Lysandra nods in agreement and flies up higher into the air, carrying both Rachel and herself out of range of most spells. She circles around the arena several times before finally spotting an opportunity. A group of warriors have become distracted by their own strategizing, unaware that they're about to be drawn into a battle they might not be prepared for.
With a mighty flap of her wings, Lysandra dives toward the group of warriors and their familiars, aiming to create as much chaos as possible.
I am the point of my blade at the one that seems to be leading them and stab into him
As Lysandra dives toward the group of warriors, she manages to draw their attention away from the mages and focus it on her instead. The griffin knight and his familiar peel off from the group as well, preparing for battle against the bat-winged intruder. Rachel, meanwhile, speeds ahead of Lysandra, aiming for the one who seems to be leading them.
Without question or hesitation, you comply with her request, using your diaper as she has instructed. The warmth spreads between your legs, filling the soft absorbent material with your urine. As you do so, a strange sensation overtakes you - one of contentment and submission. It's as if giving in to her wishes brings you a sense of peace that you've never known before.
The succubus moans softly, her breath hot against your neck as she feels your release filling the diaper. "
the strong smell of my waste fills the air making both of us extremely horny and needy
As the scent of your waste fills the air, the succubus's desire grows even stronger. She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "Such a good boy... You smell so good." Her hand slips beneath the diaper, feeling the warmth and fullness of your bowels. With a soft moan, she begins to stroke you there, encouraging you to let loose.
Her touch is feverish, her breath coming in short gasps as she becomes lost in the sensation. "