It all started when Thiccie Quickie (yes, that is her name) was walking past the shops along main street in her small town. The bakery door swung shut behind Thiccie as she walked out with her strawberry cheesecake. Just then, in the window of the small building next to the bakery she noticed yellow flyer. It said:
"KIDS FOR ADOPTION! ORGANS FOR SALE! UH, I MEAN ORPHANS... Unless?"
As she wondered what the flyer truely meant realised she was fine with whatever it was. She opened the big glass door and walked up to the marble counter.
"Hello, would you like to buy a kidney? I mean, would you like to buy a kid, please?" Said the women with long black hair and bad lip injections from behind the counter.
"I'm looking to adopt a kid," Thiccie said.
"Okay, name please?" She said. She tried to smile, but the botox didn't allow her to. (Kylie who?)
"Thiccie Quickie." The woman with the bad surgeries smiled when she heard that.
"Vanessa Huge, is the name. I'd love to be your main, I'm mean I'd love to buy your brain, I mean... Anyways I'll need your ID... Just kidding we don't do things leagally here!" She laughed at her own joke, but then had to stop becuase it was hurting her nine-sizes-too big lips.
Just then a girl with choppy blonde hair ran out of a room in the back of the building.
"Vanessa, are you hitting on the customers again? I thought this was an orphanage and organ black market, not tinder." The girl looked to be about eight or nine, but she was speaking straight up factz.
"Daisy, go and pick a movie for us to watch, I'll be right there." The girl sighed and hesitantly left.
"So, Thiccie Quickie, care to sell me your heart? In more ways than one?" Thiccie thought only for a moment before she knew the awnser.
"Vanessa, you can take me under as a client... Or you can take me on top as more?"
So, that is the story of Vanessa Huge and Thiccie Quickie.
