A High Jinks Mystery

Note from the writer: Trying something a little different with this short story. With this being my first ever fan-fiction based on a television show, I would like to point out that I do not own any of the following characters. Also, just a friendly reminder, all characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.

After an eventful afternoon, everyone in the town of Coolsville watched as the police and news reporters swarmed around the space center. What was a week-long mystery, ended up being solved by none other than Scooby and the gang.

As the crowd of people began flashing their cameras, the chief officer walked inside the building accompanied by two other officers. Being able to trick the monster into a dead-end room, the sleuths at Mystery, Inc. were able to trap the one responsible for the disturbances. Once the two officers handcuffed the perpetrator, Scooby and the gang circled around them along with the chief officer and Gwen, an astronomer at the Coolsville Space Center.

“I must say, you have not lost your touch.” greeted the chief officer. “Good to see you guys still got it after all these years.”

“Thanks! It was actually difficult at first until Velma here figured out who the culprit was.” Fred responded. “We then knew a way to trick him into a locked room until the police showed up.”

“Oh really? Who was it?”

With everyone looking at Velma, she adjusted her glasses and walked towards the offender. “You see, officer, the person responsible is none other than the new owner of the space station...”

She then grabbed the mask and pulled down to reveal his face.

“Alan Bowman!” She announced.

“Mr. Bowman?! How did you know it was him?” asked the chief officer.

“We have Gwen to thank for that.” Velma continued, gesturing towards her. “You see, last week there was a comet that flew over and crashed into the outskirts of Coolsville. I remember reading a news article about the generous donation the space station received to collect and study the crash site of the comet. When Gwen showed me the financial statements from the bank, not only was the deposited amount drastically different, but there were also millions of dollars taken out and no record of what it was spent on. Since then, the space center has had visitors come by after hours, trying to find out what they had discovered. Alan reported to the press that it was only chunks of space rock but that wasn’t convincing them. He would then put together this spooky costume to scare people away…indicating that Alan was hiding something.”

“Oh that is good detective work right there!” Exclaimed the chief officer, “But why did he do it?”

“Although I do not support his actions, there’s a very logical explanation for all this.” Velma said as she lifted her index finger. “You see, when Alan first bought the Coolsville Space Center from Mr. Sinclair, there was a lot of much needed repairs. For years, Alan had frequently asked for donations and every time, the amount he received was much less than what he wanted. Since the space center recently got a ton of money to investigate the crash site, he made sure to pocket some cash for himself.”

“And judging by the looks of the place, it’s apparently obvious that none of that money was put into any upgrades or renovations.” added Daphne.

“Like totally!” commented Shaggy as he gestured at a broken down rocket ship. “I mean, look at the Super Nova Rocket. It was the coolest rocket ever growing up. Now it’s just rusting away.”

The chief officer then glared at Alan who was in handcuffs. He walked up closer to him and proceeded to interrogate any information out of him.

“I must say, I am disappointed in you Alan. Millions of dollars without any trace. Where exactly are you hiding the money!?”

“I already told you…I spent it all on equipment for the space center. Everything is more expensive nowadays, you know that!” Alan argued. “You all are making a big mistake arresting me! I didn’t do anything!”

“Well, tell that to the judge. You may not get a lot of punishment for scaring people, but embezzlement is a much bigger crime. In the meantime, the press is outside wanting to know what happened.” the chief officer remarked.

As the officers escorted Alan to the front of the building, everyone else followed behind them. When they got closer to the front doors, Daphne noticed Velma wasn’t walking alongside them. Turning around, she saw her lingering behind. Her left thumb was holding up her chin and her right arm folded across her stomach, observing the space center. Daphne then walked towards her to see if she was alright.

“Velma, is everything okay?” she asked.

“I don’t know… something just doesn’t feel right.” answered Velma.

“Well what do you mean?”

“The money. All of it. It’s a lot for one person to spend it on such short notice.” she continued. “What if Alan ‘did’ spend it on equipment? Why didn’t he just tell us and where exactly is it?”

While Daphne talked to Velma, everyone else stopped and joined in on their conversation.

“Velma, like I think that is a mystery for another day.” Shaggy suggested. “Isn’t that right Scoob?”

