<div class="floatleft">Han Ming-Fu (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2318621)<br/>(https://i.gyazo.com/789772ede28173cb214f86fff115c5d3.jpg) (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2318621)</div><br/>When Kali began eyeing Ming-Fu, she took a few seconds to feel that uncomfortable gaze.  She was starting to squirm and stammer in nervousness, right when Kali reached out for her and picked her up.  Frozen like a deer in the illumination of a bulls-eye lantern, she did not move at all or respond for the first several moments after Kali's tentacles encircled her body.  Then she squeaked.<br/><br/>"...aahh eeek!  Hey!  What gives?  Wh-what are you d-do-ooooo-ing?   Oooooooooh...  Ahhhhh.... Oooooohhh..."<br/><br/>The young Tian girl moaned and gasped as she was fondled across her various sensitive parts, one tentacle caressing her perky breasts, while the other rubbed across her groin and thighs, making her go limp as a sack of meal.  All she managed to do in response was coo and blush as she was manhandled by the impetuous Kali.<br/><br/>When Khan winked and smiled at her, she tried to smile back weakly and was stammering something inaudible that might have been a small protest, or perhaps just an encouragement, it was hard to make out...<br/><br/>