Jumissy - Part 1

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Jumissy - Part 1
Sandra and Taylor find a game that will change their lives forever. This game is dangerous as it will doom them or make them happy. If the twins ever needed themselves, it would be now!

“Shut up you wimp.”

I was so tired of my brother Taylor. I told him to shut up often because he always plagued me if we could play something. We might be twins, but honest, he could do something that other boys did, like play football or any sport. He didn’t always have to hang around with me. He really annoyed me

That is until Jumissy came into our lives. That game changed everything.

My name is Sandra, and we were 11 years old when this happened. It was just when dad left us to live with his new partner. Mom was so sad; it was so humiliating for Mom, because Dads partner was not some nice secretary at work; he was in love with another man. That is so gross. I felt really sorry for my mother.

Anyhow, we moved in with my aunt who is my mother’s sister. She was like lady Madame, a queen. Her house was like a Barbie house. It was so pink and things. Even for me, it was a bit too much. I never liked Barbie’s; I always liked Bratz. That is when I was smaller. I am 11 now and of course I don’t play with dolls anymore. I am too old for that.

Sorry, back to the sorry. I know everyone says I talk too much. I can’t do anything about that. It’s just I have so much to say and it just comes out. Even when I think, I talk. You can say I am like an open book. There I go again by going off the subject. I bet you are all asking what Jumissy is. That is what I want to tell you.

Taylor and I were just after a huge argument. He was being annoying as he always was. He was bored and wanted to know if I would play with him. I said only children play, and we could chill out. Then he left me and went away and sulked. I didn’t care as I was talking with my friend on my cell phone. We could talk for hours about boys and who was cute and who was a geek.

Before I knew it, Taylor was back. He had a wooden box in his hand. It had big letters on it that said Jumissy. I never seen it before

“Sandra, see what I just found. I was in Aunties attack and I found this behind all her old clothes in a box that was tied up.”

“Why would she tie a game up?”

“I don’t know”

“And what were you doing going through her clothes?”

“I was just exploring”

We opened the box. Then this little glass ball in the middle lit up. We both stared at it. It was glowing. I told Taylor to get a cloth so we can wash it. After we did this, we could see an old man in the center of the ball. He looked like Merlin, you know that wizard. He had long white hair, a huge beard and spiky ears and a long, long nose. Taylor touched his nose. I was about to laugh until Merlin spoke. Then I screamed and between you and me, I nearly wet my knickers.

“THIS IS JUMISSY. I WILL NOT WELCOME YOU. I WILL GIVE YOU A WARNING. IF YOU ROLL THIS DICE YOU AND YOUR SISTERS LIFE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN. IF YOU ROLL THE DICE YOU HAVE TO FINISH THE GAME OR ONE OF YOU WILL BE FOREVER DAMNED. YOU ARE NOW WARNED. THINK BEFORE YOU ROLL THE DICE!”

This was so weird. I looked at Taylor, and being the geek he was, he was looking for directions of the game. There were none. So it just looked like whoever got to the finish first won. The problem was that there was one player piece that we could move. I told Taylor that we could just loan one from another game as Auntie probably lost the others. That’s most likely the reason why the game was hidden. She should have just thrown it out, but it did look old. Maybe it was worth something. Oh sorry, I am talking again and forgetting to tell the story

“I don’t think we should play this game,” Taylor said

“Why?”

“You saw that Merlin. I think it’s a scary game. I mean I understand if it was play station, but how did a man speak like that on such an old game?

“I don’t know, that’s why it’s interesting”

“I don’t think we should.”

“Stop being such a wimp. Roll the dice”

Then it happened, and after me talking for this long, this is where the story of Jumissy really starts.

Taylor rolled the dice and to our great surprise, the piece moved by itself. Then it was like a wave hit us and we were blown across the room. I was lucky. I hit my head against a sofa. After a few minutes and after I said wow ten times and saying that this was such a cool game, I tried looking for Taylor. I looked around to see where he was. He landed in Aunties old clothes.

He looked afraid, the poor wimp. He was also looking around thinking what has just happened. After he seemed to calm down he started asking where I was. He must be blind. He walked around the whole attack and could not see me sitting there. I decided to stay quiet, just to annoy him. Then he came to me and said

“Aww, your cute, where did you come from?” Taylor looked at me and said.

