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How to Train Your Overlord	By : Praetor Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 97635 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train Your Dragon (the cartoon or book), the Overlord games or the Disney princesses that appear. I make no profit (monetary or otherwise) from this work and write solely for amusement.

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Hiccup blew with the bellows into the fire pit, the flames blooming around the metal shard Gobber held over it until it glowed white. He moved it over the anvil next to it as Hiccup grabbed the hammer. With Gobber’s help, they pounded the shard into a jagged shape. The heat in the smithy was staggering and their labour intensive work didn’t help. They were wearing the thick leather overalls too, sweating profusely as they worked in the stuffy room, the very air seeming heavier.
Steam billowed from the trough as Gobber immersed the fragment into the water, rapidly cooling it to a hardened state again. Then they could use gloves to place it in the pauldron of the black armour that was sitting on the mannequin in the corner.
It was really coming together, Hiccup and Gobber working many hours over the past two weeks to assemble the iconic armour of the Overlord. It was all black, having a high iron concentration to give it the black look although the chain mail under armour was steel.
Gobber was stunned into silence when Hiccup told him what had become of him, and what he was going to do. The man who sufficed for an uncle was the closest thing to family he had left now. His father was gone, and he didn’t really know his mother the same way. There was no one he trusted more.
The blond amputee who was usually in good spirits was pretty shaken, and needed time to meditate on this. Hiccup waited anxiously that night and the next day, his reaction would determine how he would go about informing the rest of the village.
He emerged from his room, slightly hung over, and asked Hiccup again what he was planning on doing now.
‘The Overlord is power, and power is nothing if it’s not used. How will you use it?’ he asked
Hiccup was primarily concerned with moving his village as the orb was destroying it with its presence. Then, he really didn’t know. He was going to try and balance the roles of the Overlord and its evil nature with his responsibilities as chief and as little compromising of his moral values as possible.
That was all he could hope for, and it was all Gobber needed to hear. Now they worked in secret to get him ready for the role, including building the iconic armour with help from Gnarl and laying plans to evacuate the village.
There was a clang as the door to the smithery was opened and a rush of cool air flew in, the rainy wind rushing in as the steamy hot air poured out the now open door.
‘Knock Snotlout! Knock!’ shouted Hiccup and Gobber as they threw a sheet over the armour
If he noticed, he didn’t care.
‘You have a visitor,’ announced Snotlout through the open door
‘Is it trader Johan?’ asked an annoyed Hiccup as he took off the blast shield
‘Better…’ he said with a smile

Hiccup flew down to the dock on the back of his dragon, seeing as soon as he went over the cliff the small armada in the docks. A few dragons were resting in the courtyard around the dock. As he got closer he could make out faces and dragons, spotting the one he was looking for in the centre.
‘Hiccup Horendous the Third!’ called Heather as he touched down ‘Son of the Vast, long may he reign.’
She stooped into an exaggerated bow as he disembarked.
‘There’s no need for that.’ he said as he approached ‘I live among my people, not above.’
She stood and the two old friends embraced. She was in her armour, a dragon scale breast plate with pauldrons, bound by leather and wool. She had a scarf on, as well as a dragon scaled skirt over bare legs. Thick and tall wooly boots bolstered her height and went up to her knees.
‘I figured, though am sorry to hear about the circumstances.’ she said as they broke apart
‘He died a hero’s death.’ said Hiccup ‘So what brings you here?’
‘Something I wish to talk about in private…’

‘Marriage?’ Hiccup asked
They sat at the chief’s table in the great hall. Chatter and the clanging of pots echoed around the room as rain forced many indoors and the fires in the hearths kept the cold at bay. He and her sat side by side, talking in hushed tones.
‘I’ve got a tribe of my own now. A fledgling dragon rider clan. They are a homeless people, you have an island, and a surplus of dragons.’
‘We don’t have to get married for that.’ Hiccup said ‘We would never close our doors to fellow Vikings.’
‘It’s more than that though. There are a schemers in my midst, we draw our people from many fallen lands. Many tribes and customs compose our ranks, many of whom are not accustomed to a woman ruling, many more, who think that they should be in charge.’ she said
‘So you think they would unit under me?’ he said
‘If we merged our clans, the tribe would be so much stronger, and safer.’ she said
He looked her in the beautiful green eyes ‘I just, I can’t…’
She tossed her long luscious mane of dark black hair ‘Is it just that you don’t like me?’ she asked
‘It’s not that at all. It’s just…’ he couldn’t think of a way to tell her ‘Just follow me.’
