Johnny Test Porn Story: Serious Johnny Chapter 2

Spinning, spinning, spinning; make it stop!

Johnny and Dukey spun and twirled in the strange vortex that they had jumped through minutes before. Lights and color flash in front of their faces, disorienting them and making Johnny feel sick.

“MAKE IT STOP!!!” Johnny cried as the spinning got even more intense.

Johnny felt the g-force of the spin slowly slow down and saw that his enviroment was being replaced by a new one. Slower and slower, Johnny got a look at the enviroment around him. The enviroment filled out and Johnny and finally stopped spinning a few feet over the ground; he was dropped with a dull ‘thud’. There was another ‘thud’ as Dukey landed right on top of him.

“You okay, Johnny?” Dukey asked as he got up and helped Johnny.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Where are we?” Johnny looked around.

It looked as if they were in a desert. Decrepit trees could be seen all over the landscape. The scorching sun beat down on the dry land, it was like a sauna.

“Where do you think we are?” Johnny asked.

“In a deserted desert.”

Johnny narrowed his eyes at his dog.

“Just kidding. We’re probably still in our world; no weird land configurations.” Dukey gestured to the area around them.

“Let’s go see if we can find anything,” Johnny said as he began to walk away.

And so began the walking, the boring-as-hell, long-ass process of walking. Walking, walking, walking…

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“Johnny, come on, it’s not the bad!” Dukey tried to shake the pale boy awake.

They had been walking for what felt like hours, bearing the hot sun and scorching heat. Dukey’s vision started to blur and his breathing became shallow. He could feel his dry lungs get smaller from the hot air he was breathing in, it hurt to breath.

“It’s so hot!” He whined as he began to slump on his knees.

Against the immense pain in his body, Dukey forced himself onto his feet. He scooped up the pale boy in his arms and trudged forward. The sand was hot on his feet, like walking in an oven, but he beared it and continued to shuffle forward. As he forced his body forward, Dukey noticed that the terrain was slowly changing; trees started popping up, some grass was starting to appear, and it was getting cooler.

“Hang in there Johnny, just a bit longer.”

Then he saw it, the thing that made him sprint forward. It was an opening to what kinda looked like a forest, but Dukey didn’t care about that, all he cared about was.

“AHA, a river!!”

Dukey thrust Johnny’s body into the clear water.

“Come on, come on!”

Johnny’s body began to flail around.

“Yes!”

Dukey yanked Johnny out of the water and Johnny angrily hopped out of his arms.

“What the hell, man?!” he exclaimed, “I could’ve drowned!”

“Nice to see you too, Dukey deadpanned.

Johnny bent down and shoved his face directly into the water and began to suck as much up as he could. He suddenly flung his head up gasping.

Air! Air! Then shoved his face back into the river.

While Johnny spazzed out over something to drink, Dukey calmly lapped it up with his tounge like a normal dog would.

“Slow down Johnny, or it might go down the wrong pipe,” Dukey warned.

Finally done, Johnny raised his head up and let out a satisfied sigh. After wiping his face of any excess water, he went over to a tree and sat down under it. He looked around at the lush forest, it was quite the lovely place, really; all the fauna was green, all the water was clear and clean, oh yeah, this would be a nice place to go and relax, which Johnny planned to do. Then there was the rumbling; the almost scary rumbling, it sounded like a growl, and was right behind him.

“Dukey.”

“Yeah?”

“Please tell me that was your stomach.” Johnny turned his head to his still-drinking buddy, who looked back.

“That wasn’t my stomach,” Dukey answered, then went back to drinking.

Johnny felt very hot, smelly breath run through his hair, and, despite fear, looked up.

“Ah!” He squaked at what he saw.

It was big, at least 12-feet-tall; had a bull’s legs; some kinda muscular, almost human torso; and it’s head was like a bull’s skull with amazingly sharp teeth and big horns.

Needless to say, Johnny pissed himself.

It loomed over the frightened boy, slowly and dangerously, like it was trying to see if it could kill Johnny with nothing but fright.

“Du-Du…dah-Du…” Johnny tried to say, but just couldn’t get it out.

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!” It roared.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!” Johnny screamed with it as his britches got even more soaked than they already were.

Dukey turned to see what the commotion was and also started to scream.

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!”

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!”

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!”

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!”

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!”

Still screaming their heads off, the duo took off into the forest. They zig-zagged around and dodge branches and trees in a futile attempt to avoid the creature that was hot on their tails. There was suddenly a loud ‘chop’-like sound, followed by some loud cracks. Johnny looked back and side-stepped as he saw a big-ass pine tree come crashing down. Dukey nearly jumped out of his fur when the tree crashed about a foot away from his head.

