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Shaggy waited inside the fuzzy-carpeted Mystery Machine lounging on a bean bag chair. He was alone; Scooby and Fred had gone with Velma to the malt shop to plan their new found group: the Mystery Gang. It was dimly lit inside the back of the van; he was parked inside his garage. He fidgeted his thumbs around nervously. He was quickly becoming hard.

He was waiting for the girl named Daphne. She was the most gorgeous red-head he’d ever seen. Long flowing hair, an hour glass shape, and big tits. He was getting harder. He was waiting alone here, because he was supposed to ‘interview’ her. Fred had basically forced everyone in the group to at least give her a chance to be in the gang. Shaggy knew Daphne and Fred had probably fucked before; hell they were probably going out for all he knew. But he didn’t care; he was going to try to make a move on her, right here. He needed to approve of her to let her join the club. He slipped his hand down his pants and started massaging his hard on. He imagined his fat cock inside Daphne’s soft pussy. He had to have her!
There was a knock on the old van door, Shaggy? Are you in there?” It was Daphne. Shaggy quickly pulled his hand out of his jeans.
“Uh, come in.” he managed to say. He straightened himself up on the bean bag. The metallic doors swung open with a creak. Daphne stood in the middle of the doorway with light filtering behind her. She was wearing a very sexy skin-tight purple one piece. A yellow green scarf was draped over her neck which drew Shaggy’s attention to her bulging breasts. They seemed ready to pop right out of the skanky clothing.
“Ehem. If youre not busy staring at me…” Daphne said. Uh-oh. Bad first impression. She craned her head down and climbed into the back of the van. As she lifted her leg Shaggy caught sight of a very small red thong underneath her dress. His cock pushed against his pants, bulging outward. Shaggy saw Daphne dart her eyes in that direction.
“Oh god. Lets get this over with then. With the interview, I mean.” Daphne was staring with an irritated air about her. Shaggy proceeded in asking a couple a mellow questions about how she found out about the gang; Fred of course. They talked casually for about ten minutes. He offered her a joint- to mellow down- and the interview continued. While Daphne was getting used to Shaggy, Shaggy was fighting to hide his raging boner. He knew Daphne was kind of with Fred, but he asked the question anyway.
“So like how much do you want to be in the Mystery Gang man?”
“Oh I’d do ANYTHING. This sounds like my kind of club.” she said. Shaggy realized she wasn’t getting the hint. He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed.
“How about you show me how much you wanna be a part of this gang Daphne.” Shaggy said coolly. He took a huff of his joint and smiled. A surprised look arose from her. She looked nervously from side to side and then at Shaggy. He nodded his head in the direction of her breasts and smiled. “I like you, honestly I do, but I can’t be quite sure yet…”
“Well okay…” Daphne said softly. She reached slowly up to her neck and tugged at her scarf. It fell apart to reveal her cleavage. Her fat breasts were still snuggly tucked into her one piece. She pulled down the front of her purple shirt past her bra. Her large tits were wrapped in a sexy red bra begging to burst out and breathe. She stopped there and looked at him.
“Your gonna have to do better than that. This is a very exclusive gang.” Shaggy cooed wickedly at her. His jeans bulged, but he didn’t care anymore. His eyes were glued to Daphne’s chest. She then slipped her arms out o her shirt until the one piece was around her waist. She then reached around her back to unbutton her bra. Shaggy heard a light snap and it fell towards the floor. Her perky nipples stared back at him. Her perfect rack bounced freely as Daphne shook her head to fix her hair. Her red locks fell down across her shoulders.
“Zoinks! I gotta i…inspect t-this” Shaggy could barely get words out of his mouth. He leaned forward in his chair and placed his cold hands on Daphne’s supple tits. His rough fingers groped her breasts while he was squeezing a little. He could feel her hard nipples rub against the palms of his hand.
“Your gonna let me into the gang right? I mean this is…” Daphne began to say. Shaggy saw that she was blushing and looking towards the roof of the van to avoid eye contact. She was in all likely-hood worried now.

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