Olivia was a young girl living by herself in a small apartment. She has blonde hair and green eyes. She has a bit of a potbelly that isn't too noticeable to anyone except her.
She stood in the middle of her living room. She held a stripe of gum with a blue tint.
Olivia was a Wonka fan, and always wanted to be full of juice like Violet Beauregarde from the movie. Olivia had purchased it from a strange vender on the street who had promised her that it was the real deal gum.
Although she pondered long and hard of how just it may work and how she may get the juice out of her if it did work.
Pacing back and forth staring at the gum as she clos
The bubble lifted against his lips, the air pressing through him almost against his will as the bubble grew in size. He watched it grow to the size of his head, the breath to fill it expelling from his body until he had nothing more to give, and pulling in again as the bubble collapsed upon him.
He gasped at the feel of it, a substance too thick to believe clinging to his skin as the sent of it clung against his nose. He couldn't breath through it, more bubbles emerging with every attempt to pop again and spread across his body. He felt it clinging to him, the threads attaching to his clawing hands as he screamed. He couldn't get free, the p
The Sinful Sweets Factory was the crowning pride and glory of Macys little town. It was where young people went for jobs, old people went to reminisce about dates and parties from when they were young people (most occasions were catered by the factory), and everybody else went to satisfy their sweet tooths. The chocolate eclairs, the cream puffs, the blueberry pies, the strawberry shortcakes, the peanut butter cookies, the apple streudel; nothing that came out of the factory failed to impress. The only factor rescuing the town from gorging itself on a constant diet of the Sinful Sweets was the highly filling property of their foods.