Imepe had been carving since back when he was just another fucking elf forest-yokel, but he was not that much better at it.

But his tools were. His dagger was from an ancient tomb, now, and it slid through the wood like a shark through water.

On the way home, the Party had accepted a side-contract to guard a caravan of gnome diplomats, and so, once home, Leaf found himself playing nursemaid, leading them to every interest-group and diplomat in the city.

There was a scratching noise next to him, and Leaf looked up with surprise to see a kobold standing there, staring at the dagger in his hands, scuffing her sandaled foot back and forth on the ground.

He looked at her. A hairless half-lizard, half-mammal, a tiny thing, a city kobold by the looks of it, no depleted magic remaining in her so long after the original bloodline, dressed in an old potato-sack, her slight breasts outlined against the loose weave.

His draconic was not the best, but second generation immigrants always knew Common. "Did you want to go inside the Keep?"

Her big brown eyes looked into his, shook her head, /no/, and showed him what she had in her hands.

She had a boat too.

They launched them together into the putrid stream, watching them until they went out of sight

-

Imepe and Koji were there the next day, and and the next. He conversed with her about the latest society gossip, which apparently kobolds followed. Koji’s voice was thin and reedy, and not entire grammatical, but entirely confident on which society matrons were /bad wife/. Information, as always, flowed downwards. She showed him her home, a tiny burrow beneath a fallen flagstone. and Leaf had just began planning a proper picnic for them, when the gnomes’ negotiations concluded.

The rest of the adventuring party, which had been sorely sick of the entire affair, joined them for the signing ceremony. The Gnome negotiating team, visibily holding in their disdain through the entire affair, held their noses for another hour, and signed the thing. He kept his eyes open for Koji, but she did not show.

Leaf was relieved the negotiations were over, overjoyed to be clean again, but he /had/ been looking forward to that picnic.

As usual, at the completion of a contract, the party held a bash, but he left them rather early, walking home to an empty house. Some clever boy had shat in the doorway again- the stench was unbelievable, and there was a piece of refuse lying against the doorjamb. He yanked the door open, and the refuse something moaned.
"Koji?"

She rose, and her entire body smiled. She held up her bandaged hands,and in them lay a tiny wooden thing.
“For you!”
It was a sculpture of a little port, tiny men loading and unloading.

Anyone reading this?

2 more posts until the sex part.

>>3062630
Of course we're reading. We're just trying to be respectful by not interrupting.
For the love of god, continue.

>>3062641
Seconded.

Keep proasting.

and proast faster, goddamit.

>>3062630
>Anyone reading this?
There's a reason nobody's posted anything in the other thread since you started.

Woohoo! I was worried this wouldn't happen!

Sweet! I was sad that the old thread went by without anyone archiving it--if it had survived to morning I was totally going to.

I'm enjoying how this starts up. I was suprised at all the mentions of stench and filth and so on--until I realized we were dealing with a proper medieval sort of city. Small wonder an elf is unused to -that-.

You're really tugging at my heartstrings with little Koji's situation.

The Suspension of Disbelief of anyone reading this story has just been shattered.

There's a reason no one posts.

Y U STOP.

U GET FEDEBACK AFTR STOREE.

The next contract was a bleak disaster. Intelligence about the abandoned outpost had been faulty, and when the dark mind awoke beneath the abandoned mine, there had been nothing to do but run.

They got on their horses, ran them to death coming back to the city, ran all the way home, not stopping for anything. Their wounds would not heal, suppurating and sending out streaks of white and blue mold. By the time they got back to the top level of the mine, the were no healing potions left, but there was always alcohol, and they drank almost all the way back, trying to keep the pain at bay.

It was not until he stood on his doorstep again when he thought about the little kobold he'd asked to stay in his house.

He winced as he dug among the meager loot in his backpack, drew out a tiny silver necklace, knocked on the door. Then again.

After a long while, he sighed, and began digging for his key.

The rapid patter of little feet on sounded down the stairs. A stool was slowly dragged over, and her warm brown eye became visibile in the little hatch.

And the door opened. She said something. He did not quite catch what, but she sounded excited and she smiled her fangy smile.
He knelt. "Koji?"
She came up to him.
"Thank you for looking after my houshe." Leaf fastened the necklace around her neck, and kissed the side of her snout. He could see Koji’s eyes go big, and he smiled slightly as he stalked past her her blushing and temporarily paralyzed form, undressing as he went.