“Rheah! Rats right!”

“How about we leave this place, talk to the press and then get dinner.” Shaggy mentioned. “I don’t know about you guys, but I am starving. I can already taste those chocolate-covered hot dogs.”

“That’s all you guys think about is food.” laughed Daphne.

After a few more minutes of commotion, the chief officer intervened in the gang’s conversation.

“Listen, I don’t want to be rude but there is a crowd of people outside waiting to hear what happened.” He hinted.

“He’s right, you guys better go.” Gwen added. “I can lock up after you guys leave.”

Velma then stopped and glared at Alan. He stared back at her with a displeased look across his face. She had this gut feeling that he was not telling them everything. After a few seconds of silence, she then spoke to him.

“Are you sure you spent the money on space equipment?”

“Of course I did! Everything was perfectly fine before you kids and your meddling dog started getting in my way!” He rebutted.

“All right, that’s enough.” vented the chief officer. “Let’s get going.”

As everyone started walking towards the front doors, Velma turned towards Gwen. Gwen stopped and looked back at her as if she was about to say something. She could tell Velma was thinking very hard about the missing money.

“Gwen…will you go with the gang in my place? I would like to look around here just a little bit longer.” She asked. “You did help us solve the mystery and we couldn’t have done it without you.”

Surprised at her proposal, Gwen smiled from ear to ear as she nervously asked if that was what she really wanted.

“You sure!? I mean…I would love to, but I am a little self conscious about my weight. Especially being in front of a camera and all…” she responded.

Gwen was indeed a curvy girl. She did have a chubby belly and thick thighs but she did also have very large 42E natural breasts that drew a bit of attention, despite the fact that she has a cute face along with a very bubbly personality. She was a huge fan of everyone at Mystery Inc. and even had a secret crush on a few of them. Even though they were in the midst of escorting a criminal, she enjoyed the idea of being part of the gang, even if it was for only one night.

“I am positive and you look beautiful Gwen!” Velma praised with a smile. “Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!”

Gwen’s face turned bright red as she was enamored with Velma’s compliment. Whether she meant it or not, Gwen didn’t care. She hurried towards Velma and gave her a big hug.

As the rest of the group headed outside, Velma stayed behind to investigate the space center. For the next 10-15 minutes, nothing out of the ordinary stood out. She looked in all the rooms, the desks and cabinets. Velma even revisited Gwen’s desk to look at the bank statements again until she saw the floor plan to the space center framed on her wall. She noticed a small area behind Alan’s office that was unmarked. Certain that she didn’t see anything there before, Velma went back into his office.

Carefully wandering around Alan’s office, she didn’t find any clues. Velma then walked over to a painting he had framed on his wall. It looked like an abstract representation of space by an artist she wasn’t familiar with. Admiring the painting more closely, she saw a series of numbers etched onto what looked like a rocket ship.

“052579”

Curious as if those numbers had any significance, she then looked around the room, trying to see if there was anything that could benefit from those numbers. Next to the door was a keypad right above a large air vent in the floor. Velma didn’t think much about it at first, passing it off as a security measure, but she was curious to see if these numbers would do anything.

Walking up to the keypad, she entered the numbers one-by-one. After punching the final digit, she then pressed the “enter” key. As soon as her finger lifted off of the key, the air vent cover that she stood on dropped. Velma immediately fell, sliding all the way down into darkness.

After a quick tumble, her glasses flew off of her face. Giving herself a few seconds to recover and collect her thoughts, she carefully got on her knees and started crawling around, feeling the floor beneath her.

“Jinkies…I lost my glasses again.” she sighed.

Velma eventually got up in the dimly-lit room. Her arms were spread out, trying to find a light switch. She made sure to drag her feet while moving to not risk stepping on her glasses. The room was cold and she was slightly shivering. Despite her wearing a brown skirt, her orange turtleneck sweater kept her from freezing. After a minute of wandering around, she felt a switch on a wall and flipped it.

As the lights flickered on, Velma’s blurred vision soon made out that she was in what appeared to be a secret lab. She could feel her hands touching the computers, trying to get more details about where she was.

