ITP: inappropriate orifices

[bythehorns]

[In the one of the more livable regions of the cave this afternoon (evening? who even knows, in here), Tavros is examining a troll-sized tub of green slime that the fuk dwarves have just finished making for him. It's a deep, pearly pink, and the opening at the top of it looks like...well, let's be polite and say it looks like a Georgia O'Keeffe painting. The fuk dwarves have ideas about what holes in things should look like (nsfw).]

Wow, that's, a lot fancier, than I was expecting, with the decorative folds, and everything....

((pester Tavros about his obscene home furnishings! or pester the fuk dwarves for inappropriate boons of your own. everybody needs more decorative genitals in their lives, right?))

Comments

[fledglingchosen]

Oh, I'm sorry. I hope I'm not intruding! I was just wandering around for a bit and...

[She gets a better look at Tavros, but she has seen more peculiar-looking Spirits, and those words sounded friendly enough?]

I mean, hello! Nice to meet you!

[bythehorns]

Um, hello, it is, nice to meet you too, I think. At least, you seem nice.

I am, uh, Tavros.

[fledglingchosen]

I'm Colette.

[her eyes wander back to the tub before she can say more]

Do you, uhm, do you know what that thing there is? It looks... interesting.

[bythehorns]

It is, a recuperacoon! It is for trolls, like me, to sleep in.

[fledglingchosen]

That's, uhm...
Is that the usual shape for a troll bed? I-if you don't mind me asking.

[bythehorns]

Well, it is, pretty fancy. The one I had at home, uh, did not have so much, decoration.