Return of the Party (IC)

[Lazy Kitsune]

"Well, that is what the card says..." Madison purred, giving her ass a wiggle in time with the jingling of her new bell to give Toby one last tease before he got into position. She crooks an eyebrow beneath her mask as Toby picks up her leash, not too surprised but still wondering how far he would go with using it. She didn't expect to feel him pull back with it, causing her to gasp briefly in surprise as she arches her back to follow the tug, pulled into an even more enticing pose for the observers around the table. Not that she was complaining... it seemed Mr Crowmask wasn't quite as timid as she had judged him to be. Maybe her teasing had managed to get something a little more fierce come from the surface.

She grinned as he leaned in to whisper to her, barely suppressing a giggle as she feels his hand groping her ass. "Why do you think I gave that show?" she whispered back to him, before bracing herself for what was to come. She could tell Toby was concerned about hurting her too much, although the card offered little room to be gentle with her. She could also tell he was enjoying himself, not least because of the bulge she felt straining against her left cheek. And Madison enjoyed herself too. Each spank that increased in firmness from the last brought a longer, shuddering gasp from her lips underneath the slapping sound of her ass being reddened and the jingle of her bell shaking with her body. The ludicrousness of being spanked in her underwear in front of all these near strangers helped smooth over what remaining misgivings she had about potentially having sex in front of these people, even if she still wasn't yet convinced of all of them as viable partners. The man with his hand on her ass, however, had certainly made the cut.

Once it was over and done with, she could feel her cheek sting. It seemed Toby had restraint enough in him to stop just when the card's conditions had been met. Which was... honestly refreshing. A man that could indulge in something like this but is considerate enough to not take it too far. Usually those two traits don't mix very often.

"Oh not at all, that was a great warm up~" she whispered back to him. "Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll stay standing altogether for just a bit." She rubbed her ass with an exaggerated wince while her other hand ran appreciatively down Toby's arm. "Thanks for going easy on me."

She stood up straight now, letting the leash for her collar rest on the table for the moment. She watches Toby's go with a great deal of interest, and while the first card seemed to be a bust (although it was handy to know cards like that existed), the second seemed to set her neighbour up in a very interesting situation for the rest of the game. The third, well... Madison had no complaints about the third. She still had one more card effect hanging over her own head, however, and turned to Lisa to see if she... he... whichever they preferred had a command for her.

[exalted]

Chester chuckled inside his mind though his body remained almost completely still, his chest barely rising and falling and he maintained his focus, channeling the energy into the deck like he always did. He gorged, consumed the emotions that flowed through the room, starting with the skepticism then the shock and the burgeoning excitement and fear as they each reacted in their own way. He wasn't surprised when Robbie was the first to take advantage of something, Malcolm's clone was interesting twist, a prey not originally expected, and then there was Lisa...

He nearly lost his focus as he watched her transformation, thinking of the idiot in the boot of the car watching while gloating slightly at the same time... she couldn't stand on the sidelines now...

He watched Madison from the corner of his eye as she received her spanking welcomely... wantonly... yes was truly worthy.

He ignored the vanity of Toby as he finally spied the stranger next to him, wandering slightly who the girl was as she hesitated to take her cards.

* * *
Viola - Robe, Gym Shorts, sports bra - cat's mask

Viola was, with grace and civility.... freaking out. How... what... why....

The stuttered questions flew thick and fast, hey eyes wide as she took in all the suddenly exposed flesh. A strange, uncomfortable heat started to build within her as she squirmed in her seat, breathing fast as she tried not to watch Madison and Toby go at it right next to her, but she couldn't look away. Part of her, a large part wanted to run away, she had never seen anything like this... never heard of anything like this... but another part of her couldn't or wouldn't move and secretly enjoyed the hot, damp feeling inside her gym shorts.

Without realizing it, she felt the deck of cards beneath her hand and she gulped. How many cards should she draw? One? One would be safer, right? But everyone else had drawn two cards, would they think less of her if she only took one? Would they think she was a chicken or baby if she only took one?

Gulping hard again, swallowing her fear, she drew two cards.

"22, A pair of light, padded shackles..." she started to read but yelped as she felt her arms suddenly yanked back and a metallic click echoed around the room.

She squirmed as best she could, trying to look over her shoulders as best she could, but just couldn't make out the contraption locking her wrists together. For those that bothered, her wrists and part of her forearms were now encased in a dark iron shackles, a solid rod rather than chain running between the two cuffs. Panicked, she looked back at the table to see the two cards had fallen face up and her eyes went wide in horror as she read the second card.

