As the haze before Nuria begins to crumble, she sees a terrible sight.  Her party, her friends scattered.  Sydney is nowhere in sight, though hints from her dream-realm suggest she may be by the fountain.  Lorelei in congress with the tentacled beast and... wow, just diving into sucking the male Illithid off.  Some small distance away, the female Illithid is walking, stately and controlled next to Phelypsis, the two of them drawing ever closer to the wall of sea rising up.  Strange, twisting, movements within the water catch Nuria's eyes.  There's definitely something in there.<br/><br/>But among all of this, Nuria can feel the flames within her again.  There is no external power for her to take, to steal, it is hers.  It is in her.  And it is alive.<br/><br/>She notes then another shape, moving slowly between her and the Illithids.  The black ooze, once again in it's womanly form is back, though it's eyes seem somehow even more blank, greyed and lifeless, a puppet to the Illithid.<br/><br/>Dripping, dribbling, slick, and sticky the tentacles continue to surge and move over Lorelei's body, heedless of the splattering cum on the mermaid.  The tentacles continue to constrict and shift, driving hard into her pussy with the thick, cock-shaped head.  A second and a third tentacle squirms up her leg, rubbing for a moment against her wet thighs, before they split directions.  One slides up, pushing her skirt up over her back and beginning to rub between her asscheeks.  The fat, full tentacle wetly rubs, sliding back and forth faster as it grinds needfully against her, thick bursts of seed beginning to spit and splatter out over her back and into her hair.  The other tentacle slides up just next to the one violating her pussy, pusing for just a moment to line up and then thrusting in, a second thick tentacle pushing into her and thrusting alternately, like double pistons in her sex.  These continue to surge, thrust, pumping needfully, cum dripping and dribbling out of her sex.<br/><br/>The sticky, squeezing tentacles on her tits continue to pulse, squeezing, pulling, sucking.  There is no question that Lorelei will have pink marks over her breasts if it finally does release her.<br/><br/>But her focus is upon the Illithid.  His tentacles surge around his mouth and a thick, gutteral groan of pleasure bubbles up out of him.  His hips begin to shake as she sucks him hard, "Hnngh, yesssss..."  The whisper comes out in a hissed, rattling way.  His hands shift, grabbing hold of a fistful of cummy, wet, sticky hair as he pushes her downward encouragingly, the taste of the Illithid's cock alien to someone from land, but not far off of merfolk dick, that taste of the sea just a tiny bit more prevalent.  His hips begin to thrust as images of him fucking Lorelei every which way begin to bloom in her head.  He is pushing on her, making her lust harder, making her want more, all while tentacles continue to fuck her wildly, cum blasting shot after shot onto her asscheeks, over her lower back.<br/><br/>Nearby Sydney works furiously, staring down at the runes, holding her athame ready to carve, to reroute the magic, to somehow release Lorelei and perhaps to save them all.  The runes are complicated, mind bending, put on top of each other in a way that requires intense concentration.  Then she finds it.  Things click together the way they always seem to, into the perfection of the spell.<br/><br/>Her knife touches the runes and she is faced with a choice, end the spells or take control of them.  Of course, she does the foolhardy thing, she must control.  A tiny clink of rock being scratched and to her eyes, and her eyes alone, spiritual tentacles rise up from the water, forming a pit of slithering, sliming stalks.  She stands up and does what she needs to do to control them, stepping inside.<br/><br/>Immediately the tentacles surge around her, wrapping around her limps, sliding over her curves.  Though invisible to all others, she can see them running up her legs, feel the power beginning to merge with hers.  The tentacles begin to lift her up, raising her above the fountain even as they continue to surge around her, the mage invisible as the tentacles themselves.  The tentacles then push forward, sliding in along the back of her dress, from the sides and down the back, up underneath the tight bottom.  In no time, she is being stroked, rubbed, and teased from all directions, thick squeezing tentacles over her nipples, fat cock-headed lengths rubbing against her pussy and anus, one pressed between her breasts and lifting up from the top of her dress to press against her lips.  They surge and she gains visions.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Need fills Sydney's mind.  Need and lust.  Her eyes open and she sees through three places, her own eyes above the fountain floating invisibly as tentacles begin to ravage her, eyes deep in ooze looking at Nuria in the body of the black ooze, and sensation of location without eyes as the tentacles fucking Lorelei.  She opens her eyes and she has control of all of them.<br/><br/>The feel of Lorelei's body is incredible, surging cocks slamming into her pussy, between her tits, rubbing against her ass, spraying seed everywhere.<br/><br/>Immediately Sydney orgasms.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The tentacles move to connect, giving Sydney a deeper connection, full control.  As they do this, though, they take control for themselves.  Two thick cocks begin to press into her, thrusting hard as other tentacles hold her up in the air, legs splayed apart, thrusting hard enough that her tiny short skirt is pushed up, lifting up above her ass, revealing her fully if she weren't invisible at the time.