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Jack had just finished recording videos for the day, but he didn't realize how hungry he was. He picked up one of his little Septic Sam plushes, and cuddled it. He walked downstairs to get a little snack, and when he came back what he saw amazed him COMPLETELY. Sam, the plushy he cuddled, had turned into a beautiful, sexy, woman. She had bright blue eyes, beautiful short brown hair, a purple t- shirt that hung off one shoulder and showed a little too much cleavage, light skinny jeans, and white converse. You know the typical American white girl look.
"W-Who are you?" Jack managed to stutter out. He just realized he was staring so he decided he might as well say something. The woman chuckled ever so slightly. "It's perfectly fine for you to stare, everyone does. My name's Sam." She smiled warmly and kissed him tenderly on the cheek. She later cupped the cheek she kissed. Jack stepped back. "What do you want with me?" She smiled, "I want you." Jack was stunned. He couldn't believe it, but his phone buzzed and snapped him back to somewhat reality.
Mark had texted him. Hey where are you? Are you on your way here? :) Jack had completely forgot he was supposed to visit Mark for the weekend. He looked at Sam, "Listen I have to go to America for a week to visit my fr-fr- friend, M-Merk." Sam somehow reached in his pants and began working his dick. And it felt really good. She smiled ever so warmly. Then she to shoved him toward the wall of his room and kissed him hard, hand still moving up and down his dick. Jack was stunned, almost mesmerized, but so into it. He wanted her to come with him. He pulled away from her kiss slightly, "Do-Do you-ugh-wanna come with me?" She was at his dick still working him to an steady orgasm. She was a greedy bitch wasn't she? He thought. "Hhmm. It would be nice. Yes... Yes I would." She said everything ever so calmly.
She stopped everything, turned around, and began to walk to his suitcase but stopped. She turned to him, "If you need me, remember I'm right there with you." She smiled and with barely audible 'poof', she turned back into a plushy. Jack blinked, "Well," he grabbed his suitcase and Sam put her in his pocket, "better be going." He walked downstairs, out the house, and began walking away.