Speaking of writefags, whatever happened to Commissar Heimdall and his guardsmen?

>>3062583
...who's Leaf?

Just stopped in. This is the first thread I see.

I am now reading and interested.

dammit stupid mx-query-replace
>>3062675

>>3062679
LESS TALK-POSTING, MORE STORY-POSTING.

Good story so far, if a little rough around the edges. Paragraphs need some organization and the distinction between Imepe's memories and the present is a little hazy. Good stuff, just needs some refining is all.

SLOW WRITEFAG IS SLOW.

Write the story, then posttits.

Somehow, his house was cleaner. In his bedroom, she had arranged a little nest on the floor, at the foot of the bed.

He removed his bandages, one by one, and sighed with relief as he spread ungulents on his wounds from the little emergency tray she came running with.

As Imepe arranged himself under the covers, he said, sleepily-"Koji, you kno' there was no reason you c'ldn't sleep in the bed."

--


He did not mention it, but

The next evening, coming back from an extended session of shouting about whose fault it all was, he was to tired to think about it, and when she burrowed up from the feet of the bed, clutching him with a desperate strength, and it wasn't until he put his hand around her that she slowly relaxed. And then his hand slid down to her thigh.

Oh, I'm so going to have to illustrate this.

>>3062710
You should get a name mr. kobolddrawer.

How about "Legendary Engrava" ?

>>3062706
>And then his hand slid down to her thigh.

She looked up to him, eyes bright in the dark, a brilliant smile on her face. “Imepe wants me?”
And Imepe was suprised to find that he actually did. He’d had the usual affairs with human women- but he hadn’t found them very interesting, and they always liked him best with his long blond hair arranged just like theirs, which he found more than a bit disconcerting.

And then her little hand curled around his cock.

“Oh! So big!"
She smiled a fangy smile.
"Bigger than knife!”
“Please, you don’t have to”
Another soft little hand wrapped around his glans, sending shivers of raw pleasure up his spine.

A soft bifurcated tongue licked up and down his shaft, curling around
it, making him groan. And then she rose up, over him,
“Don’t”
Her fingers caught him again, pushing herself against him, desperately
trying to fit him inside her.
She tried again, and again, stretching out her opening, pushing downward
with all her little muscles tremblin, lightning flashing before his eyes as her
warm little sex stimulated his glans.
She was almost crying now.
“Oh, Imepe can’t fit”
And then his back arched.
The stimulation had been to much, and something was bubbling up, and his
back arched in one single movement, pushing himself into her almost two inches, balls exploding into her, her ears flapping up and down, and she squeaked, again and again, crying with happiness.

scroll of Enlarge Person or Grease could help them a bit

Premature ejaculation, ruined the story

>>3062806
>She was almost crying now.
>“Oh, Imepe can’t fit.”

Her back slowly curled, relaxing against his chest, licking his face, whispering Imepe's name again, and again to herself and then she fell sleep, Imepe still embedded inside her.


THAT'S IT FOR TODAY

SORRY FOR THE SLOWNESS!

>>3062837
What do you expect?

An Elf is an Elf.

>>3062846
She sounds genuinely sad.
She's trying so hard to please him, to impress him, and she realizes they can't have sex, and she's getting all teary-eyed because of it. She's crying that she can't please him like that.

;~;

>>3062847
Much like Koji herself, story was too short.

Imepe's next quest is to collect some harpy ooze

>>3062876
I think the implication is that there will be more.

>>3062888
Yea, probably

Well, we haven't even gotten to the part about being ashamed of her, or when his sister comes to visit and she insists on dressing up like a maid (last part may not actually happen)

>>3062917
How about Koji's sister comes over and insists on dressing like a maid?

Impe just needs to shrink his plump helmet, if you know what I mean.

>>3062932

they are elf twins. with a change of hairstyle one could pass for the other.

>>3062944
I don't know what you mean at all, good sir.

>>3062932
>>3062917
How about Koji and Leaf's sister both dress up like maids?

>>3062847
Falling asleep still inside her.

That's the best feeling ever.

