Sarah Fortune

Of all the demi gods, horrors, and living elementals, Sarah Fortune stood out because she was a perfectly normal human being. But that was perhaps an understatement, given how the woman looked.

A Pirate Hunter of the sea town of Bilgewater, Sarah Fortune had a tragic tale that she kept hidden. What she didn't, was her body. With super model like looks and long flowing hair, she'd attract the eyes of anyone looking to fuck. But within her black top, massive breasts threatened to spill out. Her belly was flat, and toned from years of the hunt. She favored low cut, extremely tight leather pants, showing off her round ass, which she swayed sexily back and forth as she moved between the lane, and then glimmering with light as she moved back to an unknown location. The toads had almost explored the forests and the river of this place, and had avoided the various creatures that dwelled within. But as they caught sight of Sarah Fortune, in her silly tri cornered hat, they knew who they had to breed.

But she never left the same path she took, using loud hand held weapons which caused them to shy away. She was always with something, or someone. Always was just out of reach of their barbs and their bobbing, fat dicks. Time continued to pass, and they had begun to give up hope. One had gone off, to search for an easier target. But one lingered, avoiding, waiting. And then, things began to change. First, it was the other person with her. And then, they seemed to abandon this warzone, as the tower fell. It was a strange thing, and the toad was beginning to give up hope, until his bulbous eyes saw her. Heavy breasts jiggling, as she began to make her way once more, [alone.

It was a boring exercise for the sexy bounty hunter to continue to shoot mindless minions within the rift. They did the same thing over and over, and it only got easier to kill them. She had come once more to get a bit of gold, something to augment her power a bit more. A sudden crack caught her attention, coming from the woods. Sarah Fortune was wary of such things. While **** wasn't permanent here, it still hurt quite a bit. Raising her weapon, she began to venture within the woods, eyes looking about as she did so.

Looking around, the forest green trees greeted her, along with several creatures she recognized. The golem, brimming with arcane energy, stood in an inert state. And the Gromp sat opposite of it, the fat toad creature idly watching the goings. She didn't even notice that it had seemingly 'shrunk', or that it was attempting to blend into the brush. No, she didn't even notice the fat, stiff prick that hung between it's thighs as it assumed a quad stance, before giving up moving in the brambles. It expected a fight, but to it's mild confusion, she simply turned away. Her ass still swayed back and forth, to and fro, as the cave toad sat up. Stroking itself, it licked its lips.

Sarah was unaware of it, even as it moved up behind her. After all, she had already scouted the area, so any noises coming from behind her were surely just minions battling.

Leaning forward, the cave toad reached out, and...