>>8951168
>>I love the way goblin girls bite playfully, the way imps claw lightly as they ride you, the way halflings moan soft and sweet like they’re afraid to wake the gods.
I love the shamelessness of kobolds, the coyness of gnomes, the sturdy warmth of dwarves.

>>Gentlemen. I wish to indulge in lust worthy of a god’s envy.
Gentlemen, my comrades in this grand obsession… tell me, what do you crave?
Do you crave shortstacks as a matter of course?
Do you crave them pressed against you, mouths trembling with want?
Do you crave a storm of giggles, moans, and sighs, every size and shape of petite perfection squirming beneath your hands?

>>(The crowd begins chanting “SHORTSTACKS! SHORTSTACKS!”)
Very well. Then let it be shortstacks.

>>All our hunger is a clenched fist, aching to claim. But for we who have yearned in the dark for decades… a single tryst is NO LONGER ENOUGH!!
A GREAT FEAST!! ONE BORN OF OUR SINGLE-HEARTED DEVOTION!!
We are but a gathering of a thousand insatiable hearts. Yet I believe you are all connoisseurs without peer. And together, gentlemen, we are an army of lovers more powerful than a million yearning men.

>>Let us rouse those who have grown complacent, those who have forgotten the ecstasy of the small and the fierce. Let us take them by the chin, tilt their heads up, open their eyes, and make them see.
>>We shall make them remember the taste of sweat on short lips. We shall make them remember the sound of beds creaking under the eager weight of our desire.
>>We shall remind them that in this space between heaven and earth, something exists they dared to forget.

>>The Krampf Gruppe of a thousand lovers… will claim every shortstack in the world.
Commence preparation for Operation Short & Stacked.
>>Let’s go, gentlemen.