Oh lord, I'm lollin' so hard over here. Magnificent job, Sir Writefag, and I am eagerly waiting for more.

needs moar pron

>>3062980
WHO'S LEAF
SERIOUSLY

>>3062977
He needs to perform a more primitive version of surgery on his cock, cutting off pieces until it's small enough to fit into the kobold's vagina.

>>3063006
From what I can tell, Leaf is Imepe. I don't know why his name would be getting interchanged like that.

Drawfag project canceled
on account of I can't draw well enough, consistently enough, or fast enough to turn this into a comic
also my landscapes are less evocative or intelligible than a first-grader's macaroni art

>>3063049
Well, just draw a few favorite scenes, why not?

>>3063075
>Well, just draw the sex scene, why not?

Fixed.

>>3063140
Seriously, Cutebold Drawfag, get a name or something.

>>3063023

In my original conception of this story, Imepe had both a first and last name.

Leaf Imepe.

>>3063140
Is Koji a voyeur?

>>3063216
Probably should have said that in the story, but okay.

>>3063157
Like "Harbinger of D'aaaaaaaawbetes" or something.

>>3063289
I think it's more that he changed it back to just "Imepe", but forgot to replace all the instances where "Leaf" occurred.

I think this is the cutest smut I've ever read.

>>3063237
Yes, she is.

Because that's cute.

>>3063140

>>3063434
Wait, which do you want?

>>3063439
From one of them to the other, presumably.

Or from /tg/ to anyone who can provide cutebold porn.

>>3063439
It's obviously from the perspective of Koji because she's the only one here who could ever want an elf.

>>3063459
Or it's from his perspective and he wants her.

>>3063490
But he doesn't want her yet.

>>3063504
It has to be from Koji's view. Only someone so pure of soul could ever want... THAT. THING. ...Elves. Gr.

It's the elf wanting her clothing, not her body.

>>3063539
Elves suck. Film at 11.

Yessss... everything is falling into place. First Kobolds, then Gnolls, and then soon this place will be run by the furries! Bwahahaha

>>3063589
*cute* furries! ^________^

>>3063589
The problem with gnolls is that they're so much more definitively designed than Kobolds, so there's much less to work with aesthetically, less freedom to be taken with their appearance. Plus, half of /tg/ is convinced gnoll women have dicks, so that's out.

>>3063676
I find /tg/-threads in /d/ almost every week. so I don't think cocks would be a problem.

>>3063738
WELL DON'T THINK I'M DRAWING ANYTHING LIKE THAT

>>3063676
A false futa is fine too.

>>3063589
I am distinctly displeased with where this is going. We must return /tg/ to the dorfan fortresses and eradicate all cute furry things.

>>3063746
DRAW TWO CUTEBOLDS WITH DOUBLE-D BREASTS AND TWELVE INCH PENISES SEXING A SINGLE MALE DWARF

DO IT NOW

It's not furry until we want to be the kobolds.

>>3063778
YES, DO IT

>>3063758

>A false futa

What, a girl with a strapon?

>>3063779

Yup, nothing to worry abou- wait a minute...

Oh god oh god. Guys, quick query: If you could, would you be a Kobold?

>>3063882
No, but I'd love to have a pet cutebold or two.

The flaming pitch seared the trees around me, and crackling wood turned to roaring flame. Someone called my name, distantly: "Imepe," came the lost voice. This was a dream I'd had many times before, but for all its familiarity, the panic racing through me was still fresh. The fire rose against me, I let loose a hopeless cry... and snapped awake. For a waking moment, I almost forgot about her. But as my mind slowly cleared the cobwebs of sleep, I became aware of the warm, naked form pressed against me beneath the sheets, snoring softly.
Koji.
She nuzzled her face against my chest, desperately clutching at me in my sleep, and my eyes filled with tears.

>>3063882

Weellll when you put it THAT way...

I paused a moment in the darkness to consider the events that had led me here. My companions and I are adventure-seekers, and we were returning home from our latest trials in the Tomb of the Three Brothers when we happened upon a small caravan of richly-dressed Gnomes. They explained at length they needed bodyguards with them while they negotiated a treaty between their kingdom and the nearby Kobold warren. They pay was good, so we accepted. If worse came to worse, we'd have to fight off a handful of Kobolds -- and we can do that in our sleep.

