A Queen’s Turmoil

Date: 12/30/2017

We were in a school trip to Japan and I met the Queen. She was like 14 and hated being Queen. I had to go on a mission to help her by defeating her brother and sister in battle. Afterwards I said goodbye to her and we had to have our asses measured in competition to another class from another country. The class was a group of dark skinned Elvish boys with one white human who kept cracking jokes. They were measured by a dog-man. My group of lads were all human and white. We were to be measured by a Satyr. We had to go up to a weight measurer one by one and enter our weight on an ass calculator. I had no idea how to use it when my turn came.