#re-flex

[bonkleton]

Fused Frenemies A.A

The fused frenemies have legs again! But not as many as they used to... ---- Continued from Fused Frenemies A... As their fused flesh started to burble again, Sophie looked at Phoebe with a flat-browed grimace. "You'd win the 'speaking too soon' contest, Phoebe." Phoebe smiled sheepishly with a shrug. The pair watched as their seam started to bulge upward, seeming to swallow their flanks as it went. The two of them each felt one of their arms being pulled into the rising mass as well, Sophie her right arm, Phoebe her left.  "Wait no, that's--" Sophie started to protest, but it was too late, and hers and Phoebe's shoulder violently contracted into the seam, and as their body slinked back out to normal length, they realized it was just that - their body, singular. They each had one arm and one leg, joined from their necks down. They both elongated their necks to take a better look at their sharing situation. "Great, just perfect," Sophie grumbled, holding her arm out for balance. "How about now, Phoebe? Do you finally think this is a problem? Oh pray tell." Phoebe looked up at Sophie, startled and seemingly caught off guard. She had been poking their belly right on their seam, wanting to see what it felt like to poke both herself and Sophie at the same time. Sophie glanced at her finger, raising an eyebrow. "Oh um, yeah, I suppose this is becoming a problem, eh?" Phoebe agreed quietly. "Oh wow, thanks! I'm glad you finally agree, dumbass!" Sophie berated her. "Now what, lemon-brain?" Phoebe put her finger to her chin to think, and as she folder her arm across her chest to do so, Sophie tried to ignore the feeling of Phoebe's boob rubbing against her own as she waited for Phoebe to answer. ---- NEXT - CHOOSE ONE: A. They finish "zipping" together, even their head now split down the middle! B. Phoebe suggests that they try to pull apart down the middle! C. Their condition seems to have stabilized, and they can apparently share their body's feelings and control seamlessly... ---- Thanks to Noah-Wave for doing this comm for me! You should check him out, because he does awesome stuff! : D Hope you enjoy! ~ Bonkie

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[churchofsatannews]

The Metro #745

This week on The Metro, Rev. Jeff Ivins brings you the following music for your time warp back to the 1980s: Escape Club, Blondie, The Go-Go’s, Undertones, Re-Flex, Pet Shop Boys, Jermaine Stewart, Peter Gabriel, Call, The Human League, Rubber Rodeo, The Smiths, The Motels, Red Rockers, Midnight Oil, and finishes off with Cyndi Lauper. Stream The Metro #745. Download The Metro #745.

[senatormc]

Wednesday Afternoon Music

THE POLITICS OF DANCING…. Probably the ultimate 80’s song….everything about this song is early 80’s…that’s my opinon. Very hard to find out more about this band. I did a deep dive on YT and found a bunch of stuff I will post below the video..give it a listen, its fantastic!!! I even like the idea behind the video…here is a pretty good cover with some sweet guitar! And this is why I love YT –…

[bigbigtruck]

Hey, so today KING IN LIMBO volume 1 came out, and I HIGHLY recommend it. Full disclosure: I’m the letterer on this manga. Kodansha paid me for that, but not to plug this book, or to gush about it with the editor. This is probably my favorite title I’ve ever worked on. The SF premise is very cool and the sense of place is spot on, but what makes KING IN LIMBO stand out is the multifaceted, layered main character. If you’re into grounded, character-heavy SF and want more comics for mature readers please check it out.

I just got the script and assets for the third and final volume and am so excited to see how it wraps up.

