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[12:55 PM] IDENTITY REDACTED: The night was silent and still. The moonlight cast a silver glow that would be nearly entire swallowed by the tall trees, but a strange glow seemed to paint his target for the evening. Gabriel had thought it a rumor, truth be told. A woman living in the woods was far more likely to be some half-crazed hermit. But the time-old tale was that a witch had made her home in these woods, in the deepest heart of the forest. He still remained skeptical as he approached the lone cabin, crouched low as he stalked around the perimeter. He peaked inside only to find that the house was entirely dark. Not a hearth, nor candle lit. Maybe it was abandoned? He cursed under his breath, hoping against hope that he had not wasted his time in this endeavor. Ever the careful one, he would avoid the door, and opt to pry open the window from the outside. The window groaned slightly, needing a good lubing, but soon Gabriel had entered. His boots padded softly on the ground and he kept his eyes wide and open, scanning the desolate interior. Desolate, it would seem, save for one large room. He approached it, an empty sack thrown over his shoulder, to find shelf after shelf stocked with flasks and bottles. More than he had ever seen. "My God...it's true..!" He whispered to himself, too excited to care if he had been too loud. Even if it was some snake oil trickery, he could sell these 'trinkets' for a pretty penny, he was sure. He began to place the bottles in the satchel he carried, haphazardly, quickly, making sure only that they did not shatter nor crack against one another. He couldn't grab them fast enough. He had hit the proverbial gold mine...and just as his hands tried to keep up with his greedy eyes, he felt it. He saw it in slow motion: one of the bottles slipped from his hand, crashing between his feet, the luminescent fluid spilling as the bottle crashed into a hundred slivers of glass.

 

[13:04 PM]*Adventurer Ami let out a deep breath, chest panting and heaving beneath her tight dress and her gasps hanging heavy in the musty air of her bedroom as she lie on her bed holding a large tome above her head reading the erotic text written within - something she had discovered from the ancient times of gods and titans, who were just as lewd as any other common folk it would seem. Her eyes scanned over the erotic text, her free hand inconspicuously slipping under her dress to caress her throbbing needy clit. It was lonely in her underground labyrinth, but she honestly preferred the peace and quiet to company any day of the week. "Haahh... nnn... mrmm..." she continued to pleasure herself, dragging an index finger down to her sopping sex then further down to slip into her rear, the witch biting her lip devilishly at the sensation. Suddenly, as if it had crashed right next to her ear, she felt the presence of a crashing bottle in her storage room with a thump above her. "What the..?" She rolled her eyes and set the tome down, slipping her finger from her ass and standing up to smooth out her dress before walking barefoot up the spiral stairs to the storage room, grabbing her oaken staff on the way out...

 

[13:05 PM]Adventurer Ami: ((oh, picture ref~http://simg.gelbooru.com//images/988/afc8827f4bd9745ef0abf1468e964f88.jpeg?1187985 ))

[13:05 PM]Adventurer Ami: ((with perhaps -slightly- more realistic breasts, but still a bulging cleavage :3)))

 

[13:12 PM] Anonymous: The liquid seemed to immediately evaporate, dissipating into the air as colored, rosy mist. He tried to hold his breath, unsure of what compounds he was at risk at breathing in, but he got greedy. He tried once more to fill up his bag until he had no more room left, and he breathed the blush vapor deep into his lungs. He was thankful, at the very least, that it had no scent.. no real taste. A ruse, as he had previously believed. He tightened the cord to his bag, turning to leave the way he came, when he heard the steps of the witch approaching. It did not come the cabin, as he had originally expected, but from below, steps coming up from some floor previously unseen. He felt his stomach flutter a moment in fear, and he drew his only weapon, a stiletto dagger. He felt his feet plant, unsure of whether to flee or to threaten this supposed 'witch'... she was closing the distance between himself and his exit. He finally decided, perhaps too late at this point, to jog through the dark cabin toward the window he had entered from, his footsteps anything but silent this time around.

 

[13:18 PM]*Adventurer Ami As the thief clambered out of the window, hauling himself and his satchel out of the creaking old windowframe, he found himself fall to the ground back on the wooden floor of the potion storage room as opposed to the soft grass and mud he was expecting. It looked like a different room, entirely enclosed now with only one exit - a downward spiral staircase. A quick look around would confirm that he was in the same room, shards of broken bottle glass splintering the ground under him; what was going on here?! The full-formed buxom figure of the witch filled up the portway of the room and blocked the stairs, the woman staring at him with a hand on her hip. "Plenty of entrances, only one exit," she said cryptically. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" She seemed calmed and collected, utterly stoic and perhaps even amused, but inside her heart raced at the sight of his dangerous looking dagger and her mind recited twelve different capture spells simultaneously, ready to go.

 

[13:25 PM]Same guy: He vaulted out the window with spring in his step, the adrenaline pumping through his veins, expecting that soft landing beneath his boot... only to have his soles land on solid wood. The moment they did, the world around him changed, like a false memory. Deja vu, but far more disorienting. He was in the same room he had just escaped from. His mind reeled and the sight of the potion bottle, shattered against the floor, made his heart pound in his chest. His lips parted to express his shock and near-horror, but then he saw he was not alone. He nearly jumped in his skin, but instead raised his small dagger, his breathing shallow, his hood still pulled over his crown, obscuring a good deal of his dark features. "I am nobody." he replied quickly. "I was just here to sample your wares, that is all. I do not wish trouble from you, nor do I want to give you any. But I will run you through if you do not step aside." He threatened. He was not exactly the most convincing. Not quite cowardly, nor timid for a man in his line of work, but he did not seem like the murderous type.

