Johnny Test Porn Story: Testing 1 2 3 Testing Chapter 6

Ohayo Tokyo! Konban wa New York! Konnichiwa London! CJzilla here with another chapter! In this chapter we find Johnny lost and alone, resembling something that happened to me as a child… (CJzilla shivers) Special appearences by Agent White and Agent Black and the whole of Porkbelly’s voluneteer firefighter squad! Enjoy!

As I smash this city to pieces, alls CJzilla has to roar is this: R&R! Love one me, hate on me… I don’t care.

DUKEY! DUKEY HELP! came the plaintive cries of Johnny Test as he beat his fists on a wall of plastic.

Dukey, Johnnys talking dog and best friend heard his owners cries for help.

JOHNNY! Johnny, I hear you but I cant see you! the dog called back, starting to panic. Where are you?!

From inside his plastic prison, tears were threatening to come out of the eleven-year-olds eyes.

I-I-I dont know w-where I am! Johnny cried back, wishing his friend was right beside him. GET ME OUTTA HERE! Dukey! Please GET ME OUTTA HERE!

The dogs heart was inside his throat as his mind raced for options.

Just stay put Johnny! Dukey returned. Ill go get help! Stay right where you are!

Hurry Dukey! the boy called back. I dont know how much longer I can last!

With a wave of panic shooting through the dogs body, Dukey ran to get anyone who could help his best bud. And the closest people to Johnny and him were inside the food area. Pushing open the door, Dukey bounded up to the table where Susan and Mary Test were seated.

GUYS! the talking dogs eyes were wide. Johnnys in trouble!

Susan and Mary looked up from their burgers and gave Dukey an unimpressed look.

What? Mary asked.

Dukey slapped his forehead.

Johnnys in trouble! the dog flailed his arms in the air. Come quick!

Susan scoffed.

Cant he be in trouble after we finished our burgers? the red head growled.

Dukey fell to his knees.

I told him not to wolf his burger that fast! I TOLD HIM! the melodramatic dog cried. But he didnt listen and now hes got a cramp and is stuck in that plastic prison!!

Both super-genius twins sighed.

We come to McBurger Prince once in a great while and what does Johnny do? Mary waved her hand.

Gets stuck in the plastic play area, Susan finished.

Yes, Susan, Mary, Johnny and Dukey were at a fast food restaurant. Apparently Johnny had wolfed his child meal and then raced off to the play area. Now, the spiky-haired eleven-year-old was stuck inside the plastic jungle gym.

The girls sighed again.

Isnt Johnny a little too old for the play area? Mary asked propping her chin up on her hand.

Dukey was panic-stricken.

Who cares?! the dog gasped. Hes lost and disoriented! You guys are his sisters! DO SOMETHING!

The girls would usually tell the dog to keep his voice down since the world wasnt ready for a talking dog, but McBurger Prince was a different place. The people and employees of the chain fast food restaurant just didnt care.

All right, all right, Susan got up from her chair. Lets go get our annoying brother out of the play area.

Mary sighed and followed her sister and dog into the kids play area.

Johnny! Johnny, Im right here! And so are Susan and Mary! Dukey yelled up the plastic slide. Are you still alive?!

There was silence from inside the plastic jungle gym. Dukey started to hyperventilate.

Johnnys dead! the dog fell on his stomach dramatically. I knew I shouldnt have left him alone! Its all my fault!

Susan and Mary rolled their eyes.

Johnny, Mary called up the slide as she stepped over Dukey. Youre freaking Dukey out. You gotta come out.

Still nothing.

Johnny? Mary peeped, now getting concerned.

Susan huffed, pushed past Mary and stepped over Dukey.

Johnny! This is stupid! People are starting to stare! Get you butt out here, NOW! the girl fumed.

When she expected her idiot brother to slide down the slide and accuse her of being a wet blanket, alls Susan got was a groan that sounded almost like a death rattle.

Johnny? Susan peeped, now concerned.

Nothing.

SEE?! Dukey cried. Johnnys dead!

Okay. Now the twins were getting scared.

What do we do? Mary gasped. Johnnys in deep!

Okay, okay, okay, Susan gulped. We need help!

Meanwhile inside the plastic jungle gym, Johnny was trying to survive. He was starting to hallucinate after ten minuets inside the plastic madhouse.

Survivors log entry number 67, the eleven-year-old said into an imaginary hand-held recorder. It seems like an eternity since I last heard Dukeys voice. I can only hope that he got out safe and wont have to die a death that I am dying right now. Fate has always been good to me, but why now she decides to return the flowers, I dont know. All I know is, I wont last much longer in here.

It was dark, well dark red to be precise. The from the outside colorful plastic was a brilliant neon red, but on the bitter inside, it was a foreboding blood red.

Ive been up and down every porthole and corridor in this devils play house. I tried retracing my steps, staying put and searching for another exit. But its no good, Johnny continued mumbling into his hand. Im hopelessly lost. My prison taunts me and toys with my sanity. There are windows here, but they dont open and even though people see me, they wave at me. They think Im some funny child having the time of his life in this sick death trap. I know Im not the first nor last victim because Im pretty sure I saw the remains of another gullible eleven-year-old down one of the crazy tubes.

He looked down a dark corridor of the jungle gym.

How these plastic kid traps are legal, baffles me, Johnny said. Im hot and that kid meal I just wolfed down is starting to talk back to me. My only hope is in Dukey. Perhaps he can convince someone to-

Johnny! Johnny! he heard a voice.

The eleven-year-old held his breath and he listed hard.

Johnny! there it was again!

It sounded like one of his sisters.

Susan?! Mary?! Is that you? the blond called back.

