Tabula Rasa: Adventures In A New World

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The sex scene contained within this chapter is a bit odd, with Khalia essentially being used as an ‘adaptor’ for Krvavy to fuck Inanna. I’m not too fond of that idea or how it came out, so this particular experiment will just be a one-off thing.

Which means that if you like it, sorry but don’t expect more. And if you don’t like it, no need to worry about this being a reoccurring theme in their sex life.

Anyway, the tags are...

Threesome, Titjob, Tit Worship (to a degree), Nipple Sucking, Clit Growth, Pseudo-Penis / Clit-Cock, Futa on Futa on Female (more or less), Vaginal Creampie, Choking, Kissing (a little bit at end).

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Inanna casually drops to her knees, squishing the soft moss bedding beneath her weight. “Khalia.” She snaps her stout fingers and points towards their shared lover’s mostly softened shaft.

Not a word needs to be spoken for the Were-Beast to know what must be done. “Arwoo~!” She happily howls, throwing herself at Krvavy’s crotch and immediately burying her Draconic Mate’s dick between her big breasts.

“Here,” the Dwarf leans forward, pushing her own titanic tits into Krvavy’s perception. “Since you enjoy these so much, why don’t you smother yourself in them~?”

The Drakling doesn’t even wait until Inanna is done talking before doing just that, mashing her face into those massive mountains. The fact that these gigantic grey-skinned globes are larger than her precious puppy’s pair, despite the drastic difference in their height, only serves to elevate this heavenly experience. The second shortest of her girls is the bustiest among them all... And those behemoth breasts are currently engulfing her entire world, squishing into her cheeks and hugging her as best they can with her horns, both upper and lower, in the way.

“Arwhoo~!” Khalia continues to make her joy known to all within earshot, her still fairly immense mounds squeezed around the Drakling’s swiftly stiffening shaft as she energetically and enthusiastically bobs her whole body up and down.

Krvavy sinks her fingers into Inanna’s tits, squeezing and kneading to her hearts content. But that joyful molestation only lasts for a few seconds before she begins to slowly pull her head back, planting a trail of kisses along the way. Her inhumanly long tongue licks across the Dwarf’s stone-grey skin, occasionally prodding at the yielding flesh with its tapered tip.

Drool drips down from the Were-Beast’s excited mouth, landing in her cleavage and atop the throbbing dick held so firmly in her embrace. That slick saliva mixes with the dollops of pre that bead up at the tip of Krvavy’s cock, getting spread throughout Khalia’s cleavage and along the length of that throbbing shaft in equal measure.

Krvavy’s long tongue twists around one of Inanna’s plump areola, rubbing its nubbed length against sensitive skin as it slowly retracts back past her lips. The Drakling’s teeth gently nibble down on that delectable nipple as soon as her mouth can get close enough to do so. A teasing glint flits across her face, emerald eyes meeting copper-orange. She grins wider, her jaw rolling side to side, swollen nub caught in her careful bite.

Inanna’s every breath is shallow and quick, that serious shortstack doing the absolute best she can to maintain her composure despite the buzzing bolts of bliss rolling through her sensitive breasts. Her once stone coloured cheeks have been filled with a deep maroon flush, adding to the faintly lewd expression that has found its way onto her otherwise neutral face, dark-grey lips slightly parted.

The Drakling suckles onto the teat of her Dwarf, pulling more of that sensitive peak into her mouth. Her long and inhuman tongue twists and turns, flicking its tapering tip across the imprisoned nub time and time again, feeling every little bump that surrounds it.

“Mmmh~...!” Inanna’s pleasured moan shifts into a restrained gasp as the barbarian suddenly bites into her bosom, the pointed tips of those sharp teeth digging ever so slightly into her titflesh.

“Wuu-uhf!” The Were-Beast breathily barks before bending down and, without any hesitation, engulfing the tip of her Mate’s shaft between her plump lips. Her four little tusks gently graze across the swollen cockhead, sending shivers of pleasure down through its throbbing shaft.

An audible pop suddenly rings through the air as Krvavy abruptly releases her Dwarf’s puffy nipple. The Drakling’s mouth doesn’t remain unoccupied for long though, as she quickly pulls Inanna’s other titanic tit over so that she can devour its teat in much the same way.

“Mmm~!” The grey-skinned shortstack has given up on trying to hide her lust, moaning openly and without shame.

