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Star and T.C Volume:1
!!WARNING!!
These tales are guaranteed to offend, degrade and gross-out all people of shape, size, gender and religion. Any attempt to sue will fail. Stories are based on real people and real events. Published by Darkmoor Press. Rights owned by S.T.C and Co. Any attempts at plagiarize will result in my foot up your ass.
Story 1. Volume 1.
"Star, T.C, and the Pedophilic Piss-on"
Scribble Scribble Scribble T.C sat in the sweaty science room, scribbling on her notebook while Ms. Dorabanger, the teacher, droned on in her dull voice about something completely irrelevant to life. She tied her black braids back into a ponytail at the nape of her neck as Star, who was seated next to her at the deserted black table at the back of the room, took out a piece of paper. Sweeping a long red ringlet back into the rest of her hair, she scribbled feverishly on last night's algebra homework. Suddenly, the door banged open, causing T.C to look up and Ms. Dorabanger to stop mid-sentence. T.C dropped her red-eyed gaze back down to her notebook as the hunchbacked, old assistant teacher stepped into the room. His gray eyes swept over the students as Ms. Dorabanger began to talk again, finally coming to rest on the two gothic girls sitting at the rear of the room. An evil grin spread across his face as he moved like a shark to sit across from T.C and Star. They looked up at each other as he pulled up a chair with looks that clearly said "What the hell?!" Mr. Friction chuckled softly, then turned to T.C. "That's a very nice skirt, T.C." he rasped. "It shows of your legs VERY nicely." T.C crossed her long, boot clad legs and, with an honorable attempt, tried to smile. It came out as more of a grimace. Chuckling again, he turned to Star. "What a nice shirt Star!" he wheezed. "It accentuates your curves quiet nicely." Star, making no attempt at being polite, made a squeak of disgust before dropping her head again. Finally, miraculously, the bell rang. Star and T.C, eager to rid themselves of the creepy old man, jumped out of their seats and rushed out the door, heading to their next classes. Mr. Friction stared after them, his pedophilic plan already raging in his minds eye.
end of first part XP
So, yeah. That's it for now. I've got the rest, but you'll have to wait. Give me feed-back, I am eager to hear it. I will hopefully post the next one tomorrow. Thanks again for reading.
-Star
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