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Midnight L.A. - 2021 Posted by: Panda Thug at 03-02-2021 16:16 PM, Last Modified 03-04-2021 10:33 AM
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Midnight L.A.
2021

By Panda Thug


Year: 2021 Time: 1:03 A.M. PST

A drone shot of the entire Los Angeles metropolitan area would be seen, flashing red beacons on skyscrapers along lit up office building windows, with vehicles seen roaming the streets from the ground below the drone. A low attractive African-American voice cuts in: “Hello… my name is Panda Thug, I’m pretty cool. Y’know, this city infested with low-lifes-” A couple of anthropomorphic black wolf male and female furries walking along the cracked-carotid sidewalks within a mixture of other species. “—poverty, police brutality.”

A group of male Dalmatians and German Shepherds dressed in dark red hoodies and bright blue jeans could be seen handing out packets of cocaine in miniature ziplock bags while some glancing outside the dark alleyway, seeing if there were law enforcement officers around. A parked pitch black undercover 1993 Chevrolet Caprice 4-door sedan across the street from the drug dealers can be seen. The sedan flips its red and blue police lights on. One of the Dalmatians noticed that police lights at first glance, he would scream in a panic: “5-0! 5-0! C’MON! GO! GO! GO!” as he begins sprinting quickly down the alleyway.

Others would follow as the police vehicle’s rear tires screeched against the pavement, white clouds of smoke seeping from its tires grinding against the asphalt. The sedan accelerates quickly, making a sharp large U-turn as the rear end of the sedan swings to the left. As the vehicle turns into a dark alleyway, the main police siren begins screaming as the sedan's engine roars like a lion chasing after a gazelle. Just when the group of dogs finally reaches the other end of the alley way, another L.A.P.D police interceptor turns into the other end of the alleyway, this time a 1995 Ford Crown Victoria P71.

The group of dogs stopped right in their tracks, quickly looking around as it took them a couple of seconds to realize that they had been caught. Police officers in blacked-out police uniforms climb out of their vehicles. All four of them being male German Shepherds. They would aim their Glock 18 handguns at a group of drug dealers. The third one saying “Let me see those hands boys! We know the difference between punks like you and low-lifes livin’ on welfare pensions.” The main dalmatian of the group sighs, cursing under his breath as the police officers get closer and closer towards them. They would forcefully grab them by the back of their hands and brutally slam them down towards the dirty trash littered pavement.

“Hehe… welcome to Midnight L.A. baby~.” Everything immediately goes dark. Then instantly, “I woke up this morning” (the Sopranos Mix) playing in the background, following a montage of an interior shot of a 2013 Cadillac Escalade 7-seat sport utility SUV with the outside shots of other civilian vehicles driving by and citizens walking along the sidewalks.
The fourth wall switches to an eye-level shot of Gucci Aviator sunglasses looking in the rear-view mirror, slightly revealing my dark brown eyes through the darkened shades. Then, my left hand with golden sparkling finger rings while my left hand is gripping the steering wheel. A few seconds later, my black widow-colored SUV is seen flipping its left turn signal as it turns left onto the freshly smoothed asphalt driveway leading to my 1201 Laurel Way ultra-modern mansion. One Cadillac being a 2013 Cadillac SRX 4-door sport utility would be parked inside the garage.

I’d pull my SUV inside the garage next to the Cadillac SRX, then opening the front driver-side door and stepping it out, the driver-side door slams shut behind me. The theme song would finish after the door slams shut, ending with a record scratch.


Episode 1
The Beginning

Between both of my large fingers would be a regular cigarette with the tip of it burning with fiery embers as smoke arises from the cigarette’s tip into the air. I can be seen sitting on my leopard-print futon couch as the large Samsung 80-inch flat-screen TV plays its daily Saturday afternoon broadcasts. My 2006 Motorola RAZAR flip phone would begin vibrating in my left pocket, along with its 8-bit ringtone. “Ugh! Wonder what kind shit she’s in this time?” I’d flip the phone open, then hold it up to my left ear.

“This is the Panda Thug, who THE HELL am I speaking to?!” My sister’s lovely sweet voice answers my question at the other end of the line. “Oh momma’s boy!~ How LONG has it been since we went our separate ways after we both departed from our parent’s gorgeous mansion?” I would reply in a sarcastic tone. “What do you want Jessica?” The fourth wall switches to her spinning around in her office chair, a young 28-year-old 6’7 inch female with dark black long hair covering her left eye. She would be wearing a professional black women’s business suit with black heels and a black blazer along with a black skirt.

