Ben 10 Porn Story: Of Smoothies and Loose Change Chapter 1

You’re a dollar
short, kid. Ben stared at the acne-ridden teen who was serving
him. A dollar short? How could this happen? When it came to Mr
Smoothie, Ben always had more than enough money with him.

…Oh. Um, just
a sec. Ben began rooting around in the pockets of his jacket. He
was convinced he’d have some loose change stuffed somewhere.
Unfortunately, his pockets produced nothing but a few cents and a
lint-covered lollipop. The pockets of his jeans didn’t help much
either. Could he possibly trick the employee into thinking that a
couple of Sumo Slammer cards and a hairy lollipop were valuable?

Look, kid, I
ain’t got all day. You can either just take the one smoothie and get
lost or pay up. But, like, hurry. My boss’ll cut my pay if he thinks
I’m slackin’.

Ben was just about
to offer up his goodies, when he felt something vibrate against his
hip. He gave the employee a sheepish smile and plucked his phone out
of his jacket pocket. Oh, goody. A message from Kevin.

‘Hurry up,
Tennyson, or I’m driving off without you.’

Charming. Ben
mumbled, and sighed. Placing his phone back in his pocket, he handed
over the money he had and took the one smoothie, grabbing a straw
before leaving.

Ben glared at Kevin
as he sat down in the passenger seat of Kevin’s green Dodge
Challenger. He placed the one smoothie on top of the dashboard.

Um…where’s
mine? Kevin asked, raising an eyebrow.

I didn’t have
enough money on me, so I could only afford one. Go buy your own.

Have you seen
the size of the line, Tennyson? Kevin pointed inside Mr Smoothie,
proving his point. I’m not going in there.

Well, then, this
is mine.

Ben grabbed the cup
and raised the straw up to his lips. He was suddenly stopped by
Kevin’s hand closing around his wrist.

Now, Benji,
didn’t Momma Tennyson teach you to share?