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Post by Admin on Sept 24, 2016 18:46:11 GMT
This is an old favorite of mine.
The setting: A self help group of people stuck in various permanent stucks coming together to discuss their predicaments.
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Post by Admin on Sept 24, 2016 19:06:22 GMT
The large room is set up with a circle of chairs and a table with coffee and bagels behind. A young woman looks around to make sure everything is ready to go. Her hair is up, tied in a tight bun and on her nose she wears expensive glasses, however her authoritative demeanor is betrayed by the fact she is wearing a bunny costume. Blue ears perch on her head from a headband. Around her neck is a collar and tie that drapes over a blue leather corset. Her arms are bare save for a pair of white dress cuffs on her wrists. Her legs are in fishnets and her feet in bright blue patent leather heels. She has a clipboard in one hand and carefully sits crosslegged, waiting for the first member to arrive.
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Post by Jersey Jimmy on Sept 25, 2016 7:21:53 GMT
It isn't too long before that first member does arrive, as a woman appearing to be in her early twenties walks into the room not long after. She seems to be wearing a school uniform, consisting of a tight button-down shirt, a plaid red skirt that compliments her spiky bright green hair, white over-the-knee socks, and black patent Mary Janes. "This, ah... this is Maxim Anonymous, right?"
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Post by Admin on Sept 26, 2016 4:26:52 GMT
"It is indeed." The bunny suited woman said as she looked up with a smile. "Please feel free to join us. My name is Dr Erica Mint. As you can see I am dressed in a rather silly outfit. I am running this not just because I am a doctor but because everyhting you see me dressed in is glued to my very skin."
Dr Mint gestured to her outfit, pulling on her corset to reveal skin stretching.
"Would you care to talk about your predicament?" Dr Mint asked in a reasuring tone.
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Post by Jersey Jimmy on Sept 26, 2016 5:15:51 GMT
The young woman blushed a bit as Dr. Mint pulled at her costume; she was obviously a bit... let's say intrigued. "Erm... nice to meet you, Dr. Mint. I guess I wouldn't mind talking about it..."
Turning to face the rest of the room, she cleared her throat before beginning to explain. "Hello, my name is Emerald Stastny. I'm twenty-three years old, and I've been stuck wearing this school uniform for the past five years. I don't remember exactly what happened, but what I do remember is that a group of bullies lined my uniform with Maxim Glue while I was in phys ed. It hasn't hindered my guitar playing, but... it's hard not being able to take your clothes off."
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Post by Admin on Sept 26, 2016 5:43:53 GMT
"Oh that I know all too well." Dr Mint replied in an emplathetic tone. "This was a halloween party costume and a co worker did this not in malace but a prank. She thought I would spend a few extra hours in the costume. However that was four years ago and the maxim glue is holding as tight as it ever was. I presume you have heard about the properties of maxim glue?"
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Post by Jersey Jimmy on Sept 26, 2016 6:31:26 GMT
"I'm sorry to hear that," Emerald responded with a somber look. And all this time, she thought she was the only one trapped in a situation like this... "I read up on Maxim Glue after they figured out that's what it was, but I've... kinda gotten fuzzy about it. I've spent more time trying to get it off the market."
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Post by Admin on Sept 26, 2016 7:21:31 GMT
Dr Mint sighs. "Well as far as I understand it created a bond with what it sticks to at the molecular level...altering the material and the skin and making them indestructable. As I am sure you are aware that they have been trying to find a solvent for Maxim glue for almost twenty years. However it still remains as permanent as it ever was."
Dr Mint seems like she is hiding a certain level of frustration as she continues. "So what can come off? or I should say...how much can you move around?"
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Post by Jersey Jimmy on Sept 26, 2016 7:26:33 GMT
"The molecular level... damn..." Emerald wasn't even sure if that even could be fixed by a solvent; it'd definitely take more than a few scientific miracles to figure out. Responding to Dr. Mint's next question, she continued, "I can take off my panties and shoes... the shirt, skirt, and socks are all glued on. My bra isn't, but... y'know."
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Post by Admin on Sept 26, 2016 7:33:20 GMT
Dr Mint nodded. "I see. As you can see mine is rather ridgedly locked in place."
Dr Mint tugs at various places and it only suceedes in tugging her skin. "There was a very thin layer in mine so it's fuzed to the skin. If more is used it can be very stretchy. I have met with a girl in a puddle of it that can stretch the glue almost a foot before it snaps her feet back. So tell me...the socks for example..are they ridged in lace or can you move them a bit?"
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Post by Jersey Jimmy on Sept 26, 2016 13:02:04 GMT
Crossing her arms, Emerald watches as Dr. Mint fruitlessly pulls at her costume. "A puddle... so she's stuck in place for the rest of her life? Fuck, that's even worse than this..."
She reached down and grabbed one of her socks near the top. "Yeah, I can pull it off a bit, but..." After around two inches, the cotton snapped back to Emerald's leg. Just like every other time.
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Post by Admin on Sept 27, 2016 5:23:12 GMT
Dr Mint nodded. "Given the circumstances I have decided not to try and hide my predicament or refuse to talk about it. Any requests or questions about mine?"
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Post by Jersey Jimmy on Sept 27, 2016 6:39:26 GMT
"Nothing off the top of my head," Emerald responded with a small shrug. "But... since you and I are the only ones stuck in our clothes here, I would like to get to know you better. Maybe you could come to my house after this?"
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Post by Admin on Sept 27, 2016 6:40:32 GMT
"I dont see the harm in that." Dr. Mint nodded. "Though I must confess the costume is rigged...I kinda cant cover it."
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Post by Jersey Jimmy on Sept 27, 2016 13:04:37 GMT
"That's fine! I don't think it'll be that much of a problem, anyway." Flashing Dr. Mint a small smile, Emerald went to take a seat next to a woman with her lips glued shut.
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