The Fortune Teller's Curse, Part 8

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Beachboy
Oct 01, 2024 3:58 am

Horatio was in the loo, draining his pouch when the bell tolled. Hurriedly, he cleaned the seal surfaces, folded/secured the Velcro, and with a flourish, gave the drain a single fold and attached a trusty IGGIE clip. Bumbling out of the stall, his pantaloons inflated like a bellows minus the pleats; Horatio resembled a Venetian character in Italian commedia dell'arte. A quick peek in the mirror and soon he was back in the tasting lab. Immediately, the golden gummy caught his eye.

In his youth, Horatio attended university studying sugar biology. A popular member of the Bio-Sci club, he was always up for a good time, sugar rush, or a dare. One fateful night, Sheila Sinclair waltzed into his life. Toast of the girls' Glee club, she was the most tasty gal he had ever encountered. Eager to impress, he invited her to his laboratory. It was there... it happened.