#she already tries So Hard to eat my plants despite me constantly spraying her for it.

[orcelito]

Remembered lately that I do actually still have that fish tank for beta fish. Like a 20 ish gallon tank, plus a filter and everything, aka the PROPER way to tend to a beta fish. I miss having fish. And water snails. I wanna have more someday, I think.

But as-is, I semi-regularly go on trips to visit family that have me away from home for days or sometimes even weeks at a time. Makes it harder to deal with fish if I live alone. So I was thinking. Probably won't start keeping fish again until either I have a roommate that can feed them when I'm gone, OR I get my license and it's a lot easier to come and go more casually, so I can go down for shorter visits more often & won't end up leaving fish alone for so long lol.

I do want to get my license soon. I'm gonna have another driving practice on Wednesday. Gonna try to make it the last one before I schedule my drivers test. I'm basically ready. Just gotta work up my confidence + practice parallel parking. I can do it.

[therealseanwstewart]

Julie, SWEET Julie

SWEET little Julie always knew that she was such a nosy little scamp; she would constantly run down the stairs after breaking the locks on her room door exclusively to bother and nag her superior, the maidlady, about what it takes to be a woman, and how a girl would evolve to be as lovely and beautiful as possible in the eyes of men (and other women!). The maidlady was such a snark, she would often respond to Julie’s inquiries with the usual answers in the face of such questions like “Well dear, <giggle>, you would just need to be obedient, be polite, study your homework, be SWEET, listen to your superior: GO TO BED WHEN YOU’RE TOLD TO!! And remember: What goes inside, must always come out!!” Maidlady would then hand Julie a glass of warm milk and send her little butt right off back to bed. And so Julie did just that. In fact, Julie did a little TOO MUCH of just that! Julie lied down in her sheets, face planted in her pillow. She made herself dream of such wondrous things! Because, for a girl to end up being so dreamy, wouldn’t she also have to stir up some sweet things within her own dreams? It was about dead ‘til 1, and she was just sound asleep. And even so, Julie could feel the very shadow of a strange entity hovering above her body. Still dreaming she could not move an inch, and if she WERE awake, she’d be far too scared to turn around and see this strange creature; the thing made no noise as it laid its hand upon her back. It threw off her blanket and laid its fingers around her neck. Julie felt the sting, so much that it startled her awake. She felt all over herself in search of the sensation she was feeling, eyes darting across the dark room, tears in her eyes, in search of the weirdo that just laid its hand upon her. But it was too late. It vanished as soon as she had finished dreaming. Julie scratched her head, and slowly went back down, continuing to bury her face within her pillow once again...but her impeding, burning feeling that was overtaking her body just would not go away, and she could not sleep a wink, but cry between her lashes.

The sun rose next morning to Julie’s staggering over to her bathroom mirror...she lifted up her dress and pulled down her knickers to pee, and what did she see?! There were...HAIR down there where there weren’t any before! How incredibly...WEIRD. Julie just was so stranged out, that she had instantly lost the capacity in her gut to take a wee, as if somehow her bladder was no longer so wee...

Breakfast time. What was on the menu? A plate of French toast...and then some. It seems as though Julie were in the mood for...SWEET things, as the maidlady would soon notice as what seemed suddenly...off, as far as behavior of Julie goes...Maidlady turned to ask Julie at the table as Julie still stuffed her face, as to why Julie suddenly had such strange, unhealthy cravings. “Now, now, you’re going to spoil your dinner! Why, your lunch, your dinner, AND your dessert!!” Julie eyed her in the face for a second or two, and then went back to scarfing down the cupcakes. Maidlady continued, “Are you listening to me? Stop eating that trash!! You stupid rebellious girl, sugar makes ladies fat and ugly! Do YOU want to end up being fat and ugly??” Julie paused very briefly...and then fixed her gaze upon the maidlady’s chest...nodded to herself, then finally returned to her long, stuffy meal. Maidlady could only run off and roll her eyes in disbelief and disgust. Now for the donuts! Oh, how Julie’s poor clean, proper dress became covered in white powdered sugar!! Julie giggled as she imagined herself becoming like a sugar-coated donut, as a result of eating too many of them!

A few weeks of this same routine passed...But Julie still thought long and hard about that being that came to transform her that one fateful night...She had asked the maidlady the very night prior, about her...tingling sensation, as the few weeks before, she had barely the amount of courage to bring herself to finally do so, and the maidlady at last after a long sigh, responded, “This happens to every girl, Dearest. It happened to me when I was but a tiny girl...but in my case, sadly, I confess...it wasn’t natural...” Maidlady suddenly trailed off into mumbling as Julie could tell for the very first time that something was...off about her...the maidlady could only turn away shortly afterward, and run off into the ladies’ room, saying that she has something in her eye...Julie could only look on as the sound of her high heels clacking on the floor faded into the hallway...

