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So, the Carol Teinning afterstory contest has ended. Out of all three stories, Story 2 seems to have won. So here you go!

Willow-Rose was your average tumblr girl. She loved boba tea and socializing, however not very many people saw her aesthetic blog. It was late and night, and she’d gotten lost on her way home from the local boba shop. Sipping boba tea, she passed through the back alley. The graffiti gave her an eyestrain. The eyes spraypainted on there would stare at her. Suddenly, Willow noticed a crying girl, who looked like Carol but surrounded in a pool of black latex in the corner. “What’s going on?” She asked. “They all left.” She screamed, attempting to make eye contact. “My only hope is if you buy the cookies!” She got up an pd handed her a box of cookies which was sitting on top of a trashcan. Realizing how desperate she must’ve been, Willow-Rose automatically grabbed the box and got out her phone and looked up her address “128 Boyfriend Road, Canberra, Australia. Twenty minute walk. She wasn’t so far after all! Clutching the box in one hand and holding her phone in the other hand, she made a run for it. Soon, she’d returned to the house. Lola, her boxer dog dashed towards her, and nuzzled her leg. “Not now Lola.” shouted Willow-Rose. She opened the red box and read the witty remark on the side. “Heh, copyright.” She opened it up, and picked a random cookie. As she ate it, she noticed that it tasted strange, but it was still delicious. She opened up tumblr on her phone and wrote a blog. “Hey! Willow’z blog here. I tried Carol’s Reese’s cookies and here’s what happens!” She typed in. Then, she recorded a video. “So, I’m feeling kind of nauseous, which makes me curious. I’m serious, I only ate ONE cookie.” She said. She began to show off her body, but then she noticed something. Her blonde hair was turning dark brown! “Hmph. So that’s what it was? Well, the video of the clones ganging up on some dude because he refused to buy the cookies wasn’t lying!” She said, a shocked look on her face. She stuck her tongue out as her chest began to get bigger. Despite them only going up one cup size, it was enough to make Willow-Rose’s short-tailed overalls snap. They were kind of small, so it made sense for them to snap. She screamed so loud Lola dash across the screen, blocking Willow-Rose from the camera for a split second. “G-good girl Lola.” She almost busted into a mental breakdown, but she smashed her face into her back, but Lola stood still. Her hair became curlier and her skin became darker. “Nngh.” She moaned as her white shirt turned dark blue. Her undershirt became light blue and became a long sleeve shirt. Willow-Rose’s black and brown striped a boots turned black with a single white stripe on the top. She pretended to die, her snapped short-tailed overalls becoming shorts. She decided to get up and stretch. Her brain was being rewired and her memories of being a tumblr girl faded, being replaced with memories of being in her cult. Who’s house was this, the phone, and the dog? Why was she here? Who was Willow-Rose. “I guess this dog should come with.” She shrugged, looking at the whimpering female boxer

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So, the Carol Teinning afterstory contest has ended. Out of all three stories, Story 2 seems to have won. So here you go!

Willow-Rose was your average tumblr girl. She loved boba tea and socializing, however not very many people saw her aesthetic blog. It was late and night, and she’d gotten lost on her way home from the local boba shop. Sipping boba tea, she passed through the back alley. The graffiti gave her an eyestrain. The eyes spraypainted on there would stare at her. Suddenly, Willow noticed a crying girl, who looked like Carol but surrounded in a pool of black latex in the corner. “What’s going on?” She asked. “They all left.” She screamed, attempting to make eye contact. “My only hope is if you buy the cookies!” She got up an pd handed her a box of cookies which was sitting on top of a trashcan. Realizing how desperate she must’ve been, Willow-Rose automatically grabbed the box and got out her phone and looked up her address “128 Boyfriend Road, Canberra, Australia. Twenty minute walk. She wasn’t so far after all! Clutching the box in one hand and holding her phone in the other hand, she made a run for it. Soon, she’d returned to the house. Lola, her boxer dog dashed towards her, and nuzzled her leg. “Not now Lola.” shouted Willow-Rose. She opened the red box and read the witty remark on the side. “Heh, copyright.” She opened it up, and picked a random cookie. As she ate it, she noticed that it tasted strange, but it was still delicious. She opened up tumblr on her phone and wrote a blog. “Hey! Willow’z blog here. I tried Carol’s Reese’s cookies and here’s what happens!” She typed in. Then, she recorded a video. “So, I’m feeling kind of nauseous, which makes me curious. I’m serious, I only ate ONE cookie.” She said. She began to show off her body, but then she noticed something. Her blonde hair was turning dark brown! “Hmph. So that’s what it was? Well, the video of the clones ganging up on some dude because he refused to buy the cookies wasn’t lying!” She said, a shocked look on her face. She stuck her tongue out as her chest began to get bigger. Despite them only going up one cup size, it was enough to make Willow-Rose’s short-tailed overalls snap. They were kind of small, so it made sense for them to snap. She screamed so loud Lola dash across the screen, blocking Willow-Rose from the camera for a split second. “G-good girl Lola.” She almost busted into a mental breakdown, but she smashed her face into her back, but Lola stood still. Her hair became curlier and her skin became darker. “Nngh.” She moaned as her white shirt turned dark blue. Her undershirt became light blue and became a long sleeve shirt. Willow-Rose’s black and brown striped a boots turned black with a single white stripe on the top. She pretended to die, her snapped short-tailed overalls becoming shorts. She decided to get up and stretch. Her brain was being rewired and her memories of being a tumblr girl faded, being replaced with memories of being in her cult. Who’s house was this, the phone, and the dog? Why was she here? Who was Willow-Rose. “I guess this dog should come with.” She shrugged, looking at the whimpering female boxer