He took her by the hand and walked out the back door of the great hall. As they walked away in silence, a too curious set of eyes from the crowd of comingling Vikings followed them.
Once they were behind the hall, in the relative seclusion of the covered area behind the chief’s hold, he held out his hands and made the gestures to generate a portal. Wide circular motions while envisioning his dark tower. It appeared as Heather gasped wordlessly, eyes wide. Hiccup stepped halfway through, holding out his hand for hers. She took it and they stepped through.
Portal was the only way into the top of the Chieftain’s hold that currently housed the Tower Heart. He boarded up the windows and bared the doors, sealing them shut with props and welding. The floating orb shimmered ominously, producing its own bluish light. It floated with a swirl of rocks floating around it in rings, radiating dark energies like the light it produced, filling the very air with foreboding.
‘Hiccup, what is this?’ she asked
‘The Tower Heart, it’s the source of power for The Overlord.’ he said simply
‘The Overlord?’ she said, slightly confused
‘The One Above All.’ he said
‘I thought that was a myth.’ she said, looking from him to the orb
‘I assure you it is not.’ cackled a voice from the side as Gnarl stepped out from around the orb
‘Gah, monster!’ she exclaimed, freaked out by the small goblin looking man
Gnarl threw his hands up and screamed with her ‘Ah! Monster in the chief’s hold!’ and ducked behind the Overlord
‘This is Gnarl, he speaks for the minions and is, I guess, the aficionado for the Overlord and all things concerning him.’
‘I see…’ she said before turning to him ‘so the legends are true.’
He looked her in the eyes, those brilliant dark green eyes, and said ‘Yes.’
‘All of them?’ she asked for clarification
‘Well,’ he said skeptically ‘I don’t know about all of them, there are many legends.’
She drew herself up against him ‘Is it true, that… he has an expansive harem of the finest women in the known world who engage in unspeakable debauchery morning, noon, and night?’
‘I wouldn’t say the ‘finest’ women per se.’ he said as she put a loving hand on him
‘Well who then?’ she asked
‘Astrid, Ruffnut and Valka.’ he said
‘Hmmn, Astrid is pretty, and strong. Doubtlessly the foundation of this harem. Ruffnut is pretty ugly, almost a beautiful kind of grotesque, with her manish features and buck teeth, but she has ass for days.’
She stepped away from him to look at him fully ‘and your own mother, naughty boy. She is an attractive woman, she brings your group of sluts a dignity and grace.’
‘Why are you critiquing my harem?’ he asked
‘Because I want to join it…’

The whirling purple portal closed behind Hiccup after he and heather stepped through. They were now in his bedroom, the Chief’s Hold far behind him.
‘So how’s this work, do we just… do it?’ she asked
‘There’s a little ritual I do first. Have you noticed my Mother, Fiancé and mistress’s recent… developments?’ he asked
‘How could I not, what I’d give for an ass like Ruffnut, or tits like Astrid.’ she sighed as she sat on the edge of his bed
‘Well, I did that to them. I can do the same for you.’ he said
She swiped her hands over her shoulders, clearing her long black hair from her shoulders as she reached behind her. He heard snaps unbuckle and the breastplate fell from her chest. Under it she wore a simple jerkin like undershirt.
‘Well then Overlord, make me yours.’ she said
He made the gestures and spoke the words, the majestic green mist falling around her. She closed her eyes when she felt the change start and opened them moments later, looking down to see her shirt ballooning. She began undoing the top and once she got it free, they both saw the still growing boobs burst out from her bra.
The creamy white masses the size of large fruits slipped from the small cups of her bra, the pink nipples now the size of coins. She reached behind her again to unclasp the bra, the fabric now useless in containing her tits. Soon they were bigger than cantaloupes and now head sized, jutting like the fronts of long boats with pert nipple caps.
‘Oh Hiccup…’ she said in disbelief, hands drifting up to seize them
The heavy masses were firm to the touch and very much real, her fingers sank into the warm tits, lifting them to test their shape and weight. She dropped them and they scarcely wiggled, bouncing once and then rippling.
‘Do you like them?’ he asked
‘I love them.’ she said before moving her hands from her chest to his waist
He helped her by unbuckling the belt, the long trousers falling around his waist once she pulled the draw strings apart. Her bright green eyes widened a little at the sight of his great bulge, gingerly, her fingers pulled down the small clothes and his lengthy manhood tumbled out.
