Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170430110442/@comment-24026095-20170504173511

The pile of mamono lie there groaning. With their demonic energy and healing abilities, they're slowly getting up and shaking off the cobwebs. They pick up their implements, swinging them around and looking for the champion who bested them.

The ogre straddling SPARTAN presses her hands down on his chest, pinning him down and getting ready to impale herself on his rod which she forced to full mast with her skilled hands. &lsquo;He's a feisty one. That means he'll be a lot more fun to break. Come on, girls, don't you want dibs on him?&rsquo;