[polux-aka-hyakunana]

Cooking my own food between projects pt.2

Pt 1 feat Tycoon and Buffa

And context on the rambling tags of this past post lol

[ryoun]

Dating is a waste of time. I'd rather catch one more criminal.

buuut the fact that we have her & Song Joong-ki in Reborn Rich:

[luis-serra-kennedy]

uhh wip I guess. this is a 1998 Raccoon City AU that has absolutely nothing to do with any rockstar!Luis AU, but I don't really want to post it on main either. some of it is kinda rough, I'll flesh it out more eventually, probably when I finally do my back to back RE2 and RE2R playthroughs and figure out where this plot is going, beyond the homeless loser Leon and rich Luis contrast

Leon knew that not every day as a cop would have him out in the streets, catching bad guys and saving lives, being a hero. But he thought he'd at least be doing more things directly related to police duties. At this point he'd welcome doing paperwork at the station, because that would at least make him feel like he's finally reached his dream, being a police officer.

Instead he just feels like an errand boy for the Umbrella Corporation. He's not even doing small errands for the taxpayers, just for some stupid corporation that could surely afford to hire their own people to do the stuff Leon does. The first couple times, he was hoping it would only be a short-term thing, and Chief Irons would eventually start telling them he couldn't keep giving up his own staff for them. But that never happens. Every damn day Leon shows up at the station and immediately gets rushed out by Irons, telling him some high profile Umbrella researcher is in town and needs a police escort somewhere, or the NEST lab's getting something delivered and someone has to escort the truck, just day after day of stupid errands for a stupid company.

Today he's serving as a security guard for an Umbrella party. Just standing by a wall, looking at a bunch of rich people. He didn't even get to take a police cruiser out, he was just told to wear his uniform but drive his personal vehicle. He finally gets a little excitement. A tipsy, tan man strides over. Glasses and long hair, handsome.

“What are you doing here?” The man asks, leaning a hand on the wall.

“What-? I'm here because I'm security? Who are you?”

“Luis Serra. I haven't been in the country long, but I have been working for Umbrella for a good while, never seen cops like you around at any parties. Usually just have some of our own Umbrella soldiers as security,” Umbrella has soldiers? They're a pharmaceutical company. But this guy is definitely drunk, apparently from another country, so maybe this is just some misunderstanding and he means Umbrella security guards. “Not that I'm complaining. I like a man in uniform, but the Umbrella soldiers don't do it for me, they wear helmets, cover their faces! I like pretty faces.”

“Uh, yeah, I haven't been a cop very long and I think my boss kinda hates me,” Leon says, trying to sidestep the fact he's pretty sure this guy just implied he thinks Leon is pretty, which makes his knees feel a little weak. “He gives me stupid assignments all the time. He's got some deal with someone at Umbrella because I do so many Umbrella errands. It's like, Leon, Umbrella has a truck delivering sensitive stuff so you're going to escort it part of the way. Leon, Umbrella is having an employee party and wants extra security so I'm sending you, Chris and Jill, you get to go investigate murders.’ I never get to do anything. I don't think it's just that I'm new and not experienced because he won't let me even start getting experience. I can't tag along with someone else to help and get experience because I'm always too busy with stupid stuff.”

Leon is definitely going to die alone. This guy totally checked him out, said he likes a man in uniform and a pretty face, and definitely stared at Leon's lips for an unnecessarily long time. And then instead of rolling with it Leon decided to start complaining about his job and boss, and he can practically see the man's interest deflate, until he awkwardly walks away. But maybe it's for the best because it's not like Leon is in a position to try and get up to anything romantic… What's he going to do if he starts making out with this guy and he wants to come home with him? His “home” is a jeep.

Leon watches the man go over and talk to some woman, probably flirting, and gets way more jealous than he has any right too… Maybe it could work. They could hook up. Leon could suggest they go back to the other man's place, if he says it won't work then Leon will make up his own excuse and say they can just fool around in his car. He's pretty sure there's nothing obviously suspicious about the interior of the car. Maybe just some clothes sitting out in the backseat and a food wrapper or two, nothing that screams “I've been living in this car for a week.”

Leon abandons his post at the wall, to run after the man. He doubts anyone will care enough to make sure it gets back to Irons that he wasn't doing what he was supposed to. Whoever he was talking to loses interest and walks away, giving Leon an in.