Khalia’s firm tits squish against the base of her Mate’s length, slowly releasing that shaft from their embrace as she turns her full attention towards its tip. Her warm and wet mouth slowly presses forwards, taking more and more of Krvavy’s colossal cock by the moment. Plump lips and little tusks slide down sensitive skin and stiffened ridges, not slowing down at all even as her throat bulges around that nearly overwhelming girth.

“Mhhmmm~!” Inanna’s body quivers as she slips a hand down between her thighs, shuddering again as those digits reach their destination.

“Ghmmmh~!” Khalia’s tail wildly thwicks back and forth as her nose mashes down into Krvavy’s crotch. Her throat squeezes and massages the Drakling’s dick, convulsing and crushing as she holds herself in place until her breath runs out, and then waits a few seconds more before reluctantly pulling herself back. “Ghaaah~! Hhnnhh~!” The Greenskin gasps and groans around the engorged cockhead, refusing to let go of her beloved prize even as she desperately sucks in air through her nose.

“Mmh~!” Inanna’s sturdy hand grips onto one of Krvavy’s upper horns, stabilizing herself as waves of bliss wash over her stout body. “Mmm~...!” Her other hand joins the first, slick fingers wrapping around the opposite horn. “That... is enough foreplay~... don’t you think, my Ushumgal~?”

Despite those fairly playful words, that is not a question so much as an order, one which Krvavy is loathe to obey. Her lips remain wrapped around the Dwarf’s teat even as her head is pushed back. The busty shortstack’s expansive tit stretches and begins to slip away from the grasp of Krvavy’s mouth, tempting her to bite down harder to keep it within her grasp. But she doesn’t want to hurt her Dwarf, and is forced to release that deliciously puffy nipple lest she does so.

“Rrrghh!” Khalia’s growl goes ignored as Inanna pinches her fluffy ear, encouraging her to pull back and away from the Drakling’s dick.

“We have more pleasure awaiting us.” Inanna states in a steady tone, having regained most of her composure in those few short seconds of freedom. “So let us move this to a more ideal location. I do not want to accidentally fall onto the floor in the midst of passion.”

Krvavy and her precious puppy look at each other as the Dwarf heads deeper into their bed. Both barbarian and Were-Beast consider giving into their lust, ravishing each other here and now. Khalia wavers first, those amber-gold eyes snapping back down to her Mate’s neglected shaft after only a few seconds. Krvavy bites the inside of her cheek. It takes all of her willpower to move away from that impulsive puppy.

“Khalia.” The Dwarf snaps her fingers, drawing the whining Were-Beast’s attention. “Come.” That order is all it takes for Khalia to scramble over to the grey-skinned shortstack. “Grow it.”

That Greenskin freezes in place, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment. Her amber-gold eyes dart between the authoritative Dwarf and her Draconic Mate. Her ears droop down as Inanna grabs onto her wrists and pulls her paw-like hands away from her crotch. Her blush burns ever brighter as her clit begins to swell in size, poking out of her wild bush of pubic hair.

Khalia’s tail twitches and slowly begins to wag, the anticipation of what is to come overwhelming her shame. A fleshy shaft that nearly matches her green-brown nipples in colour emerges from between her muscled thighs, reaching out into the cool air. Her pseudo-penis of a clit hardly resembles a real dick. Or at least it hardly resembles a real Human dick. It is far too pointed. Too bestial. And too uniform in texture.

The sight of that clit-cock is rather odd for Krvavy. She doesn’t find it attractive, but neither does she find it unattractive. It isn’t a turn on, nor is it a turn off. It just is. A dildo made of flesh, connected directly to her Khalia’s cunt.

“Mm...” Inanna reaches over and wraps her stout fingers around that slightly shiny pseudo-penis, holding it firmly. Her brow furrows a bit. “That’s too big. Make it slightly smaller. Slowly.”

“Mmnnhhhn~...” Khalia does as the Dwarf demands, getting increasingly antsy as Inanna keeps hold of her clit-cock. More colour fills her cheeks as her engorged clit shrinks, the spread-out nerves growing closer together once more, that swollen thing regaining some of its sensitivity.

“There. That is good.” Inanna releases her grip on that fleshy shaft, leaving it at two-thirds of its full size. “Now, my Ushumgal, we may begin~.”

The Dwarf doesn’t wait for a response, quickly turning and bending over the nearest ledged step. Her bountiful bosom squishes into the soft moss bedding, titflesh spilling out to the sides... as does the voluminous mass of her coal-black hair, those long tresses parting around her wide hips as she rises onto the balls of her feet, jutting her grey-skinned ass towards barbarian and Were-Beast.

