Re: New Day for a Succubus (ranger) GMed by sturm
Ama coated herself in her own sticky arousal and set to work tracing wet lines all over the newly mutated woman. Her ministrations did not wake the woman, however her body did subconsciously respond to her touches, a telling wetness showing on her slit as her nipples hardened into points. The woman still did not wake when Ama began talking to her and chanting. However, once the lines began to glow and her soul began to become truly corrupted, her eyes snapped open and emitted a bright red glow. Then, as Ama tore a hole in her soul, the woman let out a shriek and collapsed on the bed, panting heavily in her sleep. While she gave no response to Ama, on an instinctual level, Ama knew the girl was now bound to her in a way the aliens couldn't possibly understand. Still, there was the issue of the unexpected affect the process had on her as well, the painful feelings, memories long forgotten...she couldn't seem to make heads or tails of it here...
The woman nodded when Ama gave her report. "Your assistance has been most valuable, we will take it from here." With that, Ama was dismissed. Stepping outside, she found it was very late in the day, the sun was already going down. It took her awhile to get back to Claire's, her mind burned with questions about what had happened. There was an uncertainty about her which she could not remember feeling before. She got to Claire's and knocked on the door. Claire opened it with a concerned look on her face. "Mistress Amasael! What happened? You look absolutely dreadful!" She quickly ushered Ama inside and set her down on a couch and sitting next to her. Jane came in as well and looked at Ama expectantly, waiting for an explanation of what had happened.