Sequoia shuddered and groaned in frustration her struggles amount to nothing only making her tired while her host took sick pleasure in her fight. Her face now plastered in a permanent state of panic halting her screams of halt while Katherine leaned over her, casting a shadow over the gypsy from the moonlight, while speaking of what would become of her leaving Sequoia speechless and terrified, cooing to her to keep quiet so that her servant may rest. For awhile she was silent fear having froze over her, until another sickening slurp would awaken a new fit of struggles eyes widened at seeing her own legs bulge out her balls, feeling ill as she could see the appendages move making it all the more real. All the while she cringed tip tight over her chest arms now above her head. "Oh god someone help!", she cried again not caring if she woke Annabel or anyone else trying anything, face strained she even attempted to straighten her legs and try to kick herself out anything. So far she was not enjoying this experience and was not wanting to turn into the substance her legs were swimming in the thought making her shiver and cringe in disgust and horror.