CW: questionable consent; non-human; forced orgasms; transformation; slime; mind control; age gap; possession; living clothes; schoolgirl; age gap; cheating; non-human; horsecock
The entrance they found was a crack in the earth, about a quarter-mile into the forest. It was a significant crater on the other side of the village, with openings into the Dark Realms her and Maya had spent a significant amount of time defending. The Martial Guard had had to board it up, and keep watch as much as possible when monsters looked out from within, trapped behind the metal bars that crossed the cracks.
Not too long ago, this was where they lost their friend. Where Maya and Kat, at least for a time, watched Sonja die. Only, they
hadn't
. That had been a lie they'd told themselves. Happily. It was nicer to think of her dead than... Than whatever might be waiting for them, down there.
'Ready?' Maya asked, threading her fingers between Kat's and squeezing.
'Ready,' Kat said, with a nod.
They went down, into the pit, into the dark.
* * *
Amber felt herself be lifted off the ground, as impossible green tendrils whipped around her - they grabbed her wrists, shoulders, throat, thighs, ankles, lifting her a good foot and a half off the floor of Maya and Kat's bunk room floor, as another tendril shoved itself into her mouth, gagging her.
'
MMPHH!
'
Before her, the source of the slimy tendrils stood like a monolith - which was unny, seeing as she knew Gabriel as a relatively unoffensive guy. Now, though, there was a darkness in his eyes as he moved his hands, and the tendrils spread across her skin, flattening and encasing her as they held her up.
'She's so cute,' Dayna said, stepping in from the side. She rounded Amber, going to the windows and turning the shutters, blocking out the light, so the room became dim and cosy.
Amber wanted to ask what was going on - why were they doing this? Why was Gabriel using the slime like this? How did he even
get
it?!
But she couldn't ask - she could barely move as the slime flexed across her, and she felt her clothes being eaten and burned away, until she was naked in the air. Her view was pushed upwards, as she was tilted onto her back, mid-air, as Dayna came up behind her. She was looking down at Amber as her head tilted back, so she was horizontal, and Dayna's hands rested either side of her face. Gently, she brushed some hair out of Amber's mouth.
'Is it always like this? Are they always so... helpless?'
'You were,' Gabriel said, though it didn't sound
exactly
like him. It was his voice, but not his words. 'You were so... soft. So quiet. I changed you, didn't I?'
Dayna nodded, her hands moving through the slime, touching Amber's neck, shoulders, pushing along her body.
'You
so
did,' Dayna said. Amber watched a grin grow across her face as her fingers found Amber's breasts. They were larger than her friends, and Dayna's hands sank into them with an indulgent grip; she squeezed, and Amber tried to push the glimmer of pleasure from her mind.
Unfortunately, just as she was trying to push
that
pleasure out of mind, she felt her thighs be pulled apart, and the warm
fizz
of the slime began to soak into her sex. Amber whimpered into the slime-gag in her mouth, and Dayna looked down at her. The look in her eye was something between pity and excitement.
'She's starting to feel it!' Dayna giggled, and Amber felt a hand on her left calf. Stroking fingers, out of sight - not slime,
fingers
. Gabriel, or whatever was using him, was touching her softly, in ways she'd only really felt from Maya before.
It was upsetting;y sensual.
'It's okay!' Dayna said, looking down at her, making direct eye contact as she fondled Amber's chest. 'It's okay - you can't stop it, Amber - just... just think about how
good
it feels. She doesn't want to hurt you, she wants you to feel
good
...' Amber must have worn the question in her eyes -
She?
- because Dayna smiles a little and strokes her cheek. 'It's Sonja - she's just wearing Gabriel, sweetie. The Witch of Sun is
back
, and she wants
you,
you lucky thing. She wants to be
inside
you.'
As she almost moaned those last few words, Amber writhed as much as her slimy constraints would allow as she felt her wet sex stretch around the intrusion as a a tendril worked it's way into her; that buzzing sensation that felt like a minty-cold tongue against her clit kept lapping, as the same sensation began on her nipples, and again in spots
deep
inside her.
'Hmm
mrrppphh
,' she whined, trying so desperately to fight how her body was reacting.
'Oh, look,' Dayna said, looking past Amber's body, to where Gabriel had been. 'She's
here
.'
Dayna's hands lifted Amber's head, letting her see her body, wrapped in slime and tentacle-like, shifting forms. By the door, stood back, there was Gabriel, his eyes glazed over and locked on her. Between her legs, however, there was someone else.
Someone made of green, translucent mass; feminine in features and with barely-discernible features that, as they solidified and coalesced, became a face.
A familiar one.
'I didn't know you well,' the green woman said. Amber looked down, as her body was serviced in ways she'd never felt before, in such a
holistic
way, no part of her untouched, unattended, or unloved. She was trying not to moan, to roll her hips, to arch her back. 'When I was... less than I am now,' she continued. 'When I was more like you. No - I was
never
like you... I was always more. I was a Witch. Now, I am a
God
.'
Amber whimpered as she felt a sliver of slime break the seal of her tight, virginal sphincter. It slid into her, exploratory and curious, as her pussy was filled and her clit was licked and her nipples were tweaked. A tongue made of slime began to explore her mouth, the gag all of a sudden feeling like a mouth, kissing her
deeply
without ever breaking the seal, or letting her go.
'But, for a while,' Sonja said, as she did what she always did with girls like Amber - fucked them into a stupor. 'I was
dead