Charcoal Maiden walked sadly into the Forest. Maybe here she would be noticed she though dejecttedly. How she missed 'er claimer, but 'e was long gone. With a smirk she remembered 'er claimer's mate. As she reached a clearing large enough to suit 'er needs she two-beat are it, rustling the plants, half hoping none would come.
(Fine, I'll do this)
A stag, driven mad cantered in and launched 'imself at 'er. Mounted 'er pumping 'is tool into 'er cavern, a tidal wave of seed spilling from 'im as the wrench screamed as 'he felt 'is light heart conflicting with 'im dark side. 'e clutched 'er wither and shoulders as 'he bucked and reared, making 'im pumped harder and 'e smirked for it was to late. After a final thrust planting mountains of seed to ensure a brat 'e tore 'er boa with 'is white ivories. 'e dismounted and disapered from sight.
The wrench screamed 'er anger, a scream that turn to a sob of shame that such a creature could sire 'er only brat.