“What are you talking about?  I was always here!”

Then Taylor nearly tripped over himself and looked like he wet his pants, “You can talk”

“Of course I can talk; some people say that I talk too much”

“And... And... You have Sandra’s voice”

“I am Sandra. Can’t you even recognize your own sister?”

Then Taylor looked like he was in shock, and then he started laughing. I didn’t understand why he was going hysterical. He could be a twin, but he was strange. He said he would show me. Then he pointed a mirror at me

I was shocked!

I felt like screaming!

I felt like hitting someone!

I was a dog!

Yes that’s right. You know that animal with a snout and pointy ears and a tail and paws. I was one of them now.

“You’re a dog,” He said

“That’s obvious. But why?”

“It must be the game. It said one of us would be damned until the game is over.”

“Why did you want to play that stupid game?”

“You’re the one that wanted to play it. I said we shouldn’t”

“You should have stopped me”

“And when could I ever stop you before?”

I laid on the floor and put my paws over my eyes. Taylor was nice enough to pet me, and I liked when he scratched behind my ears. I could hear things that I never heard before. I could also smell things that I smelt before. Taylor said we should try to see what the game said, and maybe it was only a joke.

He touched the glass and Merlin shown himself in the glass

“YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED ABOUT THIS GAME. CURIOSITY IS ONE OF MENS GREATEST ASSETS, AND IT CAN BE ALSO MANS DOWNFALL. BY NOW YOU HAVE ROLLED THE DICE. YOUR SISTER HAS BEEN DAMMED UNTIL THIS GAME IS OVER. BUT BEWARE, THE MORE TIME IT TAKES YOU TO DO MY CHALLENGES, THE MORE SHE WILL BECOME A DOG. IF YOU ARE TOO SLOW, SHE WILL REMAIN A DOG. THE QUESTION IS HOW MUCH DO YOU LOVE YOUR SISTER?”

Then the board swirled around, and when it stopped there were only a few boxes going around the glass ball. Our piece was on number one. Taylor tried to lift it, but it was stuck.

Merlin began to speak again, “TO GET TO BOX NUMBER TWO. YOU WILL HAVE TO DO A SMALL THING. YOUR MOTHER THINKS THAT YOUR SISTER IS ON HOLIDAYS, SO YOU DO NOT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT. BUT TO GET TO NUMBER TWO, YOU HAVE TO WEAR GIRLS PANTIES FROM NOW ON. YOU HAVE TO TAKE THE BRIEFS OUT OF YOUR DRESSER AND FILL THEM WITH PANTIES.”

The Jumissy box closed. Taylor looked like he was in shock (again). He said no way and ran down to his room. I laughed for a while thinking that this was a weird request. It would make Taylor more of a wimp than he already was. Then I thought what if he doesn’t do it, I would be a dog forever. I knew my brother and I knew that he would never do anything like this.

I went down to his room after I practiced a bit going on 4 legs. It’s hard going on 4 legs when you are used to two. But I tried standing on two legs and that was worse. I had to get him to wear girl panties. If I was a boy, I wouldn’t. It would be too strange and too weird if I was a boy and was forced to wear girl’s clothes. It would be too gay and sissy like. The problem was that I was a dog, and if he didn’t do the weird things in this game, then I would become more and more like a dog. No way did I want to be a dog for the rest of my life.

I came into Taylor’s room and told him he can use my panties. Then we can get this stupid game over with.

“No way. That means I have to throw out my undies. I will be like a sissy. I am a boy and definitely not a sissy. This game is too weird.”

“It couldn’t get worse. I mean just do this so we can get that game over with”

“No”

“Then I will be a dog for the rest of my life. “

“That would be cool. You are a talking dog. I could be rich!”

“Stop! I could also pee on your bed, and give you rabies or something”

“And then I could tie you outside”

“Please think about the panties. In the meantime, I want something to eat”

We went down to the kitchen and Taylor was rummaging through the cabinets and drawers. He found two dog bowls and put them on the floor. I was about to protest that I am not eating from them, and then I figured that is what dogs eat from.