 

[13:31 PM]*Adventurer Ami stared incredulous as the man seemed to bargain with her. A thief? No, this wouldn't do, this wouldn't do at all. How could she allow anyone to know about her labyrinth let alone steal from her? Her brow threatened to furrow into anger, but she kept herself in check and remained outwardly stoic, a smile propping up the corner of her lips. She cast a spell silently, recanting the music-like incantation in her mind, an invisible wall forming to block the port behind her. Her eyes caught sight of the shattered empty bottle, label unrecognisable in this state; what had he done..? She stepped aside, folding her arms under her heaving breasts and lifting them up a little. "Fine, I can see you're a very busy man." She took another few steps back for good measure to put herself out of his way when he'd inevitably run into the invisible mimic wall. During the ruckus, she'd hope to catch a closer glimpse at the broken label, trying to assess the potential damage - it could be anywhere from minute to catastrophic after all

 

[13:40 PM] Anon: He was admittedly rather surprised by the sight of her, as his eyes began to settle in the darkness. She was nothing at all like he had expected. There were tales of a lecherous deviant. Perhaps he let his own mind visualize something far more stereotypical. He had seen, and more importantly stolen from, hermits in the deep woods before. And they did not look like the woman before him. They were usually senile, unhygienic. Nearly feral by the time the years of solitude and years of self-survival caught up with them. She seemed... nothing of the sort. This was no time to ogle, however. He was truly interested in only one thing, well, two. To get the potions he had already bagged, and to get away without incident. If he wanted a top heavy beauty, he could buy one with the profits he'd surely make. As she stepped aside he couldn't help but feel one corner of his lip turn upward in the smallest of smirks. "Much appreciated." He said simply, lowering the dagger. "It was... the right choice." he said with a light, almost appreciative bow of his head, eyes meeting her own before the hood settled and hid his face away once more. He took off running past her, attempting to make his escape for the second time.. but immediately he was stopped, all at once. His head hit first, his dagger flying out of his hand and clattering on the floor some distance away. He stumbled backward, dumbstruck, and landed on his backside, knees tucked below his thighs as his eyes blinked slowly, trying to comprehend what just transpired.

 

[13:47 PM]*Adventurer Ami had her foot lifted up as if in precognition of the exact turn of events, the dagger sliding down to neatly land beneath the sole of the bare foot. She chuckled to herself and leaned forward to pick the thing up, rolling the elegant steel over in her fingers. "It definitely was," she said mockingly, casting a further spell with a wave of her hands the floor turning into a matte black void beneath him from which dark tentacles arose to constrain his limbs with whip-quick proficiency, tugging his limbs so hard they felt like they would almost be pulled free of their sockets as the thief was forced spread eagle against the blackened but still solid floor. The tentacles made no further movements aside from their constant shifting. Ami took a step closer, the invisible wall's brief magic fading to clear her mind a little. She stood over the male, feet either side of his head -almost- in a position so he could see up her dress. She double over, leaning right forward to meet his eyes, her deep red garnets locking onto his in an upside-down stare. "You broke one of my potions, and you no doubt have many others tucked away inside that..." a tentacle grew from the void to snatch his back from him, a leather strap breaking as the tentacle offered the bag up to the witch's hand, the buxom woman taking it gently. "Thank you sweetie. Inside this bag." She opened the satchel and frowned, setting it aside for now alongside the dagger well out of reach giving him time to talk and respond

[13:49 PM]Adventurer Ami: backpack*

 

[13:58 PM]Anon: He heard her mocking words, but seemed still too in a daze to reply. He held his head with his hand, using his other to brace against the floor in an attempt to stand. But he stopped as soon as he saw what appeared to be a pooling shadow beneath him. He breathed rapid, shallow breaths, almost fearful that the floor was giving out from beneath him. The truth was far worse. Tentacle like appendages shot forth from the darkness, each grasping a limp with a speed and precision that left him unaware of what was happening, until it was already done. They pulled and pulled at his limbs until his sharp cry of shock and fear turned into a deep, guttural groan of pain. His eyes were clenched tightly closed, his arms and legs flexed as tight as possible as though trying to fight with every muscle in his body.. not to escape.. but simply so that he wouldn't be pulled apart like legs from an insect. That's when he heard her barefeet padding on the floor, stopping on either side of his head. He groaned out, exasperated, eyes fluttering open to reveal that her face was hovering just above his own. His faced winced, a weak growl as the tentacle pulled his backback free. "This... this is not real. This cannot be real...." he whispered to himself more than to her. He pulled with his arms, wincing awfully as he did so, his shoulders flexed and threatening to pop. "I did..I did it!" He sighed out, his voice sounding rather defeated. "I cannot pay you back. Not now. Not like -this-.." he hinted at his current predicament. "What... are you? Is it true? Is..-everything- they say about you....true?" His eyes were wide, almost pleading. Hoping for any answer but 'yes'.

[13:59 PM]Anon: limb*

 

[14:04 PM]*Adventurer Ami looked down at him once more before turning away, instead more interested with reading the contents of the smashed shard of potion-bottle she had picked up, answering him without looking away from the small writing she spoke out, "Probably, I don't know what they say about me any more. It's been about sixty years since I even left the place at all. Many who knew me truly are probably dead by now." Her eyes widened at the words on the label, her smile slowly oh-so-slowly creeping up into a wicked smile of deviance. She placed the cracked glass shard on an empty section of shelf out of the way and span on the spot, waving a hand in the air the tentacles letting up their straining tugging a little so that he could be a little more comfortable but no less bound. "Do you know what you broke? Potions, dear, magical potions. Each one could potentially be as dangerous as it is insidious, or helpful and minute. Fortunately for you the effects are temporary - do you feel anything yet?" she asked, the thief beginning to feel a little light in body and hazy in mind, extremities tingling

 

[14:10 PM]Anon: She moved away from him then, paying him as little mind, regarding him as little a threat, as a housefly. She continued to talk to him, which was something of a comfort, as he had began to worry that she might very well walk away and leave him bound by this... thing. But her words soon offered no comfort, either. "Sixty... years? You? Nonsense." He challenged. He could not see the wicked grin overtake her features, but he would hiss out in slight relief as his limbs were allowed some slack. He laid flat against the floor, his head rolling against the wood momentarily as the feeling returned to his extremities. "Potions? You mean your elixirs? I know collectors, these... believers... that will pay top coin." he tried to explain. But what she asked next made him worry. Almost as if on cue, he felt himself feeling rather light headed. His body felt as though it might float, his feet and hands on pins and needles. "I feel---I feel unwell." he admitted. "What... potion?" he finally asked, understanding what she was implying. "What is happening to me?"

[14:12 PM]Adventurer Ami: ((What is he wearing~?))

[14:12 PM]Anon: (A hooded cloak over a linen shirt. A pair of large slacks, with a belt.)

[14:12 PM]Adventurer Ami: ((nice and simple~))

 

[14:17 PM]*Adventurer Ami gave the man an almost apologetic look, the remorse seeming to disappear in an instead as her lips curled yet again into that devilish smile before his very eyes. She took a few steps and leaned against the edge of a shelf lazily, watching him. "Any second now..." she said, fuelling his worry as he began to feel lighter and lighter, tingles building in his fingers and toes that slowly travelled up along the core of his body through his body until his torso was tingling rather pleasantly. Too pleasantly even, a strangely erotic sensation travelling along his spine that sent the hairs on his arms to stand as the tingling began to focus on his groin, his manhood hardening slowly of its own accord until it tented his jeans - it would be a strange feeling, becoming so aroused of his body whilst his mind was full of fear and anxiety. She raised an eyebrow at the sight of his arousal, impressed by his size. "Oh my, you're a big boy aren't you?" she complimented him sultrily before adding cryptically, "This'll be a shame. Maybe after the potion wears off."