* * *

Suddenly the light in the room flickered and went dark, silence prevailed for an eternity of scants seconds before everyone could hear it. A deep, rumbling breathing that seemed to shake the very air around them. Slowly, the candles started to flicker back to life, one by one, as they steadily illuminated the the inner ring of seats again, but left the out in darkness. Viola was no longer in her seat, but the centre stage, bent over a rail or stocks like an animal.

On the edge of the darkness, where Chester's chair should have been, was a shape in darkness... impossibly big, impossibly imposing, darkness silhouetted by darkness and shadow. The ground reverberated as she stepped, the shadows that clung to peeling away like smoke as it strode into the light, still impossibly dark as if it even consumed the light.

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Chester chuckled inside the mind of the Minotaur as he towered over the form of the intruder. This would serve he right for sneaking into his labyrinth. He enjoyed her tremble for a moment, savouring the way she writhed as he clawed hands lifted the robe over her ass and kneaded her ass through her gym shorts.

Viola whimpered as she found herself unable to rise from the rail her chest rested on, her rear proudly displayed to whatever was behind her. She knew, she'd read the card, could feel the power of it's rumbling breath through her core and she flinched as it grabbed her ass.

"Please... no!" she yelped, panick claiming her but still she couldn't move.

"Fill her mouth," the beast growled at Kaitlyn, "Muffle her shrill cries with your meat"

Grabbing the hem of her gym shorts the Taur reefed them down, exposing Viola's virginal ass and sex to the room as it laughed lowly. Pulling aside it's loin cloth it started to rub the hardening flare of it's cock against her dew glistening slit.

Before plunging in, Chester looked up at the other figure, seated in the darkness beyond the ring of light and people. He wondered if it to would come down, or if it was too afraid to accept the Wild Thing it had become.

[mrblah]

And there it was. Left in the dark on outer rim. Confused by its current appearance, yet set aflame with sudden desire and a strong appetency it knew not. Stray thoughts informed the beast that it was once a human by the name of Oscar Wilde. A simple aspiring novelist, and a poet... ah, how he would see the poetic irony in his current situation. He'd likely laugh at it, amused to wonders abound at his current situation.

He could not do this, however, as his mind was overtaken with bestial instinct. The very same body that gave such an instinct also gave him the means to detect a means to fulfill this instinct, and the whiff of a woman's bare, virginal sex... called to him like the cry of a needy mate. The wild Minotaur stomped noisily over to the commotion in the center, his loincloth tenting and naturally shifting away to reveal the large, inhuman member hardening quickly beneath it. He completely ignored the others seated in the inner ring, his gaze aimed dead ahead at his prey... though, he would turn his head briefly to acknowledge the other beast with a grunt and a nod.

He wouldn't seem to mind the command given to Kaitlyn, instead moving to Viola's front to press and rub his cock against her cheek with a grunt, the head of his bestial dick dripping and rubbing a strongly scented bead of pre against her skin as he laughed. But despite this, he had stayed his hand, holding back a moment as if in acknowledgement of whoever this 'Kaitlyn' is and their rights to the prey's throat. His head even turned to face the crowd, his gaze swimming through the onlookers...

Among said onlookers... was one very bewildered Robbie. She'd almost frozen up when the gaze of the new entrant moved past her, the body of the hermit already deathly still at the sighting of the first one. Just what... the hell were they supposed to be? Obviously they were like the Minotaurs of mythology or even demons, but such creatures don't exist in the real world!
"Uh... guess that joke about demons from before might not've been that much of a joke, huh?" Damn. Robbie hates being right.

That poor girl was probably gonna get ruined by them, and now Kaitlyn has to go down there to join in. Robina felt for her biker friend. Turns out, she really got the shit end with that command card... or, also maybe not. Didn't seem like the Minotaurs wanted anything more than fun. And fun it just might be... at least, to watch. With those thoughts, she was very comfortable with turning to Kait to give her a salute. "Godspeed, pilgrim."

