<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Q0l9yVo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><del>Serana Strode</del>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2697354) Josephine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>lv.3 Artificer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/><strong>HP:</strong>24/24 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>Initiative:</strong>1 -<strong>Passive Perception:</strong>14<br/><strong>Infusions: </strong>Bag of Holding, Enhanced Defense  -<strong>Arcane Armor:</strong>Infiltrator -<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">lv.1 3/3<br/>-Magic Missile<br/>-Thunderwave<br/>-Cure Wounds<br/>-Catapult<br/>-Identify<br/>-Purify Food and Drink<br/>-Jim's Magic Missile (free cast per long rest 0/1)<br/>-Hex (free cast per long rest 0/1)<br/>-Misty Step (free cast per long rest 1/1)</div></div><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>It almost seemed to play out in slow motion. Her massive balls somehow surged even bigger, and the slit on her inhuman shaped cockhead widened, almost like a dragon prepared to fire it's breath. And it wasn't a too far off comparison, as a moment later they were both splattered with an explosion of molten hot baby batter. In an instant her visor went white, making it difficult to tell what was going on. Not that she could do anything to stop it, as Muula's corrupted cock was erupting like a volcano, catching the entire room in it's blast. Serana could do nothing but stand there, stiff as a board, paralyzed by sheer shock at what was happening.<br/><br/>When it was over the entire front of her armor was painted white, and a good portion of the back as well. Without a word Serana reached up and whipped the sticky sweet plaster away from her visor, in a motion that would look hilariously deadpan to everyone in the room, though only because they couldn't see the actual look on the Princess's face. However when she wiped the cum off her mask, she was suddenly reminded that she hadn't been wearing her gauntlet or her arm cannon, meaning while most of her body had been spared, her hands were smeared with the stuff. The lack of gauntlets also provided an opening for the sickly sweet smell to reach up through, filling her helmet with the hot stench of frosting. She was suddenly very grateful that her birthday wasn't any time soon, for she doubted she'd be able to even look at a cake right now, much less eat one.<br/><br/>Serana looked down at the minotaur, her brain trying desperately to comprehend<em>where</em>all of this stuff had even come from. Muula was a big woman, but<em>this</em>was crazy. It was literally up to their calves! What possible reason could there be for the body to produce this much cum? Short of trying to impregnate a literal giant there couldn't be a biological necessity for all this! Then again, there wasn't anything "necessary" about this to begin with, it was all Zatash corruption she reminded herself. In fact reminding herself of that fact made her very quick to wash away the cum on her hands with prestidigitation, not wanting any of the corruption to soak into her skin (if it even worked like that). She turned her gaze back to Muula, sympathetic for a moment, and then she noticed her cock was getting hard all over again! "Hey! Why do you get to pretend this didn't happen while we're stuck standing ankle deep in it?" Serana admonished, blurting it out without really thinking of how harsh it might have been, "If you're sorry then offer to help clean up" she added with a touch of indignance.<br/><br/>She turned to look at the rest of the room, and that's when she spotted Ionli balled up on the table, "Ionli?" she asked, kneeling down by her side, placing a hand on...<em>somewhere</em>that wasn't coated in semen, "Are you ok? What's wrong?" she asked. Obviously obscene scene had been quite mortifying, but she didn't think it would trigger a response like this.