World-of-Aiers

In the great days of Rocassone 😡, before its fall Once, in those little hours of the dawn, when the human guards weren't wide awake yet, 76 approached his mouth to the ear of 77, his goblin best-friend-ever, and whispered: “there are goblins in The Woods.” “Really? I'm going there!” “Shh… I overheard the deads-man telling Ruk that he spotted them watching him, getting closer and closer… he bragged about his big stick but he's scared, I saw his eyes. “Oh… I didn't know anybody could be scared of us.” “Me neither.” Said 76, the human boy. “It's humans who hurt people.” “Aye.” The two friends had a peculiar definition of who was a human and 76 was definitively not one, but a pale goblin cub. “Well, we can play dead and the deads-man takes us in his chart and… happiness!” “Yeah, like nobody has ever tried that before.” “Yeah, but with The Weaklings, 😨 they aren't looking closely…” “But the goblins will think I'm a human, human and…” “They won't, I'll tell them you're good and

"Alright, who's up for some extra pay?" the straw boss called out. The ozcuras paused in the midst of their midday meal, all eyes on him, but none of them said anything. He moved the wad of tobacco in his mouth and spit out a stream of juice before continuing, "Two and a half day's pay for one simple job." "T'o anda hal'?" one of the ozcura piped up at that. "I do. I do gud!" The straw boss didn't recognize her (even given that they all looked the same to him), but she probably was part of the group that had joined the railroad labour camp a few days before. The experienced ones knew what the job was, and would have held out for more. She followed him as they made their way up the line to the tunnel mouth. The ozcuras were the main labour force on the railroad, doing all the dirty, heavy lifting jobs so they could send their pay back to their slugs of husbands. The precision jobs were done by the higher races, of course, except for the most dangerous one. There was a

To Gabby's astonishment, Ari started to peel off her dress. She was watching her former boss undress with fascination. She raised an eyebrow when their gazes met. "Getting into the spirit of things, uh?" she teased Ari. "Well, we are a team. I cannot let you have all the fun." Ari responded, a blush spreading from her cheeks to her now exposed breasts. "So, what is your plan?" Ari asked, trying to change the topic. Gabby shifted closer, now on the bed again. She placed herself in a kneeling position in front of Ari, her gaze sweeping over Ari from head to toe. She was always prim and proper in GC. Behind her back, others often referred to her as the "Ice Queen". And now, here she was, splayed out on the bed, completely naked. Ari had a small scar below her left eye on her beautiful oval face, the real killer feature were her gorgeous dimples when she smiled. Thanks to the pony fruit, Gabby's breasts had grown larger than what they used to be. Still, Gabby admitted to herself