‘By Odin, Hiccup, this… this cock…’ she sputtered
The Overcock wasn’t as done growing as Hiccup thought it was. The fat dick grew in length and girth in the past few weeks, now stretching past his knees to his calfs, damn down near his ankles. When fully erect, it was thicker than his forearm now and the swollen cum engorged balls hung over 6 inches from the base of his cock and as big as a literal pear. He continued to cum buckets but his recovery time decreased and the pressure of his loads’ ejection improved. He hoped this would mean his harem’s breasts and asses were also growing but alas, his luck wasn’t that good.
Her hands went to work on it, rubbing up and down the snaky tube of sex flesh as it grew into a pillar of fuck meat. It would try to point up in a gradual bent but the weight at the front of the muscular looking cock bent it back down, making a rainbow like bend in the cock. Once it got more than two thirds erect, the foreskin peeled past the glans, the full helmet of the purple headed warrior staring her down with its wide open eye hole that was chronically leaking precum.
‘What about it?’ he asked
‘I’ve never seen anything like, I never even dared dream of it. This isn’t possible.’ she said flabbergasted
Hiccup began disrobing, getting his jacket and shirt off as she rubbed him to full hardness.
‘I promise you it is real, you’re touching it aren’t you? Why don’t you give it a little taste.’ he suggested
She didn’t even respond, it was as if she was waiting for permission to execute a plan in development for years. Opening her jaw so wide he swore he heard a pop, she dove face first onto his cock.
The hot rod slid along the spongey muscle of her tongue and hit the back of her mouth. It was impeded by the tight opening of her throat only slightly, spreading the oral channel with its thickness as she reflexively swallowed. More and more of his cock was engulfed by the pretty raven haired friend of yore. Hiccup occupied his hands with her hair, playing with the long wavy strands of silk smooth hair as dark as midnight.
Her hands slid down the girthy cock, tracing the veins all the way to the base before letting them fall to the heavy sack between his legs. There they kneaded his nuts, each palm barely able to contain the mass of one baseball sized teste. She weighed and alternated them as she slid her mouth up and down his cock, taking more and more of the turgid member down her throat. As she played with the distended sack the same way he’d play with a pair of tits, she finally opened her eyes to look up at him.
Her pretty face was stretched open as she took more than half of his cock in, her throat spasming around the invading member as it travelled to her gut. Every inch more brought him closer to the centre of her body heat, the warmth of his organ radiating into her already hot and heavy body. Her fingers squeezed and swished around the balls in the sack, using fine maneuvres to tease the sperm making organs and generate more baby batter for his eventual release.
Hiccup bent over and with his grip on her hair, pulled her in. Her eyes teared up and she gripped his balls firmly, but he could swear she was smiling around the thick cock in her mouth. Her cute nose bounced off the pubic bone, his thin brown hair down there tickling her nostrils. She swallowed and hummed them, her throat vibrating the cock better than any hand or blow job before.
‘Oh Heather, I’m sorry. I got carried away and- ooh, you’re good at this.’
She let go of his balls, the huge nuts swimming in the cum filled sack, and reached around his waist to grab his ass. Her fingers gripped the firm muscled rear and she began fucking him with her face. Hiccup was amazed, the slurping and gak sounds emitting from her mouth filling the air as she pulled half way back and slammed her face back down. Saliva shot from the corners of her mouth, drool dripping down the base onto the swarthy leathery sack where it collected in the wrinkles.
His cock fucked her oral canal, pushing through the clenching muscles of her throat as it was lubed up by saliva. She was going so hard the blue in her face was rivaling the red from exertion, so he pulled the plug for her. With hands in her hair, he yanked out and with a step back, got the inhumanely long dong free from the heated grip of her mouth.
She hacked and spat the built up fluids in her mouth and throat, the viscous, clear precum his cock always oozed mixing with her saliva as it ran from her lips down her chin to drip onto her chest. Her colours returned to normal as Hiccup stepped out of his pants, getting completely naked before his old friend.
‘Your dick Hiccup, it’s amazing.’ she finally gasped
‘I know.’ he said as he stretched his arms and back, getting ready for the fucking that was about to ensue
Heather crawled back onto the bed, where Astrid sat when he first claimed her. She kicked up her feet, the flaps of her jagged edged skirt falling up over her simple black small clothes. With her thumbs in the waist band, she pulled them down her closed legs and tossed them in the corner. When she opened her legs again, her pussy was on full display. Thin hair trimmed very close hovered above the glistening lips that looked ready for an occupant.