While searching for her glasses, she unintentionally bumped into a door, causing it to open. There was a blue-ish glow lingering in the corner of the room. Carefully sliding towards the glow, Velma felt the temperature in that area get slightly warmer. She reached her hand up and felt the source of the glow. To Velma, she felt a warm glass container filled with an unknown blue chemical. Her impaired vision however had prevented her from seeing what was really inside.

Velma stood in front of an incubator full of a vibrant blue fluid. Inside the container held a translucent/amorphous creature floating in the liquid. It had no eyes, no face…no concrete form. It was about the size of a basketball and most of it consisted of tentacles, pulsing and altering its appearance.

She kept her hands against the incubator to keep warm. Soothing herself, she began to brainstorm ideas on how to reach out to the others without the ability to see. While lost in thought, the creature inside the small tank drifted towards her. Its limbs floated near her hand…sensing Velma’s presence. Letting go of the glass container, she decided to rest her hands on the counter that the incubator sat upon, only to accidentally hit a large button.

A small buzzing sound caught Velma’s off guard as the glass on the incubator began to turn. The blue liquid started to drain and to her surprise, the creature flung one of its tendrils at the glass in front of Velma.

The loud thud frightened her as she let out an instant scream and fell down to the floor. Laying on her back, she slowly looked up to see the blue light beginning to fade away. She then heard the sound of a machine locking parts in place and fluid draining. The miniature stasis tank has been emptied and was now opened.

Velma remained still. Her breathing was slowly picking up its pace, unaware of what her actions might have caused. The creature then lifted one of its tentacles and reached forward, only to realize that the pod it was in was now open. Its limbs began fluctuating, reacting to the new climate. The extraterrestrial started to move forward ever so slowly.

As it slid, Velma started hearing the sound of something slimy heading towards her general direction. She quietly crawled backwards as she was unsure what was happening. The extraterrestrial wrapped its feelers around the counter, and carefully made its way down. Its shapeless body soon began to quiver. The lab room temperature was too cold. The creature knew it was now in an environment that threatened its existence. It needed to find something like the pod it escaped from in order to survive.

“Is….is anyone there?” stuttered Velma.

She was indeed scared. All alone in a room where she cannot see, with danger looming near her. The alien twisted its gelatinous form towards the sound of her voice. It slid across the floor, slowly making its way towards her. A tentacle lifted up and surveyed the area in front of it. As it sensed life, it also sensed heat.

The alien glided up closer to Velma’s legs as she froze in fear. It extended one of its front limbs out and hovered over her to examine her body. Upon drifting over her stomach, the monster stopped moving. It studied her abdominal area closely. Velma continued to breathe quietly as she tried not to move in hopes that it would leave her alone. The cold air made things even harder for her to keep still. After a few seconds of studying her figure, the rest of the appendages on the creature began to squirm. It found a source to keep it alive.

Slithering up closer to Velma, the creature then flung a tentacle at her left leg, wrapping around her thigh and causing her to shriek. Velma quickly attempted to kick the slimy tendril off of her. Losing its grip, the arm slid onto her knee-high orange sock and pulled it straight down to her ankle. Another tentacle lifted up and launched at her leg again.

While fighting it off of her, Velma could feel the warm ooze that it was leaving behind. Once the second tendril stuck to her leg, she reached down with her hands and pried it off of her body. She was using her right heel to stomp the creature away but it was very persistent. Every time she fended one arm off, another one of its limbs lunged right back at her.

The creature quickly adapted to Velma’s strength and began to alter its form. Lumps started traveling across its entire body through each tentacle, slowly increasing in size and girth. As two smaller limbs ripple to the side, a much larger appendage sprouted from the front. The creature’s newly formed member rose up, targeting Velma. In one swift motion, it struck right at her chest, causing her to fall back.

With Velma laying down, the slimy tentacle monster proceeded to fling its limbs around her leg once more. After successfully wrapping around her thigh, it pulled its own body on top of her leg, securing its grip.

She leaned up only for the creature to push her back down with its large tendril. As the body continued to shift its form, 2 more tentacles emerged from the side. Both limbs then leaped over to her right leg, slithering around her upper thigh. She then lifted her head once more only for the giant appendage to push back down on her chest, keeping her on the ground.