He made a sandwich and put it in the bowl. He was nice enough to make my favourite one. I tried to eat it, but it taste like crap. Taylor started looking again and found some dog food we had when we were taking care of the neighbour’s dog. He poured it into the bowl. It looked so disgusting and gross. But the more I smelled it, the nicer it looked. It’s obvious that dogs have a different sense of smelling than humans do. I started eating and then after a few minutes I started trying to eat as much as possible and as quick as possible. I could feel my tail wagging. It was so nice to eat. I really loved it.

After Taylor let me out in the back garden to go to the ladies bush, we went up to his room. I was sad. A few hours ago I was a girl. Now I was a dog that really liked dog food. Taylor noticed that I was sad.

We must have sat in his room for a few hours. I was lying on the floor that isn’t that hard when you’re a dog and he was lying on the bed.

“I understand that wearing panties is embarrassing. I really do understand if you don’t want to wear them.” I broke the silence

“We should never have started the game”

“I know. I just have to get used to being a dog I suppose. I best get used to it. I mean the dog food was nice and I don’t have to go to school. I can just eat bones all day. I would like to wear makeup. I am sure you will help me with that. It was my fault that I insisted we should play Jumissy. So I am sure that I can live with the consequences.” I went on and on talking and talking.

“Sandra. I have already thought about it. I will not let you live your life as a dog. I love you too much for that. We just have to do what Merlin tells us, and get this over as quick as possible.”

I asked him if he was wearing panties and then he pulled down his pj and showed me my panties that he was wearing. He admitted that they actually felt nice and soft. He never thought there could be such a difference between boys and girls underwear. I was surprised that he was so honest, but then again, I was a dog and ate dog food. Which is worse, wearing panties or eating dog food?

He also showed me that he moved all my panties over to his drawer. I tried not to laugh, as I knew that he was doing this for me. Maybe he was not that bad after all.

“I tried moving the game piece, but it didn’t bulge, “He said, “I don’t know what mom will say when she sees that have taken your panties”

“That’s because you have to wear them to school. Let’s hope that Mum doesn’t get mad at you.”

 

The next morning Mom came in.

“Taylor, where did that dog come from?”

“Uhmm, it’s a lost dog Mom. I am taking care of it until we can find its owner. Can I do that Mom?”

“That’s so kind of you. I will buy some dog food today. Just make sure the dog does not make a mess in the house”

“No Mom, she is well trained.”

Mom started finding Taylor’s clothes for the day, and she looked shocked when she looked in my brother’s briefs drawer.

“Taylor. I am sure you have a good explanation why your sister’s panties are in your drawer” Mom said as Taylor went totally red. I bet he wished that the ground would swallow him up. I felt the same; If Mum knew that the dog lying there was her daughter, which would be even more embarrassing.

“You see mum, I had, I have, I have a problem.”

“Explain what the problem is.”

“I have a rash. I tried on her panties because so I don’t feel the rash”

“Oh, so how do they feel?”

“They are nice and soft”

“Taylor, sometimes when children are your age, they go through an identity stage, some boys think they are girls. You are brave for experimenting. I read a lot about this and it is important that I support you”

“But Mum it’s not because I like them, I just think I need them now.”

Mum just walked out, she read too many magazines.

Taylor was very quiet at school. I told him not to worry about it, as no one could see that he was wearing panties. He didn’t really notice that he just pulled up his trousers about a million times in case they would fall and show what he was wearing.

After school I walked along with him. He was with his friend Eddie that I always thought was a bit strange.

“You look a bit different today,” Eddie said.

“Err, how” Taylor looked confused.

“You just look different. I’m not gay. It’s just you look nicer.”

I knew it, he was gay. Taylor didn’t say anything and we just rushed home. I tried to talk to Taylor about Eddie, but he didn’t listen.

Mum told him to look in his drawer when we came home. On the bed there was dog bowls and a collar and leash as well as food. Good I was hungry. Taylor thought it was so funny putting a collar on me. I think it felt so strange, like now I was his. Deep down inside me I liked the idea of someone taking care of me. I begged Taylor for some food. I couldn’t believe that I was begging someone for dog food. He petted me and gave me some food.

Then he opened his drawers and said, “Mum bought me panties and here is a note saying she will support me and I should not be embarrassed to know who I am”

It was time to end this game, so we rushed up to the attack and the game piece moved one piece to number two. We sighed with relief.

