Cool sweat soaked Magenta's back as Indigo

Cool sweat soaked Magenta's back as Indigo sponged her brow, brushing her hair back & ordered her to push. Magenta gritted her teeth, suppressing moans of pain, and obeyed. Violet

was an accident waiting to happen, in that her conception was an accident and she was about to happen. Magenta pushed Violet out, but "Violet" was orange. Daddy Indigo figured out

that baby Voilet was infact not orange, but an ugly brown colour. Magenta and Daddy Indigo had realized she'd came out of Magenta's bumhole.

she was smiling from hip to hip. Oh, Magenta was smiling alright...but not for the reason Daddy Indigo imagined. She smiled because she knew she had just given birth to the devil's

first puppy. Magenta was a labradoodle, which through a strange series events wound up in hell having committed no sin. But, the puppy she bore that the Devil took as a pet changed

old Satan's heart. "WHY AIN"T YOU CUTE." Magenta, the labradoodle, wagged its tail. Satan decided to spent less time damning sinners and more time doing walkies.

The hellspawn labradoodle then proceeded to poop on Satan's floor of brimstone. It left a large brown stain on the hot, red rock.

Which was briskly cleared up by one of Satan's minions who was wearing a fluffy white apron. "That darn dog!" said Satan, "Now, what did you say you purpose here was?". I decided t

I decided to-. I decide-. I decideddd. I decided I died.