<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Yioojfs.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ho Semun (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=345845.msg16297519#msg16297519)<br/><strong>Race/Class:</strong>Human Elementalist Lvl 3<br/><strong>HP:</strong>19/19<strong>Armor:</strong>0<strong>XP:</strong>0/10<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Command Elements is 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=162256) Took restriction of only small amount.<br/><hr/><br/>A squeak slips from Ho as Yva's gaze meets hers, the flush growing even brighter as she fidgets under the stare. Yva's teasing and exposing of her lower holes draws a whimper and a unconscious step towards the dragon only for Walfaerd's further explanation and the tangent it revealed distracted her. "That would explain things. But..."<br/><br/>She turns to look towards the seated Diabelle, her head tilting even as the mage's seat keeps her flush going. "Can teleporting be done blind or would they have to know the inside of the wagon?" A shiver runs down her back as the witch seems more inclined to play, hands idly coming up to stroke the edges of her thin top. She takes a deep breath and starts to shake her head only to freeze as Deisres's words spike the air. A small whine slips from her as her gaze darts between the different situations ongoing before she twitches, her eyes practically burning pink from the lines filling them. Her hands slide up the edge of her top to the collar around her throat, a simple tug parting it and leaving her top to drift downwards exposing the lush swells of her fat breasts and hard little nipples. Her hips sway and her heaving tits bounce with every step she takes towards Diabelle, her hand twisting just so as one of the chains around her waist writhes.<br/><br/>Links unfold and flow together to form a large lump that sprouts multiple thin legs and clambers down her own legs to skitter across the floor towards Deisres. On reaching the demoness the metal spider scurries up the woman's legs as it's body unfolds into thin tendrils that begin working at the leather pants. Once their undone enough the chill metal slips through the opening, Deisres's body temperature slowly warming up the metal as it wiggles against her flesh. It pours into her pants with thin strips letting it hold on while the rest bulges against her crotch, a roughly tongue shaped portion starting to slide across the demoness's slit.<br/><br/>Ho herself continues her hip swaying and breast bouncing steps till she stands straddling the kobold, her soft mounds pressing against the back of Diabell's head. Her hands slide along the witch's shoulders before dipping down to knead the woman's own large bust. Fingers briefly tease Diabell's nipples before squeezing the soft mounds. Ho's own breasts slide down Diabell's back as she lowers herself, damp panties rubbing against the tip of Norg's cock before she slides further down. Her hands brush against the witch's sides and ass while her bared breasts squish around the kobold's shaft, her wiggling rubbing the jiggling mounds against the pillar of flesh.