If we had known that the extent of our excitement would be sitting outside the warren, twiddling our thumbs, I think we may have reconsidered the proposal.
After a day of this boredom, most of our party busied themselves at the nearby dwarven outpost, gorging on sweet meats and spiced drink. Of course I was the one left behind, to make sure no trouble broke out. For days I spent my time by the quiet, shallow brook which ran past the warren, trying to ignore the loathesome sound of its residents Kobolds chittering and scurrying about at all hours.
With the sticks and the chunks of wood and bark that floated downstream, I rediscovered my old habits of woodcarving, from when I was still just another forest yokel. I carved small boats to keep myself occupied, sending them carefully downstream and watching them sail out of sight. At night, I would head upstream to bathe, then return to our camp outside the warren.

On the third evening around dusk, as I was bathing in the stream, I became aware of someone watching me. I peered over my shoulder, and there amongst the riverside brush was a small Kobold, peeking out at me. Half-lizard, half-mammal, a tiny thing dressed in rags. Up until now, they'd all left me alone, and kept to themselves among their earthen homes. At first I thought it had come to steal from me (or worse yet, attack me) but on realizing its position had been given away, it fled into the night. I put my clothes back on and spent an uneasy night alone back at the camp, my mind pouring over the baseless fears that crept in with the setting of the sun.
The next morning I again found myself by the brook with my carving knife, whittling out a small canoe, when a soft scratching sound beside me caught my attention. I looked up in surprise to see the same Kobold from the night before -- I pulled the knife at it threateningly, before I caught myself and let my nerves settle. The Kobold startled, staring at the knife in my hands, but as I calmed, so did she. She wore a potato sack of threadbare cloth, her slight breasts outlined against the loose and thinning weave, and to my surprise, she smiled at me.

I felt awkward, since my interaction with Kobolds had been limited to chasing them off with a stick. So, hoping she understood common, I gestured at the brook. "Did you need a drink, or...?"
She shook her head "no", then held out her small, clasped hands and opened them up to reveal a tiny, crudely-carved wooden boat. I smiled in spite of myself, and she smiled back warmly. She was awfully cute, for a Kobold. She tugged the hem of my tunic and lead me to the water's edge, where together, we launched our boats on the soft current.

She was there the next day, amd the next, always with another boat. I found myself growing fond of her, in spite of her race, and for three more days she kept me company, speaking infrequently, in stilted Common tongue. We discussed the warren, the landscape, the boats... and each other. She introduced herself as "Koji" and when I said it was a cute name, I could swear she blushed. She was very sweet, and on the third day she showed me her house, a small underground burrow with hardly room to stand. But like her, the small room was strangely endearing, and she graciously shared a meal with me there. We planned to have a picnic the following afternoon, and as night fell we parted once more. Without thinking, I kissed her on the forehead, and she turned red and hurried off. I can't say I knew what came over me. I admit that I blushed myself -- had I really just kissed a kobold?

The next day, the Gnomes emerged without ado and announced they had completed their negotiations, and were now free to head home to their kingdom. My fellow adventurers returned just in time to hear the good news, and with an encouraging slap on my back, we began to head home ourselves. Before I left, I gave one last look for Koji. I knew she was only a Kobold, and yet... I really had been looking forward to that picnic.

>>3063882
DnD Kobold?
Cutebold?
Any other Kobold

Could you kindly clarify?

My companions and I returned to our home city soon enough. After we each made a quick stop at our homes to drop off our more valuable possessions, we enjoyed some grand festivities at the nicest pub in town to celebrate our good fortune. But despite our recent accomplishments, I felt strangely unfulfilled, and feigning illness, I left the party early. When I arrived home, the sun had set, and I was surprised to find a small figure huddled up in my doorway.
"Koji?" I whispered softly.
She rose suddenly and rushed to me in the lantern light, wrapping her small arms around me. "Imepe!" she squeaked excitedly.
I led her inside quickly -- what choice did I have? In a city like this, she could have been attacked on sight. How she snuck in this far and found her way to my door, I still wasn't sure. I was about to lecture her and send her home while she was still safe, but before I could speak she held up her cloth-bandaged hands and presented me with a practiced carving of a fine sailboat. I was touched by her eager gesture, and so with hesitation, I told her she could stay with me -- just for that night. She slept by the bed, looking contented.

