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"Oh it is on, bitch!" you snarl to yourself as you get up and yank her hair back as she dances. | "Oh it is on, bitch!" you snarl to yourself as you get up and yank her hair back as she dances. | ||
| - | Her seductive, cocky smile turns into a wide-eyed expression of shock, then quickly to a grimace of pain as she struggles to pull you off of her hair. | + | Her seductive, cocky smile turns into a wide-eyed expression of shock, then quickly to a grimace of pain as she struggles to pull you off of her hair. The crowd falls silent at the sudden display, then goes crazy as you tug hard, pulling her head back far. She eventually pulls your off of her head and glares at you with a look that manages to be both icy and fiery at the same time. |
"Alright. You wanna go? Let's go!" | "Alright. You wanna go? Let's go!" | ||
| - | The raven-haired girl lunges at you, clawing at your head and trying to grab your hair. She manages to get a grip and pulls hard, but you | + | The raven-haired girl lunges at you, clawing at your head and trying to grab your hair. She manages to get a grip and pulls hard, but you grab and sink your nails into her breasts in response, at which she yells in pain. She lets go of your hair and tries to pull you off. When you don't let go, she grabs your breasts and squeezes hard. You both can only take so much before you have to retreat, but you rack your nails over each other's tits as you do so, leaving long scratch marks. Her outfit is torn off and your tank top is ripped open, which only serves to fire up the crowd. |
| - | You both glare at each other holding your boobs in pain, waiting to see what the other will do. You've never seen anyone with more venom in their eyes than this prostitute you challenged really just because you could. | + | You both glare at each other, holding your boobs in pain, waiting to see what the other will do. You've never seen anyone with more venom in their eyes than this prostitute you challenged really just because you could. |
*[[Grab her by the hair and go tits to tits]] | *[[Grab her by the hair and go tits to tits]] | ||
*[[Charge into her stomach and bring her down]] | *[[Charge into her stomach and bring her down]] | ||
Current revision as of 15:07, 31 May 2019
"Oh it is on, bitch!" you snarl to yourself as you get up and yank her hair back as she dances.
Her seductive, cocky smile turns into a wide-eyed expression of shock, then quickly to a grimace of pain as she struggles to pull you off of her hair. The crowd falls silent at the sudden display, then goes crazy as you tug hard, pulling her head back far. She eventually pulls your off of her head and glares at you with a look that manages to be both icy and fiery at the same time.
"Alright. You wanna go? Let's go!"
The raven-haired girl lunges at you, clawing at your head and trying to grab your hair. She manages to get a grip and pulls hard, but you grab and sink your nails into her breasts in response, at which she yells in pain. She lets go of your hair and tries to pull you off. When you don't let go, she grabs your breasts and squeezes hard. You both can only take so much before you have to retreat, but you rack your nails over each other's tits as you do so, leaving long scratch marks. Her outfit is torn off and your tank top is ripped open, which only serves to fire up the crowd.
You both glare at each other, holding your boobs in pain, waiting to see what the other will do. You've never seen anyone with more venom in their eyes than this prostitute you challenged really just because you could.
- Grab her by the hair and go tits to tits
- Charge into her stomach and bring her down
- Use your demonic powers to put her in her place
| You are possessing: |
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| Hot College Girl |