“Hey, wait, are you leaving soon?” Leon asks, catching up to him.

“I don't know? Why's it matter to you?”

“Well, uh, you're drunk? I can't let you drive home.”

“First of all, I won't even be driving. I don't drive, I'll walk, I don't live too far. Second of all, I don't know why you're singling me out, everyone else here is–” The man starts to gesture around at everyone else, but then suddenly stops and looks at Leon, smirking. “Ohh, I get it. You're completely right, I'm far too drunk to leave on my own, I need a handsome officer to escort me home~ Right now, I'm bored.”

“Okay. Let's go," Leon says, heading out to his jeep, Luis following. “Can you give me directions to your place?”

“Uh, well, the thing is… No, I can't. I've only been here a couple days, I was put up in a hotel the first night because today Umbrella was going to furnish the apartment so I could sleep there tonight, I do have thr key, but I think I left the paper with the address and directions at the lab so I have no idea where it is or how to get there…”

Okay, Leon can work with this. Even though he's been denied chances to learn about his actual job, he's at least tried to learn about the city. Everyone at the Umbrella party seemed disgustingly rich, so he's reasonably sure which apartment building they would put Luis in, the nicest, most expensive building in the city.

“I think I know what building it would be in.”

“I don't know the number off the top of my head. We can just go to your place tonight. I do know where the lab is, in the morning I'll find my way there, then I'll have the paper with everything written down,” Great, just great. Luis seems to sense Leon's displeased with this development, even if he's not entirely sure why. “Am I misreading everything? Are you genuinely just trying to make sure I get home? I thought you just wanted to have sex with me and it wouldn't matter where we ended up… I'm really not that drunk, just drop me off at the lab, I'll get the paper and make it there on my own.”

“Well, at first I was just trying to get laid. But now that I know you haven't been in the country long and haven't even been to where you're living once and don't know your address, I'm actually starting to think it would be wrong to drop you off alone anywhere after dark. The problem is I can't just take you home with me…” Come on, think of a decent lie… “My apartment is being fumigated right now. The station has beds I'll be getting my sleep on in the meantime, but I can't really take you in with me.”

“That's okay, let's just fuck in your backseat.”

Leon wants to point out that that doesn't even solve the main problem, where Luis will sleep tonight, but Luis is already crawling over to the backseat, so apparently they're doing this right now. Well, there's still one hurdle.

“So, uh, I don't have a dick, is that a deal breaker?”

“I do have one, is that a deal breaker? I'm kind of a slut, if you can't tell,” Luis is nervous too, after his witty response. “I don't really have deal breakers. You're pretty, I really, really like you for reasons I don't really understand, as long as we both get off, this is a success in my book.”

“Of course you're just a slut. It's not me,” And Leon can't just let himself win, he's going to screw this hookup up before it begins. “You would have slept with anyone at that party who was interested.”

“It's not like that! Okay, maybe it's a little like that. But I do like you. I don't want to say love at first sight, but there was something special when I looked at you. I wouldn't normally break away from the crowd to go try and flirt with a security guard, I would've slept with a coworker. I am a slut, but you feel special enough I'll try and do things right, we can go on dates and not have sex right now?”

“No,” Leon says, shaking his head and getting out of the jeep to get into the backseat with Luis. “You already got me excited, we're doing this. I don't really, uh, have a lot of experience with this though.”

“That's alright, I'll take it slow for you, pretty boy.”

Leon suspects that Luis didn't mean taking it slow as making out for a while and then just fingering Leon because he came in his pants, but Leon's not going to complain about that being the outcome. It was still the best orgasm of his life.

“Whew, that was good,” Luis mutters, lazily running a hand through Leon's hair. “Worked up an appetite. You know any good places around here open this late?”

