<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/cnTXuXv.png)<br/><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong> Jon Blood (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585329#msg13585329)</td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Group:</strong> 4</td><td><strong>HP:</strong> 20/20</td><td><strong>XP:</strong> 4/8</td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cleric's robes pictured <br/>above, with chainmail underneath</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Armor:</strong> 2</td></tr></tbody></table></div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>“Thou shall engage in buggery in excess!”</em><br/><br/>              <em><del>   </del>So Sayith The Bruh, B:01</em></span><br/><br/>In a brief moment of clarity that Jon Blood experienced, as slender hands crept up his body from the darkness, he wondered if this would be his life now, to be milked dry at any given opportunity like a cow at the farm. Oh god, was this conquest he was destined to secure? Was the mettle of his cock to stand trial against the Anus' inhabitants? Perhaps this was the way. Nobody said the path of true faith was an easy one.<br/><br/>As the moth ladies began to attach themselves to him<del>   </del>like moths to the flame, you could say<del>   </del>he couldn't help but utter a laugh when the tallest and most well-endowed of the assailants addressed him.<strong>"Ha! Perhaps you are right, little bug. Come then, and I'll fill you with pollen until it overflows from that thirsty mouth of yours!"</strong>A bold retort as the cleric decided to tackle this challenge head-on.<br/><br/>The glow of his veins seemed to grow just a little brighter as a smirk spread across his thin lips. He started off with the one practically humping his leg, reaching down to stroke her head. Moving his fingers, he then caressed her face, moving across her cheek and towards her little mouth. With his fingertips he pried her lips apart, dipping them into her mouth, its moistness tingling his nerve-ends. His other hand slapped itself in place on the firm rear of the tallest moth, pulling her against his side as she continued to grasp his cock, having himself a little fun fondling that ass before sliding his digits further down, teasing the fluffy bits.<br/><br/><strong>"Well then, who wants to get <em>pollinated</em> first?"</strong>he asked.