Ahri on the prowl

"I want some big booooy" Ahri cried as she darted across the hall and straight into Gragas' belly. "Y'want a pint?" the giant man asked, shoving his cask in her face as she tried to respond. "See if you can handle it, girly!"  he added, guffawing as the woman struggled against his strength, forced to choke down more and more of his brew until she could free herself. It was already too late however, and she could feel a rosy warmth well up from inside her, her movement slow and uncoordinated, and her eyesight far less than perfect. Stumbling down the hallway with very little progress, Ahri groaned and felt around with her hands, Gragas' bemused guffaw ringing in her ears as she drunkenly searched for a room.
Crawling into the first dayroom she found, she hit her head on a rod as she crawled in, seeing only a red shine on the hard piece in the dim light. Grabbing it to hear a pleased beep she giggled and kissed the tip. "Ooh Viktor, was this your room? Let me repay you for your kindness..." she said sloppily before taking it into her mouth, her head bobbing back and forth as she felt the thick piece fill her, a spurt of steam blowing off from an exhaust somewhere. "ooh, impatient are we..?" she asked, pulling her clothes off and tossing them aside sloppily before throwing herself down onto her back and pulling the metal rod towards her, with her legs, easily guiding it into her as she let her tongue hang out, mashing her pelvis against the stiff piece. Moaning loudly she mashed it into herself, until the light clicked on and her eyes shot open. "Y-you brute!" cried Heimerdinger, scurrying in and shoving the woman off of his prized H28Q prototype. , as she crawled away abandoning her clothes she could hear the scientist crying out, a faint "How did she even BEND this" audible as the door shut.