 

[14:25 PM]Anon: He leaned his head as far back as he possibly could to watch the woman, to look to her face for answers. But all he was met with was an almost sadistic grin, her body's language calm and stoic. Expecting. She further taunted him, remaining vague as she waited for her potion to do as it was intended...and it would not disappoint. He could feel the warmth and tingling sensation start from the very edge of his fingers and toes, before it made a direct pathway up his thighs, down his arms, riding his spine until it settled in his groin, his prostate tickled, as an apparent erection formed within his pants. It was potent, too, fighting the fabric of his slacks, standing at full attention despite the resistance, already making the thief shift his hips uncomfortably, his cheeks tinged a light pink, not from embarrassment, but rather from feeling flushed. Her words, on the other hand, made him the slightest bit self-aware at his predicament. "What---is this? You did this?" he said a bit breathlessly, his hip shifting, almost bucking, as it tried to turn away from her. It did little, however,other than cause friction from the tip of his member to brush the inside of his pants

 

[14:35 PM]*Adventurer Ami watched in delight, cooing her amusement each moment he bucked his hips in restrained arousal. "No dear, you did this. That potion you broke? It was - ooh!" her sentence was cut short and she left him hanging and anxious as a new and surreal feeling washed over him that focused on his chest, his nipples becoming incredibly sensitive and pressing up against his shirt, poking up the fabric. The tingling had not stopped growing, the incessant forced pleasure sending sparks flowing along his body that crawled to every inch of his flesh, most intense at his chest and aching rigid cock. On a downward glimpse, he'd be able to see his nipples rising slowly, surely, his chest expanding and growing. The witch was silent now watching in complete awe with her bottom lip pulled between her teeth as where his once masculine chest sat, breasts had begun to grow forming a cups... b cups... c... d! D was her final estimate as his nipples plumped up and his facial features softened, hair growing out into long dark flowing locks and his lips plumping up into a feminine pout. At his lower body, the strain his cock made on his jeans was relieved slowly but surely not by his erection softening, but shrinking! A cramp would take the pit of his belly as his manhood shrank into a petite adorable little clit above a magically formed virgin womanhood. Ami just stood wide-eyed staring at the beautiful woman that lie restrained on the floor before her where the thief had once been. As the transformation finished, the tingling pleasure seemed to fold up on itself, all gathering to one point and condensing in on itself, finishing off with an intense forced climax upon the poor person on the floor, his - her breasts straining the fabric of that shirt. "O-oh my. I hadn't expected it to be quite that powerful." she said, making the understatement of the millennium as silence settled over the room

[14:35 PM]Adventurer Ami: ((Sorry if it's too much o.o Got carried away))

[14:35 PM]Anon: (Oh, never apologize for that)

 

[14:45 PM]Anon: He couldn't stop shifting and bucking about the floor. Something was... happening. Something didn't feel right. There was a feeling running through his body that he had never felt before, nor could he ever possibly explain. His body was growing unbearably hot, and he looked at her with pleading eyes. Please, please... he swore he thought he was begging her aloud, but no.. they remained frantic thoughts. All at once the pleasure became almost unbearable, he felt a swelling at his chest, the nipples of which began to feel impossibly sensitive. He could feel them straining at his shirt, threatening to tear the fabric, and his head would have dipped back if he hadn't been watching in absolute horror at what was happening. He had grown breasts! He was speechless, the look upon his face might have been a sadistic treat for her, the utter look of disbelief finally giving away to a much more frantic need... one of pleasure that ripped through him. He felt his cock sore and tender and swollen...and it felt almost as though there was relief, as the head of his cock inched away from his pants...but that's when he realized. It was shrinking. Condensing.And without warning, he could feel a terrible heat growing in his belly, an ache that made his legs quiver and shake, thighs trying futilely to rub together as his first, female orgasm ran through his entire body. His entire body quaked, his head dipped back and released a shockingly more feminine voice, quivering, almost bleating in orgasm as he dug his heels into the floor before finally collapsing. His body spasmed every couple of seconds, his mind a haze, eyes still wide with horror.

 

[14:54 PM]*Adventurer Ami Ami remained silent, staring at the girl before waving at the tentacles, the thick tendrils unfurling themselves from the girl's now lithe feminine body to sink into the ground and disappear, wood reappearing from beneath the blackened void as it shrank and vanished. The thief lie there panting, her now loose-fitting breeches stained with a dark patch of what was unmistakably feminine fluids. Ami crouched beside her shoulder, reaching out with gentle fingers to run through her now soft and silky hair with sudden affection. "You're beautiful," she said, losing herself in the adorable thief's eyes before shaking her head. This was a thief she was dealing with here, and she deserved to be punished! Ami's facial features hardened again as she stood, an errant trail of juices trickling down the inside of her thigh as a result of watching the scene. While Gabrial recovered, she snagged the stiletto dagger and hid it on a top shelf out of view lest her captive try anything.

 

[15:02 PM]Anon: The moment the tentacles released him, well, now it was a her, in actuality. She did not struggle nor shoot up to her feet. Not at first, that was. Her chest heaved, the weight of her breasts apparent as they fought the prison of the ill fitting shirt. His legs still quivered momentarily, but realization quickly settled in. The beautiful woman quickly sat up as Ami walked away. She put her hands out right in front of her eyes, turning them, looking at the newly delicate digits in disbelief. She looked down at the stain in her pants, the waist band far too wide now, easily letting her, with shaking, knowing hands.. pull the band aside to look down and see... "Oh my God!" she shouted in a voice that sounded much more musical than it ever should have. He had seen it.. the wet, glistening, swollen lips where his balls should have been. A nub, swollen and thick, hidden by a thin veil where his cock used to be. His thighs were soaked with his own fluid, that musky scent familiar...but only from other women. His heart felt like it was going to explode, he felt as though he'd hyperventilate. Quickly she scuttled and scurried on the floor toward Ami, grasping her at the waist and hip, eyes pleading and looking up into her eyes, bewildered. "Please! Please, no God, please-no!" She choked, nearly croaking out her words. "Please turn me back, Please!" Her thin fingers raked at the witches midsection, body planted on her like a slug, refusing to let go.