Julie had just felt a burning sensation on her chest area now, so one morning, she lifted up her nightgown...and whaddaya know! Two tiny lumps were developing there, staring at her! Perhaps the SWEET sugar that Julie has been intaking, is transforming her into a beautiful young woman after all! ...But Julie had been torn on this for a while...After all, didn’t the maidlady tell her that eating too many SWEET things could make her grow up to be “fat and ugly”???! No...Julie proposed to herself that perhaps that was all just bluffing. Besides, she always sees the maidlady’s super-flat chest. And from what Julie’s learned about male society from TV and movies, men don’t really like flat chests, do they? (The maidlady never got married.)

So Julie kept stuffing herself with sweets for months to come. Maidlady kept warning her. But Julie did not listen. ...One day, Julie even chugged down a whole pitcher’s worth of syrup! Yummy for the tummy (And other soft frontal areas)! Julie awakened many more months later, more eager than last time to undress and see her feminine bodily developments. Julie now at last had a bit of a belly going on, and her chest and backside were much rounder and fluffier than they’ve ever been before when she was younger. Julie found much joy in playing with her newfound bloated flesh, in fact.

...Suddenly, Julie had a bit a rude, and strange, awakening; ants were invading her bed, biting at her hands and feet! A whole colony of them, it seemed wanted in on the action, as if Julie were suddenly some really SWEET-smelling snack or something!? Julie screeched, waking up the maidlady and pretty much the entire neighborhood, as she jumped up in pain, and fueled by rage and disgust, thrashed her pillow upon the vermin to try to squish them, or scare the rest off.

The maidlady called it an unforseen infestation; she called the exterminators to have their home sprayed, as Julie and the maidlady drove down the countryside to have a picnic together by the park, to get their minds off of the nasty situation, and to have some quality time together, enjoying the fresh outdoors for once, and, of course, getting a SWEET bite to eat. Outside on a nice, grassy hill in the shade of a lone tree, Maidlady was unpacking the rations from her picnic basket, as Julie sat down, and tried her best to look strong and unfazed by the nasty experience with the ants, despite actually still being a little disturbed, trying not to shiver in disgust in front of the maidlady. Despite the maidlady’s best efforts to try to deter Julie away from the nasty sugary sweets, Julie still strongly insisted on gobbling up the sweets: cupcakes, twinkies, donuts, candy and all. All while staring at the maidlady’s pitiful chest. Poor thing, Julie always thought. At this point, Julie had begun to notice that, despite being less than a quarter the maidlady’s age, the size of her features had already begun to surpass that of the maidlady! And it was all thanks to the sweets. And “puberty”. That’s right, Julie continued to think to herself, she’ll remember that night when the Great Invisible Puberty Fairy had come to pay her a visit! Oh, what a blessing that was! Julie will grow up to be the most gorgeous woman who ever lived! Julie’s day-dreaming fantasies of being a model are short-lived, however, as the maidlady suddenly speaks to her, almost sounding to be in genuine shock at something: “Julie”, she yelled, pointing at the girl in surprise, “You’re covered in ants again!!”

Julie jumped up and wiped off all the bugs from her dress yet again, as the ants just seem to have a thing for the poor girl nowadays! Her and the maidlady are now standing, just as they are about to run away, they look at the ground and notice seemingly an entire army of the rascals scurrying around in a single-file line surrounding their picnic area! ...Perhaps they unknowingly sat by a field of anthills? Julie scratched all over, as the maidlady grabbed her and they ran off together, got into the car to return to their newly-sprayed home, and hopefully to put some ice on all those itchy, burning ant bites all over poor Julie’s skin...

...Now back in their clean, man-made home, the maidlady takes Julie into her restroom with a fresh bag of ice and some special ointments to hopefully soften the burn of those swollen bites. She undresses the miserable, aching, weeping Julie to see even more ant bites in some rather uncomfortable places...The maidlady scolded Julie, realizing that perhaps it was due to all the sugary SWEETs that Julie had eaten during that picnic that her body had become the sole target for the sugar-hungry insects. Julie can only pretend to nod in fake agreement, as she still stubbornly stands by her own belief that continuing to eat sugar will help her to develop a quality body. ...Maybe being bitten by ants is just something that she’ll have to endure for the rest of her life? As a trade-off for being beautiful, Julie always knew that becoming a beautiful person must come with some discipline, after all. The maidlady’s skinny chest and posterior are still her antithesis to this.