Hiccup thought it looked hungry but didn’t know if he wanted to taste it himself or with his cock. He decided since she was so good to him with her face, he’d at least try to return the favour. He dropped to his knees before her and grabbed her by the hip bones, snaking his arms under her knees. He pulled her to the edge of the bed as he couldn’t get to close with his protrusive fuck stick standing straight out dripping precum on the floor.
‘Hiccupt?’ she said as he shoved his face up her skirt
His sinuses were overpowered by the scent of her woman hood, the unique sweetness pungent as she visibly leaked pussy juice. He stuck out his tongue and lapped at it, sliding the muscle up her snatch and over the hooded clit that was beginning to elicit its prize. She jerked at the sensation of the hot, strong, textured muscle on her nether lips.
‘Oh Hiccup, this isn’t the kiss I was expecting.’ she said
He flicked the clit with his tongue, eliciting a moan from her as he kissed it and then suckled lightly on the membranes. She jerked and accidentally dug her heels into his back. He didn’t care, all it did was push him further into the heat of her sex. He sucked and kissed on the clit before probing her womanly folds. She arced her back when he pushed his tongue between the lips.
‘Oh! Fuck!’ she said
He opened his mouth wider to get his lips over her nether lips, shoving his tongue in even more. He wiggled it around in her cunt, tasting the juices and tunnel that produced them. Her pussy tasted stronger than the juices when separate and was a furnace of heat and sexual energy.
As he sucked, puffed and wagged his tongue around in her hole, she squirmed and kicked, moaning ecstatically.
‘Oh, ugn… Hiccup, you’re cock isn’t the only thing that’s great. Ughn, yeees… this could be fun for me too.’
Her moans got louder as he, encouraged by her positive reaction, pushed deeper and harder, finding what stroked pleased her more than others and sensitive areas for his fingers to help. She reached between her legs and grabbed the mop of curly brown hair up her skirt, pushing him in more.
The more he teased her clit and lips with his fingers, the hotter and wetter she became. Soon he was hitting untold depths with his tongue as she loosened up. Heather was on her ass and shoulders, head digging into the mattress as she arced her back and pushed, losing fine control of her motor skills as Hiccup drove her into greater phases of pleasure.
Heather’s moans were turning into ecstatic shrieks.
‘Ugh, uugn… oh ooooh hiiiicuuuuuuUUP!’
Hdrada was walking along the rain slicked cobble stone walk ways. He saw Heather and Hiccup leave the great hall and made to follow them, but when he entered the alley way they ducked into, they were gone. He still had no idea how they could have vanished, but he entered the only exit.
He walked now miffed, wondering just what their chief was planning. She took over the clan of Berserkers after Dagur went on an atonement quest he’d yet to return from. Now she was their matron, so to say. Hdrada feared that she was going to try and merge the clans, wedding the young chief. She bee lined for the small village of Burk upon finding out that Hiccup was now chief.
He believed the Berserkers should stay free on the waves and in the skies with their growing dragon stock. Since he was the best rider, sailor and dare say, warrior, he felt it should be him that married Heather. Especially since he was already first mate on their flag ship and second in command.
‘Ugh, ugh, Hiccup, Hiccup, eat it! Eat it! Feast on this cunt, oh fuck! This is fine dining.’
He stopped when he heard Heather’s voice, knowing exactly what he was hearing. He was dismayed but curious. Looking around, he checked to see who was also nearby. When the coast was clear, he headed towards the source of the sound.
As a Berserker, he was a tall and burly man, with ripped arms and a barrel chest from riding and sailing. Still, he had a good amount of grace, and was able to sneak around the alleys to what he presumed was Hiccup’s house.
He still had no idea how they got there, but was determined to see what ehty were doing. He entered an alley between the building and another, and found a conveniently placed stack of wood. He climbed on that and jumped up onto the small bannister that made a shed between the buildings for firewood to keep it dry. Standing on that, he shimmied along the side of the building, still high up in the darkness between them, and found a window.
‘Fuck fuck fuck me with that tongue!’
He heard a bed shift and chief say ‘enough of that, I need some relief too.’
He stood along the wall and pushed open the shutter slightly. He stifled a gasp at what he saw through the widened crack. The chief of Burk, the scrawny boy chief, was crawling between the long, lithe legs of Heather in full nakedness. His body was surprisingly hard, with all the right muscle tones and definitions. Heather crawled back in the bed, her skirt falling up over her waist to reveal her sweet raven hair capped pussy. Her tits, which were a decent size before, were now melons, maintaining an exceptionally firm shape on her chest even as she moved, the firm knockers scarcely wiggling more than a few times per movement. Her long wavy black hair became another blanked under her as she back crawled.
