That late evening, the curse's timing sprung to life, and its toll had reached midnight, the hour to begin. Gillian's dreams became very soothing as her butt took on a sudden surge of liquid, growing in size and leaning Gillian at a slight angle. This flow of juice continued, growing her butt to beach ball proportions and tilting her at a greater and greater angle. All the while Gillian snoozed on without a care...
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