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 Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 9:45 am
This was probably the best thing that had ever happened to B0nez.
Harrison wasn't as happy about it. No, he didn't want to play with Rep and Jordan's tits. No, he didn't want to play with his own tits. No, he didn't feel like doing anything but going to get some kind of harness to strap himself down so he could work out and try to forget about what else he was missing.
He struggled to fit into his jeans- when the hell had he gotten so fat, and after trying on several shirts with the same squashed, wall-eyed result, decided to forgo shirts all together.
They weren't even his knockers, really. What did he care.
He pulled on some boots and went to go see how long the line for the quartermaster's was.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 9:46 am
Sasha socked Dakota in the gut before spinning on her heel in order to glare at Jerry, her bracelet tinkling as she moved.
"If you don't stop your bitching I swear to God... I swear to ... I'm sorry, Jerry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I just.. I'm so sorry but seriously b***h if you don't stop whining about yourself I will ... come here Jerry let me hug you, I'm so sorry, just.. I don't know what's going on, but yes you're right you are so ugly, Goddamn."
She started laughing, a maniacal sound that rang out loud and clear.
Tears threatened.
"I'm sorry! You aren't ugly, Jerry, I think we're all just having a really, really bad day!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 9:49 am
And then Jerry burst into tears proper, slumped down onto the floor of the hallway with the blanket over his head, and sobbed mightily.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 9:56 am
Sasha would have either slapped Jerry or burst into tears as well, but she was busy moving into her room to retrieve her phone. A missed call from H.
Great.
She listened to the voice ******** great.
"I have to go see the doctor. A promotion might be in my future!"
Sasha started sobbing. Or laugh-sobbing. It was hard to tell at this point. Either way she quickly dressed before making her way back out of the room. Her top didn't fit well, and she'd had to leave most of it unbuttoned.
The sobs started for real.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:00 am
"S-sasha wait..." Jerry (Jeri?) Squeaked, reaching after her, "You... you can't leave me like this!!" He stared out from under the blanket, before limp-stumbling his way back into the room to try to haul on his jump suit- the only thing she could think would fit her altered frame and new.... loads up front.
Zipping it up proved problematic.
With the door open, Jerry simply started sobbing again with a frustrated snarl, throwing a shoe out the doorway. "FINE! FINE JUST... JUST ABANDON ME LIKE THIS! B-b-b***h." He sniffed miserably.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:01 am
Jordan paused to prod Jerry with a sockfooted toe. "Knock that s**t off, we've all been inconvenienced and you're a traffic hazard. Go cry elsewhere." He tried to cross his arms, found that it was almost impossible to do so with the current size of his chest, and threw his hands up in exasperation. "Oh my ******** god. What is this. How do women even deal with this."
He really shouldn't be taking his temper out on anyone, but right now he just couldn't make himself care. Fortunately, Jerry got up to wobble after Sasha, removing himself from the hallway floor and taking away one reason to rage at him. Somehow, that pissed Jordan off even more.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:08 am
Candace didn't feel too different when she woke up at first. Though her chest did feel...heavier. Strange. Maybe it was just because she was tired. Her pajama top felt tighter. Strange.
It had taken looking in the mirror to realize why her bra wouldn't fit.
Son of a b***h! How the ******** did...what?! How did...WHAT?!
She heard crying and yelling outside. Her eyebrow twitched. Why the ******** were they yelling and crying.
Candace settled on a nice button-up shirt she had stolen from the doctor, managing to get it most of the way up before just giving up and leaving most of the top unbuttoned, not caring how much of her cleavage it revealed. It was no different from usual, honesty.
The first thing she saw when she opened the door was a pair of scarred breasts, and then finally the scarred face that matched them walking by.
"...Harrison?!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:11 am
Ofelia was surprised to find her breasts had gotten slightly large and that she had a cramp. All in all it made her feel a bit more sour, her insides were aching, but it was nothing really new? Periods always kicked her a** neatly whenever she was on them, or approaching being on them, and considering she wasn't bleeding everywhere life was good. She did want to eat something salty though, as opposed to the wonderfulness that was sweets, and she rotated her shoulders back as she started towards the kitchen.
And then came upon a bunch of girls standing in the middle of the hallway like a flock of birds with nothing better to do. They were arguing, they were yelling, and worst of all they were crying. Even if Ofelia felt irked she wasn't going to cry, even if she hurt and was in lots of pain and irritated as hell there was no need to make a big fuss.
" . .. . . . should Ah make sommin' sweet for all'a y'all ta eat? Or maybe sommin' with some iron in it, from the looks'a it all y'all are pretty pale." Also all entirely female but hell, this was Deus. Ofelia wasn't going to seem ignorant and think that this might not be something normal and accepted.
Now she just had to brace for the responses, since when she walked up there had already been some punching and way more tears. Good lord.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:12 am
Rep took another few spoonfuls of the sugar drenched cereal. It wasn't helping at all.
He wished it was ice cream. He loved ice cream. Thinking about how much he loved ice cream was a dull ache in his chest. He deserved ice cream, he'd earned it, he put up with so many terrible people, he put up with things like this. Ice cream was the very least he deserved. Why was it just so hard?
And then Jordan was yelling down the hall, why did people have to yell? All the hate. It was stressing him out.
He started sobbing again, leaning on the wall.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:14 am
Harrison scowled, trying to block out all the wailing.
His morning routine was pretty thoroughly interrupted at this point.
"Ah! ********!" He nearly tripped over his shoes as Candace's door popped open, but managed to catch himself even with his funbags wobbling everywhere. He glared, just dared her to say something. "What?" he asked.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:19 am
 "Where the ******** is your shirt?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:23 am
One minute Otto was just making his way back from being on duty, and the next he was hit with some strange wave. It made him feel a lot of things all at once. Sad, angry, and came with incredible back pain. And then he looked down. Otto cried his little girl heart out in a corner.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:26 am
"Does it ******** look like any of my shirts are going to fit?" Harrison asked. He glowered. Candace wasn't even bothering to be subtle with the staring.
"Maybe if you take a picture it'll last longer."
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:26 am
Cass returned from her little 'My body is trying to expel evil' incident in the bathroom with a frown on her face.
"It's too early for this." she whimpered, not even taking a moment to actually notice EVERYBODY had the boob problem (or maybe she didn't care over the angry hold of her uterus that was going to cripple her again at any moment), "I need Ice Cream before I'm going to handle this.." she mumbled to herself, shifting the shirt she was wearing to try and cover her legs more as she made her way back to her room.
All she had to do was not feel sick again. It was a lofty goal.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:34 am
Jerry was still fuming as he limped his way out of his and Sasha's room, tears streaking across his glasses as he wagged a skinny finger at Jordan, "D-don't you dare talk to me like- ooooh goodness. Y-you too, Jordan?" She squeaked, "I'm sorry I just... I... I don't know what... what I'm supposed to do and... and Sasha's run off and..." The water works threatened to return as she wobbled ahead of Jordan with her cane clutched in one hand and a mad attempt to support her chest with the other arm. "This... isn't as fun as being a penguin..."
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