(https://pm1.narvii.com/6538/7a7dc03ecda24ed976051e7a607a95c49ec57827_hq.jpg)<br/><strong>Dr. Dandelor<br/>Senval, The Perfected Body<br/>Tag: Evita, Elsbeth</strong><br/><br/>The tentacle-doctor (that was the nickname you'd be going with) tipped his chin with the side of his pencil. "Interesting, considering it hasn't connected yet." He noted.. and Elsbeth would find out what that ment as the tentacles slithered lower from her breasts, exploring before prodding at and, feeling her wetness, quickly sliding a testing proboscis up against and slightly into her opening, quivering with a rubbery-slick excitement. ...<br/>Before pushing into her with a larger, more solid tentacle, that began rubbing up against, and then slowly thrust deeper into her, the rest of the tentacles quivering, straightening up her arm and stance.<br/>"But this helps us establish a placebo-baseline. Not my style either, but Hawken soldiers prefer big swords." He noted, whilest Elsbeth found herself.. distracted with the sword penetrating her.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the armor was still fitting itself.. yes that was the right way of looking at it, up and against Evita's sensitive body. Caressing the armor seemed to encourage it, as it slid snuggly into place. The more Evita allowed her arousal and lust to build, the easier the creature adapted to her and slid into her and what at first seemed like a bulky armor had a more tighter, almost muscle-suit like outline on her, with wet, slick tendrils prodding at, curling around, and then, after encouraging her to relax with gentle, but wet slobbery motions upon her sex, pushing into her, the same way Elsbeth was penetrated, if not deeper so, even if in a less revealing way.<br/>"Excellent deductive reasoning, actually. The armor-parts could be most loosely described in understandable terms as close relatives, but seperate parts indeed house individual symbiotes."<br/>The doctor informed, whilest the stirring and teasing within Evita also provoked a response from the slave-worm put into her, the creature uncertain if it was getting food or competition, and in reflexive response, responding by unleashing a tingly warmth into her that made her all the more easily guided by the lewd tentacles.<br/><br/>"Alright alright alright! Seems your bonding is going quite quickly..." The doctor noted, whilest several tentacles quivered over Elsbeths body and rythmically pumped into her dark, exposed skin, Evita found herself more throughoutly licked and violated, even if most of it was hidden under dark armor plating.<br/>"They.. interfere with a combattants concentration..." The doctor mused, whilest both women found their arousal encouraged to rise higher and higher to feed the creatures, without of course finding actual release.<br/><br/>"Alright, we have three tests to perform, first off, simple combat test, Would you mind swinging at her? Don't worry, trust in my work here." The doctor requested and, if she complied, Elsbeth would find herself raising her sword in a suprisingly efficent, dangerous attack. However, Evita felt a thrust of the tentacles pushing deep into her.. and urging her into motion, tiny, little wiggley tongues licking at her muscles and encouraging her to dodge the strike.<br/>"The armors are a little less robust than steel counterparts, but their enhancements to even untrained warriors more than make up for this." The doctor explained.<br/><br/>"How do you feel, does the equipment help your baseline combat-ability, what would you say?" He mused, with only a briefly not as professional glance to Elsbeths tentacle-decorated sword arm and body.<br/>Perhaps it was the curse, but it was.. easier for the two to keep their lustful bodies under control, however, that just encouraged the tentacles into teasing them more, keeping them in a blissfully dangling state near the limit of their arousal, tentacles writhing and pumping rythmically, mercilessly speading up when their combat-prowess was needed..