Sunday, December 4, 2016

Just a sip

Honey? I may have had a sip from that bottle you keep in the fridge. You know, the one where you wrote "Do not drink" in the side with a Sharpie.  I'm really sorry and I promise never to do it again. Now please tell me where I can find the antidote...oh.  Yeah, I guess I should have known that there wasn't any.

Saturday, December 3, 2016


I had heard that these new BananaSoft tablets are vulnerable to viruses, but I was pretty good about keeping my security software up to date.  However, the jerks who created the Morfo worm were good at what they do. I was downloading some audio books when I found that my tablet's transformation settings were active and locked.  I now had to pay a hundred thousand dollars to a Russian account, or else get used to wearing bras.

Friday, December 2, 2016

Dr. Frankenstein, I presume?

The last think I remember, I was skidding off a cliff after I lost control of my car. When I woke up, I was in this dark underground lair, inhabiting a body that was not mine.  Somehow, Dr. Franck, the nutjob who owns this place, got to my dying body before the authorities could find it. He removed my intact brain and brought it back here. He then sewed it inside this body he created, hoping to give life to his ideal woman.  If I ever want my freedom, I'm going to have to act like his loving girlfriend. There has to be another way out!