He made sure to keep Ash conscious; he wanted the female to be awake and cognizant of what was going to happen to her.<br/><br/>Eventually, she would find herself in an area that was likely to be more familiar to her than he, and where she would be unceremoniously dumped on the floor.  Crouching down, Ixilthuth considered her for several short seconds, before his tentacles lashed out at her again; this time, they moved to twine around whatever clothes she was wearing, and outright rip them off from her, to make her completely exposed before him.<br/><br/>The poor cat-girl would be able to practically smell the lust and desire seeping out of his pores. If she were to look between his legs, she might see something stirring, some movement; obsidian black like the rest of him, his member stirred into its erect state. Seven or eight inches long, it seemed, with a flaring tip and which was covered in dozens of small bumps. Below that, their was something odder; something clearly not human. He apparently had a dozen testicles, but these were quite small, and the whole of it had the appearance of a bowl of grapes.