Chapter 15 --- Epilogue

Since the Possible group had done a teleport before being

ripped, they went back to the Brandyverse rather than straight home, in

order to retrieve purses and other belongings.

Even though Brandy’s sisters had transferred a few times,

they were still disoriented by it. It took them a few seconds to

realize that they were back at the mall, standing next to the table in

the food court.

Brandy could have taken them back to her room instead, but like

Kim’s group, all of their stuff had been left behind in the

first rip. They had only been gone a few seconds of Brandyverse time,

so there had been no opportunity for anyone to steal anything. It was

lying right where they had left it when the Multiverse beckoned, rather

insistently.

After retrieving their things, Kim, Anne, and the others kissed the

Harringtons goodbye, then vanished, presumably to reappear in the

kitchen of the Possible home.

Everyone was still wearing bikinis, not exactly the standard attire for

the mall. However, the clothes they had bought earlier were lying on

the table. Mostly tops to celebrate their new nanotits, but each girl

had at least one bottom, so they prepared to adjourn to the

ladies’ restroom to change.

But as they gathered up their packages and turned to leave the food

court, they found the doggygirls who had tagged along with them

earlier. “Where in the fuck did you guys go? You disappeared

and then you were back. And then the leprechauns vanished

again.”

Brandy sighed. “I already told you, they aren’t

leprechauns. As far as where we went, we’ve been fucking

Pocahontas, Princess Fiona, Judy Jetson, the X-men, the Incredibles,

and the girlfriend of Elvis.”

The beagle snorted and put her hands on her hips. “Smart

ass.”

The Harringtons laughed. Rachel put an arm around the beagle girl and

the other terrier. “C’mon back to the house and

we’ll tell you all about it. Then we’ll fuck the

shit out of you. About an hour later, you can fuck the shit out of

us.”

THE END

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