Draanok's arrows connected with several tentacles, before one found it's mark, and plunged into Terra's shoulder. The young woman went down with a shriek, grasping at the arrow shaft, and trying to dislodge it. Caroline, meanwhile, let her hands dance in the air as arcane power began to swirl around them. Once they were glowing a bright pink, she let a pair of bolts fly towards Draanok, striking him square in the chest. [4 and 3 lust damage.] All the blood in his body seemed to rush to his nethers, as his manhood shot erect under the familiar power of lust magic.
Meanwhile, Castella grit her teeth as two thin, smooth tentacles coiled around her tits, squeezing and massaging the already tender teats, while their tips rubbed at her nipples. Another tentacle slithered up her arm to begin nudging her cheek, clearly trying to get her to open her mouth. However, her attention was focused between her legs, where half a dozen writhing members were jostling for space; each one trying to position itself at her entrance before being pushed aside by another. Eventually, a winner emerged from the mass, and Castella's eyes widened at the sight of it. The tentacle was easily as thick as her arm, and covered in bumps the size of grapes. It's fist sized head brushed against her pussy a few times, before two of it's smaller brethren moved in and pulled Castella lower lips open; giving the big tentacle a clear path forward as it wound up to strike.
On, and on, Bolt humped away at the two women. Each thrust sending another surge of pain and pleasure through them, as they did their best to endure the situation. Mercifully, as the minutes passed, the going seemed to get easier, for mina at least. Her own lubricant output, coupled with the copious amounts of precum flowing from the tip of the colossal cock inside her, was beginning to drown out most of the discomfort. Beside her, the snake-woman's forehead was pressed against the ground as low noise that was half growl, and half hiss came rumbling up from inside her. "Rrrrroooohhhhh, YES! That'sss good! Fuck me, Bolt! Fuck me harder!" she screamed, as she to got passed the initial discomfort of the coupling, and the pleasure came crashing down.
[I hope everyone's remembering to take a point of XP for each roll of six or lower. So, that's two for Draanok for the missed arrows, and one for Mina from failing to get away from Bolt.]