 

Merlin appeared again and after yawning he said, “YOUR BACK. I DIDN’T EXPECT YOU SO SOON. MOST BOYS TAKE DAYS TO PUT PANTIES ON. BUT ITS GOOD THAT YOU ARE BACK BECAUSE THE LONGER IT TAKES, THE MORE YOUR SISTER WILL LOOSE HER HUMANITY. SHE WILL FORGET HOW TO BE A HUMAN AND BE MORE AND MORE LIKE A DOG. HOW MUCH DO YOU LIKE YOUR SISTER? TO GET TO NUMBER 3, YOU HAVE TO START WEARING NIGHTDRESSES TO BED, NO MORE BOYS PJS. WHEN YOU HAVE YOUR OWN NIGHTDRESSES, THEN COME BACK”

“No way am I wearing nightdresses” He shouted in the room

“Look Taylor, tomorrow is the last day of school. Then we can get this strange game over and done with. Then we can enjoy the rest of our holidays.”

“No way. I am not even used to these panties and I have to be a girl at nighttime. I will not do it. I will not.”

There was no use to talk with him, and to be honest I quite understood him. We were quiet when we went for a walk so I could relieve myself. I wanted to say thanks for trying the panties, but I could see that my brother was in turmoil. I felt sorry for him. I felt sorry for myself that I was a dog.

Why did we ever start playing the game?

The next morning was the last day of school. I waited outside while Taylor was inside. He should have been in a great mood because it was the last day of school. But I could see through the fence that he was sad. He was thinking about what he should do and if there was any way we could just burn the game. Of course if we burnt the game, then we would be stuck where we were, and I would in time forget that I had a brother and be a dog forever.

What I didn’t know was that Taylor was thinking. He liked the panties, but he didn’t like the idea of being a sissy. He had a reputation to keep. He didn’t consider himself as a wimp, and didn’t want to be teased. At the same time, when he was thinking of this, he thought about me. I was a sister that could be bossy and annoying, but a twin sister that was part of him. He could not let me down and let me be a dog for the rest of my life.

In the afternoon, I was taking a nap when this man started petting me. Then he took a stick and threw it. I ran wagging my tail towards the stick. I bought the stick back to him. He must have thrown the stick a hundred times and I didn’t even get bored of it. This confused me. Either I was so bored that I didn’t care or I was really starting to like what dogs do.

When we came home Taylor was sitting on his bed.

“I tried moving the piece.” He said, “It didn’t move”

“No because it wants you to wear a nightdress. I wonder why?”

“To see how much I love you. I am just afraid that I will like it. I have no one to tell about what I am feeling”

“You can tell me.”

“It’s too embarrassing. I can’t tell my sister.”

“Look at me. I am a dog. What can be more embarrassing? We are in this together. We are twins. We must trust each other.”

“I am wearing girl panties and I- I like them. They make me feel so pretty and they are you know, nice. What about if I like the nightdress. Then I might as well be a girl”

“Do you have anything against being a girl?”

“No. It’s just what will my friends say that I am a sissy”

“We have school holidays now. I think you should do what you want. I will support you.”

“Thanks sis.”

“As long as you give me some food. I am starving. I can eat a horse.”

“That’s probably what is in dog food”

We went to my room and Taylor found one of my old nightdresses. It was a yellow and white one with a bit lace and two hearts in the front. I had ones that were a bit more boyish, but he picked that one.

He asked me to turn around while he got changed. I said why? He can see me naked. Well I had fur, but I was naked, and he seen me pee and everything.

He looked well cute in his panties. I could also see why he could look like a girl. His pecker was very little. If you didn’t look hard, you wouldn’t think there was a boy’s thing behind the panties. I decided not to tease him as he was doing this for me. Maybe he was also doing it for himself. He did look cute in a nightdress. Like a doll.

We were watching TV in his room, hiding from Mom. But that was a waste of time. Mom came in while we were there. Of course she didn’t notice me. But she did notice Taylor wearing a nightdress.

“Taylor, do you miss your sister?” She asked

“It’s hard to miss her.”

“I thought that is why you are wearing her nightdress now”

“No. It’s just something I have to do. It feels nice I mean”

“I will support you as much as a Mom can. We can buy you your own nightdresses tomorrow.”

