<strong>Tagging: </strong>Group 1: JoanieSappho (Anahita),<br/><br/>Traps of the inanimate variety have mostly been cleared. Ground and the shallow pool are littered with remains of wooden spankers, sex toys, and bundles of ropes. Hooves and shoes splash from and to the pool as the battles move. The moans and whimpers of fallen satyrs continue to ring across the battlefield as their still standing kin fight their hardest to subdue and fuck the adventures. Many of them still stand.<br/><br/>Not quite so many of those that chose to face Anahita. Five come all at once, but their coordination is as one would expect from horny creatures of the anus. Everyone of the lil hoppers thinks only about how to satisfy themselves with the adventuress. Anahita steps out from the way of two charging femboys. They boop into each other, letting out a girly ‘Auh’. The girls come with their paddles, swatting air as the wizard’s rear sways out of the way, avoiding them. Futa with the net too finds her throw catches nothing. She runs after it to fetch it for another try, grumbling something about ‘purpel magicker being too fast’.<br/><br/>Another bolt of magic flings from her fingertips, thunking into the tummy of the other male. He grunts as the force knocks him on the butt. The satyr moves, groaning in pain. His trap cock flops down, defeated.<br/><br/>As the fight is about to feel all too easy Anahita gathers energy for another bolt, but as she does magic crackles and spits blank sparks in her grasp. That was the last bolt. “No more pew pew, get magicker now!” Points the remaining trap. He leans forward and roars, charging at Anahita with intent to tackle her down! Rest of them roar in some tribal dialect of the Anus too, joining the charge.<br/><br/>Anahita saw her admired futa bonked on the head and thrown to the traps across the clearing by the sisters. Dreams of getting fucked fizzle along with the lingering effects of the misfired spell.<br/><br/><strong>Four still remain. Anahita has evaded them for now, but they have now joined forces and are all four charging with rounded curls of their horns pointed at the wizard! What do you do?</strong><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Group 1: Pdragon (Sparrow), Lynnette (Maya), Kimera (Mei)<br/><br/>One the other side of the battlefield the young monk is faced with three readily throbbing satyr dicks surrounding him from every angle. Their threats of fuckings remain unfulfilled as the group hesitates. His monologue holds them at bay. Their grip on the flimsy ‘weapons’ tightens as They look in awe as Sparrow whirls his legs and assumes a pose prepared for combat. He tells them to, and all three blink at once.<br/><br/>They behold as he jumps, legs spitting kicks in the air, but as he reaches the zenith of the attack a cock shaped pole punches into his chest. Sparrow is thrown off his feet. “Got him!” Cheers one. All three quickly pile on.<br/><br/>“Hold him tight,” instructs the first as he jumps to sit on Sparrow’s hips. He leaves the cock-pole on the moss and instead pulls down the monks tight little shorts down to his knees. “Eeehh? He is not up?” As soon as the trap has said it he leans down, mouth opening as his eyes close. He sucks Sparrows cock into the eager wet pocket. His tongue is on the trap cock, licking, coaxing it to rise with short forceful strokes. The other satyr laugh, “Haha! Thought you wanted the ass?” The herm drops on Sparrow’s chest, landing her thick hard ladyboner right across the monks’ face. She grins, hands on her hips, victorious grin on her freckle dotted cheeks, face flushed with arousal. The satyr thrusts her hips forward, dragging her erection against Sparrow’s face. With the rise of her ass he sees another lewdly wetted hole at the bottom of her equipment, leaking a thick scent as eager as the cock. “Well, what are you waiting for? Aren’t you gonna suck?” She asks.<br/><br/>“Watch out!” Comes from last fluffy still standing.<br/><br/>A snippety snapping Mei scorpion scurries right at them with a mean look on her face. She rushes over, pushing the satyrs off for a moment. Sparrow feels the warm sheath removed from his cock, air once more kissing his wetted skin. Likewise, his face is freed from satyr genitals.<br/><br/>Mei begins to clip off the ropes, focusing hard not to harm Sparrow. The ropes snap one by one, but as they do three ram horned silhouettes rise behind Mei, all grinning. She just about finishes getting Sparrow free when they jump on the adventurers!