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Xenologue: Predators and Preys I - Page 17 - Your groin aches with a familiar sensation. Yes. She'll satisfy you. (M/F Cock Fatal) - By NinjaNomer - Overview
You look toward her and grin, you clasp her hand but pull her towards you. Palla lets out a yelp as she trips but you catch her. She stares at you with a little bit of surprise as you brush the stray green locks of hair out of her face. The Whitewing has all but toppled on top of you.

"H..Hey! You trickster you...huh?"

She's surprised as you shift yourself and even more flabbergasted when you've exposed yourself to her. In that pause before she's about to protest you strike.

Like a hungry snake the tip of her nose and front of her face is clamped on with a SCHLUMP!

You tug upon her shoulders and unclasp that armor. Your length works with you for the next part and she's squeezed into the tight space.

You rub her belly as you ignore the sounds of protest and outrage that follow as she begins to struggle in earnest. Your length bobs up and down as you steady your victim as well as you can.

Was there even a race to leave this place? Maybe what she should have been looking out for was you this entire time. After ten minutes of sincere struggle Palla is exhausted and stops her flailing and lays there sluggishly moving.

Petting her belly and pulling her by her rear you begin feeding her into yourself. She still makes soft sounds that drowned by the fleshy prison and her legs still move but without the desperation they once had.

The end of the dick oozes and drips upon her as it swallows her. You remove her boots so you can gain full view of her long legs. Devouring her is slow and deliberate but eventually even her toes disappear and she's crammed up tightly inside.

You and Palla pant for very different reasons. Palla wines inside as her hands press against the inside of this new and lethal prison.

"Est...Catria..." She murmurs. Palla's expression twist as she's cooking slowly inside here and eventually she loses shape, her head head and arm melt and break apart. They splat right the rest of her bubbles into a cum slurry.

Outside, you watch your groin swelling and shrinking. With a relieved and satisfied sigh, you feel stronger.

Level Up!

She generously left you behind some equipment.





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