<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Kr35QbB.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Sparrow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585650#msg13585650)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Group 1<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>kitty outfit  (https://i.imgur.com/2pQV6ID.jpg)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>HP- 20/20    Flow- 0   XP- 6/9  Effects-<br/><hr/><br/>Dangling from the rope and still heavily weakened, Sparrow could do little but watch as Anahita set the monstrous witch alight with sadistic glee, the boy looking away and cringing as she went screaming off the side of the canopy, "That was hardly necessary Ana, she wasn't a threat anymore..." the boy chided, clearly not approving of the sorceress's methods. Granted one could easily argue that if Ana hadn't killed her she would have just come back to torment them later, but the assistance they were receiving from the mature huntress, who he was now learning was named Eleanor, was proof that not every enemy had to be snuffed out without mercy.<br/><br/>Shaking his head he turned to their new companion, offering her a grateful smile, "Thanks Eleanor, we couldn't have done it without your help..." he cooed, beaming up at the motherly adventurer, "and yes, I understand, but hopefully in the future you'll be willing to give diplomacy more of a chance before jumping straight to conflict" he murmured softly. Actually he would have appreciated at least<em>some </em>form of apology, given the lengths they tried to go to avoid the fight all together.<br/><br/>When the question of his condition came up the boy blushed, his breaths still a bit ragged after the legendary reaming he had received, his legs still mostly jelly, the lithe boy having to slump against his thick grape mommy to keep himself upright, "I am...fine...for the most part. It wasn't exactly the way I wanted to relieve my chastity, but there's not much I can do about it now. I think my pride hurts more than anything...though does one always feel so drained after intercourse? Most of my body feels numb, and the parts that don't instead ache and throb" the boy asked, obviously having no extensive knowledge or experience with sex of any kind, much less violent tentacle rape. In particular his shadow glazed donut was still quivering and sore, having gone from air tight to gaping in brutal fashion. However while he may not admit it out loud, there<em>was</em>something oddly<em>satisfying</em>about the little aches running up his body. As if all of that pent up energy inside him (especially over the past week) had finally been released, leaving him with a cozy feeling of emptiness...though at the same time he felt a strange urge to have that same emptiness filled again.<br/><br/>Before the monk could continue pondering the strange new sensations running through his body, his attention was again turned outward, particularly to his complete nakedness, "Gah! Oh carrot sticks..." he muttered, reaching down to cover his junk. The asskini hadn't provided much coverage in the first place, but now all two strings that comprised the outfit were snapped and tattered, the gilded butt plug having been tossed aside by the invading tendrils when they carried out their lewd work, leaving the monk completely exposed. It was only then that Sparrow noticed the predatory edge in Eleanor's voice, along with the rather dubious trail her hand was making down his body. And while she may have had a mature, motherly visage, she made it clear she was much more interested in being a "mommy" as she sunk her fingers into the sensitive bubble of Sparrow's butt, "Nnmm!" the boy mewled, his body still too sensitive to hold back the startled moan, and for a brief second her offer sounded very tempting, even the bit about being tied up.<br/><br/>Sparrow quickly regained his senses though, gently pulling himself away from Eleanor, face a flustered mess, "Umm, actually I do still have some clothes of my own" he explained, reaching into his pack and producing the cat outfit he had gotten from the mansion, "although to be honest I'd rather a bath before getting changed..." he mewled, holding the outfit up infront of himself like a sheet to mask his nudity, "as for your offer...I'm not sure, I hadn't even considered returning to the surface so soon, but..." he turned his gaze back to Anahita, the only member of their initial team besides himself still around. They had tackled the Anus with gusto, and it had absolutely torn them to shreds. Perhaps it would be wise to go back, if only to regroup and get some proper rest, "perhaps you do have a point..." he mused, giving Ana a questioning glance, as if to ask for her own input on the matter.<br/><br/>Suddenly a thought came to mind and his attention turned to Moth, the boy rushing over to her side on wobbly legs, "Moth! You're ok right?" he cooed, worrying over the altered adventuress, running a hand across her cheek and clinging tightly to her, "Eleanor...you mentioned you'd be able to get us back into the city, even without tags right? Well our friend here was kidnapped by a wizard and forcefully transformed into her new body. She's lost her tags and even worse her memories. Do you think you'd be able to get her out as well? More importantly do you know of anyone who might be able to help her recover her identity?" he asked, a resolute look on his face. Regardless of whether they were fit to carry on, he wanted to make sure she would be safe and taken care of, and Eleanor seemed like their best ticker to actually getting the girl back out of the Anus safely.