Of course, things never go as we plan. One of my companions, a human cleric, was knocking at my door the next morning. After shooing Koji out of sight I answered him, and he told me of the new contract we'd received. I'd be gone for a week this time, and with my valuables stored at home, I'd need someone to keep the house. Normally I wouldn't have even considered leaving a Kobold to guard my money -- what fool would? -- but something about Koji's earnest smile had stirred my doubts. I told her in private to guard the house while I was away and with a stern and serious face she assured me she would do her best.
Seven days and one vanquished lich later, I returned home, knocking on my own door. I wondered briefly if she had simply grabbed my loot and run off, and as the possibility played itself out in my head I cursed myself for a fool. But only moments later, the rapid pattering of feet sounded down the stairs, followed by a stool being dragged to the door. Two familiar, warm brown eyes peered out from the slot in the door, which then quickly swung open. Koji greeted me with an enthusiastic squeak and a fangy smile. She squeezed me tightly and I hugged her back, realizing how good it was to see her again.

She watched me curiously as I reached up and fastened a small silver pendant around her neck. I told her it was for her and she gaped in disbelief, turning it over in her hands with a childlike joy. I kissed her on the side of her snout and she instantly froze, a blush rising to her cheeks. I couldn't help but smile as I walked past, stripping off my coat and shirt to examine the wounds I'd received in my journey. The house was clean and well-kept, and when I reached the bedroom, I found that Koji had built a small cot by the foot of the bed out of old cloth and leather clothes. I sat to tend my wounds, and suddenly Koji came running with a metal tray of herbs and unguents. She was far smarter than I had originally assumed, and far sweeter. As she smiled helpfully up at me, watching quietly as I applied the healing ointments, I saw just how heartless I had been to look down on her when we'd met.

"You know, you didn't have to sleep on the floor while I was gone," I told her with a weary smile. "There was no reason you couldn't have slept on the bed, if you wanted."
She responded with a strange look and that shy, fangy smile I'd grown so fond of. I smiled back and lay down to rest right then and there -- it had been a long and tiring journey.
When I awoke, it was dark, and I slowly realized Koji was in bed with me. That wasn't what I had meant when I said she could have had the bed... but she was sleeping so soundly I didn't want to wake her, and truth be told, after so much time without companionship like this, I enjoyed the warm feeling of having her beside me. Perhaps it felt a bit awkward, but what could I do? I carefully placed my arm around her and pulled the covers up to her neck, and then I drifted back to sleep.
I awoke in the morning to find her already up cooking breakfast. I felt a bit awkward and wanted to say something, but obviously she had no such problem. We ate together and exchanged a few kind words, and with another kiss I said goodbye, leaving for the day to wrap up business with my allies and pawn the valuable treasures we'd recovered.

I came home that night, ready to sleep, and I didn't see Koji. I figured she had fallen asleep in a side room this time, so I retreated to my bedroom and disrobed, getting into bed. But hardly a moment later, I felt her burrowing up under the covers from the foot of the bed, clutching me with a desperate strength and whimpering something quietly. I wasn't wearing anything -- and from the feel of her bare skin against mine I realized she wasn't either. I wanted to say something, but instead I just put my arm around her, and she began to relax. And then -- I don't know what came over me -- my hand slid down slowly, to her bare thigh. I bit my tongue, at once wondering what I was thinking and trying to find a way to apologize, when Koji looked up at me with her eyes glimmering brightly in the dim light, a shy but eager smile on her face.
Her voice was hesitant, almost hopeful. "...Imepe wants me?" she asked.
And I was surprised to realize it, but... god help me, I did want her. I almost felt ashamed to realize it -- after all, she was a Kobold! And yet... at the same time, I couldn't be ashamed. She was so sweet, so lovely, it didn't matter. I couldn't be ashamed of this. It was too wonderful to be ashamed of.
I breathed warmly against her, whispering "Yes", and she let out a soft moan against my chest.

