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road to transformation



You're not feeling so well...

Gilgamesh

"The Bully™"

Raiders Hollow

Master Intellectual (635)

Master Fighter (870)

An icon representing the specialty Gambler Gambler

An icon representing the specialty Marauder Marauder

age
7 Years
gender
Male
gems
475
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
659
player
Bunni

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Critical Block!
02-01-2024, 10:43 PM

As soon as his knees clear the edge of the window, he feels Modesty yank him into the room. Nearly flying onto the floor, he hits the tile with a thud. Stars swirl in front of him, giving him no time to react. Still splayed out on the floor, he feels her paw press against his ribs. Digging in deep, her nails scrape at his skin. Unable to move, he looks up at her with the whites clearly shown around the edges of his eyes. Both ears are pressed backward and he licks his lips, a clear sign of submission as she yells at him. Gil notices her tear stained cheeks and wishes he could do something, but isn't stupid enough to fight her in this moment.

When her nose jabs into him, he lets out a yelp and instinctually shows his teeth. It hurt! But she's still yelling at him so he has no room or chance or even a moment to say anything or even take a full breath. Her weight over over top of him pressed harder as she demands that he never do that again. He's not given a chance to reply, her other paw is pressing against his cheek and smashing his face into the tile. Firmly pinned to the ground, Gil can only peer at her from the side of his gaze. His tail is tucked between his legs as he shows her as much of his belly as he can manage.

"I'm thorry," Gil pleads, his own eyes brimming with wetness that he tries to hold back. Struggling to breathe by now, he brings a paw up to try and nudge her to at least get off of his ribs. She could rip his dick off for all he cared, but he'd at least like to breathe. "I'm sorry," he whispers, finally looking away to the dirty tile he's trapped against.

gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him




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