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Strike Witches Love is Alive and Well!

Name: Anonymous 2010-10-03 19:00

Name: Anonymous 2010-12-11 16:42

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Posting the rest of what I have done, anyone can see it too in the pics I post on the general thread

Her body shuddered with her tunic, causing sweat stains to appear on various parts. “No... Stop...” she said softly, being broken by the most basic of attacks. It was a step above mere torment, affecting the part that she rarely touched. Breaking away from her current torture, she saw that the hexagons on her wrist now extended to her palms, with a few glowing bright red as she felt a gentle burning from them.

“Stop you …. bastards....” She weakened her curses as the first orgasm she ever experienced occurred. Her canine ears and tail stood at full attention as she squirmed in delight from the sensation. Jana was too busy trying to gather herself together when the she noticed the beam down there. The smell of burning cotton, with a slightly fishy smell, filled her nostrils as the beam burned away her pants, and the natural hair down there. All the while extra tentacles from her wrist bindings began to enter her body through the wrist's hexagons, passing through her now corrupted flesh with ease, ready to charge her now weaponized hands.

Juices poured from her now hairless pussy, still wet from the her first orgasm as the probing Neuroi poked it a bit. Jana yelped, pulling more against the tentacles. It was becoming harder as she felt her arms becoming numb, only feeling a gentle tingling. She couldn't see under her sleeves, but the vision of her arms having more hexagons made her cry. “HELP! FOR GODS SAKE HELP!” She began to wail in the dark chamber. She had never screamed for help before, and she wouldn't receive any either. All she got was yet another probe in her screaming mouth, quickly silencing her.

She bit on the invading tube, her teeth grating on the hard substance. Tears welled in her eyes as she was losing her breath, focusing on stopping the invader from getting any further. Upon sensing this, the main probe gently tickled her smooth mound. Nearly passing out right there from the betraying pleasure, she finally began to breathe again. Unfortunately, this act let the invader slide deeper into her. The beast somehow numbed her gag-reflex, letting itself pour deeper into her throat until it was all she could feel. The same numbness that she had felt on her arm soon filled her chest and upper back, followed by the very same tingling that was now reaching her upper arm. Kastner was now crying as much as she could. This wasn't death, it wasn't even torture. The monsters was doing something far worse than anything her or any human previously feared from them. She was being made into one of them.

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