It would quickly become obvious that Illania was quite the submissive,<em>especially</em>in front of Aluriel, and she would never actually object, even as she transformed into a shape like that of a dryad. And Sylvia would enjoy her newfound endurance and shaft, eagerly filling Aluriel and all of the others, if given half a chance.<br/><br/>But neither would be in any state to even really react by the end, groaning as seed leaked from their bodies, and their objections long forgotten as the miasma boiled within. Finally Illania managed to murmur. "T-thank you...Mistress Aluriel..."