Joy was practicing some of her magic one day, going wild with her imagination as she conjured up various things. Getting a bit too excited, she proceeded to do a teleportation spell. The next thing she knew, she was in the frozen waste of the Arctic. She would’ve immediately zapper herself back to normal, but that’s when she saw… him.
Joy: “Oh my gosh! It’s you! The one and only Torm the Polar Bear! I am such a big fan of yours! Can I have your autograph?”
Looks like the big guy isn’t used to receiving this kind of affection. Hopefully he’ll be ok, provided nothing suddenly happens to startle him or make him nervous.
Joy: “Ooh, you’ve got some nice muscle pecs. And your nice hard abs feel so good to rub up against~.”
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