Poppy found herself surrounded by a group of burly men, their eyes filled with lust as they gazed upon her petite frame. She knew she should resist, but a part of her yearned to surrender to their raw, animalistic desires.
The first man stepped forward, roughly grabbing her hips and pressing his hardness against her. Poppy let out a soft moan, feeling herself grow wet with anticipation. He ripped off her armor, exposing her perky breasts and glistening pussy to the hungry eyes of the gang.
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“Look at this slutty yordle, just begging to be fucked,” he growled, plunging two fingers into her tight hole. Poppy cried out as he pumped them in and out. Soon, she was writhing in ecstasy, juices dripping down her thighs.
The men took turns ravaging her willing body – pinching her nipples, spanking her ass, forcing their cocks deep into her mouth and cunt. They fucked her hard and fast, grunting with pleasure. Poppy was lost to the overwhelming sensations, climaxing over and over on their throbbing shafts.
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Rivers of cum painted her skin as the men finished on her face, tits, and stomach. Thoroughly used and satisfied, Poppy collapsed in a delirious heap, a smile on her face. She knew she’d forever crave the feeling of being so fully and completely claimed.
After filling every one of Poppy’s holes to the brim with their seed, the men pulled out, leaving her battered body glazed in cum and twitching from the intense gangbang. Her pussy overflowed, thick rivulets of spunk oozing out onto the ground.
Poppy laid there in a daze, barely registering as the brutes walked away laughing and high-fiving each other. Her mind was foggy from the non-stop orgasms that had wracked her petite form. Every inch of her felt sore and used in the best way possible.
As the post-sex euphoria faded, the reality of what transpired slowly sunk in. Shame crept over Poppy. What would her fellow Yordles think if they saw their proud hero reduced to a cum-drunk slut for human men? She cringed inwardly imagining the disapproval on Tristana’s face.
With a groan, Poppy struggled to sit up, muscles aching. Drying semen crusted on her fur as she gingerly stood on wobbly legs. She needed to clean up and gather her armor before anyone discovered her debasement. This dirty secret would stay hers alone.
Limping off into the forest, Poppy vowed to push the experience from her mind and never succumb to such base desires again. But deep down, she knew the craving for cocks was not so easily forgotten. The little yordle slut was awakened and she feared it was only a matter of time before she fell back into depravity.
