Colin tossed the suitcase on the ground and opened it up to look over the contents. It was just some lady clothes and other bits of vacation junk, nothing really useful. He kicked the case as hard as he could and then dropped more F-bombs than the Angry Video Game Nerd playing an LJN game.
Colin remembered the sled! ... as it slid over the edge and fell down the hill.
Colin's boost in joy reverted back to stress and rage and waves of shouting "FUCK THIS, FUCK MY LIFE, FUCK EVERYTHING!" as loud as possible.
Colin tore off his ape suit in a fit of rage, tossing the pieces around while hollering and screeching like an actual ape. The noise drew in several bimbos as Colin tore free of the monkey suit.
"I've had enough of this shit! I've had it! I've had it! I'VE FUCKING SHITTIN' HAD IT!" Colin screamed as he angrily stripped off his clothes and ran towards the eager bimbos clad in rugs and coats.
As the bimbos sucked him off, Colin let his mind melt away. No more bimbocalypse, just being a sex driven airheaded busty chick and crap. His body hair and blemishes vanished, his member shrunk to nothing, his lips plumped up, two double Ds pushed out of his chest, his hips bowed out, his ass inflated, his waist shrunk, and his hair grew and cascaded down as he... as she orgasmed.
Colin, now Cailin, giggled and grabbed the champagne bottles, ready to get wasted with these big boobied girls that made her totally sexy.
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Game Over: Obvious and cheap? ... Well you certainly make a good case.