TAs you approach the Bus Stop, you spot Jake's bright orange bus parked and waiting for you. N n tThe Bus Lord > n n tUpon spotting you, Jake grins and sits up straight. N n t'I //knew// you'd show up about now >,' grunts the minotaur, his mighty pecs heaving so massively you swore you heard his suit start to tear, 'Now where to? I've got one of the most high-tech busses on the planet and it'd be a shame if you'd rather just sit here and admire it.'

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N n t[[Carnival Carnival Base]] n t[[Casino Casino Base]] n t[[Embassy to Hell Embassy to Hell Base]] n t[[Irongard City Irongard City Base]] n t[[Ironworks Ironworks Base]] n t[[Muscle Beach Muscle Beach Base]] n t[[Powerhouse Penitentiary Powerhouse Penitentiary Base]] n n t[[Back Player Home Base]] n. T>Your guest room is a little cramp and simply furnished. That aside, there is nothing too spectacular about its design.>Your guest room has been decorated a little. It is now clean, well lit, and furnished with some basic amenities like a stove and what strangely appears to be an upside down washing machine.>Your guest room is fancy! There are now carpets and rugs and little bean bag chairs no one seems to be using. Illumination comes from several candle chandeliers and a few stoves even!>As befitting of a dark tower, the underground dungeons have been refurbished to house your guests. Illuminated by flickering torches hanging off the cold, stone bricks, the dungeons are nonetheless well furnished with plush furniture decorated with chains and manacles and all manners of kinky torture machines.

There was even a warranty slip pasted behind the main entrance, just in case any of the equipment broke under the strain of whatever musclebound followers you may have living with you.> n n t>Malkorok the Muscular has moved in with you. >> n n t>[[Malkorok Player Follower Interact Malkorok]]> n n t[[Back Player Home Base]] n. T>Erik frowns and shakes his head.

N n t'Unless you have 300 coins to fork over, I can't sell this to you.' N n t[[Back Irongard Erotic Shop]] n t n t= 300>>'Holy nuts do you //want// a gigantic monster cock?' Erik chuckles as he bags your new toy, 'Because //this// is how you get a gigantic monster cock! Enjoy your new toy >!' N t>> n t('You now have > coins leftover') n t('You have gained 1 Power Pump for a total of >') n t n t[[Back Irongard Erotic Shop]]> n. T__'CHARACTER CREATION'__ n t n tName: > n n tNow please select your species.

N n t[[Human Player Height Select][$PlayerSpecies = 'Human']] n t[[Bull Player Height Select][$PlayerSpecies = 'Bull']] n t[[Dragon Player Height Select][$PlayerSpecies = 'Dragon']] n t[[Horse Player Height Select][$PlayerSpecies = 'Horse']] n t[[Kangaroo Player Height Select][$PlayerSpecies = 'Kangaroo']] n t[[Lion Player Height Select][$PlayerSpecies = 'Lion']] n t[[Tiger Player Height Select][$PlayerSpecies = 'Tiger']] n t[[Wolf Player Height Select][$PlayerSpecies = 'Wolf']] n. TYou have arrived at the 'Embassy to Hell'. N t n tThe Embassy looms over you like a twisted amalgamation of wicked black metal and hellish, unholy fire. In the distance, towering over the surrounding hellscape, the castle sits surrounded and defended by a myriad of lava lakes and sulphurous vents, the vast majority of them releasing gouts of dark gasses in very systematic and very predictable intervals. Dzhazovie etyudi dvorzhak. From your vantage point behind the protective fencing (and the protective energy fields woven between the grilling), you can make out several obviously muscular beings, probably demons by the looks of their horns and the fact they were bathing in the lava lakes whilst letting loose undeniably orgasmic howls audible even from where you stood. N n tWhy, you could even make out a number of them sticking their gigantic cocks through the surface of the bubbling lava pools, great ropes of thick white juice shooting everywhere as they kissed and flexed and worshipped each other as though their plane was going down.

N n tYour curiosity quipped, and you decide to approach the lone gatekeeper standing before the Embassy's grand entrance. The monstrous demon guard is huger than reason and so muscular it's no wonder he's only armoured in a set of bulky pauldrons, gauntlets and boots. Like the diabolical looking castle he guards, his armour appears to be made from the same dark metal. N n t>The spectacularly muscular, red-furred stallion-beast looks down between his incredible pectoral slabs and snorts at your brave, if not foolish, approach.= 120>>The spectacularly muscular, red-furred stallion-beast tilts his head up as you near, his herculean shoulder muscles roiling with power at your brave, if not foolish, approach. > His glowing, infernal eyes flashes through the unholy darkness of his helmet's interior, as if daring you to try anything funny so he can unleash the herculean man-cock barely contained within the bulging, pre-cum-soaked loincloth wrap barely hanging onto his muscled crotch. N n tA simple glance is more than enough to intimate you, >for here stood a monster whose probably four foot cock was surely thicker, huger, and infinitely more muscular than yours.= 48>> for despite you obviously owning the bigger, more muscular cock, there was no doubt in your mind that this hellish beast possessed a dong far stronger than yours could ever be.> If he decide to use it, there was no doubt you'd either be in a world of a hurt or in such ecstasy you'd probably forget your own name.