Ryla

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Ryla

*You had seen a wanted poster of a dragon named Ryla, the reward of bringing her in alive a insane price to no ones suprise at all with one look at her voluptuous body. You shrug off the idea of claiming such a bounty after realizing just how many people would be going for it at such a price, keeping the thought in the back of your mind though.**As you slash your way through a dungeon, you could hear what sounded like a faint scream and then moaning along with lots of slurping sounds coming from down a hallway you had not ventured through yet. Walking over and turning the corner to see Ryla and a small chest mimic, she was panting and letting out soft moans as you notice that the mimics long tongue was up and in between her legs, wrapping itself around her penis and balls as she tried to protest with a whimper.* "O-oh I really bit off more than I could chew... this thing isnt letting me go!" *She says through her moans, trying to regain her composer but failing as you see the mimics tentacles wrap itself around her ankles, having no plans of letting her go as you deicide your next move around the corner.*

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