The corrupt a wish game - Page 324

VHSHunter · December 20th, 2016, 11:37 PM

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Originally Posted by trailmaster

I wish I was very rich and lived in a mansion filled with 20 bedrooms, and each bedroom would have a different beautiful huge breasted woman who would want to make bunny love to me. A different woman each night!!

Wish granted my friend. Unfortunately, you've developed Gynophobia and run a mile the moment one of these huge breasted lovelies comes within 20 metres.

I wish I could accurately predict next week's lottery numbers...

**ruffroundedges** · December 20th, 2016, 11:46 PM

Granted; but the mansion is near where I live and the weather is so cold you cant afford to heat the place. The 20 bedrooms turn into 20 freezers and you and the bunnies all have to congregate in the same room to share body heat. As in all other cases when more than 3 women get together for any length of time they come to the conclusion that everything must be a mans fault. You being the only man around become the defacto punchingbag. I hear your screams of despair from my place but am unable to come to your aid due to the unplowed driveway leading to your mansion. We all mourn your passing. (Hat off, over heart.)

I wish I still had the strength and stamina that I had in my prime but the caution and experience I have now.

**footstep** · December 21st, 2016, 05:01 AM

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Originally Posted by trailmaster

Wish granted. All those goodies you love so much are now much lower in fat, cholesterol and sugar, but they still taste just as good, however, they have two ingredients that they did not have before. One is something that makes them addictive so you can't stop eating them, and something else that makes you start to lose weight. After eating these goodies for just a few days your weight has gone down by 20 pounds. You get afraid so you start eating much more of your regular food. Your stuffing yourself with giant pizzas, ten bottles of beer every day. Foot long hotdogs, and huge hamburgers with all the toppings, but still you're losing more than 10 pounds a day. After a few weeks you look like a concentration camp survivor. You weigh only 70 pounds. You're ribs show through your chest and you can hardly walk because of so much muscle loss. After a few more days you start to scream and fall to the ground, and your body just distintegrates into blood and bone dust.

Thinner by Stephen King except It's a travelling gipsy who put a spell on you.

Bill derBerg · December 21st, 2016, 07:20 PM

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Originally Posted by VHSHunter

Wish granted my friend. Unfortunately, you've developed Gynophobia and run a mile the moment one of these huge breasted lovelies comes within 20 metres.

I wish I could accurately predict next week's lottery numbers...

Granted. However, while you slept we converted you to Buddhism. You're welcome. As a newly devout Buddhist you shun material wealth. We, however, chase it like slobbering dogs. While the rest of this mangy pack lick themselves, I creatively acquire your ticket and dash off to cash it. While I spend the winnings in Amsterdam on hookers, hash and ham you shave your head and get fat.

I wish winter would end with Christmas.

VHSHunter · December 21st, 2016, 10:48 PM

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Originally Posted by Bill derBerg

I wish winter would end with Christmas.

No problem - unfortunately, another wish was grated at the same time... You see, Roy Wood from the band Wizzard wished it could be Christmas every day. With that happening, not only will winter not be ending in the foreseeable future, but you'll be spending all your ill-gotten-gains from that lottery ticket you purloined from that buddhist yesterday on yet more cards, presents & assorted baubles...

I wish had a bottle of rum, which when any is poured, magically refills itself (with the same type of rum).

**bowlinggreen** · December 22nd, 2016, 02:24 AM

Wish granted, but that bottle of rum once belonged to Blackbeard, and it has a strange effect upon those who tipple from it.

One day after a long tippling session, your neighbor comes over and asks to borrow your cordless drill, and you run him through with a garden sickle for no particular reason. Howling "yo ho ho and a bottle of rum" you then proceed to wander downtown all covered in blood and plunder the first bank you come across.

The police catch up to you on the river, where you are staring blearily at the piles of cash you have stolen and muttering "where are the damned doubloons?" in a rowboat you stole from a fisherman after decapitating him.

They decide you are much too dangerous to take alive and hose you with M-16 fire. Your riddled corpse and the splintered rowboat sink down to Davey Jones' locker.

I wish for someone to invent a holographic memory card, which can hold 50 terabytes of porn, is half the size of a credit card, and only costs 3.99 each.

