<div class="floatright">(https://i.ibb.co/5kBrt8r/Hera-the-White.png)<br/></div><strong>Name</strong>: Hera the White (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=349570.msg16426407#msg16426407)<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 23/23<strong>Armor</strong>: 1<strong>XP</strong>: 2/8<br/><strong>Stats</strong>:  STR 16 (+2) DEX 13 (+1) CON 15 (+1) INT 9 (+0) WIS 12 (0) CHA 8 (-1)<br/><strong>Load</strong>: 8/14<br/><strong>Effects</strong>: 4/10<br/><hr/><br/>Hera's first gasped moan and the pretty flush the spreads across her upper body is infuriating to the barbarian. She always hated how she looked when the arousal reared up in her. She was a woman made for battle, honour and glory. But she had always loved to be held down and used. It was her weakness and feeling the rigid, thick member of Claw stuffing itself into her tight back door... She had to make a concerted effort to remain present and do something other than lay down and take it.<br/><br/>Wing's cock jutted up before her obscenely, stinking of something hot and masculine. A part of her she pretended didn't exist yearned to wrap her lips around the hard erection. But she was Hera the White. If these Dragonmen were going to get what they wanted, they'd have to take it.<br/><br/>She growled, dropping her head and then slamming backwards to drive a reverse headbutt into the buttfucker, hoping to dislodge him and get to her feet.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Defy Danger Str<br/>Comment: Come on baby<br/>Result: 4, 2,<br/>Total: 8<br/>Oops.</div></div><br/>Hera's head cracked against the tough snout of Claw and she pressed the point of Foebiter to the ground to lever herself up. She felt the cock slip from her ass with a lewd pop, then heard a loud tear as her tunic tore free. The Dragonman's talons had hooked the delicate fabric and pulled it away like a man pulling down a spiders web. Hera's well muscled body practically glowed, the pale curves of her ass, thigh and back promising strength and softness in just the right amount.<br/><br/>She turned, raising the sword above her, ready to make a strike and the pale, weighty masses of her breasts jiggled with every inch of motion.<br/><br/>Foebiter sang once again as it swung in a steel arc toward the slowly rising Wing.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hack and Slash!<br/>Roll Result: Hera the White rolled: 2d6, adding 2 to the total<br/>Comment: Swing batter<br/>Result: 1, 1,<br/>Total: 4<br/>Oh dear.</div></div><br/>But Hera was far too slow, the surprise of being suddenly nude, the slippery goo and the heat in her belly all conspired to give the Dragonmen too much time to recover and her naked body was all too tempting a target.<br/><br/><br/>