As with Sylvia, Aluriel would take her time with Illania, spending nearly twenty minutes, claiming her again and again, eventually untying her from the bed, to let her be more involved.<br/><br/>Eventually, though, the succubus would speak a soft word of magic, and the miasma in the circle would condense and solidify, filling Illania, even as she drew out. "There," she murmured, softly. "Now, shall we see if your friend would like to join us?" she asked, with a smile, breaking the circle, and looking towards Sylvia.<br/><br/>The elf had changed. She was much more powerfully built, her skin having taken on a distinct, reddish hue, her hair having turned a striking ash-white. She was slightly taller, and her movements looked like she could barely control her newfound strength. Otherwise, she looked much the same, easily identifiable as the woman she was before, although there was the addition of a thick shaft between her legs, and a pair of short, black horns, curling from her forehead.<br/><br/>"How are you feeling?" the succubus asked her new creation.