Alexander and Friedrich are standing at the stable.


Inside an enclosure there are a bunch of piglets.



Friedrich had removed the ties, so Alexander could follow him.



Now it's



their



task to kill som

Cooked
On Cruise
Story By KavenBach August
2010
(Ambassadors of the Flesh Standalone)
There was no escaping the scent.
Though the cruise liner was in the middle of the ocean,
with no land visible in any direction and salty-smelling breezes
constant, the scent clung to every corner of the ship. The
passengers could never hide from the smell of cooking piglet.
It was not like anyone
would want to hide
from the aroma. Not really. It was mouth-watering to the grenoils
--- the bipedal frog-men

Ambassadors of the Flesh


Part three: Pell's Kitchen


Story by KavenBach September 2009




“I doubt I'll ever get used to seeing that...”

Leena shook her head, but couldn't really disagree. Her friend Chalsee was referring to an already very familiar sight just to the left of the three women as they neared the palace's kitchen area. Seated comfortably at a bench was a sated grenoil, his pink maleness half retracted, oozing, and semi-soft, his full belly giving slight

Ambassadors of the Flesh


Part one: Arriving Hot


Story by KavenBach August 2009




The ship eased its way through the channel carefully but swiftly. It was riding the incoming tide and using the supporting wind to direct itself safely between the sheer stone cliff faces to either side of it. In ages past it was said that countless vessels, unprepared for the surprising speed of the short journey, deviated from their path and destroyed their wide sails on the cliff sides, if not th