It's getting to be that time of year...

[Vilmah]

Fippik looked into the viewfinder of his camera. Adjusting the lens, his little tongue stuck out between his teeth, and the goblin made his view crisp and perfect.

"Hurry it up already!" Came a shrewd voice.

Fippik nodded quickly. "Right right, just a moment, I'll be--"

"Stupid goblins.." she said beneath her breath. It was a tall blond Sin'dorei female, seated on a snowman while wearing a red silk bikini. She smiled artificially at the camera.

The goblin frowned and snapped his picture. "Okay, you're done."

"But don't you want--"

"Next!!"

Behind Fippik were fifteen other models. Besides the fifteen Sin'dorei, there were two trolls, and an undead who's decay hadn't done much else besides make her eyes glow. With a heavy sigh, the goblin directed his next model into her position. She was a busty red-headed elf, with long curvaceous legs and a bright pink lipsticked smile.

"Alright, stand on the snowman and drop it like it's hot," he instructed.

Immediately the elf crouched down with her back to the camera, giving him a good view of her shapely rear while pouted innocently. "Like this?"

Fippik snapped his picture. A moment later, a hand tapped his shoulder. "Hey, how's it going?" Asked Tikka, his mate.

"Terrible.. I got all these dumb broads and none of them are giving me what I need."

"Well.. what do you need?"

He sighed. "The spirit of the season! The spirit of the season..."

(To be continued...)

[Vilmah]

Vilmah walked past their cart with a sigh. The smell of preserved sausages was mixed with hot chocolate, coffee, gingerbread cookies and all sorts of other Winterveil smells. It made her a little sick to think of how many animals died so that Smokeywood Pastures could make it's fortune during the holiday season.

"Poor little piggies.." she said sadly to herself.

A hand suddenly grabbed her by the calf. "..s'cuse me, miss. Might I have a word?"

Blinking in surprise, Vilmah looked down to see Fippik. He was wearing a black suit and a pair of black goggles that reflected the sunlight. "..um.. okay?"

"I remember you from last year," he said in a calm business like tone, retrieving a flier from his pocket and handing it to her. "Does this ring a bell?"

http://www.duchessofdork.com/images/christmas2.jpg

Vilmah gasped, her eyes wide with shock. "Oh my GOD!! ..I really DO have thick thighs!"

"Be that as it may.." Fippik continued. "We need those thighs for a new advertisement. These blood elf chicks just aren't working out.."

"I don't understand. I figured you'd be up to your eyeballs in models," she said curiously, folding the flier and putting it into her bag. "What the heck wouldja want me for?"

"Well for one thing, you see blood elves on everything these days. They model for everything from axes to antacids.. if we're gonna make any money this season, we need to stand out, and nothing stands out more in a sea of pink and red than green."

Sticking her tongue between her lips, Vilmah shook her head. "Mmm mm. I don't think so.. I'm only sixteen! I'm too young to be oggled! Do you have any idea how much grief I got for this last year??"

Fippik smirked. "How about we negotiate?"

"Psh," she shook her head. "You have nothing that I want."

The gobling grinned. "Oh no? Well what about all of those poor innocent piggies that are being sent to the chopping block?"

Vilmah's lip quivered. "..piggies?"

"Oh yeah, that's right. Poor little piggies. All of them slaughtered for the finest meat products in Azeroth," he continued. "Big ones, little ones, ones with cute little spots.."

Her eyes narrowed. "If I do this you have to stop selling meat."

"You kidding? That's half of our income. You model for us, though.. I'll give up a pig from the line."

"One hundred."

"five."

"Forty five."

"Ten."

"Thirty."

"Deal."

Fippik grabbed her hand and shook it.

"Pleasure doin' business with ya, little girl! I'll see you tonight for your pictures. Don't forget to wear a smile!"

Blinking, the orc stared ahead into space. She sucked in her cheeks a moment to reflect on what she'd just agreed to. "..oh darnit."

[Broxigan]

(( XD Awesome. ))

[Malorii]

(( hehehe .. thick isn't a word i'd use hunny but .. *patpat* .. i'm kidding.. OR AM I! awsome read! )

[Vilmah]

((No matter how unreasonably thin she is, Vilmah will never outgrow her orcish ancestry. That badonkadonk is her badge of honor.))

[Elek Quentin]

((I recall a trip into Karazhan where she had been transformed into a human woman and couldn't get past the fact that her breasts were bigger... she was practically fascinated!))

[Vilmah]

Vilmah looked at the picture. With a sigh she slapped her forehead and wondered if it would be all worth it.. but the sudden image of piggies running free through a forest made her reconsider. It was certainly worth it.

Posters littered the major cities, even going so far as Stormwind.

http://img265.imageshack.us/img265/503/vilmahchristmaser4.jpg

[Theira Oaksong]

((Very very cute ^.^ m~oo!))

[Kimiji]

((Awesome, pure awesome))