Guess
“So kid, wanna try your luck? The Guessing booth is open and ready. I can guess your age, weight and ethnicity for a dollar a piece! Or I can try and guess all three for two dollars for a bigger prize!” The man in a striped suit twirls his cane as he sizes up the newest customer.
The younger man, dark haired and clean shaven lifts up his sunglasses as he looks at the bounty of spoils the game booth had to offer. Sure there was the regular plush toys but there also seemed to be gift cards and other items of value. Smirking, the man replaced his glasses and nodded to himself, pulling out his wallet as he looked down on the shorter circus employee.
“Why not. Let’s try for all three.” Scott made sure to give the carnie a big grin. He was …show more content…
“Hmm, I’d say…three hundred and fifty pounds.” Scott started to laugh. Three fifty he thought. At a hundred and eighty he was pure lean muscle. Sure, he was tall but still!
“Ha, I’m going to win everything if you keep going like that!” As the man chuckled, the carnie just nodded.
“Oh we’ll get you on the scale soon to confirm my suspicions, but I have two more guesses to make. You’re… fifty-two right?” Scott just chuckled, letting out a small belch absent mindedly as he shook his head. A rumbling came from his belly as he looked at the nearby food trucks, salivating slightly. It was getting close to lunch.
“Fifty-two, now you’re just throwing out numbers.” While it wasn’t as funny anymore, Scott smirked as he wondered what exactly this guy was getting at. People were beginning to stop by just to watch the …show more content…
As for ethnicity…I’d say…Jewish.” The man raised an eyebrow at the circus member. Scratching his face as his belly continued to grumble, Scott rubbed his forehead a bit with the back of his arm. Was it warmer than a bit ago?
“Not even close. Hell, I’m not even circumcised.” He rolled his eyes, proud of his rather ample package.
“Really? Prove it?” The carnie’s constant smile widened. Rubbing his belly Scott shook his head. Seriously he thought? But the crowd behind him began to chant, telling him to prove it.
“Come on chubs! Show the man yer dick!” A voice rang out. The customer raised an eyebrow as he returned to face the still grinning carnie.
“Fine.” Grumbling, Scott struggled to release his tight belt. Grunting a bit at the problem, he looked down to see a more than ample paunch in place of his once toned midsection. Mouth opening, a loud pop caused his pants button to fly off exposing his underwear.
Patting the new beer gut, the slightest trail of hair visible on the front, the carnie proceeded to pull down thickening man’s tidy
“So kid, wanna try your luck? The Guessing booth is open and ready. I can guess your age, weight and ethnicity for a dollar a piece! Or I can try and guess all three for two dollars for a bigger prize!” The man in a striped suit twirls his cane as he sizes up the newest customer.
The younger man, dark haired and clean shaven lifts up his sunglasses as he looks at the bounty of spoils the game booth had to offer. Sure there was the regular plush toys but there also seemed to be gift cards and other items of value. Smirking, the man replaced his glasses and nodded to himself, pulling out his wallet as he looked down on the shorter circus employee.
“Why not. Let’s try for all three.” Scott made sure to give the carnie a big grin. He was …show more content…
“Hmm, I’d say…three hundred and fifty pounds.” Scott started to laugh. Three fifty he thought. At a hundred and eighty he was pure lean muscle. Sure, he was tall but still!
“Ha, I’m going to win everything if you keep going like that!” As the man chuckled, the carnie just nodded.
“Oh we’ll get you on the scale soon to confirm my suspicions, but I have two more guesses to make. You’re… fifty-two right?” Scott just chuckled, letting out a small belch absent mindedly as he shook his head. A rumbling came from his belly as he looked at the nearby food trucks, salivating slightly. It was getting close to lunch.
“Fifty-two, now you’re just throwing out numbers.” While it wasn’t as funny anymore, Scott smirked as he wondered what exactly this guy was getting at. People were beginning to stop by just to watch the …show more content…
As for ethnicity…I’d say…Jewish.” The man raised an eyebrow at the circus member. Scratching his face as his belly continued to grumble, Scott rubbed his forehead a bit with the back of his arm. Was it warmer than a bit ago?
“Not even close. Hell, I’m not even circumcised.” He rolled his eyes, proud of his rather ample package.
“Really? Prove it?” The carnie’s constant smile widened. Rubbing his belly Scott shook his head. Seriously he thought? But the crowd behind him began to chant, telling him to prove it.
“Come on chubs! Show the man yer dick!” A voice rang out. The customer raised an eyebrow as he returned to face the still grinning carnie.
“Fine.” Grumbling, Scott struggled to release his tight belt. Grunting a bit at the problem, he looked down to see a more than ample paunch in place of his once toned midsection. Mouth opening, a loud pop caused his pants button to fly off exposing his underwear.
Patting the new beer gut, the slightest trail of hair visible on the front, the carnie proceeded to pull down thickening man’s tidy