“Now, I ain’t tryin’ to make a trouble, but who here is the strongest man in the town?” Jack asked the bartender. Jack, a former gang from the city exiled to this middle-of-nowhere town, wanted to establish dominance to the resident of this town.
The eager students, one by one, left the dojo. The training was too harsh and the efforts they put in felt unrewarding. Jonathan was the last student remaining; not because he could handle the training, but because he was a novice student yet to receive the harsh training from the teacher.
As the field of bio-engineering progressed, so did the MMA scene. Even if someone snapped his bones or even severed his spines in the ring, he’d be back fresh the very next day after getting some shots from docs. I guess that took some excitement out from the fighting scene. People wanted something more on the line when two people are fighting in the ring. So, that’s when the Masculinity Fight was introduced.
I thought that being a wizard’s apprentice would be an exciting and interesting experience. But the reality came so short of my expectations. It was always damn chores: Erasing the hex boards. Shelving the spell books. Cleaning the potion bottles. After days and days of meaningless labor, I was beyond frustrated. I was so close to the world of magic, yet so far from making it mine. The firebolts, the levitation, the teleportation–Where were those? When I confronted my master wizard about this, he simply brushed his long white beard and smiled gently and uttered: “In time, my child.”
One day, I got curious: How does a human milk taste? Does it taste the same as cow’s milk? Or… something different? At some point of my life I must have tasted it, but of course I could not remember that. And once I got curious, it had to be resolved. So, I called my roommate who was probably playing his video games in his room. He rushed in, asking what was the problem.
I had heard about this game because of him- I don’t even know his name- I only knew him as CaptionMan from OTGC…. It was called Hold the Moan. He had messaged me to let me know that it was a real game, and was curious if I wanted to play. I liked the idea of a challenge, and a temporary chance to embrace my feminine side and make a sex slave out of him in the process.
The Knight traverses through the banshee’s path, rumored to be blockaded by a certain rogue elf. It is said that the elf demands extravagant toll. The Knight had not accepted the quest from the hamlet which requested an immediate disposal of the said elf. Minor quests no longer concerns the Knight, who has slain the Demon Emperor and his subordinates and on his way to claim the title of the Hero from the King. A sharp tune of flute fills the banshee’s path. Between the shadowy trees emerges a figure, revealed to be a male elf armed with knives and archery. [The Knight has encountered self-claimed Elvish Warlord, Aias Orohan.]
Aias : “Pay up or I’ll feed your carcass to the living forest!”
The bell knell across the ring. Oliver watched his bloodied adversary, Stanley, drag himself toward his corner. He collapsed beside his coach puking blood and was barely holding onto his consciousness. The coach injected a syringe of steroid and mended his wounds. Oliver, on the other hand, returned to his own corner unscathed. This was the end of 4th round. However, despite the unusual payout, Oliver was beginning to regret having agreed to appear this stage that night. He knew what was coming.
“That’s not fair!” he shouted at the judge. “But I won! You just said that I proved that I was more of a man than he is! Shouldn’t he be the one to become woman and get pregnant?” and his fingers pointed stiff toward me.
“I’m telling you, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were with her,” said Jake. He rambled on and on with the excuses. It was very clear that Jake just wanted Peter to leave. Jake, a known womanizer in the campus, had slept with Peter’s now ex-girlfriend Hannah, which caused their breakup. And rumor has it that Jake is now Hannah’s new boyfriend. Jake brought his grudge on Jake, because he wanted to deny that Hannah simply did not love him anymore. In his closed mind, Jake was at fault.