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| Post #1 Oct 18 2012, 08:55 AM | Craze |
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Man, that encounter with the samurai at the University sure was bizarre! Who knew Yang had that in her! You should've been there. In the aftermath, Yang and Fanny headed over to L'avenir, Fanny hoping to recover from the series of events that led her to this point. She was taking precaution to ensure she doesn't reveal to Yang that she's really Steve Butts. For one, that seemed like a really bad idea. Yang helped Fanny and was even friendly to her. Fanny wasn't going to jeopardize that. But two, revealing her identity might also take away the chance of, you know, getting it on with Yang later. Fanny always wanted to leave that option available to her. A still-soggy Fanny entered the science-fiction themed hang-out spot. The only thing stranger than her oversized-clothes was all the over-the-top sci-if themed decorations and decor, not that the youthful patrons even noticed. Her face contorted in confusion, not sure if she was comfortable here. "What the hell is this place?" |
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| Post #11 Oct 30 2012, 10:11 PM | Craze |
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Honestly, Fanny didn't wait for Yang's answer before grabbing the spoon and letting loose on the chocolate sundae. Really, she probably shouldn't have asked at all; she didn't like the thought of sharing this glorious meal. After the first few bites, she was in chocolate heaven~ Her belly filled with rich, hot chocolatey delight. She imagined herself in a chocolate land far, far away, where the rivers were flowing liquid chocolate and the trees made of chocolate barks. And everything was edible, from the plants to the small little animals scurrying around to the residents of Chocolate Town. She saw herself frolicking in the land of her dream-- Suddenly Yang grabbed Fanny and rushed them out of the restaurant. Before she could properly react, they were out the door. All Fanny's hands could do was reach for the restaurant as they walked away, trying to get closer to the chocolate sundae she merely tasted but was not able to relish. Noooooooo... She merely got a taste of what bliss was like. She could only hope that someday soon her dreams of complete chocolate happiness could be fulfilled. But not today. Not today... Her initial reaction, one of a child who inexplicably had her toy taken away, was replaced with irritation. "Dude, what the hell?!" she exclaimed as Yang grabbed her hand and rushed her to the shopping mall. "Do you realize how long I've been waiting for that?! UGH!" "And where are we going anyway?" Edited by Craze, Oct 30 2012, 10:11 PM.
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| Post #12 Oct 30 2012, 11:34 PM | Mrs. K |
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Although Tai Yeung Yang was genuinely apologetic to this immature little stranger who seemed oddly familiar to her, she was coldly ignoring those irritated groans and dragged the girl through the bustling afternoon streets. Yang eventually joined the chorus of groans with her own fierce growl, turning around and facing Fanny with an even more irritated furrow in her brow and completely ignoring her junior's question. Even though she liked Fanny so far, Yang's paper thin patience had been worn out by a long and tiring day. Letting go...... no......... it was more harsh then that. Rather, THROWING the girl's hand out of her grasp, Yang pointed to a faraway bench facing the waterfront. "SIT DOWN OVER THERE." Was she putting Fanny in the corner? Is this punishment? Is she going to try and ditch her? ... It was probably time to be quiet or something.... She didn't follow and instead waited for Fanny Smith to park her butt on the park bench, before turning her back on the girl. ~*~ This is probably where they parted ways; Or so one would think. Enough time had passed for Fanny to rightly assume that she had just had her sundae snatched away from her, AND abandoned like a useless street dog. |
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| Post #13 Oct 31 2012, 12:01 AM | Craze |
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As frustrated as Fanny was, she knew better than to battle Yang's wrath. Once Yang lost her patience and ordered her to sit at the bench, Fanny's frustration was quickly replaced with fear. Oh shit! Without question, she ran to the bench and sat down. Expecting to be further scolded, she was surprised to see Yang disappear into the mall without a word. After a minute, she stood up, trying to stand on her tippy-toes to look over the heads of the crowd. Where did Yang go? Did she leave me? Is this a test? Even on her toes, her height didn't improve too much. Why were girls so much smaller? Blah! She took a step forward before the memory of Yang's scream ordered her back. SIT DOWN OVER THERE!!! Her butt immediately found the bench again as if Yang literally ordered her