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Rainbow~
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From: The Little River Indian Reservation
Registered: Jan 2002
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posted August 13, 2004 03:44 AM
 
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paras
Knowflake Posts: 1660
From: the Heart of It All
Registered: May 2004
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posted August 13, 2004 12:56 PM
(  Right on, Lalalinda!)"Well, now what?" Frack asked. Frick grabbed a sheaf of papers from just offscreen and read profusely. "Well, according to the script, we're supposed to accidentally let her escape, so she can wreak havoc on the village." "Ahhh, frick the script, I have a better idea," Frack replied. "And I'm hungry. Lifting those massive chest implants wore me out. Come on, I'll tell you all about it over lunch." Frick and Frack took off their frocks and left the laboratory. Frickenfrackenstein promptly escaped. IP: Logged |
lioneye68
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From: Canada
Registered: Apr 2003
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posted August 13, 2004 04:25 PM
Making her (it's) way down the street to the nearest Victoria's Secret outlet for a new bra, and something that would do her new buxom body some justice, like a leather teddy or something. She had no money, of course, but that wasn't going to be a problem.
She walked into the store, and everybody stopped, turned, and stared... rendered speechless at the sight of her. What a bod! And wrapped in white sheet, she resembled a statue of a classic Greek goddess...until you looked up at the face. EEK! What was it? The two clerks' eyes locked, silently telling each other without speaking "I'm not helping her. heck NO!" "me neithor". And they didn't. But Retarded Alien Clone Grandma didn't need their help. She knew exactly what she wanted, and the clerks had no intention of stopping her, or going near her at all for that matter. IP: Logged |
pixelpixie
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From: Ontario Canada
Registered: Jun 2005
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posted August 13, 2004 04:36 PM
She walked right over to the miracle bra section, Snorted and grabbed hold of her new perky boxom self.... She shoved the bras aside derisively, and picked up a diaphanous see-through pink corset. There was a costume shop right next door, so she chose a goalie mask, wondering if this were the best choice... "must find more squirrels to fix my face" She droned mechanically. Pupils dilated and red. The drool was pooling in her newly high cleavage now.IP: Logged |
LibraSparkle
Knowflake Posts: 6034
From: Vancouver USA
Registered: May 2004
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posted August 13, 2004 06:00 PM
"Maybe I should go to the park to find more squirrels to work on my face." thought Retarded Alien Clone Granny to herself. "Then I won't need this goalie mask to hide my face." Retarded Alien Clone Granny walked out of the mall to find the nearest bus stop. "There's got to be a park somewhere." she figured. "I'll just hop on a bus and ride around until I come across one." Sitting at the bus stop, poor Retarded Alien Clone Granny had to endure... IP: Logged |
lalalinda
Moderator Posts: 3291
From: nevada
Registered: Jun 2005
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posted August 13, 2004 06:26 PM
wolf whistles and men running off the road or into each other as they passed.
One handsome old man offered her 8 dollars an hour for a romp in the hay but changed his mind when she removed the mask."Squirrels" she thought "gonna buy me some nuts and find me some squirrels" IP: Logged |
Rainbow~
Knowflake Posts: 5927
From: The Little River Indian Reservation
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posted August 13, 2004 07:29 PM
"You don't need squirrels, Frickanfrackenstien, alien clone, granny Sophronia," said a voice coming from behind her. She turned around to see the most handsome fellow she had ever seen, standing there. He could have been Prince Charming for all she knew...blue black wavy hair and electric blue eyes, framed with dark lashes....She was drooling profusely now.. "Let me introduce myself, Madam," said the handsome one. "I am an agent of the mighty satan, and I can give you what you want.....for a price..." "And what might that be?" old granny asked, ugly red eyes doing their best to flirt, hoping she might get to make full use of her beautiful new equipment. "Your soul, dear lady," said the handsome agent of satan. Granny thought for a minute...my soul, huh? Do I even HAVE one of those things, she pondered. I'm a clone...I'm pretty sure I didn't come equipped with one....hmmmm.
