I noticed a few scenes in which Schora is characterized in a way that was confusing to the image. One part said she was half-Dzaan, another referred to her tail wagging. I checked the wiki and saw that she was originally supposed to be half Ausar but the idea got scrapped. I also found a couple posts here saying the same. I have copied and pasted parts I noticed. These are all during Valden Rescue mission. I attached a save right before starting the mission with Syri.
1. She grins and chunks her duffle bag down on the deck. “Well, all the handsome tourists treating me like a piece of the local meat didn’t hurt, either. Perks of being half-dzaan!"
2. The alien woman gasps and jumps up. “Oh shit! What time is it?” she yelps, wrapping an arm around her chest. You still can’t make out too much of her actual features, other than her shapely figure and a pair of horns growing out from her brow, sweeping back across her scalp. Wait, is that the so-called ‘commander’ who boarded the hovercraft after you? Halfbreeds with horns can’t be that common, after all...
3. The alien woman growls and pulls back a corner of the shower curtain, revealing a chiseled, bronze-skinned face fringed by rose-gold hair. A pair of perky ears twitch on either side of a pair of curling horns that grow from her brow. She’s not a dzaan, though... not purely, anyway, if the big knot and patches of fuzz are anything to go by. A half-ausar, maybe, unless she’s been getting poked on New Texas recently? She’s scowling, but you can see a coal-black nipple peeking out, still rock-hard.
4. You play it cool, closing the distance. After all, if she didn’t want somebody seeing her lewd display, she wouldn’t have been doing it in a public shower, would she? She was just hoping someone would stumble on her... and take advantage. You say as much, and the halfbreed’s skin darkens... but she doesn’t deny it.
5. you answer back, circling your fingers around one of her pebbly black areola. Alyru moans approvingly, slowly gyrating her hips to rub her prick against your pale gold casing. You guess that’s the formalities out of the way, so you push her back against the stall wall and thrust your prehensile bat-tongue into her mouth, exploring the sharp little fangs and the broad, ausar-like tongue within.
6. It’s taken you no time at all to go from idle curiosity to unrestrained desire for this chocolate she-wolf’s body. You dig your hands into her plump flanks and turn her around, pushing her face-first into the tiles. Her ass is fucking huge, a pair of perfectly shaped mounds of jiggling booty that thrust back against your crotch. Your cock’s almost instantly enveloped, swallowed up into the butt-cleavage you’ve suddenly exposed -- and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Alyru’s been in here long enough that the water’s soaked into all the hard to reach places, making it nice and slick for you: it’s easy to rock your hips back and forth, fucking her crack between hard spanks and squeezes and gropes.
7. The sound of your hips slapping against Alyru’s ass fills the showers. Your partner’s plump balls swing underneath her, rocking back and forth with the impacts. You can feel just how full and heavy they are just from the way they move! The halfbreed slut gropes herself and strokes her cock, letting you decide exactly how hard to pound her into the wall.
8. You let the twitches and erratic clenches of Alyru’s orgasming quim finally lead you to your own climax. You give her one last, mighty thrust, burying your knot into the sodden slit of her pussy. Alyru screams and cums again, spraying her cockmilk all over the wall one last time while you unload into her waiting womb. With nowhere else to go, your spunk fills her up from the depths out, trapped inside her spasming slit. You gasp, a ragged sound from deep in your chest, as your orgasm paints the halfbreed’s inner walls blue. Your breasts presses into her back, holding this naked stranger close until your climax passes, leaving her full of your jizz and the shower floor a sloppy mess between your paws.
9. Thankfully for your mission, the water’s lubed Alyru up inside and out. With a little work, you’re able to pull your knot back out of her -- but not without triggering one last orgasm from the poor half-ausar. She’s only able to give you a few little spasms from her dick, dripping the last of her cum onto the ground. When your knot pops free, a deluge of spunk spills free, leaving Alyru’s thighs a creamy blue.
10. She laughs, slowly slumping down onto the floor. Guess you’ve satiated the lusty halfbreed, though you’re no closer to your actual goals.
