“Breakfa-”
“Deposit the food on the floor mother” Damn woman thinking she can come in
“Please?” Mothers’ ever so sickeningly sweet voice murmers through my locked door
*Sigh*
“Please” Ugh who gives a damn about that word, like it makes everything so much bloody better
Faintly hearing footsteps down stairs, I unlock my door and crawl outside, grabbing the foot
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“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
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(Another’s POV)
*Fap…pant pant…fap*
“Slowly does it, deep breath, one…two. Ah yes Emma splash around more, oh yes”
*Splurt*
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“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
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(Another’s Another’s POV)
“So using Rice’s theorem we can then prove tha-” Shit need a fart, dammit, not in the middle of a lecture!
Gulping, I take a quick peek at the …show more content…
Today is the fated day that shall be marked down in history to be remembered in celebrations and mirth or to be fearfully remembered by our enemies in both terror and awe.
Today is that fated day, but Fiera has laid three sorry looking fools at my feet, and only one who shows some promise to truly being a fated hero.
The first was a man, summoned naked and crawling, stinking like a lowly peasant, his unkempt hair and body only accentuating his squalor-like conditions. He refused to give his name, or talk beyond a few words, the majority being: leave me alone.
The second was a short, fat and spotty kid but that is an understated description of how enormously round and wobbly the child is and how spot riddled his face is. He was summoned, member in hand, spreading his seed to the wind with a face as if he had run a lap around the city. He fell unconscious after finishing, something to do with his heart is what the physician said. Hardly
“Deposit the food on the floor mother” Damn woman thinking she can come in
“Please?” Mothers’ ever so sickeningly sweet voice murmers through my locked door
*Sigh*
“Please” Ugh who gives a damn about that word, like it makes everything so much bloody better
Faintly hearing footsteps down stairs, I unlock my door and crawl outside, grabbing the foot
…
..
.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
…
(Another’s POV)
*Fap…pant pant…fap*
“Slowly does it, deep breath, one…two. Ah yes Emma splash around more, oh yes”
*Splurt*
…
..
.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
…
(Another’s Another’s POV)
“So using Rice’s theorem we can then prove tha-” Shit need a fart, dammit, not in the middle of a lecture!
Gulping, I take a quick peek at the …show more content…
Today is the fated day that shall be marked down in history to be remembered in celebrations and mirth or to be fearfully remembered by our enemies in both terror and awe.
Today is that fated day, but Fiera has laid three sorry looking fools at my feet, and only one who shows some promise to truly being a fated hero.
The first was a man, summoned naked and crawling, stinking like a lowly peasant, his unkempt hair and body only accentuating his squalor-like conditions. He refused to give his name, or talk beyond a few words, the majority being: leave me alone.
The second was a short, fat and spotty kid but that is an understated description of how enormously round and wobbly the child is and how spot riddled his face is. He was summoned, member in hand, spreading his seed to the wind with a face as if he had run a lap around the city. He fell unconscious after finishing, something to do with his heart is what the physician said. Hardly