Rise
Predator Press
[LOBO]
As far as dimensions go, eh, I've seen better.
But there's this really cool rock here. I mean it's all weird an flat an sparkly.
Eventually, I gotta get up 'an piss. Probably should work out this whole food and shelter issue too. I wonder if this is one of those dimensions that has Cheeto dispensers.
It could happen.
Suddenly, I realize I'm on a big, flat plateau under an electrified, pastel sky. Looking down over the edge, I spy millions of naked women kneeling and praying at something up here.
Every once in a while, they send up a hot emissary.
Exhausted from the long climb, the hardbodied beauty draws up using the last of her strength. Raising her tired arms toward me, her magnificent breasts heave as she cries, "Oh, strange visitor we beseech thee; there are no males in this dimension, please bless us with your mighty blessed throbbing Hammer of Thor."
"Why?" I yell down, echoing.
"That we may grasp and fondle thy genitalia roughly," she says, collapsing to her knees, mighty thighs bulging. "And foist it into ourselves like wild and rhythmic savage animals."
"But there's this really cool rock up here," I says. "And look, you are all like really far down there. Why don't you all just come on up?"
I swear to God the chicks in this dimension can be so lazy ...
"There's a really cool rock up here," I remind them.
[LOBO]
As far as dimensions go, eh, I've seen better.
But there's this really cool rock here. I mean it's all weird an flat an sparkly.
Eventually, I gotta get up 'an piss. Probably should work out this whole food and shelter issue too. I wonder if this is one of those dimensions that has Cheeto dispensers.
It could happen.
Suddenly, I realize I'm on a big, flat plateau under an electrified, pastel sky. Looking down over the edge, I spy millions of naked women kneeling and praying at something up here.
Every once in a while, they send up a hot emissary.
Exhausted from the long climb, the hardbodied beauty draws up using the last of her strength. Raising her tired arms toward me, her magnificent breasts heave as she cries, "Oh, strange visitor we beseech thee; there are no males in this dimension, please bless us with your mighty blessed throbbing Hammer of Thor."
"Why?" I yell down, echoing.
"That we may grasp and fondle thy genitalia roughly," she says, collapsing to her knees, mighty thighs bulging. "And foist it into ourselves like wild and rhythmic savage animals."
"But there's this really cool rock up here," I says. "And look, you are all like really far down there. Why don't you all just come on up?"
I swear to God the chicks in this dimension can be so lazy ...
"There's a really cool rock up here," I remind them.
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