The frozen sims. This is their story.
Anna spun around in a whirl of colors until her clothing changed. Elsa gasped; all that was left on Anna's toned, freckle-riddled body was a pair of crimson lingerie, hanging sexily off her form. Anna wiggled her eyebrows at her sister-lover. "A shneed us ale forbew?" Anna asked huskily.
Distraught by the ultimatum Elsa was just presented with by the redhead, she huffed. "Alaen noops polliwen yoo yop wefranu, yarb."
"Yala bonbarp?"
"Yala gobbarp."
Anna giggled. She loved the wordplay she always seemed to have during these times with Elsa, even though she didn't think she herself was very good at it. She relished the back and forth game of verbal chess, and the feelings were intensified by their actions and (somewhat distracting) lack of clothing.
Elsa decided it was time to stop gawking at Anna and change as well. Twirling until everything was in place, she faced Anna and basked in the look of lust she was giving her. It wasn't just a look; she was radiating want from every pore of her skin. "Tuppew nakkie," Anna breathed, moving closer to the blonde.
Elsa wore a lacy bra- could anna even call it that?- and panties to match. "Ungal narf." Elsa joked.
Anna couldn't take it anymore- she grasped her by the hand and nearly dragged Elsa to the bed. Instantly, the two of them were engulfed in bedsheets. "Aun lowen gogal!" Anna couldn't help but shout out in pleasure.
"Den duila," Elsa replied hotly. She always knew what to say to intensify the already smoldering mood.
And like that, they were off, woo-hoo-ing into the night like the pair of incestuous lesbian rabbits they are.
THE END.