“Guess we’ll be doing it from behind, huh...?” Krvavy idly muses, before shaking her head and looking towards her puppy. “Come on,” she gives that good girl a reassuring smile, taking some measure of joy from how bashful that Were-Beast is being. “Let’s not leave her waiting~.”

“Mm. Yes, I am not impatient like Thea is,” the busty shortstack’s voice is filled with just the faintest bit of amusement as she settles in place, not bothering to even glance back over her shoulder. She shuffles slightly, thick thighs spreading apart and elbows coming rest close to her tits, hands forming a comfortable seat for her chin. “But that is no reason to give our collective arousal a chance to wane~.”

Unable to resist the urge, Krvavy grabs onto her Dwarf’s stocky rear, giving those grey cheeks a few good squeezes.

A trickle of arousal trails down the inside of Inanna’s thighs, flowing freely from her glistening slit. “Mmh~...” A slightly disappointed moan passes through her pursed lips as the Drakling lets go of her rear. She rolls her hips back, moving her ass into a better angle for what is to come.

“Here, I’ll... help you get lined up.” Krvavy hesitantly touches her horny hyena’s engorged clit, holding it between finger and thumb. What little bit of apprehension that she still had about this whole situation fades away in an instant. Khalia’s pseudo-penis doesn’t even feel like a real dick. Though it is still fairly firm, it isn’t anywhere near as hard or solid as an actual cock. It is far more yielding, almost rubbery...

“Nnhhhhnnn~...” The Were-Beast whines in growing need, rubbing her toned thighs together as she stares pleadingly at her Mate.

Krvavy’s cheeks flush a little as she is drawn from her thoughts, having been idly squeezing and prodding that puppy’s odd pseudo-penis the whole time. Khalia’s clit may get less sensitive the larger it gets, but it is still her clit. Without a word, the Drakling gently guides her precious puppy forwards, pressing the tapered tip of that big and swollen clit up against the Dwarf’s sopping slit. “There, take it slow~...”

“Nhhhghhnn~...!” A guttural groan escapes past Khalia’s plump, parted lips as her Mate’s strong hands hold her hips tight, moving her along at an almost tortuously slow pace. The wild wagging of her shaggy tail picks up in pace, thwicking back and forth quite violently by the time her green skin presses into the Dwarf’s grey. “Tight~!” She lewdly gasps, letting her wide tongue loll past her four little tusks.

“Mhhm~... I was right, this~... this is a good size~...” Inanna shamelessly states, her normally neutral voice tinged with the faintest bit of pride. And a fair bit of lust. “Though, my Ushumgal~... is it odd to admit that~... I preferred your penis more~? Mmm~... The feeling of just its head stretching me to my limits~...”

“Heh, sizequeen~.” Krvavy smugly snickers as she pats her puppy on the back, pushing the Were-Beast down far enough that those green-skinned breasts sink into the Dwarf’s coal-black hair. “You’re going to imagine that I am the one fucking you, aren’t you~? That the little clit inside of your tight hole is actually my cock~?”

“Mmh~!” The Dwarf moans in blissful joy as the sound of a slap rings out through the air, forcing Khalia’s hips to buck up against her own. “Yes, my Ushumgal~! That is exactly what I will be imagining~!”

“Well, it’s hardly the real thing, but I guess if it is all a tight little slut like you can handle~...” The Drakling gropes her precious puppy’s firm ass with one hand, her other grabbing at the base of that excitedly wagging tail. “Maybe, if I’m feeling generous, I’ll tell Khalia to make her clit grow to its full size while it is still inside of you~? And don’t forget about the knot either~! Maybe that will swell up inside of you, spreading your needy little hole just like I did~?”

“Maa-aaayhhte~...!” Khalia whines again, wiggling her rear in a desperate attempt to entice her Mate into finally fucking her. Each little movement she makes draws equally needy sounds from the shortstack pinned beneath her buff body.

“Shh~...” That gentle shush sounds far too smug to be completely sincere. “Have some patience and be quiet~. You’re not a person today, just a fucktoy~. I’m going to use your clit-cock to fuck this horny slut of a Dwarf~. Your hole is just a sleeve for my cock, and it’d better hug tightly onto me as I steer you into Inanna, got it~?”

