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Re: Nope (SirOni) (GMed by GargantuaBlarg)
Hit Points (HP): 48
Pleasure to Orgasm (PP): 38
Spirit Energy (EP): 44/66
Status: Not too shabby.
"Ooooohhhh~" Taylor cooed when Angie pulled out her paired toys. Her fingers withdrew when Angie put the first against her slit, sliding out to position themselves to spread her lips open for the mechanic, while her middle finger circled her clit. She let out a tiny little groan when Angie slipped the first one inside her pussy, and when she flipped the other one to 'prepare' it, Taylor couldn't help but grin. After Angie had made it some distance down the shaft, Taylor slowly reached a hand out to caress her behind her head, rolling her hips forward each time she pushed deeper onto the artificial cock, and moaning as if the dick between Angela's lips were really her own.
Taylor hissed in pleasure when the second entered her, and when Angie turned the dial, she let out a moan and almost fell forward onto the mechanic. "M-my, my... y-you make s-such naughty toys, Ang-gie," she murmured. "Don't f-forget about me, okay? If I h-have to- have to- *gasp* spend the night being tortured by th-this magniiiiificent thing... I don't th-think I could stop from j-just... from just eating y-you up, the n-next time I s-s-see you. ♥" Taylor licked her lips, before she gingerly stood and leaned forward to kiss Angela goodbye.
Once she had changed and relieved herself of the burden of her sack of fake dongs, Angela made her way back to Uun's, where she found another pair of demons at the door - both also red-skinned - though they let her on through, apparently knowing who she was. She found Benny inside, feet kicked up on a table as he jabbered at his ever-stoic, mountain-sized companion. "'Eeeey, look who it is!" He cried when he noticed her. "How ya doin', dollface? Ya lookin' way less unconscious than you was da las' time we saw ya's! 'Ey, dat girlie you was wit was pretty cute, lucky lucky eh?"
Taylor had the turret had been kept in the cages, which Angie found in the back of the building. She passed by the seating area where she and her two demon lovers had blown the crowd's minds last night... where there seemed to be a lot of workers scrubbing the area down.
When she got to the cage, she indeed saw her turret there, its parts piled up on a canvas sheet. Someone there directed her to a nearby hallway, saying Uun would be waiting for her there.
"Ah, come in," he would say, as she found and entered the office labeled 'Owner' down the hall. His greeting was somewhat muffled - not only by the walls, but by a pair of other voices, giving out throaty, feminine moans. Though she'd worked on his machines before, she'd never seen Uun himself before now...
He was of average height, but muscularly built, with lank blonde hair that fell to around his deeply-tanned shoulders - one of which had a jagged tattoo on it. Large grey eyes shone almost luminescently back at Angie as she entered, before they turned back to the sight on the opposite wall - two women, a petite human-looking girl with light, lavender hair, and a curvy woman with long, thick red hair and a tiny pair of spectacles, were fucking on a large bed. The redhead held one of the smaller girl's legs over her shoulder while she straddled the other one, and... and it looked like she was fucking her with Angela's double-ended dildo.
What may have been the biggest surprise was that Uun wasn't a demon - he looked more like one of the catfolk from the Anudor to the south! Pointed, dark-furred ears sprouted from the same place as a human or demon's ears would have, but he had a long tail that jutted out from his trousers - a lighter, tan-color fur making up the majority, with the darker fur striping it. "Are you a corpse?! Put your hips into it! You are on top, you are the lead! Is only your flesh that is on bottom! You must fuck like you are top, Teia!"
Besides the two women and Uun himself, a burly member of the Mongrels was standing guard in there, as well... though, he seemed to be having a great deal of trouble focusing on standing watch, judging by where his gaze kept drifting, and the sizable tent in his pants.
Uun watched intently for a moment, before standing up and diverting his attention to Angela. "Ah, yes. The star of last night! How are you this morning, miss?" he asked with a smile, reaching out to take her hand in a firm handshake. He had a bit of an accent... "Have you had breakfast, yet? It would be my pleasure to provide you with such, if you are hungry." Uun looked her up and down. "And such modest clothing! I was not expecting such, for such a vision, no?"
