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The Wenching Hour
A (canonical) erotic fiction telling the story of Vaxin the Tiny during her confused college years. It tells of her quest to find the Rubber Pleasure Blade of the Nether Regions, and her subsequent trip to The I Can't Believe I Slept With Her Inn where she met both an open-minded witch elf and many very accommodating Barmaids.
Here are some narrative excerpts from "The Wenching Hour." All images and most dialogue have been removed for the sake of decency.
As she pushed the bushes aside she saw it. Sparkling in the clearing, the famous Rubber Pleasure Blade of the Nether Regions stood a foot high and black as night upon its earthen pedistal...
When Vaxin looked up she saw that the witch elf in the leather thong and loincloth was walking toward her, swaying as she walked. "Hey shy girl!" the elf said, "inta glark?" I don't know, Vaxin thought, What would Ronard do?
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