Mom was on her way out when she looked back, “I nearly forgot to say, that I was going to tell you that you need a haircut. It is very long. But maybe we should let it grow long and just straighten it out a bit. We can go to you’re the hairdresser shop that your aunt owns and works in.”

“But Auntie only does women and girls”

“I am sure she will also do yours.”

That night, Taylor slept like a log. He also admitted the next morning that he slept very well. I said it must be because of the nightdress. He laughed and said it was most likely because it was summer holidays.

I hung around the house all day when he went to auntie’s hairdresser. There was nothing for me to do except nibble on a toy bone that mum left me. At first I did it because I was bored, but then I had to try to eat the bone. It tasted so good. Before I knew it, Taylor was home. If I could scream, I would. But I just went up to his room and told him to tell me everything.

“We came to the shopping center.” He started, “Then Mum took me in this clothes shop. She bought me three nightdresses. They seemed quite childish to me, but cute at the same time. I mean I never seen you with a Barbie one or with some care bears. She of course noted that I was smiling when I saw them.

Then she bought loads of dresses. They were all so pretty. I think she got them for you because she held them up against me and said they would fit.

She also got shorts and t-shirts and socks and panties. I don’t know if you will like them. They are something a 6 year old will wear.

At one shop she even got some diapers. I told her it was a mistake, but Mum said it was for a friend.

Then we came to Aunties hairdresser. It was all girls that were there, so I was dead embarrassed. Auntie also made a mistake. She said, “Everyone this is my niece, I mean nephew.” I went so red in the head. I know my hair is long, but anyone can see that I am still a boy.

Auntie started clipping my hair.

“Make it you know look like it should” Mum said

“What do you mean?” Auntie said

“I think they found it.”

“You mean IT?”

“I am prepared.”

“I will do my bit. I know how it should look”

I didn’t have a clue what they were talking about. I just saw her clipping at my hair. Do you see what she did; it looks like Dakota Fanning’s hair! She even put a hair flower in to hold back the hair in my forehead. Don’t say I look like a girl. I already know. I took the flower clip out and I messed up my hair a bit. That helps.

Then Auntie said we could come again.

Mum was a bit strange today. On the way home, she said, “Should we get something for Sandra, I mean should we get something for your dog?”

I laughed. If she only knew the dog was you. We got some food and toys for you as well as a little basket you can sleep in.”

I wagged my tail as he was saying this. He did look like a girl with his new hair. He also looked happy after so much shopping. I know boys in my class that would think that shopping with your Mum all day would be as boring as anything.

I didn’t think that much how he looked like a girl, as he took out my basket and I laid in it. It was so comfy. I liked it a lot. I was just about to take a nap when he said that we should go up to the game. I sighed while thinking that a nap would have been nice.

We opened the game. The piece moved to number 3. Merlin appeared.

“WELCOME TO THE BROTHER AND SISTER. I SEE THAT SANDRA DIDN’T FEEL LIKE COMING UP. YOU CAN SEE SHE IS BECOMING MORE AND MORE OF A DOG EVERY DAY. AND AS FOR YOU TAYLOR, YOUR HAIR MAKES YOU LOOK MUCH YOUNGER AND QUITE GIRLISH. THIS GAME BECOMES MORE AND MORE SERIOUS. TIME IS RUNNING OUT. HOW MUCH DO YOU LOVE YOUR SISTER? YOUR NEXT JOB IS TO START WEARING TIGHTS ALL THE TIME. WHEN YOU HAVE DONE THIS THEN COME BACK”

Taylor was ready to throw the game out the window, but then he remembered that I would stay like this for the rest of my life. We went out so I can relieve myself and then I went in to my basket. It was time to take a nap. However, I couldn’t because he was walking back and forth.

“It’s not that bad. Its summer, no one will ever know.” He said trying to assure himself. I knew that he wanted to do what the fame said and at the same time didn’t want to. He was more and more a sissy every day. Maybe this was hidden inside him, that he was a sissy on the inside, and now we are seeing his true self.

I suggested that he loaned one of the tights mom got him that day for me. I mean I won’t be using them for the time being. Taylor snuck into the room with a pair. After me explaining how to put them on, he finally had them on. They were white ones with little ladybugs. I thought why did Mum buy me those? They were so childish that I would never wear them. I hoped that Taylor would wear them out.

