Grab Shyanne’s ass
From Create Your Own Story
The nearly naked flesh of her butt cheeks are warm, firm and oh so squeezable under your hands. You don’t get to do much squeezing, though, because she spins and her foot gets you right in the eye. The treadmill under you jerks to a halt and you stumble back off of it. You land on the floor. Your face hurts.
“Did I warn you or did I warn you?” Shyanne says, sneering down at your prostrate form.
She turns the treadmill back on and goes back to her running. You creep home to put an icepack over your black eye.
The End.
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny, but humiliated | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 2 | |
