Robin goes for a lewd and shocking gambit!

A burning heat spread it's way up through her with every brush of the monster's turgid member against her inner thigh. He barely even seemed to be aware of the contact. His beady eyes stared instead at her modest chest, watching in apparent amusement as his rocking motions forced her breasts to jiggle and bounce. Her hair joined them, bobbing atop her head and loosing the careful braids she had worked into it that morning until strands fell free here and there to rest over and around her face.

And still that heat tingled into her! Robin groaned as she felt a tickle of pleasure rush across her lower lips. Her pretty petals had gotten so sensitive even just from the few drops of semen that flicked up onto them from the Troll's wild movements. From there it spread like wildfire, rushing up through her hips and into her stomach to pulse out into her chest. Her smooth pale skin flushed a pretty pink all across her face and chest, and Robin moaned aloud, feeling her heart race even faster in her chest.

As her mind struggled to hold back from the sudden sensation, Robin's body started to go limp. A physical surrender which... it was hard to say for sure how much it mattered. It wasn't exactly like the small and nimble Robin was about to muscle her way out of this behemoth's grip.

The troll eased up on her just enough to let her slip downward toward his cock. When Robin didn't even try to resist, his fat member soon found itself nestled against her folds. The cute lips of her pussy lit with sensation from the first moment of contact! If Robin had thought the feeling of mere droplets of his corruptive seed made her feel sensitive before, having his cockhead press and smear that all against her lower entrance was a whole other level of hyper focused sensation.

She could feel every grove and curve of his cockhead against her, the divot of it's strange inhuman shape, the surprisingly rough texture of his skin against her own. Every detail of it echoed and magnified in her mind until Robin's eyes were nearly bulging out of her head while she stared dumbly down at the impending penetration. She squirmed, her cute body wriggling entirely of it's own accord--which only served to grind her molten sex against the creature's cock, smearing even more of that potent seed all around her lower lips and the very tops of her inner thighs. If it felt this intense just pressed against her, Robin could only imagine how it would feel once the beast finally thrust himself inside!

Though she didn't have to imagine for long.

As though he could read her thoughts, the troll uttered a deep, guttural noise and bucked his hips in a sudden, violent thrust. Robin's voice echoed out in a sound somewhere halfway between a shriek, a squeak and a moan as the girth of his member slammed past her entrance to impale her fully on it's length. It slide further and further inside her, fully skewering Robin, guided on both by the powerful musculature of the beast and by Robin's own flooded cunt. Her body ached and tensed and arched all at once in a flurry of conflicting sensations and gestures. Her pussy tried to ease him into her, desperate to be full of this maddening sensation, while simultaneously clenching down around the invading member in some mixture of an attempt at milking his seed from him and a vain effort at pushing him out. Her back arched, grinding her hips forward toward him, while her lower half recoiled form the sheer force of the thrust.

The troll had hilted himself inside her to her absolute limit and then some. Somewhere beyond the dizzying assault of sensation, Robin could hear the roaring cheers of the crowd... a pained sound in Emmaline's sultry voice... her own incoherent wails.

Then her grip tightened, and she found her hands wrapped around cold, unforgiving metal.

Robin's heart raced. Her body was moving entirely on instinct as the troll slowly started to pull his cock free of her far too tight fuckhole. Every inch her drew back, she could feel every ridge and bump of his inhuman cock brushing against her inner walls, every detail of contact and stretching to the point she felt like she should break screamed and echoed itself into her mind. His cock reached her entrance and something pulsed inside her. It wasn't physical, and Robin could barely even feel it past the crush of sensation, but somehow, her lapsing mind could still tell it was there, could still reach out and...

She released the spell in the same moment the troll thrust himself into her. His cock slammed into the slender girl deeper and deeper, and at the same time lightning surged from some plane beyond reality and raced up through the shaft of the spear that was still embedded deep into the troll's flesh.

His regeneration had stopped the initial thrust from dealing any lasting damage, but it had also trapped the highly conductive weapon deep in the center of his body and the lightning spell Robin channeled had an almost perfect line of direct access straight to his core! The energy pulsed into him, quickly making contact with exposed nerve endings and vulnerable organs. It raced through his entire body, now carried along by his inner workings in a hyper-fast expressway to his most vulnerable parts.

The beast groaned. His fingers tensed against Robin's side, squeezing and letting up in a chaotic slightly too tight massage. She could feel him inside her as well. As the lightning wreaked havoc on his nerves, his hips surged with uncontrolled tremors as well, thrusting his cock this way and that inside her and stirring her up with completely random movements until her inner walls were absolutely coated with that lurid mixture of his seed and Fuu's juices.

He took one step back as if to brace himself, then toppled to the ground with a heavy thud. Robin was left straddling over his hips, panting for breath. She was still impaled on his cock, and her legs and been forced wide into a fairly uncomfortable splits. Her face was flushed, her hair a mess, and her breath came in quick gasping breaths as she tried to get some sort of grip on the aching warmth that was still swelling unbidden inside of her.

But she had done it. She had won.

Robin looked around shakily to see scaled fists pumping in the air, hands cupped to the mouths of lizardfolk as they whooped and cheered for her. It was another moment for the ringing in her ears to die down enough for her to actually hear their cries of excitement, joined in with Emmaline's own hollering relief.

Robin pushed herself up off of him, feeling his cock slide free of her with a lewd pop, as her tight lower lips gripped onto it's shaft. She shuddered at just how good it felt, took one step forward, stumbled, then managed to right herself.

When she tried to step again, Robin found her whole world was still swimming in heat and pleasure. She couldn't think. She could barely even see! Every part of her was tuned inward and down to her molten sex and the aching, pulsing need that demanded her every last drop of attention.