The Russian Chick

"NO WAY!" Yulia yelled, "You are not touching my body in any way!"

Ivan jumped, not expecting Yulia's reaction. "Eh? But I gotta..."

"NO!!! I don't trust you! You're gonna do weird things to my body."

"I wont."

"You will!"

"I won't!" Ivan was squirming rather alot now.

"Uhm, Yuli? Maybe you should let Ivan do it... it'll be messy otherwise."

"Ew." Was Ivan's reply.

Yulia huffed on the bed, her new red hair falling onto her face... "...it's just my luck... the dirty old man goes into MY

body... it's not right... bloody period... Aargh!"

Lena looked at Yulia concerned as she started muttering to herself on the bed, "Ivan, do you know what to do with a tampon?"

"uh... yeah."

"Well, go do your thing."

Ivan got up and went to into the bathroom.

"...Aargh!" Yulia had just concluded her muttering with a frustrated mini-scream. Lena's head whipped round,she was engulfed by

an overwhelming stench of bio. "What?!?"

"This is hell, Lena, we have to do something! I don't want him in my body!"

Lena buried her head in her hairy large hands and tried to think of what to do. She was NOT liking being Ivan one bit, she had

no idea he was such a scuzzy man unil now... he needed to wash more... and shave. "Alright, lets get dressed and then we'll

leave to go back to the shop and sort this whole mess out."

"Uhm... hey, girls? H-how does this applicator thing work?" Ivan called out from the bathroom... immediately, both Yulia and Lena groaned.

The red-head lifted her head up, "Ok, who's gonna show him?"
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