The ugly old face seemed to actually glow for a minute, as an idea came to her...I think I can make a sweet deal with this guy.... I get what I want and he gets....what I don't have....heh heh heh..Pamela Anderson, move over! You're about to have a twin.... IP: Logged |
LibraSparkle
Knowflake Posts: 6034
From: Vancouver USA
Registered: May 2004
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posted August 14, 2004 03:22 PM
Fricknfrakinstein retarded alien clone granny brightened up momentarily as she had a fabulous idea. "Agent of Satan, eh?" she thougth to herself. "I bet he is ALWAYS willing to partake in the sins of the flesh!" She asked Satan's Agent, "Since I am a clone, I don't actually have a soul to trade... I do have this kickin' body to offer you. How about if I ROCK YOUR WORLD, you fix up my face?" Fricknfrackenstein retarded alien clone granny took out her dentures. "You would be amazed at the things I can do with out these." She winked at him beguilingly. IP: Logged |
Rainbow~
Knowflake Posts: 5927
From: The Little River Indian Reservation
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posted August 14, 2004 04:13 PM
"Awww...you are a woman, ugly as you be, after my own heart as well as satan's," replied the handsome one." But the mighty satan, and I have a world full of offers such as yours and from women much more attractive...beautiful women, in fact....so I'm afraid dear lady, that I am not tempted by your wickedly generous offer..."Granny's red eyes blinked in disappointment. "It is really too bad that you are retarded Sophronia, for had you you been clever enough, you would have offered me your soul, knowing full well you had none, so that you could have the beautiful face you desire." Old red eyes seemed confused.. "You see dear lady, satan has not yet familiarized himself with this new way of creating people, and as smart as he is, really was not aware that clones have no soul....therefore....we would have given you that beautiful face, thinking that we had your soul in return, and you would have won!....but now that you've let the cat out of the bag...so to speak, you get no face, and we get no soul...tsk, tsk" he said shaking his handsome head. Granny thought back for a moment...as she realized that what the handsome man told her she should have done, was really her original intention, once she realized that it was her soul he was after...and not her body...... Sweet deal! What happened to the sweet deal? Somehow she let her brain (what little she had) get all discombobulated and she wanted to kick herself for letting her lust get in the way of the total beauty she desired... "Good bye, Soprhronia...I can no longer be of assistance to you!" The handsome one told her and then disappeared right in front of her eyes... "What am I going to do now?" granny asked herself, sitting on the bus stop bench, with no idea in the world just exactly where she was... I wish I had Laylalay to talk to. I kinda miss the jellow garden too..."Oh my, oh my, oh my." IP: Logged |
paras
Knowflake Posts: 1660
From: the Heart of It All
Registered: May 2004
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posted August 14, 2004 04:22 PM
Shaylayla awoke suddenly, sitting straight up in bed. She was covered in a cold sweat."Oh, that was just wrong. That's it! That's the last time I eat a tuna fish and ketchup hot-fudge sundae with extra whipped cream just before bed," she promised herself. She groped about in the dark for reassurance that she was truly awake and conscious. The Adonis-like man lay beside her, snoring like a bullfrog with chronic lung disease. He was still wearing her favorite dress. "How come I can never remember his name?" she wondered. "I love this man." Shaylayla suddenly realized that she had to pee very badly. She slipped quietly out of bed and padded down the hall to the bathroom. She felt for the lightswitch next to the sink, but couldn't find it. IP: Logged |
paras
Knowflake Posts: 1660
From: the Heart of It All
Registered: May 2004
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posted August 14, 2004 04:26 PM
(Oops. Didn't mean to step on your toes, Rainbow.  )(Sorry if that seems weak, y'all. I wanted it to come right after the dentures bit. Oh well.) IP: Logged |
Rainbow~
Knowflake Posts: 5927
From: The Little River Indian Reservation
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posted August 14, 2004 04:33 PM
(that's cool, Paras.....granny was thinking about Shelayla anyway...good way to change the scene...)IP: Logged |
LibraSparkle
Knowflake Posts: 6034
From: Vancouver USA
Registered: May 2004
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posted August 14, 2004 04:35 PM
(so... was it all a dream??? OOoh... I can't wait to find out. Who's next???)IP: Logged |
Rainbow~
Knowflake Posts: 5927
From: The Little River Indian Reservation
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posted August 14, 2004 04:38 PM
Fumbling in the dark...Shelaylay finally found the switch and turned it on...To her utter surprise, she found herself not in the bathroom, but on the bench beside her retarded mother... Am I dreaming again she thought...or was that not a dream, after all... What's happening here... "Homer?" "Homer?" Oh yeah that's his name she remembered, "Homer where are you?" The desire to relieve herself was still strong, but she didn't want to pee on the bench, even if it was a dream... IP: Logged |
paras
Knowflake Posts: 1660
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Registered: May 2004
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posted August 14, 2004 07:46 PM
(I guess it was me that forgot his name! )IP: Logged |
LibraSparkle
Knowflake Posts: 6034
From: Vancouver USA
Registered: May 2004
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posted August 14, 2004 07:53 PM
(you're good at this Rainbow) IP: Logged |
26taurus
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Registered: Jun 2004
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posted August 15, 2004 12:25 AM
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Charlotte
Knowflake Posts: 1239
From: USA
Registered: Apr 2004
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posted August 15, 2004 02:24 AM
"Why Shaylayla, I was just thinking of you!", Is what Retarded Granny meant to say. What came out was,"Lalalolelalalole.."