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Hit Points (HP): 48
Pleasure to Orgasm (PP): 38
Spirit Energy (EP): 44/66
Status: Not too shabby.
"Ooooohhhh~" Taylor cooed when Angie pulled out her paired toys. Her fingers withdrew when Angie put the first against her slit, sliding out to position themselves to spread her lips open for the mechanic, while her middle finger circled her clit. She let out a tiny little groan when Angie slipped the first one inside her pussy, and when she flipped the other one to 'prepare' it, Taylor couldn't help but grin. After Angie had made it some distance down the shaft, Taylor slowly reached a hand out to caress her behind her head, rolling her hips forward each time she pushed deeper onto the artificial cock, and moaning as if the dick between Angela's lips were really her own.
Taylor hissed in pleasure when the second entered her, and when Angie turned the dial, she let out a moan and almost fell forward onto the mechanic. "M-my, my... y-you make s-such naughty toys, Ang-gie," she murmured. "Don't f-forget about me, okay? If I h-have to- have to- *gasp* spend the night being tortured by th-this magniiiiificent thing... I don't th-think I could stop from j-just... from just eating y-you up, the n-next time I s-s-see you. ♥" Taylor licked her lips, before she gingerly stood and leaned forward to kiss Angela goodbye.
Once she had changed and relieved herself of the burden of her sack of fake dongs, Angela made her way back to Uun's, where she found another pair of demons at the door - both also red-skinned - though they let her on through, apparently knowing who she was. She found Benny inside, feet kicked up on a table as he jabbered at his ever-stoic, mountain-sized companion. "'Eeeey, look who it is!" He cried when he noticed her. "How ya doin', dollface? Ya lookin' way less unconscious than you was da las' time we saw ya's! 'Ey, dat girlie you was wit was pretty cute, lucky lucky eh?"
Taylor had the turret had been kept in the cages, which Angie found in the back of the building. She passed by the seating area where she and her two demon lovers had blown the crowd's minds last night... where there seemed to be a lot of workers scrubbing the area down.
When she got to the cage, she indeed saw her turret there, its parts piled up on a canvas sheet. Someone there directed her to a nearby hallway, saying Uun would be waiting for her there.
"Ah, come in," he would say, as she found and entered the office labeled 'Owner' down the hall. His greeting was somewhat muffled - not only by the walls, but by a pair of other voices, giving out throaty, feminine moans. Though she'd worked on his machines before, she'd never seen Uun himself before now...
He was of average height, but muscularly built, with lank blonde hair that fell to around his deeply-tanned shoulders - one of which had a jagged tattoo on it. Large grey eyes shone almost luminescently back at Angie as she entered, before they turned back to the sight on the opposite wall - two women, a petite human-looking girl with light, lavender hair, and a curvy woman with long, thick red hair and a tiny pair of spectacles, were fucking on a large bed. The redhead held one of the smaller girl's legs over her shoulder while she straddled the other one, and... and it looked like she was fucking her with Angela's double-ended dildo.
What may have been the biggest surprise was that Uun wasn't a demon - he looked more like one of the catfolk from the Anudor to the south! Pointed, dark-furred ears sprouted from the same place as a human or demon's ears would have, but he had a long tail that jutted out from his trousers - a lighter, tan-color fur making up the majority, with the darker fur striping it. "Are you a corpse?! Put your hips into it! You are on top, you are the lead! Is only your flesh that is on bottom! You must fuck like you are top, Teia!"
Besides the two women and Uun himself, a burly member of the Mongrels was standing guard in there, as well... though, he seemed to be having a great deal of trouble focusing on standing watch, judging by where his gaze kept drifting, and the sizable tent in his pants.
Uun watched intently for a moment, before standing up and diverting his attention to Angela. "Ah, yes. The star of last night! How are you this morning, miss?" he asked with a smile, reaching out to take her hand in a firm handshake. He had a bit of an accent... "Have you had breakfast, yet? It would be my pleasure to provide you with such, if you are hungry." Uun looked her up and down. "And such modest clothing! I was not expecting such, for such a vision, no?"