Faust and Ishmael have lost count of how many days its been since the Company lost at the BratCasino.
All their fellow company members where already SN*FFED, a mere mess if guts and gore.
Eventually they accepted their new role of an eternity of losing clashes to hung brats~
In a strange Mirror World Faust found herself transported into the Floor of Natural Sciences within the Library.
Where she was promptly SLAMFUCKED AND SN*FFED by the hung Futa Brat Tiphereth.
Faust is but a husk of her original self now, a mere lifeless Fuckdoll for Tiphereth.
With a bit of a push, Sinclair was convinced by the other women of the company to transition.
He- Or should i say She~ Has never been happier than now~ Being allowed to please the hung brat of a bus driver with their new PORNBUILT body just like the others~
In an alternate Mirror World Kromer acquired herself two "young" Sinclairs.
With the Power of the Golden Bough she found a way to keep them young forever, a dream come true for her~
She just couldn't get enough of clapping her BRATBAITING WOBBLEBUTT for those two~
The Sweepers was SLAUGHTERING her teammates outside and she paid no mind to unlocking the door to help her friends.
Faust's only goal was to please the two young one's inside with her BRATBAITING PORNBUILT body~
Name: Ishmael/BRATBAIT/WOBBLEMEAT
A lone surviving member of the now fallen Limbus Company. A broken minded woman with a PORNBUILT body and with little hope in life.
"Ugh...my WOBBLEMEAT PLAPMOUNDS can't stop clapping with each step i take..."
After Heathcliff left the manor Cathy became a complete mess. Lucky for her she was able to summon a different, younger Heathcliff.
She now spends her days in her messy room pleasing the small BRATCLIFFS huge Goonrod~
In An alternate mirror world they never made it out of the backstreets of District 21.
Instead most of the Crew was SLAUGHTERED by the strange Bugs that appeared.
Faust Ishmael and Don Quixote Survived.
They now serve the SMEGMARIDDEN S*UFFRODS of the Bugs who killed their team.
A single Coinflip was all it took for the Brat Abnormality to execute its brain melting shriek, rolling a high 60 for all the Sinners to fall under its influence-
For eternity they now Clap their enlarged PORNMOUNDS for their BRATGOD all while the others are being SLAUGHTERED.
Ugh...💢Finally They calmed the fuck down....guess the claps of my **WOBBLEMEAT PLOWCHEEKS** made them fall asleep...
Their overgrown **GOONRODS** are still throbbing like crazy...ugh the smell is making my damn head spin...
Send your brats my way if you need a babysitter💢
Hmph...Greetings.
You may adress me as Sancho, I'm new to these Slums and have dressed accordingly thanks to the advice of the locals.
Tsk...If any snot nosed brats needs taking care of i suppose i'll give my protection services to make a living in this shithole.