Tisha concludes a prayer in her native tongue as she opens her steel colored eyes once more. Her ritual bath is finished. She rises from the lake, her massive milk tanks jiggling with every step as her hips swayed with every step she takes.
This late teen body you were given for your third life was full of raging hormones, and you could feel the urge to subjugate and dominate from your evil life twitching hard as hardon you were having right now. How badly you would love to get know this elf better right now.
What will you do? Will you allow Tisha to go on but follow her out of curiosity, will you let your urges win, or will some ghoul attack?
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