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Post by Little Star T. Clown on May 10, 2011 19:21:06 GMT -4
"Oh my gosh!! It's incredible! I liked it! Now for some accessories..."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 21, 2011 12:32:37 GMT -4
"What be your fancy?" she asked.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on May 22, 2011 13:34:14 GMT -4
"A bonnet, a necklace, maybe a wristband... Any other suggestions?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 11, 2011 15:04:23 GMT -4
"Necklace would be cute" she said handing you one made of candy. When one candy is eaten, it replenishes itself, so it's never empty.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jun 13, 2011 19:09:54 GMT -4
"Yummy!" I say, taking a sweet "Before the other accessories... I believe we could think on shoes!"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 13, 2011 23:09:33 GMT -4
"Shoes...ooooh" she giggled as she brought you over to a cainet filled with heels and different kinds of clown shoes.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jun 14, 2011 19:30:09 GMT -4
"No heels. I'm a little clumsy!"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 26, 2011 13:36:10 GMT -4
"Okay, clown sneakers it is!" she giggled as she took down a pair of red shoes and handed them to you.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jun 26, 2011 22:32:57 GMT -4
I put the clown sneakers and giggle as I feel the toes comfortable.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 2, 2011 14:20:01 GMT -4
Your feet began to stretch into the shoes, toes getting thicker and wider to fit.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jul 2, 2011 22:56:41 GMT -4
"Good gracious! My feet's getting bigger! Could this shoes still fitting me?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 5, 2011 13:25:44 GMT -4
"Clown shoes are one size fits all...or all fit one size!" she giggled.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jul 5, 2011 18:31:28 GMT -4
"Good! It's a cute sneakers, I don't wanna to spoil it." I say, looking the now clown sized yellow sneakers.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 5, 2011 18:58:10 GMT -4
"They are very adorable, just like you!" she giggled pinching your nose, which honked.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Jul 6, 2011 19:04:22 GMT -4
I giggle as I feel my nose pinched. My normal self no more exists. "Good gracious! I need something in the head!" My new clown self is all prim and proper "Perhaps a bonnet or some pigtails!"
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