Things rarely go as planned, but that doesn't have to be a bad thing...
Transcript: “The little bastard! How the fuck does he do it?” Chris moaned in frustration as he and Joey trudged along the street outside their apartment.
“How the fuck should I know?” Joey shot back.
“I mean, we try to dull his edge with the girls by turning him into one, which I can’t believe actually worked—guess that crazy potion book we found in your loony grandma’s attic wasn’t so crazy after all—but then we walk in the door to find this!? A fucking hot lesbian orgy with Kyle right in the center of it? And those girls were hecka fine too. The fuck man!” Chris half growled at a stray cat, sending it scurrying back into the dark alley from whence it came.
“I know right? Girls everywhere, moaning, licking, and writhing, and screaming for more. I thought that shit only happened in porn. I mean, did you see the size of that strap-on the kinky blonde had? I mean, damn, I thought only a mare could take something that big! And they’ve been going for another what, two hours?”
“Three at least. I can’t believe the fucker kicked us out—of our own apartment no less! I mean sure, they don’t want us joining them, fine, but at least they could’ve let us stay and just watch!”
“Yeah, what was that he said? A girl’s only party?”
Suddenly, the two of them both froze and looked at each other as they realized they had the same crazy idea.
“You know, we do have enough rosegrass and bottled moonlight to cast another two more spells…”
It a party I would want to join. Very clever use of the image. I love the formatting and style choices you used as well.
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