It was a peaceful day in the sewers of New York, as the Turtles went patrol.
"I don't know why we're even here!" said Raphael, "There's no reason when it's this quiet."
His brothers all agreed. They even left their shells by the door to their home, going naked.
"Let's just fuck and get all this pretense over with!!" Raph said while stroking his girthy turtle dick.
"Heh, at least we get a FANTASTIC view!!" said Michelangelo feeling at Raph's muscled butt,
"We are so sexy, dudes! COWABUNGA!!"
"Typical of you to only think about sex..." Donatello sighed scratching at his pubic hair.
"You can talk, hun." Leonardo stroked Donnie's balls gently.
Little did they all know, that they would find something new and exciting in these passages.
Something that would change them, and their world...
Something that would make them gods.
But who should be the one to find the new ooze.
who is the first to grow?
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