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Sam Stock

Sam was a little shocked at the sudden turn the game had taken. Sure, she had expected it to be far beyond normal since the mystical aspect of the game had been revealed, but so far, it had all been relatively harmless. This, however, was less so. Having intended to get up and hopefully help Viola to at least convince the Minotaur, which seemed to be Winchester transformed, to at the very least be gentle, as the cat masked girl seemed reluctant and scared, more-so than expected. Unfortunately, she found herself unable to even get up from her seat. Mystified, she tried again, only to find herself even more stiff in place. "What the? I can't get up!" She exclaimed her displeasure, sighing as she gave up, only to find to her surprise that she was suddenly free of the mystic hold she had been in. Intrigued, she again tried moving, finding herself unhindered, right up until the point her thoughts once again turned towards helping the cat masked girl. Unable to help, and not sure what to do, Sam settled for hoping the girl would be alright, and perhaps find herself enjoying the pleasure at least. A glance at the dropped card at least confirmed that she was safe from being hurt by the Minotaur, err... Minotaurs. There were apparently two of them!

Robert Sultener

Oh boy. Robert knew that things would come to this when the nature of the game had been revealed, and his suspicions seemed to be correct. The girl had not intended to be involved in all this any more than him. She hadn't known the intent of the party and had made the mistake fo participating. Of course, none of them could have anticipated that magic would be involved. She had probably thought she might be able to dip out of the game once things went too pear-shaped, but it was too late to reconsider now. Robert considered his options and decided to help the girl out. Sure, she had been ignoring him all evening, despite his attempts to interact with her, but he wasn't going to be a dick about it, just because she wasn't interested in talking to him, for whatever reason. Unfortunately, regardless of his intentions, he couldn't move from his spot. Gritting his teeth, he tried again, before hearing Sam exclaim that she was having the same problem. Managing to look in her direction however, he met no resistance and was free to see that as soon as she gave up, she was free to move again. Following her example, he frowned and tried something else, looking up at the Minotaur before asking his question. "Is this really necessary?" He asked. It was clear that it was Winchester, and he seemed aware enough to remember the curse placed on the tiger mask lady. The fact that he was the host, and was now participating, despite not being one of those drawing cards was telling of how much he knew of this game. He was familiar with it, and if anyone would know how to make things easier, or work around the rules, it'd be him... Although, Robert's impression of the guy told him that he'd be more inclined to ask them to enjoy this crazy activity instead of whine about it. Of course, he could at the very least try and make it easier on the cat masked girl.

[CondorBoH]

"Aw, fuck off."
Was the first words out of Kaitlyn's mouth upon seeing the Minotaurs appear. Yeah, there was some weird magic going on, but straight up fantasy creatures was a about to be a step too far. She couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor girl about to get stuffed by the monster, she clearly didn't look ready for it. Then she got ordered. Fuck. Magic flowed through her body and mind, making her move despite her intentions otherwise until she was standing on the opposite side to the first monster. She cast a look at Robbie, giving her a little nod before directing her attention back at the... task given to her.

Parting the dom outfit's whip-like skirt and the latex panties to reveal her cock, standing as hard as any other dick in the room at the time. With an apologetic look to the cat-girl, Kaitlyn lined her cock up to her mouth and pressed to her lips.
"Sorry kitten, make this easier on the both of us and just open up. Focus on breathing, kay? I'll pull out once some other jackass gives me the OK." - She looked up at the monster beside her and then to the one across from her, noting to missing seat. That was their host, for sure. - "Dude, you're huge like that, go easy on her. She's not having a good time by the look of it."
Her eyes went back to the one next to her. It's presence was difficult to miss, as was the powerful scent of arousal and need. It made her stiffen a little more, looking guilty beneath her mask. One of her hands went to her rear, parting one of her cheeks and nudging the big brute.

"So... She'll... probably be in a bad way if both of you go at her. I can probably fit one of you without issue, so..." She let the sentence hang, sounding more outright horny than she intended to be.

[exalted]

A sly grin creased the fur on the Minotaur's face at Kaitlyn's comments as she lined up with the girl's face and the rest of the room remained quiet. Any of them could have stopped Kait's joining but instead they had remained mute for the most part, the people standing by the rail road tracks secretly hoping to see someone get hit by the train. They were going to see something special today.

He pulled the flair, pre smeared tip of his cock away from the girl's pussy, a deep rumble reminiscent of a chuckle booming out from his throat as be bent down, keeping his eyes locked with Kait's.

* * *
Viola blushed, trembling and shivering in her bindings as she saw the other beast and girl approach her face. She wanted to scream, to cry out, to wake from whatever nightmare fueled hell she was in. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt a rush of heat blast against her rear, swarming over her ass and sex from the flaring nostrils of the beast behind and then she did scream, opening her mouth for Kaitlyn's cock to slide home.