“Yeah,” Leon mutters. This is actually better than the orgasm, just laying on top of Luis, feeling his hair played with. He's never had sex, and he's also never had this kind of intimacy either. Hell, he's barely even been hugged. His bio parents weren't affectionate, none of his foster families were either, and he was never able to make friends in school. It's probably sad that it takes so little to make him happy, but Luis is making him feel loved. The only bad thing is that he's so sweaty, it's gross, the way the wetness of his uniform clings to his skin. But he pushes it to the back of his mind, focusing on Luis. “I've never been to any, but there's some diners open.”

Leon should not be going out to eat right now. He was broker than broke before moving to Raccoon City, he has gotten one paycheck but it was underwhelming. He's still going to have to pinching pennies for a while to scrape together the money for a deposit. But there's very little that he wouldn't sacrifice to extend the time he has in Luis's presence.

“So, after we're done here, you can drive me to the lab, then I'll get my paper with the stuff so you can drive me to my apartment?” Luis asks, eating the most expensive thing on the menu, which Leon is still going to pay for because he's more than a little desperate to make sure this guy likes him. “Or we could just go to a hotel if you don't want to make more stops?”

“No, I don't mind,” In fact, Leon would mind going to a hotel. He really shouldn't have spent this much money on food, he really can't blow money on a hotel right now. Maybe Luis might pay for it, but that's not a risk he wants to take. And he'd still feel obligated to at least offer to split the cost… “I know right where the lab is.”

Leon thought this was going to be a wait in the car while Luis runs in to get something type of situation, but Luis asks him to come in too. Leon had seen the outside of the lab, but hadn't gone inside before, the place is high security. They go through several doors that either need Luis's retinal or badge scanned to open, but after what feels like forever they finally reach a locker room. Luis opens one locker that has a few boxes stacked inside. He takes and pockets a paper that was on top of the boxes, grabs a bag that was hanging, then gestures to the boxes.

“Ah, so, when arranging the whole transfer thing, Umbrella would have had the movers also get my personal belongings, but I have stuff a little too important to trust with strangers and decided to put my boxes in my locker for now…” Luis blushes slightly and nervously rubs the back of his neck. “So I was thinking maybe you could help me out..? You actually have muscles, I'm kind of a twig, lab work isn't athletic.”

For a brief second Leon fears that Luis doesn't really like him and this was all an elaborate ruse to get someone to help him move his boxes. But thankfully logic prevails and he realizes the thought makes no sense, Luis had originally wanted to go to Leon's place.

“Yeah, I can probably get two at once, if you can get the other one it'll only take us one trip.”

Leon feels like he's entering a whole new world, one he doesn't belong in, going into the apartment building. The place is just so nice, and quiet. The marble floor is sparkling, Leon worries about his shoes leaving footprints. Up the elevator, then finally to the apartment that's Luis's… Yeah, Leon does not belong in this world. Some floor to ceiling walls, beautiful flooring, furniture that Leon has to believe is brand new and expensive. Why has Leon been acting like he has a chance with this guy if he just keeps his current living situation a secret long enough? Even if he does keep it a secret until he finally gets an apartment, Luis will dump him when he sees it because it'll be a shithole of an apartment, nothing close to this level of luxury that Luis is apparently accustomed to, seeing as Luis is looking around the place like it's his normal, not anything particularly impressive.

“Thanks for the help, and for the food, and sorry I made you drive all over the place. You should just sleep here tonight, save you another trip back to the station. And, well, I like you, so I'd like you to stay longer. If you want to, of course.”

“Yeah. If I can shower, and I should probably wash my uniform too.”

“Of course, of course, I have some soaps from when I was in the hotel you can use. And you can wear some of my clothes for tonight.”

Jesus Christ, Leon had been thinking that his jeep seat wasn't really that unpleasant, but it's going to suck now that he's experienced such an absurdly comfortable mattress. It's extra comfortable because he's also wearing Luis's shirt, and he has Luis next to him. He almost doesn't want to fall asleep, because he doesn't want this to end. If he doesn't play his cards right, this is the only time he'll ever be in a bed with Luis. If he does, this… relationship? still has an expiration date, the day Luis finally realizes that Leon is a broke loser who doesn't fit into his world.

