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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 01:46, 9 April 2020</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l26">Line 26:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 26:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>With her body no longer slowed down by the muscle relaxants, Eira redoubles her efforts, eager to take her continuously growing need out on Kiyo and the one who subjected her to this torture, Mira. Slamming her hips and tentacles into every one of the two&#39;s holes save for the taur&#39;s mouth, /wanting/ to hear more of her moans and screams of pleasure. The cowgirl continues to pant heavily and grunt as her feral mind is wracked with a continuously growing pleasure, spending what feels like eternity pumping, fucking, and shoving her 10 breeding tools into the two breeder&#39;s depths until her hips begin to hurt from the continuous use, she slowly feels the drug leave her system her thoughts only focused on release that finally comes. </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>With her body no longer slowed down by the muscle relaxants, Eira redoubles her efforts, eager to take her continuously growing need out on Kiyo and the one who subjected her to this torture, Mira. Slamming her hips and tentacles into every one of the two&#39;s holes save for the taur&#39;s mouth, /wanting/ to hear more of her moans and screams of pleasure. The cowgirl continues to pant heavily and grunt as her feral mind is wracked with a continuously growing pleasure, spending what feels like eternity pumping, fucking, and shoving her 10 breeding tools into the two breeder&#39;s depths until her hips begin to hurt from the continuous use, she slowly feels the drug leave her system her thoughts only focused on release that finally comes. </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>With the dam finally broken, her knots inflate and her cocks and tentacles unleash her pent up need in the form of hundreds, even thousands of gallons of cum into Mira and Kiyo, every throb making the haze covering her mind clear as another load is shot out. Eira stands there in convulsing, throbbing bliss as she gets her needed break, feeling her heavy sack empty out.</div><br> <br><div title="Kiyoharu">Kiyoharu just lays there with a slowly less and less coherent expression on their face as the hour passes. They finally cum as they feel themselves being filled in all three of their holes, and their eyes roll back a little. They might be out of it for a while...</div></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>With the dam finally broken, her knots inflate and her cocks and tentacles unleash her pent up need in the form of hundreds, even thousands of gallons of cum into Mira and Kiyo, every throb making the haze covering her mind clear as another load is shot out. Eira stands there in convulsing, throbbing bliss as she gets her needed break, feeling her heavy sack empty out.</div><br> <br><div title="Kiyoharu">Kiyoharu just lays there with a slowly less and less coherent expression on their face as the hour passes. They finally cum as they feel themselves being filled in all three of their holes, and their eyes roll back a little. They might be out of it for a while...</div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">[[Category:RPLogs]]</ins></div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 01:46, 9 April 2020</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l22">Line 22:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 22:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Feeling her last vestige of control slip from her mental grasp, Eira eyes the two women&#39;s needy cunts lustily, panting harder and harder as she stares, her rock hard members and soaked cunt dripping onto Vetu below. She saddles up closer behind the wide flank, her equine cocks pressing against one of Mira&#39;s and Kiyo&#39;s cunts each as a group of tentacles grow from the back of the more feral-minded woman, their bulbous heads lining up with the rest of Mira&#39;s unoccupied lower entrances and with Kiyo&#39;s Mouth and ass, the other 3 tentacles wrap around each of the cowgirl&#39;s cocks, giving them a more screw-like shape and the last, lines up with her own throat. </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Feeling her last vestige of control slip from her mental grasp, Eira eyes the two women&#39;s needy cunts lustily, panting harder and harder as she stares, her rock hard members and soaked cunt dripping onto Vetu below. She saddles up closer behind the wide flank, her equine cocks pressing against one of Mira&#39;s and Kiyo&#39;s cunts each as a group of tentacles grow from the back of the more feral-minded woman, their bulbous heads lining up with the rest of Mira&#39;s unoccupied lower entrances and with Kiyo&#39;s Mouth and ass, the other 3 tentacles wrap around each of the cowgirl&#39;s cocks, giving them a more screw-like shape and the last, lines up with her own throat. </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>With all her breeding tools ready, Eira plunges herself into the waiting entrances, her cocks shifting and growing just enough to delightfully stretch the depths they enter, her tentacles pushing in at the same time and wriggling as they move deeper, thrashing around the moist tunnels.</div><br> <br><div title="Kiyoharu">Kiyoharu is weakened by the venom. They shiver and gasp as Eira picks them up, apparently quite sensitive *everywhere* now. Then they give a loud moan as they feel the cock against their cunt, along with tentacles at their mouth and ass. They shudder hard as all of the tools go in, filling them in all their holes. Yet despite feeling like they should be cumming, they don&#39;t. Instead the feeling just keeps building.