once there was a world. This world was unlike any other. Due to a freak accident that caused the entire world’s populations to have extreme back problems, everyone was unable to carry even the lightest loads of wood, iron, and clay from neighboring villages.
nonetheless, many were excited to join this world no matter how debilitating these injuries would be. It would be a chance for the new to shine and for the old to regain that fire in their bellies. Most just joined the world and tribes formed naturally. But this was not the way for all. One mighty tribe was planned out beforehand, and one of its leaders was none other than morthy, a man who had been around since the age of the dinosaurs!
so the members joined with strategic precision to position themselves to conquer the world. They kept their radar’s low, and many overlooked them. Not knowing the beast that waited. But finally they emerged, and rode to the top. Many saw this new tribe, and envied it from afar. It appeared to have such power, such grace, such beauty.
we at wargasm also wanted a piece of mom. But unlike the others we decided to get up close and taste them for ourselves. We expected an enjoyable time. We would get to know each other and mom would share her luscious milk! But what we discovered was not fresh milk but stagnant overrated powder! Angered we were!
we finally realized what we were dealing with. What others had thought was a beautiful tribe fit to rule this world was truly a hag hell bent on sucking the life out of all the innocents!
and so, to save the world from the ugly rule of a monster like that, wargasm officially declares war on making our mark!
Let the moans begin!
my first ever pnp, be gentle ;)