But unfortunately Leon is also very worn out and can't make the moment last too long before dozing off.

[gayofthefae]

I'm sure the actor is a lovely person but how is everything literally always her fault

I have only seen her on Jane the Virgin, The Rookie, and now 9-1-1 and oh my God I hate her more than I've ever hated any character in every one of these roles.

[bonkleton]

Fused Frenemies A.C

Stuck but still stretchy! They might be able to work with this... ---- Continued from Fused Frenemies A... After a moment of silence between the two conjoined compatriots, Sophie shrugged. "Yeah, it looks that way for now." Phoebe smiled. "Exactly!" Sophie rolled her eyes. "So, what now?" Phoebe looked surprised, then tapped her chin. "Good question." Sophie squirmed her leg, feeling Phoebe's side of their shared buttocks rub against hers and wincing in discomfort. "Honestly I just..." she paused to swallow her words for a moment. "Yeah?" Phoebe asked, growing concerned. "I was just looking forward to wearing normal clothes again after all this was done." Sophie seemed to be holding back tears. Phoebe was taken aback. Extending her torso back and reaching down to support her body with her arms, she said, "Hey, let's sit down, okay? Would you like that?" Sophie nodded, and the two of them both allowed their legs to flop down to the floor, extending their torsos to sit up on their bellies. "You know, the whole morphing thing, and now I'm not doing that anymore. Which is great! This is still better, but, I guess maybe not? I don't know." Sophie wiped her eyes. Phoebe put her hand on Sophie's shoulder. "Hey, we're in this together, Sophie. You want to get out of our suits? Or, I guess, suit? Want to put on something normal? We can do that." Sophie nodded. Phoebe smiled gently. "Okay, so how do we do this, then? Which neck hole do we get out of?" After a moment pondering this question while Sophie stared at her expectantly, Phoebe shrugged. "Mine it is!" With that, Phoebe pulled her arms into her torso like a turtle, then with a wiggle, detached them from the sleeves of her suit, and let them slip back out, now empty. Sliding her hands up to her neck hole, she stretched it wide open and pulled her upper body through, nipple-less chest and all.  Sophie reflexively looked away to give Phoebe privacy, but when Phoebe laughed a little, she felt a bit silly. After all, she was about to undress too, and they were literally sharing a pair of hips as it was.  Speaking of shared hips, Sophie yelped a little as Phoebe pulled her hip out of her neck hole along with her leg, stretching the spot where their bodies were joined. At this point Phoebe was fully undressed, and now it was Sophie's turn to undress. She started by slipping her leg out to join Phoebe's, and then started rolling the shared suit up her body. Before long, her own smooth chest was exposed, then her arms, and finally her head slipped through both neck holes! "Welcome to naked time with Phoebe," Phoebe smirked. Sophie glared and fought the urge to cover her silicone-doll-like body, knowing it would just amuse Phoebe more. "Whatever. I'll be right back." With that, Sophie elongated her torso, scooting across the floor, down the hall, and into her bedroom. As soon as she was alone, she felt better. Maybe not alone, since her hip was literally still attached to her house-guest, but it still felt like she had some space to herself, and that let her think a bit. She rooted through her drawers to quickly grab some underwear and shirts, then after thinking about it, discarded one of the shirts from her drawer and opened Holly's drawer. Holly's bust line was not as generous as Phoebe's, but it was closer than Sophie's, at least, so it would be a marginally better fit. Sophie suddenly tensed as she felt something sliding across her foot. Her entire body wriggled in shock, and she heard a shout from the other room, followed by a soft thump. Quickly her neck our of the room to check, Sophie saw that Phoebe had fallen over beside Sophie's leg. Apparently Sophie had pulled her off balance with her sudden tug. "The hell, eh!?" Phoebe snapped. Sophie began retracting her body, looking sheepish. "Sorry, you spooked me there." Phoebe sat back up on her extended belly. "No harm done." "More like 'no harm, duh,' flubber-face." Sophie snarked. "Takes one to know one, girl!" Phoebe winked. The two of them exchanged glances again before slipping into their respective shirts, Sophie in particular feeling relieved to cover her chest, largely featureless though it was. It took some effort for the pair to wiggle their shared pair of legs into the underwear and pants Sophie had chosen, but with the pants compressing their malleable flesh into shape, it at least looked convincing as a pair of legs that actually belonged together! That is, as long as Phoebe remembered to shorten her leg to Sophie's leg length. With a bit more effort, the pair managed to stand their legs up, and admired their attempt at normalcy. Phoebe seemed satisfied, and simply flopped onto her front and relaxed her torso. "There, is that better, Sophie?" Sophie smiled. "Yeah I do feel a bit better now. Thanks Phoebe." She sat there examining their dressed-up legs for a moment longer, and then it happened. She had an idea! ---- NEXT - AU Shenanigans: Joined at the Hip (TO BE WRITTEN LATER) ---- Thanks to NoahWave for doing this comm for me! You should check him out, because he does awesome stuff! : D Hope you enjoy! ~ Bonkie