</div><br> <br><div title="Lila">Lila&#39;s head, amidst all the scents, fluids, and various influences, looks down at the feral fox and Miranai&#39;s cocks, one still free for use. She bites her lower lip and rubs her thighs together, heat between her legs still raging despite the load dripping free from her. &quot;I really shouldn&#39;t, but... I c-can&#39;t think of anything else but getting fucked,&quot; she argues with herself before getting down on all fours, positioning herself above the feral dragon. She pushes herself back onto Miranai&#39;s free length, a heated lowing moan escaping her lips. &quot;Aaah, f-fuck, I need this,&quot; she moans in pleasure.</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur was almost cumming just from drinking those different milks, and now he was squished in that giantess&#39; huge cleavage! The poor boy simply had no way to control himself and ended up cumming as soon as he was picked up, spraying load after hefty load of thick and virile male seed inside his soft confinement, making a mess all over Lylie&#39;s breasts and his own furs. The way he kept thrusting and rubbing himself on her silky demon skin, his orgasm would once more last for a while, just the perfect opportunity to get that cat cum anywhere else she wanted! &quot;Ahh! Ahh!! Mi-Miss!! Ooooohh~, I wanna fuck! I wanna fuck so bad!!&quot;</div></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>With all her breeding tools ready, Eira plunges herself into the waiting entrances, her cocks shifting and growing just enough to delightfully stretch the depths they enter, her tentacles pushing in at the same time and wriggling as they move deeper, thrashing around the moist tunnels.</div><br> <br><div title="Kiyoharu">Kiyoharu is weakened by the venom. They shiver and gasp as Eira picks them up, apparently quite sensitive *everywhere* now. Then they give a loud moan as they feel the cock against their cunt, along with tentacles at their mouth and ass. They shudder hard as all of the tools go in, filling them in all their holes. Yet despite feeling like they should be cumming, they don&#39;t. Instead the feeling just keeps building.</div><br> <br><div title="Lila">Lila&#39;s head, amidst all the scents, fluids, and various influences, looks down at the feral fox and Miranai&#39;s cocks, one still free for use. She bites her lower lip and rubs her thighs together, heat between her legs still raging despite the load dripping free from her. &quot;I really shouldn&#39;t, but... I c-can&#39;t think of anything else but getting fucked,&quot; she argues with herself before getting down on all fours, positioning herself above the feral dragon. She pushes herself back onto Miranai&#39;s free length, a heated lowing moan escaping her lips. &quot;Aaah, f-fuck, I need this,&quot; she moans in pleasure.</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur was almost cumming just from drinking those different milks, and now he was squished in that giantess&#39; huge cleavage! The poor boy simply had no way to control himself and ended up cumming as soon as he was picked up, spraying load after hefty load of thick and virile male seed inside his soft confinement, making a mess all over Lylie&#39;s breasts and his own furs. The way he kept thrusting and rubbing himself on her silky demon skin, his orgasm would once more last for a while, just the perfect opportunity to get that cat cum anywhere else she wanted! &quot;Ahh! Ahh!! Mi-Miss!! Ooooohh~, I wanna fuck! I wanna fuck so bad!!&quot;<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"></div><br> <br><div title="Miranai">Miranai was feeling so... so close herself. It was... so good... so so good... her breasts were all tapped and the taps left open, her cocks were being sucked, being fucked, an ass was on one, she had all three of her cunts filled, her ass... everything was playing on her, pushing on her.. then... she couldn&#39;t hold it! She couldn&#39;t keep it in! She SCREAMED! LOUD! SO loud it threatened to break all the glass in the room! Milk SURGES from her tits, POURING everywhere as the let down reflex triggers through her. Then... there was the cum. There was so much of it. So very much of it! MILLIONS of gallons! RUSHING to be free from her and trapped in Lila and Vetu! She couldn&#39;t stop screaming, her cunts and ass squeezing on Eira over and over again, the tendrils they put into her. So much... SO MUCH leaving her, pleasuring her. It wasn&#39;t that she passed out, but her whole world turned to white, and later, she found she couldn&#39;t remember much of what happened after...</div><br> <br><div title="Booker">Booker pulls his cock free from Vetu and slides out from underneath. He glanced back and forth to find something else to dump his seed in. He gritted his teeth with the aching of lust. His eyes flicking through the room as he frantically looked. His cock dripping with cum and a white smear over his crotch from Vetu. He shuddered as he idly stroked himself.</div><br> <br><div title="Lylie">Lylie giggles, having her chest full of cum was such a delight. She looks at the sweet little cat, eyes still full of lust. &quot;I can grant that wish easily!&quot; Again, she wraps her tail around the feline body and quickly puts him at the same height as her cunts. She presses the feline body against hers, engulfing the oversized cock in one of her cunts and tightening also her grasp over it to prevent it from removing. She slowly releases the grip of her tail to bend it under Arthur&#39;s body, allowing him to rest on it while she is being fucked. In the meanwhile, the giantess succubus licks the cum spreading on her breasts, cleaning it as much as she could.