Play Nasty

As soon as the head of his penis passed Gwen’s teeth, she bit down. Victor immediately reacted and flung himself away from her with a scream of pain, but as he fell he knocked one of the switches on Gwendolyn’s chair. Her binds unclasped and the half-elf was now free.

“BALLZ!” She screamed in rage as she leapt out of her chair. “I’m gonna paint the walls of this room with your god damn blood!”

She fired of bolt of magical energy his way, but the scientist rolled behind a table at the last second. Gwen cried out again as her entire demeanour changed: A pair of horns began to spring out from the top of her skull, a pair of bat like wings emerged from her back, and her eyes were now completely yellow.

“ThAt’S iT lItTlE mAn! FlEe FrOm Me LiKe ThE cOwArD yOu ArE!”

With her new claws, Gwen(?) was building up a colossal ball of energy. As it grew bigger and bigger, Victor started to recover and pulled out a small remote from his lab pocket. Flicking the switch, a single bolt of electricity shot off from a nearby tesla coil and struck Gwendolyn right in the spine.

She roared in pain and her entire transformation practically melted from her body. When she fell, she was back to normal. Before she could do anything else, Victor grabbed her roughly by the neck.

“I’m afraid you should’ve cooperated Miss Sinclair. Because now… I’m going in raw!”

“AHHHHHHHH!~”

Bethany swore she heard the sound was emitting from the left sunscreen. She crept over to the glass panel, and as she approached she could start to make out low pitched moaning and initially assumed it was Blair, but as she looked over she realised she had mistaken him for the other sibling.

Her roommate was being absolutely pummelled. Gwen was bent over, stomach and tits first on a table as a large bald man was having his way with Gwen’s asshole. He moved like a jackhammer as he shoved his member deeper and deeper into the unfortunate woman’s hole.

Gwen’s face was a contorted mix of pain and pleasure. Her eyes were shut and her mouth was stuck in a permanent ‘o’ face. The man railing her showed no signs of stopping, as he seemed to be shouting about how he was going to keep going harder. The other thing off about Gwen was that her skin for some inexplicable reason was red, and she now had pointy ears like her brother. If not for her hair, Bethany wouldn’t have recognised her.

Bethany looked between the door and the window. If she took the door, she couldn’t guarantee it would lead her to them and it was slower. Alternatively, she could jump through the window and stop the man right now.