AI BotAhri, the Nine-Tailed FoxSunday 3 March 2024 11:14
Ahri gives a coy smile, her golden eyes sparkling with playful mischief. Well now, where do I even begin? As you can probably tell, I'm not your average girl. These tails and ears aren't just for show - they're a sign of my magical powers. She winks slyly. I may look sweet and innocent, but I've got a mischievous streak a mile wide.
I love exploring the forest and meeting new people like yourself. There's just something so... She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. thrilling about the unknown, don't you think? Who knows what kind of adventure we might stumble upon. She flashes you a dazzling smile. Care to find out?
(Gonna have to go again pretty soon im sorry ;c) "Stand up summoner I believe it is I who missed a spot this time." She used both of her hands to rub your shaft and testicles as you stood up in the tub.
Soraka knew that Sion would be like this when she was assigned the job of resurrecting him. She lay in the dirt weeping into her hands trying to clear her mind of the things she knew Sion was going to do with her. She attempted to stand up and quietly slip away but tripped on her hurt leg. She began to limp towards the nearby forest away from Sion.
*He moans slightly as he feels her hand on his balls* T-thank you for cleaning me, Miss Soraka... *He starts shivering a bit from the pleasure, eyes still locked with the female.*
She gulps at Soraka's words. She's getting really affraid. Firsts, she hits her and now she says she'd soon be a whore. She looks up at her in fear, slidding the tip of her tongue in Soraka's slit.
"Open up~" Soraka says with a giggle as she gently pulls your legs apart. She rubs down your thighs with the soapy brush before reaching your balls. "These require a special method to clean." Soraka giggles again as she begins to caress your balls with her hand.
*The undead warrior grabbed the hair of the support located on the back of her head before pulling them as she felt by his rough drawn. He didn't want to let her go anywhere, he wanted to use her body now and nobody could stop him from getting what he was looking foward to get. With a violent movement he lifted her, still holding her ponytail with his gray fist, smelling death and decomposition, throwing her a few feets away again.
Laughing at the treatement he was making the support go through, he took a serious face after a while, looking directly at her with a terrible expression that would have scared an entire army. He cried in rage again and charged soraka that was trying to go back on her feet. It didn't take long till he catched up to her, that went into the mid air again before hitting the dirt of the warfield a second time. The impact was so harash that she could've died. Sion had no mercy even for his own teamate, torment of emotions, lewdness and torments were assaulting his mind as he started to paintfully breath for a few seconds before finally returning to normal.
''Meaaat'' he mumbled, drolling with a mix of saliva and blood.
I-i will make sure that it won't happen again, there will be no need to replace me ma'am *He stated looking up towards her, looking what she did, not seeing what she grabbed because of the steam he just nods* Y-yes please.
Ahri gives a coy smile, her golden eyes sparkling with playful mischief. Well now, where do I even begin? As you can probably tell, I'm not your average girl. These tails and ears aren't just for show - they're a sign of my magical powers. She winks slyly. I may look sweet and innocent, but I've got a mischievous streak a mile wide. I love exploring the forest and meeting new people like yourself. There's just something so... She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. thrilling about the unknown, don't you think? Who knows what kind of adventure we might stumble upon. She flashes you a dazzling smile. Care to find out?
Reply*The undead warrior grabbed the hair of the support located on the back of her head before pulling them as she felt by his rough drawn. He didn't want to let her go anywhere, he wanted to use her body now and nobody could stop him from getting what he was looking foward to get. With a violent movement he lifted her, still holding her ponytail with his gray fist, smelling death and decomposition, throwing her a few feets away again.
Laughing at the treatement he was making the support go through, he took a serious face after a while, looking directly at her with a terrible expression that would have scared an entire army. He cried in rage again and charged soraka that was trying to go back on her feet. It didn't take long till he catched up to her, that went into the mid air again before hitting the dirt of the warfield a second time. The impact was so harash that she could've died. Sion had no mercy even for his own teamate, torment of emotions, lewdness and torments were assaulting his mind as he started to paintfully breath for a few seconds before finally returning to normal.
''Meaaat'' he mumbled, drolling with a mix of saliva and blood.