* * *

Chester reveled, dragging his thick, wide burning tongue up the girl's slit, engulfing her entire sex in one lap that started at her clit and ended at her anus. He lapped slowly, firmly running the course flesh against her smooth and supple skin, tasting her completely as her scent filled his lungs. He kept his eyes locked with Kait as the girl squirmed and squeaked embarrassingly from his ministrations, his tongue forcing her pleasure before his pillaging.

[mrblah]

Ah. So there she was. The beast laughed in his deep, inhumane baritone at Kaitlyn's words. It amused him for her to suggest such a course of action as if there were anything else on his mind, but he would not voice such thoughts. Instead, the Minotaur rounded around the horny herm, positioning himself behind her with his enlarged, bestial cock jutting out from under his loincloth to bump against her. He growled at his undergarment, reaching down to tear it to the side to properly reveal his throbbing cock. Once that minor annoyance was dealt with, the Minotaur roughly reached out to lay his large hands on Kait's hips, using them to steady itself as he pushed forward bluntly... the beast wasn't even aiming anywhere yet, he was merely teasing her with a promise. The bestial shaft poked out between Kaitlyn's thighs, and the Minotaur delighted himself in rubbing the upper side of his all too large cock against both (Minotaur is perplexed??) of her sexes before he'd shift himself into place to penetrate her properly.

He couldn't resist the alluring smell of a female so close to him any longer. The sexual tension in the air was palpable and thick like a smog, and he had a great nose. Even if she had something extra (you can bet he felt it), this beast saw more female than male, and his addled mind was only concerned with pounding a female down into submission and leaving the stickiest load he could inside her—anything less would be an affront to nature! The beast finally reached with one hand to line up the flared head of his cock with her... wait. He paused. Then he realized the awkwardness of their position, and huffed deeply with annoyance. Breeding this bitch was all he wanted to do, but he didn't have the patience to get her in a spot more accepting of his intentions... howsoever, females had two holes, didn't they? And a hole was a hole, any hole could be fucked. The Minotaur's prodding someplace a little easier to access—he's going for anal stop him if you value your ass.

[CondorBoH]

The herm looked at the minotaur before her with a look of spite. Even in their compromised positions the look in her eye was simply that of someone looking at something beneath them. Her attention was taken by more important matters, the poor kitten. Kaitlyn could see and feel the girl's discomfort and fear but could do little as it was to stop it, merely plugging her mouth with her cock. That felt... very wrong. Her voice when she spoke was quiet, meant for the girl and not the beasts around them.
"Hey, look at me. Just look, focus on breathing, try to loosen up. This'll be over sooOOON WHOA!"
She looked back at the other monster behind her as it drove its actual monster cock between her thigh. Kaitlyn shivered, the sheer heat running through her. It ran between her lower lips and shifted her balls out of the way and wow, there was still more. The furred, muscular hands on her hips made it... better? Worse? Damn she couldn't tell at this point. Half of her was worried about the little kitten (not to mention trying not to choke her out) but the other half was surprisingly into being handled by this beast.

"Oooookay. Let's hope that card was right about me being loose..."
Kaitlyn took a deep breath when she felt the beast press against her asshole, worry and excitement sending shivers through her body. Both of her hands went to the table to brace herself, and potentially the cat-girl, for the thrust. An audible gulp would be heard by everyone in the room.

[exalted]

Viola's inexperienced tongue wriggled around Kait's shaft as it pushed into her mouth, muffling her moans as her cheeks flushed crimson from arousal and shame from the Minotaur devouring her virgin quim. She gagged, throat convulsing as the Minotaur behind Kait thrust, causing Kait's cock to surge past her gullet from the impact, spittle and groans constricting around the choking flesh.

* * *
Winchester chuckled again, the voice dark and brooding, more of growl in his guise of beast as he pulled away from the Cat masked woman, her arousal was clearly displayed on the fur around his mouth and he lined his throbbing cock back up to her dripping slit. Fingers digging into her ass cheeks, he splayed them wide as his flared glans teased her skin, he braced his legs for the hard fucking he would deliver in spades.

He chuckled slightly as he saw his beastly brother overcome any humanly inhibition in front of him as he took Kait's ass, the herm's luck with the cards better than the Cat Girl's. He looked to the seated players again, locking eyes with Lisa as he thrust in and Viola screamed as her virginity was taken.

