She defeats the toad, but the venom still is in her blood

Myria ignored the venom. It didn't matter. So what if she wanted nothing more to suck its dick. So what that her hormones were telling her to spread her legs to the large dick before her. She didn't care, she ignored it, placing it in the back of her mind. She had a mission, and the last thing that would help it would becomming this Toad's fuck slut. So she steeled herself against it, despite all the disadvantages.

Her limbs slowed, and her senses grew dull. She was fast succumbing to the poisen. But she formed a plan. She couldn't catch this creature with her blade, so she would let it catch her, and unleash her attack. So, she did just that, waiting until it came upon her, fully believing that its poisen had worked. With a singular flash of the sword, its head was neatly cleaved from its body, and it fell before her. Myria responded in turn, falling to her knees. With the toad dead, she still wanted to be fucked. It didn't matter who, but her burning desire for anything was quickly overcomming the mental block she had formed against the toad. She was about to give up, until she noticed Dew. The elven woman had a tongue, fingers, and Myria had come here to save her from the toad in the first place. Her eyes, unfocused, looked at Dew's body with lust. While normally not attracted to women, her sexuality was quickly becomming quite broad, and she began to make her way over to Dew to sate her lusts.