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Fun Time on the Field

added 14 years ago BM O

Greg and Caitlyn were the new 4th grade power couple in her Elementary school. Caitlyn
herself looked a bit older due to her changes, as did Greg. They were not the power
couple because of their popularity but because of said changes. Caitlyn was a tall, fat, pink
and white clown who had magical clown abilities; and Greg was almost as tall heavily
muscled boy who could out lift most body building champions.

Caitlyn smoothed out her pink and white clown dress as she and Greg went outside for
recess. Greg’s parents, who were initially very skeptical of the benefits in such changes to
their son, had come around and bought him new clothes to fit his massive body. They
walked over to the football field where other boys were getting ready to play a game.

“Knock ‘em dead tiger,” Caitlyn growled.

“You got it Funny Girl,” Greg replied kissing her on her nose making it squeak.

Jenny and Jill came up to Caitlyn as Greg went onto the field. “Isn’t he dreamy?” Caitlyn
asked her friends. “I just love it when he flexes.”

“Yeah. He’s awesome,” Jill said grabbing her friends arm. “C’mon, lets go play circus!”

“Yeah Caitlyn, you can be the clown,” Jenny said sarcastically.

“No, c’mon I want to watch my man play.” Caitlyn pulled away.

“Seriously, Caitlyn? You’ve been dating only a wee, and despite his muscles Greg is not a
man,” Jill chastised her friends.

“He is too,” Caitlyn turned to her friend, missing Greg knock another boy back ten feet or
so. “Besides I want to watch him play.”

“C’mon Caitlyn!” Jenny whined.

“I said no. Now don’t make me take my shoes off!” Caitlyn leveled her gaze at her friends.
Jenny and Jill could not stand Caitlyn’s rancid feet and slowly backed away. To hurry them
up Caitlyn bent over as if to threaten to take off her size 35 shoes. The girls quickly picked
up the pace.

Caitlyn turned to the field waving to her boyfriend, with her four-fingered hands. She
bounced up and down on her toes causing her feet to squeak. Greg in turn waved back
while stiff arming another boy onto his back. Greg then recovered the ball and began to
walk it into the end zone. The other boys jumped on him to try to tackle him or force hi to
the ground. No such luck though. Greg continued to walk with the boys all over him.
Once in the end zone he shrugged them off into a heap. He then called Caitlyn over to
him.

Caitlyn saw him wave her over, and immediately farted out her unicycle and peddled it to
Greg. “what’s up Big Boy?”

“I think these losers need to be humiliated more than what I just did,” he laughed.

“A fart to the face?” Caitlyn asked before unleashing a loud burp making the boys on the
ground cringe.

“Excellent idea, Funny Girl.”

All the boys just sat on the field as Caitlyn lowered her big butt to the first boy’s face. He
knew what was coming. Caitlyn stuck out her pointer finger and looked at Greg. “Pull my
finger!” Greg did so and a smelly fart blasted the boy in the face. Caitlyn and Greg
laughed hard, and then Caitlyn scooched down to the next boy, and repeated the same
routine, until all the boys got a fart to the face.

“I don’t think that’s enough Big Boy,” Caitlyn said wiping a tear from her eye.

“What do you have in mind Funny Girl?” Greg asked.

“How about this,” Caitlyn smiled as she pulled to pies from behind her and threw them at
two boys hitting them in the face.

“Cool!”

“I know!” Caitlyn agreed before pulling more pies out from behind her and throwing them
at the rest of the boys. Caitlyn and Greg laugher and laughed at the messy boys. “Oh
c’mon,” Caitlyn began. “It’s all in fun. Here let me help you clean off,” Caitlyn offered
pulling a handkerchief from her sleeve and handing it to the first boy. She kept pulling and
pulling each new handkerchief tied to the end of the last. She had a never ending supply.
Finally all the boys had one and Caitlyn stopped producing more.

When everyone was cleaned off, they stood up. Greg motioned for them to get back on the
field, and the boys did begrudgingly. “Hey Funny Girl!” Greg called t Caitlyn who was now
sitting on her unicycle. “Let’s make that a regular touchdown celebration!”

“Absolutely!” Caitlyn agreed with a honk of her nose, and a wave.


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