"...And my feet aren't the only thing killing me," she groaned, putting her hand in her pants. She didn't know about an ancestress put a spell on her vagina; all she knew that last night hadn't done anything to satisfy her horniness. She wanted to masturbate so badly! But she was raised to be a good and proper girl! She had almost never done it in her life. Only, there was nothing else but her aches and pains to think of on the forced march. Even if she could have done herself, all these men had surrounded her…
Men?
To the looks she got from Yao and Ling, she said, "Uh...just scratching. You know how men are! Always scratching. ' Doesn't matter where, or when, or...."
"*Hee, hee* Ping's already ready to see another whore," Ling chuckled.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say he's already seen one," Yao said, sniffing. "That's fresh, wet cunt I smell!"
"Fa, Ling, Yao! I said you're on guard duty! Get to it!" Captain Li Shang barked.
They snapped to attention. But Ping/Mulan trembled, struggling to keep her knees under her. Capt. Li was handsome, but she was gushing so badly with need it was all she could do to keep from jumping his bones. No! She had to think about finding something to replace the rag sopping up her juices.
Chi Fu observed and wrote something more down in his notes.
Wed Jan 11 16:30:52 2006