 

[15:09 PM]*Adventurer Ami had just finished placing the stiletto out of sight when she was almost bowled over unexpectedly by the now adorable girl hugging her legs together and complaining at her. "Tssh," she tutted at her, "I told you it would be temporary. I just dont know how much you breathed in - one half breath for an hour. Who knows how long you could be like this? Perhaps you took so much that the transformation will never revert, or maybe you'll still look a little girly~" she jested with that last part, knowing that no matter how much he breathed he wouldn't be stuck in that form for any longer than two hours unless he took another potion to make the change permane- she paused her train of thought as a wicked idea came to her mind. "Oh but dear, I'm sure you inhaled a lot didnt you? There is a cure in this very room, amongst these bottles~" She started, hiding her malintent behind a gentle and motherly tone, "If you do as I say, maybe I'll let you have it for free. Of course, everything else you took is still mine~"

 

[15:10 PM]Adventurer Ami: ((I love how how disney-villain I can make Ami in witch-form sometimes~ I think its one of my favourites))

[15:11 PM]Anon: (Yes, it's quite fun, I have to admit. And you play her quite well. I can tell!)

[15:12 PM]Adventurer Ami: Mind if I save these logs~ >:3

[15:12 PM]Anon: (Not at all)

 

[15:16 PM]Anon: It was abject fear and stress, mixed with a bit of paranoia at her words that played on her face, then. She had hinted that Gabriel's biggest fears could be a reality. Well, at least she lied about the possibility of such. She felt uncomfortable, lips still wet, a warm, yet quickly cooling wetness running down her inner thigh. She looked up to the witch with a sense of calm over taking her features. There was, at the very least, some part of this fiend that was willing to make a deal. She was willing to turn him back, to offer him a way to revert to his old state. "Yes, of course." Came the still unfamiliar voice. "I don't want them...they are all yours." He promised. "Please...tell me, and I will do it. Anything!"

 

[15:20 PM]*Adventurer Ami took a step back, unfurling herself from the cute girl's grip looking down at her condescendingly with folded arms shaking her head and tutting, "Well deary for a start those simply wont do," she gestured toward the overly tight linen shirt, her cleavage threatening to tear the fabric and the cloth breeches which were threatening to fall off, the woman now utterly ill-fit for her masculine clothing. "Why don't you step out of those, you're making the place look untidy. Then you can put each of these back where they belong," her finger shifted down to the bottle-filled satchel, a look of motherly scorning across Ami's features.

[15:25 PM]Anon: Gabriel let his fingers slowly fall away from her, resting in his lap, instead. Immediately he could see the change that Ami was forcing upon him. Her tone of voice had changed, she chided and regarded him almost as a child. It was infuriating, humiliating.. but he did not dare oppose his one attempt of regaining his former self. He nodded, not having the words to offer her.. before he untied a single lace from around his collar, She pulled the shirt over her head, and in doing so, her breasts became freed, a single bounce as they hefted against her own chest under their weight. For some odd reason, he had never felt more exposed in his life.. he immediately raised an arm to cover half of each breast and the nipples from view, his cheeks and the bridge of his nose a light red in hue. She stood quickly, moving to quickly try to grasp the backpack so she could quickly reorganize all the potions taken... in the small chance, the small hope that it would just be that quick and easy.

 

[15:31 PM]*Adventurer Ami "And the breeches," she said, surprised they hadn't fallen down on their own regardless. She eyed the girl openly with obvious lust, eyes wide in a lecherous glare as the cute little thief's breasts spilled into view before being covered up again. It didnt take much to catch sight of the way Ami's nipples pressed against her dress, or how the witch took every other moment to rub her thighs together in obvious need, turned on to no end and forced to wait patiently whilst all this took place. "Come on, it's as if you've never shown your cute little breasts to another woman before!" she chided him just as condescendingly as it was jokingly

 

[15:38 PM]Anon: Gabriel began to feel an incredible amount of unease, then. She had not been the most subtle in how she stared at him. He had mistaken her stares for amusement, perhaps enjoyment for the predicament that had befallen him. But now....those eyes. He knew that look well. And he could see her nipples grow perky against her own dress, he could smell her own scent dancing in the air. She rubbed her thighs together in need, just as he had, and now she taunted him loudly, all but licking her lips. Gabriel shuddered a moment...his stomach churning, jumping, at the fear...of what would happen next. Her small, dainty hand released the fabric of her now-oversized trouser waist band, and it quickly fell to the floor around her delicate ankles, in a pool of fabric. Down her leg there was an unmistabkable sheen, the heat, the scent would both be lost to the room around her. And her eyes watched the witch fearfully.

 

[15:42 PM]*Adventurer Ami's look grew more serious and heated with each passing moment, this entire situation having been an emotional rollercoaster for the witch thusfar with nought but broiling lust simmering beneath everything that threatened to boil over. "You're going to be a good girl, aren't you?" Ami asked sternly, not even meeting the thief's eyes this time content to let her gaze roll over those gorgeous feminine hips and womanly thighs. "Then bend over and pick up the bag, and get to work." The witch pulled a hand behind her back out of sight, summoning a glass object within her palm - cock-shaped dildo forming in her grip out of sight of the woman. "Slowly." Ami added, "I don't want you pulling any tricks."

[15:47 PM]Anon: She wasn't sure if Ami's look now was more or less frightening. That serious gaze was piercing, but now it had gotten serious. No more lusting.. no more desire. The look upon her face spoke of impending action. When she asked Gabriel if she was going to behave himself, he nodded, his arm still hiding his breasts away, the other hand ever so meekishly covering his bare, smooth new womanhood from view. Her new hour shape figure was as perfect as could be made, sculpted by actual magic, ideal. Perfect. And accentuated when she quickly took her instruction and turned to face the bag. "I am not going to try anything. Just please... keep your end of the bargain." The soft, delicate voice came. She turned her back to her, making the ultimate mistake of not squatting, not bending at the knee, but at the hip. She reached out and took the bag into her hand, gripping it slowly, just as she asked. Unaware entirely of the magician's trickery behind her back.

