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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 3, 2011 6:54:22 GMT -4
"I think I've had plenty for now" She chuckled, "That's an interesting look" she said catching a glimpse of the hair.
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Post by observer on Apr 3, 2011 7:03:21 GMT -4
"I wanted to give you something silly but unique." Fatso smiled, digging in her purse again. "Now lets get you a top that's silly and looks good." She said, grabbing something and pulling it out of her purse.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 3, 2011 14:12:33 GMT -4
"Okay, that sounds good" She giggled, feeling more energetic now that she was even on the dance floor.
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Post by observer on Apr 3, 2011 14:34:58 GMT -4
"Alright, time to get out of the tub." The clown girl said, grabbing a towel as Bo splashed around with his rubber ducky. --- Fatso looked at the red and blue polka dot blouse she pulled out. "This should go good with your skirt." She smiled, noticing the blouse looked a bit small with the girls breasts.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 3, 2011 14:38:16 GMT -4
Bo giggled and hugged the ducky. His mind was slowly slipping. --- "Uh, okay. I can still wear my bra, right?" she asked. She did not want to go topless in front of this odd, but kind stranger.
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Post by observer on Apr 3, 2011 14:49:15 GMT -4
Bouncy looked around as she ran. Something told her she needed to get to Bo's quickly.
"Did you & ducky enjoy your bath?" She asked, picking Bo up with the soft towel. She got to work drying him off, smiling as he was almost completely regressed mentally. --- "Of course. Don't think I even have a spare bra any way." Fatso giggled, handing the colorful blouse to the girl.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 3, 2011 15:02:16 GMT -4
He giggled and placed his fingers in his mouth as he babbled a bit in baby talk. --- "Phew" she said as she took the blouse and began to change into it.
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Post by observer on Apr 3, 2011 17:23:58 GMT -4
"So cute." She smiled, wrapping Bo in the towel and picking him up. "Lets get you dressed. Then you can play while I get your baba ready." --- Fatso watched as the girl put the blouse on, having trouble getting it to fit over her breasts.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 3, 2011 17:25:30 GMT -4
Inside his head for a moment he thought "What is going on. Why am i acting like this..." but then that thought was gone, and he could think about was playing. --- "Wow, tight fit" she gasped as she buttoned it up.
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Post by observer on Apr 4, 2011 13:52:08 GMT -4
As the clown girl carried him back into the living room it looked different. There were toys strewn about on the floor. There was now a blanket hanging over the play pen, and a stroller near the door. She carried Bo over to a changing table near the pen that hadn't been there before and set him on his back. With quick and gentle work she powdered and diapered Bo before putting on a tee that had the print of his old shirt on it. "There, all done." She smiled, blowing a raspberry on his tummy. --- "Don't worry, it'll adjust itself. Want me to help with that last button?" Fatso asked, trying to hold back her giggles at how the girl looked in the blouse.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 5, 2011 13:34:07 GMT -4
The child looked up at the clown and giggled, all traces of the old Bo seemed to be gone, just an adorable clown baby. It honked it's own nose and giggled. --- "Yeah...its...tight as...hell"
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Post by observer on Apr 5, 2011 13:45:54 GMT -4
"Alright lil Bo, play time." She said scooping him up. She set him down in the pen, putting a few toys in with him before walking over to grab his bottle. "You play nice while I warm your baba up." She smiled, heading for the kitchen. She was only gone a few minutes when the front door opened. "Bo, Bo are you here?" Bouncy asked before looking confused. --- "That's cause your holding in your breath." Fatso said, walking over and grabbing the last button. "Exhale please." She said, pulling the last button across her chest.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 5, 2011 14:31:52 GMT -4
"Gaa loooo." came a cute small voice from the living room area. --- She let her breath out as quickly as she could.
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Post by observer on Apr 5, 2011 15:14:10 GMT -4
"This can't be right." Bouncy said, looking at the number on the door. After seeing it was Bo's she walked toward the sound of the cute voice. "Bo?" She said, looking down at the baby clown. "Miss Bouncy, your back early." The clown girl said, walking out of the kitchen. She now looked to be about 15 years old as she held the warmed up bottle in one hand. --- Fatso got the last button buttoned up, noticing the girl's chest start to shrink. "There, is it fitting better?" She asked, taking a step back.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 5, 2011 15:16:06 GMT -4
Bo blew a rasberry with a giggle, and then tried to chew on his own toes as he fell on his back.
"Laaa dooo" he giggled. --- "Oh...wow, that feels much better."
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