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All day at school, Dustin eagerly waited for the final bell to ring so that he could make his all-important appearance in the coach's office that afternoon. While heading toward the gymnasium, he made a point of rolling up the sleeves on his shirt to show off the big new biceps his little brother had given him. Other students in the hallway cleared aside to let Big Dustin pass, and he cracked a happy grin knowing he was now one of the biggest guys at his high school.
When Dustin entered the office, Coach Fowler made a brief comment about Dustin's weight gain, but otherwise, he was very matter-of-fact. Struggling to overcome his nervousness, the hefty sixteen-year-old blurted out his desire to play football on the defensive line.
"Well, it's about time," the coach laughed, as he set down a stack of papers, and folded his hands on the top of his desk, "I guess your dad must have finally talked some sense into you."
"What?" responded Dust
Not Good Enough for Marshall Lee Part 4As the two of us made the chocolate chip cookies I occasionally tasted the dough to see if it was good, and of course it was more than that…it was absolutely delicious. The feeling of the creamy dough with its occasional sweet chocolate chips made me close my eyes and moan in pleasure. I just couldn't help myself, but I eventually had to stop when Cake cleared her throat. I looked up to find that she was looking at me with a stern look on her face and a raised eyebrow. I quickly looked away, my chubby pink cheeks red from embarrassment.More Like This
I instantaneously stopped eating the heavenly dough and took a wooden spoon from one of the drawers. I carefully scooped some of the rich creamy dough out of the mixing bowl and placed it onto the cookie tin. I kept doing this until all of the dough was evenly placed on the tin.
I had to tell myself several times that I would get to eat them after they finished baking so that the spoon would not accidentally end up in my mouth instead of on the ti
The Cookie Cake MonsterOnce upon a time, three guys entered a laboratory to whip up a cookie cake for a cooking class they were attending. The laboratory belonged to the little blonde haired one who was surrounded by taller people. Another was also blonde but his hair was shorter, and the other had longer black hair. Neither of them knew each other very well, they were just grouped together by the teacher at random and so far, they did not like each other very much, at least two of them anyway. One of the three was not so angry with his new associates, serving as the positive light in their group, annoying the other two.More Like This
"So, Michael..." The dark one spoke, "that is your name, right?"
"Yes." Michael answered, forced to talk to him again.
"Why do you have a lab in your house? Why not have one somewhere where you can work with a team of scientists?" He scratched his head, or tried to, since he was wearing a hat.
"I don't need a team, I can do everything myself without anyone's help!" Michael replied, "Especial