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Scared Sakkilian: “Alright, enough foreplay, old man!” the normal sized Sakkilian barks out as she kicks the spear on the ground up into her grip, “I challenge you to a proper duel of ownership! Let see of those ancient bones can keep up!”
Bahravus: ”Mfff?” you try to ask her what she means, but you almost swallow your friend instead, “Mff…”
Scared Sakkilian: “Oh, you don’t know the code?” giving you a big, toothy smile, she explains, “It’s simple. A duel between just the two of us, so no annoying imp, useless sister or annoying brother, and whoever loses all their clothes first is made a thrall for the winner.” She swing her weapon in the air, which suddenly have a lot of torn clothing on it, “So get ready to serve under my fat ass for all eternity, dork, and you better pass on some of that magic to our clutches.”
It isn’t until you feel the breeze that you notice what she did… all of your clothes below the waist is suddenly gone, belt and all.
Scared Sakkilian: “Oh, and by the way…” she gives you a coy smile as she readies her spear for another attack, “Nice cock.”
She bigger, better, faster and stronger than you by a large margin, so there’s no way you can win an even fight. Then again… serving under a big, muscular rump like that wouldn’t be that bad…
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