But what started him the most was what stood from Hiccup’s waist. His lance was impressive, intimidating really. The long dong was a third on between his legs, having to be over 20 inches long and as thick as an arm. The purple head leaked excitement juices that gathered in the peeled foreskin and tricked down the shaft of the vieny rod. Below him dangled a heavy set of balls in the most impressive sack he ever saw, which at sea was an embarrassing amount.
Hdrada almost fell out the alley in awe. He bit his tongue and watched though.
‘This isn’t how I dreamed it would be,’ Heather laughed ‘but I’m okay with that.’
Hiccup crawled over her, his hot cock sitting on top of her cooch, the pipe of dick flesh resting across the top of her abs with the head tucked between the breasts like they were pillows helping it sleep.
‘What isn’t?’ he asked, setting his hands besides her breasts and dropping his face between those lovely tits
She laughed and said ‘Uniting the clans isn’t the only reason I want to marry you.’
He shuck his head around in her bosom, shaking the tits around the mop of long curly brown and mumbling something into the fleshy cushions.
‘Idiot, I have always liked you. Always…’ she said
He pulled his head from her breasts and said ‘Why didn’t you say anything?’
‘Shyness, you were a looser. It was a long time ago, but I never forgot how I felt about you. You were different, you had potential, and you weren’t just another Viking. You were also kind of cute.’ she said
‘Well, I was smitten with Astrid for the longest time. So I didn’t think of you the same. But that doesn’t matter now…’ he said
He sat back on his heels, his enormous throbbing cock now having enough room between them to fit the head against the entrance to her woman hood.
‘Nothing matters now, only you and me right now. We’ll talk about the harem and the clans later. Right now, I’m your royal cock sleeve and you’re my human sex toy.’ she groaned, heat leaching from the tip of his swollen precum leaking head into her sex
He leaned over her, arms flexing to keep him hovering inches above her as he said into her ear ‘No, I am your Overlord.’
There was a thrust and she wailed. Under the scream forced from her lungs by the long, fat fuck stick traversing her love channel was the sploosh of her cunt stretching to accommodate the member and the built fluids being ejected. His oral treatments had her wet, loose and ready, his cock slid right in and in no time he was bottomed out in her. She arced her back and then went rigid, the cock making a steel hard and lava hot back brace in her cunt.
‘Oh! Fuck! Hiccup!’ she screamed
‘That’s Overlord.’ he said, pushing up with his chest and driving in deeper
She slid across the bed despite gripping the sheets tightly.
‘Fuck me Overlord, you’re so fucking huge. Give it to me! Give it all to me!’
Hiccup stayed in a push up over her as he rocked his hips around, stirring her guts with his cock through her snatch. She slide around on the bed, her legs crossed behind his hips to keep him from taking the monolithic dong too far away from her. She needed the pulsating rod of sex flesh in her cooch as much as he needed a tight warm, wet glove for his towering manhood.
Hdrada was livid, feeling insulted as a man by how hung the scrawny chief was on top of her not only fucking Heather, his queen, the woman he wanted to marry, but having earned her complete trust and even love. All seemingly without trying. He was captivated too by the display of raw animalistic passion, and felt his pants grow tight as his erection was roused. Bitterly, he hopped down from the shed before he was seen and before he became to tempted to take his warrior out for some hands on training.
Hiccup stood up a little, using more of his legs to exaggerate his thrusts. Heather was lifted off the bed and supporting her weight with her hands, elbows, shoulders and head. Hiccup could see how every push in with his giant throbbing cock forced her body to contort, expelling breaths, displacing fluids and shifting her insides around as her pussy stretched to levels he didn’t even consider possible to take his dick in force. Not only taking the pounding, but taking it like a champ.
Her cunt was like a furnace, the vagina wet and hot around his own rock hard super-heated rod. Her tits rippled on her chest, the large head sized melons bouncing around and into each other, barely contained on her chest as she began shaking all over.
He knew what was happening and could tell by the way her vagina was pulsating now, stroking him off even more as it grew tighter and milked him almost painfully tight. Hiccup kept on pumping, juices gushing with every thrust of his own pleasure numb dick. He caressed her pretty face, prompting her to open the pretty green eyes of her pleasure contorted mask. She looked into his own face, hair matted to his head by sweat as he looked at her intently, controlling his orgasm to try and synch with hers. He ran his fingers through her hair, then gripped and pulled slightly, enough to force her head back.
