The Story of Buff Big Q

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Ello mates. This is gonna be a good one, and also open the picture

Tw: slight mention of the devil's tango

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"BIG DADDY" one of Dream and George's evil spawn they called children said.

"Yes, Pissbaby?" Dream called from down the hall of his 14 story mansion. [dnf do be big rich in this one]

"Me, and the rest of your 6 kids, want a bedtime story" Pissbaby whined. [Pissbaby, Gream, Evilspawn, Dream Jr, Teletubby, and Fred]

"Fine." Dream sighed as he dragged himself down the hall, to the spawn's room, from where Dream and George were 'doing taxes' down the hall.

"GIVE US A GOOD ONE THIS TIME, LITTLE BITCH!" Evilspawn, George's favorite, screamed in annoyance, while rolling it's eyes.

"Ok, ok. here goes nothing" [Strap in because the next paragraph is a long one]

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Quackity. Quackity was a well-known man for being the smallest little bean in his village. One day, when he was walking home from weightlifting at the gym, (he was trying to grow big and strong) he stumbled upon a little cottage made of carpet and only carpet. He decided that he should inspect this mysterious carpet house. Inside he found three items with a sign next to them. The sign read: Pick one item. If you pick correctly you will receive a single wish, Choose incorrect and you could either die or something else super random will happen. The three items were: A heart-shaped box, a color-changing owl lamp, and an 18-pack of original monster. He chose the monster. All of a sudden, a little old lady appeared out of no-where. "I am the Carpet witch!" she screeched. "Of course you are." Quackity said with a smile. The carpet witch had a confused look on her face. "Who else would it be, other than the carpet witch, in a house made of carpet?" Quackity mused. "Ok." said the carpet witch continuing on with the introduction. "You get one wish of your choosing." "Oh, uhh, I guess I wish I were big and buff." Quackmister said with a blank face. "YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!!" The carpet witch howled. And with that little quack-bean was now buff Quackity. After a few weeks of being as buff as Quackity was, he felt like he wasn't himself anymore. Instead of all the girls calling him cute like a little 12-year old boy, all the girls were sliding into his dm's and calling him daddy Quackmister. Quackity knew he had to do something about it fast. He didn't even know these women, how would he be their father? Quackity ran faster than is old, noodle legs could ever take him. He kept running until he ran elbows first into a wall of the familiar carpet house. Once inside he called to the carpet witch. The witch did not reply. instead of finding the witch, he found a little not that read: Dear Buff Quackity, you chose wrong. you got the random option, which was that your wish would make you unhappy. THE END

After Dream was done with his story he noticed that all of his children went to sleep, so he left and went back to working on spawn number 7 with George.

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Well that is the end. Also just a little reminder, I am not body shaming in any way. I hope you all liked my story about buff Quackity and the carpet house. Also leave suggestions for the next one or even brutal criticism. Stay swaggy and poggers

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