It was indeed my mother who invented it in the early days of the war in a desperate situation. She later told me the story about it.It happened during... one of the first years of the war, after the orcs had unhealed their armies of goblins, bugbears and other fast breeding races, but before we elves got our thrall armies together. So the battlefields saw fights of few dozen or hundreds of true orcs leading and giving the mage support to armies of thousands or tends of thousands of lesser facing. . I ... I like the feeling of my Tiddles being shaved but...”Before she could continue Keith had interrupted her with a question, “Tiddles? What do you mean by Tiddles? Is that what you call your girly bits down there?”Cheryl blushed again and said, “Yes, that’s right. We had a cat called Tiddles when I was just 5 years old and I loved that cat soooo much but he got run over by the school bus. When I got older and discovered that my ... my ‘thingie’ down there was called a ‘pussy’ I decided to. He has penetrated me so completely that the knot starts to swell inside of me, as it would in a bitch in heat. I bite my lip and try to relax, and your cock is pressured from above by his engorging member. Now he just lies against me, his body pushing only lightly as my body responds by milking both of you with my muscles.The knot throbs against the base of your cock, swelling more. I am trembling, hoping to be able to endure this, and my tremors become spasms between my legs. I can feel my. A rope and a hefty tree branch helped me get it open. I stuck my nose down there with my flashlight and stopped cold with one foot on the stairs. There was a nest of copperheads on the floor writhing around. I closed that sucker quick and thought for a while. How the hell would I get rid of all those snakes? And where did they come from? There had to be an access hole around the foundation somewhere, and I had to plug it. That's what I figured to be the easiest way to kill 'em too. Starve them.