Two beautiful dark brown eyes to go along with her stunning sexy-mouth watering appearance. She would stop spinning around in her chair. “You know what I want you strong fine-looking motherfucker….” Her voice began trailing off, and a few seconds later she would start letting out quiet whimpers with slapping wet sounds. Her eyes go cross-eyed with her tongue sticking out of her mouth as lines of light pink blush form under her eyes. A male Mewtwo Pokémon would open her office door without knocking. “Uh, ma’dam-” Jessica would spring up quickly from her chair, startled by him barging in, she would start lecturing him with profanity.

“WHAT THE HELL ROBERT?! YOU MOTHER FUCKER!” The Mewtwo would slowly begin backing away out of her office with a flustered face. “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t know!” She would reply furiously with an angry tone. “OH! YOU DIDN’T KNOW?! C’MERE!!” There would be glass shattering and smashing at the end of the line with blood-curdling screams, then the phone cuts out.
“That was just… wow. I mean, I know my sister is sweet and cuddly and all but- damn.” I would giggle playfully at myself as I closed the phone shut, putting it back in my left pocket. Likewise, I would continue to watch mind-numbing television shows. When the fourth wall switches to the Los Angeles Skyline, it begins time lapsing through the entire city, stopping at about 12:59 AM PST. I’d stare out from the mansion’s balcony, watching Los Angeles’s cites downtown skyline while holding a glass of vodka.

“Los Angeles, the city of angels, am I right?” My daughter Stacey would be sitting down on one of the balcony couches near the squared shaped modern fireplace pit. A young 18-year-old with a stunning sexy appearance that leaves a young man’s penis stiff as a rock once she walks by him. A white cropped tee with tight short ripped blue jeans, dark brown eyes and short left swayed hair above her right eye and traditional Chinese tied up hair in the shape of a ball on the back of her head. And two diamond pierced earrings.

She would slowly look up at me, scoffing as she says “Yea, city of Angeles alright…” rolling both of her eyes. I would slightly glance at her “You know Stacey, you're sexy as hell. All right?” I would turn around, looking at her with a smirk on my face. “And I know you love me, because I always hear your bed squeaking and creaking through the walls, saying how “nasty” and “kinky” I am.” Her face would begin blushing, herself biting her bottom lip. “N-No! NO! No, this isn’t happening.” She would get up from her seat, turn around and walk back towards the glass sliding doors.

I’d grab her right arm before her left-hand reaches the door handle. I would spin her around quickly, facing her entire front body towards me. “You know you love me Stacey.” I’d then kiss her lips softly, my tongue seen bulging through both of her cheeks as long drips of saliva escaped both of our lips. Soft muffled moans escape from her mouth as she kisses me, her eyes going crisscrossed while she moves her hands all over my back slowly. She’d back away from me, breaking the kiss along the way. I looked at her, confused. “Hm? What are you doing?” Then, instantly without any warning, she’d get down on both of her knees and start unbuttoning my pants, desperate for my large girthy vain-covered cock in her aching mouth-watering mouth. I would place one of my hands on her head as she pulled down my boxers, revealing a monstrous black-colored semen-oozing sausage. She looked up at me with a pleased smirk.

“My, My father!~ Such a humongous dick you have!” One of her hands would grab half of my shaft, she’d start stroking it up and down as she began to suck the large tip of my cock slowly while biting it playfully. Both of my eyes and ears twitch in pleasure while she pleasures my bulging stiff cock. Slapping and sucking noises fill the air, puddles of saliva appearing on the floor. I groaned and moaned under my breath quietly, savoring every single lick and suck she gives. “W-What a good girl!~” I’d say in a stammering voice. She’d giggle to herself as she sped up the process rapidly. Sucking harder and faster until her mouth meets a water fountain of semen, thin spurts of translucent seed fills her mouth as my cock is seen throbbing very hard. She’d gulp down every last drop of semen from my member, acting as if she ran an entire 5-hour marathon with not a sip of water.

Stacey looked up at me as she slipped the entire tip of my cock out of her mouth. “Thanks dad.” She said in a grateful tone. “No problem Stacey, anytime.” I'd smile at her. 

THE END

Watch out for Episode 2! ;3
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Panda Thug: Midnight L.A. is finally finished! Please, care to comment and share this story with others!EPISODE 2 IS COMIN SOON!!!
Panda Thug: Alright, lemme clarify something here before everyone starts criticizing on this story in the comments down below. When I started writing this story 2 days ago, one side of my brain was trying to turn this story into a script as the other half of my brain was trying to make this a story, and it was an all-out world war 3 inside my head. So! Thats why my story here isnt perfect. Because its half-script, half-story. Anyway, feel free to comment down below and share your thoughts on this story Im still creating.

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