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| Trodemus & Belinda search the bedroom! |
Trodemus of Doom, his lady love Belinda, Potbellied Ninja, and the Dark Cat all walked into a darkened room. Behind them was a 3-person camera crew, set to film the first episode of the new ghost-hunting reality show, TRODEMUS: SEEKER OF SPECTERS!
Trodemus was hell-bent on finding out all he could about the ghost that had been haunting him, and was equally adamant about making some money off of his findings with the reality show! In his desperation, and for entertainment purposes, Trodemus decided to momentarily dispense with a psychic approach to finding the ghost (as this had not been working anyway) and go with something more scientific. Trodemus whipped out a strange device from under his cloak.
“Oooh Troddie, is that what I think it is?” Belinda licked her fat lips in anticipation of using them on her man.
Trodemus smirked. “No, Belinda. It is not that. The Prophet of Doom cannot show that on tv!” Belinda giggled.
“This is an EMF meter. Since the ghost has somehow made itself invisible to the psychic powers of Doom, I shall be using it to see if there are any odd fluctuations in the electromagnetic field, possibly caused by our ghost!”
Belinda walked closely behind Trodemus as he leaned over with the EMF meter like Sherlock Holmes with a magnifying glass. She was wearing another one of her tight-fitting corsets, which squeezed her large breasts and pushed them up. Trodemus had insisted she wear it for tv, because it had gotten them many clients in the past. One could only imagine what it would do for the ratings of the show!
“Ghost! Doom will find you! If you have displaced any energy, this meter will tell us!”
Belinda got in front of the camera and whispered, “My Troddie displaces me every night! Sometimes I can’t find my bra or panties anywhere!”
“I’m getting some readings! There seems to be an unusual amount of energy coming from under the bed!” Trodemus got down on his knees and waved the EMF meter slightly above the floor. “The readings are getting stronger!” Trodemus slid the meter under the bed and became aware of a whirring sound!
“What is that? Trodemus asked. Do you hear it?” Belinda smirked. “What? Did someone pass gas?” She smiled over at the Potbellied Ninja, who looked away. “Ninja, did you fart?”
“Silence! Trodemus almost has it! It seems the ghost has made itself solid! Hah! It surrenders before the psychically scientific mind of Trodemus! Come out, Ghost, and show your true form to all who watch!”
Trodemus drew it out from under the bed and held it in the air. It was no ghost, but something else entirely. In Trodemus’ hand was a long, pink vibrator!!
NEXT: SEEKER OF SPECTRES pt. 2--Bathroom Investigation
WEDNESDAY, JUNE 25 2014
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