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Post by Diamond/Dimitri Hawk on Jul 15, 2012 18:43:12 GMT -5
He hadn't been expecting this and he he certainly hadn't planned it, but then, who does? What normal, sane person gets out of their bed in the morning and knows that a horrible travesty such as this is about to befall them? That's right: no one.
And yet, even in all of its grotesque glory, it's an event that can be easily recovered from, if the victim is made of average human emotional strength fibers. Some shock, some disgust, multiple recounts of the story to friends and acquaintances and then they all go back to their daily lives and it's just something funny that happened to them. It's done. It's in the past. That is, if you're normal.
Problem was, Dimitri wasn't quite normal. His arms may have had the strength of Hercules, but Dimitri's stomach didn't measure up. His eyes were still virgins of this disturbing event and having his virtue torn away from from him in such a manner was more painful than the cherry-popping of any consenting young maiden.
"Dear gods and goddesses in heaven above!" The knight wailed, clutching at his stomach and swooning over the neck of his horse. "Leave me, I beseech you! If I have offended you, I will pay you in whatever money of humiliation you desire, just remove that foul thing from my sight...please!"
When the great, hairy orb did not remove itself from his presence, Dimitri blinked, wretched and promptly fell off his horse.
He had just been mooned.
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