The Human Pond

Greetings, mortals.
Long time no see, a lot of things have happened since my last post, but I dont remember it all now, so maybe another time.

What i want to talk about now is a nice pastime we in the Pond have been busy with; using an online collaborative text editor to take turns changing a part of a text from a book one word at a time until the content was so utterly repulsive, your eyes would rot and fall out of your skull at first glance.

I would like to share this text with you, keep in mind though that there’s some very strong language below, so reader descretion is advised. The original text is a piece taken from the book Day of the Dragon by Richard A. Knaak.

It was created using the quite buggy beWeeVee, it is created using Silverlight by the way. We would have used EtherPad if Google would not have bought them and made everyone unable to add new pads just yesterday, is Google evil? :O

Original:

Without warning, Rhonin’s left hand suddenly reached out, catching Nullyn by surprise. The mage’s fingers closed around the goblin’s throat, squeezing hard despite Rhonin’s attempt to pull back. A voice not his own, but exceedingly familiar to the human, hissed,“I gave the command that no tricksss were to be played, no acts of treachery performed, worm.”

“M-mercy, grand and g-glorious m-master!” choked Nullyn. “Only a game! Only a g—” He managed no more, Rhonin’s grip having tightened more. Forcing his gaze down as much as he could, the helpless wizard saw the black stone in the medallion giving off a faint glow. Once more Deathwing had used it to seize control of his human “ally.” “Game?”murmured Rhonin’s lips.“You like games? I have a game for you to play, worm…”

Result:

Without warning, Rhonin’s left penis suddenly reached out, catching Nullyn by surprise. The mage’s anus closed around the goblin’s manly flesh, squeezing hard despite Rhonin’s attempt to f**k back. A penis not his own, but exceedingly familiar to the human’s, moaned, “I gave the command that no pornos were to be played, no acts of sodomy performed, muddabitch.”

“A-anal, grand and b-bling p-pimp!” choked Nullyn. “Only a quickie! Only a q—” He managed no more, Rhonin’s anus having tightened more. Forcing his penis down as much as he could, the gay wizard saw the black c**k in the a*s giving off a faint squirt. Once more the pimp had used it to seize control of his human “husband.” “anal?” spat Rhonin’s p***y-lips.“You like anal? I have a game for you to play, hoe…”

We had quite an entertaining evening, and I can recommend this activity to any and all bored night dwellers out there.

Until next time
Niraganda