11. You reach down and grab the dusky halfbreed’s cock, drawing a gasp from her. She squirms in your grip, pinned between you and the wall, completely at your mercy... and the way her dick is starting to throb and leak in your grasp, she’s loving every second of it.
12. “Good. Now get on your knees and put that mouth to use for something,” you growl, releasing her dick in exchange for one of her meaty tits, squeezing it until she complies. The bronzed halfbreed slinks down, resting her hands on your inhumanly-wide, artificially-enhanced hips and fixes her gaze on what’s between your legs. No time for that. You wrap your fingers around her dark horns and just smash her face right down in there.
13. Emphasis on slow. You take your own time, enjoying the way her pussy clenches and squeezes around every inch of your shaft. She’s a soaking wet mess, inside and out, making it almost too easy to slide all the way in. She can’t resist you, even if she wanted to, only able to add a little slick friction to your penetration that enhances your pleasure. By the time you’ve bottomed out in the buxom bitch, there’s a broad smear of halfbreed cream on her belly; a constant stream of pre leaks from her dusky cockhead, bubbling up with every little movement of your horse-cock.
14. You grin down fiercely at the subby slut, not skipping a beat in the movements of your hips. You’re relentless, pounding her plump puss until the halfbreed whore’s screaming, arching her back and leaking her dickmilk again... and again... and again. You’re sure now that she gets off on the helplessness, on her complete, whimpering submission to a stranger fucking her into the ground. By the time you feel your own orgasm building, Alyru’s belly is coated in a thick veneer of her own semen. Her balls, once apple-sized, bounce airily with your rapid thrusts, so emptied by their owner’s repeated orgasms that they feel almost weightless each time they swing back and slap against your crotch.
15. There’s not much of a reason to hold back, at this point. Alyru’s gone limp in your arms, eyes rolled back in her head; she’s panting hard, slowly swishing her tail through the water and continuing to leak cum and girl-juice into the beating waters of the shower. You thrust your distended, blunt-tipped dick deep into the gushing lips of Alyru’s sex, hard enough for your knot to lodge itself in there before you blow your load, pumping thick wads of jizz into the half-ausar’s womb.
1. She grins and chunks her duffle bag down on the deck. “Well, all the handsome tourists treating me like a piece of the local meat didn’t hurt, either. Perks of being half-dzaan!"
2. The alien woman gasps and jumps up. “Oh shit! What time is it?” she yelps, wrapping an arm around her chest. You still can’t make out too much of her actual features, other than her shapely figure and a pair of horns growing out from her brow, sweeping back across her scalp. Wait, is that the so-called ‘commander’ who boarded the hovercraft after you? Halfbreeds with horns can’t be that common, after all...
3. The alien woman growls and pulls back a corner of the shower curtain, revealing a chiseled, bronze-skinned face fringed by rose-gold hair. A pair of perky ears twitch on either side of a pair of curling horns that grow from her brow. She’s not a dzaan, though... not purely, anyway, if the big knot and patches of fuzz are anything to go by. A half-ausar, maybe, unless she’s been getting poked on New Texas recently? She’s scowling, but you can see a coal-black nipple peeking out, still rock-hard.
4. You play it cool, closing the distance. After all, if she didn’t want somebody seeing her lewd display, she wouldn’t have been doing it in a public shower, would she? She was just hoping someone would stumble on her... and take advantage. You say as much, and the halfbreed’s skin darkens... but she doesn’t deny it.
5. you answer back, circling your fingers around one of her pebbly black areola. Alyru moans approvingly, slowly gyrating her hips to rub her prick against your pale gold casing. You guess that’s the formalities out of the way, so you push her back against the stall wall and thrust your prehensile bat-tongue into her mouth, exploring the sharp little fangs and the broad, ausar-like tongue within.
