For over a week, no freshening breeze had blown in Pervia. The sun lay heavy on the horizon and never quite seemed to move. The only cloud that had passed on the blue of the sky had evaporated long before it was able to drop it's cooling load of moisture.
Pervians were bitchering and whinginig about how hot the heat was and how dusty the dry was. Of and on, some Pervs had stepped up in hopes of helping others to forget how miserable they were. No one paid much attention to them, though.
From the deep South West came a smell.. it wasn't a pleasant smell but it was indeed something different than the norm. Very, very different. With no breeze to move it out of range, it settled stinking and choking over the fields and valleys. Pervasites were dropping like flies on shit. This stench had the odd side-effect of making Pervs forget they were Pervs!
Over near the lake, the Bicker Birds were lining up along the shore to pick at this and that. It was their nature to pick at everything they came into contact with. Their favorite pickings were Petty Pity Fish. Petty Pity Fish are only known to bite when their needs are ignored. This Summer they were plentiful and easy to catch.
Skwirl, with her trusty Ynotmobile sped out into the neighboring countries, trying to find a rainmaker. It was going to be quite the journey as neither Skwirl nor Ynot had any idea what a rainmaker might be, or what it looked like, or even how much it might cost. But someone had to do something and soon.
Governor WoW had been left to rule the land during the absence of Skwirls. (Everyone knows that Skwirls rule!) Skwirl almost felt sorry for Gov. WoW. Almost.. but not quite. She knew what a bunch of sad sacks Pervasites could be when they were feeling cranky.
The RnR shack girls were glowing so brightly you could see them from space. It was far too hot for them to keep giving happy endings to all cummers. (Hey Shells.. how's life at the RnR shack today?)
"What this place needs, said Skwirl, is a revival of the Busty Brigade™!"
What will happen to Pervia? Will the stench from the deep South West take over the land completely? Will Pervasites forget who they are? Will Skwirl and Ynot find a rainmaker in time? Will Gov. WoW abdicate with KitKat? Stay Tuned Kiddies.. for your next great adventure in ..
As the Stomach Turns.
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