Sabrina the teenage bitch had a magic spell reflect back at her and she spent her eighteenth year as a slutpuppy.
“What’s that? You want a bone to play with? Don’t worry, sluttikins, all the guys are coming over and they’ll have plenty of bones for you,” her boyfriend said.
Sabrina wagged her tail and barked, excited to know that she’d soon be stuffed with all the bones a bitch could ever want.
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