Corruption of champios es en verdad un RPG de elecciones, pero requiere que te tomes un juego en serio. No estan preparados para esta conversación.

You take one look at her before making your request. You tell her you want the pigslut to leave the gym, and never return. She stares, speechless, but immediately begins bawling at your feet. You’re fine with staying here – but you never want to see her face again. For what it’s worth, the girl is surprisingly light when you pick her up off her feet and carry her outside the gym. She’s shivering, terrified of a life without you – so you’ll give her something to remember you by. By now Lottie’s stood up, walking pathetically away in tears, but you’ve already caught up to her, removing your pants and waddling in her direction while your tool swings to and fro. Before she notices, you’ve already thrust your entire package into her, fitting as much as you can inside before humping relentlessly. She screams, attracting the attention of a nearby guard on night watch – but you’re not done yet. You take your moist member out and aim towards the advancing guard. Your brow furrows as you yell your final resolution. “TAKE THIS – MY LOVE, MY ANGER, AND ALL OF MY SORROW! CUUUUM CANNON!” With a hearty thrust, you plunge your junk forward, spurting an impossible amount of gooey spunk in the man’s general direction, blasting him into the air and out of Tel’Adre’s walls. “GO! GO! GO!” you shout, pumping jets of your seed at the enemy until he finally bursts into gory treats like a bloody fireworks display. You turn back to see Lottie cowering on the floor. You grin and take one final dip into her cu.nt, squirting a tiny amount of incredibly potent seed before walking away, leaving her abused and broken as you salute an imaginary American flag. You shed a single tear.

You discover much later that she’s pregnant and miserable with your child.

(Lottie is no longer encounterable.)

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Standing victorious, you attempt to pull out, but you can’t. Her pu.ssy has clamped down on you so hard that you can’t withdraw. You are in no rush, however. Your co.ck is still hard and her body is plenty warm. Smirking, you just stand and enjoy the feeling of her womb. Then suddenly, Lottie cries at the top of her lungs. Your attempt to pull out seems to have triggered her orgasm. A cataract of womanly juices cascades out of her cu.nt. She gushes, and gushes, and gushes... after five minutes, her orgasm still hasn’t ceased! The ground where you two stand looks like a small puddle thanks to her constant stream of femspray. At ten minutes, she still hasn’t stopped! When will the end be? Why all this pig glee? Yo man, what happened? Lottie’s breathing heavily and oinking as loudly as possible. Tired and frustrated, you just stand there while her orgasm continues unabated. After about twenty minutes more, Lottie’s chubby cu.nt finally releases you and she falls forward onto her face in the puddle of pork drippings, eyes rolled into her head and a smile splitting her face.

DAMN! Did this pig bit.ch really just have a half-hour orgasm? You’re a little jealous.

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“Hey Kinder, cats are flexible right? Think I would turn into one if I could lick my butt? I’d be a sexy kitten!” Arian does away with her robes, tossing them around and bending over as far as she can in an attempt to lick at her butt. “J-just a bit more.... Help me here, Kinder! I want to turn into a cat so we can roleplay! I’ll be Mittens and you can be Fishbreath!”

Feeling a touch nervous, you ask if she’s feeling all right. “All right? I’m super!” she replies, giggling madly.

At one point the bending lizan gives up and falls flat on her back then gets right up eyeing you with a glow in her eyes. “That was a stupid idea! I know just how to make it! I can lick your butt instead! Do you think it tastes like cloud ice-cream like your rainbow aura?”