</div><br> <br><div title="Vetu">Vetu just lays there now, he can&#39;t move at all due to his oversized belly and his incredibly large arousal. He grunts then coos then purrs in a crazy mixture or arousal and cum. He starts tu mumble under his breath and through his constant belching &quot;maple.. palewood forest.. my home, send me there.. as his head moves from side to side, still too highly aroused from it all. It might take a few hours for him to gather his wits. Even then it will be a long walk home.</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur is overjoyed at the opportunity to fuck Lylie, his cute little body almost working completely by breeding instinct, hips thrusting powerfully against the giant succubus&#39;s incredibly receptive and tight cunt. Somehow, having her tail help him is just so hot, even if a more rational part of him feels like he&#39;s being used as a fucktoy. Fuck it, this just feels too good! His huge and throbbing manhood didn&#39;t stop cumming, spraying vigorous loads all over the place before being fed straight into that hot succubus. There, he moaned loudly and lewdly, which was adorable as it was exciting, filling the oversized lady with as much cum as he still had!</div><br> <br><div title="Eira">With her increased amount of members fucking tight holes, Eira, feeling her pleasure increase fivefold, quickly reaches her limit, her 10 lengths throbbing as she cu-...Hang on, something&#39;s wrong, she can&#39;t cum. In her lust-addled mind, Eira just barely manages to work out the real reason behind that bite, the venom is stopping her from orgasming! The frustrated cowgirl tries to force her body to listen to her, willing her muscles to obey her commands and /FUCK THESE SLUTS/, she slowly manages to regain control of herself enough that she can move freely. </ins></div></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-side-deleted"></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div> </div></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-side-deleted"></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">With her body no longer slowed down by the muscle relaxants, Eira redoubles her efforts, eager to take her continuously growing need out on Kiyo and the one who subjected her to this torture, Mira. Slamming her hips and tentacles into every one of the two&#39;s holes save for the taur&#39;s mouth, /wanting/ to hear more of her moans and screams of pleasure. The cowgirl continues to pant heavily and grunt as her feral mind is wracked with a continuously growing pleasure, spending what feels like eternity pumping, fucking, and shoving her 10 breeding tools into the two breeder&#39;s depths until her hips begin to hurt from the continuous use, she slowly feels the drug leave her system her thoughts only focused on release that finally comes. </ins></div></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-side-deleted"></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div> </div></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-side-deleted"></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">With the dam finally broken, her knots inflate and her cocks and tentacles unleash her pent up need in the form of hundreds, even thousands of gallons of cum into Mira and Kiyo, every throb making the haze covering her mind clear as another load is shot out. Eira stands there in convulsing, throbbing bliss as she gets her needed break, feeling her heavy sack empty out.</div><br> <br><div title="Kiyoharu">Kiyoharu just lays there with a slowly less and less coherent expression on their face as the hour passes. They finally cum as they feel themselves being filled in all three of their holes, and their eyes roll back a little. They might be out of it for a while...</ins></div></div></td></tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 01:46, 9 April 2020</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l12">Line 12:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 12:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>=Log=</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>=Log=</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><div></div><br> <br><div title="Lila">The saloon was quite rowdy that day, Lila, the owner of the saloon, sitting on a stool at the bar instead of behind it as she usually did. She checked the time on her comm and sent off a message. [We&#39;re waiting for you, whenever you think you&#39;re ready to come out and start serving up drinks,] she typed off to their new bartender. The customers that were there were getting a bit impatient, mutants of all shapes and sizes waiting for their drinks. &quot;It&#39;ll be just a minute everyone, then we&#39;ll be ready to start servin&#39; up drinks from our new ke-ah, bartender,&quot; she said in a thick southern drawl.</div><br> <br><div title="Miranai">Miranai gives a nod about the message, gulping. WHy did she agree to this? Why was she hear exactly? This was... insanity, but... Lila had said it would be a good idea, and might drum up more business... and... she was her daughter, she should do anything to help, right? The taur sighs, calling over her nanite mobility suit. She gets herself strapped in so that she can move around at all and heads out toward the restaurant and bar area. &quot;H... hello there Lila sweetie...