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"Woah, she became a gun!" Comp gasped.
"Yeah, this way she'll keep her fat trap shut for a while. Now, as for you," Popster said, pointing the gun at Comp.
"Woah!" Comp gasped, bouncing back, her huge breasts following with a delayed smack.
"Now answer honestly, are you friend or foe?" Popster said with a calm breath, her finger on the trigger.
"I'm a friend, I swear!" Comp shouted.
"Hmm alright... but man I just don't know, climbing out of all of those girls is a little sketch..." Popster said, cocking her head.
"I didn't want to suffocate; I have no ill will towards you or her. Please, I'm good, I promise," Comp sobbed.
"Okay, well, we'll see. You have my trust for now," Popster sighed, withdrawing her gun and placing it in a holster on her hip.
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