Scenario #2

Dillinger

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You find yourself parachuting out a plane and you land in the middle of a strange and mysterious forest. You are wearing nothing but a bikini and your tits are three times bigger then you remember them to be (this is true whether you are a man or a woman).

There are 3 beers in the path in front of you. Harpoon Octoberfest, Magic Hat Jinx and Breckenridge Autumn Ale. They are surrounded by man eating frogs who are staring at you with blood in their eyes.

Behind you is Steven Tyler from Aerosmith carring the largest dildo you've ever seen and he is singing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

What do you do?
 
Chug the ale, fall on my back, and pray that Steven fills me with that dildo before the frogs eat me?

:eek:
 
Snatch Tyler's dildo, throw him to the frogs, and find a nice comfy tree branch. (I never liked beer anyway.)
 
Grab Mr. Tyler by his lip and sling him to the frogs. Grab the 3 beers. Run with the dildo. Use it to kill the forest dragon. Use its bones and skin to make a glider. Fly home. Drink the beers. Simple
 
Since the frogs are man-eating, I'd lure Steven over with my bouncy bodacious breasts and throw him to the frogs. While the frogs were busy mauling and eating him, I'd grab the beers, lean up against a tree and enjoy the show.
 
I smile at Steven, approaching him with a gleam in my eye. Stopping just inches from him, I run my hands over his chest. Looking into his eyes, I smile as I lean in to kiss him, my hand reaching for the toy in his hand. Once I have it I turn him around and push him backwards into the man eating frogs. While they are distracted, I scoop up the beer and the dildo, and run like hell to the nearest clearing. Where I sit, by a quickly running stream, drinking my beer and playing with my new toy.
 
Kick Steve's scrawny ass. Throw him to the frogs. Drink the beer and try to find a way to explain my new bodasious tata's to Kitte.
Take Care and Lust Always,
Ezarc
 
I saunter over to the man eating frogs...grab a Breckenridge Autumn Ale, hoist my self up Steven's lanky bod and enjoy the ride.
 
Ezarc said:
Kick Steve's scrawny ass. Throw him to the frogs. Drink the beer and try to find a way to explain my new bodasious tata's to Kitte.
Take Care and Lust Always,
Ezarc

Hmmm.....;)

I would use the dildo to pole vault over the frogs...while steven was chasing me to get his toy back the frogs would eat him...I would grab the beers....then sit back and enjoy the beer...my newly found Gigantaboobs and the dildo....(ouch)
 
Since I am a woman I have no worries about the man eating frogs. I would grab the nearest frog, give it mouth to mouth and blow it up whilst giving Steven a good kicking in the nuts, (what? The least the bugger could do is sing a decent song) tear off the bikini bottom, tie it up around the bloated frog's mouth and grab an ale, skull it and using the frog as a balloon float out safely.

(I am overly concerned about my breasts being three times there normaly size though. I fear I may fall over from the sheer weight but then I would probably bounce right back up again off them huge boobs. :D )
 
I awake slowly, unsure of the unfamiliar sounds I hear around me. Stretching I open my eyes and look around at my surrounding. It all comes rushing back to me, the plane, the frogs, Steven. I smile as I see my new, and now familiar dildo laying on the ground beside me. mmmm... But those are memories best left for another time, I have work to do here.

I climb to my feet and look around, getting my bearings as I pull my bikini top back on. OH GOD how did they ever convince me that I would need these boobs? Hiking the 10 miles through the forest, to the compound with these things was gonna be fun. With a shake of my head and a shrug of my shoulders I start walking...


Anyone care to continue to this? What's the job? Why the big tits? Who are they and what's at the compound?
 
*grabs Steven by his nuts, drain his blood, throws the relistic looking dildo to the frogs, and grab a beer*
 
repeat to myself over and over.....

"it's only a dream....it's only a dream....it's only a dream"
 
I would walk up to the man eating frogs and ask him if he would care to share. I would then turn with my beer and frog patee and decimate Steven Tyler by telling him how much his music has gone to hell. I would then suck on my nipples for a long time.
 
La Principessa said:
repeat to myself over and over.....

"it's only a dream....it's only a dream....it's only a dream"

But its not a dream, Steven Tyler is behind you right now and asking telling you to bend over and spread 'em.
 
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