&quot; She says as she makes her way to the bar, but not behind it, infront! Her clothes keep her semi-covered, but once she&#39;s laying on her side, her underbelly exposed to everyone, the clothes desolve off of her. Eight breasts begging to be milked, four nuts sloshing with their own excessive production, ready to go. The smell though! It was horrible, or perhaps wonderful. It left a haze around Miranai, a haze that actually made it hard to see behind her it was so thick! It was produced entirely of her musk though, from the sweat off of her balls, sheathes, the part of her pussy juice that evaporated from her body heat... and mixed with Ixchel&#39;s blessings, it smelled like pure, distilled, and unfiltered SEX, like ABSOLUTE LUST. The room is quickly filling with the stentch of it! &quot;Is... right here ok?&quot; Says the maternially loaded and bloated vixen nursetaur as she starts sliding out of the mobility rig, the ticking becoming apparent! It was like a slightly faster and VERY loud grandfather clock, the sound of it competes well with the gurgling and sloshing from her various parts!</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur wasn&#39;t really supposed to be at the saloon. Not because he was &quot;too young&quot;, despite looking like that, but because he was supposed to be working! Nothing that a slightly fabricated report couldn&#39;t fix for him, he only got caught once (that he knows, anyway). He needed to unwind, that&#39;s what he knew! To help him with that, he also made sure to wear a very special piece that he was... Gifted... A small necklace that didn&#39;t seem to catch too much attention, save for the dim LED flash. </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><div></div><br> <br><div title="Lila">The saloon was quite rowdy that day, Lila, the owner of the saloon, sitting on a stool at the bar instead of behind it as she usually did. She checked the time on her comm and sent off a message. [We&#39;re waiting for you, whenever you think you&#39;re ready to come out and start serving up drinks,] she typed off to their new bartender. The customers that were there were getting a bit impatient, mutants of all shapes and sizes waiting for their drinks. &quot;It&#39;ll be just a minute everyone, then we&#39;ll be ready to start servin&#39; up drinks from our new ke-ah, bartender,&quot; she said in a thick southern drawl.</div><br> <br><div title="Miranai">Miranai gives a nod about the message, gulping. WHy did she agree to this? Why was she hear exactly? This was... insanity, but... Lila had said it would be a good idea, and might drum up more business... and... she was her daughter, she should do anything to help, right? The taur sighs, calling over her nanite mobility suit. She gets herself strapped in so that she can move around at all and heads out toward the restaurant and bar area. &quot;H... hello there Lila sweetie...&quot; She says as she makes her way to the bar, but not behind it, infront! Her clothes keep her semi-covered, but once she&#39;s laying on her side, her underbelly exposed to everyone, the clothes desolve off of her. Eight breasts begging to be milked, four nuts sloshing with their own excessive production, ready to go. The smell though! It was horrible, or perhaps wonderful. It left a haze around Miranai, a haze that actually made it hard to see behind her it was so thick! It was produced entirely of her musk though, from the sweat off of her balls, sheathes, the part of her pussy juice that evaporated from her body heat... and mixed with Ixchel&#39;s blessings, it smelled like pure, distilled, and unfiltered SEX, like ABSOLUTE LUST. The room is quickly filling with the stentch of it! &quot;Is... right here ok?&quot; Says the maternially loaded and bloated vixen nursetaur as she starts sliding out of the mobility rig, the ticking becoming apparent! It was like a slightly faster and VERY loud grandfather clock, the sound of it competes well with the gurgling and sloshing from her various parts!</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur wasn&#39;t really supposed to be at the saloon. Not because he was &quot;too young&quot;, despite looking like that, but because he was supposed to be working! Nothing that a slightly fabricated report couldn&#39;t fix for him, he only got caught once (that he knows, anyway). He needed to unwind, that&#39;s what he knew! To help him with that, he also made sure to wear a very special piece that he was... Gifted... A small necklace that didn&#39;t seem to catch too much attention, save for the dim LED flash. </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Inside, he noticed the large vixen nurse talking to a relatively smaller broodox. He wasn&#39;t sure he knew either, so he went to the counter, leaving his bag by the stool, eyeing the attendants. So much milk to be had! He raised his cute little hand, hoping to catch one&#39;s attention so he can be served.</div><br> <br><div title="Booker">Booker pushed the door open and glanced around the room quickly. He hadn&#39;t been in here before and was curious. He made his way to the bar figuring that would be the best place to start. He wondered what the reasoning behind the name was. He certainly had other stuff to do, but everyone has to take some time to relax. He scooted himself onto a stool and rested his hands on it. Anyone with eyes could tell he was new to this whole experience.</div><br> <br><div title="Lylie">Lylie carefully pushes the door, trying to not break anything as someone of her frame could and avoiding the chandelier. She stared of seconds at the stage, dreaming already of what she could do up there. She then looks around, detailing each parts of the room until her eyes found a seat designed for her, which means in her case, being able to hold her massive butt without breaking at any moment. She never came but she was already enjoying the place.