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y, like a mace.
They ducked, fleeing the Private Chambers. The Troll King returned
his hungry attention to the pseudo-elf-maiden, drooling slightly.
`What do you suppose will happen when the hour is up?' Bargeld
said, holding up a pair of his fur leggings, regarding them and then
tossing them aside.
`I imagine she'll resume Yuuki's human form, with a resulting decrease
in the dimensions, flexibility and general accomodatory properties
of various orifices.' Kargoon glanced about for the case which
contained his razor-sharp letter opener, spotted it and placed it in
his sack. Bargeld nodded, folding up his rank-smelling collection
of undergarments and pushing them into a chest already overpacked
with his other personal belongings.
`Could be painful, particularly if he's right inside Yuuki's when she
does it.' Kargoon winced at the thought, and then, as he packed his
collection of Elven thigh-bone nose-flutes before fleeing the Troll
Kings' domain, said thoughtfully,
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