Amaya's eyes bat open and closed..seemingly symbolic of her struggle with..the strange creation...naked sex trying desperately to pull away from the thing as it edges closer and closer...Amaya's eyes bolting open wide as she feels her lips parted..hips starting to shake a little bit more as if it'd somehow get her further away...but..to no avail..<br/><br/>A little groan falls from her lips as she's penetrated..toes seen curling as she tries to accomodate, and not being too wet yet, it was obviously a little bit of a struggle to fit. Her eyes twitch..almost unsure of the sensations herself running through her body..thigh muscles tense, and knees bending inward as if she could somehow snap the thing, even if it were more solid than she. Her hands bang on its metallic knees in frustration..she couldn't just..have things go awry now! What a horrible time to have this thing interfere..<br/><br/>And even though her curse was nibbling at her mind and telling her to just lay back and enjoy things...some sense of duty remained, eyes flaring as she thunks against its kneecaps with her last semblance of resistance..<br/><br/>"Lemme..go..you..hunk..of..junk!"