again. Obediently, she waited. With the minutes dragging by and her feet tapping to keep her occupied, she recalled some of the notable times she was left alone as a child. Most vividly, she remembered as a toddler being left on her baby room's changing station and crying for what felt like hours. In a similar instance, as a toddler, she got her head stuck under a cabinet and wailed and wailed until finally her family noticed. Now that she thought about it, these incidents happened quite often. Was it because she was forgettable? She looked around the crowded mall. How long was she supposed to wait? No really, did Yang just ditch Fanny? Forcing her to part ways with her sundae AND abandon her?! Upon further reflection, Fanny's eyes perked up: why the fuck is she still in this form? She could just as easily run to the bathroom and change back. But what about Yang? Should she wait? Damnit! Why aren't there easier and clearer answers to her questions? She saw a mall cop checking his phone and tried to get his attention without leaving the bench. "Pssst..." she whispered. He didn't seem to notice. Probably instagraming or whatever. "Pssssssst..." she whispered a little louder. She tried to inch her body closer without allowing her butt to physically leave the seat. From an outsider's perspective, it looked like her butt was superglued to the bench, always keeping contact with each other. "PSST!" she said, finally causing the officer to look up. "Yes, ma'am?" he answered. "What time is it?" The man checked his watch: "4:45." "Thanks," she replied, nodding. Returning to her normal sitting position, she shifted uncomfortably a little before leaning again to the officer. "Pssst..." she whispered again. "Yes?" the man said, slightly irritated now. "What time is it?" "... It's still 4:45." "Oh," she said, leaning back. She bounced a little in her seat, her wet clothes making an interesting squishy noise when pressed together. Once again, without her butt leaving the bench, she bent over to the officer. "Pssst..." she whispered, except the cop didn't respond. "Pssssst!" she whispered louder. The cop was visibly ignoring this silly girl, but Fanny thought he might be hard of hearing. "Hey!" she whispered, escalating in volume. "Hey! Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey!" |
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| Post #14 Oct 31 2012, 01:01 AM | Mrs. K |
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The way Fanny practically bent over and complied was refreshing. It made things a lot easier on Yang and allowed her to focus on the task at hand. Let's see here... Fanny had a funny sort of figure. She was a petite girl with huge knockers and a tiny waist. It was the type of figure more prevalent in the States as apposed to Japan so at this rate not many one-size shirts were going to end up fitting her.... Yang had to not only think fast.. but walk fast as well. After her exhausting excursion through the shopping strip, she returned to see a man in uniform wearing the same expression as a mother being pushed to her limit by her own annoying child. And lo-and-behold, there was Fanny with her butt glued to the bench while leaning over and calling over the security guard in a hushed voice. Normally, Yang held large disdain and disrespect for figures of authority so it wasn't too hard for her to march over with her hands full of shopping and ignore him completely. Dropping a paper bag onto the girl's wet lap so Fanny could open it to find a large printed tee with the words "KONNICHIWA BITCHES," written across the chest. "Sorry, it was cheap but its the only thing I could afford after .... well. Also there's something else." If Fanny looked further into the bag, she would find.... a sports bra. "Ahem. Can we please have some privacy?" Yang glanced from the mallcop then to at the state of the girl's shirt. It was getting to be less see-through, but still transparent enough for two perky love-buttons to be visible... Her grip tightened on other paper bag she was holding. "You know what? Forget it. Can you tell us where the nearest restroom is? We'll just go there to get away from your sick middle-aged prying eyes, ok?" |
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| Post #15 Nov 2 2012, 02:04 AM | Craze |
