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Hmm...

Whoa, Lily!

Oh, Mr. Universe, you're so naughty.

But do you really think we should be doing this in front of Steven?

Well, damn, it's not my fault you got a fat booty, girl.

Well, what did you expect, Mr. Universe?

I'm 18 now, remember?

You didn't forget to get me a birthday present, right?

Okay, you two.

Maybe we should break it up.

Sorry, Stu Ball, but me and your little girlfriend are going to be busy for a while.

Uh, sorry, Steven.

I'm kind of in the middle of something with your dad right now.

Maybe we can hang out some other time?

Um...

Holy shit, Mr. Universe!

This thing is gigantic!

Sorry, Steven, but you're going to have to look away for this one,

because I'm about to absolutely deep throat this thing.

I don't feel so good.

Oh, grow up, Steven.

It's not like your dad has been grooming me or anything.

And besides, I'm not just some little kid anymore, right, Mr. Universe?

Wow.

Hmm...

Hmm...

Ah!

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Still got it.

Ugh, I haven't worked this hard since I had all my hair.

Steven, check out your old man!

Yeah, get him, Connie!

Holy shit, did you seriously just get your bitch took by your own dad?

Damn, Steven.

Way to get absolutely cocked, dude.

All right, that's enough.

Hmm...

Way to use such an elegant choice of words, Amethyst.

But I hope that I don't need to remind you that we're just trying to get a hold of that scoundrel's wallet.

Huh?

Yeah, sorry you had to find out this way, Steven.

But let's just say we've kind of been on our entrepreneur shit lately.

I mean, come on.

Why else do you think Connie's been constantly ignoring your calls, Steve-Man?

Oh, God.

I think it's Steven again.

Should I, uh...

Sorry about that.

He's, uh, kind of clingy.

So, um, what do you want to do first?

Ah!

Ugh, just ignore her, Steven.

She's just saving up some extra funds for college, obviously.

Ow! I'm sorry!

Yeah, and also getting herself acquainted with the frat culture on campus.

But at least she's not as down bad as her mom.

I mean, seriously, dude, you wouldn't believe the kind of freaky shit that that lady's into.

Ooh, maybe you and Connie could fuse and take that rockin' bod for a test drive at the donut shop.

Two donuts, please.

Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

Mm-mm, no.

Personally, I think the boy would be better suited fused with his father.

For, um, scientific purposes, obviously.

I'm just not even gonna bother saying what we're all thinking.

Silence!

Greetings, Steven.

I, the great and powerful garnet of the crystal thoughts, have chosen you...

...to become my new bitch.

You will learn the true meaning of submission and be subjected to rigorous feminization therapy

in order to mold you into a breedable, insatiable, feral femboy slut.

Nice.

At least your optimism makes this sort of thing more bearable, Steven.

Should we get going?

Oh, yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh.