Heading to the Village Meeting

A village meeting? Ugh, that was the last thing you wanted to do today. But there was nothing for it. Attendance was hardly voluntary.

You clean yourself up and head down to the village square. A large open area in the center of the village close to Papa Snurf's palatial fungus mansion. A high balcony from the side of his home gave him the perfect spot to give speeches and look down upon his people.

You head over to your neighbor Grumpy's place and lean your back against the wall of his house as you hear him finish up with Skanky inside. Uncomfortable sounding grunts and groans punctuated by a steady thump, thump, thump.

You hear him grumble as he busts his nut. "Grrrrrrr!"

"Way to go Grumpy! I knew you could do it!" Skanky cries out in false enthusiasm.

"Shut...the snurf...uuuuup!" Grumpy rebukes him even through his climax. You chuckle at your neighbor saying the same thing you had to Skanky.

Within moments you hear them moving toward the exit. You hear a kiss through the thin door. You hear Skanky say. "You're the best of the best Grumpy Snurf. See you next time." There is a pause before he then adds. "Um...next time could you get a...er...virility potion. I'm a busy snurf and I can't be spending all my time just trying to get snurfs hard."

"Snurf off you ugly cunt!" Grumpy bellows.

The door opens and out rushes a sprinting Skanky. A wooden spoon whizzes over his ducking head as he hurries down the path away from the perturbed Grumpy. "You just lost your next visit you old limp dick!" He shouts over his shoulder as he runs toward the village square.

Grumpy comes to the door and shakes his fist in the air after him. He notices you leaning against the wall. "Hey Randy."

"Hey Grumpy." You nod. "Village meeting."

"I know." His permanently unhappy scowl watches Skanky disappear around another house. "God I hate that snurf."

"It's not his fault, he's just doing his job." You say.

He nods. "Yeah...but god damn he's lousy at it." He spins and jabs you in the chest with a pointing finger. "Next time don't cum inside him you jerk. Hard enough to feel anything without the extra lube. Or let me go first!"

"Sorry, I'm before you on his route. We can't break the rules." You then quip. "Besides, if I had to wait for you to get hard before I got mine I'd never get any ass!"

"SHUT UP!" He shouts, though his eyes betray the fact he saw the good natured humor in your words.

You chuckle. "Come on buddy. Let's go get a good spot."

"At the back."

"Exactly."

Side by side you follow down the path Skanky had run.