<strong>Location</strong>: Stony Juncture<br/><strong>Exits</strong>: Windy Overpass (West), Winding Passage (North East), Twisting Ascent (Down)<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Vesna, Anya<br/><hr/><br/>Anya feels the wind trigger something primal in her guts.  Her panties grew damp with a rush of moisture as she felt he knees collapse--her hands caught her.  But soon she realized, as her body tried to correct, she was stuck on all fours.  Her nipples grew firm and she knew there was a desire in her that was only getting solved on way.  Suddenly the disgusting goblins, no less disgusting, seemed the answer to the desire thrust upon her.  Or perhaps simply drawn out of her...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Condition</div><div class="spoiler_body">Anya is forced prone, moving at half speed, until she makes her saving throw (at the end of each of her turns)--however, the DC increases every turn, and the only other way to end the effect is to orgasm).<br/><br/>She is considered Charmed by the Shaman until she makes the save or he causes her any damage (grappling that deals no damage does not break this effect).<br/></div></div><br/><br/>The goblins swiftly kicked away Vesna's greatsword, wasting no time ripping what cloth remained on her body away.  The glowing eyes and razor sharp dagger teeth opened in lechery shone at her in the darkness of the cavern.  Firm little hands groped at her tits, and one took her firmly by the throat.  She was powerless to resist as a pre-cum slicked goblin cock slapped against her face.  The sticky, putrid glaze<em>fwapped </em>over her face and a bit got in her right eye.  Burning stings ensued, but blinking couldn't clear it.<br/><br/>In fact, she was hardly able to close her eyes to blink, much less hold them closed.<br/><br/>The goblin behind her had wasted no time advancing to her loins.  Its hands groped for her holes, fingering her ass and pussy swift and hard.  It was far from an arousing action--just swift and firm.<br/><br/>Intruding.<br/><br/>As the goblin holding her by the throat forced his cock tip to her lips, the one behind her hopped atop her supple hips and plunged down, one hand guiding his thrust as his other held her side.  Pinned by these two pathetic green creatures she was helpless but to accept the spitroast.  Their precum tasted worse than it smelled, at first.  But with time something in it began to trigger an excitement within her.  Her pussy became more and more accepting of it with every thrust.  Her lips were slicked with it.  They settled into a rythmn, fucking her back and forth at each other at a swift pace.  Then they started to thrust in tandem: the back of her throat pressed by a surprisingly large goblin cock as the other burrowed into her pussy.<br/><br/>They had merely been fucking her seconds, but the time moved much slower as it all unfolded in the haze of defeat.  The Shaman's focus remained on the Dwarf down the stairs.