Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27800590-20180519140707/@comment-34904368-20180524124250

Oh, god. Not again.

The slugs were bad enough.

I had just gone to buy a new suit and I was in the middle of a gang war. I dashed down the street through an alley, as shouts filled the air with clashing weapons.

I turned a corner to see TWO ORCS in front of me. Jesus. They saw me, and one of them grabbed me by the shirt collar.

“This’on a cutsie, eh?”

“Yeah,” replied the other one, before both were hit promptly by a truck filled with goblins.

“GET HIM!”

I continued my run, just as they accelerated and skidded to a halt in front of me. “GOTCHA, BITCH BOY! NOW, WE’RE GONNA DO SOME NAAAASTY-”

“A gunshot rang out, and in a flash, they sped off screaming and cursing. And left me coverrd in mud and grit. I turned around and my heart dropped to my ass.

A high orc, with a Demonic Energy round pistol. She aimed it at me. “Well, looks like ya mine, husband~”

I ducked just as a round burst from the pistol, just as my wife popped to the scene.

I found myself cowering in a ball, surrounded by a flowing pimk shield a d my wife standing over me.

“Really, hon? Again? You are irreststable, but just-“ she let her hands fall to her sides and sighed.

“Sorry honey.” I murmered.

“Oohh, you WILL be sorry,” she cooed, making the magical ball (with moi in it.) float and follow her. “For the next day, the only thing coming out of that ball is your DICK, and I’m going to USE IT.”

i found myself wondering if the orcs or goblins would habe been better as i was carried of by my cackling succubus wife.