>>11993961She would have probably panicked at first when you spotted her. Someone's seen her do something so lewd! She would even pretend that it was just to solve an ailment, batting it away like it was normal. Once the offer of a warm, throbbing cock is brung into the mix, though...she wouldn't mind letting you inside, as long as the flap was closed behind you. She can't let anyone else know that the sounds of flesh on flesh inside the tent are coming from you two.
>>11994146Would it even be wise to strike out at a massive beast and risk angering it? She saw the damage they did to her comrades. She could see how easy it was for one bite to break through a human skull and spill out brains into a hungry maw. She could open her eyes and spot the scars that lined it's underbelly, some faint and others fresh from the failed attempts of adventurers who overestimated what they could do. She wasn't even built to fight, the Doctor's strength lied in her wits. Those very wits were what told her to lay there and accept whatever the monster above her wanted to do, even if instinct was screaming that she was, figuratively and literally, at Death's Door.
The instant that the mutated Crocodile forced its way into her body, the Doctor screamed. Her mask muffled her cries and hid the tears that streamed down her wide eyes as her insides were forced to accommodate. Her fists hit the ground and her core stung with pain. The beast didn't care, of course. It didn't mind that she was whimpering and yelling out in pain while it took care of itself with a living onahole. She didn't dare to squirm away, because when it lifted it's head and opened its mouth in gleeful pleasure, she spotted the still-fresh blood stains of her fallen comrade. That was enough fear to make her stay still like a good breeding sow.
>>11994379>What Mettaton said, ghosts are ephemeral, they can join without physical limitation! 