7 RNG: Texan In Another World - V1.7 - Breakdown (2/2)

Mike lost all reason and nearly lost the ability to stand upright while the five tongues found themselves covered in cum. Watching them clean it up till there was nothing left made him feel even more ecstasy.

”That was incredible.” Mike fell backward into the bed and the girls all came up to his body to bask in their triumph.

”Now, now we can relax.” Cara saw the still throbbing cock of Mike and put it back inside of her, milking it for everything it had.

About an hour later they left the room and went for something to eat. They found a nice restaurant and ordered the special. It was some fish and vegetables that didn't look too inviting but were suppose to have revitalizing effects. Mike was skeptical, but he was feeling a bit drained.

Electrolytes were not exactly labeled in this world. Mike drank down his tea and then remembered a few things that were going through what little of his mind that was working a bit ago.

”YES!~” Mike shouted.

”Its a bit late for that statement” Mona giggled, setting off a chain reaction with the others.

Mike got up, Kissed each one of them lightly.

”No, I figured it out.” Mike started to explain.

”I figured out what to do about my TRUCK!”

”If I cast the Centrifugal force spell on my flywheel, That'll get my truck back on the road.” Mike immediately understood the irony in his own statement.

There was no road.

”Dammit.”

Mike was enamored with the idea that he could get his truck back on the road, and without fuel. But he just had to mention the road.. or lack thereof.

”Why don't you just make the truck fly?” March had a good question.

”Flying Truck? Wouldn't that mean I'd need to have my ability going the entire time its moving?” Mike started to respond to her question, gently.

”I think If its something big it takes more energy, It would be better If i just cast the flying magic on myself and stored the truck in the ring.”

”Although, If I drove it on the ground where there's no road.. I'm probably going to break my truck.” Mike made even more points clear to himself. Flying truck or Driving truck, its going to get damaged if its used on this world.

”I love this truck though... ” Mike really wanted to have something to do besides work all day, and he did want to go home sometime.

Mike dissolved his need for fuel and driving his truck. The only roads around were rocky, at best. Even carts were regularly broken during travel, which is why more of the Poocha Merchants were carrying spacial devices. Not only would it ease the burden of theft, Putting things away also removed the weight involved in transporting. When Mike puts the truck into the ring, It doesn't feel like he carrying the truck.

Mike knew what to do. If he couldn't have the truck to run, he'd have a radio.

”Well, I've been trying to figure out what to do about Gas for a while. The Prince hasn't gotten back to me on the drilling progress, but I'm sure it will come around one day. When there is enough oil, we can produce some petrol if it comes to it.” Mike stroked his truck like a lover getting ready to go off to war.

”Ole babe, I'll get you outta this ring and back on the road sometime soon.. okay” closing the tailgate and checking the inside of the cab for anything he could use, Mike found a condom, and a screwdriver.

”At least you know how to get screwed.” Mike laughed to himself as he talked dirty to his truck for a bit.

Pulling the door panels off, Mike took out the speakers and a bit of the excess wire. He then went for the radio. It was nothing fancy, 2 speakers and power. Getting it running outside of the Truck would be a problem, however Mike had a solution.

He took the alternator off and left the belt on the truck. The alternator would rotate and keep the radio working, at least until it burned out.

”Okay.”

Mike closed the doors and rolled up the windows on the truck before putting it back into the ring for safe keeping.

Standing in front of a workbench, the girls watched Mike play with some colored wires and connect them to the shiny pulley. When Mike cast a centrifugal force spell on the alternator pulley itself, the radio showed a power on light. When he stopped the spell, the radio went completely dead and then he realized he needed the battery. After retrieving it Mike connected the battery in succession and felt satisfied enough for the moment. It wasn't until he put all of the parts into a box that he felt safer about it.

Mike didn't expect to make a big wooden radio. His ingenuity aside, the girls didn't quite understand what he was doing. They had heard the radio come on in the truck, but they didn't make the connection that it could be removed. Connecting his Mp3 player to the tape deck Mike felt like the 1990s had come back for just a moment and turned the music on. It was Tui Dub by Salmonella Dub, a mellow tone that entranced the girls with its melody.

The things mike kept showing them made them feel warm all over. He had blown their minds on occasion, they were satisfied that they had been given a chance to blow his for once.

The girls danced and swayed to the music and when it came to an end they all walked up and kissed Mike on the cheek or face, or lips.

”Um, Thank you.” Mike blushed slightly and turned the radio off. He put it away and the group made the trip to the market. After sex and a song, dinner is nice. Mike found a place that had meat on a stick, all the girls were content with a meat choice. The fish earlier wasn't quite enough to fill their appetites.