<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/dea365467d5124c6cbec34019d1d794f_zpse6fcef04.jpeg)</div><br/>Sydney Malorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247429.msg12254506#msg12254506)<br/><br/><em>Sydney felt her vision... dissolve.  She was there, her ooze-laden hands were gripped tight around the tentacle-mouthed creature and she could see its lidless eyes seeming to dilute as consciousness left it and then... she was laying in a shallow pool of water on one end of the chamber.  She frowned, slightly.  She remembered that water being clear... pristine even... and now it seemed choked with spunky white goo.<br/><br/>She groaned as she slowly sat up, cum dripping from her breasts and face and, likely other places.  She winced slightly as she felt her hips complain at the movement and let out a slight blush as she remembered they had spent the last several minutes being forced into doing an aerial splits.  She reached slowly down and gingerly felt between her legs... gods but she was sore... and took in a deep breath.<br/><br/>Abruptly, she found herself yanked all the way up to her feet as the violet-haired demoness smashed her into a hug, the wizardess head ending somewhere between the woman's massive tits and bringing her already present blush into a deeper, nearly fiery hue.  The woman gurgled a reply, but the only actually managed to mumble unintellegently into Phelypsis' delicious curves.  Abruptly, the easily-distracted demon put the wizardess' back down and Sydney saw that the girl was all but caked in the salty chum from the forcible hug!  She glanced down, slightly, and then moved quickly back to the flowing water and knelt down, doing her best to clean herself as best she can and- uugh!  It was in her hair!<br/><br/>Shaking her head a bit, she looked to Nuria (Phelypsis having already left the room and offered a slightly self-conscious smile.</em>"I... I think I liked this better when I just turned invisible and you did all the work... I'm not sure my body is cut out for this..."<br/><br/><em>She shook her head a bit, taking in a deep breath.</em>"Gah... you know that feeling when everything you know is built around being desirable and fuckable but... you're just so EXHAUSTED that you think you'd pass out from even LOOKING at a penis?-  I... I don't guess you would, actually..."<br/><br/><em>She sighed, slightly, then slowly felt herself down, her eyes slitting slightly as her fingers traced across her (not-so) secret bits and curves.  Her skirt, thankfully, had merely been yanked upwards and was still fairly able to maintain her dignity... her panties had been shredded into at least four pieces though, so hopefully anything left down here was the type that would hunt by sight rather than by smell.  Her top though... her top was completely mangled.  While her collar was still intact, the fabric of her backless dress had been entirely shredded, leaving a flimsy blue expanse of fabric that almost covered the tops of her breasts but left her stomach and nipples fully exposed.<br/><br/>Mentally, she kicked herself... she had spent SO MUCH on that dress under the sole assumption that it would be fetching and make people think of her in a collar... she had magically cleaned it every day... she... she didn't have any spare clothes!<br/><br/>Grumbling slightly, the wizardess demurely draped a hand across her breasts and followed the demoness down towards the sounds of the moaning below.  When she arrived, she stopped, her eyes widening.  Her stomach churned slightly at the idea of any more sex but, at the same time, the power within her... the power that NEEDED the man's lust, needed the man's lacivious gaze quaked within her...  She licked her lips, crossing both arms across her breasts but spreading the fingers lightly, making the motion both a censoring gesture and a playful grope, light red eyes taking in the man's visage.</em><br/><br/>"Mrmmm... I don't know Phelly... he certainly seems harmless enough..."<em>The wizardess muses, walking towards him but stopping just out of where she estimates he'd be able to reach her..  She then turns her back to him, looking at Phel with a glimmer of her typical sarcastic smile, letting the man see slightly up the back of her skirt.</em>"I think we should find out who he is... what he knows... I'm certainly not a fan of leaving him here to suffer but... well, it never hurts to be careful..."