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!” The creature roared as it chopped away at the trees with the battle axe it pulled out of nowhere.

Now dodging death from above and branches, it really looked like the two were screwed. Then Dukey stopped, spun around and pulled out his laser pistols.

“We’re probably gonna die anyway, but let’s go down fighting!” He exclaimed as he took aim.

With a shaky hand Johnny grabbed his blaster and took aim. The two let loose, and man did it look pathetic. Most of their laser shots hit jack-s–t, went straight up in the air (They must really suck.), or blasted through trees as they shot around wildly. But the sheer volume of shots fired and the speed at which they were fired was immense, it looked like some kinda crazy light show was going off in the forest. Now, all the chopping at the trees had slowed that thing down and put it a fair distance away, so by the time they finally dropped it, that part of the forest looked like Swiss Cheese.

“Holy crap!” Johnny exclaimed as he looked at the forest area around them.

“I sure hope nobody lived here,” Dukey said as he lowered his blasters.

“What was that thing?’ Johnny questioned.

“I think it might’ve been a minotaur.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s part-man, part-bull, but I never recall reading about the skull head.”

“You don’t think there’s more, do you?”

There was suddenly a small growl. They both freaked and started shooting around even crazier than before. They struck poses and twisted their bodies as they shot into the trees and other parts of the woods. When it was all over, at least 80 percent of the forest was probably riddled with holes.

“We gotta stop doing that,” Dukey noted, “Ok, minotaurs are from Ancient Greek mythology, so that’s probably where we are, Ancient Greece.”

“We should probably get out of this forest, there could be more of those things here,” Johnny said.

“I’m pretty sure they’d all be dead by now,” Dukey said as he gestured towards the hole-ridden enviroment.

And so Johnny and Dukey began walking, again! But this walking only lasted for a bit, for the two quickly found themselves out of the forest and very close to some Greek city. Johnny took first step into the stone city, but the place was abandoned.

“Where is everyone?” Johnny questioned.

There was suddenly very loud cheering coming from somehwere in the city. Figuring this is where people would be and not wanting to miss what was going on, Johnny ran towards the screaming.

“JOHNNY, WAIT UP!” Dukey yelled after the boy and took off after him.

The docks.

A man with white skin and a red tattoo that streaked down his back and left side of his torso was talking to the people of Greece. He wore a brown skirt-thing with short brown shorts underneath. And he had some chains wrapped around his wrists. On his back were two warped blades; they had silver lining and were lined with spikes, sharp spikes; the inner area was orangish, and there were chains wrapped around the handles. His name was Kratos, a servant of the gods, the Greek ones.

He was talking about how the gods are sending him to Athens to fight off an invasion of strange creatures, and he was seeing if anyone wanted to join his army. So far, he had gotten a hundred people.

Behind him was a big boat, a boat he would use to transport him and his soldiers to athens.

Johnny and Dukey pushed their way through the crowd to hear what the man was saying better.

“If you are not a coward, speak up and join us against these monsters!” Kratos yelled in a gruff, powerful voice.

“What do these things even look like?” One random man asked.

“Messangers have said they are humanoid, but have blue skin and some of them appear to be monsters,” Kratos informed.

“Dukey, those sound like the aliens,” Johnny said, accidently loud enough for everyone to hear.

“Boy! You know of these creatures?” Kratos questioned.

Johnny and Dukey froze up at the suddennes of the powerful voice. Johnny turned towards the docks and spoke.

“Yes, I think I might,” He said.

Kratos then pointed to him and Dukey.

“I don’t think I like where this is going,” Dukey said.

Before they could react, some buff soldires had jumped them and restrained them.

“Lemme go!” Johnny yelled as he started to kick.

“They might be useful if they know of these creatures,” Kratos said to the soldiers, “Throw them in a cabin!”

Later at night on the boat.

Dukey layed on his cot as he stared up at the ceiling. Johnny was on the other side of the room laying on his cot, but he was laying on his stomach.

“Let’s see: aliens attacked our town and killed everyone we knew, we’ve nearly died from heat in the desert, we were nearly killed by a minotaur, and now we’re on a boat that’s sending us to our doom,” Dukey counted out, “All-in-all this has not really been a good day.”

“Ancient Greece sucks,” Johnny said.

Dukey grabbed the lantern, pursed his lips and blew out the flame, making the room dark.

“Good night,” Dukey said.

“Good night,” Johnny said.