01-09-2022, 09:05 PM
Silently, Zechariah mouthed, “a champagne cork..?”, eyes sliding to one of the discarded corks on the table. Would that even be long enough to do anything? Would it really be large enough to even obstruct passage? How far could a champagne cork get sucked up there? The ass had a way of pulling things in past where they might belong, but-
“… artificially stretch the anus” was about the point that he realized Dr. Wells was being facetious.
Zechariah finished off his glass of champagne.
This brought him to a terrible epiphany: Simon had been dumber than a rock to plug a boat leak, and it worked.
“This is precisely why I called you, Dr. Wells,” Zechariah announced with a look of horror, still deep in his own dawning realization.
“… artificially stretch the anus” was about the point that he realized Dr. Wells was being facetious.
Zechariah finished off his glass of champagne.
This brought him to a terrible epiphany: Simon had been dumber than a rock to plug a boat leak, and it worked.
“This is precisely why I called you, Dr. Wells,” Zechariah announced with a look of horror, still deep in his own dawning realization.
