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It was just a prank...that actually worked

added by Mooney 6 years ago O

They only knock on the door twice before opening it anyway. Scared it could be a robber or something, Jessica calms down when she realizes its just her friend Andy. "Hey yo, Jess! I see you got my package. Did you like it?"

"That was you?" Jess yells from the other side of the couch. Andy goes straight for the kitchen to grab himself a soda from the fridge. "Yeah, it was supposed to be a gag, but it would never work in a million years." Trying to keep her composure after learning he did this to her, Jess says "Andy, what was it supposed to do?"

He twists open a soda "You'll laugh at this but it was supposed to enhance your *ahem* 'feminine fun bags'. Goofy, huh?" He chuckles and takes a swig of his soda. "Hey uh, where are you anyway?"

"Andy get over to the couch." Andy walks over to the couch mid swallow and spits out his soda at seeing Jess in her "state".

"Gee thanks. I needed even more of a mess."
"Holy shit it worked?"
"Yeah it worked and I kind of hate you."
"But how? It only cost five bucks."
"Wow five dollars. My life is ruined for five bucks." Andy just kind of stands there watching her for a few moments before she snaps him out of it. "Um hello, you're supposed to be helping me you perv."

"Sorry it's just...how are you still going? Shouldn't you be dry by now?" Jess tries to snap back at him but he's right. Even at her large beach ball size, she should have gone through all the milk already. Or at least start slowing down. But it's still coming in at full blast. "Ohmigod, you're right. Help me!"

He tries to pull me up from my arms but the milk on the floor makes it impossibly slippery. He sits down in front of me and tries to find something to cover up the open teat. Nothing else is available so he takes off his shirt. "What are you doing? This is no time for showing off, gym rat."

"I'm trying to help." He tries to use his shirt to block the milk. It doesn't work. He tosses the supersoaked shirt across the room. "Well that didn't work."

"Fix this Andy! It's all your fault!"

"I know! But what am I supposed to do?"


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