Many are the stories of the Kavlirilion. Others are
deemed true, others not so true. 
Many also are those that speak of the great adventures
and accomplishments of Kavlas Putsabar The Great.
However the story i am about to tell has been lost and
distorted through out the centuries and has never been
spoken out loud because it depicts Kavlas in a moment
of weakness. 
As a true historian I am oblidged to tell it as it is,
and as I saw it with my own eyes.

The tale starts from the point where Kavlas has had
his famous Dick-Washing-Bath, a Bath that saved
mankind from the evil and wicked Pond Civilization
which lived in the very pond Kavlas bathed. Through
the mythical cleansing of his hard weapon Kavlas,
without knowing, annihilated the whole Pond Monster
tribe which at the time was constructing a devious
plan of how to conquer the world and get rid of
Tzatziki which they couldnt taste since we all know
that Tzatziki cannot be eaten underwater because it
becomes watered.....
And the tale begineth...

Fealing rejuvenated from his morning bath, Kavlas
Putsabar emerged from the pond like a sea serpent of
great size, dragging behind him his trusty weapon. By
now, and due to the waters hot temperature, Kavlatron
the Slut-slayer had extended to its mythical size and
stature. Thoughts of elven maidens dripping with
Tzatziki filled Kavla's mind and soon he forgot all
about the magic apple pie his mother was baking him.
He had to fuck.
Grabbing his stuff as quickly as possible, Kavlas
began walking towards the east, towards a village
called ThroatDeep in search for lust and sexual
deprivation. 
Little did he know that at the same time Nostramazos
the powercrazed mage, was following him, sneaking
through the bushes and staring wide-eyed at Kavlatron
the One, which he so much wanted to have for himself. 
The day was moving forward, and the curse of Kavlatron
filled our hero with agony and pain, as he had to rest
frequently due to the , by now, huge size of his dick.
He knew he had to fuck.
The need was at times overpowering, but sense creeped
every so often in Kavlas and he restrained himself
from chasing down small rabbits and squirrels which
were the only living thing around, and he continued to
stride forth.
At last and with gigantic effort he managed to reach
ThroatDeep at sunset. His animal instincts crazed from
the influence of Kavlatron, Kavlas let out a terrible
cry as he lost control and started running with great
and clumsy strides towards tha city gates. His eyes
goggling, his mouth wide open drooling warm saliva and
his hair in mess as he panicly placed one leg in front
of the other, his head hanging forward and his hands
outstreched as if to grab the first hole which stood
his way. In short, Kavlas in all his glory was what
the villagers of ThroatDeep saw marching in great
strides  towards them. But it wasnt the ridiculous
figure of him stumbling down the hill, nor his
unarticulated warcries of lust that terrified them.
Sensing its moment of use, Kavlatrons stature was now
10 times that of its wielder. It stood naked, proud
and loathsome above Kavlas, and so big was its size
that until today, people who lived through that day
swear with their lives that it covered the sun and
smelled with such an intensity that many maidens
fainted from desire.
At the time the villagers were trying to get their
loved ones and flee before Kavla's wrath fell upon
them. But in vain, for the fabled unquenching thirst
of kavlatron was no myth. In a matter of seconds every
woman , man , child, pet, animal and barrel with a
hole in ThroatDeep was brutally raped. 
But such was the need and power of Kavlatron the
Fabled Great Hard the One that still it craved for
more, and it vigorously sniffed the area for more
meat.
Nostramazos, hiding behind a great puddle of cum
terrified would have been in serious trouble, but at
that very time Kavlatron let out a terrible moan and
lifted itself high pointing at the sky. Its terrible
to behold red head expanded and contracted like a pump
calling to the heavens for more. 
So great had it become that it could be seen from
miles away like a tower of sex protruding vertically
out of ThroatDeep and many from villages around
ThroatDeep prayed to their gods in fear upon seeing
the mountain of flesh in the horizon.
And the ground shook with force.
And the moan of Kavlatron became louder.
And volcanos erupted and hot lava streamed like cum.
And Kavlatrons wailing became even louder.
And its cries were heeded.
And the skies tore open and through the clouds of
heaven a womans silhouete became clear. 
A beam of immense light shot out of the parted heavens
behind the silhouete and fell upon the fabled Dick. 
Kavlas strained and covered his eyes in wonder to see
who the figure was. 
And lo! and behold! The woman descending down from the
skies was none else that the Goddess of Cum
Anoixtomouna herself, cometh down upon the Earth for
one more time in call for her duties.
And upon seeing her, Kavlatron pumped its fearful head
even faster in salutation.
Anoixtomouna her mouth slightly open in pleasure to
come, hovering loftily above the One, reached out and
caressed it ever so slightly, and she called forth her
minions of pleasure, for although she was a goddess,
she knew that alone she could never quench the thirst
of the Beast. And millions of maidens shot from the
sky and hugged the column of pleasure, licking,
kissing and caressing it with speed. 
And thus Kavlatron became ready for the mythical
intercourse, its surface oozing sweat from every pore
and upon sensing its readiness, Anoixtomouna opened
her legs so wide that they reached to her ears and
back 3 times. And LO! her cunt lay there like an oasis
calling for satisfaction. 
And so awesome was the sight of her cunt that
Kavlatron knealed its head ever so slightly in
reverance.
And so intense was its odour that all the citizens of
ThroatDeep awakened from their sleep of pain and
looked at the sky.
And it was at that time that Anoixtomouna shot down
from the skies like a rocket of lust and nailed
herself upon Kavlatron with such force that the ground
shook and tore down everything in sight. The village
was leveled to the ground and people were flung
around.
As quickly as it had started, the great intercourse
ended with force and Anoixtomouna knowing the outcome
quickly sought cover to the skies.
Kavlatron trembled and shook finally with pleasure as
satisfaction pierced its existance and then it
happened.
There was a deafening explosion as Kavlatrons fabled
and furious cum shot to the skies. 
For 10 long minutes did the great beast cum, pooring
like an avalance of waterfalls.
And suddenly it stopped.
And silence ruled for just a while.
But the skies darkened once again and people stared in
fear upwards and saw their doom, as the huge mass of
cum came roaring with tremendous speed down as it had
gone up.
And their was a great splatter whose waves of impacted
leveled the forest and were felt a thousand miles
away.
It all lasted for a couple of seconds and at the end
nothing could be seen of ThroatDeep or its citizens.
Everything in a 500 mile radius was covered with a
white-yellow-green sticky substance. 
And thats how the huge Cumara Desert was made. And
Kavlas fled in great embarasment but also in great
satisfaction and never came to that place again...
Nostramazos's tracks were lost for 1 year. He was
again seen in a psychiatric clinic in Ansalon telling
of stories none could believe. 
None but myself who wrote all this down as a
rememberance of that tragic day.

And thus endeth this tale of Kavlas which has been so
curiously hidden in the centuries.. 

Zbarakouak of the Maza History-Bullshit Department