“Nnghhhhh~!” Khalia whole body quivers with impatient anticipation, growing increasingly tense as she feels the barbarian’s breath on the back of her neck. The soft fabric of her choker, the only thing that she is even wearing, does little to stop that gentle caress. “Yesh Ma-aahte~!” Her obedient response shifts into a lewd bark as her Mate’s cockhead presses against her needy slit.

“Mmhm~... I see that those earlier sadistic urges of yours~... haven’t left you, my Ushumgal~.”

“Oh, shush~.” Krvavy playfully rolls her eyes as she holds the Were-Beast firmly in place, preventing Khalia from accidentally getting impaled on her cock. “I’m giving you exactly what you want, so no need to spoil it by being so smug~.”

“So you suddenly don’t enjoy your girl’s acting arrogant~? Thea will be devastated to hear that~.” The Dwarf teasingly returns, her normally neutral voice dripping with aroused amusement. “If that is the case, then you... would be wise to find some way to shut me up~. Else I will continue yapping~.”

“Or maybe I could just let you drone on and on and on, never giving you the pleasure that you are all but begging for~? Well, unless you actually do start begging for it~.”

“MAAAAAHTEEE!” Khalia’s despairing wail interrupts the banter between Drakling and Dwarf. “MAAAAAAAYHTEE!” Her paw-like hands press down into the bedding on both sides of Inanna, clawed fingers digging into the yielding moss. “MAAYYHTEEEEEEE!”

“It would seem that this poor puppy is suffering in my stead~.” Inanna lets out a dramatic sigh, subtly shaking her head. “Will you cease your delays for her sake, if not mine~?”

“MAATEEEEEEH!” The needy and impatient puppy continues to desperately cry, her whole body shuddering as she weakly pushes back against her Mate’s ironclad grip. “MAA–AAHHHHWOOOOO~!” Her head tilts back in ecstatic bliss as Krvavy’s cockhead finally presses into her hungry hole, drawing a joyful howl past her plump lips. “ARRWHOOOOO–HHMGHHPH~!”

Krvavy can’t help but smile rather smugly as her index and middle fingers slip into that howling hyena’s mouth, hooking onto her precious puppy’s cheek and pulling the wild Were-Beast’s head back. But that simple and rough action shouldn’t have been enough to disrupt Khalia’s howling all on its own. And it wasn’t. That work was done almost solely by the fact that the Drakling suddenly slammed her hips forwards, plunging her entire length into that sopping and swollen slit in one smooth motion.

“HNMMMHHHGHHN~!” Khalia incoherently moans around the fingers in her mouth, wrapping her plump lips around the digits and mindlessly suckling on them. Her inhumanly hot pussy clenches and constricts around her Mate’s length, tight folds clinging onto that ridged rod as best they can, even though her slick juices make that a hopeless endeavour.

“Mmmgh~...!” A groan escapes from the pinned Dwarf, sounding just a little more like it was forced out of her by Khalia’s weight resting atop her body than from the pleasure that she is supposed to be experiencing.

A wet, burning heat surrounds the Drakling’s dick as the entrance to Khalia’s womb kisses at her cockhead. Her heart beats faster as each crushing constriction weakens her willpower. She desperately wants to just go wild, to ravish her precious puppy’s perfect pussy. And Khalia clearly wants that as well. But what Khalia wants doesn’t matter right now. Because Khalia is just a sleeve for Krvavy’s cock. Nothing more than an... an adapter that will let the Drakling fuck her Dwarf.

“GHHHNMHH~!” The Were-Beast’s body tenses with the briefest bit of rage as the scaled fingers in her mouth pop free, but her anger is immediately mollified as those wet digits quickly wrap around her throat, along with the others on that hand. Her every breath grows a little more ragged than the last as Krvavy gives her neck intermittent squeezes, each one causing her already tight pleasure hole to crush down with even more force.

The Drakling’s other hand releases her puppy’s wildly wagging tail, letting it whip against her abs and the underside of her breasts. That discomfort goes completely ignored.

“GHHHK~!” Khalia chokes on her pleasure as a strong palm violently slaps down onto her firm green ass, giving it a rough squeeze before sliding to the side. Fingers dig into her fur-covered hip with an almost painful amount of force, firmly grabbing onto her strong body as she is bent and moved into a better position. Despite all of the strength that she has, despite the fact that she could overpower Krvavy if she had truly tried, the Were-Beast hardly puts up even a token resistance as she is manhandled and treated like nothing more than a slab of meat.

