The Park

You were minding your own business, taking a pleasant walk through the park, when a feminine voice caught your attention. "Ugh, why do they let those filthy animals into the park." You turn and see a blond, human woman staring straight at you with a smug smirk. She has pale skin with large breasts, in her early thirties. She's wearing a white sweater and yoga pants.

"Shh. It can hear you." Her companion laughs, a cute halfling with short dark hair and tan skin. At 4'6 she's tall for a halfling, and fairly well endowed too.

"Oh please." The blond rolls her eyes. "It probably doesn't even speak English."

As the women walk away you sigh and shake your head. Someone's going to have to teach those racist cunts a lesson and it seems that someone is you.