[15:48 PM]Anon: hour-glass shape*

 

[15:55 PM]*Adventurer Ami siezed the moment immediately, stepping forward to stand at the girl's side, the witch's bare feet clearly visible in Gabriel's view. Suddenly, a familiar batch of black formed in an instant at her feet and on the ceiling directly above her, a tentacle lashing down from above to wrap around the thief's neck in a tight but not choking grip, another reaching the ceiling to curl around her midsection whilst four tendrils shot out to grab her wrists and ankles, forcing her hands down until the girl was held in position touching her toes, unable to bend her knees as a result of the two tendrils from above holding her torso up. "I think that's a better position than before, don't you?" Ami asked, darkness touching at the tone of her voice as she licked her lips at the sight of the adorable thief's pert little bottom, fit for a tight little schoolgirl. "You'd be so cute to dress up~" she rolled the thought over out loud before standing behind Gabriel feet touching the outsides of her captive's own. The witch dragged her manicured nails along the girl's back, leaving light red marks in the aftermath of her caresses before bending over and pressing her heaving chest to the thief's back, reaching around to run her fingertips over the mounds of Gabriel's newly-formed breast flesh, teasing the sensitive mammaries before taking her nipples between fingers and thumbs pinching them lewdly

 

[16:07 PM]Anon: The thief blinked curiously at the witches approach, lips parting as though to inquire at the act. But before she was able to get a word out, the familiar monstrosity had returned. Her eyes widened at the sight of the dark pool returning by her feet, but before she could witness their act, another tendril swooped down from above, wrapping about her neck. Her hands shot up to pull at the new noose, but soon her wrists and ankles were similarly bound. All the while, the tentacle from the ceiling forced the woman to keep her head up, looking wherever the witch wished, while the rest of her newly formed body was entirely immobile. She didn't answer the question, directly, instead stammering. "You said! If I did as you asked, and I--I was!" She pleaded. Her feet shifted as she felt her standing just outside of her own, the girl's breath becoming caught deep in her chest as she dragged her nails down her sensitive flesh. However, the teasing nails against her back was nothing compared to the sensations forced upon her new flesh. Sensations she had never felt before. More virginal than a nun. Her eyes opened wide, head shaking those long, silken locks wildly. "Stoooop!" She wailed. But when she pinched those impossibly sensitive nipples, a moan became stuck in her throat, seemingly impossible to get out...until one melodious, tortured gasp came out past her shaking lips. Her ass cheeks clenched, body thrashing about, toes curling wildly. "No! Oh not there! Not -there-!" She begged, as another trail of her own juice began to form around her quivering nether lips.

 

[16:13 PM]*Adventurer Ami "What's this?" Ami asked, delighting in the way the girl quivered and mewled beneath her, her newly altered flesh still impossibly sensitive from the transformation. It would be about an hour until the initial sensitivity wore off, so why waste that time with idle banter? The witch pulled and tugged at the thief's sensitive nipples, loving how helpless she was in her grasp. Looking up, she eyed up the black pool above her and made a motion with her head, urging something down. Slowly another tendril grew from the blackened pool of void in the ceiling, it's tip cock shaped and dripping a white liquid that contrasted the deep black matte of the tentacle's rubbery flesh. At the witch's behest, the cock tentacle slipped down the back of Ami's dress and slid along her skin, sliding between her rear cheeks and over the buxom woman's dripping sex appearing from between her legs, the tentacle acting the part of a cock. The tentacle gripping Gabriel's neck pulled her up a little and allowed her to look over her shoulder at the witch who had lifted her dress up and was stroking that thick black tentacle lewdly as if it were her own hard throbbing cock~

 

[8:33 AM]Anon: The thief pushed off the balls of her feet, trying some way, anyway to find an escape from her predicament and the beautiful torment inflicted upon her body. Her eyes were wide, a bit of drool running down to her chin as she choked out another cry, feeling her fingers pulling and tugging at her new nipples once again. They were heard, swollen, an easy target for her relentless digits. So it was no wonder that Gabriel did not notice what was happening next. The moment her fingers had removed themselves from her breasts, her thighs quivered and knees turned inward, bowlegged. But soon the witch forced the theif's eyes over her shoulder to bear witness to what new torment she was invoking. Her eyes went wide once again, head shaking silently until she found the words. "Wh-what is this? What are you ... going to do?" But she knew all too well, her hand leaving nothing to the imagination. All she could do was push against the floor, thrash, feet pawing and pushing futilely at the floor below. "No! Please god, no! I'm begging you.. don't do this."

 

[8:38 AM]*Adventurer Ami ran the soft slender fingers of her free hand over the outside of the girl's rump, trailing along Gabriel's child-bearing hips and then along her cushioned thighs tickling her gently. "Oh but sweetie," she said in that motherly tone once more "Can't you see that your new body wants - no, craves this?" Ami's digits trailed back up to slide between her rump cheeks, rubbing her index finger in little circles directly on the helpless beauty's tight little rear entrance before dragging it down across her completely soaked folds to slip so tenderly into the warm embrace of the newly formed and magically sensitive sex, curling around to brush at her g-spot lazily. Meanwhile, the tentacle between the witch's legs began to grow impatient, thrusting back and forth at thin air in frustration and grinding itself between Ami's wet puffy sex lips. She slapped it gently and muttered "patience."

 

[8:47 AM]Anon: Her body tensed, as though expecting her fingers were something far more sinister, her head turning to look back at her both pleadingly and in abject horror. Her flesh was on fire, on edge, every little touch sending a signal of warning and, despite her fears, confusing delight. Her tight pucker clenched tight, asscheeks almost following suit as though to keep her from daring to penetrate, but she was interested in something far more wicked. Sensaations that the newly formed woman couldn't even begin to imagine given his former life. She looked forward, pulling again to no avail, chest heaving, almost a whimper...then she felt it. Her fingers slid into her body with ease, her body betraying her as those slick lips coated and lubricated the very fingers that acted to violate her. "Unnnghh ohmygod!" she shouted in a throaty groan, almost wailing. And when she curled her fingers down, pressing down at her g-shot, her legs buckled and her hips pushed downward instinctively, as though pushing, resisting, against two dainty fingers that might as well have been a monstrous cock. "Stop, stop stop...oh fff--fuck, no!" she wailed once more, eyes bulging as that familiar sensation quickly began to build in the pit of her stomach, settling in her loins like liquid heat.