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Finally, Yang returned, plopping a plastic bag on Fanny's lap filled with a t-shirt and a sports bra. Fanny picked up the t-shirt by the two shoulders and turned it around, examining it. The text was agreeable -- maybe it will ward some men away -- but she had doubts about the size. Most women's clothing seemed like rag towels when unworn, somehow stretching over their bodies and covering themselves. "Will this even fit me?" she questioned aloud. We'll have to find out! She picked up the sports bra, letting it dangle. At least she wouldn't have to figure out how to hook the back like a normal bra. During sexy times as a male, he always allotted ten minutes in their foreplay to make up for trying to get it off. (The lady always had to help too.) For the better part of their hanging out together, Fanny was feeling a soreness in her chest, especially where it rubbed against her current t-shirt. Will this help? What is the purpose of a bra anyway? At Yang's order, the cop, annoyed with Fanny and anyone associated with Fanny, simply pointed to the lady's room and ignored any words coming his way. The two of them entered the restroom and Fanny took an empty stall to start changing. Removing the soggy shirt, she took about five minutes to figure out how the sports bra worked. In theory, it simply goes over the chest. Unfortunately, Fanny is not a normal person. Finally finagling the bra on, she threw on the t-shirt. The fabric fit snugly against her body, hugging her curves and "assets" without constricting her. She was surprised it really did fit! It wasn't until now that Fanny realized the cool lettering was actually placed on her petite chest. Great. That'll definitely ward men off. She stepped out of the stall door and, glancing at the mirror, did a double-take. Damn! Fanny had to admit: she looked pretty damn good in that thing. Though her over-sized pants looked comical compared to the feminine top, Fanny came to one conclusion: she would totally bang herself if she had the chance. "I look..." she said, turning around to examine the curves of her back. "... damn awesome!" She even made a few semi-sexy faces at herself, biting her lip and stuff. Although Fanny noticed Yang holding another paper bag which could mean even more clothes, Fanny dug into her pocket and held up some of her Triad cash that she received from Suka. "Let's get some more!" she declared. |
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| Post #16 Nov 7 2012, 10:24 AM | Mrs. K |
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The sight of Fanny being so enthusiastic about doing more shopping made Yang grin weakly. She was just the type of girl... the ONLY type of girl that Yang would have the right balance of adoration and abhorrence for her to not feel threatened or compelled to hurl insults at Fanny. Even though she looked so damn sexy in that tight t-shirt and baggy trackpants combination, kind of like a hiphop dancer, Yang took it all in good stride. "What an amazing transformation." Yang appauled. She had been waiting outside the stalls on account of all the other toilets being taken by other girls presumably using them as changerooms like Fanny was - seeing as they were takin their sweet ass time about their business. "Are you hungry?" Yang didn't even wait for an answer, forcing the brown paper bag into the girl's hand. Inside it would be a few Churros, of the chocolate coated variety. The latin sweet had somehow made its way to Japan where it had boomed into popular franchises. She was trying to consider it as redemption, for pulling a girl away from her cheap chcolate treat. "pft... First they deepfry something loaded with empty carbs, then they sprinkle powdered sugar over it, and then cover it all over in chocolate? Is it any wonder obesity is on the rise here?" the anorexic teen said, finally letting the package go and gifting it to Fanny. "Wash your hands first." she spoke to her, before entering the stall which closed with a loud THUD. Just Steve and a handwashing basin now... Only one tap in which the temperature of the water was not for him to decide.... Hot or cold.. Which one was it gunna be... (ooc: maaaaaate!! Im so sorry about the hold up!) |
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| Post #17 Nov 20 2012, 12:56 AM | Craze |
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No really, Fanny had trouble taking her eyes off herself. Despite holding out the money and demanding more shopping, she was stealing glances at herself in the mirror. On second thought, she kinda liked the baggy pants contrasting the tight shirt. It kinda made her look like a hip-hop dancer. All she needed to do was be doused in sweat and break out some moves. She was never good at dancing as a guy; she wondered if girls were innately better at it. Fanny made a mental note to try that theory out later. Yang handed Fanny a churro who, delighted, started gobbling it up immediately, getting it all over her face and hands. Her body, metaphorically depressed from being deprived of chocolate earlier, immediately went savage at the sight of it. She smiled widely afterward. "Thank you, GOD," she moaned. "You're the best, Yang." After the feast, Yang motioned for her to wash her hands. Fanny never knew Yang was a neat-freak; she always just rubbed her dirty hands on her pants... which she did just now. She grabbed a paper towel to wipe her face and all was well. (She was also consciously avoiding the faucets at all costs. Even if she could control temperature, she wouldn't risk it, although she never washed her hands anyway.) "All clean!" she declared! OOC: Now I'm sorry. I kept forgetting.
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