Flintstones Porn Story: The Flintstones 2 – Chapter 1

The Flintstones 2

By BaskervilleDude99

Prologue

Cliff Vandercave ran as fast as he could away from the destruction of his brainchild. He wished he was on that beach in Rocapulco, safe with the money he embezzled from Slate and Company. But his vision had failed, thanks to that dimwit Fred Flintstone. As these thoughts ran through his mind, he heard a loud roaring sound, and he looked up to find a large mass of concrete falling towards him. He let out one final yell as the concrete piled up on top of him, and he blacked out.

Chapter I

One week later

It was 11:00 at night. Deep inside the Bedrock Museum of Art, the statue that was once Cliff Vandercave shook violently. Something was happening. An arm broke free of the concrete, followed by the other. Slowly the rest of the concrete fell away, and Cliff stretched his stiff muscles.

Finally, Im free from that concrete prison. Its time for me to take my revenge against Fred Flintstone! he exclaimed.

Not two seconds had passed when something large crashed through the roof of the museum, causing Cliff to dive out of the way. Once the dust cleared, he looked into the gaping hole in the floor. At the bottom was a large sphere that was glowing green. As Cliff stepped back, a little green person floated up to eye level with him.

Hello, Cliff Vandercave. I have been observing you from outer space, and I would like to help you destroy the dum-dum known as Fred Flintstone it said.

What are you? asked Cliff.

I am the Great Gazoo. I was sent to your pathetic planet as punishment for creating a weapon that can destroy the universe, and I had been observing the recent incident in which the one known as Fred Flintstone foiled your plan to steal millions of clams from your place of business. I would like to help you get revenge

Finally, someone who sees things my way! You dont seem like the kind of person that would betray me, so I think Ill let you help me in my quest for vengeance. Welcome aboard, partner

The two walked and floated out of the museum with one thing on their minds.

So, Cliff, do you know any good burger joints around here?