[So um... tigger warning... it's not that graphic... but um... reader beware.]
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful kingdom ruled over by a goodly king and queen who were fair and just. Peace and prosperity reigned in the kingdom, and the people were content. On occasion an unpleasant troll might creep out from under a bridge to harass a few talking goats, or a wicked fairy might put a sleeping curse on a fair princess, but the world was full of heroes just itching for a turn to set the kingdom right again.
The kingdom had been this way for thousands of years, and did not show any signs of changing, but that was before Jeff arrived.
Jeff wasn't sure how he'd ended up in the kingdom. He'd fallen asleep in his bed and woke up in a quaint little cottage in the woods. Three bears showed up. This worried Jeff at first, but he figured out pretty quickly that these bears weren't like the ones from his world. Sure they were covered in hair, and could growl and make a fuss like a real bear, but these bears were pretty much people. Jeff hated people. He stabbed each of them in the throat while they slept. Then he skinned them and made fancy rugs for his new cottage.
The first neighbor that Jeff encountered was a witch in a candy cottage. Jeff had no interest in sweets, and he wasn't hungry. There's a lot of meat on a bear and he had three of them. Jeff was interested in the witch though. She wasn't attractive. The old woman was warty and a little green in color, but he didn't give a shit about that sort of thing. He climbed in through the window in the night and held his switchblade to her throat. He raped her in every hole, stabbed her seventeen times, and then tossed her into the giant oven in the kitchen.
In general Jeff hated everything about the kingdom that he lived in. He hated goodly kings and queens. He hated peace and prosperity. He hated people who were content. He hated quaint cottages in the woods. Over time however Jeff came to appreciate this world. He found everything he needed to survive without much effort, and he sated his darker hungers on the variety of strange creatures that he found. For the first few months he expected that someone would catch on and come after him, but no one ever did. Before long there were no more residents in the woods. He'd cleared out every wolf and every granny, every woodsman and every fairy godmother.
Next he started on the village. More people disappeared. The king ordered his knights to search the woods and question every wolf and every witch. The knights only found Jeff. They asked if he'd seen any wolves or witches, giants or ogres. Jeff smiled and apologized. He hadn't seen anyone in the woods for a while. The knights looked at one another confused and went back to the king to report that everything in the woods seemed fine.
Jeff decided he needed to be challenged. This world was too soft. He started targeting the knights next. A few stayed in the woods, questing to discover the truth about the disappearing villagers. Each of them traveled alone, and even though they slept in their armor they took off their helmets before laying down. Jeff started a collection of helmets to remind him of each kill. The knights who returned to the castle were dispatched almost as easily once Jeff took a job as a servant in the scullery. Jeff didn't know what a scullery was, but he was pretty sure that he hated it. It didn't matter. He never did any work, just hung out around the castle by day, and by night he raped, killed, and plundered. He shoved the bodies out of windows and dumped them in the moat, which was deep and murky and had lots of reptiles to keep the mess at a minimum.
On his last night in the kingdom Jeff committed regicide... took out the king and the queen. Raped them both first, of course. It's not often you get to fuck a king in the ass or force your dick down the throat of a queen. After that there wasn't much left to do in the kingdom. People survived mind you, but you can't top doing a king.
Jeff fell asleep in a pool of royal blood. He thought he would wake up to the scream of a maid but he woke up back in his own bed.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful kingdom ruled over by a goodly king and queen who were fair and just. Peace and prosperity reigned in the kingdom, and the people were content. On occasion an unpleasant troll might creep out from under a bridge to harass a few talking goats, or a wicked fairy might put a sleeping curse on a fair princess, but the world was full of heroes just itching for a turn to set the kingdom right again.
The kingdom had been this way for thousands of years, and did not show any signs of changing, but that was before Jeff arrived.
Jeff wasn't sure how he'd ended up in the kingdom. He'd fallen asleep in his bed and woke up in a quaint little cottage in the woods. Three bears showed up. This worried Jeff at first, but he figured out pretty quickly that these bears weren't like the ones from his world. Sure they were covered in hair, and could growl and make a fuss like a real bear, but these bears were pretty much people. Jeff hated people. He stabbed each of them in the throat while they slept. Then he skinned them and made fancy rugs for his new cottage.
The first neighbor that Jeff encountered was a witch in a candy cottage. Jeff had no interest in sweets, and he wasn't hungry. There's a lot of meat on a bear and he had three of them. Jeff was interested in the witch though. She wasn't attractive. The old woman was warty and a little green in color, but he didn't give a shit about that sort of thing. He climbed in through the window in the night and held his switchblade to her throat. He raped her in every hole, stabbed her seventeen times, and then tossed her into the giant oven in the kitchen.
In general Jeff hated everything about the kingdom that he lived in. He hated goodly kings and queens. He hated peace and prosperity. He hated people who were content. He hated quaint cottages in the woods. Over time however Jeff came to appreciate this world. He found everything he needed to survive without much effort, and he sated his darker hungers on the variety of strange creatures that he found. For the first few months he expected that someone would catch on and come after him, but no one ever did. Before long there were no more residents in the woods. He'd cleared out every wolf and every granny, every woodsman and every fairy godmother.
Next he started on the village. More people disappeared. The king ordered his knights to search the woods and question every wolf and every witch. The knights only found Jeff. They asked if he'd seen any wolves or witches, giants or ogres. Jeff smiled and apologized. He hadn't seen anyone in the woods for a while. The knights looked at one another confused and went back to the king to report that everything in the woods seemed fine.
Jeff decided he needed to be challenged. This world was too soft. He started targeting the knights next. A few stayed in the woods, questing to discover the truth about the disappearing villagers. Each of them traveled alone, and even though they slept in their armor they took off their helmets before laying down. Jeff started a collection of helmets to remind him of each kill. The knights who returned to the castle were dispatched almost as easily once Jeff took a job as a servant in the scullery. Jeff didn't know what a scullery was, but he was pretty sure that he hated it. It didn't matter. He never did any work, just hung out around the castle by day, and by night he raped, killed, and plundered. He shoved the bodies out of windows and dumped them in the moat, which was deep and murky and had lots of reptiles to keep the mess at a minimum.
On his last night in the kingdom Jeff committed regicide... took out the king and the queen. Raped them both first, of course. It's not often you get to fuck a king in the ass or force your dick down the throat of a queen. After that there wasn't much left to do in the kingdom. People survived mind you, but you can't top doing a king.
Jeff fell asleep in a pool of royal blood. He thought he would wake up to the scream of a maid but he woke up back in his own bed.
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