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Timo was quite the average fifteen year old boy.
He only had one problem: He was cursed.
At the age of eight, he had been playing at the beach and accidentally thrown sand at an old gypsy, who happened to have had a bad day.
Angry with the little boy, she had thrown a strange powder at him, which had made him sneeze. For the rest of the day he had felt a little weak, but after that everything had been alright again.
That was until his thirteenth birthday.
The night after it, Timo had had a strange dream, telling him about his curse: Whenever he got aroused, he would transform into the dream girl of whomever touched him next.
Lucky for him the changes were quite slow, depending on how long he was touched by someone. But it basically ruined his social life, since hed never know, when he would see a hot girl, which might trigger the curse.
Until now Timo had been able to keep his secret, since the transformation would reverse after fifteen minutes. At least if he wanted to, w
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Divine beings do love beer while many humans would thought it was the other way around. These beings from various culture loved the beverage so much, that sometimes, they brought disasters to the common mortals up to the point that they were no longer being worshiped and offered beer as offerings anymore.
This made them angry at first, as they felt being abandon by the people who relied on them for their help. But with many centuries passed, many of them came to realization that their intoxication by indulging in these intoxicating offerings was the reason many had stop worshiping them and offering them the beverage of their love.
Now with only a spark of their former power and deprived of beer, these beings are freed from their anger and suffering. What was left in them is their love for beer and the desire to make peace with the descendants of the people who used to offer them beer as an offering in their days of glory.
Searching for the means to do so, these being soon stumble upon
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"Really?" I said, kissing her forehead. We were curled up on the couch, watching a movie. "Halloween isn't for another year."
"Yeah," Jane agreed. "But because of Halloween, it's having a clearance sale." I groaned. I knew what that meant.
"What?" Jane asked.
"Every time you see a sign that says 'clearance', you have to go for it," I said. "And every time, you take me with you."
"Well, then," She said, smiling. "What could you possibly be doing that's more important than shopping with your girlfriend?" I made a face, as if I was pondering deeply, then said:
"I've got a date with Karen tomorrow," I said. Jane responded by smacking a pillow into my face. "I'm joking!" I exclaimed. "Fine, I'll come with you."
"Thank you!" Jane said, giving me a kiss.
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Today began as just another boring day of school. First, you woke up, hopped in the shower, brushed your teeth, and got dressed. Then, you headed downstairs to get breakfast from the cafeteria. Lastly, you headed to class, greeting Zero and Yuki once you took your seat. Luckily, your seat was right next to Zero’s.
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"No means no. I don't really like Christmas. Wouldn't it be better for someone else to do it?" I replied.
"Everybody else has already left. You're the last one who can do it. All you need to do is wear a costume and greet the kids as they sit on Santa's lap."
I shook my head. I'd been working at a mall for the last five years. Every year around Christmas time, there would be a wave of customers getting gifts. At first, it was fun, but then the constant arguing for the best deal and the bratty kids started to wear down on me. I didn't hate Christmas, but I definitely didn't enjoy it.
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"It's in the changing room."
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“Where the hell did she go…” You hear him mutter to himself, snickering at his ignorance. “Maybe if I sense her soul…” You forgot about that small detail and tried to slowly open the closet door, only to have it creak slightly. He whipped his head around and ran towards you before you could get out. In an instant, you were pinned to the wall, closet door locked.
“I guess you caught me. Dammit…” You mutter.
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