Krvavy’s smug smile shifts into a sadistic grin as she pulls the Were-Beast back up, all while keeping the Orc speared on her colossal cock and ensuring that Khalia’s clit-cock stays inside of Inanna. Her sharp teeth nibble at her puppy’s fluffy ear. The fingers on one of her hands tighten around the Were-Beast’s throat while those on the other release their grip entirely, instead trailing forwards over muscled abs as that arm wraps around the Greenskin’s waist.

“GHHMMMMN~!” Khalia’s tail thrashes in place, pinned between her strong body and her Mate’s muscled abs. Her hips buck and roll, desperately trying to fuck herself on the Drakling’s dick but doing little more than weakly thrusting her pseudo-penis into the Dwarf’s slit.

“Sshhhhh~...!” Krvavy’s attempt at shushing her puppy comes out as a serpentine hiss, her inhumanly long tongue licking along Khalia’s chin and cheek. “Fuckmeat shouldn’t be so loud~...! Enjoy yourself, toy, but remember that this isn’t your time~...! So be a good girl and quiet down~...!”

The Were-Beast quietly gasps, kept from making any real noise by the choking hand on her throat. An intense shudder rolls through her entire being. More slick juices drip down from her occupied hole, weakly squirting past the girthy shaft filling her up.

“By the a-Aahn-ncesst-OOH-rrhssh~!” Inanna’s breathy gasp shifts into lewd cries and pleasured moans as Krvavy begins to thrust forwards, fucking her via Khalia’s swollen clit-cock.

A crushing force clings to the Drakling’s dick, holding it steady as it hardly moves within the Were-Beast. Krvavy closes her emerald eyes, imagining that this muscled love tunnel belongs to Inanna, not Khalia. The constricting caresses are undoubtedly different to what the Dwarf would feel like, but this hole is tight enough to at least make that a believable lie.

“Myy Ush-umgahhl~...!” The Dwarf’s voice slurs even further, her all but worshipful words wavering beneath the steady, meaty slaps of a green-skinned crotch being squished into her grey ass. “You~...! Hhmngh~...! Harderh~...!” The stout and sturdy shortstack soon sees her demands fulfilled.

Choked moans echo through the air, the strong hand holding onto Khalia’s throat – fingers squeezing around a snug choker – doing a fairly decent job at keeping that horny hyena from being too noisy.

Which is very important.

Krvavy needs to hear every little lewd sound that her Inanna makes. She can’t see that woman’s no doubt wonderful expression. She can’t feel that tight, Dwarven hole tremble and twitch in ecstasy. She can rely only on what her pointed ears pick up as she does her best to satisfy this shortstack.

And it would indeed seem like the Drakling is doing quite a good job. “Yesssh~...!” The Dwarf’s head hangs down, face nearly pressing into the padded moss bedding. Each forceful thrust, green and grey-skinned asses jiggling together, sees her pushed just a bit further forwards. Her short and stout legs shudder and give out, left dangling over the ledge she is now properly lying atop.

The Were-Beast’s buff belly tenses, bulged slightly by the hardly moving shaft sheathed inside of her sopping slit. Needy heat radiates through the arm wrapped around her waist, black-scaled fingers grasping at the beige-brown fur found on her wide hips.

Pleasured bliss builds within the barbarian, pushing her ever-closer to the edge. She has already lasted rather long, especially considering the foreplay she endured and the sheer anticipation that had filled her for this past hour, so her increasingly lust-drunk mind hardly sees a reason to hold back. It isn’t like all of this fun will suddenly come to an end just because she filled her fuckmeat’s pleasure hole with seed, after all.

“HhhhhHhhhhhhhhnngh~!” Khalia can’t help but make a choked noise as the first spurt of thick and creamy cum splatters against the entrance to her womb, rope after erupting rope steadily filling her up. Her tight love tunnel convulses and constricts, undulating as waves of ecstasy wash over her. She gushes and squirts into her Draconic Mate’s heavy sack, yet despite that... not a drop of sticky seed escapes her clenching cunt. Not a drop goes to waste. Her willing womb swallows it all with the same hunger as her mouth would have.

Static eats away at the edges of Krvavy’s mind, her hefty sack clenching close as her colossal cock throbs to the frantic beat of her heart. Surging streams of tingling bliss rush through her very being. Her breath catches in her throat, Draconic toes curling into the soft moss beneath her inhuman feet. Seconds stretch into an eternity, time losing all meaning, yet still her hips continue to thrust away.

