Monsters at the Door 9 of 9
🕑 Added 2020-12-24 17:00:04 +0000 UTCAnd carry the girl, the goblin did. Carry her right toward the large stone cauldron. Hovering her body over the roiling red waters. The delicate drape of a gossamer garment was all that stood between The drooping Chelsea Pryce, and the boiling broth.
But even a wispy girl like her with a dancer's body would slip right past the silky stockings and splash into the simmering soup. What was to stop the mighty Chelsea Pryce from becoming mere ingredients for the stew? What would prevent her from becoming just another pair of pantyhose to drape, dangle, and dry... disheveled and discarded by a disappeared damsel?
Could she wake up in time and get her hands on the magical ankh? Might there be enough magic left in the artifact to send these wretched goblins back through the Door? Could she undo the mistakes of this misadventure?
Or was she doomed to melt away through the Silken Mist? Tell me, Chelsea... is dinner on YOU tonight?
THE END
Comments
Dawn Meadows
She needs to! She's the only one who can stop this madness!
Vesper2D
C'mon Chelsea, wake up and put up a fight!
Gundam
Id like to think that butttttt lol
Dawn Meadows
No sign of pink pantyhose or green sweaters in the cave... perhaps Daphne & Emily are drinking hot cocoa somewhere safe and sound? :P
Gundam
Please spare at least sexy pantyhosed heroine for the holiday :)