Talk:Lizardman/@comment-71.184.143.100-20150527010651/@comment-25035274-20150528202955

Being the water-boy (too much a weakling to be part of the Big Kids' Sword Team) I start walking towards them, asking them to please stop. They don't listen, and about half-way to them I just happen to slip on a puddle of water I'd spilled a few moments ago. Whoops!

I scream as I slide forward like a rocket. CRASH! The world feels like it's spinning, and the next thing I know, it's really, really, really dark. Really, really, really dark and also oddly soft. I reach my hands up beside my head and start to push down, trying to get up.

Squish.

...Oh dear.

When I finally manage to look up a bit, it's out of a hole of boob-flesh, straight into two pairs of PO-ed eyes embedded in two bright red faces.

' "BAKA ECCHI!!!" '