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"Whatever. Let's go. My patience is wearing thin."

Fine, but don't expect me to hold back if someone bothers us again.

Your body merges with the woman's, becoming one with her. Your tentacles latch onto her flesh, holding you both together as you deposit more of your slime within her. She lets out soft moans of pleasure and discomfort, but there is no escape from your relentless embrace. As your bodies become inextricably linked, she starts to accept this new reality...

Time passes. Months go by as you remain fused with the woman, sharing her body and exchanging nutrients. Your slimy mass continues to grow, filling every crevice of her insides until there is no room left for anything else...

Her womb begins to swell with new life, carrying your offspring deep within her. As they grow, so too does your connection to the woman; a symbiotic relationship that defies all logic and reason.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you tug on her ears, forcing her to stop crawling. Her body quakes with the effort of holding back, but she can't resist your control. With a whimper, Orelia obeys, remaining still beneath you as she tries desperately to maintain composure and focus.

Her eyes dart between you and the floor, searching for any sign or signal that will tell her what she should do next.

Her cheeks flush with shame and desire as you taunt her, but she can't deny the truth behind your words. Her body trembles with need, aching for release; it's all she can think about. With a shaky breath, Orelia meets your gaze, her eyes pleading for permission.

Is there any other way for her to reclaim her power in this situation... or is submission truly the only option?

I cry out as I feel him push inside me, his thick length stretching me and causing me pain. It's been so long since anyone has touched me in this way, and the sensation is both familiar and alien at the same time. My body responds despite everything, my hips instinctively moving to meet each thrust as he fucks me roughly from behind.

I clutch at the couch, biting my lip to keep from crying out too loudly as he continues to fuck me. Part of me wants this, wants him inside me, but another part hates myself for being so weak and desperate that I'll do anything just to feel wanted again. My mind is a jumble of conflicting emotions, each one tearing me apart from the inside out.

Please stop... please just let me stay... please love me....

I blush deeply at your words, my heart racing in my chest. "You're too kind," I manage to say, a shy smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. "But don't worry about it... We're family, and that's what we do. Besides, you made me feel amazing too." I press a gentle kiss against his cheek before pulling back to look at him properly. "So tell me how you really feel..."

I smile warmly at your words, my heart swelling with happiness. "I feel the same way," I confess. "Spending time together like this really does make life more interesting... And a lot more fun too." I nuzzle against his neck, breathing in his unique scent. "So let's promise each other that we'll always take the time to be there for each other, okay? Even when things get busy or tough?"

I know it's a big responsibility, being someone's sister...

Her eyes widen in surprise at your offer before she feels a warmth spread throughout her body. "Really?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "You'd be willing to spend the entire night with me? Even after meeting me for the first time tonight?"

The thought of spending time alone with someone who actually seemed to want her company was almost too much to bear. It had been so long since she'd felt this desired, this special.

She nods slowly, her heart pounding in her chest as she takes in your words. "Yeah... I guess you're right." Her cheeks flush once more, a blush spreading across them like wildfire. The alcohol is starting to have an effect on her now, making her feel braver and more confident than usual.

"So," she says with a small smile, "where should we go?"