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DH-01
Stripcreator Regular
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Behold! New crap!
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| Um... hey. Nice too metcha. My name's Dizzy, I'm a divorced mother of one adorably little sweetie of a girl, and I'm an upwardly mobile office manager. | |
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| Seeing that Funfun Time has *finally* run its course, I would at least be nice enough to show the lot of you what the cast members are up to. | |
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| ... okaaaaaaay, mebbe not *all* of the former cast. | |
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| He said he wanted to take me around to some parks in his unmarked white van today! Isn't that neat? | |
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| Hey, handsome. Do you by chance have an abnormally large penis? | |
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| ... er. Um, n-no, I don't. | |
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| Shit. Oh well. Sorry for wasting your time. | |
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| ... the *fuck* just happened? | |
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| Hey there. By any chance, do you have an abnormally large penis? | |
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| Actually, yes. Yes, I do. | |
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| That's nice. Well, seeya later. | |
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| ... alright, I missed something right there. | |
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| So, how was school today, honey? Didja learn anything special in class? | |
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| I learned that boys have a penis! | |
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| ... er. I think it's a little too early for you to be learning about that sort of thing, dear. | |
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| Well, that's what the principal called what I kicked when Robby tried to kiss me during recess. Mommy, do all boys cry like little babies when you kick them in the penis? | |
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| Actually, yes. Yes, they do. | |
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| Oooooh, so *that's* what happened to Daddy! | |
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| ... Leslie, I can no longer deny my needs. I need dick. | |
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| No you don't, and you know it... geez, you think that Mr. Slimeball that you kicked to curb would make you a lesbian or something. | |
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| Women don't have dicks. That is perhaps the only thing stopping me. | |
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| You act as if there aren't... other means to sate your blazing urges, Dizzy. | |
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| Ah, good old-fashioned cold, vibrating comfort. Of course you'd be well-versed in that field, Queen Strap-On. | |
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| At least they don't bitch at you when you tell it you have a headache. | |
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[Click to view comic: 'Story of a Girl: The Cock-adile Hunter']
[Click to view comic: 'Story of a Girl: The Morning After']
[Click to view comic: 'Story of a Girl: Silent Pictures']
[Click to view comic: 'Story of a Girl: Leslie's Favorite Shop']
[Click to view comic: 'Story of a Girl: Devil in a Sharp Red Suit']
--- Needs more sodomy.
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