Fearful of the curvy gazelle woman's plans for you, you pushed forward off of the bed and quickly attempted to skirt past her and reach the door. For a moment, you actually felt proud of your maneuver as your hand grasped the door knob, just before you felt another hand grab the collar of your shirt and pull you sharply back into the room with a slight yelp.
You spun around with the force of the pull, and found your face colliding with the gold fabric clad crotch of the massive woman. her surprisingly strong hands now held the back of your head and place, smothering you against her musky crotch, "Just where do you think you're going? Couldn't leave a lady alone to do her job, could you? Well now you're mine, kiddo." The ten-foot-tall antelope beauty released you, allowing you to stumble and fall backward onto the carpeted floor.
"Please, I just wanted - I thought you might want to–" Glowering down at you, the curvaceous gazelle place her hands on her broad hips mockingly, "–what? Go on a romantic date? Listen, you laid hands on me, and the casino rules went out the window. I can tell you've got no idea what this place is or what goes on here, but frankly I don't care." With one long, easy stride she was standing over you, giving you a front row view of her body in all its full-figured glory.
Reaching down, she fastened a fist on the front of your shirt and hauled you to your feet. "Now, seeing as how you've decided to be uncooperative..."
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