the tyrant crunches down in the trees sniffing the air and tasting the estrogen. in front of him is a girl... she has her back turned to it. she's covered by a hoodie and tight jeans. she looks like she has a good ass, and the tyrant rubs its overly engorged scrotum with two fingers. but he can't tell much else. grunting it sends a few tendrils over towards the girl, now knowing how to work them. they slip under the hoodie and slip under the shirt she has beneath, massaging her back..... and slowly wrapping around her arms.
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