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Chapter 9 by tsuj tsuj

What kind of show?

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The pig picked up the heroine by her cowl, slapping his dick against her face.

"Suck it." he ordered.

Her hands shakily reached up around the misshaped member... and then she squeezed. Putting all her strength in her grip, she squeezed the cock like she was trying to crush an orange.

"GRk?"

The orc took notice, but it still wasn't enough pressure to do any damage.

So she swung her legs up, propping them against the beast's sack and pulled.

"GRR?"

She pulled and stretched his balls, unraveling that meaty coil as it stretched out past the cleavage of her breasts. She could feel the slimy gunk through the silk of her gloves, but even still she held her grip. Of all the parts on his body, this was probably his most ****. And she wasn't letting this chance go. Literally.

"Hey! Stop!"

She put her upper arms into it, wrapping around pulsing sausage as she added a twisting motion to her efforts.

"Graaaaagh!" she yelled in sync with the monster's roar. From between the orc's legs came a sick pop, and with that he fell to his knees. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and froth dribbled from his mouth as he passed out from the pain.

Before Nami could celebrate her victory however, the meat in her arms suddenly throbbed. Instinctively she made to let go, but too late. As the phallus sprung back to its owner, at the same time from its tip fired a literal torrent of cum.

"Wait, no — EEeeeeeyaaaaaaaah!!!!"

The blast caught her from the waist up, the **** actually managing to knock her off her feet. Laying on the stage floor, Nami was helpless to prevent the continued spraying from the writhing penis. When it at last finally stopped, she was plastered to the stage, her entire body covered with a layer of the disgusting white gunk.

With a groan of exhaustion she peeled herself off the soaked wood beneath her.

After a long pause of silence, the audience then cheered. They weren't sure what had happened exactly, but in the end it seemed that the heroine had won.

Idiots.

Nami sulked her way off stage, once again thankful for the mask covering her face. She wouldn't be doing this sort of thing again any time soon. But at the foremost, right now she deeply needed a long hot shower.

That's the show.

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