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              Panel 1 Continuing from last strip, similar layout as the
                      last panel, the Sausage Queen's breasts finally
                      triumph over the front of her dress, spilling out
                      and revealing her salami-sized nipples. She looks
                      too shocked to cover herself. Father Vladimir's
                      eyes are comically wide, staring as those
                      magnificent mountainous mounds. The faerie is
                      floating just behind the Sausage Queen, trying to
                      coach Little Attitude (who's still inside her
                      "victim").

                                 SFX
                            (near breasts)
                       RRRRRIP

                                 SAUSAGE QUEEN
                       GASP!

                                 FAERIE
                       Maybe that's enough, now?

              Panel 2 The Sausage Queen's boobs have further increased
                      in size. They're so large and heavy that she's
                      tipping forward, looking slightly panicked.
                      Father Vladimir realizes (not without some
                      concern) that he's right in her path.

                                 SAUSAGE QUEEN
                       Ah! Too heavy!

                                 FATHER VLADIMIR
                       Uh oh...

                                 LITTLE ATTITUDE
                            (inside Sausage Queen)
                       I'm trying! I'm trying!

              Panel 3 Wider panel. The Sausage Queen (eyes shut,
                      shouting, head thrown back) is sprawled on top of
                      Father Vladimir, whose face has disappered
                      between her gigantic (beach ball-sized) breasts.
                      We just see his hand reaching out, fingers
                      clutching the air in a futile gesture for help.
                      The faerie's sausage chain finally slips in
                      further under the Sausage Queen's skirt, finally
                      burying itself in the intended orifice. The
                      faerie floats a bit off to the side, too small
                      for her expression to matter.

                                 LITTLE ATTITUDE
                            (inside Sausage Queen)
                       Oh, I think I got it, now!

                                 SFX
                       SCHLIP

                                 SAUSAGE QUEEN
                       AW YEAH, THAT'S THE STUFF!

                                 FATHER VLADIMIR
                            (weak voice, wobbly balloon)
                       M-mercy...

                                 FAERIE
                       Yup, you got it.