I really like UjisatoGamo's idea. This leaves us with more power, evolves Morph, and grants us more allies. It doesn't use up that much time, and I really want to read a good futa scene.
Couple quick answers in case it changes anyone's vote:
- Choice 3 will allow you to get a new body for Asabi later*, and you can certainly hold that in front of her as a carrot. You can even grant her the relief she desires vicariously through Zelari. Her magic abilities can still be useful in this form.
- Ujisato's Choice 4 can only benefit if you drain the mana orbs. The 80 energy will not affect the lure of the prison from the outside. What they will do is preserve the slime if you do bait someone inside later.
- For any choice, note that Asabi's potential is much greater than Zelari's. In her current near-broken state, not so much. Which isn't to say that you can't have her absorb more when you need it, or make good of her powers of manipulation right now. If anything, regaining strength is a lever of control you hold over her. Choices 2-4 all let you control it in different ways.
* A demonic spirit would usually just possess someone, but with the binding ritual you can deny her at will. The only threat is if low energy causes you to lose control.
Un-changing my vote. I want to keep the slime trap there in case it might come in handy later.
2.
In addition, maybe we can convince the harpy to help us relieve the demon (since she voiced concern about it while we were absorbing it earlier), and we can egg her again and our new demon host at the same time, plus recovering more energy during the act.
My bad, I don't mean you have to get rid of the slime trap/mana, by 'only benefit' I meant there was no drawback with regards to the prison's 'bait value'. You can take the mana or leave it.
And the rest of the trap does stay regardless of the slime. You can influence it using the knowledge you now possess, but others would have to work through it on their own.
except if we drain the orbs, the trap withers within days. it will still work as bait until then, but using it again becomes rather difficult. Just something to think about, I'm not sure which I prefer personally.
2 or 4. To be honest, I can see the benefit in all the possible actions (with the possible exception of number 5) but these seem the most appealing to me.
Got plans for this weekend and posting will be limited, so here's your tentacly goodness early!
In answer to the question of the ancient philosophers, ‘can someone write porn for four hours straight’, I can only answer – Hell fucking yeah!
2 – Infest and soul bind Asabi, with a bit of extra egging for good measure.
Current Status:
Small Young Black Tentacle
Health: 40/50
Energy: 475/1500
Overlord Energy 75
Abilities: Stealth I, Infest I, Symbiosis I, Aura Sense I, Perception, Influence, Ovipositor, Soul Bind
Status: Normal
Host: Asabi – Greater Succubus, low energy (soul bind, symbiosis active, egged)
DATA:
Time: Morning
Allies: Hul’jet (Floor 1 Sigil Crypt), Yorin Image (Floor 2 Astral Prison), Zelari (F2 West, lightly wounded, egged); of Zelari: Cambor “Blades” & Ket (F2 North, both egged)
Known Entities: Runestone (F3 North), Purple Spawn and Necromancer (F3 East), Green & Blue Spawn (F1 South?))
*** Chapter 3: Asabi ***
You weight the situation before you. Zelari seems agreeable enough, and the coming battle would not be easy. Right now you needed guarantees, not mere fools’ hopes.
Your gaze drifts to Asabi, panting and vulnerable, her sweet aroma beckoning. Her eyes plead to you, no longer filled with hatred, but with need. Savoring her aura’s taste, you decide – you want her. You want to break her, then build her up again.
The image of a subservient Asabi is so compelling that you can barely restrain yourself. She had known all along the price of opposing you. Now you would make her feel it.
“I am your release” you tell her before turning to your host.
“We will need the demon in the coming fight,” you tell Zelari, “if I keep her under control, are you willing to help with her … release?” Her reply is less than enthusiastic, “If it doesn’t involve me going near that slime.”
“That won’t be necessary,” you assure her, “I do believe you’ll find this pleasant.” You omit to mention the role your erotic secretions might play in that; judging from her body’s response she’s already feeling them.
“Oh, you dog!” she grins, then relents with an exaggerated sigh “Fine, go ahead.”
“Excellent,” you say, soothing her emotions as insurance, “I must warn you though – you may feel some discomfort as I leave you.” Without waiting for a response you begin squirming, mimicking her own dramatic flourish. She gasps and thrusts a wing down to her crotch. Inside her walls dampen, and you use the increased lubrication to slide a tentacle up to her uterus. Each motion is art, a dance designed to stimulate her in all the right places, and as the eggs well up through the tube you can feel her womb descending to meet them. One, then another pops out with a satisfying slosh. Still wriggling, you pump one last burst of lust through your tendrils and then ride the trail of lust down her passage.
