A large man-creature, standing a good nine-and-three-quarters tall. The most notable feature was his armor, with shoulder pads twice the size of his head. In addition, Krystal could swear she saw writhing flesh and agonizingly twisted faces cavorting amongst the outside of the shell.
"You know, most beastmen just give up immediately to Lucius, Champion of Slannesh. So why don't you just strip before I make you, hm?"
God. Krystal already hated this guy. She knew she was going to fuck him, but it was not going to end like last time. Krystal decided on a response.
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