Sweet Short Stories from the Narrator.

Life is truly an Enigma, You eat and shit and complain and fuck and make more moany bastards for the world the Hate... it truly is such a miserable cycle.

I am truly glad that I am not a human and just a disembodied voice some stupid fucker made up.

But... on occasion, even my eyes cannot help but creep up in intrigue and watch, a phenomenon known only as... Getting down

And boy do I enjoy a bit of Snoo-Snoo, especially when it happens in the strangest (And sexiest) of circumstances.

I'll tell you what, how about we have a little Taste? 'tis our glorious Festival, after all, I suppose I can take time out of my busy schedule as a lonely transdimensional being to commit the ultimate form of voyeurism.

We certainly have many flavours in our little deck of cards here, Dark figures stalking a Quiet girl in the streets, Great big Horny beasts being accosted by energetic Tsunade. Small girls, tall girls, famous girls, Made up girls, take your god damn pick and I'll... or maybe even you, could tell us all a saucy tale.

Infinity is the limit.

Well then, now that's settled, I guess it's just a case of which card your want to play first?