</div><br> <br><div title="Vetu">Vetu flies into the designated meeting place, he was very intrigued by teh leaflet about possible lust inducers and rut inducing effects they were showing to share here. He was a very potent and enjoyed sex a lot but somehow he still craved more and loved to experience all osrts of different effects. Thus he arrived at this bar, took a chair near the barman and waited for others to arrive</div><br> <br><div title="Lila">Lila perks up and smiles as she sees Miranai walk in, then widens her eyes. She covers her nose with a hand and coughs slightly at the almost miasma like fog of lustful musk wafting around Miranai. &quot;Goodness gracious mama! And people complain that the saloon has a musky odor. Ya can&#39;t turn down that scent around ya, can ya?&quot; she asks, fanning the air with another hand. She reaches behind the counter, pulling out an odd looking tap, walking around Miranai to her breasts. She pulls out one of the plugs slowly, a sly smirk on her muzzle as she wiggles it around a little to torture the vixen before it pops free, the replacement plug quickly filling the hole before its sunk in. She grabs a glass from the bar top and brings it under the tap, filling the glass with fresh pina colada before turning to the crowd and exclaiming. &quot;First drink from our new bartender! Who likes pina colada and getting caught in the rain?&quot;</div><br> <br><div title="Miranai">Miranai actually tries to slink down a bit, but with how HUGE and HEAVY and LOUD she was, that wasn&#39;t happening. &quot;I... I can&#39;t, it... gets me in trouble a lot... ferals can&#39;t help fucking me... non-ferals can&#39;t stop themselves needing to fuck around me, I... I&#39;ve been called... sex walking...&quot; She says whimpering a bit. When she talks though, it doesn&#39;t sound like she&#39;s &#39;talking&#39; more that she&#39;s moaning and yipping. It is still understandable, but even her voice OOZES sex at all times. Mira gives a yip, shivering, moaning out louder and louder as Lila pulls one of her plugs out and seals a different plug on, one that allowed Mira to &#39;leak&#39; when the valve is turned. And by leak, Mira can&#39;t not GUSH waterfalls EVERYWHERE normally, so with the valve open that mug is filled in moments, leaving Miranai panting and moaning...</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur takes another look around and takes a deep breath in. Perhaps not the best idea, because suddenly something STRONG kicked in. How did he even miss it in the first place? He planted his face on the counter, shaking a bit as his cock jumped into erection almost immediately. &quot;F-fuck!&quot; He mutters to himself. Feeling nervous from the intense lust and need to breed, he quickly scans the saloon again. The ones that caught his attention were the giant succubus lady and the cow girl talking to the bigger vixen. Blinded by such a powerful craving, and with the broodox being closer, he approaches her, suddenly feeling very shy, too. He tugs her tail. &quot;Um, uh, sorry, I just, I just REALLY want to fuck you!&quot; Despite the fluffy fur covering his face, it&#39;s very visible how much the kitty boy is blushing! And so close to the source of that potent, rut inducing miasma, he&#39;s having a hard time not falling on the floor and rubbing one there.</div></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Inside, he noticed the large vixen nurse talking to a relatively smaller broodox. He wasn&#39;t sure he knew either, so he went to the counter, leaving his bag by the stool, eyeing the attendants. So much milk to be had! He raised his cute little hand, hoping to catch one&#39;s attention so he can be served.</div><br> <br><div title="Booker">Booker pushed the door open and glanced around the room quickly. He hadn&#39;t been in here before and was curious. He made his way to the bar figuring that would be the best place to start. He wondered what the reasoning behind the name was. He certainly had other stuff to do, but everyone has to take some time to relax. He scooted himself onto a stool and rested his hands on it. Anyone with eyes could tell he was new to this whole experience.</div><br> <br><div title="Lylie">Lylie carefully pushes the door, trying to not break anything as someone of her frame could and avoiding the chandelier. She stared of seconds at the stage, dreaming already of what she could do up there. She then looks around, detailing each parts of the room until her eyes found a seat designed for her, which means in her case, being able to hold her massive butt without breaking at any moment. She never came but she was already enjoying the place.</div><br> <br><div title="Vetu">Vetu flies into the designated meeting place, he was very intrigued by teh leaflet about possible lust inducers and rut inducing effects they were showing to share here. He was a very potent and enjoyed sex a lot but somehow he still craved more and loved to experience all osrts of different effects. Thus he arrived at this bar, took a chair near the barman and waited for others to arrive</div><br> <br><div title="Lila">Lila perks up and smiles as she sees Miranai walk in, then widens her eyes. She covers her nose with a hand and coughs slightly at the almost miasma like fog of lustful musk wafting around Miranai. &quot;Goodness gracious mama! And people complain that the saloon has a musky odor. Ya can&#39;t turn down that scent around ya, can ya?