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Chapter 11 by Verdant_Hatchling Verdant_Hatchling

“I HAD to kill them all…”

“An entire association of mages, reduced to bleeding husks by my hand.”

As Terran said this partly aggressive sentence, he was expecting some flack, or a negative reaction of some kind, but instead, Haruo simply looked at his face, as an odd expression popped upon her face, “Oh… Wel…” A significant blush had overtaken her expression, as she simply grabbed onto his arm, as her legs quivered beneath her.

As she stood simply, a moistened spot at the front of her cloak becoming quite apparent, Elyrah had awoken, as she jumped from his back, as she plopped another three gold upon the counter, as she dragged both Terran and Haruo back to the room, as she slammed the door shut behind them.

“Well… Haruo Harena? You LIKE Terran?” She asked, nearly cackling from joy, as she approached Haruo, grabbing her by the shoulder with a ginger grasp, she continued, “You should know… That Terran isn’t a normal being, per se…”

Haruo was perturbed, as she simply stared at Terran’s form, as she suddenly remembered, suddenly looking down at his crotch, as Terran was suddenly hit with what he could only assume was… Embarrassment? Terran, in return, simply maneuvered his form’s physique, as the faux pants he’d formed to his body suddenly bulged out monstrously, as he simply grinned a sly grin.

This drew Haruo’s attention, as she stared away at his newly formed bulge, as Elyrah walked behind her, as she pushed her gently to the floor, as Haruo sat on her fluffed legs, long and supple as they were, as Elyrah then walked over to Terran’s form, reached an arm out, and pulled at the faux pants, dropping them, leaving a mound of clay in plain view, as Terran stopped for a moment, looked at his arm with a momentary surge of curiosity, as a twelve inch member suddenly burst forth from his crotch, with an instant exclamation of awe and confirmation of doubts from both women present, as Terran simply walked over to the unsuspecting bunny girl, looked back behind his shoulder, as Elyrah simply nodded in response.

Then, Terran grabbed Haruo from the ground, as she shook gently within his cool grasp, as he maneuvered her form through his grip, having various tendrils of clay carry away countless pieces of ornately carven armor, as she quivered slightly from the motion.

And as he was in the midst of his actions, slowly and concisely taking away every article of clothing which covered Haruo’s form, revealing an immensely enticing form to the view of Elyrah, as Terran continued his efforts, a small tendril making its way to her breasts to wrap affectionately and obscenely around them, as Terran had Haruo lifted by various other tendrils, suspended from durable straps of clay, as Terran moved around her body, unabashedly taking in the view of the her restrained and **** form, as he moved in between her legs, reaching an arm further in between her legs, reaching just the barest entry point of her defenseless quim.

This drew an intense chain reaction, as Haruo surged from the sensation, further impaling herself on his nodule of an arm, as she squirmed about even further, gushing from the insertion, followed by an immense flowing of liquids.

Terran then withdrew his arm, as he, utterly unperturbed by Haruo’s own possible hesitance, lined up his newly acquired member with her quivering quim, before placing the head against the welcoming lips between her legs, as Terran surged forward, drawing a temporary screech of pain from Haruo, which was instantly replaced by constant moans of pleasure, and by a fit of squirming and squirting, as she simply arched against his member, and attempting to spear herself upon it, as she NEEDED MORE…

Terran, on the other hand, was suddenly filled with devious intentions, as he placed his hands around the waist of the unsuspecting bunny girl, tightened his grip slightly, withdrew the tip till the smallest bit was left within, and then, boom.

Eight inches were **** within the unaccustomed depths of Haruo, as she collapsed into the clay restraints, splash after splash of liquid, perfectly denoting his efforts, as he looked into her eyes.

"Are you ready...?"

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