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[iwatcheditbegin]

$360M catalogue that she was able to buy on her own Without shady private equity groups funding anything

[keyleth-clay]

(Second half of this ask from @fey-changeling)

Venture Maidens Ship Headcanons (one for each of my ships):

Arrnodel/Aaron: I like to headcanon Arrnodel as acespec, specifically demisexual (largely influenced by mild spite towards an offhand comment that Brittany made in one of the Q&A's from early on in Fate), and I think that that colours their relationship very heavily. Between her overall lack of experience, her only just now realizing that she can, in fact, experience sexual attraction, and Aaron being pulled between his love for Arrnodel and his loyalty to Mila and Rem, it's not surprising that their relationship got rocky towards the end of the campaign, though I like to think they end up working things out eventually (yes I am once again ignoring the legacy games 💙.)

Kara/Gidget: Chrysanthemums. Ever since the first date way back when, when Kara brought Gidget that bouquet of mums, I can't help but associate them with the flowers (and hey, you read Two Months, you already knew that, I wasn't subtle about it lol). In the language of flowers, they symbolize love, loyalty, and longevity, and I think that's really fitting for them. Kara has a mums-patterned shirt, Gidget makes Kara a bouquet of metal mums, Gidget's favourite perfume is chrysanthemum scented, etc etc.

(bonus Glitchhilde headcanon: you know that post about "rubber duck debugging"? Kara is Gidget's rubber duck.)

Fera/Chess: okay, so sneak preview for Two Weeks, but given that Chess is a demi-deity, I think we as fanfic authors get to break all the rules and let them do whatever the hell we (and they) want. Specifically, they can kinda... communicate telepathically/slightly share a body with Fera, even across long distances? If that makes sense? They can slip a little bit of their immortal consciousness alongside hers, since they're basically her patron, and whatever she sees, they can see, and whatever she feels, they can feel. This, of course, leads to some very fun and kinky sexual experiments. How strongly does Chess feel what Fera does? Do they feel it in their own body, or is their some kind of disconnect? Does the connection go both ways? Can Chess open up the connection a little bit more and (consensually) control Fera during these encounters? They have a lot of fun figuring it out.

Rem/Isolde: God, I'm not even sure what headcanons I have for them that you haven't given me... let me think............ actually, kind of inspired by you anyways, but since Isolde is connected to the Sisters of Sorrow (weavers), I think it would be cool if she was also a crafter - knitting being the obvious choice, but also a seamstress who creates her own dresses, too. I think she'd always wanted to use Rem as a muse/mannequin for some of her dresses, but wasn't able to until Rem ended up in her Wood Elf body (due to being gremlin sized™). After the gods fall and the two of them aren't the main leaders of the Sisters/Furies anymore, they'd have a lot more time to get to indulge in their hobbies, and Isolde gets to dress Rem up all pretty and then make a mess of her later ❤️🤍🖤.

