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Post by observer on Feb 13, 2011 0:38:09 GMT -4
"Wow, that stuff is really good." He said, grabbing another. "Even has a tingling after taste." --- "Well your not me." She growled through clenched teeth, causing herself to snort louder. She glared at Tottles as she threw a punch, forgetting the changes she'd already gone through and the possible consiquences. --- "Your not?" Fatso asked, mocking shock as she heard stretching noises coming from under the table. " But you have a nose and big feet like a clown."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 13, 2011 0:44:29 GMT -4
He felt his belly rumble as the first fudge finally reached it. It was odd, as he didn't often have a "vocal" stomach. --- Tootles simply giggled and caught the fist. She then pried the girls fingers open. "Let's see what we have here!" she said. --- The girl gasped as she looked under the table to see her flipflops lost under impossibly huge feet.
"AH! Someone Help Me!" she shouted.
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Post by observer on Feb 13, 2011 0:51:54 GMT -4
"Weird, I had lunch just half an hour ago. And my stomach's never been that loud before." He said, rubbing his stomach with one hand. He tossed the second piece of fudge into his mouth. --- The red head stared in shock as Tootles pried her fingers open. "What are you *snort* doing? Let me go." She said, finding it impossible to get out of Tootles grip. --- "I am helping you." Fatso smiled, taking another breadstick. "Your a human in a clown pizza joint. You stick out like a sore thumb, so I'm helping you fit in better." She said as the girl's violet hair started falling out on top.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 13, 2011 1:03:30 GMT -4
He then felt an odd numb feeling spread across his body, and then it happened. He started getting shorter. --- Tootles took the girls middle and ring fingers and held them together. This caused tingles to flow through her hand. --- She saw the hair fall onto the table and her hands shot for her head. "Bald? Why am I going bald?!!!" she screamed.
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Post by observer on Feb 13, 2011 1:25:12 GMT -4
"What the? What was in that fudge?" He asked, watching as everything around him got bigger. He quickly looked down at his arm and pinched it. "Ow. Okay, not dreaming." --- The red head looked at her hand in shock, recognizing the tingles she had felt in her stomach and butt. "No, stop." She said as her two fingers merged into one. --- "It's a condition most to all hobo clowns have." Fatso said, pulling out a pocket mirror as the girl's eyebrows became drawn on lines.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 13, 2011 1:28:23 GMT -4
Unlike previous victims, he was not becoming a child, but had just gained a childish stature instead. As of the moment he seemed the same except for being three feet tall. --- The other hand began to tingle too and followed suit, becoming a cartoonish three fingered mitt.
"Oh, I do love three digit clowns!" --- "Ah! I have a beard!" she said feeling it.
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Post by observer on Feb 13, 2011 14:21:09 GMT -4
"I wonder if someone 'spiced' those brownies." He said, looking at his shorter body. A chill suddenly went through him as his skin began to get paler. --- The red head stared at her hands, touching her face to make sure she wasn't seeing things. "You..." She said to Tootles. "Stay...*snort*...stay away from me." She said as she backed up, forgetting her changes until her butt met the wall sooner than expected. --- "And the cutest freckles I've ever seen." Fatso giggled. Both of them stared at her belly as it rumbled. They watched as a pot belly began to push out.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 13, 2011 15:09:29 GMT -4
He held up a hand and looked at it as it turned white as snow, which matched the rest of his arm, and although he couldn't see or feel it, he knew deep down, that the rest of his skin matched. Some strange hallucination. --- "Oh, it's too late for that. I am not going to stop until you are perfects! she giggled as the girl's skin around her nose began to turn pink, and then the pink began to spread. --- "This is impossible" the girl said. She was turning into a grotesque cartoon, and she couldn't stop it. She wanted to cry, but was stuck watching her transformation.
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Post by observer on Feb 13, 2011 15:29:03 GMT -4
"What is going on here?" He asked himself, scrathing his head. He suddenly looked startled as he felt his hair start to puff out against his hand. --- The red head was about to say something when she caught site of her reflection in the mirror. She stared at it in horror as the pink rapidly spread across her body. --- "Anything is possible with magic dear." Fatso giggled, watching as the girls clothes began to change.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 13, 2011 15:32:20 GMT -4
As it puffed up into an afro style cut, it began to turn rainbow colored, the curls glimmering in the stores light. --- "See, you are going to be so pretty. And I think...*burp*...you are gonna love it" Tootles said. --- Well then you can turn me back into a human then! So do it! Please, I beg you!"
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Post by observer on Feb 13, 2011 15:47:10 GMT -4
"Whoa..." He said, feeling how big his afro was. His nose suddenly started twitching a bit. "Aaaa....aaaaa....Achoooo..." He sneezed. --- "No...No I'll never *buuuuuuurppp*." She started to say before letting out a big belch. She covered her mouth in shock, trying to hold back a second belch she felt coming. --- "Are you sure that's what you want?" Fatso asked as the girl's clothes finished changing into a patchwork yellow dress, a hole in it just over her potbelly.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 13, 2011 16:06:22 GMT -4
As he did, his nose popped out into a round orange ball that looked rubbery. --- "Uh oh, my bad habits are rubbing off on you." she giggled as she patted the girl's huge butt. --- "I don't want to be a clown, if that's what you are asking, thank you very much!"
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Post by observer on Feb 14, 2011 14:59:16 GMT -4
He shook his head, trying to get what he thought was an illusion to disappear. He reached up and grabbed his new nose, squeezing it to see if it honked. "I'm turning into...a clown?" He asked himself curiously. --- "Stop tha..*Bbbbbuuuuurrrppp*." The girl belched, swating at Tootles hand. Suddenly she let out a loud fart, startling herself. "Please...*snort*...stop." She said, a tear running down her cheek as she let out a wet fart. --- "Alright." Fatso said, pulling out an odd looking coin as a pair of run down heels appeared on the girl's feet. Her left heel had a hole in the toe. "Just flip this coin in the air and say 'make me normal'. You'll be back to your old self like that." She smiled, placing the coin on the table infront of the girl.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 14, 2011 23:20:58 GMT -4
He felt an odd sensation in his feet that worried him as his shoes began to feel tight. --- "Oh, come now, you are going to be so silly and make so many people laugh!" she said. "no need to cry over a beautiful life you will lead" --- She looked at you. "I'm not falling for that." she said. "I say that, and it makes...this..." she added pointing to herself "my normal state of being. I'm not a simpleton."
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Post by observer on Feb 15, 2011 13:08:39 GMT -4
"Oh no..." He said, realizing what was going to happen if he was becoming a clown. He quickly tried to get his shoes off, but only got 1 off before his feet tripled in size. --- "But I *snort* don't want to make people laugh." The girl said before letting out another burp. "And what's so *burp* beautiful *snort* about this?" She asked, gesturing to her new look & ill fitting clothes. --- "Such a smart girl." Fatso said, slowly picking the coin up from the table. "But I bet there's one thing you didn't think about." She giggled.
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