"You can't remember the damsel? You ought to remember her. She often wears a wacky outfit."
Eric puts his hand over his face. How could he have forgotten that psycho. For a large genius she was quite flexible and would often tie him up. He broke up with her due to the fact that she belonged in a nuthouse. Eric then tensed up as he was about to say her name.
"It's Isabella Volrono." Eric said as dread appeared on his face.
"That's right, now get in the car."
Eric didn't know how to respond to the man's impulsive demand.
"I have to get home." Eric said.
"But you are going home. A brand new home." the man said in a creepy tone.
Eric tried to make a run for it, but he was hit by a dart. Before he could get up he saw Isabella dressed as a poodle.
"Rob load the test subject into the car. We can't waste anymore time. Don't worry Eric once my experiments are done you'll be a new man.
As Eric was about to pass out he saw how Isabella's large form bounced and jiggled. Part of him wanted to run from his kidnapper, but his lust for fat women kept him still. He then blacks out.
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