‘Say my name.’ he ordered
‘Ugh, Hiccup!’ she squealed
He tugged harder ‘Say my name bitch!’
‘Ugh ah ahhh HICCUP!’ she screeched, orgasm eclipsing
‘Say my real name cock slut!’ he spat, his balls clenching tight against his base now
‘Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, Son of The Vast, Chief of Burke!’ she shouted, head rocking despite his grip as her orgasm commanded her body to shake all over
‘What do you have to call me if you want to be in my harem?’ he said
‘the Overlord! Hiccup the Overlord!’ she groaned as she final collapsed, the climax depleting her of strength
Hiccup used her limp body with the still shaking legs she had no control over as a tight, hot cock sleeve. She was still clenching with her nether lips and the whole tunnel was as spastic as her legs, milking his cock in all kinds of pleasant ways.
‘That’s right cum dump.’ he said as he bottomed out and came
He felt the spooge tear through the bulging urethral pipe under his rock hard manhood, flowing into the stretched vagina of his latest collectable and filling her womb like a balloon. Heather opened her eyes and looked up at her lover, reveling in the sensation of being filled past bursting with the creamy, hot spunk. Those great green eyes continued to peer into his as he slowed his roll, setting on long, slow, powerful thrusts now that she wasn’t clinging to him with her legs. His cock was still jolting about, firing ropes of white spunk into her as it stretched her in all directions inside.
He began pulling out more than he was putting in, the dick pipe becoming a hose as it wilted and the depleted balls pumping her with a steady stream instead of a coursing river. Soon she was back together an breathing steadily again and Hiccup was back on his knees and heels, the dick finally pushed out by her cunt as it tried to pull itself back together, forcing out the no longer hard penis.
‘That… was…’ she gasped as she laid flat on the bed spread eagle with her arms and legs wide apart, a growing puddle and white frothy cream between her legs fed by the stream from her gaped pussy. His own deflated dick hose continued leaking cum out, occasional globs instead of ropes or even any kind of trickle.
‘Yeah, you did great. You will make a fine mistress.’ he said with a smile
…

Hdrada stamped back into the Great Hall. People were mingling and eating, though the banquets that were usually there were a lot smaller now. A spike in the storm forced more people in doors and Hdrada found himself sitting amongst a few Burkians drinking mead and rambling. He began drinking from the pitcher he swiped on the way in and drawn from the large bowl in the middle when he decided to start paying attention to the conversation at the table.
‘You know he’s fucking his mother, he has to be.’ said one man
‘Oh no doubt, if he thinks he can have two women, the sexiest women on the island, to himself, no reason to think his mom is off limits.’ said another
He looked up, a short burly looking bloke and another with large red sideburns under his helmet were conversing with a third man.
‘The fish are gone, the crops are dying, the animals are fleeing, the island is dying and the storms will see to it that this village is wiped from the surface world. What’s the great chief doing? Fucking the days away in that barred off keep.’ said the third
‘So what if he’s putting his dick in different women, how’s that effect you?’ asked Hdrada
‘It’s the principle man, and these are the hottest babes on the island. 10 out of 10s.’ said mutton chops
‘I didn’t even think this island had 5s.’ he said with a swig
‘Exactly! One is a drop dead gorgeous blond with an ass that could cushion a 15 foot fall and tits you could hide books in, and another is handsome lass with an ass you could use as a shelf. His mom, talk about a mother I’d give another child too, she walks around in straps of leather and boots!’ said the short one
‘Well, if he’s as big a jerk as you say, why don’t you do something about it? Don’t you guys still have deposition provisions in your charter?’
‘Yeah, but it’s pretty archaic, the chiefdom’s mostly hereditary.’ said the tall lanky man
‘So if you have a weak and inept leader, you just have to suffer through him?’ asked Hdrada
‘Well, no… but as annoying as it is, fucking multiple girls isn’t really grounds to depose a leader.’ said the mutton chops
‘What if something just happened to him and no one knew where he went?’ asked Hdrada
‘There’d be a convening of leading citizens and land owning males would vote on a new chief, re-voting after a debate each time and dropping the least popular candidate until one won with two thirds the vote at least, the hereditary laws passing to him.’ said the lanky one
‘Hmn, well that’s pretty specific. No matter, if we made something happen to this chief then we’d all be better off.’ said Hdrada
‘Have anything in mind?’ asked the short one
‘I think we can think of something…’

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