Orcs: AC19. CMD26<br/><br/>OOC: Anything is fine Cassy, the main thing is that everyone has fun<img alt=";-)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/>. Also, lets make it that Eurikova found a swift way up the cliff-face... very appropriate for a ninja anyway...<br/><br/>Melee 1: -ive/80HP, AC19<br/>Melee 2: -ive/80HP, AC19<br/>Melee 3: 23+18(rage-temp-HP)/80HP, AC19<br/>Melee 4: -ive/80HP, AC19<br/>Ranged 1: 73/80HP, AC19<br/>Ranged 2: 80/80HP, AC19<br/>Ranged 3: 80/80HP, AC19 (atop cliff, in Eurikova's jaws).<br/>Ranged 4: 80/80HP, AC19<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eurikova</span><br/><br/>“Argh!-mmph!” The javelinslinger screams, as Eurikova's coils close unsuspected around her... she certainly hadn't anticipated being attacked in this protected position... but that doesn't stop the naga's pretty lips engulfing her head, muffling her screams. She struggles with all her might, fighting and squeezing to tear her way free of Eurikova's lips if not her coils... but though her powerful hands struggle against Eurikova's stomach, sliding across the naga's silky, diaphanous garments, groping the supple handholds of her full breasts... she can't quite find enough purchase to pull her head free...<br/><br/>Beside her, her comrade turns, stabbing at the suddenly-appeared Naga with all her might... but the sheer surprise of Eurikova's appearance throws her off, and she doesn't dare hitting her clanmate, the spearhead glances harmlessly from one of Eurikova's scales... then, she corrects her aim, jabbing once more and more powerfully..., shoving the spear deep and opening a nasty wound in Eurikova's flesh... (28 damage).<br/><br/>But that only makes Eurikova coil more tightly around her meal, and her first opponent is quite, quite unable to break free despite her powerful, pleasurable struggles...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Miku</span><br/><br/>Miku's sharp little teeth bite into the orc-woman's neck, Miku's slathering maw dripping saliva onto the woman's head, down her neck. Her flavour beneath Miku's tongue is rich, musky and full, and her squriming struggles, her utter surprise at how swiftly the situation has turned against her, are just intense... her tushy buns are firm, grippable, toned and trained... and now nothing but food, as Miku tips her up and down into her throat... all she can do is struggle, and that ineffectively, as her muscles bulge and mark Miku's throat in the most intense of inside-out massages...<br/><br/>...but Miku isn't done yet, and even as the second orcwoman turns to aid her clanmate, Miku's fist reaches out to grip the woman's head, her claws marking the woman's face. She brings her javelin down, hard, on Miku's arm, leaving a nasty bruise (7 damage), but nothing that won't heal... and nothing nearly so terrible as Miku's tum will do to her... remorselessly, she's seized, and her face shoved deep into the firm ass of her friend, nothing more than a utensil, an edible spoon for Miku to eat and eat with...<br/><br/>...and it seems Miku is keen to bolt her meal. With powerful swallows, the first orc-woman is gulped down to her hips, her bulk bulging out Miku's breasts and stomach... but Miku doesn't stop there, as the second orc-woman's head passes her lips, she continues to swallow and swallow and swallow, barely savouring the delcious flavour with a  few well-chosen licks, as her meal struggles and screams as first her thigh-wrapped face, then her leg-framed-breasts, then her own hips are swiftly swallowed. The mixed flavour of the two women is quite divine, until, gradually, satisfyingly, it gives way to the unique taste of the second, and she, too, is forced in turn down to Miku's tum. That vast internal space bulges and bumps, as both women fight and struggle in unison for their freedom... but though the fate of the first is hopeless, forced down into the acidic pit of Miku's belly, the second is able to push and force her way up, struggling and striving to remain in Miku's throat, her hands scrabbling behind Miku's breasts, making those perfect orbs dance and jiggle, as her desperate, terrified face can just be peaked at the back of Miku's throat, her screams oh-so-faintly heard from Miku's lips...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Jules</span><br/><br/>“Ngh!” Urni grunts, as Jules's blade bites deep... but she doesn't go down. Not yet...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Aviana</span><br/><br/>“I..am rare...I...am not food...” the squirming, struggling dragongirl blurbles. Urni licks her lips. Aviana's expanses of exposed flesh look... delectable...<br/><br/>“A rare<span style="font-style: italic">delicacy</span>,” Urni agrees, slowly, inoxerably drawing Aviana closer, barely even noticing as the dragongirl's sword spanks her arse.<br/><br/>“Stop looking at me like that!" Aviana shrieks.<br/><br/>“Okay,” Urni agrees, and pops the dragongirl's head between her lips. Aviana's flame-haired flavour is... divine. “Mmmm,” Urni moans out around her meal, maybe the most delicious meal she's ever tasted, as her hand slides around, taking the passing opportunity to grope Aviana's pert butt, before wrapping firmly around the dragongirl's tail, hosting her by it, until she dangles above Urni's thrown-back, head, slowly being lowered into the hot wet pit of her doom...<br/><br/>...until Jules's blade bites deep into the distracted Urni's back. “Ngh,” Urni moans, ignoring the blow as she swallows. Aviana's face is clearly visible as a bulge behind Urni's well-fed breasts, whilst the orc-woman's tongue samples the flavour of Aviana's breasts. Then, snarling at the rush, she swallows again, and again and again, tongue barely lingering over Aviana's stomach, sliding across her clothes but not wasting the effort to work beneath, licking down the dragongirl's creamy thighs, until with a slurp her cutely clawed feet are just<span style="font-style: italic">gone</span>, and the only traces of her are the tail dangling from Urni's lips, the slender legs squirming in Urni's throat, distorting and pushing at her breasts, and the great gurgling bulge of Aviana's wings and torso in Urni's tum.<br/><br/>“Mmmm,” Urni moans, as she hefts her axe, turning with some difficulty to face Jules, as her distended belly sloshes from side to side, bulging and dimpling as Aviana struggles. “You'll pay for making me rush,” she licks her lips, “a meal like her would've been worth<span style="font-style: italic">savouring</span>.”<br/><br/>OOC: Double-attack-swallow action from Urni.<br/><br/>Acted round 2: Everyone! Next Round!<br/>Acted round 3: All ranged.