Fostering apocalypse4/11/2023 ![]() Her butt cheeks had to be at least double their size, stretching her poor sweatpants to the max and making them look almost like spandex. She already had quite the posterior before, but here? It felt like her ass was threatening to rip right out of her jeans. Her hands left the rubber hose and traveled down to the south on her back, sliding across something rather plump. A shiver traveled up her spine as a tight, odd sensation grew within her rear. The air bubble simply bumped against her hands, casually passing through her grasp and following up into her maw.įWOMP! Rachel’s eyes dilated as her cheeks went rosy red. Rachel gripped the hose tightly as she could. The handle of the pump had been mysteriously pushed down, and the hose… something round and bulgy, like a big air bubble out of a cartoon, was traveling down it. ![]() PUMP! Her eyes wandered from her mouth at the strange sound, noticing something new and potentially shifty. She pulled, but to no avail despite how much power she put into it. Crapcrapcrap! she thought, unable to speak with the hose in her maw, what the hell?! Is this some kind of toony junk or… Rachel’s eyes nearly bugged out of her head, arms flailing about wildly before latching onto the hose to tug. The hose’s end flew up and shoved itself straight into her mouth, stretching open her jaws to make way for it. The hose flew about, lifting from the ground and smacking her in the face… somewhat. However, she did not jump far away enough. The item whipped about like a loose fire-hose, causing the woman to jump away in shock. Vibrations trickled down like a stretched rubber band from its handle, to its base and all the way to its hose. Maybe she can find a better place for-Īs she grabbed the handle, the bike bump shivered. Better put this upstairs and ask her about it. She grabbed the bike pump by its handle and lifted it. The blue girl sighed and just shrugged, deciding not to try and figure out the inner workings of a toon’s mind. I didn’t think she had a bike, Rachel pondered, don’t see one around here either… maybe that’s stored where her foodcart is? The woman looked at the bike bump curiously, taking in its cartoonishly oversized appearance and its long hose that stretched out from it. “Oh JD,” she quietly spoke, “You really need to get your toonside to store her stuff in a proper place.” Rachel took the taped-on note and tossed it to the side, shaking her head. Taped to its front was a simple note: “Property of Jessica the Toon Pupper. Behind the containers was a large bike pump painted with white, pink, and purple stripes. Much to her surprise, she discovered something that looked out of place. She walked over to a corner of the wide room, pushing a few more boxes aside. “JD’s old strategy guide collection,” she muttered to herself, “Probably worth holding onto until he says so.” ![]() Opening the lid on one of the plastic tubs, she gave it a quick peek before closing it up. Midday, her fiance and roommate were out and off doing their own things, leaving her with some personal time.ĭeciding to do something different for once, the blue girl shifted through the random items that had piled up in the basement to see what was worth keeping or tossing. “So messy!” Rachel mumbled, looking through the clutter, “We gotta clean up more around here.” The woman yawned as she shifted through the boxes and containers in the basement.
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