I brushed my hand slowly up her leg and up the curves of her back, trailing my fingertips across her bare skin, tracing softly around her shoulders. She shivered in response, pressing herself against me and trailing one hand down my chest, down my stomach...
Her soft eyes widened up at me as her fingers traced down to my stiff cock, her little hand wrapping around my shaft. She glanced down quickly, pulling the covers down a bit to see what she was doing.
"Oh!" she gasped. "So big!"
I blushed sheepishly and smiled, kissing her forehead. She smiled a fangy smile back up at me and kissed my neck, squeezing gently with her hand.
"Please, you don't have to," I whispered.
Her other hand wrapped around the head of my cock, rubbing her palm against me, stroking slowly and sending shivers of pleasure up my spine. She quietly leaned down and I felt her slick tongue start to lick up and down my shaft, curling around me, making me gasp at the sensation. It was incredible -- I'd never had anything like it.
And then she rose up on her knees, straddling me at the hips, reaching down between her legs with both hands.
"Don't," I began... but she was determined.
Her fingers grasped me firmly and she pushed herself against me, desperately trying to fit me inside her. She rubbed the head against her warm wetness, between her soft, moist lips, trying to force my cock into her tight, tender opening.

She tried again and again, trying to shove her hips down, whimpering as she pushed down against me, grinding herself wet against my cock. She whimpered in helpless frustration, I moaned in pleasure, and she continued for a while, her little muscles trembling as she continued rubbing me between her legs, trying to take my cock. She wanted so badly for me to penetrate her -- perhaps more for me than for her, perhaps to prove she could love me like any woman...
She was almost crying now, and she looked at me with sad, tearful eyes. "Oh, Imepe can't fit," she whimpered, upset, as if she had just let me down. She slid down, dejected, grinding herself along the entire length of my shaft -- and after all this, it was just too much to bear. I gripped her suddenly by her bare hips and pulled her up as she let out a surprised gasp, then arched my back hard and thrust my hips up against hers in a single movement, penetrating her with just the tip of my cock. With my hands guiding her, she bounced up and down just an inch or two, her ears flapping as she squeaked again and again with each short stroke, crying from happiness and the blend of pain and pleasure. I came hard inside her and she let out a shaky, happy moan as pleasure surged through her like electricity.
When at last the moment passed, she collapsed forward onto my chest, happily licking my face, whispering my name again and again. Exhausted and overwhelmingly content, I fell asleep just like that, still inside her warm, tight wetness.

That's all for now, folks. Hope the rewrite is a little more legible than the original, but if I'm just wasting my time please do tell me.
If anyone wants more, I'll be back in a few hours and I may pick it up from there if there's any call for it.

>>3063974
i came

>>3063990
It's a whole lot better; very nice.

Still lollin' like a motherfucker, though

Say, does sup/tg/ update its archives, or are they permanent once they're there? I looked and someone already archived this, but it's only got up to >>3063676.

Maybe this should have a 1d4chan article, like Joinspider's Diary does.

>>3064009
I'm all for it.

>>3064004
It ends up including every post made to the thread, IIRC.

>>3064004
Yes, they update automatically.

>>3064004
You can add the new posts by trying to re-archive the topic.

>>3064009
At least that way it'd be easier to post long updates without having to take like 20 posts to do it, plus it would all be in one place.

I wonder if the drawfag's going to illustrate any of the story.

>The rapid patter of little feet on sounded down the stairs. A stool was slowly dragged over, and her warm brown eye became visibile in the little hatch.
>her warm brown eye

I can't believe nobody noticed this from the first one until now.

>>3064071
I noticed it but I didn't say anything because I was too busy loling.

>>3064071
Well... it's obviously because you can only see one eye on a Kobold at a time. That's why it said "eye" instead of "eyes".
Obviously. There's a perfectly reasonable explanation.
That has nothing to do with anal sex.

>>3064071
>stool
>brown eye
lol

>>3064071
>>3064074
>>3064092
If she can barely take it the traditional way there's no chance in hell she can do anal anyway.

This thread is pretty funny.

>>3064092
Shhhh, I'm now imagining a kobold mooning the elf through the little hatch. Followed shortly by anal sex through aforementioned little hatch.

>>3064125
I should have never sassed that cock

The rapid patter of little feet on sounded down the stairs. A stool was slowly dragged over, and her warm, puckered brown eye became visible in the little hatch. Imepe blinked in surprised and then smirked slowly, pulling out a polished wooden handle from his pack and quickly slid it into the brown pucker with a quick push that was followed by a surprised gasp from the other side of the door.

