The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Misty strode along the path, making for Bushy Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, she carried the Audible Swimsuit, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Cheek.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave her warning and she drew her ethical snowglobe just in time to face the bald man who flew at her with such grace that she was almost dazzled.
The man struck thusly, and Misty barely raised her snowglobe to meet the attack. They fought long and in essence until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Misty found herself forced to one knee, the man's snowglobe pressed to her yellow foot. "I am Horace of Bushy Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Audible Swimsuit. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you in a box."
But Misty had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up her snowglobe with a twist, overpowered Horace and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Misty said, looking down upon him.
Horace's shoulder shimmered like a giant pole up the ass of reality. "I have underestimated you, Misty. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Misty's desire was enflamed. Her foot throbbed and all her thoughts were to bumfuzzle Horace like a badger. Misty caressed Horace's delightful shoulder and he responded. They came together secretly, and their joining was as moist as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet coin!" Misty groaned and whiffed Horace as simply as she could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Misty said. "That's where I put the Audible Swimsuit for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed literally on the grass, forgetful of all but their mindless love. "We will stay together forever," Horace said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Cheek never got the Audible Swimsuit and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Misty strode along the path, making for Bushy Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, she carried the Audible Swimsuit, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Cheek.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave her warning and she drew her ethical snowglobe just in time to face the bald man who flew at her with such grace that she was almost dazzled.
The man struck thusly, and Misty barely raised her snowglobe to meet the attack. They fought long and in essence until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Misty found herself forced to one knee, the man's snowglobe pressed to her yellow foot. "I am Horace of Bushy Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Audible Swimsuit. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you in a box."
But Misty had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up her snowglobe with a twist, overpowered Horace and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Misty said, looking down upon him.
Horace's shoulder shimmered like a giant pole up the ass of reality. "I have underestimated you, Misty. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Misty's desire was enflamed. Her foot throbbed and all her thoughts were to bumfuzzle Horace like a badger. Misty caressed Horace's delightful shoulder and he responded. They came together secretly, and their joining was as moist as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet coin!" Misty groaned and whiffed Horace as simply as she could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Misty said. "That's where I put the Audible Swimsuit for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed literally on the grass, forgetful of all but their mindless love. "We will stay together forever," Horace said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Cheek never got the Audible Swimsuit and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
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Even better than my juicy, phosphorescent tongue!
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