<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status = futanari giving in to temptation</div><div class="spoiler_body">In "microbreastplate" with lovely skirt and nipples exposed (AC+6, max +4 dex bonus, armor check penalty -2, 15% arcane spell failure)<br/>(Armor training, Arcane armor training (requires swift action to reduce spell failure chance, included above))<br/>Nipple hoops (AC+4)<br/>AC 24 (touch 22, flat-footed 20, -2 against improvised weapons)<br/>SR 19 (Spell Resistance, miniskirt)<br/>HP 86/105<br/>CMB: 9<br/>CMD: 23 (10 + Base + Dex) (21 against dirty tricks, Naive)<br/><br/>TU = 2<br/><br/>Spells remaining: 6 of 7 1st, 2 of 6 2nd, 3 of 4 3rd<br/></div></div><br/><br/>"Yes!  Good Doggie."  Rayne crowed as her insistence paid off, and the Announcer's sex slave set to smashing the orb.  The half-elf cringed in sympathy as the electricity coursed through the poor thing, and it obviously hurt, but the girl was so desperate for release that she somehow withstood it, flinging the dark crystal to the hard floor.  Hopefully it would be enough, hopefully this was in fact the object obstructing Starstrike's view - not that Rayne had just coaxed an NPC into destroying a valuable magical device for nothing.<br/><br/>The loud, ringing "crack" proved the destructive attempt had been effective.  The arcane archer felt<em>something</em>change, perhaps it was in fact the intended effect - maybe she could have used her magical skills to try to identify what had happened, except she was far too distracted, then far too busy.  Doggie had waited as long as she would, and now she was bent over, ready... and Rayne, though she hadn't been teased nearly so long, was more than ready enough.  Whether her phallus really had a mind of its own or not, she simply couldn't hold back from the inviting, irresistible presentation of the overheated slave.<br/><br/>And it felt so wonderful to sink inside... Rayne had never really given it any thought before, never tried to imagine this... but now here it was, and perhaps the half-elf gained a modicum of sympathy for the monsters that had tried to force themselves on her previously.   It felt heavenly to bury herself, all the way in one smooth stroke thanks to Doggie's eager encouragement... to be wrapped all around by a hot, dripping pussy.  The slave moved, and Rayne responded, crying out in delight, then beginning to move herself... gliding back slowly, then thrusting forward more rapidly, eyes unseeing as she was entirely focused on the new sensations.  Her hands clutched at Doggie's hips - how natural to do, the way it allowed her to push back and forth more vigorously, and keep in position, keep the slave in position, groaning in new pleasure, even grunting with every forward push, her hips slapping the girl's buttocks sharply.   And more loudly, as the half-elf abandoned herself completely to the pleasure, thrusting harder, gripping more firmly with fingertips digging into flesh to pull the two of them together.  She needed this... and her futa-cock was apparently pleased.  She felt a climax building up - she wasn't even sure what that would mean, like this, but... she craved it, welcomed it.<br/><br/>