Enchantress - Book 1 of 8
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Chapter 27
Fan Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 27 - A Loving Homage to the king of humor, Sir Terry Pratchett. Imagine yourself on a disc shaped world that rests on the back of four elephants. Now imagine the four elephants are standing on an enormous sea turtle as it swims through space. Now imagine, except for your father, that you are the world's most powerful librarian. And your father is an orangutan. And this is just the start of the story.
Caution: This Fan Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Fan Fiction High Fantasy Magic First
After the fisherman who found the intruder was thanked by the emperor of the Agatean Empire (actually the emperor of the Agatean Empire is a seven-year-old boy who was too absorbed in a toy drum to be concerned with a mere mortal simpering at his throne. The Prime Minister thanked the fisherman and gave him an Agatean gold coin and was led away by a guard who then executed him for the sin of addressing the emperor while dressed in his work clothes. However, his body was not thrown to the dogs. There’s a famine in the empire and it’s a sin to waste meat.) Once the fisherman was led away, the Prime Minister turned to the naked, one eyed prisoner whose only speck of clothing was a silver key worn on a ribbon around his neck. “Why did you invade the Agatean Empire sir spy?” He demanded this in a loud voice which echoed throughout the palace.
“A spy?” asked the child emperor without looking up. “So boring ... can we eviscerate this one?”
“I’m not a spy,” said Nick. “I’m a dragon.”
“You don’t look like a dragon,” said the Prime Minister as he twirled his long, luxurious mustache.
Suddenly the throne room was filled with a huge golden dragon (accompanied by the sound of breaking chains and the shrieks of crushed guards) The dragon snarled and glared at the Prime Minister who was frozen in mid-twirl. “Ok, yeah. You’re a dragon,” he said in a tiny voice. “How can the humble Agatean Empire serve such a noble dragon as yourself?” asked the trembling Prime Minister.
“Lead me to your largest library.”
“As you wish!” with tiny mincing steps, the Prime minister led the dragon across the cricket pitch size throne room to a large golden curtain. With a wave of the Prime minister’s fan, a pair of guards opened the curtain.
“Where is it?” demanded the dragon.
“Ummm” with his folded fan, the terrified Prime Minister pointed to a small bookshelf that held some coloring books and a box of crayons.
“DO NOT TRIFLE WITH ME!” roared the dragon.
“That is it!” shrieked the Prime Minister. “That is all that remains! His majesty grew tired of his reading lessons, so he ordered all books burned.”
“AND YOU BURNED THEM ALL AT THE DIRECTION OF A CHILD???”
“Now that you put it that way...”
“You tire me,” groaned the dragon. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t bite you in half and then urinate on your corpse.”
“We can fix that eye problem of yours...”
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