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Post by observer on Mar 31, 2011 5:42:18 GMT -4
Bouncy turned when she heard the yell & took off running toward it.
"What's all the yelling about?" The clown girl asked, walking back out with a bar of soap in one hand & a bottle in the other. "It's not like anyone can hear you." --- Fatso applied the lipstick easily, adding some curls at each end. "There, now for some blush." She said, digging through her purse. The girls hips continued growing wider, leaving her with an exagerated pear shape.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 31, 2011 11:00:23 GMT -4
"I..I sowwy" he cried, no longer to resist his childish need to let it out. "Pwease tun me back!" --- "Ooh, that stuff feels good" she said, noting that it was something she had never said about makeup before.
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Post by observer on Mar 31, 2011 14:01:08 GMT -4
"I'll think about it." She said, setting the bottle down on a table. "First, lets get you a bath and clean you up." She smiled, picking Bo up. --- "If it wasn't the best I wouldn't wear it all day." Fatso giggled, pulling out a miniture case of blush. She grabbed a brush and swirled it over the blush before applying it to The girl's cheeks. It left a pink pinwheel design on her cheeks as her eyebrows became drawn on lines.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 2, 2011 14:06:55 GMT -4
Bo decided not to fuss, so as not to make matters worse. He sniffled a bit and looked around as she carried him. --- "Well, that's good to know." she giggled. She paused for a moment. Giggle, she thought. I don't do that. '
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Post by observer on Apr 2, 2011 14:40:41 GMT -4
"That's better." She smiled, carrying Bo into the bathroom. The bathtub was already filled a bit with water and bubbles. Better keep a sharp eye on him, don't want Bouncy getting back too early. She thought, removing Bo's dirty diaper before placing him in the tub. --- "Now, lets get you a wig that looks silly." Fatso smiled, digging through her purse. "I know I've got one in here somewhere."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 2, 2011 14:47:41 GMT -4
"Oh, Bouncy...please help me" he mumbled as he splashed his hands in the water a bit. Oddly he found this amusing. --- "A wig? Do I really need one?" she said, rubbing her now larger butt.
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Post by observer on Apr 2, 2011 15:44:11 GMT -4
As Bouncy ran she suddenly found herself back on the streets of Clowntopia. "Huh...How did I get here?" She asked, looking around to see what part of town she was in.
The clown girl hummed a lullaby as Bo splashed in the water. She grabbed a rag and knelt down next to the tub. She dunked the rag and began washing his back as a clownified rubber ducky floated out of the bubbles. --- "Well if you want I have something to put your hair up into two ponytails." She said, pulling out two pink and red striped scrunchies.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 2, 2011 20:39:45 GMT -4
Bo giggled at the ducky. He tried to grab it as it floated around him. --- "That sounds better than a wig" she said with a smile.
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Post by observer on Apr 2, 2011 20:45:21 GMT -4
As he grabbed it it let out a simple quack. "Aw what a cute ducky you have." She smiled, trying to clean him without impeding his ability to play. --- "Well then have a seat and I'll get right to work." Fatso said, gesturing with her hand to a comfy arm chair.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 2, 2011 20:58:08 GMT -4
He let out a giggle, which he found odd because he had meant to speak, but he found he couldn't. He could giggle childishly though, and so he did. --- She plopped down, her butt wedging into the seat quite tightly.
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Post by observer on Apr 3, 2011 6:19:27 GMT -4
She smiled as he continued to enjoy himself. She grabbed a small bottle of shampoo that looked like the clown Bo had been before being shrunk down. "It's good to see you finally having such fun." She said, applying the shampoo to Bo's hair and gently rubbing it in. --- Fatso got to work, grabbing some of the girl's hair and slipping one of the scrunchees on. "So, tell me a bit about yourself." She said, deciding to loop the end of the ponytail back into the scrunchee for a slightly different look.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 3, 2011 6:26:24 GMT -4
"Uh...I work at the local bank?" she said not sure what to share. "Kind of shy, don't usually go out to clubs like this."
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Post by observer on Apr 3, 2011 6:30:27 GMT -4
"Could have fooled me." Fatso said, working on the second ponytail. "You looked like you were having so much fun I figured you did this all the time."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 3, 2011 6:33:51 GMT -4
"I was cutting loose out there, I guess" she giggled. "Get a drink into me and I dance..."
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Post by observer on Apr 3, 2011 6:47:25 GMT -4
"Well maybe we should get you another drink." Fatso giggled, finishing up with the girl's ponytail loops.
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