Graphic Depictions

Lifting his hairy, scab-riddled leg to an obscene height, so that the puckered ridge of his quivering anus firmly presses to the tight leather of his swashbuckling trousers, a large, overly-muscled man inhales mightily until his nipples stand point, nearly cutting into the leather-lined scale of his scale mail vest. Giving a mighty thrust of his thews, and with exacting control of his ample, feces-stuffed rectum, forces a reeking, squeaking column of air out past the firm cling of his supple rump's globular, sparsely-furred 'lower cheeks'. The odor, which could be likened to the dying gurgle escaping from an aklash's foetid mouth, washes over the occupants at the bar in a wave of sewage odor so strong that it clings to the soft palate and seems to coat the inside of the nose.