6. It’s taken you no time at all to go from idle curiosity to unrestrained desire for this chocolate she-wolf’s body. You dig your hands into her plump flanks and turn her around, pushing her face-first into the tiles. Her ass is fucking huge, a pair of perfectly shaped mounds of jiggling booty that thrust back against your crotch. Your cock’s almost instantly enveloped, swallowed up into the butt-cleavage you’ve suddenly exposed -- and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Alyru’s been in here long enough that the water’s soaked into all the hard to reach places, making it nice and slick for you: it’s easy to rock your hips back and forth, fucking her crack between hard spanks and squeezes and gropes.
7. The sound of your hips slapping against Alyru’s ass fills the showers. Your partner’s plump balls swing underneath her, rocking back and forth with the impacts. You can feel just how full and heavy they are just from the way they move! The halfbreed slut gropes herself and strokes her cock, letting you decide exactly how hard to pound her into the wall.
8. You let the twitches and erratic clenches of Alyru’s orgasming quim finally lead you to your own climax. You give her one last, mighty thrust, burying your knot into the sodden slit of her pussy. Alyru screams and cums again, spraying her cockmilk all over the wall one last time while you unload into her waiting womb. With nowhere else to go, your spunk fills her up from the depths out, trapped inside her spasming slit. You gasp, a ragged sound from deep in your chest, as your orgasm paints the halfbreed’s inner walls blue. Your breasts presses into her back, holding this naked stranger close until your climax passes, leaving her full of your jizz and the shower floor a sloppy mess between your paws.
9. Thankfully for your mission, the water’s lubed Alyru up inside and out. With a little work, you’re able to pull your knot back out of her -- but not without triggering one last orgasm from the poor half-ausar. She’s only able to give you a few little spasms from her dick, dripping the last of her cum onto the ground. When your knot pops free, a deluge of spunk spills free, leaving Alyru’s thighs a creamy blue.
10. She laughs, slowly slumping down onto the floor. Guess you’ve satiated the lusty halfbreed, though you’re no closer to your actual goals.
11. You reach down and grab the dusky halfbreed’s cock, drawing a gasp from her. She squirms in your grip, pinned between you and the wall, completely at your mercy... and the way her dick is starting to throb and leak in your grasp, she’s loving every second of it.
12. “Good. Now get on your knees and put that mouth to use for something,” you growl, releasing her dick in exchange for one of her meaty tits, squeezing it until she complies. The bronzed halfbreed slinks down, resting her hands on your inhumanly-wide, artificially-enhanced hips and fixes her gaze on what’s between your legs. No time for that. You wrap your fingers around her dark horns and just smash her face right down in there.
13. Emphasis on slow. You take your own time, enjoying the way her pussy clenches and squeezes around every inch of your shaft. She’s a soaking wet mess, inside and out, making it almost too easy to slide all the way in. She can’t resist you, even if she wanted to, only able to add a little slick friction to your penetration that enhances your pleasure. By the time you’ve bottomed out in the buxom bitch, there’s a broad smear of halfbreed cream on her belly; a constant stream of pre leaks from her dusky cockhead, bubbling up with every little movement of your horse-cock.
14. You grin down fiercely at the subby slut, not skipping a beat in the movements of your hips. You’re relentless, pounding her plump puss until the halfbreed whore’s screaming, arching her back and leaking her dickmilk again... and again... and again. You’re sure now that she gets off on the helplessness, on her complete, whimpering submission to a stranger fucking her into the ground. By the time you feel your own orgasm building, Alyru’s belly is coated in a thick veneer of her own semen. Her balls, once apple-sized, bounce airily with your rapid thrusts, so emptied by their owner’s repeated orgasms that they feel almost weightless each time they swing back and slap against your crotch.
15. There’s not much of a reason to hold back, at this point. Alyru’s gone limp in your arms, eyes rolled back in her head; she’s panting hard, slowly swishing her tail through the water and continuing to leak cum and girl-juice into the beating waters of the shower. You thrust your distended, blunt-tipped dick deep into the gushing lips of Alyru’s sex, hard enough for your knot to lodge itself in there before you blow your load, pumping thick wads of jizz into the half-ausar’s womb.
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