Whilst gently applying the ice and lotions to Julie’s hurties, the maidlady could only see something, stop suddenly, and make a face so contorted and disturbed that even Julie could look at her and notice something was definitely the matter with her, and ask her what is wrong. The maidlady could only freak out, whip out her phone to call the hospital and start shouting at them to come here to pick Julie up as a patient, as, in the maidlady’s words, Julie has developed an unusual “startling skin condition”. Julie, confused and startled, looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. What she saw on her thighs was every bit as strange, supernatural, and shocking to her, as it was for the maidlady: Her skin was becoming coated with white flakes of sugar! Freaked out, she tried scratching at it, and it would not come off. It’s almost as if her flesh was regenerating powdered sugar from the inside-out, as no matter how much she would scratch at it, the sugar would just fall off onto the floor, or fill her fingernails and stain her fingers. After a few minutes of waiting for the ambulance to come, Julie eventually proposed to the maidlady that maybe she should try licking or biting it off of Julie. The maidlady quickly rejected the idea, as she thought it “gross, creepy, and inappropriate”. It took Julie a while to agree, and she even became rather creeped out and disgusted with herself to even have such a fantasy...Although, she WAS caught in the middle of puberty...

Just a few seconds later, some ambulance workers busted through the front door to grab Julie and take her and the maidlady to the hospital. The maidlady was there next to Julie, lying on a stretcher like a freak, to soothe her and tell her that everything is going to be okay...as long as Julie doesn’t eat. Any. More. SWEETs!! In the emergency room, the doctors and nurses could only look on, baffled, and utterly stupefied. They called doctors, scientists, and even bakers from all across the country to have a look at Julie and examine her surreal condition. Why, Julie was on TV! She was all over the news!! This excited Julie. She WAS doing the right thing after all!! Julie IS beautiful enough to be on television, as only beautiful people are allowed to star on the telly, right?!? Further analyses of Julie only brought up the following prognosis from even the most legendary of surgeons and scientists: “Patient is female, age 12, and British. Her skin condition is largely abnormal, is scientifically unexplored, sugar-based, and utterly delicious. Come on in and we’ll let you lick her for 8 shillings!! This girl is going to make us filthy rich! ...Wait, did I just say that on-camera?”

Things only went downhill for Julie herself, however, as her sugar-coated flesh condition only worsened over time. All those SWEET donuts they gave her did not help. One morning a nurse walked into Julie’s ER, and screamed at the sight of her, practically covered in sugary lumps, and starting to look like a giant Sour Patch Kid. The poor little scared nurse could only run screaming down the halls to alert the whole staff to Julie’s attention, and thus they decided that too much sugar isn’t exactly a good thing for a hospital full of sick people, so they decided to let the maidlady take Julie home. Julie could just barely walk in her new form. It was quite freaky and saddening to watch from the maidlady’s point of view. But Julie, on the other hand? She has become fully convinced that she is the most lovely-looking human being ever, and she now demands more candy from the maidlady’s already-suffering wallet’s expense! The maidlady absolutely refuses now. She has at last put her foot down. But that does not stop Julie. Julie was big now. Big enough to angrily run up to the maidlady, tackle her against the wall, and force her to go the candy store to pick up some more SWEETs for Julie to stuff her face with by threatening to crush her beneath all of her SWEET, sugary weight!! The maidlady, now with her very life threatened, has no choice but to follow orders, running out the door, tears in her eyes, as Julie has now transformed into a giant, gluttonous, selfish abomination of SWEET sugary goodness, and nothing is going to get in her way of eating even more SWEETs until she becomes even more monstrous. What is the poor maidlady to do?!

Giant, mean, hungry sugar addict Julie stuffs her face as the maidlady could only look on and question her own life choices. And also whether or not this is all just some kind of strange, sick sugar-induced dream on her end. Sadly, it is not. The maidlady has desperately pinched herself on the cheek in vain. Multiple times. All she can do now is drink liquor.

Julie is now a blob of SWEET. Pure, unadulterated SWEET. Why, as the maidlady who is now her very own maidlady to bring her all the SWEETs in the world, who is there to stop Julie? The British army?! Ha!! Their weapons are completely ineffective on Julie. Don’t even ask. They’ve already tried. The soldiers just gave up and hung up their weapons in embarrassment. Julie is invincible. Even the maidlady, now at last at the edge of insanity from being treated as a slave by Julie, has asked the Queen if there were any possible way to kill Julie and end her reign of terror. Heaven forbid the Americans found out about this! They would all laugh their bums off at us!!

~~~To Be Continued...