Hide!

Myria knew that the elf caster was right. Still, she had been looking for a chance to knock Lady Cecelia off her holy pedestal, and here was the perfect opportunity, at the first cave toad! She wiped the grin off her face and kicked the severed head of the cave toad off the edge and into the glowing pool far below. It was frozen in a goggle- eyed look of shameless pleasure, complete with that fat pink tongue hanging out of its wide mouth. Splash.

Cecelia rose to her feet, and, glowering at Myria, wiped her lips with the back of her gauntlet. The frog cum clung like snail slime and stretched in gooey threats from her mouth to her wrist. Her right eye was still totally glued shut by a fat, light green rope of scum.

There was still a spray of dark cave toad blood across the floor, and a few bubbly pools of wayward monster cum. Dew did her best to rub it all into the dirt with one foot, and her staff. A tracker looking hard could see it, but at least it wouldn't be immediately obvious to any reinforcements.

"Over here, quick!" whispered Myria. To the right of the bridge, the cave gallery became a forest of stalactites, gradually growing thicker until they formed a wall. The area was rocky, and the stone was slick with moisture, but at least there was darkness and cover. From several directions, the sounds of croaking toads and the patter of their bare footfalls were getting closer.

The three darted into the shadows and crouched down behind the smooth, irregular rocks. there they crouched and peered out at the bridge over the underground pool.

Dew whispered, "Did you see that cave toad? How it didn't fight at all... it just... it just..."

"Shut up, Dew!" snapped Cecilia. She was still trying to pull globs of frog goo from her face. Stringy sticky threads would stretch away as she pulled, and she had to snap her hands hard to fling the cock gunk onto the floor.

"You're right Dew," agreed Myria in a hushed voice. "This is going to be easy. These monsters are too horny to even fight. Good thing we're three sexy ladies, right?" she smirked confidently and gave Dew's rack a playful slap. This made the elf's round tits jiggle and she covered herself with a protective arm. "Haha, sorry princess. What horny, perverted, pathetic, depraved..."

"Shut up!" barked Cecelia, blowing another oily cum bubble from her nose.

"Sorry. Just... those cocks though. I guess if I had a cock like that, I would..." Myria let her thought go as the bridge began to shake. Someone was moving across it at speed- and a lot more than just one by the look of it. The darkness kept them hidden, but several distinctive warbles approached through the gloom.