A Fight Ensues

"Don't just stand there admiring its dick!" Hissed Myria, unsheathing her sword, the finely crafted rapier glinting even in the dark. Still, she had to admit that the thing had a big dick, idle thoughts of how many women had been on the recieving end of it, and how it would feel inside of her crossed her mind, but were quickly brushed aside. It was like any other duel; admire your opponent for thier strengths, but find its weakness.

"I... I wasn't admiring its penis! But surely it can't be aroused simply by sight and smell!?" Cecilia was quick to draw her own steel, the broadsword and shield baring her god's seal upon it. She held the shield in front of her, eyeing its posture with curiosity. Unlike her companion, she had no thoughts of sex, simply staring at its claws, and its tongue, which fell out, slightly.

"It is a beast, it will simply follow instinct it seems." Dew said, her voice calm, but her breath comming faster. The sight of its member and thoughts of it were on her mind. She would never admit it, but the thoughts of that creature having its way with her emerged in the quickest of fantasies. Not that she would ever act on such impulses, she was a proud elven mage, and not one to rut with large dicked frogs.

The Toad stared at the trio, its cock comming to full mast, its eyes darting between each, its powerful muscles ready to spring. It was deciding which one it could get easiest, and potentially escape with. While primal in nature, thoughts of how tight these girls around its dick would be were firmly on its mind.