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He pleaded and begged, but all that came was a fleeting gasp as a slippery invader broke into his rear. With another tentacle squeezing his sack. the wizard's body would surrender to the pleasure without much struggle, almost as if the tentacle around his pouch was squeezing the pending orgasm he kept stowed away in ever-shrinking sack. The creamy pearly squirts being fired freely upon his diminishing flaccid manhood. Now a mockery of what it formerly was he could barely please a kobold at this state. His former pride, now a laughable excuse of a member. However his tormentors weren't so easily pleased, craving to break what little the kobold had to cling to.
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