Every move that Radja makes now risks the entire top floor collapsing into the bottom floor. Her broad, bare shoulders rub against the wood and plaster, cracking and creaking even without her pushing to do so. There is, quite obviously, no way that the majority of the inn makes it through the night. However, a wrong move from Radja could make the entire thing collapse immediately. She quickly works out which are the two true beams to worry about, but then has to deal with quite a few more problems.<br/><br/>The Twin held firmly in her hand is easy enough to get away from Heb, who practically collapses against her bare breast as the assault stops. Once the Twin is pinned against the ceiling, there's a moment of pause as stunned for a second by the impact he attempts to regain his composure.  The thump on the second floor of him hitting the wood makes a loud impact sound, but doesn't appear to have damaged anything beyond aesthetic damage. Perhaps he'll just say still.<br/><br/>When the strap of the bustier is broken, Heb begins to struggle again, trying to catch a grip or hold, but truly just managing to rub himself further between her tits. There's no doubt that the man is terrified, but he's also for whatever reason absolutely rock hard. In her elevated state, there's no missing the feeling of that firm member pressing into her soft tits.  Her arm wraps down around Aleya at the perfect time, the ripping of fabric letting out that Heb's pants have stopped holding on. She begins to fall, but is quickly caught and pressed up into Radja's chest. "Heb, what in the nine hells?!" she screams up as his pants fall onto her face, setting her struggling as well.<br/><br/>"It's... Fuck..." Heb groans out as he clings to Radja, no longer struggling but just unable to stop himself. "If I'm going out anyways-" he shouts back at Aleya as he reaches to find one of Radja's nipples, stroking and grabbing it as he gets back to actively fucking her tits.  Aleya continues to shout up at him as he finishes working himself out on the giantess's chest, grunting with pleasure as he does so.  His hips slap against her breast as he pushes straight between her breasts, her size letting him fuck her tits properly until she feels a blast of seed between them and Heb leaning his body further against her with a gasp.<br/><br/>Up above, Nin has taken control of the situation, the snarling biting attempts from the man to get at her quickly wrapped and put hard down.  "Try agai-" he begins to spit out in a barely human voice before suddenly he finds himself yanked into a position of far less control.  He fights back, trying to elbow up at Nin's face, but just gets caught and pulled back.  A sound of pain escapes him as he tries to get his feet back beneath him, but the little Nin dragging him back through the hole in the wall isn't leaving him with a great amount of success.  Wide eyes peer around as he keeps trying to wrench against Nin's impressive strength.<br/><br/>The look that the futa woman gives to Nina is one of intense surprise, but clearly she's not in a position to do much about it.  In any other person's mouth, her cock would be absolutely jaw popping, the mere width of it enough to make it an impossibility.  In Radja's mouth, it presses against her throat and fills her mouth, the taste of cock and promised semen filling her senses.  After a glance of surprise at Nin, her body shudders as she grabs firmly onto Radja's hair, trying to move in some kind of way, possibly to defend herself, but finding herself fully pinned by Radja's sucking.<br/><br/>Between the bites from the Twin and the growing taste of precum in her mouth, Radja feels strange warmth running through her, the futa on the very verge of exploding with seed.<br/><br/><strong>Delvers, this is all chaos.  The fight is... more or less done, especially if Mirwen's defense holds, but things are getting more complicated.<br/><br/>Oh... And Radja, would you mind making a roll for me?<br/><br/>When you receive a second dose of Diralisks's poisons, roll + Con. On a 10+, you shake it off and your poison level drops by 1. On a 7-9, you shake it off, but your poison level doesn't drop.<br/>On a 6-, you are effected by Diralisks's poisons. You feel a terrible draw to her manor and lust fills your mind, take -1 ongoing to any action not directly related to getting laid or getting to Diralisk.<br/><br/>Delvers, what do you do?</strong>