The purple stone thickened at her entrance, pushing inside the cursed girl. It spread her insides wide as the hard stone parted her body to make it's passage. The purple stone now dripped down from the roof, small strands of stone that hardened, slowly pinning her against the floor. The Amethyst around her arms pressed Amora's hands against her breasts, encouraging to abuse the fleshy orbs.<br/><br/>The unliving phallus inside Amora pulled out slowly, then started making short, hard thrusts into her core, drinking her lust and need deeply.