Kipling Stories

Not always was Gangurru as now we do behold him, but a different kind of Man, with a Teeny Tiny Dick. He was strong and he was handsome, and his pride was inordinate. Yet he mourned the size of his cock, which dangled forlorn and unloved between his thighs. He played with it sadly as he lay on an outcrop in the Middle of Australia, and he went to the Little Goddess Fqa. Fqa was thin and lithe, with pert brown nipples and...