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So you can talk huh? Ch1Pleasure Island was an island paradise that promised everything. People said it to be a place without rules or adults telling him what not to do. There was no work or school, only fun and pleasure. You could do whatever you wanted, even things adults forbade like drinking beer or smoking cigars. The best part was that it was all free.
It felt like a dream come true.
14-year-old Bobby was amoung the many boys on the ferry to the island.
Most of them spoke of the things they planned on doing on the island.
The younger boys spoke of indulging in junk food, going on rides and playing games. It was innocent stuff. Their enthusiasm seemed odd until Bobby remembered that most of them likely never got to do these things and had to be good, perfect little boys all of the time. The chance to let go and spend even just one night being out of control must have been impossible to resist.
Bobby had been more then happy to say accept the offer. His family didn't have much money and the cha
It needs a little -- skunk? 2The next day greeted Jordan. Sunlight streamed and a pleasant breeze blew through the window.
Jordan's sluggish mind kept the memories of his physical changes in a fog.
He sat up and blinked at the sight of the new room that greeted him.
Some of the fog lifted, letting Jordan remember that this wasn't a new room per say but his new room.
The vision the mirror across from his bed reflected of a humanoid female skunk sitting up his bed wearing what looked like overalls, gave Jordan a sudden awareness of the extra weight on his chest.
Jordan blinked and then chuckled when he realized that everything that happened the previous day was real.
"Who dressed me in overalls anyway?" Jordan asked.
A scream from Vick's room had Jordan bolting out of the bed and rushing over. What he saw when he got into the room was Vick standing beside his bed wearing a white dress.
"Why am I wearing a dress?" Vick cried. "This doesn't mean I've become a girl too does it?"
"Only one way to find out," Jordan said.
Crown of ThornsShe wakes up with red staining her pillow
and the taste of blood like iron in her mouth
It stains her teeth and leaks from her lips, and as she
rinses her mouth out, she can’t help thinking that
it’s better than dirt and ashes
it feels like she’s wearing a noose
of broken promises and shattered glass
that tightens around her throat with every day that passes
She nails a smile to her face
and doesn't let herself think the word dying
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