Bits of the potato under her hoof shoot up into the air, leaving wet splatters of blackened goo against the nearest brick wall. About half of the rotten spud splorts under her hoof, preparing it for take off as it slips off the ground and into the air!
"W-whoa!"
The Draenei lets out a surprised exclamation as the platter she was holding clatters to the ground and her arms flail in helpless circles!
The hoof fur you cling to lurches with the rest of the hoof, throwing you off and onto the split potato beneath it. You look up just in time to get a worm's eye view of her big brown backside crashing down towards you!
"Nooo-"
*Wa-BAM!*
The Draenei hits the ground hard, squishing what little remains of the potato into a fine paste on the seat of her skirt.
"Ah-owwwww...Gods damn potatoes of all shapes and sizes! Why in the world did I ever take this job?! I hate being a barmaid, especially in this vile alley filler!"
The Draenei angrily rubs her grounded and sore butt, wincing in pain as she feels up her aching curves. You managed to avoid death for now, the potato took most of the impact, yet you are still squeezed between her backside and the ground, covered in potato goo. You groan in pain just before...
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