The golem-woman's stone skin had taken on a reddish hue, cracks appearing along her surface as internal heat built. Her jaw was clenched tight, trying to suppress the sounds threatening to escape her throat.
The scaled professor's tongue flicked out repeatedly, tasting the air heavy with pheromones. Her tail coiled and uncoiled behind her, the nervous movement betraying her arousal even as she tried to maintain composure.
But it was the three-eyed elf that made him pause.
Upon closer inspection, she didn't just have three eyes. She had three breasts.
The third one sat perfectly centered between the other two, smaller but perfectly formed. All three nipples were visibly erect through her robes, pressing against the fabric in obvious points.
"They are treasure," he murmured, letting his gaze roam over the assembled women.
