That Ashe

The mini skirt, ample breasts, and the way they jiggled with each shot enticed the cave toad from it's hidden view. it watched as she reclaimed her arrows and gave the briefest hint of white panties beneath her small skirt. Each shot fired enticed the toad, whose slimy bumpy cock only engorged further, twitching and becoming painfully hard. It's webbed fingers wrapped around the shaft, pumping slowly as it watched her, the oversized organ twitching and waiting to sheath itself. It's simple mind contemplated what she would look like sheathed on his prick, the mix of pleasure and pain across those features as her ample tits and ass jiggled.

Her back turned to him, he eyed the others warily. The small creatures in blue robes seemed oblivious to just about anything, really. Mindlessly completing the same tasks over and over, as for the others... well, they were trying to hurt Ashe, but the frost archer seemed quite adept at running away from them. Finally, it seemed the toad got his chance, as the others and Ashe had begun to use strange magic. He watched as they vanished in light, leaving only the exhausted Frost Archer left. Bruised up, sweaty, she wisely decided that rest would be needed to recover. When she thought she was safe, she began the action to teleport back to base to recover, cursing her so called ally that had been hidden the entire time. The same ally who was stroking himself off as light covered her body. But she didn't go back to base. For as it was about to finish, a sudden tongue lashed out, catching her around the waist, and pulling her into the bushes with a surprised yell...

The opponents returned, and were a bit surprised not to see the buxom archer attempting to defend the lane, or even the absentee partner that seemed to be nowhere to be found. They didn't check the bushes where she had been dragged into. After all, why would they? How could they know what was going on? That Ashe lay in long grass, skirt pushed up, and legs held spread wide. The fat cave toad having wrapped it's arms around her back to prevent her from getting away while his powerful body undulated as each powerful thrust caused Ashe's ample breasts to bounce, her top roughly pulled aside to let the orbs free. It's head was lowered, staring at the globes as he determinedly rutted into his bitch with reckless abandon.

Ashe's head was thrown back, eyes clenched shut, covered in swear while her hands dug into the dirt beneath them. She had struggled initially, but both the size of the cock and the tricklets of blood from the barb on her leg was evidence how resistance had fled the confused. "Fuuuuuck....!" She called out, almost drowned out by the incessant clapping of her ass cheeks as fat nuts cracked against them. "Please... stop...!" She cried, tears dripping down her cheeks in pleasure, pain, and the shame she was cheating on her husband. But that didn't stop her wet pussy from tightening around the thick shaft that pumped into her womb with fierce, fast, and hard strokes. Breaking it's gaze from her bouncing breasts, the cave toad reared back, staring deep in her eyes as he thrusted balls deep inside of her, spewing his potent load in her unprotected womb. Ashe's toes curled, eyes bulged, as she cried out a long and loud "AHHHHHHGH!" Cumming harder than she ever had before.

"What was that?" The voice belonged to Caitlyn, known as the Sheriff of Piltovar. She had been busy dealing with a few minions, when she thought she had heard someone screaming. She was slim, wearing the uniform of the city enforcers, save for the distinct top hat she wore, and thigh high leather boots that hung up her mini skirt. Useful for trudging the streets, while still remaining somewhat stylish. "What was what?" Her companion, Morgana, stated in annoyed sigh. The fallen angel was wearing the low cut top that kept her ample breasts pushed up and on display, while a single leg pushed from the slitted skirt. With pale skin and purple eyes, she was the definition of dreary, made even more so from lack of opponents. "Hmm..." Caitlyn returned to her task. But in the back of her mind, she kept that in mind.

"Ugh... ugh... ugh..." Ashe's tired moaning issued out from her, although was drowned out by the hard 'plap, plap, plap'. On her hands and elboes, ass up, and the cave toad plundering her from behind in the most intimate way possible. It's gut hung over her as he bred her, undulating in rapid succession as his cock slammed deep into the frost archer. Ashe's mind was near broken, head hanging down as she watched between her swaying breasts as the cock rapidly plundered her pussy, the only idle thought being of pleasure, and that the creature had a bigger penis. Her eyes were hazy, as she only soft babbling came from her pretty lips, which only became more insistent at the pace of the coupling, until finally she threw back her head as another orgasm rocked her body, before whimpering and passing out, a deluge of toad cum flowing from her pussy.

"I swear I heard something..." Caitlyn said, now that the tower was dealt with. "Then go check it out if you're so concerned..." Morgana sighed in annoyance. "Or, what, you want me to?"

Meanwhile, Ashe was **** fed the cock, her throat bulging as her head was pushed back, the toad's tongue hanging out as he seeding the frost queen's mouth to turn her addicted to toad cum. Webbed fingers bunched in her white hair, hazy eyes looking upward, hands barely holding his powerful haunches as he used her. A few shots down her throat which worked to swallow, before spraying several loads across her face. Hearing someone approaching, he quickly released his prize, and stepped into the taller grass, wary of who could arrive. Ashe lay in a heap, twitching slightly as she recovered from her orgasms.