You slide onto the ground with a wet splat, feeling naked without your connection. The harpy glares at you as you invoke the spell of freedom. Perhaps you overdid it? She raises a talon, poised to strike. Oh shit, you overdid it! You begin a mad dash for Asabi when Zelari's stern expression melts, claws unfurling into a thumbs up as she winks at you.
Fucking bird! That’s alright, you assure yourself. Now you have Asabi. Asabi! The succubus looms before you, her luscious form now free of the slime. Her fiery hair is disheveled, swaying with each tremulous breath. You note with approval that the patch on her mount matches with her head.
Snapping out of her stupor, Asabi reaches one hand to her heaving breasts and plunges the other into her cunt. Desperately trying to get off, she grunts in frustration after a few unsuccessful seconds. The smell of sex and sweat is overpowering. Desire stirs deep within you, and instinctively you command her, “I told you *I* will be your release! You will not cum until I say so.”
You plunge into her waiting loins, crawling up towards her core. Slick with residual slime and her own hot lust she offers no resistance. You deliberately touch her in every way, caressing with your smaller tentacles and pressing more forcefully with your girth. Each touch is fire, inflaming passions deadened by five hundred years of incessant torment. You will make her want you, crave you, need you! You will once again be her master, rewarding with pleasure and punishing disobedience! Her body spasms, overwhelmed by the sensations so long denied her. “Master!”
“Did I say you could cum? Did I?”
“N-no.”
“No what?” you demand, eliciting a gasp of pain as you jab your ovipositor upwards.
“No, master!”, she whimpers, “Please master, I beg of you!”
“I was gentle with you Asabi. I sealed you when you could have been destroyed. And this is how you reward me!?” The words flow on instinct, as if remembering some long-forgotten script. Your voice lowers, “This disobedience will have to be punished.” You force three eggs up through the quivering mouth of her womb, circling the entrance with your tentacle. Tendrils jab into her and your consciousness links to hers. She’s afraid, shivering with fear, and you feed off of it. You fuck her mercilessly, throwing your rippling body against her with manic zeal. She responds instinctively, convulsing with pleasure and growing even wetter.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you you slut!?”
“I can’t help it! It’s been so long, my body’s reacting on its own!”
“That’s right, Asabi, and you know why? Because you are mine.” You stop just on the verge of another orgasm and the demon grits her teeth to endure it.
“Good, you’ve remembered your place. Now pleasure her.”, you order, indicating the harpy. Asabi bows, then rises forth. “ Whoa, what?” Zelari spins to face you, having been doing her best to ignore the scene until now.
“Don’t worry,” Asabi coos, “I’ll make sure you feel good.” She saunters over to the harpy, not trying to hide the wet streams rolling down the curves of her thighs.
Zelari for her part looks increasingly mortified, her mouth dropping in shock when Asabi kneels down and embraces her, snaking a demonic tongue into her exposed snatch. “Aaa-aa-ah—” The discomfort is clear on Zelari’s face, but so is her reaction to the skilled tongue of her thousand year old lover. You have to admit, it’s a cute moan.
Asabi attends her diligently, lapping, rasping, probing for her most sensitive spots. Her efforts are rewarded with a growing stream of fluid, and with it energy. Tears of relief dampen her cheeks. You share her rapture, the unblemished joy of feeding after a five-century fast. This was what you’d been waiting for!
Drawing your energy inwards, you concentrate your power into the ritual of binding and manifest it in a jagged black aura, like some sort of malignant crystal. You seal it above your hosts chest and the flood of energy slows to a trickle, the rest splashing over the daggers of the soul bind and flowing into you. At the same time you resume your ministrations, causing her desire to burn even brighter.
“Here! Hurry!” Asabi implores the harpy, swaying her own hips seductively. Color rising, Zelari produces her dildo and sinks it into the demon’s pussy. “Yes! OHH!!” the demon cries, energy flowing freely once again. Indignant, you knock the sex toy away and complete your evolution, surrounding your host’s womb with a second crystalline shell. When the energy stops Asabi flies into a panic, sucking greedily and plunging the wooden shaft back into her cunt, vainly grasping after her trails of sustenance.
