<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/09/Kashsistersmug.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kashana & Lakashtari<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Breeding Pit cage<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Mini-taur<br/><hr/><br/>Kashana's lashes fluttered. "Nnh." She felt for her sister as she woke, accustomed to sharing a single bed. "My face hurts. Where are we?"<br/>"Minotaur jail."<br/>Even though it was two against one and the Kash sisters were far from helpless, Kashana did not want to be hit like that again. She drew her silky legs back from the minotaur's threats and huddled with her sister. Twats? Fucktoys? Twenty toes squirmed. "I've never been a fucktoy before."<br/>"If she gets to be a fucktoy twat, I want to be one too!"<br/><br/>Lakashtari was still furiously erect from before, restrained along the tattered hem of her skirt by the thong of her underwear. All it took was a little ungraceful scooting back from the minotaur's menacing advance, a little dirty talk, and there it was pushing back the pleats of her skirt, pink and curved and wanting.<br/>"Ohmigod Kash, you can't just whip it out!"<br/>"It's these skimpy uniforms, I can't help it!"<br/>Kashana got so cross that she slipped right out of the sling struggling to restrain her overfull breasts, and showed their captor that one rosy nipple was an innie, the other an outie. Well, maybe Lakashtari had a point. These Academy-issued clothes were truly on their last legs after just a little mountaineering.