>>3064125
>anal sex through aforementioned little hatch

THAT IS NOT VERY PRACTICAL AT ALL SIR

>>3064170
I prove you wrong. NSFW, but quite hot, link related:

http://www.megaporn.com/video/?v=3Y0V5GLM

>>3064183
IT'S NOT PRACTICAL FOR TWO REASONS:
ONE, BECAUSE SHE'S SO TIGHT EVEN VAGINAL SEX IS NEARLY IMPOSSIBLE
AND TWO, BECAUSE SHE'S ON A STEP-STOOL

ALSO, SEX WITH A DOOR IS NOT AS HOT

>>3064201
But it is comical.

I wonder where/how Koji figured out the mechanics of sex.

>>3064231
By spying on adventurers as they traveled near the Warren, of course.

>>3064231
She browses /b/ in her spare time.

>>3064201
>SEX WITH A DOOR

>>3064337
Is that the same crappy drawfag that did the Imepe and Koji circle?

>>3064201
>ALSO, SEX WITH A DOOR IS NOT AS HOT
>SEX WITH A DOOR
>ROOD IS VERY, VERY LONELY

>>3064347
Yeah, it's me. -.-;

>>3064358

>ROOD IS VERY, VERY LONELY

Well that's what he gets for attempting to carry on an OPEN relationship.

...they can't all be winners.

>>3064369
He's pretty close-minded with strangers. You can't really get Rood to open up to you until you get to know him a bit.

>>3064358
I would bang Rood.

>>3064396

You wouldn't get the chance unless you've got a nice set of knockers.

Yeah, yeah, nothing you haven't heard before, but seriously. You better have 'em.

>>3064358
>ROOD IS VERY, VERY LONELY
ROOD! WASSUP, BRUTHA? NOW DUN BE LIKE DAT, AIN'T NO NEED TO BE ALL LONESOME. LET THISSERE PIMP SET CHU'UP WITH SOME FINE-ASS HOES!

>>3064396
>>3064400
You two need to learn what warforged doors really like.

You have to work the knob.

>>3064400
You can't forget, you need to bring the key too. You can't get inside a door without the key.

>>3064412
Can't I just go at him with some lockpicks?

>>3064412

knobs? too easy. (totally censored)

>>3064422
I dunno, might want to save it for the second date. Rood might not be in to the rough stuff.

>>3064451
Of course he is. IN SOVIET RUSSIA, DOOR SLAMS *YOU*!

>>3064155

>>3064476
Hot.

>>3064494

>>3064494

>not_according_to_griflibrisfriblim.jpg

MOAR

>>3064595
THERE IS NO MOAR

>>3065063
>THERE IS NO MOAR
Well there could be
I'm back

>>3065482
Well get writing then.

I has a boat too.

I... I don't think I'm allowed to play Kobold Camp anymore.

>>3065570
Most of these I can understand, but the decay of a friend? Come the fuck on, you don't even have a graveyard?

>>3065558
D'AWWWW

>>3065570
What did the friend die of? If it was a siege, that's one thing.

Also, get that poor girl a bed or something.

>>3065587

The decayed friend had died fairly early on; I didn't realize what had killed him until the others were being picked off one by one by a pair of harpies. They left off the map after the last kill, leaving her the only survivor. She hasn't had a chance to bury *anyone*.

>>3065628
Jesus Christ, she's the last one in your camp ALIVE?
No wonder she's so goddamn miserable, jesus fucking christ.

This story smacks of pedo.......

More Imepe and Koji drawfaggotry.

>>3065661

kobold = loli

kobold camp = loli camp

>>3065683
:D

Kobolds ate my baby. I mean my post.

>>3065637

I don't know whether to come back with an adventurer and get her to join me so I can abscond with her to an established camp; abandon and reclaim, hoping she survives by herself long enough for the reclamation force to reach her; or try to run the camp as a hermit. With that named ogre looming on the horizon, I'm not sure if she can make it...

>>3065690
No, it's guilt-free loli, because she's obviously of age. She's just small.

>>3065570
;_;

>>3065700
Just remember that unless she has an adventurous personality she won't join you, I think. (Maybe if you recruit her into the militia before you abandon the fortress?)

But yes, you totally need to go and be her knight in +shining armor+.

Hoo, boy.

>>3065759
>her knight in +shining armor+
Hey, that was pretty clever.

>>3065779
YES.

interest seems to be dying out for Imepe and Koji

I'll continue drawfaggotry another time then

>>3065819
shut up shut up shut up

just continue drawfagging

So cute ;_;
10/10

>>3065779
Daddy like.

