I didn't need people to realize I was about to explode my yougurt gun. I cringed at the
thought.
Joel; Smell what? Dude, what are you talking about, why don't you go take a cold shower?
He texted me back, and I held back another whimper of defeat. Protectors shouldn't be this damn weak, what the hell is happening to me? I shoke my head, slidding my fingers over the Iphone's touch screen keys, replying sadly.
Me; Could If I would. But this thing isn't small, It fucking hurts. I have no clue what's going on, but someone in this room smells like sex, and candy, and everything
amazing, and I want it.
I dropped my phone in my lap angrily and had to bite my lip to suppress a loud gasp and I twitched and enlarged. How is this even possible? Can someone grow this
big, like is it even natural? Am I mutant? And what was that damned smell? Fuck whoever it is, I hate them. Go roll around in mud, mask it, something! I put my head