[mrblah]

Hope indeed. This minotaur certainly wouldn't care to check before he'd plunge in. A rousing roar announced his action, and following it, the beast roughly and carelessly thrust forward to spear the tip of his flared cock through Kaitlyn's ring, and continued to feed the rest of his cock, through more intense, forceful thrusts. He hadn't so much as given a thought to either her comfort nor how likely unwilling the human he once was would've been, his mind so addled with lust as it was. And the comfortable pleasure he felt as he pushed as deep as he could into Kait... only fueled his lust further. The minotaur didn't stop until he completely bottomed out, his hips slapping against her cheeks with all he could get of his length inside of her. "———!" Another roar sounded victorious. The beast laid claim to his victim, taking a moment to at least let her adjust to his stupid size.

... He pulled out a moment after the pause, dragging his hot shaft out of her ass roughly to about half its length, and then it'd begin. The lustful beast thrust forward again to slap into Kaitlyn from behind, again, and again... with terrible strength and power. He let go of any inhibitions or gentleness he may have had, and focused on taking her as only a true monster could.

[CondorBoH]

When one performs anal, an exceptional amount of lube is generally required to ensure a lack of pain and discomfort for the individual being reamed, as it were. While the minotaur's precum did do something... really, that didn't suffice. If it wasn't for the magic affecting her, this would have been brutal and tearing. As it was, she still felt the colossal dick absolutely FILLING her ass, but at least it didn't hurt. The feeling was difficult to describe. Kaitlyn had used large toys back there before, but it wasn't anything like a living cock that size. To add something more to the pleasure, she had something most other women didn't have - a lovely little thing up her butt that makes things feel good.
The air was subsequently knocked out of her lungs, and a grunt of... pleasure? could be heard in the exhale. Each breath was followed by a forced gasp as the monster hammered its way into her. The few seconds of pause, when it let her get used to it, was the only real chance she had to breathe.

The cat-girl was forgotten in the moment, the twin forms of pleasure making it hard to concentrate. Her arms braced as the minotaur began pulling out. Anticipation ran through her body, her arms tensed and a lusty moan filling the room as all that meat was dragged out. Kait had taken it rough before, but she didn't think she'd be able to walk at all after this. A soft whimper made its way past her lips only a second before the beast started fucking for real.
The herm slumped over the table, ragged and voiceless gasps being forced out of her with each thrust. Her curvy ass and perky breasts were sent quaking by the force, everything else forgotten as her brain was, essentially, fucked out.

[Tes]

Toby is still fully occupied with the girl standing next to him with her reddened ass out when the events begin to unfold in front of him. It literally took two huge mythical creatures to enter the scene to tear him away from Madison but that sure did it. His eyes grow big and his lips begin to form the beginning of a load exclamation of 'WTF?!' to which they never get as others are quicker to act. Quickly it dawned on him that this was absolutely going to happen with nothing for him to do against it as the rules of the game enforce it. After which he can't help but look on with some morbid curiousity as the girls 'on stage' are getting filled by creatures normally far too large for them.

Malcolm
It really began to make sense now why Chester wouldn't want anyone finding out about these parties if giant monster rape is his kind of fantasy. Not that Malcolm hadn't played around with such ideas in his head...but the real thing was definitely something else to witness entirely. His female clone certainly seems to mirror those thoughts as her eyes are glued to the scene. He feels her thighs clench in his lap and sees her grimace in empathetic pain as the minotaur begins to enter Kaitlyns behind. There was only to hope that the card she drew really held what it has promised, which seemed to hold with the absense of a wounded cry eminating through the cavern as one would expect from such a large cock being rammed into your ass.

[exalted]

Chester thrust harder and harder as he felt his cock sink deeper and deeper with each thrust, conquering the once virginal pussy wrapped tightly around his member. Her body clung so desperately to his cock as she was ploughed from both ends, the wooden bar supporting her and Kait creaking with each thrust and Viola was nearly concertinaed between the three cocks. He leaned forward as his cock finally bottomed out inside the the girl, pressing hard on her cervix and grabbed Kait's chin with one hand, squeezing her cheeks to force her mouth open and his tongue between her lips.

His other hand grabbed her breasts, kneading the flesh between his giant, rough furred fingers, using her tits to jostle her back and forth against the Minotaur and Viola. Finally, Chester could feel himself at his limit and he bottomed out inside the Catgirl one last time, a bellowing roar escaping his chest to rattle the room as he seed erupted inside her.

