BF0073-Heather-And Again, And Again...

Two faeries sitting in a bar... The older one is sitting upright, her back straight, her chest pushing forward. She's staring down at her boobs with a frown. Facing her, the young one is half standing up from her seat, arms straight, her little fists resting against the mushroom-table.

Faerie

Dang, these puppies are starting to hurt. I'd better get back to work.

Young Faerie

But the story! I need to know what happened to Thane and the ugly ork lady!

From the young faerie's point of view, we're looking at the older faerie, who is leaning forward, elbows on the table, chin resting on her joined hands (like on a finger-hammock). She is smiling teasingly at "us,", but her gaze is looking just below our eye level (like she's staring at "our" chest). SHE obviously has cleavage to spare ("we" don't).

Faerie

Shouldn't YOU be getting to work too?

Faerie

(cont'd)

You itty bitty little thing?

Young Faerie

(off-panel)

HEY!

Reverse of previous panel: this one is from the older faerie's POV, looking at the young faerie. She's staring at us, hands joined in fervent prayer, her eyes wide and full of sparkles. She's so cute and sweet she makes a Carebear look like a goth!

Young Faerie

PLEEEEASE!!! I need to know if Thane ends up making the orc-lady pretty.

Panel edges are wavy outlines to indicate something that happens elsewhere. The setting is interior, in some dark back room. Thane is strapped on a reclining, X-shaped wooden frame, his arms and legs strapped to each end of the X. In the foreground, position to hide his crotch, a spectacularly fit, green-skinned beauty, dressed in S&M black leather, has her back turned to us. Her long, luxurious black hair cascade down just above her (muscular) butt. It's Baby, pretty-version. And she's holding a rolled-up whip in her right hand.

"Oh, he does. Eventually."

"Again and again..."