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by Nina Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #2214007
Thanks to a prank you got turned into an object at the worst time possible
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Male

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A yawn flushed from your mouth as you opened the cupboard for some cereal.
"Heeeey!" a voice cheered in the background. Startled, you spun around- not expecting to seea tall blonde, blue eyed girl wearing hotpants and a stripped t shirt

Aka, your friend Taylor.
"Morning... wait, what are you doing here?" You asked, eyeing your cereal suspiciously. Taylor was a good friend but would always go overboard with her pranks, you were finally getting used to them though which seemed to make her pout. Pointing the box of cereal at her, you opened the box, springing out a fake snake.

Taylor dodged it with a small grin,
"Damn! You are getting good at this! I'm going to have to up the anti!" She laughed, hopping over happily.
"Please don't, your last big prank almost made me pass out" You looked a little annoyed, pouring out your cereal. Taylor grinned, a sigh flooded from your mouth as you dumped your cereal in the bin, "What was in the cereal...?"

Taylor swung her arms harmlessly "Uh- might of been like... some ghost pepper" She innocently spoke.

She was always like this, it used to get to you but her odd pranks actually started to make life interesting and she always secretly had your back. As shown by her putting the emergency milk on the counter. You actually managed to avoid her pranks for the past two months, she was like an open book to you and you were confident that you could avoid her pranks.

So, you made what would be the worst idea you've ever made. You bet that you could go a week avoiding her pranks and you were about to win. Obviously there were some rules, she couldn't just run over and toss water over you.

The first few days went pretty well. Taylor was too calm for her standards only ocasionally trying to prank you with a whoopie cushion or drink that you refused to take. It was almost friday and you could already taste the victory over your friend. Taylor helped your family to organize the flea market that would be running om the weekend. You of course had an eye over taylor not wanting to get pranked. After a little while your sister approached you holding a bottle of coke im both hands. "You want one bro?" She said stretching her right arm out towards you. You looked towards taylor as she glanced over to you two and smirked. "No thank you sis i will rather drink my water" you replied as you reached out for your cup of fresh cold water. You couldnt taste any suspicious liquid in it so you thought you were safe. You went back into your room as you suddenly broke down in your room. After you woke up you were...

You have the following choices:

1. Pair of socks

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2. A thong

3. A paiƕ of shoes

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4. A shirt

5. Something else

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