 

[8:53 AM]*Adventurer Ami barely had to do a thing, wiggling that solitary index finger with only the slightest effort over the rough patch of the beautiful girly thief's g-spot. Delighting in how her captive trembled and moaned, Ami pressed down a little harder just once before resuming that light brushing, feeling Gabriel's womanhood gripping and flexing at her solo digit. "My my," The lusty spellcaster mocked, "You make such a horny slutty girl. I thought you'd have more restraint~" As Ami continued to toy with her victim, of its own behest another black cock-tentacle grew from the void painting the ceiling above, trailing down behind the robed woman's shoulder out of her sight trying to find the hem of her dress to sneak up. The whole thing would of course be in Gabriel's plain sight, but what she chose to do with the information was up to her

 

[9:02 AM]Anon: The sensations were entirely new and foreign to the bound thief. She had never felt another person inside of her body, the invasion, the forced pleasure was two fold. Her digits were gripped by those tight, new walls, each wiggled of her finger brushed against them, making her ache. All the while, the pad of her index finger stroked and rubbed relentlessly at that hidden spot, causing pangs of pleasure to shoot through her entire body. Her walls tried to milk her finger but the woman's words caused her cheeks to burn red. She tried to move her hips lower, away from the ginger motion of her finger, but there was no escape. She held her breath, groaning, trying desperately not to succumb to the inevitable orgasm to come. The vision of the hidden tentacle made her nervous, but her body was aching beyond anything she knew possible, and her mind was far too foggy to make sense of it. And all at once, despite grit teeth and clenching every muscle in her body, she would feel the waves of a new orgasm rip through her body. The tight walls of her pussy clenched her finger, milking at it, quickly, powerfully, at first before slowing and ebbing away. Gabriel's voice bleated like some dying goat, chest heaving, breasts swinging below her.

[9:09 AM]*Adventurer Ami's mouth opened into a broad tooth-showing grin as she subjected the transformed thief before her to her second female climax of the night, watching in enraptured delight at the thrashing and shuddering form of the beautiful young woman before her. "That's right dear, let all that tension out," she encouraged Gabriel, pushing her index finger down hard now on that g-spot and rubbing furiously throughout determined not to let the girl rest. While the witch was utterly distracted by the display before her, that second tentacle nudged the first as if in communication to plot something devious. Slipping out from between her thighs, the pair of tentacle cocks aligned themselves with each of Ami's holes, the first eager to take the pussy it had been forced to grind against for so long whilst the second hovered ominously an inch away from her peachy soft ass cheeks

[9:21 AM]Anon: Gabriel wasn't given a moment to even catch his breath. The orgasm was just beginning to subside, to ebb away, when she felt her finger beginning to add pressure, rubbing aggressively against the swollen g-spot. Gabriel's eyes twitched open once more, drool dribbling from her chin to small dark spots against the floor. Her toes curled until they were nearly flat against the balls of her feet, pussy lips swallowing her knuckles, the internal walls growing spongy and engorged. "No--no more..!" the thief croaked out, face twisting into something only the witch could take pleasure in. Utterly enraptured, all sense of decency and composure taking a backseat as her face contorted into a myriad of torment based pleasure. She could hear the sound of Ami's fingers, her knuckle deep digit, wet and nearly slurping inside of her as the more she abused that spot, the more of her fluids would come dribbling out. She panted like some beast, head violently shaking this way than that, as if trying to fight off the fact that she began to feel some threat of another orgasm building and building. "Thi-this can-aan't be happening to me..." she groaned out, sweat forming at her brow in small beads. She twisted her body, or attempted to, only showing off her new body to the witch, muscles flexing beautifully like some devious show. A finger puppet, indeed.

 

[9:27 AM]*Adventurer Ami enjoyed the show intensely, not intent at all on allowing the thief even a moment's peace from that intense all-consuming pleasure, the buxom woman loving how easy it was to make the transformed woman climax hard with the right application of even a single finger. "Ohhh dear, you horny little girl. Maybe you were made to be a woman, hrm? Maybe I should just leave you like this forever so you can serve your true purpose?" The witch slid her finger out suddenly, a string of feminine arousal connecting the tip to Gabriel's adorable puffy sex. "Let's see how you feel when I stick this inside if y-... ou..?" the witch paused, looking down in confusion at the empty area between her legs, her dress having fallen back down to cover her feet. "Where is that tentac-aaaaahhhhll!" Ami fell forward, hands coming to grip Gabriel's ass cheeks for support as the pair of tentacles under her dress surged forward, slamming into her dripping sex and dry rear at once. The caster bit her bottom lip as an intense feeling of pleasure and pain hit her like a sack of bricks, forcing her to double over and press her dress-covered breasts against Gabriel's back

 

[9:34 AM]Anon: "It--it is not -me-!" she declared, her entire body quivering, a sharp yelp leaving her as she removed her finger from her tortured sex. She felt empty, aching, and tormented in the absence of her finger. But her words were heavy in the air and Gabriel shook his head in defiance. Even when he would be turned back into his normal state, he knew he might never be quite the same after this experience. It would be a lifetime of trying to live this down, to bury away this haunting night. "Don't... please.... I do not know what you want from me. But anything... no more." she said breathlessly, defeated. But as she waited for what was to come, that tentacle she had displayed to her before, there was nothing. Her voice quickly raised, shouted, surprised... and Gabriel quickly whipped his head around to bear witness to the Witch's backfired plan. She couldn't help but smile weakly, so very thankful, perhaps a bit spiteful as well. She felt the witch grasp at her ass, wincing as she fell forward and she gave a shiver as her breast lay flat against her back, her nipples teasing the sensitive flesh upon her back. She couldn't help but smile wider now, "Serves you right, you... you bitch!" he surprised even himself at the outburst.

 

[9:42 AM]*Adventurer Ami grunted through gritted teeth as the thick dark tentacles immediately began to thrust in tandem in and out of her stretched holes. "O-hhhh~!" the witch cried out, barely able to think around the sudden intrusion that inflicted a gloriously perfect mixture of intense pleasure and stretching pain upon her body. "D-dismiss!" the witch called out, lacking the focus to put any sort of magical backing to those words, the tentacles outright ignoring her doing quite the opposite. More and more tentacles began to pour through the voids on the ceiling and the floor, one after the other over and over until the things were everywhere, encapsulating the pair in a a sphere composed entirely of the things. Tendrils came up to slide over the pairs skin, feelers darting out to drag over their bodies having detected two perfectly suitable female targets~

 

[9:47 AM]Anon: What first seemed like poetic justice soon became a horrifying sight. It was beginning to dawn on Gabriel that Ami was losing control of the situation. And fast. She felt the witch getting simply violated, each thrust of the tentacle driving her hips into her own, their flesh smoothing together, slapping on occasion. Gabriel had a first hand account of the witch's torment, but soon, she drew no pleasure from the fact. The shadowy tendrils were absolutely everywhere and for once, Gabriel feared something far more than the witch. "Stop this! Stop them...! Do something!" She demanded, hissing and face twisting in disgust as the tentacle began to smooth over her face, one rubbing between her cleavage, they were getting bolder, closer, and more curious about the pair. And Gabriel pulled with all her strength to pull free of the tentacles, her entire body straining, threatening to damn well dislocate her joints. Or at the very least, injure herself.

