Talk:Khepri/@comment-26466323-20150706025334/@comment-26376061-20150713071613

I rush over to the Khepri,who starts crying about how she "ruined the King's meal with her clumsiness" and sobbing about how she "made the King angry at her",and I tell her that "Shh...I'm not mad,anyone can trip and fall,I'll just get some food later...so please,stop crying and clean yourself up." The Khepri eventually stops crying,gathers the shattered and dented remnants of the plates and cups,and runs away,her face red.

"Meh...I can just get something to eat later...I hope that she wasn't scared of what I would do once she spilled my food...I don't want my servants being frightened of me...now I should get back to that book I was reading before I heard the crash." After several hours,and several plates and bowls of food later, it was time to choose which of my loyal subjects should bed with me tonight,the Khepris all assembled outside the king's bedroom,and I picked one of them: the Khepri in the corner of the room with a few food stains in her clothes...the very same Khepri that spilled my food earlier today. I pointed out my new sexual partner for the night,and the others parted,forming a sort of path for her. I pulled her into my room and I proceeded to explain,between her gasps and moans,that I WASN'T MAD at her for being a klutz,and then,upon hearing that she wasn't in trouble,she melted into my arms,and from that moment on...the night was pure pleasure,only interrupted by the Khepri's gasps,grunts,and moans of ecstacy.