<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rqPckrg.png)</div><strong>Naomi Hallsdottir (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299038.msg14627370#msg14627370)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Were-futa-wolf Mode</div><div class="spoiler_body">Naomi puts on the Cursed Ring of the Beast!<br/>The wearer of the ring has Dr 5/silver and is under the effect of a barbarian rage, functioning as the class ability with the following exceptions:<br/>-The duration of the rage is infinite, as long as the ring is worn.<br/>-The ring transforms it's user into a futa-werewolf, mechanically this also grants two claw and one bite attack as natural attacks, which can be used in place of ordinary weapon attacks.<br/>-The wearer of the ring loses self control, unable to make rational decisions or remove the ring themselfs until they've satiated their primal desires. This manifests itself as an overwhelming urge to fuck the nearest humanoid the wearer of the ring could be attracted to, highest charisma wins if in doubt.<br/>Once these urges are sated the wearer regains control until they finish their next long rest...</div></div><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone, but Serra especially so!<br/><br/>Naomi froze up when she put the ring on her finger, her body trembling with tension like a coiled spring ready to be released at the slightest trigger. Her hair darkened into a reddish brown and lengthened into a luxurious curtain that fell down to her waist, while her hat was pushed off her head by a pair of fuzzy triangular ears that perked up above her head. Fingernails lengthened and sharpened into claws, as did teeth likewise morphed into fangs, while her eyes reddened with cunning and viciousness behind them. There was a ripping sound as her pants tore apart, unable to constrain the new lengths growing beneath them. Behind her was a long wolven tail which swished back and forth hungrily, while in the front her clit engorged, gaining length and girth until it was a member - not just any plain old human cock either, but an awe-inspiring canine specimen of deep scarlet.<br/><br/>She raised her head and howled to the roof, letting some of the built-up tension out. When she spoke after that, her voice was lower, a husky lust-laden growl. "Hear the howl of Fenrir, the Wolf of Ragnarok! It is the time of axe and sword, the time to pillage, burn, and my favourite... ravish!" Like a ravenous wolf, drooling at the mouth for meat... that was how Naomi's futa-canine cock dripped pre-cum onto the floor. She looked around at all the highly fuckable women arrayed around her, ripe for the picking... alas that she only had one cock to do one of them at a time. There was still plenty built-up and backed-up within her, and nothing short of dumping her load into a freshly pounded snatch would satiate her desires.<br/><br/>She sniffed the air, smelling something enticing... coming from Serra's direction! Eyes fixed on her would-be prey, she stalked towards the woman with purpose...