The following will finally reveal the dirty little secrets that Kelly has been holding over both their heads unbeknownst to one another's predicament. (Kelly is a whore.) Now without further ado, The Author presents you with The Naughty Dolly Fun House. Enjoy the truth.

Setting:

BARBIE AND KENS PLAYHOUSE

(A large and very pink master bedroom also a very pink bed within which Barbie lies, blankets pulled up to her perfect plastic chin. The sound of the thin plastic front door being slammed causes Barbie to jump and begin to hurriedly check that she is properly tucked in. Ken enters the room.)

Barbie: -pulling a sick face- Hey -cough- hunny how was your day?

Ken: Its about to get better babe. -Trying to kiss Barbie sexy-like-

Barbie: Not tonight Ken I have a headache.

Ken:-Secretly thrilled- Fine!

Ken leaves room, fakes a business call, announces that he has to go back into the little plastic work building, and quickly leaves. He drives his dark purple giant-hand powered convertible mustang to The Naughty Dolly Fun House. Owned by the Brats. He is greeted rather warmly by Sasha, the Madam of the house.

Madam Sasha: Good evening Ken, would you like the usual room and attendant?

Ken: -A slow predator like smile spread across his face- Will I ever want anything else?

Madam Sasha: Let's hope not, my little Bryce would be devastated.

Back at the Barbie Dream House-also pink-Barbie is giving her makeup a quick checkup before dashing out the front door and into her light pink giant-hand powered convertible mustang. Quickly driving over The Naughty Dolly Fun House. Where she accidentally runs into Ken.

Ken: BARBIE! What are you doing here?

Barbie: -smoothly avoiding question- What are YOU doing here?"

Just then Madam Sasha came walking back out with two of her escorts walking behind her. One a short pretty Asian woman where a leather dominatrix outfit carrying a leather riding crop. The other was a short blond young man in sexy black platform boots, short shorts and black and white fishnet tops.

Jade: -slips arms around Barbie- How's my favorite little bitch.-Nips ear-

Barbie: -Blush and fights back moan- Um Ken I t-t-think there's something we need to talk about.

Ken: -Giving Bryce heated look- Not right now Barbie.

And then Ken, with Bryce gripping his biceps, legs wrapped around Kens waste making whimpering and moaning sounds into the deep heated kiss, walked into the building heading for the room he and Bryce usually occupied.

Madam Sasha: - Trying to stop the nose bleed she just got- That never fails to make me hot as hell.

Barbie: -making a face- K to much info.

Jade: -slapping riding crop across Barbie's bottom- Did I say you could speak slave?

Barbie: -Biting lip- No mistress. I've been bad, -Doe eyes- Does this mean I have to be punished?

And so Jade pulled Barbie into a bruising demanding kiss which Barbie, being the nasty freak she is, totally loved. So Jade, telling Barbie that since she was Jades bitch she had accessorize properly, latched a studded black dog collar around Barbie's neck -leash included- before leading her back inside, whipping her behind the entire time.

Ok I don't want to get any flames about this, because really they only make me laugh, and really you know Barbie's a nasty freak like that.

You know where this came from, a freaking Bratz commercial. Because Bratz are the whores of the doll world. THEY WEAR THONGS FOR CHRIST SAKES!

I will never let my children play with those little whore dolls, they might get herpes or something. They really do have thongs too, my little sister had one of the cheerleader ones and something drove me to look under its skirt (turns out something drove everyone in my family to look under its skirt too) and...

..A black gauzy thong. Sweet Jesus eating pancakes!

Oh and I REALLY liked writing the part with Ken and Bryce. Mmmmmm

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Doesn't Ken seem like the pretty boy type to you? Because he sure did to me. Plus Bryce was the only attractive Boyz doll. Yeah I visited the dark side for this thing, give me cookies, I deserve them.

And by "dark side" I mean that stupid website. Jesus do they really need all that pink? Blagh!