<strong>Name</strong>: Thogstein Wolfgang Fitzgerald Hawthorn The Third (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg14154975#msg14154975)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Group 4, open<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Semen and silky moth bondage ropes<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 20/25,<strong>XP</strong>: 1/8,<strong>Armor</strong>: 1<strong>Blood</strong>: 3<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/79/a2/91/79a2916544dff17dabe6cc3949922b83.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>Things had... not gone according to plan. The relentless pounding hadn't seemed to ever end, streams of thick seed jammed farther down into her body with every moth, spilled out and jammed back in with ever more as each seemed to want to take its turn or several as her eyes started to glaze over while she gasped for air while she could around the sputtering cum and throat filling cocks that made their way in.<br/><br/>Her body went limp as continued jets of thick cream flowed over her face and body, kisses and nips against her leaving thin rings of red marks around her abused nipples soothed only by the hot fluids leaking across. She wasn't even out of it enough as she was bound before the new arrival, leaking from every hole already as the stiffened twin shafts threatened to turn her already overstuffed body into a semen sluice gate.<br/><br/>The shadow coming and passing away was almost completely lost to her as she coughed and sputtered on the ground, spit and thick moth cream flooding over her as she wiggled partially free of the binding threads. The hanging sticky ropes of silk were still connected to her legs and arms, only loosened rather than broken as she took a few shuddering breaths.<em>U-uggg... f-fuck.</em>She coughed up another glob of the cream as more of it slid down her thighs, managing to stand in what felt like an ankle deep pool with more oozing down off her body.<br/><br/><em>What's going on?</em>The dazed barbarian looked across the battlefield, the absolutely massive snake threatening a... whoever the fuck that was.<strong>"Where the hell is everyone..."</strong>She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, doing very little but spreading more around considering how soaked ever her hands and arms were with the heat of moth cock still lingering on her palms.<em>Maybe she took and hid the others somewhere while I was... indisposed. Right then. Capture and interrogate before she... I have no idea what you do with a plant. Whatever.</em><br/><br/>Using the silky bondage threads as rope, she rushes up behind the snake and hurls a length of it around the giant futanari monster from behind trying to lash it around the huge chest and arms to even things up a bit. She might even be harder to hold than the snake with all the lubrication she'd been coated with now! Advantages where you can get them, she figured.<strong>"SLIPPERY SILKY SEMEN STOCKADE SUPLEX!</strong>She yelled out, bellowing the attack name as was tradition.<br/><br/>Twisting backwards to try to pull the snake away and bring the serpentine to the ground might not be the best of plans but wrestling with a snake was better than doing nothing. Probably. Maybe not. Whatever.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">1d8 = 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=125390) + (1d6) 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=125389) + 2 = 12! Success!<br/></div></div>