D'awwwwwww......fap fap fap
Good story Mr Fix and even better re-write, srsly this made me tear up and have a hard on at the same time.
Also cutekobolddrawering anon great pics, I hope this has been archived.

Please contiue the story when your ready too, BUT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, MORE!!!!

cutebolds are cute, but sex isn't. Drawfaggotry should remain clean in this case, I think.

>>3065779
I felt this needed some tweaking, since Imepe ended up being about twice as big as he should be, and hydrocephalic to boot.

>>3066050
Duly noted, not interested.

>>3066050
>sex isn't cute
With all the evidence to the contrary, I would argue that it certainly can be.

>>3066073
D'awww~ <3

I actually found the part where she was crying about not being able to have sex with him sad.
What the hell.
;~;

>>3066129
Probably because, like the rest of us, you're also unable to have sex. (For entirely different reasons.)

Captain Bringdown, awaaaaaaaaayyyyy!

>>3066129

>>3066148
ZING

No but seriously, it's like she's so in love with him, so desperate to prove herself, and she realizes it's not happening (and as far as she knows, may NEVER happen) and her whole world starts to crumble around her.
;~;

>>3066157
oh no.
don't cry.
;~;

I wish there was enough promethium in the universe to purge the taint of this thread.

>>3066211
Fuck off, dorf. Your kind aren't welcome here.

Interracial intercourse? With a KOBOLD?

You might as well get a dog if you're THAT lonely!

>>3066157

D'awwwwwable ;_;

>>3062562

Can someone please repost the comic this pannel is from, I've lost it

>>3066279

>>3066288

TY anon

>>3066220
He's an elf. I've seen those things get trampled by FAWNS because they were trying to get friendly with them. Kobolds are a step up for the whole race, and when the Elves are dead and replaced with Elbolfs, the world will be a better place.

>>3066300
>Elbolfs
lol wut

Ends in the elf committing suicide out of guilt.

>>3066304
Kobolds + Elves = Elbolfs.

>>3066319
What's wrong with Kobelves?

>>3066322
That works too.

Daawwwwwwww. This is adorable.

I have just realized how batshit insane this entire board is.

>>3066315
>Ends in the elf committing suicide out of guilt.
>I couldn't be ashamed. She was so sweet, so lovely, it didn't matter. I couldn't be ashamed of this. It was too wonderful to be ashamed of.
I don't know, he seems to be doing all right.

>>3066366
Thanks for finally catching up.

>>3066366

So, you're new here?

>>3066366
Huh?

Not that your wrong or anything, the whole of 4chan is batshit insane just I can't see what's so insane in this thread

Would the person who did the Fix'd Again Just a Rewrite! like to collaborate with the Original Author for the next part?

>>3066503
You post what you've got and I'll be glad to give it another run-over like I did with the first part.

>>3066503
>the person who did the rewrite
...I thought that was you?

>>3066503
>>3066529
Different people?
Mind blown.

>>3066503
SO HEY
HOW ABOUT SOME MORE

>>3066503
>>3066529
My Fix is not Fix'd Again???

Holy shit, mind blo...
>>3066547
Fuck

>>3066547
>>3066691
>>3066531

I guess some random fa/tg/uy just took it upon themselves to rewrite and polish the story.

Huh.

>>3066529
Yes, well, your adapted plotline is not really compatible with my own, so I thought we could assemble a canonical version, given that some people seemed to like yours better.

>>3066954
They seemed pretty identical to me, unless the RIVER OF HUMAN WASTE or strange disease was plot-vital.

>>3066157
.... ok, sex can be cute. I take my previous statement back.

>>3066157
.... ok, sex can be cute. I take my previous statement back.

>>3067022
Personally, I felt that the general theme, namely that kobolds are the most pathetic creatures under the sun, demanded that even the greatest of kobolds, the Kobold King, live next to a river of sewage, and required that Imepe fail at his chosen profession before he could consider Koji as a sexual candidate.
Now, I will admit that much of what I wrote wasn't perfectly edited, and that Fix'd Again made some pretty good changes, so, before I post the next part, I will take the opportunity to edit together the two versions.

Anyway, the next part will come friday.

... jesus christ, what are you people doing?

and why do I have an erection!?

Can't let this die!

Can't let this die!