Taylor was surprised, “They feel so good and soft. I can’t believe how they feel. Why can’t boys wear these? Look at them they are so nice and soft. I will wear them for as long as Merlin wants. For once he is right”

I feel asleep. It was time to take my nap.

That night, Taylor had to go to the toilet. Auntie saw him in his nightdress and tights. She smiled, but didn’t say much. The next day, Mum came in with the tights she bought and put them in Taylor’s drawer. She said that she will support him (we were getting tired of hearing this) and Taylor now had as many tights and nightdresses and panties that he needed.

Later that day, this man came to the door with a huge package. I was wagging my tail thinking what it could be. Maybe a doghouse. But was the man put it together, we could see that it was a crib. Both Taylor and I looked confused. A crib? Is Mum pregnant, or could Auntie be pregnant? Mum said just to put it in my room, and take the bed out, as it would be a while before I came home, so she could just loan my room.

I was mad. She was giving my room to someone else, what happened when I became myself again. Would I get my room back?

I went up to my basket to chew on a bone that was there.

“We should go up to Merlin and see what surprise he has now”

“He will probably cut your WOOF off”

“What? Come on we have to go!”

“I’m Tired, Can’t I just woof in my woof”

“Sandra, Listen to yourself. You are forgetting how to speak. We have to go up to Merlin!”

I thought about what I just said, and he was right. I was forgetting the human language. I was starting to speak like a dog!

We rushed up to the attic. As soon as we came in, the game opened up by itself. We nearly freaked out.

“HURRY UP YOU TWO. TIME IS GOING QUICK, AND YOU DO NOT HAVE TIME. LOOK AT YOUR SISTER. SHE IS ENJOYING BEING A DOG AND IS FORGETTING HOW TO BE A HUMAN. SHE DOES NOT EVEN WANT TO COME UP HER. AS FOR YOU TAYLOR, YOU ARE FINDING WHAT HAS BEEN HIDDEN INSIDE YOU FOR YEARS. YOU ARE ASKING YOURSELF WHY YOU LIKE WEARING THESE SISSY CLOTHES. IS IT BECAUSE YOU LOVE YOUR SISTER OR IS IT BECAUSE YOU LOVE WHAT YOU ARE WEARING? FOR THE NEXT CHALLENGE, YOU WILL KNOW YOURSELF WHEN YOU HAVE TO COME UP TO ME AGAIN.”

This time, it was like a hurricane hit the room. We were flying through the air. I wished I was a cat, and then I would land on my legs. I was stuck in a corner when I saw a pink lightning bolt. It hit Taylor in his stomach. He laid on the floor

I ran up to him and licked his face. His eyes were closed and he didn’t move. I tried shaking him, but he didn’t move.

“Taylor wake up. Don’t die on me. Wake up. I need you. Not just to be normal again. I need my twin brother. Please Taylor, wake up”

Taylor didn’t move.

To be continued


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Shades of copyrights issues???

Hi Dauphin,

CUTE!!!!!!!

Thanks for posting.

with love,

Hope

with love,

Hope

Once in a while I bare my soul, more often my soles bear me.

Kinda childish

That's probably why I'm so interested in how it all comes out.

You're doing wonderfully in letting us see how one identity gradually begins to dominate.

Spelling and choice of words need a little work, but imagination is definitely first class.

Leah

A highly enjoyable tale.

A highly enjoyable tale. Lots of originality and imagination. Nicely done. Looking forward to subsequent chapters.

Thank you

I enjoyed this. A nice play on Jumanji, obviously, and cute.
Eager to read the next chapters, thanks again.

Jo-Anne

To be continued? Aieee!

Oh my gosh! I don't think I've seen such a cliffhanger in long while This was really a sweet story and you've done an excellent job of ratcheting up the tension and drama. I can hardly wait for the continuation. :)



oh yea

I don't care if a few word are miss spelled; I'm not that critical. Mom and aunt have played this game before??? Which was the boy in a past life, mom or aunt? I'm looking forward to future episodes. I'm on vacation right now, so I will be checking twice a day for updates. Thank you.

I'm into diapers so when that part comes up I'll be really happy.

Bob

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