Liv fails to save Fuu, but doesn't fall in either

Liv jerked back. It was as if she had been shocked with lightning. She was stunned, stuck in place unable to take her eyes off of her friends' debasement. The arousal had welled up inside of her, growing and growing as she battled herself. The pools power commanded forward, to strip naked, and let the monsters in the pool have their way with her. It made the idea sound so appealing, and images danced in her head of herself being taken, fucked, used by all manner of creatures. Her common sense fought against it tooth and nail, and the two battled each other to a stand still, leaving Liv paralyzed.

Then her eyes latched onto the owl bear. They traced down his body, focusing on the horselike cock and something in her just... broke. Her eyes narrowed in fury, her lips pulling back into a snarl as she finally tore free. Liv stumbled backward, losing her balance and falling onto her butt before she managed to scramble to her feet.

"I'm... I'm sorry Fuu," she said. The monk still didn't seem to have noticed her presence. Neither did the owlbear for that matter, and he was closing in on Fuu's athletic body. "I'll be back for you, I promise! I just... need a better plan."

Liv stumbled away, still unsteady on her feet as she truly noticed just how aroused her body had become. She silently cursed Fuu for making her go somewhere without her rifle, then cursed herself for listening to Fuu's command. As she walked, she tried to ignore the constant moaning that brushed against her ears. Voices she recognized, and those she didn't all mixed together in a messy jumble of lust.

With the arousal still fading from her mind, Liv traipsed off onto the castle grounds, disappearing from sight of the manor behind a large topiary that marked the entrance of a rather lavish garden.