



This is the up & coming celebrity, Marge Stienenburger.

She’s unlucky, evil, insane, a mooch, and a major klepto. You may know her from such films as “Backdoor Booty VI” and “Plumbob Sucker Part 2: The Revenge of the Green-skinned Babe”.

She left her hometown behind for the stunning Monté Vista to advance her career and start a family. She also heard about all the wealthy celebrities in the area, and couldn’t wait to get her big teal sausages on some nice “free” goodies.

Let’s take a look at her outfits, shall we?





Everyday wear.





Formal wear. Dem bootz. Dem socks. Dat ass.

‘Sleep’ wear.

Workout clothes. Marge knows she won’t be wearing these much. Her bod was rockin’.

Swimwear. Flaunt it if you got it honey.

Outerwear. Rockin’ the baby blue crush velvet

Here’s a close up of Marge.

Anyways, onwards with the tale of the big blue beauty.

She found a nice plot of land out of the way of the town center, but close enough to some nice looking houses.. some nice looking houses with some nice looking things might I add.

Marge had no source of current income, well, not until she could do some five finger discounting later on.

So with some limited funds, she managed to build a cozy little love nest.

The first thing Marge decided to do, was hit up the local dating scene. Marge wasn’t picky; Fat, slim, old, young, woman, man, two legs, four legs. She just wanted someone to bump uglies with.

Marge had been married once before through an arranged marriage. Her parents were worried Marge would never settle down and be able to find the one, but after 4 weeks of marriage, Marge found herself unhappier than ever. That’s when she packed her bags and hobbled as fast as she could away from her Ex to Monté Vista.

With her dating profile up, she shot off a few messages to some tasty lookin’ men, and thought it was time to go meet some friends. She only had about $2000 to live off of, and with an appetite like hers, Marge knew she would run out of cash soon.

She met a local, who’s name she never caught, but she looked like she had a bit of cash, so Marge decided to warm up to her, she knew she’d come in handy later on that night.

After having a nice chat and receiving a whole $2 from whatsherface, Marge decided to run over (We’ll use that word lightly there..) to the Country Inn, she needed a nice stiff drink.

At the bar, she ran into a nice gentleman who offered Marge $7 after a few bats of her lovely pink eyelashes. Marge felt a real connection, and made the move.

Apparently, he didn’t appreciate Marge’s slick tongue sliding around his dry ol’ mouth, whatever. Marge took up the chance to ask for a bit more money.

Her sugar ain’t free anyways.

He didn’t agree with Marge. Whatever Kernel Sanders.

Marge left the bar and headed over to her newly found friend’s house.

“Damn,” thought Marge, “This bitch be loaded!”

Marge managed to sneak away from her host, and waddled up the staircase to the bedroom.

Marge quietly slid the mirror off the wall and under her shirt.

She didn’t want to hang around the scene of the crime, so marge made a hasty retreat and rang up one of the guys she got in touch with over the dating website, James.

They talked and talked, never ending up clicking in the long run, James thought Marge was rude and a bit crazy.

Hours passed as James gritted his teeth and nodding along to Marge’s trailing conversation, in fact he listened for so long, night had become dawn, and he just couldn’t take it anymore,

falling to the pavement. Marge realized this was her chance..

Marge slid her hands in James’ wallet, as well as other places, while James lay passed out on the side of the road like piece of tasty, tasty roadkill.

Marge cut her losses with James, and invited a random stranger she met in the town center the next day. In the 24 hours Marge had met her, the bitch got pregnant.

Marge really didn’t care, and they hit it off in true fashion.

Marge had almost forgotten how good WooHooing was, and was caught up in a day of passion with her newly found beau. Everything was going swimmingly, and Marge asked her love to ditch her husband Drew, when suddenly Marge realized she was standing in a puddle of warm water..

“DAMN GIRL, RIGHT NOW?” Marge bellowed out

“BUT I’M TOO BUSY BEING A CAT” Marge added.

Marge didn’t have time for babies ‘n shit. She drove her lover to the hospital and met up with her at her house.

Drew confronted Marge, and after a long hard talk, and after swiping a sink and a couple paintings, Marge decided to leave the family alone and no longer ruin their lives.

She went in for one last kiss before bidding adieu for the very last time.

Heartbroken, Marge re-activated her dating account. After two flops she was hesitant. That douche James was still on, but Marge spotted a fresh face, his name was Gino, and Marge’s thigh blubber quaked at the site of him. She knew she needed to hit that.

Gino was almost identical to James, maybe that’s why Marge knew she needed to have him, on the plus side, he was also an up-and-coming celebrity.

The paparazzi made Marge uncomfortable, and after a few minutes of stimulating conversation about astrological signs and boxing, they decided to move indoors..

Gino knows what’s up.

After 4 minutes of sweaty blissful woohoo, Marge knew what she had to do.

And in typical fashion..

The next day, Marge & Gino planned a romantic wedding. Marge invited all her richest friends, hoping for some lovely wedding gifts she could pawn for some goopy carbonara.

Marge stuffed herself in a nice white dress she found a the thrift shop, and waited for the guest to arrive.

Hours later, the only guests to show up, was the Chan family. Sobbing, Marge growled at them to “Get the hell off my lawn”.

How could Gino stand her up? Marge spent the night crying, listening to Hip Hop, and leaving Gino inaudible sobbing voicemails.

The next day, Marge composed herself and called everyone back, she was going to have this wedding.

So on a warm sunny day, in the wee hours of the morning, with 2 pregnant bitches, the wedding began.

“With this ring, I Thee wed” mumbled Gino. “HEAHAUFGHSHAHEHGA” Snorted Marge.





After the vows, it was time for Marge’s favourite part.

Cake.

Marge hovered silent above it for a few seconds before rubbing the drool that was leaking out of her gob and cutting through that delicious hunk of icing.

After the cake was poured into everyone’s mouth holes, Marges friend decided it was good timing to pop out a small gooey human right on her front lawn.

Marge let all her guests go with the spotlight-stealing bitch, and was happy to have some one on one time with her new man.

They retreated to the hot tub Marge had been sent by a company for just being famous, and after throwing off the tub’s chemical balance with their own special liquids, Marge felt a weird sensation down below.

“Wait a minute she thought” as she pulled herself out of the hot tub, “I forgot about my own little gooey human that was growing inside of me.”

Hours went by as Marge tried to push the little sucker out of her glorious body.

Finally, after a tiring day, little baby Flynn was born, as green and glorious as his mother.

After coming home from the hospital, Marge notices her baby is a magical wizard, and is no longer a beautiful hue of colour, but the same colour as Gino.

Furious, Marge storms out to go relax by stealing (yet another) sink from the Chan family, leaving Gino with the poop machine.

To be continued..? ..!