Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20160621132924/@comment-34904368-20190125112043

I grabbed the nearest man and whispered “make a distraction.”

He immediatly fell to the ground and faked what looked like a whole-body muscle spasm asI ran off. Grabbing the reigns to a horse, I dived onto it while cutting the towns “emergency rope.”

Now what this rope did, was make thetown’s gates swing open. As soon as they did, I was out at full tilt. The march hares all stopped their masturbating and looked my way.

Dropping my pants, they all got a good look at my huge wang as I barrelled past. That got their attention.

Every single one who wasn’t cumming at the sight of me was desperately chasing me. I could see the ravenous appetite for sex in their eyes. It chilled me, but I kept racing, occasionallyremoving an article of clothing to keep them chasing.


 * 7 Hours later, at the town named “La Clois”, long time rival of town “Emeric.”***

Soldiers went along their daily marches along the castle walls, when a figure appeared on the horizon. Guards squinted in the harsh light, before exclaiming in shock and ringing alarm bells.

By then the poor sould were too late.

March hares crashed against the gates, knocking them down and piling in. At least two hundred of them, all moaning as they tackled men, breaking any opposition. The attackers ran to position, but their spear were snapped in half across volptuous thighs, swords broken in two in wet, shivering paws as they mounted faces and ripped of clothes. They went after everyone, even going as far as to make out with the women, some teens, and a buff statue in a fountain.

Of course, I returned unscathed