But It's Alright, Ma (It's Only the Master Race)

As the care bears began setting up their stages for 'BearStock - Care for Billy as He Cared for You!' the town gathers at the festive lights and happy sounds. Shortly the thumps of helicopters can be heard as various musical acts arrive.

Everyone had lots of fun drinking electric pink kool-aid and stumbling around talking and listening to the groups. The concert went on all day and all night closing with the legendary band, It Really Doesn't Smell Like Fish!

"Gimme an 'H'"

"H!" roars back the ecstatic crowd!

"Gimme an 'A'"

"A!"

"Gimme an 'N'"

"N!"

"Gimme a 'D'!"

"D!"

"Whats that spell?"

"HAND!!!"

"Whats THAT SPELL?"

"HAND!!!"

"And it's one-two-three,
What are we jacking for?
Don't ask me I don't give a damn,
Just give me a lube covered hand,
And it's five-six-seven,
Open up those sticky pages.
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee, just let the cum fly!"

As the song progressed the care bears came wafting through the crowd riding on soft clouds of love and caring. Near the edge of the huge crowd at a tree line sat Princess Grace, MsKate and MsTara. They had been tormenting PantySue for sport and fun, "Go ahead sweetie edge for us again, good girl" giggled Princess Grace. The three mistresses had the side benefit of NOT letting lucky, jem or ace edge though they kept begging to.

MsTara mildly distracted since no one was being beaten was the first to notice, "Somethings wrong!"

All seven peer into the increasingly thick clouds observing various town folk cumming their brains out while dimly seeing a care bear approach saying, "That's good, go ahead and cum, let it all out and sleep. I'm here for you now, I'll always be here for you. I care for you!" As each townie falls into a deep slumber.

"LUCKY!" shouts an alarmed Princess as she sees him edge towards the fog, "COME HERE!"

The group retreats into the tree line. "What are we going to do?" asks jem.

"We need a fortified place to lay low!" says MsKate.

"Well I do have a castle just up the road a bit," replies MsGrace. They head for the castle.

The next morning ace extends a massive telescope towards town. It's one he just happened to have for 'bird watching.' He watches intently before reporting back to the depressed group.

"Best I can tell everyone is being escorted around by a care bear. Otherwise it looks peaceful."

"We need more information!" says MsTara, "Anyone get any calls?"

"All lines are down, the town is under a total blackout." replies MsKate.

"I'll go."

They turn and see jem standing there. She's decked out in too tight camouflaged short, shorts. A midriff t-shirt in a matching pattern and a large sun hat with pink sneakers.

Lucky gapes at this mixed message, "You might consider cargo pants and boots."

"And cover my tat? No way."

They discuss it for a bit before deciding that jem should do some recon. Jem heads out promising to return that night. The night goes by, no jem.

That morning there's a large contingent of care bears standing at the castle gate. The remaining group peers down at them over the ramparts. MsTara calls down, "What do you want? You sons of English K-niggets!" MsGrace stands next to her with Betsy.

A bright pink care bear calls up, "We want to care for you. Jeremiah said we could find you here."

"Jeremiah?"

"Once called 'jem.'"

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH JEM?!" screams a frantic Princess Grace, sighting the bear with Betsy.

"Jeremiah is being cared for. His thought patterns have been deemed not ordinary and so is in one of our hospitals undergoing therapy. You will have to do the same since we care so much about you and your well being."

"Your saying jem's insane?"

"Until he complies with our therapy he will remain under our constant care. He seems to see himself as a girl and genetically speaking he's not. Until he admits to this under his own volition we will continue to punish him. Jeremiah will not be permitted to experience the wonder and beauty of orgasm until he complies!"

The group huddles behind the parapet, "We've got seventy days at least!" giggles Princess Grace, "Thank God it wasn't Billy ... or maybe that would have worked, he'd be wrecking the place from the inside out inside of five days."

The group ignores the care bear contingent and starts to plan in hushed whispers and giggles.

Around two AM that night the three Mistresses head out through a secret passage PantySue had designed but had forgot to mention to Princess. The three Mistressteers as they called themselves entered through a full length mirror next to Princess's panty drawer, looped around her dressing room, past her bedroom, her shower stall, and her shoe closet. All of which contained full length mirrors of the two-way variety.

She wheels on Tara and Kate when she hears the snickers, "Well what should I have expected? I'm in a castle full of perverts!"

Tara and Kate, giggling, reply in unison, "We're sorry Grace, but it is funny!"

They head down a few levels and there's a door. Princess opens it into a hallway with jem's, lucky's, pantysue's and billy's bedrooms off of it, "Figures," she mutters, making a mental note. They continue down and outside through some bolted door and around some bushes hiding it. They creep into the night towards Paradise before heading in three different directions.

Princess is hiding in some brush near Bob's BigG Assed Buttplugs Emporium when she sees what appears to be a small kitten, dressed as a ninja, scurrying down the alleyway between two stores. She watches it as it quietly slides its samurai sword from its scabbard. A yellow care bear goes past the alley when the kitten thing suddenly leaps up and beheads the hapless bear before darting back into the shadows.

"What the fuck?" whispers Princess before remembering what she's here to do. She arranges the two Molotov's, lights their wicks and pitches them at two of the stores. Out of the corner of her eye she sees the arcs of other cocktails. The dry wood of the stores catches almost immediately.

Paradise starts to burn.

And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.