There was a cell, and in the cell there was an elf.He was a very unhappy elf. He lay on a rough straw mat, ankles bound with leather cord and arms strapped behind him with more of the same. If he struggled hard he could force himself unsteadily to his feet and hop around the cell. There was little to see and nowhere to go. The cell was eight by ten feet, windowless stone on there sides and iron bars on the other. All he'd been left to wear besides his bindings was a hide loincloth.Past the iron
The elf, the badger and the viscount
By: Strega
Favorited: 2 years ago
GOT A GIANT ODOR? The clapboard sign says. CALL ACE CLEANERS!The front-and-back sign is worn by the most appropriate mascot imaginable: a bulky plush skunk over seven feet tall. Just the tail sticking out the back is bigger than you are.You've seen plush mascots before. This one is unusual for its sheer size and the skunk-tail, which instead of a plush shape is a mass of black and white fur. It protrudes from a hole in the butt of the skunk suit and looks out of place. Either the whole suit shou
POV vore - you and Striper the skunk
By: Strega
Favorited: 2 years ago