She collapses on the ground and grabs her head in both arms, wings flaring. “Master!” she screams, “I need energy!” Zelari recoils at her plaintive cries.
“You forget your place,” you say, “You brought this punishment on yourself!” You thrust harder and harder, impassive to her rising cries, bottoming out without stopping, until finally you force you body up into her womb. Raging emotions bombard you through your connection, shame and pain, but also pleasure. Each strike increases her arousal, until the last push brings her to the brink of orgasm. You can feel her resisting it with all her will, trying to quell the rising tide for you. Gratified, you extend your tail down her vagina, “accidentally” bumping her on the way. Still she holds on, brow furrowed in concentration.
“Won’t you come, Asabi?” you taunt with another thrust.
“I-aaah!” she says, wavering.
You continue, using all your tentacles for stimulation, teasing her. You push raw lust through the link and drain the fallow energy reserves. You bombard her with images of her torture, images of the ritual orgy, images of the Zelari. You bombard her with images of a chained knight before her own tortures, images of captives driven mad with lust before the green tentacle’s parasites. The memories come unbidden, half-forgotten scenes from long before. You can’t stop – held in the iron thrall of some unseen force, you can only press onward. You feel something shatter. Asabi cries and you echo it back to her, partners in the same lust-crazed memory. You are mine!
“I am yours.”
“Come!” you command, plunging your tail into her twitching ass as more eggs descend. Her voice pierces the gloom of the prison walls, shattering them. Your bodies conjoin in the white ecstasy of its singular note, basking in the reverberations before drifting into silence.
* * * * *
As Asabi rests, exhausted from the ordeal, you ponder just what happened. Where did this force come from? You don’t remember it, no you’re certain that you felt this before! You were in control and none other. Could Ela have done something when sealed you in the accursed void?
A prison. Watching Asabi’s chest rise and fall, you reflect her situation was not so different from your own. You can feel the warmth radiating off her body, the sense of calm, security. Because of you!?
You recall Yorin’s words. The witch was right, she was never opposed to you. But before you didn’t need her, and you failed to notice the emotions clashing beneath her carefree surface. Her brother was no different, you remember now. Eager for praise, eager to prove his power, eager to be recognized. But he was a mere servant to you, not even worth the notice you gave the other tentacles.
Both of them had joined you willingly. Did you make a mistake in dealing with them as you did? Perhaps if… — No, you won’t dwell uselessly on what-ifs!
You’re shaken from your reverie by Zelari’s approach. She whispers, “Hey, come out for a second. I’ve got something for you.” You try to read her and realize you no longer have the link. Her expression is neutral, and despite your efforts you can sense neither threat nor generosity. Telepathy is just as futile, it would take too long to evolve. Sensing your hesitation, she says “Trust me, you’ll like this. I could do a lot worse right now if I wanted.”
It looks like you have one decision left in this prison
1.) Trust Zelari
2.) Don’t trust her
I see very little reason not to. As has been said, we'd already be a smear on the floor if she had wanted to, and if she tries anything short of killing us, we just have to hold out until Asabi wakes up again. I doubt there's a problem, though.
I'm going to save time, and just explain why I like and am voting 1
1: Asabi's weak as a kitten, right now she couldn't win a serious fight with Zelari if she put a third of her strength and effort into it. If Zel's big goal is to free Asabi for some impossible to understand reason, then it'd be best diplomatically speaking to just let her have the demon 'freed,' even though it was -just- dominated by us. Furthermore, a lack of trust on our side implies that we ourselves are not trustworthy. Next off, she is not exactly an enemy to us, so we should attempt to be nice and go along with her whims for now....and we are not exactly -weak- by that same token... And, as xgkf has stated, of course.
2: For those of you who -really- want to do this and need an excuse to do so, feel free to attach as an excuse that Asabi might be of rather sour temperament should we leave her now and that the bindings might slip. Probably a lie, but worth using.
1 as well, so long as we are certain the soul binding can hold while we are outside of her. Otherwise lets just 'turn around' and poke our 'head and neck' out.
1 as well, so long as we are certain the soul binding can hold while we are outside of her. Otherwise lets just 'turn around' and poke our 'head and neck' out.