&quot; she asks, fanning the air with another hand. She reaches behind the counter, pulling out an odd looking tap, walking around Miranai to her breasts. She pulls out one of the plugs slowly, a sly smirk on her muzzle as she wiggles it around a little to torture the vixen before it pops free, the replacement plug quickly filling the hole before its sunk in. She grabs a glass from the bar top and brings it under the tap, filling the glass with fresh pina colada before turning to the crowd and exclaiming. &quot;First drink from our new bartender! Who likes pina colada and getting caught in the rain?&quot;</div><br> <br><div title="Miranai">Miranai actually tries to slink down a bit, but with how HUGE and HEAVY and LOUD she was, that wasn&#39;t happening. &quot;I... I can&#39;t, it... gets me in trouble a lot... ferals can&#39;t help fucking me... non-ferals can&#39;t stop themselves needing to fuck around me, I... I&#39;ve been called... sex walking...&quot; She says whimpering a bit. When she talks though, it doesn&#39;t sound like she&#39;s &#39;talking&#39; more that she&#39;s moaning and yipping. It is still understandable, but even her voice OOZES sex at all times. Mira gives a yip, shivering, moaning out louder and louder as Lila pulls one of her plugs out and seals a different plug on, one that allowed Mira to &#39;leak&#39; when the valve is turned. And by leak, Mira can&#39;t not GUSH waterfalls EVERYWHERE normally, so with the valve open that mug is filled in moments, leaving Miranai panting and moaning...</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur takes another look around and takes a deep breath in. Perhaps not the best idea, because suddenly something STRONG kicked in. How did he even miss it in the first place? He planted his face on the counter, shaking a bit as his cock jumped into erection almost immediately. &quot;F-fuck!&quot; He mutters to himself. Feeling nervous from the intense lust and need to breed, he quickly scans the saloon again. The ones that caught his attention were the giant succubus lady and the cow girl talking to the bigger vixen. Blinded by such a powerful craving, and with the broodox being closer, he approaches her, suddenly feeling very shy, too. He tugs her tail. &quot;Um, uh, sorry, I just, I just REALLY want to fuck you!&quot; Despite the fluffy fur covering his face, it&#39;s very visible how much the kitty boy is blushing! And so close to the source of that potent, rut inducing miasma, he&#39;s having a hard time not falling on the floor and rubbing one there<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</div><br> <br><div title="Booker">Booker saw Arthur take a deep breath, figuring he was trying to relax; He did the same. As he inhaled something invaded his nostrils. It was a strong musky scent. His eyes widened as he felt his pants metaphorically get tighter. His face went flush as he looked around the room, finding that his eyes kept falling onto the breasts of the two working girls, and the females of the room. He slid a hand off the counter and to his pants in a feeble attempt to hide what was going on. He spoke up. &quot;U-uh, Could I get a drink? I don&#39;t know exactly what you serve her...&quot;, though from the previous display he knew what it would contain.</div><br> <br><div title="Lylie">Lylie looked at the little kitty then, the ankylosaurian, finding that both of them began to act in a strange way. The demoness of lust knew that something was happening way too late. After breathing a few times, her nipples began to stretch and were easily visible through her red top. The demoness of lust knew that feeling too well and wanted to dive deeper into it. She takes a large breath, filling her lungs. Her head became slightly red, her body warmer and her tail was flailing the air around. Naughty thoughts were overwhelming her seeing every living beings around.</div><br> <br><div title="Vetu">Vetu grabbed the free pina colada and gulped it down in one quick swoop. He feels a very gentle flowwing of his senses with an arousal as he smells the area. He likes this place already, some creatures already succumbing to the mad effects of the incredibly potent musk but he tried to resist at least in his head, his slit however engorged and filled with blood and his penis grew rapidly as the effects of whatever was in the drink hitting him like a storm &quot;whoah, what was in that drink?&quot; he asks the barman as he looks at his engorged and painfully hard cock. He then looks at the other participants, looks at his penis and gulps down another pina colada as he gets off the chair and stretches his hind legs as his pussy lips engorge and start to ache for attention. He utters a long feral growl as his eyes change hue to more lighter green.</div><br> <br><div title="Lila">Lila smiles to the feral dragon, setting it down in front of Vetu before turning her attention to the small feline. Her ears flicker as they grow warm with blood and she nibbled her lower lip. &quot;Well, I ain&#39;t been one to turn down a fuck,&quot; she says, sitting on one of the bar stools with her legs parted. She reached behind the counter and produced a few more plugs similar to the first one. &quot;Um, hey, ma, can you finish plugging yourself up? I&#39;ve gotta customer ta myself here and...&quot; She closes her eyes, the scent coming from the large, ticking vixen making her body grow warm with lust. &quot;And I aim ta please them.&quot; She offered the plugs to Miranai and patted the inside of her thigh with her free hand. &quot;Feel free ta slide right in sweetheart.&quot;</div><br> <br><div title="Miranai">Miranai sighs softly, attention away from her for th emoment, that is until Lila is passing off the remaining seven breast plugs and the two special cock plugs that would allow her to be &#39;tapped&#39;. &quot;Umm, sweetie! I can&#39;t reach myself! I can&#39;t do that!