Sep 20, 2023
She was taken from her family. She was packed into the trunk of an old woman. The old hag promised to care for her new possession.
“Where might we travel?” Asked the hag.
“I want to return to my family!” Wailed the girl from within the trunk. “I want to be reunited with my children!”
The old woman carried the trunk up a treacherous cliff. She fought with the natural elements.
The train kids beat their cocks against one another.
“We’re in control, for we’ve descended from ancestors of a darker time,” grinned the alpha as his yellow teeth sliced a passing fruit fly.
“A cultural renaissance begets changes in living standards. Is this not so?” Added an ugly polymath.
The intellectuals continued to grind their bruised and bulbous penises for some time. The sun had begun to set. Mother came looking for her boys.
“Kids! KIDS!” She screamed into the autocratic darkness.
The sound of harsh giggling became audible. The pair of boys appeared from behind a butchers wagon.
“The sun has set,” whispered mother. “You boys have little respect for those who've come before you.”
“This is a statement of ill will,” observed the polymath. “From whence hath though learnt to speaketh with such vile contempt?”
“Taketh thy vow of a faith in God,” suggested the Alpha. “Taketh thy holy book into thy study. Train thy intellect.”
Mother belted up her children's pants. She stuffed their cocks back into the shadows. She dragged them home through filthy puddles.