Phaedra done complained what this post were not given proper warnings of its mature contentifications. One could argue what this whole blog ain't safe fer work (or play, or sharing a solar system with, or what have ya), but we here wants ta be sensitive ta our readers' needs. So.
The offending post done be renamed "Is Where There Is Forbidden Love (NSFW If'n Ya Work In A Hatchery)". Future posts will have similar warnings up frontish as needed, such as "NSFW If'n Yer A Dairy Farmer", "NSFW If Ya Is A Custodial Engineer", "NSFW If Ya Had Cold Pizza Fer Breakfast", and, of course, "NSFW If Ya Used Ta Be A Lawyer But Gave It Up Fer Ta Be A Sloth Wool Farmer". Don't wanna be upsettin' them sloths, afters all. Buggers get vicious.
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Friday, March 25, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Is Where There Is Forbidden Love (NSFW If'n Ya Work In A Hatchery)
Lesser Creature Overseer (5th class) Kil'ssarrass hissed in pleasure. His gills flexed outward, capillaries dilating. Before him stood Kelp Harvester Mrrlrrgrrlrr, and it was clear what she was here for. Provocatively she extended one webbed foot towards him, tempting him with that which no former Highborn lady could offer, those most tender and intimate morsels of flesh: toes.
Kil'ssarrass' internal genitalia stirred, becoming.... still internal and inconsequentially small. He crouched down before her, reaching outward, afraid this beauty, this vision, this goddess would withdraw. But no! Mrrlrrgrrlrr was offering herself to him, and him alone. His fingers touched her toes, stroking them, tenderly at first, then faster, harder, the intensity reaching a fever pitch.
Mrrlrrgrrlrr grew hot from the passion, her body temperature a full one-tenth of a degree above that of the surrounding water. In one bold move, she ripped off all of her clothes (a small seashell bracelet). Kil'ssarrass' eyes hungrily feasted on her clammy, now naked flesh.
Suddenly, she pushed him away. Diving for the sea floor, she urgently dug a shallow trench in the sand. Mad with lust, she frantically laid approximately five thousand roe in the redd, then moved to the side, her nictitating membranes fluttering with desire.
Kil'ssarrass moved to cover the trench with his body, his vestigial pelvic spurs anchoring him in place. The thrill of it all, the forbidden love, the sheen of slime on her skin, the knowledge that they could be surprised at any moment by a party of heavily-armed adventurers fulfilling some quest drove him mad with excitement. His passion rose higher and higher as he floated motionless in the water until small muscles deep in his body made minor twitches, and a thin film of milt was ejected from his cloaca to gently drift down and coat the roe. He fell to the side, utterly spent.
Later, as they floated side by side in the current, each chewing a raw longjaw mud snapper, Kil'ssarrass turned to Mrrlrrgrrlrr and asked, "So, was it good for you too?"
Kil'ssarrass' internal genitalia stirred, becoming.... still internal and inconsequentially small. He crouched down before her, reaching outward, afraid this beauty, this vision, this goddess would withdraw. But no! Mrrlrrgrrlrr was offering herself to him, and him alone. His fingers touched her toes, stroking them, tenderly at first, then faster, harder, the intensity reaching a fever pitch.
Mrrlrrgrrlrr grew hot from the passion, her body temperature a full one-tenth of a degree above that of the surrounding water. In one bold move, she ripped off all of her clothes (a small seashell bracelet). Kil'ssarrass' eyes hungrily feasted on her clammy, now naked flesh.
Suddenly, she pushed him away. Diving for the sea floor, she urgently dug a shallow trench in the sand. Mad with lust, she frantically laid approximately five thousand roe in the redd, then moved to the side, her nictitating membranes fluttering with desire.
Kil'ssarrass moved to cover the trench with his body, his vestigial pelvic spurs anchoring him in place. The thrill of it all, the forbidden love, the sheen of slime on her skin, the knowledge that they could be surprised at any moment by a party of heavily-armed adventurers fulfilling some quest drove him mad with excitement. His passion rose higher and higher as he floated motionless in the water until small muscles deep in his body made minor twitches, and a thin film of milt was ejected from his cloaca to gently drift down and coat the roe. He fell to the side, utterly spent.
Later, as they floated side by side in the current, each chewing a raw longjaw mud snapper, Kil'ssarrass turned to Mrrlrrgrrlrr and asked, "So, was it good for you too?"
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