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AND THE TALKIN' LEADS TO TOUCHIN', AND THE TOUCHIN' LEADS TO SEX — AND THEN THERE IS NO MYSTERY LEFT.

!!! 18+ ONLY !!! 🔞

Lewd on TL + DMs. Selective. Strangers, IRL accounts, taboo, and minors will be blocked.
At least I have the courtesy to do it in the Mike Room
December 13, 2025 at 7:27 AM
// I've been mainly containing Battie's freak side to Discord in the meantime </3
December 10, 2025 at 12:31 AM
Inside thought sorry
December 10, 2025 at 12:25 AM
I do. I-I do mean it. I mean ... look at my face! This thing was literally split in half once, and that got fixed and healed up just fine. Y-you can't even really tell it happened anymore, and ...

[ She vaguely gestures to the very faint scars on her face. ]

... Sorry. I shouldn't have pushed it.
December 6, 2025 at 1:44 AM
You did! You did, I ... I-I liked it!!! It's not a big deal, really, it ... it can be fixed ... 💦

[ Reaching over and patting their shoulder. ]
December 6, 2025 at 1:32 AM
Whhuh -- h-hHEy! Hey! It's OK!!!

[ Her voice cracks a little of embarrassment as she tries to reassure them. She has no idea how to really help, here ... ]

I-it can be fixed -- !!! And -- a-and I'm not really bothered by it anyway, so --

[ Fumbling over her words a bit. God she's bad at this. ]
December 6, 2025 at 1:28 AM
... Uh?

[ She opens an eye and looks down herself. It's barely noticeable, but it seems now that there's a very, very small crack on her hip.

Her first thought is to think it's hot they left an ACTUAL mark on her, of course, but she has a feeling the other isn't going to feel a similar way. ]
December 6, 2025 at 1:20 AM
HaaaAAAAAAGGGHHh ~ ♡ !

[ With a particularly pitchy whine, her legs raise to wrap around the other and lock them in place — needily whimpering and rutting up into the other as she rides out her peak. ]

FFFUCK -- NNNH ♡ !!!
December 6, 2025 at 1:06 AM
[ She wants it. Badly. To be used up, felt all over, left sore and wrung dry. She feels like her insides are on fire. She finally slides her tongue out of the other's mouth, removing her lips, looking at them with heavy, lidded eyes. ]

NnnNhh ... Baaan ... 'm close ...
December 6, 2025 at 12:39 AM
... I guess they are. It sounds about right.

We're certainly farther from humans than we are robots. Lot more weird biology stuff going on.
December 6, 2025 at 12:34 AM
. . . 💧

It's more like ... a puppet. Or a ball-joined doll. I guess us Pippins can shed skin like a bug would sometimes, but ... y-yeah.
December 5, 2025 at 11:18 PM
I'm trying
December 5, 2025 at 1:27 PM
[ The motion draws out an utterly sinful noise from her, nearly comical in its lewdness. She keeps trying to chase the touch anyway she can, desperately rubbing herself on the other's fingers. ]

HnnnNNNHHH -- !!! PLEEEAAASSSEEE ~ ♡ !!!
December 5, 2025 at 9:48 AM
Like what, baby ~ ?

[ Playing coy, innocent — like she's oblivious to how much she's riling the other up. She always loves watching her melt under those tiny, yet powerful hands of hers. ]

I'm not doin' anything ...
December 5, 2025 at 9:44 AM
[ The strings pull her forward, closer towards Mike, until they're mere inches away from each other. Gloves dissipating, as if on command, a black clawed hand reaches forward and ghosts over the other's crotch — teasing and deliberate. ]

How?

How badly

Do you need Mike ~ ?
December 5, 2025 at 9:40 AM
[ Battat doesn't particularly mind the taste ... In fact, she LOVES it. She really can't get enough of it, needily whimpering into the other's mouth. ]
December 5, 2025 at 9:36 AM
// ☝️ !!!
November 30, 2025 at 4:48 AM
[ Heavily breathing — a loud whine as she's pinned to the floor, needily rutting into Jewel's hand on her crotch.

Once the other pulls away, she's reduced to a puddle, begging and whimpering. ]

Juh ... J-Jeeewwwuhhhl ~ ... n-nnh!!! Please, please, pleeeaaassseee ~ ♡ !!!
November 29, 2025 at 7:27 AM
... Right, then.

[ An almost sadistic smirk crosses her lips. Red strings raising to fully wrap around the other's body. ]

Good, is what Mike will make you feel.

... Now.

You must promise her that you'll be good,

Won't you ~ ?
November 29, 2025 at 7:19 AM
Yeah, baby ~ ?

[ An eyebrow quirked, eyeing Annie up and down suggestively. She knows/exactly what she's doing. ]

Be a good girl and spit it out.
November 29, 2025 at 7:13 AM