Talk:Wurm/@comment-26380985-20160207102323/@comment-5426290-20160207103049

I soon drop twenty meters down into the canyon into the litter of wurms, which means a surprisingly soft landing. Tearing the glider off of me I get face-boobed by about five wurms at once as they hug me and ask if 'bird-man' is okay.

I tell them I'm fine afterwhich I am grouphugged by the twenty wurms under and around me, the whole litter happy that they did good today.

Soon enough though I'm swallowed in the mass of wurms as they start copulating with me. two day later I sit in the middle of them all satisfied. I have no idea who or with how many I mated, all I know is that my D went into a lot of holes while the rest of my body was stuck in the warm writing mass of wurmskin and scales.