Bill derBerg · December 22nd, 2016, 05:57 PM

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Originally Posted by bowlinggreen

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I wish for someone to invent a holographic memory card, which can hold 50 terabytes of porn, is half the size of a credit card, and only costs 3.99 each.

Granted. It was invented by the members who frequent the cross dressing monkey love threads. Why you spent your considerable fortune on such a thing is a mystery to almost everyone. It comes as no surprise to your parole officer and court appointed psychiatrist. In the spirit of Christmas you wander the halls of VEF handing out the aforementioned cards but when you give one to Eric Cartman he makes you play rochambeau while he's wearing his steel toed hob nail boots. Mal Hombre gives you a high five, with a chair, to the face. What Jenny does to you will be described later in court as cruel and unusual. She is acquitted anyway.

I wish I had the powers and knowledge of a White Wizard.

**footstep** · December 22nd, 2016, 06:05 PM

Granted. But as a White Wizard you go asking Saroumane what to do .
And you know the end....

I wish I were Aragorn.

**trailmaster** · December 22nd, 2016, 09:26 PM

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Originally Posted by footstep

Granted. But as a White Wizard you go asking Saroumane what to do .
And you know the end....

I wish I were Aragorn.

you forgot about ruffroundedges wish.

http://vintage-erotica-forum.com/sho...postcount=3237
So now you have to corrupt two wishes.

**tygrkhat40** · December 23rd, 2016, 02:25 PM

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Originally Posted by footstep

Granted. But as a White Wizard you go asking Saroumane what to do .
And you know the end....

I wish I were Aragorn.

Granted. Although it's not the Aragorn you were thinking of. You are now Aragon, a winged, white horse from Marvel Comics. On the plus side, you're ridden bareback by a buxom Norse demi-goddess. On the other hand, it's not that way.

I wish for peace and love. (I'm asking for it...)

December 20th, 2016, 11:46 PM	#3232
ruffroundedges Vintage Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: In a cave, havn't you been paying attention? Posts: 5,198 Thanks: 79,034 Thanked 95,993 Times in 5,282 Posts	Granted; but the mansion is near where I live and the weather is so cold you cant afford to heat the place. The 20 bedrooms turn into 20 freezers and you and the bunnies all have to congregate in the same room to share body heat. As in all other cases when more than 3 women get together for any length of time they come to the conclusion that everything must be a mans fault. You being the only man around become the defacto punchingbag. I hear your screams of despair from my place but am unable to come to your aid due to the unplowed driveway leading to your mansion. We all mourn your passing. (Hat off, over heart.) I wish I still had the strength and stamina that I had in my prime but the caution and experience I have now. __________________ Pull my finger..... To view links or images in signatures your post count must be 0 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. To view links or images in signatures your post count must be 0 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. To view links or images in signatures your post count must be 0 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.

December 22nd, 2016, 02:24 AM	#3236
bowlinggreen Veteran Member Join Date: Apr 2015 Posts: 4,192 Thanks: 48,676 Thanked 49,167 Times in 4,188 Posts	Wish granted, but that bottle of rum once belonged to Blackbeard, and it has a strange effect upon those who tipple from it. One day after a long tippling session, your neighbor comes over and asks to borrow your cordless drill, and you run him through with a garden sickle for no particular reason. Howling "yo ho ho and a bottle of rum" you then proceed to wander downtown all covered in blood and plunder the first bank you come across. The police catch up to you on the river, where you are staring blearily at the piles of cash you have stolen and muttering "where are the damned doubloons?" in a rowboat you stole from a fisherman after decapitating him. They decide you are much too dangerous to take alive and hose you with M-16 fire. Your riddled corpse and the splintered rowboat sink down to Davey Jones' locker. I wish for someone to invent a holographic memory card, which can hold 50 terabytes of porn, is half the size of a credit card, and only costs 3.99 each. __________________ So much porn, so little time...

December 22nd, 2016, 06:05 PM	#3238
footstep Lost luggages? Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: France Posts: 7,268 Thanks: 92,097 Thanked 86,765 Times in 7,170 Posts	Granted. But as a White Wizard you go asking Saroumane what to do . And you know the end.... I wish I were Aragorn.