The alien then curled the large limb and slowly began wrapping it around Velma’s neck. She quickly reached up and began to pry it off of her. She had a difficult time grabbing a hold of it on account that it was covered in a very slippery substance.

Gliding up her thighs, the creature started to multiply its tentacles rapidly, increasing its size once again. Four more larger tendrils started to form as its main body now rested on her skirt. The alien on top of Velma was gradually tightening its grip around her thighs as two more limbs began sliding up her sides and along her arms. She continued to fight the larger one around her neck as she felt the two appendages travel up past her elbows. The creature was then able to wrap itself firmly around her wrists and started pulling her arms down next to her head.

As Velma tried to resist the creature’s grasp, it began to pump lumps full of fluid into its tendrils, increasing their girth and tightening its grip. She felt it getting stronger and stronger. Soon, she felt the bottom of her sweater start to rise up, exposing her belly. Two more feelers started making their way under her clothes.

Gently slithering up her body, she felt the warm trail of ooze it was leaving behind on her flat stomach. Twisting her torso to fight it off, the arms soon made their way to her bra. Each tip then wiggled around her chest, trying to find a way around it until it managed to lift up her bra and slide underneath.

Velma then felt the creature’s warm organs meticulously began massaging her large 38DD breasts. As it slowly circled her mammaries, she felt the tips of each tentacle gently rub her nipples. She soon felt her tits perk up and her chest started turning red. Velma was getting secretly aroused.

The creature then felt her body temperature increase as it continued to stimulate her. It then altered its form yet again, wrapping more of its appendages around her while it made room for more. On the back of the main body, a bunch of its smaller limbs gradually started merging together, slowly forming an even larger tentacle. The creature then lowered the newly formed protuberance towards the bottom of her skirt.

While struggling for her life, Velma soon felt something very large and wet glide in between her trembling thighs. This new appendage was a solid 12” long and easily 3”-4” in girth. Drifting it underneath her brown skirt, Velma’s body tensed up as she felt the tip of the large tentacle soon pressed up against her panties.

“Oh no!” She cried.

Breathing fiercely through her nose, Velma gritted her teeth and made every effort to fight the creature off of her. She crossed her legs and inter-locked her ankles, preventing the alien from having its way with her.

Her stiff legs soon squeezed her thighs together, forcing the phallus away from her panties. The alien then unleashed another set of arms and moved them around her legs, making their way to her ankles. While still putting up a fight, Velma kept twisting and turning. Soon, she began shouting for help.

The creature quickly started to pump more fluid into the giant tentacle wrapped around her neck. Within seconds, the end of its large appendage extended another 10”-12”. It then curled the extremity and pointed at her face. Descending towards her, the alien focused on her mouth, waiting to strike. Once it got right in front of her face, the creature pressed its massive tendril against her lips.

Velma instantly pursed her lips shut and clamped down on her teeth. She was now unable to open her mouth as she knew the moment her lips opened, the monster was going to invade her body.

After a solid minute trying to force itself into her mouth, the main body of the alien started to crawl up to her stomach, kissing and massaging her body along the way. With the creature now attached onto her belly, she felt another arm slither around her hips. This one was thinner than the rest. As it reached past her hip, it made its way towards her lower back. Seconds later, Velma felt the tip burrow down into the back of her panties.

The tentacle then wormed its way in between her ass cheeks along her crack. Velma clenched up, doing whatever she could to keep it out of her. While resisting multiple appendages at once, the ones wrapped around her ankles started to pull her legs apart.

As Velma was distracted with the two arms prying her legs, the creature started pumping more of its fluid into the tentacle around her neck. Instead of growing, two more tendrils started to develop right below her jaw. Each was as thin as the one on her ass. Velma soon felt the two new limbs slowly glide on to her face and meticulously crawled towards her nose.

Her eyes started to bulge, realizing that it was going to plug up her nose, preventing her from breathing. It was trying to force her to open her mouth. She attempted to shake her head but it wasn’t stopping them.

The large 12” phallus that once got under her skirt made another attempt at her. As her thighs started to separate from the help of the feelers around her ankles, the monster shoved its massive member between her legs, forcing its way through. Once the head of the large appendage managed to slide past her quivering thighs, it then started to brush up against her damp panties.

