Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-24026095-20170128003438/@comment-24026095-20170203202245

Flamebiplane wrote:
 * shows up in heavy armor that's shrouded in a glowing red mist*

Greetings ma'am. Yes, this is armor, and unfortunately, it's cursed. That means I can't take it off unless I have a way to remove the curse. &lsquo;Greetings, ma'am. Yes, this is a living armour, and unfortunately, it's cursed. That means I can't give you a naked lap dance until I have a way to remove the curse.&rsquo;

&lsquo;Ohhh, you silly boy. It's living armour and of course she won't come off, she wants to stay with you and protect you! No matter, we can always bang inside it!&rsquo;

She starts rubbing the armour all over as if she's giving a happy ending massage and even tickles it at certain spots. The living armour pops open and she instantly jumps inside, much to your horror.

&lsquo;Hora, hora, I can feel your fear boner rubbing against my soft thigh. I won't eat you or anything, just relax. My thighs would feel really good around you, I promise.&rsquo; She leans forward and rests her head on your shoulder, trapping your hard-on between her fluffy thighs. She reaches around and strokes your back, kneading out all the tension in your muscles. And penis.

&lsquo;It's okay, dear. The living armour will give us protection and stamina, and I'll keep milking you dry inside the armour. No one will interrupt or stop us. Well, unless some other single mamono come along, but we can deal with that.&rsquo;