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Post by Ebak on Feb 12, 2009 6:21:50 GMT -4
Nods "Oui! What 'ave vou to zay about zat?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 12, 2009 6:23:15 GMT -4
"Neato!" she said happily as she farted.
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Post by Ebak on Feb 12, 2009 6:27:31 GMT -4
Laughs as with another press your wearing clown clothes like us...although...they are very messy, you wear a very greasy pink baby doll dress with blue polka-dots. Under the dress are bloomers, with the occasional hole in them. Your yellow and white stripped socks are also holey and the sole appears to be comming off your new clown shoes. A collection of boogers sit on the dress. It looks like you haven't ever washed your clothes. "Oh my! Zhe Ztinks."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 12, 2009 6:31:58 GMT -4
"You are making me stinky?" she asks
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Post by Ebak on Feb 12, 2009 6:33:52 GMT -4
"Vou already are...do you mind?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 12, 2009 6:35:43 GMT -4
"No" she says picking her nose, and farting "It seems normal enough. What else you got"
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Post by Ebak on Feb 12, 2009 6:39:37 GMT -4
Laughs "What else you want?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 12, 2009 6:40:44 GMT -4
"I don't really know...surprise me"
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Post by Ebak on Feb 12, 2009 6:43:00 GMT -4
laughs and I press a button, your belly balloons out as you become fat, like us, your clothes stretching around you.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 12, 2009 6:45:13 GMT -4
She starts to sigh and moan, thrilled by this last change "More" she gasped.
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Post by Ebak on Feb 12, 2009 6:48:45 GMT -4
I laugh and keep the button held down until you weigh about 500lb "We need a name for you.." I wrinkle my nose at your stench. "Hmmmm...due to your very stinky odur...how about Pew Pew The Clown?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 12, 2009 6:51:36 GMT -4
"That sounds nice" she said posing for you to get better aim.
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Post by Ebak on Feb 12, 2009 6:55:21 GMT -4
Laughs as it hits you and the new name and personality fills you, becoming french as well. I wrinkle my nose and point the remote at us 3 and press a button....all of a sudden...we love her stink....so stinky and wonderful. "Oh Pew pew...your zo ztinky....mmmm..and zlobby...grubby...make us as zlobby, ztinky and grubby as vou, pleaze!" I kiss her, any other person would gag at her terrible breath, but it merely intoxicates me more.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 12, 2009 6:56:53 GMT -4
"How would I do zat?" she asks
(Head to the new thread to continue)
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