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As the others regained their feet, Fred remained sitting on the beach.
"What's the matter, Lord Fred?" Astra asked. "Did you hurt yourself?" "Nah, probably just resting his crotch," Robert suggested. "What??" "Feet. Resting his feet." "It's possible, Pig," Fred muttered hazily, "I might be bluffing. It's conceivable, you miserable, vomitous mass, that I'm only lying here because I lack the strength to stand." "Not again!" Astra sighed. She went over to Fred and bitchslapped him. "What?!" Not that this narrator would dare compare the lovely Astra to a canine of the female persuasion. "That's better." Fred looked groggily at the princess. "You were channeling Westley again," she explained. "Sorry about that," Fred replied. "Actually I'm sitting here because I have spent the last weeks as a luscious vixen and have grown unaccostumed to walking on human legs without a tail." The others looked curiously at each other. "I don't know," said Alexis hesitantly. "Could we try Westley again?"
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