A cartoon caper

[Fionafan]

This story began on a teen fiction forum for Ben 10, but gradually grew into something a little too adult for the readers there. Dads may know Ben 10, and his cousin Gwen, and may even have heard of Gwen’s deadly enemy Charmcaster. The two teenagers have numerous confrontations in the cartoon series, and by the time my story happens, Gwen is just 18 and Charmcaster turned 20. Both are beautiful, while Charmcaster is a little taller, stronger, and rougher.
The background to this scenario is that Charmcaster has been repeatedly fighting and beating Gwen Tennyson, while Ben has been away on a mission. Usually Gwen has special powers, but in Charmcaster’s presence these are nullified. Charmcaster is an evil but beautiful young woman with the powers of a sorceress. Before this scene Charmcaster had seduced Gwen’s boyfriend, and with him commenced on a reign of crime with Ben 10 away, and Gwen not up to the task of stopping her.
Charmcaster was keen to inflict another defeat on Gwen in front of her growing number of followers and had asked them to suggest the next venue for a fight, dragging a subdued Gwen by her hair. Before they had decided, Charmcaster decided for herself to take Gwen onto the beach.
This episode of Ben 10 would require more than the usual 13 rating. The story may appear on other Ben 10 related forums in one form or other, but may have a wider audience here. All characters in the story are fictional.

Since Charmcaster, Gwen and the group of chattering teenagers were standing amidst the tables and chairs of the beach cafe it seemed ideal to take Gwen down onto the beach and see what fun could be had there. Most of the teenagers who had gathered around were dressed for the beach anyway, even if Gwen wasn’t. Gwen struggled in Charmcaster’s grip, her hair held tightly, and the taller villainess gave the redhead’s long shining hair a sharp tug as a warning to stop struggling.
“We are going to the beach boys and girls” announced the stunning purple and silver clad villainess. “First though, we need to dress this Barbie doll here in something appropriate”.
There was a ripple of approval from the group. They all gathered round as Charmcaster made Gwen stand still next to her, in the centre of the circle of onlookers.
“Raise your arms in the air Gwen!” ordered Charmcaster, and Gwen dutifully did as she was told, standing apart from Charmcaster arms raised, chest thrusting out, while everyone around jostled to get the best view.
Charmcaster cast a spell, and a purplish haze wafted around Gwen briefly. As it dispersed, there was a gasp as Gwen’s sneakers, jeans and tee shirt, and underwear faded away to be replaced, in a sudden burst of purple tinged light, by a teeny black thong and matching bikini top.
Whistles of appreciation came from both the boys and the girls in the watching group. They knew Gwen had developed into a seriously hot looking heroine but it was only when they saw her in the skimpy bikini that they realised just how amazing her body was. Combined with that pretty face, wild lustrous hair, and sensual cat like grace Gwen was not just hot, she was stunning.
Charmcaster let everyone drink in the sight of Gwen stripped to reveal her almost unprotected body. The thong exposed the heroine’s taut round bum cheeks deliciously. The bikini top revealed enough of her breasts to satisfy those in the group eagerly assessing their shape and the way they jutted unsupported from her ribcage said quite a lot about their consistency. The bikini top was a string type, with cups that were in effect just small triangles of material designed to cover only the small area of flesh immediately around the nipples. The inner and outer curve of each half melon breast was deliciously bare. The bikini itself was made out of the most exquisite silky smooth material which made it look as though it had been spray painted on to her.
Some of the group began to chant “Fight! Fight! Fight!” anticipating witnessing Charmcaster forcing the stunning bikini clad beauty to fight her. They were surprised at what happened next.
“I am not going to fight you again” shouted Gwen firmly, looking round at Charmcaster.
“Enough is enough. Send these people home”.
“Oh I don’t think so my beauty” said Charmcaster, patting Gwen’s rubbery bum cheeks with her hand and making them quiver. “These good people are here to see me defeat the great Gwen Tennyson, again, and don’t you think they deserve satisfaction?”
“These people have become twisted by your evil you witch!” responded Gwen, allowing Charmcaster to fondle her without response.
“Did you hear that!” called Charmcaster, brushing a hand through Gwen’s hair and stroking a smooth cheek. “Maybe you should decide. Should I send you all home, or should I teach this Barbie doll some manners and fight her for you?”.
“Fight her!” was the unanimous response from everyone.
Gwen was shocked at the lust emanating from the group of 18 and 19 year olds for battle. She looked around them, seeing a mix of athletic guys and pretty toned girls all displaying hot beach bodies in their Speedo shorts or bikinis.
“I will not fight you Charmcaster. You cannot make me.”
The villainess growled in anger. She wanted Gwen to respond. She wanted to beat the red head senseless, but she wanted Gwen to try and make a fight of it. Here she was spoiling her fun. Well she would show her.
“Let’s see if I can persuade you then!” said Charmcaster and followed by her group of followers she began to force march Gwen down the beach holding the heroine’s left arm up behind her shoulder blades.

