Schroon Lake High School
Big Mistake
My mystical being was outraged with this horrendously ugly form. My name is Maissist.
My original being was a beautifully formed troll. Iwas so irresistabally good looking with
my big, floppy ears, and crooked pearl white horns. My raven black eyes
would swallow your imagination up with possibilities. My teeth were nothing less than
perfect, with an exception of the lustrous red stains from my poor, plump, helpless
victims. . . tomatoes. My body was mostly muscle and a hint of fat. OK, OK, I'll admit it.
I was a tad overweight at 120 pounds, but my height made up for those extra pounds.
Being three feet tall was a thrill, all the trollettes were on me like white on rice.
My wrinkled head was so bald that it reflected the depths of hell upon the halls of heaven.
But hey, there was style.
Although I was everything a good looking troll could ask for, there was still one
thing missing. . . a trollette to go steady with and maybe in time, marry. Some of the
qualities that I looked for in a trollette were fat, stubby, plump bodily features, such as
arms, legs, etc. . . . Along with "veiny" blood-shot eyes, big goofy ears, and a bald scalp
with patches of hair sticking out (preferably black hair). I would like her ot stick up
for me whenever I screew up, which isn't too often but hey, that isn't the point. I would
also like for her to have hot, steamy, affectionate troll passion with me! Off the top of my
head those are the very brief and broad features I would look for in a trollette. Of course,
with my luck the trollette that had these features was none other than the Master Troll's wife.
To make a long story short, the Master Troll's wife and I got caught having hot,
steamy, affectionate troll passion on Master Troll's throne. He was furious with me
and as a result he changed me from a beautifully formed troll into this retched looking
HUMAN figure. Now if you will excuse me I have to go meet with my female human
who has all my desired features. Her name is Hillary Clinton. Hopefully I do not have as
many problems landing Hillary as I did with my last love, Mrs. Master Trollette.
by RM