<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>: Nothing<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/>Grinding down on the queen, Thog's mighty resistance rapidly found itself rather overwhelmed by the shear number of moths that had been swarming around. Arms caught by several, slick tongues ground inside but paled in comparison to the rather 'in your face' assault that occupied her attention. Body burning with demanding licks between her legs, spreading and parting her, while another wrapped around her torso were distractions compared to the thick cock jammed into her mouth as she strained.<em>They think they can out fuck me! Ha, there's no way!</em><br/><br/>The stuffing shaft thrust deep into her mouth, making her gag for a moment while she pressed forward to take the thick slamming thing fully with a hard suck to try to clear the mouth out as quickly as possible between small gasps of air she could manage as it teased the back of her throat and delved in deeper.<br/><br/>Coughing and sputtering, the moths swarmed and tugged her arms aside as her muscles weakened as her vision began to spin and the flood of hot cream filled her mouth. The mouth wrapped around her head thrust his hips fully into her face as the warmth her belly and the teasing shaft behind rocked along the cleft of her backside.<br/><br/>Head spinning with the lusty musk, she finally managed to force the mouth off of her head with a stream of hot jizz spit out of her mouth as she took a deep breath. The slight distraction was all the swarm needed though, tongue pulled out from between her legs as the queen made her retreat with the attendants. Thog was pulled into the bushes in the other direction as more of them bore down as she thrashed.<br/><br/>Her arms were pulled to the side as the herm sat down beneath her, pressing a nectar slicked member roughly into her rear, a stretching gasp muffled by another shaft jammed into her mouth while a third spread her legs further and slid into her tongue teased folds. The musky scent and heady pleasure had her fighting as hard as she could to no avail as she was taken by the creatures, groaning around where she could as the pounding continued on.<br/><br/>Those holding her arms felt them slack a little, pulling her hands open and resting a fresh set of shafts into them, jerking themselves off with her hands as she writhed between the horde. Soon the heat of it all more than banished any chill that might have been in the air, cream flooding over her fingers and arms, splattering on her body suit as it was torn away. Seed poured into her body, filling her ass heavy with the sticky cum, belly filled with the protein meal, and moth members spurting more of the musky seed into her tight slit.<br/><br/>With every one that game another replaced it quickly as she was held there, hair matted with discharge as she came again and again, jaw tiring and the ache in her body no longer a needy lust but a strained one as she worked to take the constant frantic selfish desires of the lust filled creatures. Gargled groans and slick wet noises were all that should could make as the ground beneath her turned into what looked like a thick white flood.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Overcome Moth Orgy, rolling 1d8 + 1d6 + Con to outlast<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>10+ you succeed to outfuck and get a pile of 1d6+2 dominated moths, severely affecting the moth swarm integrity.</li><li>7-9 You outfuck the ones you have, but at a cost. 1d8 damage and clothes are a bust.</li><li>6- It doesn't work out. Moth pile grows faster than Thog can deplete it through smuttings. They press her down, remove her from the queen's head and bend her over in the bushes to fill all her usable holes. From corner of the eye Thog can see the spent and well fucked queen being dragged to safety.</li></ul><br/>Roll d8: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=122196) + d6 : 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=122197) + 1 Con = 6! Failure and trigger<br/><br/>Failed check and triggered <strong>additional complication</strong> from pursuing appetites of Mortal Pleasure!<br/>Gained 1 XP!<br/></div></div>