24/7 Title: Supermarket Mayhem

"THIS IS WHY I DON'T DO THE SHOPPING!!!" Thought Clyde as he groaned from within his beer can burial, having been covered from head to toe in the cans, barely moving as the shopping cart rested over his body. Things were not looking good for him. If he hoped to escape with his belt, Clyde needed to get some distance to take Kelli down... Even if that meant facing Heather's wrath for coming home empty handed.

As Kelli uncovered his body, Clyde would sustain hard stomps to his arms, legs, torso and head, causing him to grunt out with each hit he took, wincing from the pain a bit. Eventually though Clyde tried to turn over and grab a lone beer can but not to drink it, rather he would try and shake it up bit before swiftly turning to Kelli in order to desperately spray the contents in her face.

Kelli was doing a good job of uncovering Clyde from the mound of beer can's when the Texan grabbed one of the beers.. As he opened it, it pretty much exploded having already been shaken up by the pyramid toppling.

"Ahhh!!! ..Bastard!" Kelli shrieked as the first spray flew straight into her eyes, but of course a good portion of the liquid going over the front of her tight white t-shirt.. The beer doing what any liquid does to a tight white t-shirt covering on a girl so well!

Kelli stumbled back a couple of steps, giving Clyde a bit of space as she wiped frantically at her eyes

"HAHAHAHA!! Yeah! Git Sum!" Clyde would exclaim loudly and proudly as he sprayed the contents of beer on Kelli's face in an act of desperation, apparently blinding her as a result, along with wetting that tight white T-shirt of hers, causing Clyde to grin devilishly at the site as he watched Kelli stumble back. He'd be lying if he said he didn't take a moment to stare at her wet perky chest but he didn't take too much time to admire the view.

Clyde's package was STILL hurting from that low blow he received from Kelli but could otherwise continue fighting. He then scrambled up to his feet as fast as he could on the large pile of beer cans despite the pain between his legs, looking over at Kelli as she stumbled back and wiped her eyes. Wasting little to think about a plan of attack, Clyde charged The Italian Rebellion Hellion at full speed, attempting to spear her hard into the Western Domestic Beer rack behind them, most likely causing the large box of 12-pack's at the top of the shelf and fall over them due to the impact.



(OOC: Example)

Through all the eye rubbing, Kelli only managed to catch a glimpse of Clyde's blurry image as he ran right towards her, driving his shoulder into her stomach.

"UGH!!" Kelli huffed out as her small tomboy form bent over, her now beer damp breasts pressing down over the back of his shoulder blades as he drove her back right into the beer rack with a deep thud... A number of boxes cluttering down off of the rack right on top of both of them, a few single cans toppling and one or two of them bursting a hole that sprayed the foamy beverage up over both Kelli and Clyde.

Keeping his shoulder plugged into Kelli's stomach, Clyde would grit down tightly on his teeth while the boxes of beer fell over them, closing his eyes as few cans bursted open and sprayed the two, soaking their bodies and heads, wetting Kelli even more. Heather wasn't going too be happy if Clyde came home smelling like beer, let alone being soaked in it, but he didn't have much room to care as he felt he needed to put Kelli away.

"That's an intoxicatin' aroma you got there, missy..." Clyde would tease to Kelli with a sly grin as he pulled his head out of her stomach and tried to grab her by the back of her hair and haul her down the asile before he reached the Produce department, trying to get her close enough before attempting to preform an Irish Whip and fling her into the collection of peaches.

Kelli grunted deeply as Clyde snagged a handful of the back of her hair and pulled her out of the beer shelf, a couple more boxes falling to the ground as she stepped away. Beer was now trickling all the way down her body, her hair soaked through with it and clothing equally soaked... Her latex items of clothing given a glimmering shiny while on the other hand her t-shirt now very see through, enough for Clyde to realize that Kelli wasn't wearing any bra on under that tight shirt!

Kelli allowed herself to be dragged towards the collection of peaches, but as he grabbed her wrist and swung her towards it, she planted her feet hard on the floor and turned.. Trying to swap the momentum Clyde was throwing her with and use it to instead Irish whip him right towards the pile of peaches!

Upon pulling Kelli away from the rack of beer, Clyde's eyes would in fact scan Kelli's chest, seeing her bare breasts through her soaked white T-Shirt, emitting a slight chuckle and smirking a bit at what he discovered, but otherwise not making a big about it yet. Perhaps he'd make a teasing comment to her in a moment after whipping her into those peaches. However, as Clyde tried to do just that, he would find his Irish whip completely reversed by Kelli as she swapped the momentum and whipped Clyde right towards the stack of peaches.

"Aww Shit... Gaah!" Clyde would let out as he went forward, his legs hitting the small boxes below, causing him to fall forth with the momentum that sent his upper body and face right onto the peaches that would scatter and fall onto the floor as Clyde crashed into them. He only remained there for a moment before his body slid off to the side, falling onto his hands and knees with a few peaches raining over his back, trying to hurry and get back on his feet.

Kelli stormed forwards, body dripping with beer as she reached down to grab Clyde up on his knees by the hair facing her..

"Now what do you think about this 'intoxicating aroma' huh?" She growled at him before taking one step back, still holding his hair so that he wasn't going anywhere, at least not easily... She would then suddenly lunge forwards and twist her hips as she did, aiming to ram the side of her thigh right into his face so that she'd catch his nose and lips right on the bare part of her skin between the purple latex leggings and purple panties.

"Agghhhh!" Clyde would let out through his gritted teeth as Kelli pulled at his hair and forced him up to his knees, wincing at the yanking feeling upon his scalp as she held his head in place with a rough grip at his hair. He was about ready to push away from Kelli but she took a step back and would end up lunging forward to ram the side of her thigh hard into Clyde's face, striking his nose and lips, making his head whip back a bit from the impact.

"Guh!" He grunted from the hit before his head returned to Kelli's leg, finding his nose and lips mashed against her thigh from the way she held him by his hair tightly "Uuummphh..." Clyde let out with a muffled groan from against Kelli's thigh, slightly dazed by the hit she gave him.

Kelli sucked in a couple of large gulps of air as she kept ahold of Clyde's hair, allowing his face to gently rub into the side of her thigh partly on the latex of her leggings and partly on her bare skin.. Seems he was getting on so well with her thigh, Kelli figured she'd give him a little more thigh action.

Briefly checking over her shoulder to make sure there wasn't any loose peaches on the floor directly behind her, Kelli would suddenly let herself drop backwards to the ground while still holding Clyde by the hair. Opening her thighs in midair, Kelli would try to sling them around Clyde's head so that as her back hit the floor, she would be snapping her thighs shut tight in a head scissor lock. Clyde would be given a nice view directly at her purple panty as she kept ahold of his hair to stuff his face deep in between her thighs and squeeze on.