Too late to be safed ...? (Patreon)

For months, the mercenaries had searched for the kidnapped noble-woman from Tinora, until they finally found a hot lead to an abandoned warehouse in the outback.

In the cover of night, they surrounded the building, only to find out the gangsters had already escaped. After searching the whole place, the group noticed a vile, animalistic stench coming from a small storage room.

The stench grew worse, as they broke open the lock, - a lewd and desperate farting and smacking filled the air and in disbelief, the group looked into the small chamber:

With her face heavily disfigured by a feral skunk-cunt sitting where her mouth and nose used to be, the heavily transformed noble-woman greedily sucked in the fresh, cold air with her sweaty, wet lips. Her abductors seemed to have used her new greedily sucking organ multiple times before they escaped, as thick strands of goop still dripped from her disgusting, feral hole.

The men took a few steps back, as the creature, that once was a human negotiator for the King started to drool and fart uncontrolled, obviously because it sensed the presence of fresh "male meat" within its reach. 

"We need to get Miss Trayton back to town as soon as possible... lets hope The Inquisition can fix this"