A clingy massage kneads and caresses along the Drakling’s dick, desperately trying to milk more cum from its length. There isn’t much more that this horny hyena of a Were-Beast can do, pinned right up against the barbarian’s body and forced to move along with her Mate as she is. The cock that Khalia craves so much is almost stationary as it stays within her, denying this poor puppy much of the ecstasy that she would normally be drowning in.

That said... the green-skinned Were-Beast is still enjoying herself. She is still being blessed with bliss. The hand firmly holding her throat provides her a primal pleasure. The tight hole clenching around her clit-cock fills her with euphoria, muted as those sensations may be. And of course the ridged rod still speared inside of her soaked slit is itself a source of rapturous joy.

She is just greedy and wants more. Much like that Mate of hers~.

“Mmnh~...! Mmhhm~...!” Happy and content hums, tainted and tinged with lust, are drawn from the Dwarf as she is penetrated at an unsteady pace, the Were-Beast’s tapered and canine-like clit-cock sliding in and out of her plump pussy. Each firm and directed thrust ends with a muffled slap as the bigger Greenskin’s toned thighs and fur-covered hips are forced into her grey-skinned ass. Wet squelching sounds fill the air as her slick juices so thoroughly coat that horny hyena’s unnaturally engorged clit.

Krvavy is only tangentially aware of the presence of her meaty tail, even as it twists and moves around with a mind of its own. Though, to be fair, she is hardly aware of anything at the moment, having given into pleasure and her self-assigned duty. Her sharp teeth graze against her fuckmeat’s chin, nibbling and licking without a goal in mind.

“Mmmmnhh~! O-oh~!” Warm flesh presses against the tip of that adventurous tail, surrounding more of it’s length as it presses onward. “Mmmh~! H-hello~...!” Swollen lips briefly press against the tail’s scaled tip as it continues forwards and twists upwards. Bountiful breasts squeeze around its length as it curls beneath the Dwarf’s body, slithering through a vast expanse of cleavage and curling up over a shoulder. The meaty appendage abruptly halts its advance, seemingly content with its loose grip on the shortstack’s body.

Krvavy’s heart flutters, the horny haze that fills her head not hindering the instincts that guide her.

She can now feel her Dwarf’s warmth. Directly. Though not quite as clearly as the heat emanating from the fuckhole sheathing her shaft, that trembling toy held tightly in her arms. But with her mind taking a bit of a backseat... those extra sensations simply disorientate her. Deep down the Drakling knows that the cunt constricting down on her cock belongs to her precious puppy. But a delusion forms, feeding on her imagination. Feeding on the thought that she is fucking her sexy shortstack.

Each quiver and shake that she feels through her tail, every single shuddering clench that squeezes around her shaft, the lewd moans, the needy gasps... all of those sensations drive the Drakling on. Her hips buck forwards, driving the dildo that is this Were-Beast into Inanna’s sopping slit as if that swollen clit-cock was her own.

The desire of her two girls merges together in Krvavy’s muddled mind.

“Mmhhy Ushhh-uuHHM-ghaaAHL~!” The busty shortstack’s ecstatic shouts grow in intensity as her barbaric lover picks up the pace, pounding into her as if she were as insatiable as Khalia. As if she were as masochistic as that Were-Beast. As desperate and needy. “Hhaaah~! [AAGN-NCEESHT-OHH-OOHRSH~!]” Her thick and curvy body shudders in orgasmic bliss, her shaky and slurred attempts at speech oozing passion as she so fully gives herself to the pleasure. “MNNHAHH~!”

The Drakling licks across the flushed, green-skinned cheek of her Khalia. Strong, scaled fingers force that precious puppy’s chin up, plump and parted lips quickly claimed in a half upside-down kiss. Sharp teeth and four little tusks nibble at her long and inhuman tongue as it surges into that hungry mouth, dancing with one much shorter yet far wider than her own. Pleasure pulses through her very being. She doesn’t stop her guiding thrusts for even a second, relentlessly continuing on as the Dwarf convulses in ecstasy and the Were-Beast quivers atop her cock.

Krvavy and Khalia are as one. Khalia and Inanna are as one. Inanna and Krvavy are as one. All three share in the same ecstasy, all three bask in the same bliss, all three are engulfed in the same euphoria. Waves upon waves of pleasure wash over these joined lovers as they lose themselves in each other.

Time and time again they are pushed past the peak, individually and as one. Yet not even that is enough to stop them from seeking more.

Krvavy, and her two most resilient girls, will continue until they can go no longer.