commission – Page 2 – Salty Tea Club

March 7, 2019March 8, 2019

Dark World Bunnies

The sounds of a world changed was what Zelda awoke to. She felt groggy and confused as she rose up to her feet. Her dress still clung to her body, but everything about it just felt a tad odd. Her body just felt so strange, but she couldn’t quite place the feeling. “Link… everyone…” She took in her surroundings.

Up above her pretty blonde head were trees tall and thick with greenery. They were ancient forest sentinels untouched for hundreds of years. Their gnarly branches were dipped at the ends in bountiful bunches of thick leaves, broad stars of green. Zelda took a few steps amongst these timber giants, pressing her hand against the bark of a tree.

February 13, 2019February 18, 2019

Dragon Date at Dragon Stone

Dragon Date at The Dragon Stone Mall

Dragon Stone was a fucking metal name for a mall. No wonder Sabrith could appreciate it so much. It was objectively impossible to deny the appeal of a mall with a more fantasy oriented name. She always wondered where exactly it was that the name came for the mall. The city had a few others and they all had the usual names one would expect. *Insert City Name Here* Shopping Centre/Mall/etc. But Dragon Stone broke the mold, which was probably for the best since it wasn’t the only mall in town.

January 22, 2019February 18, 2019

A Trip To A Swamp II

Previous Part: https://saltytea.club/2019/01/a-trip-to-a-swamp

Drip, drop, drip. It was probably the most painful five feet she had ever walked in her whole second coming. Orphelia could feel the sensation of the writhing slugs in her nuts as she followed the shapely mage back into her home. It was certainly bizarre, and Orphelia could muse on it all night, and come up with a dozen observations about the plethora of eye catching things she saw just on the walk to the chamber pot in the backroom, but these slugs were hell bent on making her cock dribble like a wounded beast.

January 22, 2019February 18, 2019

A Trip To A Swamp

Next Part: https://saltytea.club/2019/01/a-trip-to-a-swamp-ii

Gold coins were pretty little things. They glimmered in torch light. They were heavy in the hand in juuust the right way. Nothing felt quite like that, and not a thing could do all they did. You could be the best farmer in the world, but eventually you’re going to find something that no amount of carrots can afford. Orphelia’s healthy interest in keeping a steady flow of gold kept her going and doing the oddest things that she would never willingly do for much of anything else. When it came to slaying beasts, and cashing in on their sliced off heads, Orphelia was an expert.

January 10, 2019February 18, 2019

Stable Job (Commission)

Stable Job

How long had she been standing there? Lana was suddenly aware of just how long she had been staring at the golden knob of the door. How long have I been standing here…? She thought. In her hand was a tray, a tray with a pot of tea and two cups, as per Cecille’s requests. Lana was garbed in the customary maid uniform, a frilly affair done up with fine fabrics and an apron, her hair blue and short with two perky cat ears atop it. Her tail swayed, moving her broad skirt around as she pondered.