Izusa stopped as the large hulking ogre stepped into her path as she tried to avoid him. She looked up at him, her golden eyes scanning his muscled, large tattoo'd body, naked except for the neccesities of course, was towering over her tiny under 5 foot frame. This was the second large monstrosity she had come across in this land and he was a bit menacing. Her ears twitched and reacted as he spoke and even though when he spoke he seemed quite dumb she didn't want to make him angry. She closed the book and held it in front of her chest as she looked up with a small smile. The images of this ogre fucking her and using her as this "fuck meat" he spoke of made her a bit uneasy as she brushed her firey hair back spoke.<br/><br/><strong>"I am... Izusa... I am no fuck meat. I am a priestess and I am headed towards Jamahrone"</strong>She finished and stepped back. She realized she was slightly wet and parky nipples poking through her robes just thinking about cock, and relating the sensation back to her night with the futa. She was told to avoid people like.. meat and she was planning on listening.<br/><br/><strong>"Who are you big one?"</strong>She responded in kind.