As Kris returned
to the now late General’s room at the inn, she sighed as she lay
down on the bed. “Why does everything I eat have to go straight to
my ass?”
“I don’t see
why you’re complaining.” The tattoo of the elf named Lair giggled
as she jiggled on her new friend’s behind. “Your ass is one of
the things I love best about you. Well, aside from your kind
personality and mostly pure soul, despite that you now have to be a
people eater.”
“Thank you,
Lair.” Kris blushe
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