 

[9:55 AM]*Adventurer Ami was in a position to do very little indeed - if Gabriel were to turn around at this point she would see the witch utterly enraptured, eyes lifted in an expression of joy that looked like she would be smiling if her mouth wasnt stuffed full of thick rubbery tentacle cock, her lips stretched wide around that big member. It hadn't taken long at all for Ami to submit to the pleasures these tentacles masterfully forced upon her body, a tendril slipping under the dress to slide between her womanly tits and along her neck while she reached out to grab two more tentacles, stroking them with her soft hands like rigid erections, pleasuring six of the things at a time. Indeed the situation had gotten vastly out of control, but as more tentacles slipped through the void each individual became slightly weaker - it still wasn't an easy fight, but Gabriel felt a long-missed give in the movement of her wrists as she yanked hard, the tentacle pinning her arms giving way for just a moment! Already more tendrils loomed in with the treat of restraining her once more, cock tips sliding over her skin, between her breasts and even fucking the space between the woman's thighs, the witch's body having concealed the thief's holes from their sight for now

 

[10:03 AM]Anon: Gabriel felt something she hadn't really expected, it would seem that the tentacles were not some independent creature, but part of some greater hive mind. One of which was demanding a great deal of sexual satisfaction from the witch. With each new hole it stuffed, each length that the witch took to pleasuring with her lewd body, the mass seemed to grow a bit fainter in presence and potency. Gabriel pulled down and felt the resistance give. It was enough hope for her to pull once more, moving her legs as well, kicking, thrashing, pulling down with all her weight and might, but soon, where two had loosened, more came to explore. As though they were back up, insurance that the thrashing bug never escaped the spider's web.

 

[10:07 AM]*Adventurer Ami With a sudden urgency and as if realising the smaller lady's potential for escape, more tentacles came up to whip around each of her hands and ankles, binding her limbs absolute. Suddenly Gabriel was pulled from beneath the mewling horny witch and spun around to face her, the monster raising the thief's legs and arms to wrap around Ami's hips and neck respectively, pressing their breasts together, the two made to lock eyes. The tentacle in the witch's mouth slipped free and instantly she locked her lips to Gabriel's tongue exploring the petite woman's mouth in the heat of the moment whilst a solitary tentacle began to poke threateningly at the thief's rear entrance

 

[10:15 AM]Anon: Soon, her chance for escape was entirely rendered a futile attempt. Her heart sank as much as her anxiety ramped up, feeling the helplessness of her situation grow. Without warning, she was pulled away from the witch by the tentacles and her eyes would shut closed, hoping and praying that whatever hellish torment was to come next would be far quicker and less invasive than the witch's. However, she felt her body become unfolded, exposed, before becoming forced to envelop the sex-drunk witch. She was forced to stare deeply into those lost, feverish eyes, and was entirely taken by surprise by the woman's tongue pushing past her lips, causing Gabriel to groan in protest, sucking air past the tongue that began to fuck her mouth. Gabriel's narrowed eyes soon widened when she felt the tentacle beginning to probe around the only part of her that hadn't been violated yet. A place that held such a degree of subtle fear for the once-man. She bucked her hips, squirming against the witch, as though trying to climb higher upon her body, ankles crossed over her hips, whimpers swallowed byt he witch's sealed kiss.

 

[10:26 AM]*Adventurer Ami broke the kiss with a 'pop!' smacking her lips as a strand of saliva connected their exposed tongues before they each slid back into their respective mouths. The witch let go of the cocks she was stroking to instead hug the woman beneath her, a tentacle now having slipped around her neck too like a collar to hold her up and as if to display that these things owned the pair. The two cocks she let go occupied themselves with slipping between the bodies of the two, sliding in and out of the tunnel provided by the soft skin of their touching bellies and fucking that gap like a traditional orifice. "I-I'm gonna cum!" Ami called out suddenly, her voice breaking as she was forced into a monumental climax, her holes gripping the pair of cock tentacles hard while her limbs thrashed and shuddered uselessly around the thief. With a more generous amount of clear pre-fluid dripping from the tip of the thick limb, the cock pressing at Gabriel's ass suddenly began to wriggle furiously and push forward, pressing in that ring of flesh further and further and further until finally... Pop! After putting up a valiant struggle, the petite girl's asshole finally yielded and succumbed to the mounting pressure against it, tentacle sliding to sheath its glans within her body, Gabriel's anal virginity stolen by the things

 

[10:52 AM]Anon: She could still taste the witch's saliva upon her tongue, the sound of their broken kiss still ringing in her ear. She was shocked to feel the witch embrace her, giving up her hold on the phallic tentacles to grasp her midsection, her neck becoming ensnared by one in the process. She was no more in control by this point than Gabriel was. And that fact frightened her. She squirmed and gasped lightly as she felt the tentacles beginning to burrow and thrust between their bodies..the feeling strange, but not entirely unpleasant. A massage from a creature with a mind of its own. But Ami's voice broke through the air next and distracted her. She thrashed about and Gabriel squeezed her womanly thighs around her, holding her tightly in a near hug as though holding on for dear life.. but that's when he felt the tentacle beginning to push, push, and try to penetrate that tight pucker of muscle. "Please! Help me, help me!" he begged the witch."Stop this now, please!" One last beg before she felt the tentacle wiggle its way past his body's defenses. Her goes curled in the air and her eyes went wide and spaced out, the feeling of being stretched not only a touch painful and unusual but profoundly mind-altering..it was inside of her, a pressure building and pushing deeper inside, her body unwittingly squeezing and clenching the tendril in its futile attempt to keep and push it out.