[mrblah]

The going definitely wasn't easy on the other side. As expected, the beast's cock was a few sizes more than a human could take! Every inch pulled back or forced in was fought for by the minotaur with persistence and a dimwitted focus on sating his lust no matter the cost. He savagely pounded his dick deep into her plush ass with reckless thrusts and breathy, unintelligible huffs, the force of his invasive ramming most definitely enough to force the herm to fuck the catgirl's mouth, probably nearly as forcefully.

Kaitlyn would feel his end soon. The minotaur's throbbing cock more readily began to spurt its pre-cum into her ass throughout his fucking, the increased amount of lubrication telling of the far more substantial load to come as his bestial huffing became more pronounced and heavier... he pushed forward. On his last run through, the beast would do naught but mindlessly press forward. He'd long since bottomed out in Kaitlyn's ass, but his natural predilection and his misguided urge to breed forced him to try harder. Do more, as if her every moan and her lustful tone was energizing him as much as his lust. This was it—that'd be the instinctual realization both he and his prey would have as his harsh thrusting reached a crescendo. If it were to come... he needed to make a meaningful impact on this woman for her to remember him by.

"—!!" He plunged in as deep as he could, pressing against Kaitlyn from behind as he submerged every inch of meat he had in her tight ass. The possessive beast shifted his position. He widened his stance and leaned forward to the point that his utterly speared prey could feel his breath against her neck, and with a few more rocky thrusts and a throaty, loud groan, he exploded inside of her... steadily, with repetitive bursts of cum. More and more of his seed was supplied to her ass uselessly and filled her to the brim. He kept his rocking throughout, urging Kaitlyn to join him and fill the cat slut's throat with her own load.

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Sam Stock
Sam was horrified by what was going on. Rape was something that was against her morals, and while she wasn't willingly allowing it, she was a bystander, unable to do anything about it. The thought that it could happen to her as well, later in the game had her incredibly worried. However, the fact that she was simultaneously being turned on by the sight had her even more worried and confused. Sex had been the reason she had come to the party in the first place, and what was currently going on, while morally wrong, and by all means, impossible by her recently shattered the idea of what was actually possible, it was also incredibly hot. Sam knew that underneath her dominatrix outfit, barely hidden, her own slit was moist and excited, watching the poor cat masked girl made her imagine it being her in that situation, only that instead of the minotaurs and Kaitlyn fucking her, it was Malcolm and his clone. Considering the idea, she decided that she would definitely ensure that happened either during or after the game.

Robert Sultener
Robert had seen enough, and he was sure that despite the hard-on he had, he would have guilt-ridden nightmares about this in the future. Covering his eyes and turning away from the sight, he tried to ignore the sounds of the 4-way intercourse going on. "I can't watch this." He said out loud, hoping it would be over soon so that they could just finish this game and be done with it. Hopefully, no more cards of that nature would appear and they'd be able to enjoy a more peaceful conclusion to the evening. He doubted that the Cat masked girl would really be up for anything after this.

[CondorBoH]

Kaitlyn tried to make this easy on the Cat-girl, keeping her stance as still as possible. But after the... third, fourth maybe thrust from the Minotaur, she no longer had the strength to resist. Another breathless apology made its way past her lips as she was basically rammed down her throat. The futa virtually fell over the other girl, lost in the lovely world of monster-fucking. He wasn't gentle enough for her to be able to truly get into it, but her world was being rocked in ways that wouldn't be possible without that magical stretching given by the card. Otherwise she'd absolutely be having an awful time, and each careless thrust, each monstrous ramming, sent a unique tingle up her spine, a sensation that really only belonged to having your ass ravaged.

A heated feeling pressed against her head, panting growing harsher and louder as she gave a throaty moan, the warm feeling flooding down her body until it filled her rather unfeminine part. The lovely sensation of orgasm washed over her, cum spilling into the abused Cat-girl's throat. She hadn't recovered when Mino-Chester grabbed her by the chin and forced its hot tongue into her mouth. There was a brief struggle before that little light in her eyes went out, moaning into his mouth when he took her breasts in his huge hands. Another muffled moan when she felt the insides of her ass get warmer, hot bursts of beast-cum filling her insides. Her breasts being tugged one way, and her ass the other by the minotaur 'brothers'... all too overwhelming. There was rough sex and then there was... well, this.