Granny had forgotten how to formulate words. An unknown side effect of the bodacious bod cloning process.Shaylayla could not concentrate on What her mother was saying. She wiggled and jiggled and twisted this way and that. She could hold it no longer and as she felt the warmth of the fluid escaping copiously from her, she thought of the Jello Garden. IP: Logged |
Rainbow~
Knowflake Posts: 5927
From: The Little River Indian Reservation
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posted August 15, 2004 02:42 PM
"Damn! I shoulda swiped some pampers from the kiddies," a very damp Shelayla said. "This is NOT good!""Whaaatsnot...whatsnotgood?" Granny managed to get out. Shalayla started to cry like a little girl.."Oh mama, I peed my pants." "Hmmmmmm" granny was doing better now..."Maybe those squirrels could help." "Squirrels? Oh Mama you're even worse than before..." And Shelayla cried even harder... IP: Logged |
pixelpixie
Knowflake Posts: 5301
From: Ontario Canada
Registered: Jun 2005
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posted August 16, 2004 01:54 PM
Shalayla wiggled out of her wet panties, and surveying the damage, realized most of her 'accident' had gone through the bottom of her nightgown and through the slats of the bench. How she hated accidents, and jello for the diaretic effect it had on her. Like whiskey and coffee on a rollercoaster. She put her arm around her mother in a sad embrace, and to her alarm, felt these enormous breasts where the comfortingly pendulous appendages were before.
"MOTHER!!" Shalayla cried. "What have you done?"
Sophronia mumbled some garbled words,"....frickandfrack in frocks forgot, fix my face...."
"Yes mother," Shalayla chanted, used to her mother's loss of coherency. "Now where the heck are we and how do I get you out of here?" She thought to herself as an afterthought.. and how do I get me a pair of those incredible breasts?
Though she couldn't properly form her tongue around the words she wanted, Sophronia was suddenly struck with knowledge. If I have no soul, how is it I feel love for my daughter? Where's that dashing man from before..... if I didn't know I'd had one in the first place, how am I to miss it? Maybe I can get us out of this strange place. And the urine soaked bench. I know, I will ask that man for the bus to come sooner!!!!!
The red glow in her eyes was replaced with a sparkling blue that flashed with glossiness.IP: Logged |
lalalinda
Moderator Posts: 3291
From: nevada
Registered: Jun 2005
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posted August 16, 2004 03:23 PM
From out of the darkness came a man dressed in a black suit.
He was walking towards them, but took forever to get there.
As he got closer Shaylalay recognised him but couldn't remember his name.
She scooted closer to grany for protection
and woke her up
"Well I'll be darned" yawned granny "Its Rod Sterling"
Shalalay looked down. They were no longer waiting for a bus
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Total Pieces
Knowflake Posts: 291
From: Los Angeles, CA
Registered: Dec 2001
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posted August 16, 2004 03:55 PM
Grand Mama what's wrong with your face...Rod said, he straintened up a bit...Grand...I need your help again. I'm stuck for a story idea...I know I didn't give you story credit on the last 2 but this time will be different...he then looks over at Shelalay and says..."wait a minute...oh my goodness gracious it can't be"...is that my little jello square all grown up...you rember your...IP: Logged |
proxieme
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posted August 16, 2004 06:38 PM
<--- Can't even begin to compete.  IP: Logged |
Rainbow~
Knowflake Posts: 5927
From: The Little River Indian Reservation
Registered: Jan 2002
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posted August 16, 2004 06:51 PM
"You remember your uncle Rod?""I do now" said Shelayla, half annoyed and half relieved..."And because of you dear uncle.......my mama, and me, and Homer, the the squealing kids in the jello garden, and Frick and Frack, and the devil's agent, and Snoopdog, and the short bus full of transexual Nazi Eskimos, and everyone else in this acidscape dreamlike world is only a figment of your wild imagination, 'cept for Snoopdog of course. Am I right, uncle Rod?" "Yes, yes, Shelayla...you're right...but aren't you all having fun?" Shelalya scratched her head..."Uh..I'm not sure. Sometimes yes, but then sometimes it's a little screwy......a lot screwy...." Granny's now blue eyes softened..."I'm getting a big kick, Rod....I just LOVE my new body...only wish you could have fixed my face....and I just love how my ugly red eyes turned to blue upon recognizing you, too..." "Maybe we can do something about your face yet, Granny," said Rod turning the old wrinkled face up toward him, so he could look her right into the red...er that is blue eyes. " I give you Pam's face, and you give me a good story for the next Twilight Zone...what daya say?" How could she resist an offer like that? She wouldn't even need a story credit this time, if she had Pam's face.... "It's a deal," she said. Little jello square Shaylayla wondered what her part would be in the story this time, and hoped that it would be significantly better than this one.... IP: Logged |
LibraSparkle
Knowflake Posts: 6034
From: Vancouver USA
Registered: May 2004
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posted August 16, 2004 09:11 PM
Pix: frickandfrack in frocks forgot, fix my face LOL Lala: Rod Serling   : Way to tie it up! Again... you're really good at this!
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