The creature merely grunted at Natacia’s pitiful pleas to make it stop sexually assaulting her other hole.  It made one long, lewd grunt as it filled her up a third time.  Afterwards it let go of Natacia and flopped over her glistening form, panting.  It seems she will finally get respite from her ordeals.<br/><br/>“You’ve been a good sport.  I like that.” it said, its voice sounding strangely distorted.<br/><br/>Natacia could feel its clinging skin to hers crawling, shifting.  It was changing shape, becoming subtler and more familiar.  It must have grown a pair for she recognizes the feel of soft mounds pressing on her back.  She was overturned, to come face to face with…herself?  There is a saying, if you ever get to see your doppelganger, ill things are sure to follow.  What could be worse that what Natacia was undergoing?<br/><br/>“I’m feeling rather weary, but it seems I can’t have enough of you, my dear sweet.” her double cooed, its voice uncannily exact as hers but with a sultry tone, while lovingly brushing the slayer’s matted hair, then her flushed cheeks.  Without warning the thing that took her form pressed its mouth to hers, its tongue flicking in to find further pleasure.<br/>