Jim
was alone now. Well... sort of alone. The brown-haired boy with the
gold and red eyes sat at the end of the table, his character sheets
(including the drawing of his character he'd worked so hard on)
spread out before him. At the other end of the table was the DM,
Leigh Walters: chubby, red-haired, messy, and currently filtering the
remains of Jim's friend Barth through his lower intestines.
Jim
could hear the awesome groaning and gurgling and whining of Leigh's
guts as they finished... cha
A Lone Ranger
By: Belloc
Favorited: 1 month ago
The campaign had been going for a while now. It was easy to tell by how much food the players had gone through. Several pizza boxes sat empty nearby, along with a small pile of empty snack bags. Leigh was just finishing up another soda, reprimanding himself for his sugar intake that day, as Jim rolled his latest move.
The dice came up double fours and the brown-haired boy gave a shout of delight. The cute boy pounded the table, saying, “Got him!” His blows on the table bounced the di
Arresting a Thief
By: Belloc
Favorited: 1 month ago
“Looks like that’s best three out of five,” Leigh said cheerfully as he leaned back, folding his hands behind his red-haired head, grinning happily at his latest victory. He gave his big, round rump a wriggle, which drew a muffled moan from beneath it as his “opponent” squirmed under his ass. It hadn’t really been much of a match the last game: not with Keegan’s head buried under Leigh’s massive tush. The cute boy’s body was laid out on Leigh
Dog Toy
By: Belloc
Favorited: 1 month ago
