Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2014 22:48:39 GMT -6
hello my sweet (and not so sweet) babies, this is an idea i've had in my head for a while, and after much encouragement by gee i realized that i am brilliant and that i should not be hesitant to post my masterpieces on this here message board. presenting the witchbitch chronicles, volume 1:
one dark and stormy night, miss queen witchbitch was walking through a forest (as one typically does) when she stumbled upon a hut hidden behind a tree. inside of this mysterious hut was a genuine male orgy... like legit, there were dicks everywhere: in the air, on the floor, stuffed inside places of many different shapes, colours, and sizes. she then shook her head: "this simply will not do," she muttered. don't get it twisted, witchbitch is definitely not homophobic, she was simply just concerned about using the hut for shelter in light of the storm. with this in mind, she raised a finger and turned all the men into cats... but these were not ordinary cats; they were able to talk and were forced to do whatever it was witchbitch commanded. it was practically an army.
with an obnoxiously loud laugh, witchbitch took her cats and walked them to an empty wendy's, but was disappointed once she discovered that her change purse had gone missing. in desperate need of a baconator, she did what any regular witch would do: with only one look as a command, the cat army scratched away at the cashier until she opened the register, giving witchbitch just enough money to purchase a baconator and a large fry (because the medium isn't nearly enough fries). after the meal, witchbitch left with her cats and erased the cashiers memory, moving back into the sticky hut and singing showtunes with her kitties until the storm had passed.
i will hold for the applause. *disappears into the night*
one dark and stormy night, miss queen witchbitch was walking through a forest (as one typically does) when she stumbled upon a hut hidden behind a tree. inside of this mysterious hut was a genuine male orgy... like legit, there were dicks everywhere: in the air, on the floor, stuffed inside places of many different shapes, colours, and sizes. she then shook her head: "this simply will not do," she muttered. don't get it twisted, witchbitch is definitely not homophobic, she was simply just concerned about using the hut for shelter in light of the storm. with this in mind, she raised a finger and turned all the men into cats... but these were not ordinary cats; they were able to talk and were forced to do whatever it was witchbitch commanded. it was practically an army.
with an obnoxiously loud laugh, witchbitch took her cats and walked them to an empty wendy's, but was disappointed once she discovered that her change purse had gone missing. in desperate need of a baconator, she did what any regular witch would do: with only one look as a command, the cat army scratched away at the cashier until she opened the register, giving witchbitch just enough money to purchase a baconator and a large fry (because the medium isn't nearly enough fries). after the meal, witchbitch left with her cats and erased the cashiers memory, moving back into the sticky hut and singing showtunes with her kitties until the storm had passed.
i will hold for the applause. *disappears into the night*