Valerius/Dee: Okay first of all, not a headcanon, but I just want to yell about how much I appreciate their relationship. Valerius is quite overtly flamboyant, in a way that could easily be read as queer, and it's so rare to find m/f relationships where the man is a flamboyant guy but still genuinely attracted to women (rather than just a closeted gay man), and that the woman is genuinely attracted to that flamboyance. They just feel like everyone's cool queer aunt & uncle and I love it. As far as headcanons go, I think that Valerius is quite fastidious about his appearance and hates to (literally) get his claws dirty, but he'll always make an exception for helping Dee out in the kitchen. I think they're also both quite good with kids, and any time that the Sisters/Furies end up taking in any children, the two of them end up being the de facto caretakers (again, cool queer aunt & uncle).

Bonus: literally just this post. ship them with me 🥺.

[tyanis]

Resident Evil Gaiden Instruction Booklet

Figured a handful of you might want to see this booklet from one of the best games of the series.

Am I being sarcastic? If you've been here long enough, you'll know my true feelings.

Anyway, I decided to start with the important stuff, so (bonkers) story and character bios first. The rest is more or less in order with the occasional ad removed.

What a fantastic and totally canon* story!

Now, here's all the gameplay stuff.

*Disclaimer: It is not canon... sadly.

[dreamystarsagedre]

not to sound like i’m begging but can you guys go over to my stimboard account on tiktok and support the agrere stimboard I made? i’m really proud of it but tiktok suppressed it so hard and im sad about that :< /nf

[bonkleton]

Fused Frenemies B.A.C

Looks like Phoebe will have a bit more difficulty adjusting to her new appendage than Sophie will! ---- Continued from Fused Frenemies B.A... Phoebe still looked a bit confused at her tail, struggling to balance its mass with her body, having to lean her torso forward and hold her tail high to prevent tumbling onto newly benoodled butt. Sophie, sitting comfortably on her own tail-tower, decided to take this rare opportunity to tease Phoebe. Extending her arm across the room she gently pushed the highest bend of Phoebe's tail, trying to tip the precarious posterior over. She was unsuccessful, as Phoebe adjusted in time by propping one of her hands on the floor, and as Sophie's arm zipped back into place, Phoebe glared. "Sure, laugh for now, but wait until you have to haul that thing around all the time every day." Phoebe had a point. Sophie's tail, thanks to her chubby physique, had turned out much thicker and heavier than Phoebe's, so there was no way for her to carry it with her legs. Phoebe was at least tempting the idea of walking with hers, though perhaps with some futility. Sophie shrugged. "That's a later problem. I'm living in the moment." "Well, keep your moment to yourself, eh?" Phoebe snapped, turning to focus back on her tail balance. She tried distributing the weight by elongating the tail into a giant floating tangle of yellow noodles, hoping her the lower density of her expanded flesh would keep her balance stable, much like how the branches of a tree keep the trunk from swaying during high winds. Before Phoebe could react, Sophie shot her arm out again and tugged on one of Phoebe's shins, which bent it in half and sent Phoebe tumbling to the ground. As she fell, Phoebe's tail snapped back to its normal length around her flailing limbs, which almost immediately ensnared her in a yellow knot of her own newfound anatomy. Phoebe sulked as Sophie laughed heartily, the end of her own massive tail wiggling with whimsy, glad that at the end of the day, Phoebe got to learn from her own mistake. ---- NEXT - Fused Frenemies: Titanic Tails (TO BE WRITTEN LATER) ---- Thanks to NoahWave for doing this comm for me! You should check him out, because he does awesome stuff! : D Hope you enjoy! ~ Bonkie

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