Yes Johnny! Susans voice was distant. Were here and were working on a way to get you out!

Johnny never was happier to hear his sisters nasally voice.

Hurry! Johnnys voice was carried through the plastic jungle gym walls and down the slide to the rescue party outside. It smells like feet barfed in here!

From the outside of the play area Susan, Mary, Dukey, secret agents Black and White along with the local Porkbelly firefighting squad wondered what to do.

It is a tragedy that your brother fell victim to these nasty fast food restaurant jungle gyms, Agent White expressed, a burger in one hand and a soda in the other. My professional advice: Stay away from them. They smell like feet and little kid barf.

Isnt your brother a little old to be in the jungle gym? Agent Black asked the super-genius twins.

Yeah, he is, Mary answered.

Therein probably why hes stuck in there, Susan explained. His eleven-year-old butt has gotten too big for those small spaces.

But you gotta admit, Dukey defended, gesturing toward the play area. Once you get hooked on these things, its hard to turn back.

I agree, secret agent Black smiled, holding a burger and fries. Ive been in the same situation as Johnny not too long ago. The rescue effort was tremendous but the headlines werent so kind.

Dukeys mouth dropped to the ground.

YOU were the dude that was stuck in the kiddy slide at Patty Palace?! the dog blurted out. It took all of the volunteer firefighters in Porkbelly to pry you loose!

The secret agent hung his head as the dog laughed.

Im still not allowed to look at the Patty Palace without paying a fine, Agent Black pouted.

Can we focus on Johnny? Mary gestured. My little brothers stuck like some rat and we have to be home by 2 or dads gonna go supernova!

Then Susan turned to the secret agents.

Sorry to bug you two on your lunch break, Agents Black and White, she stated to the two eating agents, but would you happen to have a military-grade flexible cable with a camera on the end?

Agent White thought for a second.

Does this camera on a cable have tiny wheels? he asked.

Yes, Susan returned.

We have four of them, Agent Black returned. Theyre in the super secret van. But it would be a violation and abuse of super secret military-grade rescue equipment

Think about it, Dukey said to the two men. We have a boy trapped inside a fast food restaurant play pen in need of rescue now! I say this is an emergency worthy of military-grade rescue equipment!

Agent White and Black thought for a second.

Well do it! the agreed.

Minuets later, the military-class rescue camera-on-a-cable was fed up the plastic slide.

Johnny! Mary shouted up the slide. Were sending in a camera to find you! Stay put!

Johnny heard his sisters voice and curled up into a ball.

I am off of fast food restaurant play pens FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!! the eleven-year-old shouted to the heavens.

Just then something hit him in the side. Jumping, Johnny was surprised to see a round camera on wheels connected to a cable starring up at him.

Susan! Mary! Dukey! Is that you?! Johnny picked up the camera and shouted into it.

From the outside world, Dukey, Susan, Mary, Agent Black and Agent White got a visual on the eleven-year-old.

Look! Mary said pointing at the screen. There he is!

Wait Didnt we just send that camera thingy up there just two seconds ago? Dukey questioned. Then Johnny must be right by the slide! Hes so close to freedom!

Dukey, Susan looked at the dog. Got to the slide and tell Johnny to follow the camera cable.

The mutt saluted and ran into the play pen area.

Johnny! Johnny, just look to your left! Youre right next to the slide! the dog shouted up into the plastic jungle gym.

IM HEARING VOICES!! came the reply.

Obviously Johnny wasnt sane enough to find the way out. Dukey leaned out the door to the twins, secret agents and firemen waiting in the food court.

Johnnys delusional, the dog said. Is there another way we can get him out of there?

Susan and Mary were at a loss.

Its too risky to send more people in there, Agent White thought out loud.

Isnt there something you firemen can do? Mary asked to the nearest fireman.

Well, the fireman replied. We once saved a cat from a PBC pipe using codename: Courtesy Flush But its never been successful on a human

Were desperate! Susan pulled on her hair. Just get him outta there!

The fireman nodded.

Aite boys! he shouted over his shoulder. Its codename: Courtesy Flush! You all know what to do!

Johnny was still yelling into that camera on a cable.

-Im not having fun! the eleven-year-old told the camera. You guys need to get me outta here before I get hungry again and start eating my own-. Hey Whats that?

The blond heard water, lots of water.

Great! Johnny crossed his legs. Now I gotta pee!

But before another word came out of his mouth, the eleven-year-old was flushed through the plastic jungle gym by hundreds of gallons of water.

Susan, Mary and Dukey stood in the food court, looking through the glass as the fire-hose pumped high-pressured water through the play pen.

You think itll work? Dukey questioned Mary who was standing right next to him.

It has to or our goose is cooked, Mary replied, frightened to think of what her dad might do to them all.

With that much water pressure, Agent White voiced, eating his burger. Nothing would stay lost for long.

And just like that, a soaked eleven-year-old was squirted out of the plastic jungle gym and onto the floor. The firefighters stopped the water and it was safe for everyone to go into the play area.

Johnny! Johnny are you all right? Dukey was the first at Johnnys side.

The blond spat out a mouthful of water before sitting up.

IM ALIVE! he cheered. Never let me do that again!

Dont worry Johnny, Susan put her hand on her brothers shoulder. Well make sure you never do that again.

Hey everyone! everyone heard Agent Black call to them. Im inside the jungle gym!

Inside wasnt the term to be used. The man was stuck in the small plastic slide in the jungle gym. Everyone sighed.

Better crank on the hose again, Agent White yelled out to the firemen.

The firemen cheered.

Courtesy Flush is a go!

R&R! LONG LIVE ROCK!