I am really good at writing s***** stories.. and i’m a minor.

It was Crephic IceHammer’s great journey through
Wintertusk – with his great companion and dear friend “Harley”.
They felt the cold hair breeze against their skin as the plane
propelled in the sky. Descending deeper in to a cold, glacial
area. It had been hours before they finally arrived. When they
arrived they encountered Baldur Goldpaws who greeted them in
pride, and honor. He raised his sword and shield and roared
a great cheer. The two wizards soluted him and continued walking on.
Crunching sounds were heard each time Crephic walked over the
soft – yet gleaming snow. Eventually they wandered in an area so
cold they encountered “Frost Bones”. The Frost Bones were not
happy to see them at all and pulled out there Nordic sword
and shield and were ready for battle. Crephic pulled out his
deck of cards and chose the Meteor spell – boosting on the
Frost Bones and doing a whopping 600 damage. Harley
then proceeded to use shields and buffs to help his ally.
This great and fierce battle went on for several hours.
Only then did they realize they were out of spells. The
Frost Bones hit them upside the head with a Cold blunt axe.
The two wizards awoke in a dark cavern with the entrance
blocked off with thick layers of snow. They then looked
ahead and saw Thulkir Battlegloom (the king of the ice trolls)
and realized they were stuck to the ground (the ice was so cold they could
feel their skin trembling). Thulkir came over and approached the two
wizards and said with a rumbling voice “Well, what do we have hear?”
and Harley said “Let us go!” and Thulkir repeated “Ahaha, No! I have
plans for the two of you!”. Thulkir then pulled down his loincloth made
entire of out fur – pulling it down his legs. Suddenly he unleashed a
incredibly huge d*** – with blue skin and genital warts covered in ice.
“Who should I punish first?” said Thulkir. Ahh what the hell said Harley.
Thulkir said “I will go for the weak one first” looking at Harley. Thulkir
started to thrust his body forwards in a way that created so much force and
momentum that his c*** flew straight in to Harley’s mouth. Thulkir pounded
and pounded until finally he climaxed in Harley’s mouth. The c** was so
cold that it drizzled down Harley’s throat and eventually froze – Creating a blockage in Harley’s throat. Harley
eventually died because he had choke on Thulkir’s icy c**. Thulkir then looked at
Crephic and proceeded ripping off Crephic’s warlord armor. “Ah what the f***!” exclaimed Crephic
as he was forced on to a cold table made entirely out of frost crystals. Crephic was bent over the
table and as his stomach touched the cold underneath he was freezing to death. Thulkir unleashed his
huge c*** and pounded Crephic’s a** hole. The force was so much that Crephic’s body thrusted downwards –
each time hitting the table even harder, and harder. Crephic’s a** hole was expanded as wide as possible
and finally Crephic realized that the climax of Thulkir would be so cold that it would form a giant ice cube in his own a**
hole. “YYaaaaaaurgh” roared Thulkir as he climaxed in to Crephic’s a** hole. Crephic was freezing so hard that he
dropped to the floor. Almost humiliated and slowly began to die. Goodbye now, sweet prince said Thulkir as he
taunted Crephic as Crephic began to close his eyes and die.