Ezreal roams to mid

Ezreal had been on fire today, despite the damage to his pelvis he had managed to get through a sexual encounter without damaging the integrity of his asshole. This heightened spirit had brought his game to the next level, and he found himself decimating botlane. Realizing that his midlane had been floundering, he brought his confidence there, hopping through a portal and popping back out in the lane, his trademark smirk plastered on his face with his goggles over his eyes, the magical gauntlet he wore pointed straight ahead. "You belong in a museum!" He had neglected to calculate, what effect this would have when the enemy Leblanc looked over him. Taking a single step back while finally realizing the situation he was walking into, the epiphany had come too late. One of Leblanc's chains bound him, locking him in place as the woman walked over lazily, licking her lips as she savored what was going to happen. Dropping a golden blade into the ground, Leblanc blinked out of vision for only a moment as the blade vibrated an angry sound coming from it as a bloodshot eye appeared above it, opening wide and locking onto Ezreal. Taken aback he struggled against his binds as Leblanc and her copy came back into view, giants compared to a moment ago. Standing at a tall 6'7 and packing some serious muscle, Ezreal already knew where this was going as the two Leblancs nodded, before taking their places, one shredding his clothes off and pulling him onto her, mashing him into her pelvis until his cock finally reacted, stuffing the half stiff meat stick into her waiting pussy, forcing him to thrust into her with her beefy muscle covered legs.
The other Leblanc, readied a favorite toy of hers, it was a simple looking strapon with lines down the sides, bold lettering on the side being the only detail on the otherwise white piece. 'The Deceiver' it said, as if it was a racing decal, Leblanc smiled to herself as she thrust it into Ezreal's ass without a moment's wait. Feeling the tightness of his hole, the deceiver expanded in all directions, telescoping and widening the man's asshole significantly as she buried it completely in him. Hearing him release a pained groan and exchanging another smile, the Leblanc forcing him in gave control to the other, allowing her to set the pace as she rammed his poor unprepared asshole. "Why meee.." he sniveled as he tried to take hold of the sparse grass on the ground behind Leblanc, desperate for some sort of relief. "When I'm done with you boy, you're gonna have an assgape instead of an asshole." Leblanc whispered from behind, forcing the deceiver deeper into his unwilling asshole suddenly, the situation coaxing one of the strangest orgasm's he'd ever had, his eyes rolling back as he unintentionally thrust into the Leblanc in front of him, spraying semen into her as she laughed, pushing him off and into her twin's arms. She moved back, before the Leblanc from behind shoved his face into her pussy, giving a threatening thrust into him before she commanded. "Lick it out and clean it up, cupcake." and he obeyed. Unsatisfied with his work, Leblanc shoved his face deeper into her, squeezing his head and near suffocating him with her thighs, as her partner began making slow short thrusts, working his prostate very deliberately as he licked up his own semen.
Suddenly deciding she was done, Leblanc let him go, shoving his face away as she spread her bottom, her puckered asshole coming into view. "This hole is smaller, maybe I'll be able to feel you this time." she mocked as the other Leblanc guided him in, thrusting into herself via proxy while flooding Ezreal with almost painful stimulation, the deceiver thoroughly wrecking his asshole as he felt his cock throb prematurely, the anal stimulation doing him no favors as he felt himself spurt semen into her waiting asshole. Expecting to have to clean her up again, Ezreal tried to collect his wits before he felt her pull him and his softening cock in again. Smiling she began mashing him into her asshole, painfully forcing another erection onto the fatigued boy, his stamina long since depleted. "P-please.." he stuttered out, beginning to beg when a disapproving sound came from both Leblancs. Whimpering as she began thrusting again, Ezreal felt his mind leave him as he collapsed over the overbuffed Leblanc he was buried in.

Waking up bottom up in Piltover General yet again, Ezreal looked to see Jayce who raised an eyebrow with a smile before Ez planted his face in his pillow, exhaling into it deeply. Another week trying to convince the nurses he wasn't a deviant.