<br/><br/>One jumps against Mei’s stinger tail from behind, pushing it against the scorpion girl’s back and pinning it in one hug. The herm’s cock squishes between her thighs and the tough chitin, unable to find a hole to use. “Nggff… I’ve- I’ve got this one!” She claims, reaching beneath Mei’s armpits to grab her breasts, forcing the pincers up in the process. Indeed, she has this one. Nothing finds home quite as fast as nimble satyr fingers. As if to make fun of her pincers they secure Mei’s nipples in a tight squeeze between thumb and forefinger, rest of the hand hefting and squeezing the druid’s tender flesh. The satyr behind her humps up, her face coming to rest on Mei’s shoulder.<br/><br/>“Heh~” She huffs, leaning in to nibble an earlobe. “Where’d you come from silly? Stop trying to help the adventurer, he is here to try and kick us. If you want dick you can have mine,” she promises, nibble growing into a hungry bite. The satyr clearly believes that Mei is just a silly confused scorpion girl.<br/><br/>The cock sucking satyr has already jumped on Sparrow. He has not noticed the monk’s free wrists and seems intent on holding Sparrow down by the hips, leaning once more close to his groin with an open mouth. A drop of pre glistens at the tip of his own cock as it hangs between the thick fluffy thighs.<br/><br/>Unlucky is the third who first shouted for danger. He stood out to face the eldest sister, swinging a penis pole at her as she came in flail whirling. Wooden pole cracked against her hit, catching some of the spike but none of the brunt. The satyr grunts and flies through some of the remaining traps like a skipping stone on water. Rest of the battlefield is pretty much clear barring a few individual trappings here and there are the cliffs of the ravine.<br/><br/><strong>Two of the three adventurers still wrestle against potential peril of satyr cock, but you have the numbers advantage and the two remaining seem a bit slow on the uptake. What do you do?</strong><br/><br/>OOC: Sparrow - as Satyr stick pokes him back from failed hack and slash At 2017-11-21 11:04:12, ANUS GM (uid: 29273) rolls: 1d6 Result:<strong>5</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=110293) You’re grabbling with the Satyrs still, but your arms are free. You can for example use hack and slash normally if you try to grapple them back (though unless that includes hitting them with fists there is no weapon bonus).<br/><br/>Mei - The satyrs aren’t afraid at all and your back is wide open as you cut the ropes. One of the faun has jumped the chance and has you by the pincers. You can’t really attack her from this position, and she has the upper hand. Take -1 forward in moves against this satyr as long as she is on you.<br/><br/>Maya - You actually aren’t threatened right now. You can do whatever you like! However, if you want to rush into help someone other than Mei or Sparrow it’s gonna take a bit of sprint to make it in time.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Group 1: Shilue (Alexander)<br/><br/>A high pitched moan sings out from the third battlefield. One of the satyr girls chasing Alexander stands with her knees buckling and mouth wide open in desperate gasps for air. A huge dark cock of shadows impales her up to the womb. She lets out a sobbing whimper.<br/><br/>“Cruel!” Accuses one of the futa. “You’ll get back twice as bad!” Says another. Considering their equipment it’s not an empty threat.<br/><br/>Alexander finds himself fending off against three of the nimble creatures at once without a weapon he is hard pressed to keep them at bay and nearly finds himself pulled down into dirt. He can’t catch a breath from them. The moment he tries to pull another spell out there’s a net flying that he has to dodge or another tackle hug that is sure to end up in a deep dicking. Just dodging and weaving between them is enough work!<br/><br/>Worse yet it seems that the shadow impaled satyr is slowly gaining control over her legs. With a long relishing ‘mmmf’ she pushes the cock out of her, her lips remaining open, dripping droplets of lewd. They’ll be all over him again in no time.<br/><br/><strong>Alexander, you’re unarmed, which makes defending against for satyr quite tricky. A single dicking didn’t seem enough to keep the fauness down and she’s about to join her friends. What do you do?</strong><br/><br/>OOC: I’m going to say that with your previous roll you’re able to keep dodging them for quite a while if you want (you can roll con to see how long if you wanna outlast them), but without a weapon you can’t do much else unless you want to risk them getting an attack in (this would require some sort of move and narrative way that you can keep them back long enough to cast another spell without getting interrupted by a tackle-hug).