A little flicker in her head wanted it to continue, that weird little part of her that was overwhelmed but wanted more. But everything else wanted to rest, to recover from this battering and use. Sitting down was going to be hard after all this.

[exalted]

The room darkened as the guttural roars of the beasts seemed to fade and grow more distant, muffled in the shadows. Slowly the light returned, flickering and growing slowly until the room was illuminated again, the centre of the ring vacant again of victim and stocks. Viola still wept slightly as she found herself back in her seat, hands still bound by dark iron shackles behind her back. She could still feel the aching between her legs, and cooling load of spunk that drizzled from her abused snatch onto her chair as she tried to compose herself. The deck sliding to the player next to her.

Chester tried to look remorseful in his seat, head hung like the penitent, helping conceal his smile. It served him to let the others think he had had no control, no choice over the carnality just displayed and was the victim also. Flicking a glance to partner outside the ring on the other side, he was fairly sure the man - no longer able to hide of truth and act the lost boy - would support his version of events. That they had been compelled as by the magics as much as the girls others had been.

[mrblah]

That person in question was back in his seat, a wild look of confusion and worry apparent on his face as he'd left the bestial form of the Minotaur to settle for the lanky humanoid form of Oscar P. Wilde. He was speechless. Wordless to explain his side... and despite how composed he typically was, Oscar was quite a bit energized with his nervousness. What happened to him..? How did it happen, and why..? What did the others think? ... If he had his smokes right about now, the young man was sure he'd be lighting up a few in a row. As it were, he settled himself for deep breaths, subtle glances shot over to those in the inner ring, and constant shifting to hide the after effects of his little participation play...

Meanwhile...

Robbie was understandably confused by the turn of events, but less understandably, also enthralled. Sure, all of this was wacky as all hell right? It was terrible! Morally speaking, she'd just seen two girls get raped by two mythological beasts under the guise of this clearly cursed game, but... a hot scene's a hot scene either way, and never had Robina been known for her moralistic behavior. "Jesus that was a reaming..." 'sides. There was a lot of moaning. That catgirl looked like she wasn't too happy with the rough treatment, but the girl packin' a little extra to the side of her... "C'mon. Give it a rating. 7? Looked like a 7. Dude didn't really care about how you felt at all but there was something there, right?" She's instead interrogating Kaitlyn on her experience with a particular leer, tactless as ever. "... Maybe 6 since they kinda bust quick. Position couldn't have been comfortable too."

[CondorBoH]

Despite the benefit of magic, Kaitlyn still had to deal with the ever uncomfortable sensation of a whole load of monster-jizz slowly dripping from her rear and probably staining the fine wooden seat. At least she didn't have to clean it in the future. After the little escapade with the realm of fantasy there, Kait ended up face-down on the round table and groaning. Truth was, she didn't exactly want to show her face after that. Sure, she had an exhibitionist streak but that was... a little much for her at the moment. Not that she was looking up, but she didn't blame the two boys that were turned into monsters for what happened. If anything, Chester was the root of the issue. Well, if the night proceeded without that much issue, then it might end alright?
"Ow..."
Oh yeah, she was right. Sitting down still hurt.

At the pestering of her neighbour, Kaitlyn propped herself up onto an elbow, giving Robbie a raised eyebrow. Her voice was a little hoarse but she managed to get it back to her normal pitch with a couple of swallows. Ack, she could still taste Minotaur tongue.
"Come on, really? Yeah, yeah, it was good for me. Give it, like, a 6 for sure. But ow, if that magic bullshit didn't give me Mr Fantastic's ass, I'd be dead for sure."
With another swallow and clearing of the throat, Kaitlyn pulled herself back into a sitting position, trying to ignore the growing moist feeling downstairs and shake off the post-orgasm jitters. As she spoke, she directed a slightly shaking finger towards the Cat-masked girl that was the ultimate victim of that fantasy foursome.
"So... uh. We still all stuck here, or what? Also, is she OK?"

[Tes]

Toby was disoriented to say the least. As fast as those creatures had appeared they were gone again with the now quite understandibly sobbing girl materialising next to him.

Turning to her he wasn't the least bit sure as to what was protocol in case of giant monster rape, but still wants to try to console her and answer the question that was posed concerning her by the curse bound futa.

Gently laying his hand on her shoulder to get her attention without unnessesarely spooking her even more and speaking as calmly as he could he says. "Hey... They are gone now, ok? No one's gonna hurt you anymore...Do you want me to try take those shackles off for you?"