!!QGQTBqQHN36 07/21/10(Wed)18:30 No.11269870|
He was, to say the least, shocked when the Drow lay down on the floor of the room. When he felt himself being forced to kneel, bringing his face down, close to the, *Ahem,* delicate bits of his captor, he simply didn’t know what to think. When the Drow carefully removed her rather scanty coverings, and revealed herself to him, Krog managed to restart his brain. He stared at the, er, naughty bits that were roughly four inches away from his face. This might not be so bad after all. . . Wait. Did it just twitch?!?! Indeed, it did just twitch, and before Krog’s very eyes, a spider emerged. What. As he continued to observe, another spider joined the first, crawling around on the floor. The. Several more spiders emerged, and, soon, a few dozen eight-legged arachnids were presented before the half-orc. FUCK. Soon, A river of horrible, crawling monsters were emerging from the Drow’s nethers, in a horrible, horrible parody of childbirth.
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