&quot; She says, trying to lean up to look around, but, there was no way she could see anything other than the wall directly infront of her. Too much breast, too much belly, too much EVERYTHING. The scent only grows stronger as she lays there, more and more of her juices, her sweat, evaperating into the air. Her own cocks were throbbing free of their cages, her sheaths, her balls still gurgling, groaning with need, as were the remaining seven breasts!</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur&#39;s eyes grow wide and he almost desperately grabs a nearby loose stool to help him reach that pleasant and eager to please cow hole. The little kitty almost misses his opportunity, but manages to focus just enough to get that huge and thick male meat inside Lila, sliding in with ease and feeling her so, so hot! Arthur all but melts inside her, hugging her around the belly and sinking his cute lips on one of the lower nipples, suckling with lustful hunger from that milky source. &quot;Aahhh~! Miss cow! You feel soooo goood!!&quot; He mewls and moans in a very slutty tone, giving away how much pleasure he&#39;s having from all this. The kitty also knew that he was about to explode and, more interestingly, his orgasm would be very, very long.</div><br> <br><div title="Booker">Booker shuddered as he couldnt quite take his eyes off of the scene next to him. His pulse rising as he undoubtedly inhaled more of the mysterious musk. He let out a small sigh in a vain attempt to negate some of the tension. He looked around the room for a brief moment after managing to pry his eyes from the Vixen&#39;s breasts. He started to tap his fingers on the bar. The heat was rising in the room and soon enough he&#39;d be down for just about anything.</div><br> <br><div title="Kiyoharu">Kiyoharu arrives and looks around, then their eyes lock on to the scene at the bar. They watch with interest, then start to approach the two slowly.</div><br> <br><div title="Lylie">Lylie has difficulties to focus and remain &quot;quiet&quot;. She was looking at the kitty, the ankylosaurian and the dragon, wondering how good it would be if she was fucked by them... but the broodox and the vixen were looking so sweet too... She was willing to have fun with EVERYONE present...Seeing that others have already begun, she approaches the counters, having a closer look at the... sexy activity of the kitty and began to slowly slide a hand in her leggings, fingering herself and looking around as if seeking help.</div><br> <br><div title="Vetu">Vetu growled as his heat begun to course through his body, tainting his every thought and making him shudder with arousal. As he looked behind the bar, he smelled more of that pina colada and with haste he found the source. It was an incredibly endowned wixen but he didn&#39;t care, he grabbed her breast with his mouth hungrily and suckled on it with greed, grabbing her two other breasts with his paws and squirting more of her lovely liquid down his hungry mouth, ruther diving him into a rut as his body begun to fell all tingly and focused. He could feel it, the power of his rut coming at him, the time when his body and organs expand and he fucks anything he sees. He looks behind himself, inhaling the whiff from the room as he spots the two of his targets. With a quick jump he throws the Broodox and Ankylosaurian on the ground and as he looks at them quickly, he moves the broodox on her fours and aligns his cock as he teasingly spreads his pussy at the ankyloausrian and begins thrusting hard into the broodox, hoping that the ankylosaurian got his message as his pussy aches with greedy need</ins>.</div></div></td></tr> </table>

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She checked the time on her comm and sent off a message. [We&#39;re waiting for you, whenever you think you&#39;re ready to come out and start serving up drinks,] she typed off to their new bartender. The customers that were there were getting a bit impatient, mutants of all shapes and sizes waiting for their drinks. &quot;It&#39;ll be just a minute everyone, then we&#39;ll be ready to start servin&#39; up drinks from our new ke-ah, bartender,&quot; she said in a thick southern drawl.</div><br> <br><div title="Miranai">Miranai gives a nod about the message, gulping. WHy did she agree to this? Why was she hear exactly? This was... insanity, but... Lila had said it would be a good idea, and might drum up more business... and... she was her daughter, she should do anything to help, right? The taur sighs, calling over her nanite mobility suit. She gets herself strapped in so that she can move around at all and heads out toward the restaurant and bar area. &quot;H... hello there Lila sweetie...&quot; She says as she makes her way to the bar, but not behind it, infront! Her clothes keep her semi-covered, but once she&#39;s laying on her side, her underbelly exposed to everyone, the clothes desolve off of her. Eight breasts begging to be milked, four nuts sloshing with their own excessive production, ready to go. The smell though! It was horrible, or perhaps wonderful. It left a haze around Miranai, a haze that actually made it hard to see behind her it was so thick! It was produced entirely of her musk though, from the sweat off of her balls, sheathes, the part of her pussy juice that evaporated from her body heat... and mixed with Ixchel&#39;s blessings, it smelled like pure, distilled, and unfiltered SEX, like ABSOLUTE LUST. The room is quickly filling with the stentch of it! &quot;Is... right here ok?