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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2014 7:54 am
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"Naw, this was some next level s**t. He was like two feet tall with sparkly wings." Stepping into her pod and strapping in, America checked to see if everything was in order before the tech approached her pod.
She was still not used to the sudden changes, but at the very least, America didn't wake up dead. There was a sense that she'd made use of so many coping mechanisms recently that another bout of frantic, violent need would too easily break something or someone. As it was she was very, very small.
Waiting for Cee's golem to form, America began doing a body check to see what was going on. Tiny horns, black hair, rich red skin, boobs, a tail, nothing much between the legs.
Sadly, it looked like d**k measuring contests wouldn't be on the schedule.
Ooohhhh, hooves!
iloveyoudie the most generic, if tiny, demon ever
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2014 8:50 am
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A small, red hand with black claws for nails, reached up to feel the a**. "Oh yeah, honey. That is an athletic a** you got there."
There was a good three feet difference between the two, but they were apparently dressed to theme, as America was a petite cheerleader of some sort, sporting the classic skirt and V-neck sweater combo. As she continued to feel up Cee's new body, America began explaining, "Okay, so the words in this world are usually kinda like, cute puns on our words. Girls are ghouls n' boys are boils. Instead of people, they usually use creeple. You can totally make s**t up and most people will just think you're some dumb hick."
She grinned up at the towering figure of manhood, her little teeth sharp and pointy. "How you like it so far?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2014 6:03 am
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Disengaging for a moment, America searched the little shack for a few moments until she spotted something glinting up in the rafters. Climbing up Rocco like a ladder made of muscle until she was standing on the massive set of shoulders, she reached up to grab a metal box and hopped down. Without thinking about, she'd ended up treating Cee much the same as she had many of her old beef cake boyfriends in high school: like good looking furniture.
The box held a bag of shining silver pumpkin seeds and a couple phone-like things, along with a map they probably didn't need. The phone was handed over, as well as part of the seeds, the rest going down her shirt into nature's coin purse.
Finally ready, Amy grabbed the big demon's hand and began to lead the other outside into the weird and spooky fantasyland of Halloween. Fortunately the shack was in the town proper and not in the middle of the woods this time. "It looks like...." She squinted, hopped, and got her bearings as best she could. "Thattaway! The big slanty building with the live ******** gargoyles flying over it."
And then a giant blob of slime nearly ran them over.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 10:37 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 11:08 am
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Hollandaise had been thinking about smuggling some plants into the library. Plant contraband? A plant-bombing? Perhaps she could be counted as some sort of flora-giving vagabond. It made her feel vaguely dangerous and she wasn't sure she liked that. But really, everything in this school feel so sterile and inorganic. It make her skin crawl. She needed greenery around her like air... and Deszeld's room was the closet to a personal forest she got. As she thought, she ambled slowly along, humming tunelessly under her breath. Hollandaise was so engrossed in her thoughts that it took more than a few moments for her to realize someone was speaking to her.
But they were, or rather, he was. She blinked up at the boil. Tall, yes, good. Demonic, sorty look. Acceptable, although not green. He had a ghoul with him, a short petite demon - a fearleader. They were a matched pair it was just a little bit cute. Hollandaise glanced around before turning her eyes back to the demons. They were definitely speaking to her and no other. Rolling her shoulders slightly, she smiled placidly and opened her mouth.
"Hello. Do you need... directions? To the gym perhaps? Or do you want a plant?" Her long fingers gestured at the ghoul's unform.
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