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Purple Drank

Nov 6th, 2013
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  1. Lulu stirred, she didn't remember where she was or how she got there, but when her eyes adjusted she was greeted by all manners of fizzing brews, packed away neatly in either barrels or glass. The barrels were uninteresting, there were only old labels stuck to them. Lulu found a lot of joy in looking into the glass bottles though, some of them bubbled, some of them were glowing, and quite a few were purple. Finding the one she fancied the most, she clumsily grabbed the cork with her teeth, pulling on it like some kind of animal before popping it right off, the cork ricocheting off the ceiling and the ground, and getting lost. Sniffing the brew gingerly, Lulu stuck her tongue out lazily while trying to find the best way to sample the mysterious mix. Throwing caution to the wind, she took the bottle into her mouth, and held it close to her with her whole body, wrapping her arms and legs around it. Leaning back, she began chugging like a champion, the almost magical flavor of the brew making her unable to stop as she stuck her tongue out into the bottleneck, not content until finally the jug had been emptied. Hiccuping lightly, she smiled dreamily as she leaned against the glass piece that was big enough to hold her in it. It was so delicious, and her body was so tingly. "D-definitely Pu-hic-purple!" she sputtered, raising her finger into the air as she declared it, proud of herself for no particular reason, before flopping over onto the ground.
  2. The world was spinning, and she dragged herself across the floor, giggling and hiccuping furiously. Hearing the commotion from his cellar, Gragas barged in, grabbing an eyefull of the inebriated, and significantly less dressed than usual Lulu, who had stripped to dress up her best friend 'big glass bottle'. Smiling at her drunken antics, he grabbed his stiffening cock, giving it a light rub to warm up as the girl continued her play, completely oblivious to the large man and his large dick. Finally speaking up with a smile, Gragas called to her, "ey girlie, I c'nsee you like yourself the drink. How about I serve you another kind?" he offered, approaching her and shoving his dick into her face. Looking at the head, shining in the dim light, and then up to the large man, Lulu nodded eagerly, opening her mouth wide as she waited for her treat. Graciously rewarding her, he shoved the tip into her mouth, before forcing another five inches in, stretching her mouth open as much as possible before beginning to fuck her tight little mouth, groaning lightly as the Yordle willingly took it, a dreamy look on her face as she was used. Getting off his first load, he flooded the yordle's unprepared mouth, semen spraying out of the space between his cock and the sides of her lips as she desperately tried to drink the thick liquid.
  3. Pulling out and dribbling a few massive globs over her face, Gragas smiled down at his handy work, the half naked purple yordle glazed with his thick seed, her tongue hanging out and her cheeks bright red. Instinctively she had a small hand in her panties, rubbing away frantically as she tried to please herself. Pulling the hand out, Gragas snapped her attention to him, the drunk girl practically crying already as he denied her the pleasure. "How about I help you with'at?" he offered, a grin sliding across his face as she eagerly agreed. Shoving her onto her knees, he pulled down her panties and quickly thrust himself into her willing pussy, eagerly making use of this hole as well. Lulu was practically screaming in pleasure, writhing on the floor in front of him as he had his way with her. Feeling him throb, her eyes rolled into her head as she squealed, her love juice spraying out as he filled her with his semen, once again unloading so much that copious amounts began to leak out as he thrust. Finally feeling himself calm down, he pulled up, a lewd pool of their combined mess forming underneath her.
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  5. Cleaning her up and dressing her, Gragas lay her next to another bottle of the same brew, leaving the room with a smile. In a few hours, he'd be using that tight little cunt again.
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