&quot; Says the maternially loaded and bloated vixen nursetaur as she starts sliding out of the mobility rig, the ticking becoming apparent! It was like a slightly faster and VERY loud grandfather clock, the sound of it competes well with the gurgling and sloshing from her various parts!</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur wasn&#39;t really supposed to be at the saloon. Not because he was &quot;too young&quot;, despite looking like that, but because he was supposed to be working! Nothing that a slightly fabricated report couldn&#39;t fix for him, he only got caught once (that he knows, anyway). He needed to unwind, that&#39;s what he knew! To help him with that, he also made sure to wear a very special piece that he was... Gifted... A small necklace that didn&#39;t seem to catch too much attention, save for the dim LED flash. </ins></div></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-side-deleted"></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Inside, he noticed the large vixen nurse talking to a relatively smaller broodox. He wasn&#39;t sure he knew either, so he went to the counter, leaving his bag by the stool, eyeing the attendants. So much milk to be had! He raised his cute little hand, hoping to catch one&#39;s attention so he can be served.</div><br> <br><div title="Booker">Booker pushed the door open and glanced around the room quickly. He hadn&#39;t been in here before and was curious. He made his way to the bar figuring that would be the best place to start. He wondered what the reasoning behind the name was. He certainly had other stuff to do, but everyone has to take some time to relax. He scooted himself onto a stool and rested his hands on it. Anyone with eyes could tell he was new to this whole experience.</div><br> <br><div title="Lylie">Lylie carefully pushes the door, trying to not break anything as someone of her frame could and avoiding the chandelier. She stared of seconds at the stage, dreaming already of what she could do up there. She then looks around, detailing each parts of the room until her eyes found a seat designed for her, which means in her case, being able to hold her massive butt without breaking at any moment. She never came but she was already enjoying the place.</div><br> <br><div title="Vetu">Vetu flies into the designated meeting place, he was very intrigued by teh leaflet about possible lust inducers and rut inducing effects they were showing to share here. He was a very potent and enjoyed sex a lot but somehow he still craved more and loved to experience all osrts of different effects. Thus he arrived at this bar, took a chair near the barman and waited for others to arrive</div><br> <br><div title="Lila">Lila perks up and smiles as she sees Miranai walk in, then widens her eyes. She covers her nose with a hand and coughs slightly at the almost miasma like fog of lustful musk wafting around Miranai. &quot;Goodness gracious mama! And people complain that the saloon has a musky odor. Ya can&#39;t turn down that scent around ya, can ya?&quot; she asks, fanning the air with another hand. She reaches behind the counter, pulling out an odd looking tap, walking around Miranai to her breasts. She pulls out one of the plugs slowly, a sly smirk on her muzzle as she wiggles it around a little to torture the vixen before it pops free, the replacement plug quickly filling the hole before its sunk in. She grabs a glass from the bar top and brings it under the tap, filling the glass with fresh pina colada before turning to the crowd and exclaiming. &quot;First drink from our new bartender! Who likes pina colada and getting caught in the rain?&quot;</div><br> <br><div title="Miranai">Miranai actually tries to slink down a bit, but with how HUGE and HEAVY and LOUD she was, that wasn&#39;t happening. &quot;I... I can&#39;t, it... gets me in trouble a lot... ferals can&#39;t help fucking me... non-ferals can&#39;t stop themselves needing to fuck around me, I... I&#39;ve been called... sex walking...&quot; She says whimpering a bit. When she talks though, it doesn&#39;t sound like she&#39;s &#39;talking&#39; more that she&#39;s moaning and yipping. It is still understandable, but even her voice OOZES sex at all times. Mira gives a yip, shivering, moaning out louder and louder as Lila pulls one of her plugs out and seals a different plug on, one that allowed Mira to &#39;leak&#39; when the valve is turned. And by leak, Mira can&#39;t not GUSH waterfalls EVERYWHERE normally, so with the valve open that mug is filled in moments, leaving Miranai panting and moaning...</div><br> <br><div title="Arthur">Arthur takes another look around and takes a deep breath in. Perhaps not the best idea, because suddenly something STRONG kicked in. How did he even miss it in the first place? He planted his face on the counter, shaking a bit as his cock jumped into erection almost immediately. &quot;F-fuck!&quot; He mutters to himself. Feeling nervous from the intense lust and need to breed, he quickly scans the saloon again. The ones that caught his attention were the giant succubus lady and the cow girl talking to the bigger vixen. Blinded by such a powerful craving, and with the broodox being closer, he approaches her, suddenly feeling very shy, too. He tugs her tail. &quot;Um, uh, sorry, I just, I just REALLY want to fuck you!&quot; Despite the fluffy fur covering his face, it&#39;s very visible how much the kitty boy is blushing! And so close to the source of that potent, rut inducing miasma, he&#39;s having a hard time not falling on the floor and rubbing one there.</ins></div></div></td></tr> </table>

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