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Will you ever win?
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Chapter #5

Proceed.

    by: Closet Fetishist Author IconMail Icon
You continue figuring you are already this far; why risk getting busted trying to do the right thing? You exhale as you turn the handle and open the door. It’s a modest sized room with pictures of album covers and other hippy memorabilia all over; a red lava lamp lights the area near the door and small Christmas lights light the rest. A shadowy figure has it’s face in a small bong. It emerges and sees you; the girl’s face turns stern. She demands to know what you are doing. You stutter and freak; she starts to crack up. She claims she’s kidding and asks you to join her. You imbibe so you graciously accept the bong she hands to you. You two talk and smoke for hours; she’s a student at the nearby college and she found this as a nice alternative to paying rent at some overpriced dorm. You find yourself very attracted to this short but cute stoner chick; she’s your current dream girl. At a quiet moment, you stare into each other’s eye and you move in to kiss her; her lips open to the experience but when you get close she pulls away. She grabs some powder from her desk and throws it at you. Within seconds, you’re shrinking. It stops when you are about the size of a lighter. Something else is wrong though; you can’t move! You try to look down to see your arms but you can’t move your head; you can’t even move your eyes to look down. You see the stoner witch girl come into view; she picks you up and you notice you are solid...you are not a human being of parts...you are merely one part. You’ve been turned into a small toy figure of yourself; you cannot move. She shoves you into her ass crack; you see another few toy figures stuffed up here. BRRAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPP! A fart blasts out and, despite having no other human sense, you can smell it, worst of all, the fart is so thick you can taste it. There’s no escape! FRRRAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPP! You scream out but, on the outside, it only sounds like FFAAAAMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP! BRRRRPPP! And hearty laughter as she takes another toke and then fingers herself as she farts on.

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