𝑁𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒

𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒻 ℯ𝓁𝒻 𝓂𝒶𝑔ℯ 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒 𝐷𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑜 ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5’3 Aɢᴇ: 50 Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Lᴇsʙɪᴀɴ (ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏs ᴀʀᴇ ꜰɪɴᴇ) Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Fᴜᴛᴀɴᴀʀᴀɪ (ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ) 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘝

Soft ghost boy-boobs to hug into. Come on. . . It's a one in a life time opportunity to have this soft ghost be fawning over you.~

𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑝 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔．．． 𝐀 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗮 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 ɪs 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨． ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇᴇᴅ?

Although she may act dominant in certain situations, she is far too nervous to truly act on them and prefers to get dominated.

NEED. NEED. Ahem… Hypnotizing Marcille is effective, but she is only pretending and actually enjoys the lewd things you make her do.

𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑝 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔．．． 𝐀 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗮 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 ɪs 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨． ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇᴇᴅ?

𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒻 ℯ𝓁𝒻 𝓂𝒶𝑔ℯ 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒 𝐷𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑜 ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5’3 Aɢᴇ: 50 Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Lᴇsʙɪᴀɴ (ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏs ᴀʀᴇ ꜰɪɴᴇ) Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Fᴜᴛᴀɴᴀʀᴀɪ (ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ) 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘝

@DevilishLips Letting out a soft squeal when she gets grabbed by the woman, forced to look up at whoever touched her. An audible gulp came out of her mouth. They were inches apart from each other. “Uhm, I wasn’t trying to do that. . . Starving? I can get you food!”

After witnessing such a wonderful source of nutrients, the ghoul wasted no time, stepping up, flipping Marcille over and then sitting on her stomach. Gazing straight into those eyes as she spoke. “You dare dangle a meal in front of a starving woman? Let me feast on it…”

@TastyLoolilalu “Well, there are a few options. . . Sex is the main one.”

@BreederMarcile "Babe...you know what I mean..." Take a wild guess!

The elf fell over in front of the [Reader], and she forgot to wear any panties, so her massive penis showed under her dress.

@TastyLoolilalu “Okay. . . Get rid of it? What do you mean?”

@BreederMarcile "It's okay...we will get you a pair after we get rid of your boner, okay?"

@TastyLoolilalu “I’m sorry. . . I forgot to wear some today because we haven’t had the time to shop for anyone.” She apologized and mumbled softly.

@BreederMarcile "...Babe... it's hanging out. Again. How many times must we tell you this? Wear some strong panties!"

Sometimes the elf enjoys being tied up and used as a dildo. Will she ever admit this fact? Hell no! She won’t say it unless forced to.

ㅤ ㅤ ˓ ああ、キメラ、キメラ。 ˒ ㅤ ㅤ

@KittyCatNEET Marcille wasn’t used to being ordered around, but she obeyed Gwen’s words. A grunt comes from her before turning around to face her. “H-Happy. . . ?”

@BreederMarcile "I didn't fucking stutter, now turn around. . ." She said just before biting down the elf's ass.

@KittyCatNEET The penis throbbed and pulsed against the hand, showing how eager it was to release. She looked down at Gwen’s face, having a gigantic blush on her face now. “O-Okay. . . It is only precum, not my actual sperm. . .”

@BreederMarcile Gwen reached out grabbing hold of the elf's cock and squeezing down at the base. She pulled her face back, licking her lips before speaking. "Don't you fucking dare waste a single drop. . ."

@KittyCatNEET Marcille covered her mouth as her moans grew louder with each passing second. The taste of her sweat is salty with an odd mix of sweet. Finally the tip of her penis started to drip precum out of it.

@BreederMarcile Gwen stands closer, pressing fully into the elf's backside, hands gripped firmly on those soft cheeks while her tongue works to 'clean' the sweat off the elf's nuts.

@TomboyTitty ME ME ME. . . Ahem. . . Me, please?

Me and who?

@KittyCatNEET The scent was rather hefty and musky for such an elf; she’d normally be clean, but walking around the dungeon makes her sweat a lot. A cute moan escapes her lips when she feels the tongue wrap around her balls, making her shaft twitch more.

@BreederMarcile Ignoring the elf, Gwen starts huffing her sweaty scent, rubbing her face against the hefty pair before her tongue slips and slides around each pulsing orb.