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From: klatchian@aol.comicnovels (A Klatchian Lady)
Subject: {ASSM} Discworld Dorm Drama (fff, fantasy humanoids, cons.)
Date: Sun, 26 Oct 2003 01:10:06 -0400
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Discworld Dorm Drama 

by A Klatchian Lady

(Note: I've used the code fff, not FFF, because, by their own
standards, the characters are teenagers. Susan is said to be sixteen
in Soul Music, however, *true* Discworld geeks will remember that the
Disc's year is longer than ours, making her at *least* seventeen and a
half (yes, I worked it out). *I* reckon she's 18, but that's just me.
As for the other two, well as adolescents of their respective races,
they're probably about 55 and 100. Nonetheless, I thought I'd err on
the side of caution. Oh and Discworld is a registered trademark of the
great Terry Pratchett and used without permission. All characters are
copyright him, and he's no *idea* what I've done with them!)

Two weeks before Soul Music:

Susan, Duchess of Sto Helit, lay in her bed at the Quirm College For
Young Ladies. She couldn't sleep. Part of the reason for this was a
strange noise. It sounded a lot like a grindstone.

A grindstone. Now why did that generate such strange images in her
mind? Of a figure in a black robe, sharpening... a scythe?

The image faded and she quietly squinted in the faint moonlight, to
see where the grindstone noise was coming from. In the bed next to her
was Princess Jade, the school's only troll. She stared. The noise was
coming from the huge length of sandstone the rocklike girl was
slamming between her large, grey thighs. Her huge boulders bounced in
rhythm, looking remarkably mallable for a silicaceous being. A faint
trickle of quicksand came from one of the nipples[1].

As Susan watched, she became aware that the bed beyond Jade's, that of
Gloria Thogsdaugher, was empty. Looking up to Jades head for the first
time, she saw the dwarfish lass sitting on Jade's face, dressed only
in a gold chainmail vest, her beard, usually neatly bowed, in disarray
and her face flushed beneath it.

Susan couldn't believe it! She was certainly aware such things
happened- the world has few secrets from a teenage girl who can blend
totally into the foreground. And she knew Gloria's family were very
liberal by dwarf standards, as evidenced by her presence here in the
first place, not to mention her name, but even still[2]...  As Gloria
began moaning, Susan felt herself getting hot. She reached beneath her
sensible black nightgown...

Just then there was a faint sound from Lady Sara Grateful, one of the
most annoying and snobby girls in the school. Evidently the noise of
Jade and Gloria's lovemaking was beginning to penetrate (Susan's
birthmark flared at the unintended pun) her sleep. Susan hoped as hard
as she could that the girl would not wake up. Although, based on
current evidence, she wasn't sure if she'd be surprised if Sara had
joined in! The thought of joining in directed her attention back to
her pussy. Lady Sara seemed to have gone back to sleep.

In fact, although she would never realise it, Susan had used the
powers inherited from her grandfather to freeze time for everyone
except herself and the lesbian[3] duo. If she had looked at the other
girls she might have noticed how still they were. But she wasn't.

She was, however, a bit surprised that no-one noticed the noise Gloira
made when she climaxed. Her dwarfish war-cry echoed around the room,
as she threw back her head and thrust her chest out. Susan was
fascinated at how big the girl's breasts, proportianate to her size.
Up till now she had only seen Gloria in the multiple layers all dwarfs
wear, topped off with the deliberately unflattering school uniform.
She also noticed that the dwarf's body seemed very smooth; she'd
somehow assumed that a girl with a foot long beard would be hairy all
over, but no. There was just a thick blonde thatch over her pussy,
which, when she leant forward to tease Jade's huge magma glands,
almost disappeared into the beard.

"You liked that, didn't you?" rumbled Jade. "Do me now?"

"Actually," grinned Gloria, "I think we might have another volunteer."

That was when Susan realised she'd been noticed. It hadn't even
occured to her to do her disappearing trick. Jade noticed her lover's
speculative look, and gave Susan a slow sultry smile, her diamond teeth
flashing in the moonlight.

"What do you say?" asked the dwarf girl, her eyes sparkling. "Fancy
getting your tongue round a carbonate clitoris?" Susan nodded. Her
stupid birthmark glowed in embarrassement again. "Yes, sure, why not?"
she said, as steadily as she could.

Jade's huge hands gently pulled Susan's head between her legs. The
geothermal heat escaping from the mossy fissure was intense.
Nonetheless she placed her untested tongue as far down as it would go.

The inside of the trollopy troll tasted like the smell of damp caves. As she
worked her way deeper she noticed a slight coppery tang.

"That's it!" shouted Jade. "Yes! Ohh, Chondrodite[5], yeah!"

Meanwhile Gloria, watching her two best friends going at it, had been
pleasuring herself with her axe handle. Now, as Susan got further into
the recesses of Jade's geology, she noticed the human girl's ass
wriggling in the air. Deftly she lifted Susan's nightgown, revealing a
fine young bottom and a tight pussy, lightly dusted in pure white
hair, with a single streak of black. "Mmm!" she murmured.

Susan suddenly felt something tickling her pussy. Straining to see
without stopping what she was doing, she realised it was Gloria's
beard, just as the young dwarf began using the axe shaft. "Oh, mmy!"
gasped Susan.

"Don't stop!" yelled Jade, with one hand making her gniessic cleavage
bounce like continental drift gone mad, while the other reached for
Gloria. The dwarf could almost sit in the troll's hand, and was quite
happy to try it. "Oh, oh, yeah!" she moaned, never letting the rhythm
of the axe-shaft break as it, well, shafted Susan.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" screamed Jade, and Gloria was just fast
enough to get Susan out of the way of the torrent of molten lava that
gushed from the troll's pussy. Getting her in a flying tackle, they
kissed passionately, as they collapsed on the floor, triggering their own 
climaxes.

"Two to us, but only one to her." Gloria murmered to Jade, getting back into 
her own bed.

Susan smiled. "Let's see if we can even the score tomorrow night."

THE END

Footnotes:
[1]Trolls being basically mammallian, but having *very* different
nutritional requirements than true mammals.

[2] Dwarfs tend not to consider sex and gender very important,
compared to metallurgy. Many of the more traditional dwarf clans,
having learnt humans see things differently, have reacted by denying
the existance of dwarfish gender at all.

[3] Named after Lesbia, an Ephebian poetess. Readings of her poetry
are still popular in Ankh-Morpork. No under 18s[4].

[4] Traditionally in Ankh-Morpork, such warnings end "...or unmarried
women." Not in this case.

[5] Troll goddess of love.

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