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Monsters at the Door 8 of 9
🕑 Added 2020-12-23 22:00:02 +0000 UTCThe Shaman spoke in the guttural goblin tongue and one of the creatures grunted in reply. It slithered long gnarled fingers underneath Chelsea's unconscious body, creasing her blue shirt and red skater skirt. As the fingers snaked out the other side, they curled around her narrow torso.
Light as a feather, Chelsea was scooped up into the arms of the monster. It adjusted and shook her lithe body in order to find a balanced load. One slender arm was draped over the garish goblin's green leathery back while her head drooped to the side, resting on its bony shoulder. The smooth porcelain skin of her reddened cheeks juxtaposed with the natural abomination of the creature flesh.
In the beast's cradle carry, the flowery patterned hem of her flowy skirt sagged toward the pool of her hips, exposing generous and mouth watering portions of her stocking bearing thighs. Her feet shod in those polished mary jane flats pointed and bobbed as she was hoisted, lazy as could be, not a care in the world.
Chelsea looked so relaxed draped in the creature's grotesque hands. If a passerby didn't know any better, they might think she were softly whispering in the monster's ear:
"I'm just so tired... I couldn't possibly take another step. Please carry me..."
I shall, my pretty. I shall.
Comments
Gundam
You always work your hardest no matter the image my friend :)
Dawn Meadows
Well you can be sure I appreciate that comment, because they come from a lot of hard work, so thank you for that :)
Gundam
Not sure what it is about her but her legs look phenomenal in this story :)
