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The Arrogance of the Ignorant. - Pages 19 and 20
🕑 Added 2021-10-27 13:05:25 +0000 UTCTwofer, this time! You didn/t think I wasn't gonna post anything this month, right?
Instead of nothing, you get TWO! Happy Halloween!
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She was smashed, crushed, by a combination of two meaty bottoms. A seat of dominance
by Florges as she calmly looked down, satisfied she couldn't see Arceus's face
as the screams she gave suddenly came to a stop. She managed to complete the most
tortuous part of her signature Flower Throne hold, where there was no possible
escape.
The way everything was settled, the mystic titan was folded at her back
the wrong way: her back was almost bended into an spiral, and her spine
almost formed a circle, close to crack under the pressure of a pair of
big, muscular asses. It felt as if ligthing bolts using the vertebrae as
a lighting rod to land, ardous sentations pulsing across the entire body.
And Arceus felt every bit of it. Right under those two godly buttocks, damped
by falling sweat, there was not the face of a warrior, but the stressed face
of an animal enduring an unrelenting cascade of pain and misery, salivating
like a rabied animal and starting to let go of tears, not of sadness, but of
suferring and frustration, no more screams or yelps, but growls and groans.
Arceus was as freaked out as she has never been. She felt every muscle fiber
of her body screeching, ripping apart. Her lungs were shut from any air in her
current hold, and started to burn. Her eyes were wide open, but she could not
see, blackness was starting to take over. Her muscles and body were starting
to give up to the pressure, collapsing and falling apart.
Her fatigue and nausea catched up to her face, grimacing as it was, as her eyelids
slowly went shut. Only able to pitifully growl and groan, any semblance of
pleasure was gone, the suffering having take it's place. Even the sweat drops
falling above her, raining down her face felt like knives cutting her skin.
She could not take anymore of this meaty hell.
In a sudden, last, desperate train of instinct, not even a thought, her subconcious
took over her body, with what little energy it had. And that instinct did the one
thing Arceus in all her millenia never did once.
She tapped out.
