Late 20s tgirl. Elf ear pervert. Some say hemipenis girl. Writing mostly original F/F. Stories will frequently be horny so if you're under 18 you're getting blocked.



MiserablePileOfWords
@MiserablePileOfWords

"Hello! Welcome to historical Icherburg, the pittoresque heart of Dahkeland!" the friendly lady at the visitor centre greeted the slightly confused-looking family of five.

Her eyes twinkled as she quickly started pulling out various items and putting them on the counter before her.

"Here's your sightseeing guide... oh, and of course, a map of the area..."

She rummaged around, hands out of sight, raising little clouds of dust, her friendly smile not cracking. At all.

"Let's see... Lodging options..."

Her smile grew wider.

"Oh, have some coupons for our restaurant! Kids are free!"

A wink. A long pause.

"I feel like I'm forgetting something... Sorry, I haven't manned the front desk for long. You're my first guests! It'll come to me..."

Smile not budging, the visitor centre employee frowned. Then a light seemed to go on, and her smile widened even more.

A small grunt of effort, and she heaved up a heavy-looking duffel bag that clanged when she dropped it on the counter.

"And of course, your weapons!"

She giggled.

"Silly me! I'd forget my own head if it wasn't sewn on!"


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