 

[11:01 AM]*Adventurer Ami The tentacle wriggled and writhed within the confines of the petite thief's tiny virgin asshole, vibrating in apparent pleasure at the incredible tightness of the fit which no doubt was wonderful for the thick dark tendrils, but hell for the poor body they were stuffed into forcibly - with even less ceremony, another cock tentacle found its way to Gabriel's dripping post-climactic sensitive womanhood in an attempt to emulate the double penetration going on mere inches above. With hardly any due patience, the glans of the black probe pressed against her and began to force its way inside of her, stretching out her entrance until it slipped around like a tight glove, then slamming up into Gabriel's body and tearing her hymen, robbing her of her newly acquired maidenhood. "Doesnt it feel good?!" The witch called out above her, oblivious of what the things were doing the the thief's nubile form

 

[11:09 AM]Anon: The girl struggled to relax the muscles of her ass, feeling the thick tentacle make its home deep inside of what felt like her bowels. She panted, taking in shaking breaths until her tight asshole finally relinquished and let the thickness slide as it may. Just as the girl had gotten past this horrible acceptance, that something was -inside- of her... she felt the next tentacle, without any grace or warning, burying its thick head into her already tormented womanhood. It flicked and twisted about her entrance like a creature with a mind of its own, before finding its path and pushing deep inside of her and breaking past that delicate hymen, making Gabriel cry out, shriek, kicking and bucking in pain, fear, and torment...all the while her breasts and nipples kneaded the witch's own, nipples tracing one another to give that kiss of pleasure to the otherwise hellish violation of all of the once-masculine fuck toy

 

[11:14 AM]*Adventurer Ami The pounding of the tentacles grew faster and stronger within the pair, tendrils shooting down to plug mouths hung agape in pleasure or pain, the distinction between the two utterly irrelevant to the extradimensional creature's interests. Ami moaned around the cock filling her mouth, unable to make any sound other than a muffled groan at this point, having become all but a slave to the pleasure the tentacles forced upon her body. Slowly, over the course of what felt like hours, the tentacles plumped up and began to stretch out those holes, coming closer to what may or may not be a climax to them.

 

[11:19 AM]Anon: Soon, Gabriel wouldn't even be able to cry out anymore in agony. Pain gave way to pleasure gave way to pain once again as the torment never ended. There was no escape. It was a limbo of violation that made the woman outside of herself, mind almost shutting off as her holes grew sore and her body ached from all the orgasms forced through it. They had gone from pleasurable to utterly body-racking. The clenches and quivering turning to muscle cramps, and puddles of her own needy body slicked the tentacles as well as coated the floor.

 

[11:27 AM]*Adventurer Ami After spending so long being subjected to this kind of treatment, the pair were eventually slack and exhausted aside from the ocassional quiver or mewl - the tentacles though hadnt let up or slowed down for even a seconds since the whole thing began, their abused bodies acting as pleasurably warm sheaths for their breeding stems. Finally, the tentacles slowed to a sudden stop at the deepest point in each of their feminine forms, the tentacles in each pussy pressing hard on both Ami and Gabriel's tight cervixes, trying to gain entrance to the already battered and weakened entrance of those wombs. "Gnnn, hhnn..." The witch panted as her cervix refused to yield

 

[11:38 AM]Anon: Their bodies had went limp by this point, even the most violating of acts had become somewhat adapted to. That was, until the tentacles went so far into their deep canals that they were knocking against one another's cervix. It caused Gabriel to get a moment of clarity, of new found horror, but she simply hadn't enough energy to fight back. She pulled and struggled, swinging limply against Ami, their bodies slick from their combined sweat. Gabriel sucked in her gut, clenching, but no matter what she did actively, there was truly nothing she could do to fight off the invading tentacles and the impending act they were about to complete. The feeling made her stomach churn, the cervix the absolute last defense into her womb.

 

[11:42 AM]*Adventurer Ami Ami was the first to let out a guttural, raw groan as her cervix was stretched open around the glans of the tentacle pressed into her, the thick tendril sliding just an inch into her womb but going no further, happy to halt at the edge of her uterus. A few moments later the thief would feel much the same sensation, the feeling of being violated deeper andfurther than any of these things had gone so far, writhing up into Gabriel's inexperienced female sexual organs, halting just inside of her womb

 

[11:46 AM]Anon: Gabriel's head dipped back wildly as she, too, let out a long, wail of a groan. The tentacle pushed at her cervix much like it had done earlier to the tight ring of muscle of his ass, just slightly penetrating past the barrier. The thief could hardly catch her breath, very well on her way to hyperventilating as the feeling of having every boundary, every orifice penetrated and violated in ways she did not know possible. Her head fell forward once more, eyes scanning the witch's face, her eyes, needing answers, comfort, anything...

 

[11:53 AM]*Adventurer Ami Suddenly, the dark chamber of tentacles that had enveloped the pair began to writhe and shift ominously, the entire thing shaking with every single individual tentacle wriggling uncontrollably, all except for the pair in each of their pussies. The cocks in the witch and thief's other holes retreat with a sticky 'slurp', sliding out and leaving their poor asses gaped for but a moment before closing up. Everything then went chillingly still, coming to a freeze when the womb invading tendrils began to pulsate and throb, large bulges slowly travelling down their lengths seemingly from nowhere - neither girl could offer any resistance as those thick bulges stretched open the walls of their sexes, travelling along each tunnel with sickening pleasure before seeming to land with a drop into both of their wombs in tandem, one after the other. "E...eggs..." Ami gasped through dried lips

 

[12:03 PM]Anon: Gabriel could only wait for what was to come next. She didn't expect that things could get worse, and fully expected that the tentacles would further writhe inside of her, pushing past their cervix and into her womb, coiling and pushing until she was fully impaled. Instead, however, the tentacles seemed to act in tandem with a single goal: to procreate their vile species in an unsuspecting host. She watched in horror as an obvious bulge began to push down the entire length of the thick tentacles that still remained happily buried in their pussies. Gabriel's ass flared, gaping momentarily as she tried to kick and buck instinctively, shaking her head wildly. "No, no! No, nonono NO!" she demanded. She was disgusted, but mostly horrified at the idea of it all. She felt a single egg push inside of her womb, heavy like lead, before another...and another, a whole clutch of eggs inside of her womb as though making a nest out of her belly. "Can't you do anything!" She shouted, "I can't! I cannot live like this..." she finally decided, her belly churning, womb hot and compacted with the monstrous clutch.

 

[12:08 PM]*Adventurer Ami grunted and gasped, unable to do much but writhe upon the bulging and flowing tentacle that was depositing egg after thick egg into her hungry stretching womb. Slowly but surely both of their bellies would grow huge with the offspring of the beast, forced to carry the offspring of some extradimensional horror in their mortal wombs, their female forms barely able to contain the intensely compacted loads. By the time those tentacles stop bulging the witch and thief were burdened with hugely pregnant bellies, both looking to be carrying twins at least. On the way out, each tentacle spurted a strong adhesive that glued their cervixes shut, so that no eggs could be spilled until ready to gestate. And with that, the pair were dropped, discarded to the ground by the tentacles retreating back into the voids above and below them until only the black stain remained with the pair collapsed on the ground clutching huge bellies