Rubbing up and down against her sex, Velma soon felt her pussy getting wet. The two tendrils on her breasts continued to massage her while the one on her ass was nudging closer to her hole. The strain on her body was taking its toll. As she took a deep breath through her nose, trying to muster any bit of energy she had left, the tendrils on her face launched up into her nostrils, successfully cutting her oxygen supply.

Her face started turning red. Her body was shaking violently as the creature was ready to invade her at any moment. Velma’s eyes began to water. She knew she needed to open her mouth in order to live. The tentacle around her neck squeezed harder, forcing her to open her mouth. Hoping she could inhale really fast, Velma decided to risk it. Upon relaxing her jaw, she parted her lips to draw in the air around her…only to realize it was too late.

After the rush of oxygen entered into her lungs, the creature instantly thrusted its large tendril into her mouth and down her throat. A brief sound of Velma gagging escaped as it pressed past her lips. She never had anything this large and slimy enter her mouth before. As it wiggled its odorless and tasteless appendage deeper into her mouth, the rest of her body started to collapse.

The tentacle on her ass finally made it to her anus. Rubbing its tip against her rear entrance, it immediately began to burrow inside of her ass. Velma’s back quickly arched as she had just succumbed to the creature’s forceful advances. In an attempt to retaliate, she focused on the appendage shoved down her throat and bit down on it as hard as she could.

There was a little resistance from the alien, realizing what she was doing. To her surprise, the monster softened its tendril, enabling her to bite it clean off. As the limb separated from the body, most of it was still lodged in her throat. Squirming around for a split second or two, Velma felt the tentacle slither down her throat and into her stomach.

Gasping for air, Velma inhaled deeply as she now panicked that the monster was now inside of her body. She felt its severed limb crawling around in her belly. The tentacle before her started to pulsate again and within seconds, regenerated another limb in its place. The mortified look on her face when she saw it grew back enabled the creature to quickly shove the new limb back into her mouth.

The sounds of Velma slurping and gagging filled the room. The creature then began to alter its form once more while face fucking her. Lumps of fluid started traveling over her stomach and through the tendril that wrapped around her hip and into her ass. She felt it thicken up, stretching her anus in the process. After swelling up twice its original girth, the lumps continued to travel though. Soon, she felt a warm liquid shoot up into her ass. The creature started to inject its juices inside her.

Overwhelmed and frightened, Velma tried to clench her ass to stop it. Her mouth was still being invaded and her swollen tits were still being squeezed by the same two arms. The large phallus grinding against her panties covering the trembling pussy was making things worse for her. She felt her own juices began to seep out, unable to control her sexual urges.

The alien then dragged the knob of its erect appendage and delved into the opening of Velma’s panties. As she felt its massive, slimy limb push through her underwear, she made one final effort to fend off the creature. Its appendage managed to slide inside the fabric and started to gently rub the bare skin below her stomach. Slowly making its way down, Velma tried to bring her legs together to prevent it from entering her. Upon making its way to her entrance, the creature started to pump even more fluid into her ass.

With her lips around the organ violating her mouth, Velma started to moan. Her fists clenched as she kept fighting the overwhelming strain on her body. It wasn’t long until her energy fully depleted and her body finally gave in.

The muscles around her pelvic area started to relax. Velma’s aching pussy was now left unguarded. Pressing the head of its phallus against her lower lips, the creature then slammed its 12” tentacle deep inside her wet cunt.

Velma’s eyes shot to the back of her head as the monster had now entered her completely. The swallowed limb in her belly started to squirm around, exploring her insides. A lump soon protruded on her stomach, underneath the body of the creature. To her surprise, the swallowed tentacle made its way to the phallus that was buried inside her pussy. She then felt the severed tendril fused back into the larger appendage, causing it to expand inside her.

As it continued to violently fuck her in all three holes, the large appendage buried deep into her pussy started thrusting at a much faster pace. Soon, the tentacle started to swell up, pouring fluid throughout its shapeless body and into hers.

