"Oh sure, girlfriend," sniffed F-cup Ditzygirl, "isn't that just like you? You wanna play with everyone else's avatar, but whenever it's your turn..."
"I blame Dribbler," DJW muttered. "She's the one who wrote me in!"
"Well you're the one who gave me permission!" Dribbler pointed out. "I blame the Author of the last episode!"
"You're both nuts," said F-cup. "The Old Wizard gave us the drinks! I say we fix him!"
The chaos subsided a bit as the other Authors heard this. "Good idea!" they shouted, and suddenly the bartender was transfixed and transfigured in the light of about fifteen different energy beams.
Where the Old Wizard had stood was now an Old Sorceress, completely naked. Her tits were huge but saggy, as was her belly. Her hips were wide, but her waist was wider.
"Ewwwww," Connie Volkov said, wrinkling her pretty little nose. "That's gross! Quick, make her younger, someone -- please!"
Dr. Hooker grinned. "That would hardly be a punishment! Naw, leave her like she is!"
Those Authors who weren't complete grossed out laughed maniacally.
The Old Sorceress sighed. "I did mention that the effects of my Private Reserve are strickly temporary, didn't I?"
"Is that true or are you just saying that?" demanded Nurse Hello.
"Wait a few minutes and see."
"Fuck that," said You Wish. "We're Authors, aren't we? We can change ourselves back now."
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