[Deadly Pixxxie]

Ask and ye shall receive, good sir.  😀

*curtseys*

My earliest fantasy…..hmmm….

I'd have to say it involved a rather…bad time in my life. I had just gotten thrown out of my parent's house and was couch surfing and staying with friends. To make matters worse…I was having my growth spurts, so my clothes weren't exactly fitting well…including my shoes. So as a result, I had to borrow my friend's mother's shoes….those old lady-ish looking nurse type lace up shoes.

Not exactly the most fashionable look for a teenaged girl, let me tell you.  😆

Because…my pants were above my ankles and I had gnarly looking shoes and I was always fussing with my brassiere and I was really tall and I had what the other girls called a "weird ass accent from some European place", some of the preppier girls tended to pick on me. My friend and I were walking through the lunch room when one of the girls tripped me and I went nose first into the floor. Then one the other girls stole my lunch and threw it away. So I went to nurse's office, got cleaned up and got on with my day…but I was fuming….livid….beyond angry. In algebra class (and it's always a math class isn't it?), I just started having this elaborate daydream about how things would have been different if I had some kind of super-power…like super speed or the ability to stop time…or if I was super strong….yeah…that's it!! And from there…the fantasy flourished and I had visions of my thin and pale arms gaining a greenish tint and muscle mass, shredding the sleeves of my vintage t-shirt. My thoughts progressed to my jeans beginning to hug my runner's legs, seams slowly starting to pop and rip…..and I could have sworn that I felt those ugly ass shoes of mine getting tighter in the toe area….and I could have sworn I heard a lace snap and the worn in leather groaning and protesting. As every second ticked by, my clothing got tighter and tighter….rips formed around my breasts, revealing my overly tightened bra straps…the button fly on my jeans began to pop open…my shoes creaked and groaned and my cute little pink toes revealed themselves…my skin got greener and greener……my red hair turned black……My bra snapped open and ripped apart and I was standing there….nude….and angry…and strong and beautiful and GREEN. I grabbed my desk and slammed it into that preppy bitch's face with all of my gamma enhanced strength and fury!!!!

At least I thought I did.

In actually, I was snoring a bit. And the teacher said I was mumbling in my sleep and I drooled a bit. And I was twitching.

Yep.

That was my first time.

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Sounds good to me so far.

😆

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Myself.

😀

I'm so egocentric.  😆

In any other stories, I imagine what the protagonist looks like…or if it's a celeb story, I pull up a picture of said celeb.

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Yeeeaaah.  🙂

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Tara, we need to go shoe shopping.  😀

[Deadly Pixxxie]

*slides Magnus a coffee*

😛

Androxi had it coming.

May he rot in the pits of hell, licking poop off of Marlon Brando's feet.

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Whatever, you troll.

See ya, See ya…..wouldn't wanna be ya….you're not original, like stuff from IKEA.

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I think I can whip a little something up.

I've been….sitting on a little something….concider it a private gift. 

All I can say is this….

These Wounds Won't Seem To Heal…This Pain Is Just Too Real….There's Just Too Much That Time Can Not Erase…..

😉

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Tops: Sweat shirts, hoodies and anything unbuttoned.

Bottoms: Sweat pants, running shorts, gym shorts.

Shoes/Footwear/Hosiery: Soccer slides, knee high lace up boots with heels, SOCKS (when she's wearing JUST socks. ugh hate it), Birkenstock clogs (vomitewwwgrossfrigginhipstercrap), skate shoes and friggin' CHUCK TAYLORS. CHUCK TAYLORS ARE SO UNLADYLIKE. THERE SHOULD BE A NATIONAL LAW BANNING WOMEN FROM WEARING THEM.

Magnus, you know what I DON'T like.  😉

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Work faster.

Millions on welfare depend on you!

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