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Of the GodsMain MenuOf the GodsPick Your PoisonChoose your own destiny. Pick the woman whose shoes you will walk in, and your choices will determine the fate of human civilization....and who will file those papers before noon.Deity Profile: Meet LilithDeity Profile: Meet Kumi HoDeity Profile: Meet ErisKate Kennedy68ea8327fe7c4deff92d3d6d9ba1afe8045c334e
Teach him a lesson
1media/Kumiho.jpg2017-12-06T19:42:46-08:00Kate Kennedy68ea8327fe7c4deff92d3d6d9ba1afe8045c334e259995plain2017-12-11T11:32:35-08:00Kate Kennedy68ea8327fe7c4deff92d3d6d9ba1afe8045c334eAs he moves his hands over your tails, you play along with his game. Right once he has his hand on you, you use your tails to grasp tight on his arm, and yank him close so he is down at your level.
You hear him whimper like a pup.
"아니.. 아니... 아니... 나쁜 개. 집에 가서 딸딸이나 쳐."
"Oh damn, I love it when you talk like that baby."
You show your teeth and squeeze his arm tighter...then his throat. You can hear him gasping for breath. Your eyes light up as you watch the light leave his.
Choking, he caves. "Alright alright, I get it. Howling up the wrong tree."
"That's what I thought...개새끼." You loosen your grip, and slink back at into your seat as you watch him scamper away, tail tucked between his legs.
You then are startled by the thunderous voice of your boss..This man is gigantic, like a brick shithouse of a man. He's busting out of his white shirt, the buttons barely able to close. He is not fat, indeed, there is little fat on him. He's all muscle, and the muscle looks angry. His sculpted hair and long beard are grey, but his face is red with anger.
He's screaming at the top of his lungs, and to avoid his wrath, everyone scatters back to their rightful places, with Kali running back to her desk, and you swiveling back to face your computer, pretending to type, you snicker to yourself, forgetting slightly about your impending hunger.