The morning started extra early for Bartuc. He had been in an elevated mood, but it wasn't for some magical reason. It was because of his night's with his best friend. Drinking, sleeping, eating... Fucking. And all over again! As he opened his eyes, all he could see was the damp rafters from endless years of rain, snow, and evident human up-keeping. With a...
Tony Tinsel looked at the veiny, long toy in his hands and felt horny. He walked over to the window and reflected upon his surroundings. He had always lived here in the desolate North Pole. Here with the famous ice. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel horny. He watched the snowflakes come down, looking at his own reflection in the window. H...
He felt the cold breeze of the early morning stirring through the caverns, despite it being summer. 'Oh curses, I need another pee,' he swore under his breath. Why was his life so irritating? Why was it always him who woke up before anyone else and could not complete his sleep before he had been again? Why did this not happen to the other Orcs as much as to...
It was the night before Christmas and Santa was in the house, slumped over his desk with his calculator out. Pressing buttons to add and subtract, calculating probabilities to be exact. For a problem had arisen with the evening's route; time and distance left too much room... for doubt. He pulled his long white beard and rubbed his eyes, then Santa sat back...
Deep in the forest, at the end of a long, twisting path stood a small white house. It was here that the elf and the blacksmith made their home. The small white house stood in a clearing in the woods, its thatched roof contrasting with the deep green leaves of the surrounding trees. Behind the house stood a small shop building made of stone. It was here tha...
Captain Heller was not a pretty sight to look at, even by human standards. His teeth were crooked. His head bald. His face had a perpetual snarl to it, the kind of expression of menace that seemed common to the lowly human bandit scum Heller was proudly associated with. So it was largely matter of course and entirely convenient for the elf Morgan to get on...
Roger Nielson wasn't going to let being alone on Christmas Eve get him down. Determined to be cheerful, he put on some Christmas music and decorated the tree. Thinking about his childhood, he baked himself some cookies and made some hot chocolate. Of course, Bill was no longer a child, and so he added a healthy shot of rum to the chocolate. And it tasted so...
*** Just a name thing. Naïsa = NahYEEsa The other odd word, never mind it. They have another, easier name and it's about a paragraph farther in. 0_o *** ----------- A strange cave in Wyoming ------------ Whenever an equation changes, the result just has to change along with it. With the addition of Bolga and Chicha, things just had to. Little Chich...
It was another quiet night. Crystal Roy, a 21 year old living alone, was a beautiful, bored young woman. Her blonde hair fell to just past her shoulders. Her 34D breasts were contained by a tank top and her shaved pussy was hidden by panties. She was only 5'4" but she possessed nice legs too. Crystal's brown eyes reflected her boredom. Normally she was out s...
"No, it's not made of saronite..." the teal-haired night elf warrioress tactfully pronounced. " 'En eye 'on't kno' wat ya want, missy." Soft-spoken and ever patient, D'Dea had been trying to get this dwarf weaponsmith to understand her request for a good fifteen minutes. She was increasingly of the impression he already knew he didn't know how to smith the...