After about fifty metres or so they came upon a sprinkling of people sunbathing. Charmcaster scanned them quickly and found exactly what she was looking for. Lying on a large beach towel next to her husband (judging from their rings) was a very beautiful woman, probably in her 30s, with light brown hair, sensuous blue eyes, and a lovely well cared for body. She was obviously confident in displaying her curves because she wore a revealing expensive looking bikini. She was toned, lightly tanned, manicured and very hot. Charmcaster expertly assessed her figure as a 35c 24 36, and judged that the c cup breasts within the light blue bikini top were just as she liked, firm and round, like two large half melons thrusting out from a sleek smooth torso. No tan lines, an unblemished honey coloured skin, and a light coating of oil all combined to make this woman the perfect choice.
Her husband was athletic looking, dark haired and of similar age. If the couple had children they were not present, and there was no legacy evident from the woman’s gorgeous body.
Charmcaster waved her hand and a spell was cast. It formed a feint purple sphere around the husband which would restrain him indefinitely until Charmcaster removed it. The woman lay on her front reading, unaware of Charmaster’s approach, but when the villainess knelt beside her and reached into her bag, the woman gasped in surprise and tried to turn. With one arm twisting the shocked woman’s arm up behind her back pinning her, Charmcaster read from a card she had found.
“Caroline ” it says here. “Presumably this is your husband ?”
“What?” gasped Caroline, “Dan!” and the woman twisted and struggled. Her attacker was hurting her arm though, and looked strong and slightly frightening. There was something evil in those eyes thought Caroline.
“He can’t help I’m afraid, and you my hot looking friend are my warm up act”.
Caroline was here on vacation, and had no idea what was going on. Still she was not easily panicked, and felt herself a capable woman. This girl looked no more than 20 (an accurate guess) and who was she to threaten her.
“My friends are over there and you can’t get away with this. I don’t have money on me at the beach if that is what you want.” Said Caroline, as Charmcaster let her up to her knees.
“Where are your friends? Point them out!” said Charmcaster.
Caroline pointed to where a tall muscular man with slightly thinning hair lay next to a model like brunette.
“And who is she?” asked Charmcaster, intrigued at not having herself noticed this beautiful woman.
“Fiona, and she is with her husband, but why should I tell you their names.”
“Because I demanded it!” said Charmcaster slapping Caroline across her face. “The full name!”
“Fiona T****” gasped Caroline holding her hand to her stinging cheek. The girl had hit her. She couldn’t believe it.
Charmcaster raised another spell which caused a further restraining field to surround Fiona and her husband.
“Thank you” said Charmcaster, going to kneel down facing Caroline on the beach towel, about two feet apart.
“Gwen! Will you fight me?” the villainess called up to where Gwen was watching looking worried.
“I said no” said Gwen.
Charmcaster turned back to face the beautiful older woman and reached out her clenched fist and brushed it against the woman’s lovely smooth belly.

TBC