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dwarvenswagger) wrote2015-06-06 12:42 pm
dwarvenswagger) wrote2015-06-06 12:42 pm
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Room 206, Saturday Morning
When Thorin awoke this morning, he found himself in possession of a number of things that he did not normally have. Chief among them being a bosom.
He squawked indignantly, touching his suddenly bountiful chest and then face to find that he managed grow a fuller beard as a female than as a male. Which. Um. Unfair and rude. But only par for the course since fate was ever cruel to him.
With a sigh, he pushed himself out of bed, wincing as the movement caused things to bounce. He needed to find something to bind his chest down.
[[Door closed, post totally open]]
He squawked indignantly, touching his suddenly bountiful chest and then face to find that he managed grow a fuller beard as a female than as a male. Which. Um. Unfair and rude. But only par for the course since fate was ever cruel to him.
With a sigh, he pushed himself out of bed, wincing as the movement caused things to bounce. He needed to find something to bind his chest down.
[[Door closed, post totally open]]
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... That was teasing. Ish.
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"Were they humiliating? I had no idea."