Upon feeling the strange sensation of something big and hairy trying to find its way between her legs, the sharp claws brushing against her skin and the padded toe pushing against her exposed womanhood, Ana moved her chair instantly backwards. Her lustfilled haze of desire and comfortable warmth was removed quite instantly upon the repulsion of the knowledge of the audacity of this worgen invading her private parts. She had been wanting the gentle touch and slender fingers of the elven woman to tickle her tense little nub, not a foot the size of her underarm trying to wriggle its way between her legs.<br/><br/><b>''What made you think you could do that!''</b><br/><br/>Ana screamed the words out loud, her face red flustered and her hair falling in tangled curls around her face as she almost spit out the words with a raging fury. She knew Ophedia had put a spell on her desires, and at this very moment she did not want anything more then rip the worgens throat out. He had invaded her, defiled her, touched her in her private parts were no man had ever been. The succubus could see a disaster forming inside of the petty little priest and swayed her way quite quickly into the tables direction. Without any words said she took the trembling enraged girl in her arms and curled her tail with a cooing noise around Ana's waist. The long slender red fingers of the red-skinned beauty slipped underneath the deep hem of the priestess robe and started to play gently with the hardened nipple of the girls breast. Ana could not help but close her eyes at the sensation of the hot fingers playing teasingly with her sensitive skin, as she moaned words of encouragement to her girlfriend.<br/><br/>Ophedia looked at the worgen and shook her head with a smile playing on her lips,<br/><br/><b><span style="color: red">''Seems like we've found a wolf that doesn't know how to catch some pussy around here. Maybe a few lessons in subtlety and seduction could be in order?''</span></b><br/><br/>Ophedia took the now subdued girl with her and placed her rather demonstratively on a barstool in front of Walter.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: red">''Watch this one for a while, before anyone tries to anger her again. I've enhanced her emotions for a while now, so she's very susceptible to almost anything''</span></b><br/><br/>Ophedia winked towards her master and turned on her heels with a big flask of ale to refill the empty mugs in the tavern. Finally after her round she found the troll sitting in the far end of the bar, his legs spread and a beautifully throbbing thick manhood resting against his abdomen just asking to be licked. The red-skinned succubus could feel her own loins burn with desire now, just the look of the little dribble of precum oozing out of the slit in the engorged crown made her want to drop to her knees and beg the man to let her lick his pride and joy.<br/><br/>Instead she refilled his mug and watched him with eyes filled with lust and desire, her tail swaying from side to side like an overexcited puppy looking at a ball to be trown.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: red">''Anything else you would like sir?''</span></b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>