Bested by the beastmen

Liv trained her focus carefully on the Chieftain. While his movements were wild and erratic, Emmaline seemed to have found a rhythm between his attacks. It made sense when she thought about it--of course a dancer would look for their opponent's tempo. With each swipe, Emmaline ducked backward, arching herself out of the way in continuous remarkable displays of both her flexibility and powerful core. Then she would whip back upright to resume her fiery ****. For Liv, Emmaline's movements made her plan of attack remarkably straight forward. All she would have to do was watch the chieftain's shoulder. When he began his swipe, Emmaline would sway out of the way, leaving the line of her shot perfectly clear.

All she had to do was wait... squeeze the trigger... and--

"AARROOO!" the deafening sound of footfall and barking nearly made Liv jump out of her skin. It must have been the rest of the tribe, but they sounded so close already! Liv barely had enough time to lower her rifle and turn around before a Gnoll nearly twice her size barreled into her from behind, knocking her forward onto her face and sending the gun skittering across the room.

"Get off of me!" Liv snarled, but the Gnoll just snarled right back, barely even seeming to understand her words. His claws slashed downward, tearing through the front of her shirt in a series of rips and pops only to keep going lower and lower until a long line of ruined fabric ran down all the way from Liv's neck to her groin. As much as Liv tried to struggle and pound her fists into his chest, the massive furry beast was not to be dissuaded from his new prize. She could see his bright red cock, swollen from it's sheath and dripping it's urgency only a short distance from her pussy. Struggling might not earn her much, but Liv wasn't about to just give in--she couldn't just give in!

Liv punched and kicked and squirmed in a flurry of useless **** until, finally, the Gnoll grabbed both her wrists, drawing them together in one of his hands and pinning them above her head.

Across the room, the rest of the team wasn't faring much better. From her position behind the Chieftain, poised with her dagger and ready to strike, Becky watched the dozen or so Gnolls stream into the room, followed close behind by their armored counterparts. She didn't have a chance to try and notify Liv, and even her warning for Emmaline caught in her throat. If she called out the danger, then they would definitely know she was here too, but... if she stepped forward to stab the Chieftain and planned, then that wasn't exactly going to go unnoticed either. Becky stood frozen to the spot, even as Emmaline's eyes widened as she caught wind of the sounds behind and seemed to piece together what was happening.

"Damnit! I... I knew we should've dealt with the rest of them!" Emmaline frowned. With the chieftain in front of her and the rest of his tribe closing in from behind, her options were narrowing fast. She had to do something quick!

Emmaline whirled around, drawing her hands together and channeling as much fire as she could manage into a final, **** attack. The spinning sphere of fire grew larger and larger, until all at once a powerful paw smacked her in the back, sending her flying to the ground, the flames dissipating into nothing.

Emmaline tried to pull herself off the ground, but her body ached from the impact. Her arms shook as she pushed herself up only for the heavy weight of the Gnoll Chieftain's foot to push her back down. He pinned her to the dirt, the fine points of his claws against her back sending a simple message: don't try anything.

With Emmaline and Liv both in the Gnoll's clutches, Becky's resolve broke in a final panic. She rushed forward, dagger held outward toward the Chief's back. Fuu was still broken on the floor, and this monster planned to hurt the rest of her friends too--Becky could not let him live!

She made it most of the way toward him in her **** scramble before the forerunner of the Gnoll tribe tackled her from the side. His body caught most of the impact, but by the time Becky could tell which was was up again, she was held firm in his grasp.

Becky swallowed, trying to bury her surging panic as she looked around. Liv was pinned beneath a Gnoll, her clothes already shredded as she stared down at the thick red cock poised between her thighs. Emmaline was pinned beneath the Gnoll Chieftain, and with all remaining interests subdued, he seemed to have quickly lost interest in fighting, now leaning down to examine the woman who would undoubtedly become his new toy. Just a few short feet away from Becky herself lay her best friend in the world, Fuu's body and mind too exhausted to move, even as a small pack of curious Gnolls made their way up to investigate the gorgeous nude woman that had fallen into their laps.

That only left Becky herself. She was pinned entirely within the grasp of a Gnoll so much stronger than herself. Even if her racing heart would allow her to fight back, she simply didn't have any chance. In the end, she hadn't been able to amount to much of anything at all... When push came to shove and it was time to save Fuu, she was useless. And now it was over.