The toad leaped at Myria, knocking the lithe duelist over and tackling her to the ground. She felt it buck its hips, jabbing at her with its huge cock. She twisted out of the way each time, denying it access to her vagina. Dew grabbed the toad's shoulders and pulled it off of Myria. Dew's hands sizzled with magic, and the toad croaked in pain. It kicked a webbed foot out at Dew, and the elf tumbled over.
The toad lashed out its barbs, and Myria failed to duck out of the way. The nasty little darts struck her arm, and an instant wave of arousal washed over her.
"Uh oh..." she said, and suddenly the toad's cock looked far more inviting.
Dew stood, and Myria saw that the elf, too, was barbed. Her eyes were wide and lustful. Both women stared longingly at the toad's cock. The toad backed up a little and jutted its hips forward, showing off, knowing it had won.
"Dew..." Myria said. "Those other two fucking Amber... Not fair, really, that they got off and our friend here didn't, right?"
"I was thinking the same thing, Myria," the mage said.
"We can still get these barbs back to Grull," Myria already was kneeling before the toad. "But we can have a little fun first, right?"
"I don't see why not," Dew said as she took the cock in her slender hand.
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