Seek the Four, South

Baseball, Grandma, Thurston Howell, Sumo wrestlers, Roseanne Barr, think un-sexy, un-sexy.

"John? are you listening to me?" John blink a few times to return to reality... ok a video game as reality. They left the town, heading for the closest of the Four Warriors, according to the book. Sarah is staring at him wondering why John hasn't been listening to her.

"Huh? Sorry, I'm trying to think of things to make my...umm. well to make my excitement less obvious."

Sarah bends down to take a closer look at the tent in your crotch. "I don't think it's going to work," she tells John. "Didn't the priestess say that that ritual would make the sword unable to bend or brake?"

"Yeah, shit" he noded. "A cock that won't bend, is therefore never limp. But there must be something we can do! This is embarrassing!"

"Well, if I were you I would worry more about the last part of the prophesy," she said.

"Last part?"

"Where she said that the warriors will need to draw strength from Master Sword. And so you would have to stay with them, or you leave the 'sword' with them."

It hits you. "How do I leave my dick with them? Am I now stuck in this world," John swallowed hard, "forever?"

Sarah shruged, "Well, let me tell you now, I think you're cute, but if I can get home after all of this, I would like to, with or with out you." ‘You know, this is your fault Sarah' John thought. "Besides, John you'll have four video game heroines to fuck once a week."

"...I have to what?"

"Well, how did YOU think they were going to draw strength from it?"

John shakes his head in dismissal. "Not with my luck. Besides they were expecting a sword," he pointed out. "They probably were going to place their hands on the blade, or something. Not that I would MIND, that is, I just think you may be jumping to the wrong conclusions."

"Well, maybe the first of the Four Warriors will know." She looks in the book again. "We need to head into the Fairy Forest and ask the fairies to lead us to the Sekhmet's Pit of Donkeys, to find one of the Four, trapped in stone, guarded by a magical, mechanical, monster. wow try saying that 3 times fast."

John and Sarah look at the wooded area before you. "This is the Fairy Forest. I hope the fairies are little women with wings, not the guys from Queer Eye."

"The guys from what?" Comes a small voice descending from the trees. John look to see a pair of scantily clad female figures, just a few inches tall each.

"Long story," Sarah tells them. "We are looking for the Legendary Warriors of Artemis. Can you help us?"

"Do you think we should, Pamela?" the smaller, blond fairy asks her partner.

The black haired fairy looks at John. "What happened to him?"

"Long story," John says. "Basically, I can't get it down, but I have to use it on the warriors, if and when we find them."

"Good grief, Pfil!" The brunet exclaims. "It's bigger than you and me together!"

John think that name sounds familiar, "Did you say your names are Pamela and Pifil?"

"That's Pfil," the blond with the blue antennas corrects you.

"I think I've heard of you from somewhere.... oh well, can you help us?"

The dark haired one with out antennas says, "Well, if you seek the warriors, one of them is in the Ass Hole, guarded by the Hemi-roid "

Sarah scratches her head. "I guess that Pit of Donkeys is the Ass Hole, and the mechanical thing is called the.... Heemi-royd?"

"Cute, huh?" The blond fairy chimes in. "Just follow us!"