Metamorphosis (standard:drama, 1221 words)
Author: Sara Baugh	Added: May 02 2001	Views/Reads: 3455/2374	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The ugly duckling on acid! A modern spin that will leave you uneasy...

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At lunchtime that day our ugly girl drove slowly through the streets of
her native Notting Hill gunning down all the beautiful people one by 
one, shooting them, callously, as they sipped delicately on their 
mid-day cappachinos. It only took but a few minutes for the cops to 
show up. She fired blindly at the patroller and peeled off. Our friend 
drove about ninety miles an hour down the motorway, with five squad 
cars trailing her. She knew he had no chance though, she was too ugly 
to hold up a case in court. The cops circled around her and shot her 
tires out, the El Camino span to the left and flipped as it left the 
motorway in a cloud of dust and smoke. 

She awoke in the hospital he was hooked into many machines and she could
not feel her body and she could not talk and she could not hear or see 
straight. She was an ugly duck, she was a vegetable, and she now faced 
spending the rest of her lousy, ugly, life being tube fed in a prison 
on the charge of six first degree and two attempted murders, maybe she 
should plead insanity? 

The next day the ugly vegetable girl got a visit from her parent’s
solicitor. He brought news of their will, after both had died 
tragically in the previous day’s events. The will stated that their 
entire fortune should be spent on endless amounts of plastic surgery 
for our aesthetically challenged friend, from barnet to buttocks this 
ugly duckling was to be transformed into a beautiful swan. 

Some three years, and no less than nineteen operations and seventy-three
visits to the beautician later, with very few brain cells remaining, 
this previously hideous being had been transformed into a vogue-esque 
stunner. Luckily, this transformation had met its conclusion only 
two-days before she was due in court to plead innocence in the murders 
of some of London’s most respected socialites. 

Dressed to impress in her new Donna Karen’s our friend was wheeled
lethargically into court, forced to defend herself with no money left 
for any kind of lawyer. Eventually the time came for her to give 
evidence. Somewhat weary from recent happenings and confused by so many 
people actually taking an interest in her words all our friend 
eventually managed was a seemingly sanctimonious giggle, before falling 
head first into the laps of the (entirely male) jury, exposing her 
class-A, newly purchased double D’s in the process. What an eye-full! 

Looking deep into the longing, contact lensed, eyes of this busty blonde
babe these twelve city-slackers knew they had no choice. 

The jury made their verdict in record time, and that beautiful young
bimbo was found not guilty on all charges. And so she lived happily 
ever after, gleefully indulged in the life of the beautiful people and 
never uttering a single word ever ever again. 


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