Because certain authors make Tofuknight mad
To all you authors who seem to think that you can dictate what I write, think, or draw (for no profit and with no claim that I created said characters):

1. Danny walked into the bedroom. His young, nubile friend lay on the bed, nicely trussed up like a turkey with his purple little cock hanging out. Then he felt someone take hold of him from behind.

"Shh,Danny. I don't want to have to hurt you... much." He moaned as the ghostly hand ripped through his spandex to release his manhood and jerk him off all over the boy on the bed.


2. F'lar looked over at Lessa as their dragons joined in the sky. She was walking away.

"What-? Where are you going?" he choked out. She turned to look at him.

"Manora is waiting for me in the baths."

"You're going to take a bath now?"

"No, she and I are going to have wild, passionate, lesbian sex until I'm so exhausted that I can't even stand, and I'll kill you if you come and try to watch."

"But you're supposed to be falling over yourself with lust for my manly, obnoxious self!"

"Too bad. Why don't you go try one of the scullery boys?"

I'll add more as I come across them.