The rush of warm ooze started to flood her insides, slowly inflating her stomach in the process. It’s juices coated its own tendrils as they continued to fuck her, lubricating her even more thus making it easier to fuck her. Soon, Velma’s entire body went limp. Her hands loosened their grip and her shoulder slouched back. There was no use in fighting it anymore. She was defeated and the alien has won its prize. Her body was now the creature’s for the taking.

Minutes passed and the monster continued to breed Velma’s exhausted body with full force. Her large breasts jiggled as it proceeded to penetrate her vigorously. Sensing that she was now unable to defend herself, the creature started loosening up its grip on her wrists, face, and legs. Each limb started withdrawing, gradually reducing its size as it slowly fused back inside its main body. Some were even absorbed by the larger tentacles that continued fucking her mouth and pussy.

Her depleted body now laid on the floor, allowing the monster to have its way with her. While she was scared of being alone with this mysterious creature, she was a tad guilty of the pleasure it brought to her body.

“Th…this is so wrong…” she thought to herself. “ wh...why does it have to feel so good? It’s like it knows exactly what to do to my body to hit all the right spots.”

Velma’s eyes started to drift back into her skull as she was sluggishly losing consciousness. Her blurry sight soon started to fade in and out. After another few minutes of feeling what was being done to her, Velma finally passed out.

Unaware how much time had passed, Velma eventually awoke to the sound of a dog barking. She saw Fred and Daphne at her side lifting her head up as she realized they found her glasses and began to put it on her.

Velma finally had a good look at the room that she was in. It was indeed a secret lab full of what looked like brand-new equipment. She then turned to see Scooby Doo standing at the doorway, barking towards the room she was in. Shaggy soon grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back as the chief officer made his way inside the room.

“Miss Dinkley! Are you alright? What happened!?” asked the chief officer.

“Wha…what happened?” She whispered as she was rolling her head.

“We don’t know!” answered Daphne. “As soon as we got done with the press, we all came back inside to look for you but you couldn’t be found. The chief here threatened Mr. Bowman a harsher punishment if he withheld any information from him. After realizing you went missing, he finally admitted to having a secret room behind the lockers. Once we found the secret switch, the back of the lockers slid away from the wall, revealing the hidden door. That’s when we found you.”

“C…code.” stuttered Velma. “Code in painting.”

Velma then laid her head back and started dozing in and out. She was then carried out by the chief officer as everyone else followed. She vaguely recalled seeing them go into Alan’s office to look at the painting. After seeing her footprints on the air vent, Daphne stepped aside and entered the numbers from the painting onto the keypad, watching the air vent door open up.

“Looks like this was how Velma got in the room.” Fred pointed out. “We will let the cops handle this. Come on, let’s get out of here while we still can.”

Upon leaving, she then saw Gwen opening the front door for them as she looked very worried about Velma. Being carried into the back of the police vehicle, she saw her friends get inside the Mystery Machine. She started drifting off even more, not remembering the drive home.

Opening her eyes once more, she saw Daphne helping her get into her own bed. Everything seemed dizzy and felt off, like she was experiencing one weird fever dream. After pulling the blanket over her, Velma finally closed her eyes, giving herself a much needed night’s rest.

The following morning was quiet in Coolsville. Velma slowly awoke from her slumber as she started squinting, adjusting her eyes to the sun lighting up her bedroom. She laid still on her back, glancing at the ceiling…thinking about the crazy dream she had last night.

Taking in a couple of breaths, she then tried to lean up…only to feel suspiciously heavier. She fell back down onto her mattress tired and confused. It was as if gravity instantly weighed a lot more. With a little extra effort, she struggled to sit up until she felt something was off. Looking down on her bed she noticed that there seemed to be something underneath the blankets. Reaching over to the nightstand to put on her glasses, she then grabbed the comforter and pulled it right off…only to see her large, swollen stomach.

She sat there breathing very nervously. Velma easily looked like she was pregnant and well into the third trimester. Her breasts have also gotten much bigger as they were busting out of her bra.

“N…no…” she whimpered. “It can’t be.”

Velma then cautiously reached up with her right hand, trembling as she feared her dream last night wasn’t really a dream. Upon placing her quivering hand on her plump belly, she knew that it was real. It was inside her…and it started to move.