frigid and trembling.
>He was soaked to the bone in his own cold sweat as two hands landed on his shoulders.
>One snaked inside his cheap sailor costume and made little whirls on his chest
>The other fell to hover above his belt buckle as a warm body hugged up against him from behind
>Nicole nibbled on his ear and whispered to her son as she ground her thighs together in anticipation
>”Come on...say it, dear…”
>Gumball nervously mumbled under his breath
>”Louder, dear.”
>“...Permission...to come aboard? Miss?”
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Someone posted:
The change
>Gumball starts becoming more and more isolated from everyone else
>the family starts to become concearned
>even penny tells Darwin that Gumball has been acting strange lately
>feeling bad for her son, Nicole gets out of bed in the middle of the night to check on him

What happens next /trash/?

>”Gumball? Honey?”
>Nicole slowly rapped on the door, but getting no response she opened it
>Gumball was sitting at the computer, his back to his mother
>”Gummypuss?” She called again
>the chair swivelled and Gumball smirked at her, except…
>no, it wasn’t Gumball.
>”Hello mother”
>”no, no this isn’t possible”
>”it took me a while to rebuild myself, and a little longer to take control again
>but I’m back. And little Gumball is gone forever this time.”
>Nicole fell to her knees in shock.
>”G-Gumball…” she whined
>”He’s gone. There’s only Zach now.”
>She looked up at him in mute horror
>”Oh, Since you’re on your knees anyways…”
>Zach unzipped his pants and gestured
>Nicole stared at him. At it.
>”But Richard…”
>”I’m the man of the house, remember?”
>Nicole’s head drooped in as if pulled by invisible ropes
>he scratched behind her ear as the room filled with wet slopping noises
>slowly but surely, a rumbling purr joined it
>”You’re good, slut.”
>mmmmm
>”from now on, I sleep in your bed. Richard can have the couch or the shed, depending on how long he protests.”
>mmmhmmm
>”I expect to wake each morning with your lips around my cock.”
>mmmMMmmmm
>”I will take you whenever, wherever I please. “
>mmMMmmMMmmm
>Zach loomed over her and smiled
>”and you will bear my children”
>Nicole pulled off him, and spurts of cum slapped across her face
>She gasped and gazed up at him
>“Yes master.”