Lab Orgy Gangbang

But he looked up as she entered. She arched her back. She simply rolled onto her side and wept — not from shame, but from the knowledge that her body was no longer hers. But worse than pain was the silence she had to hold. He only looked at her — truly looked — and understood what she had done. It may break you.”

Roxy, pale and resolute, nodded. A member of the Adepta Sororitas, Roxy once stood tall in power armor, her voice rising in hymn as bolter fire thundered in righteous fury. No armor. What she had become. It is not glorious. “I carry the fire,” she whispered. “We need to remove it.”

“Quietly,” she said. “Where?”

Her voice cracked. Her entire body resisted — locked up — twisted in silent torment. The belt cut into her mouth as her jaw clenched. It was done.