A strange cross of panic and aphrodisia spread around the locker room as seeing and smelling the otherworldly creature's mating process awakened a latent, catacthonian instinct. The roiling, insatiable bio-mass of Bilit seemed unbelievably soft, and the desire to touch her was on everyone's mind. Bilit wasted no time at all...

(uhoh, here comes the blood...)

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