"What the heck, where did this chest come from?" Weiss asked with a raised brow when she noticed the new addition to the room, not noticing the perverse grin on Yang's lips as she knelt beside the wooden box. "Hmm, no markings or labels anywhere, maybe if I-glrk!?"
The moment Weiss lifted the lid, a tentacle shot down the heiress's throat, making her choke as her neck bulged around the sudden intruder. Meanwhile, several other tentacles quickly ripped off her clothes before wrapping up her nude form and dragging her into the chest itself.
Binding Weiss in the classic Face Down Ass Up position, this Yang front row seats as a pair of fat phallic shaped tentacles rose up and crammed themselves into the heiress's pussy and ass with a muffled scream of shock, pain, and pleasure.
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