<6> Gianna spun herself around in the weightless landscape, but couldn’t pinpoint the masculine voice’s origin. “Who… who’s there!?” [i]“Who indeed….”[/i] The mage continued to spin, grimacing at the vague answer. “What is this place?” she figured she’d try again. [i]“It is nothing….”[/i] “Like, the void?” [i]“So your people call it….”[/i] “Well, uh, I’m not supposed to be here, so… you didn’t, like, see a guy float in here a bit ago, did you?” A deep, booming cackle rang out. [i]“I may have… you are misguided… I’ve been waiting for you….”[/i] Gianna frowned. “I’ve never been anywhere near the void in my life, sooooooo I dunno how you could be waiting for me.” [i]“Mmmh… a game to play, is it?”[/i] “G-game?” Gianna replied nervously. “What does that have anything to do-” [i]”Indeed… perhaps I can be persuaded to release the human…”[/i] “Human?” Gianna hadn’t witnessed Landon getting sucked into the portal, but she let out a gasp when a void orb coalesced several yards away from her, then faded to reveal the unconscious, naked human male. “Um… is he, like, important?” [i]”He intruded upon my sanctum without my beckoning… he is my pet now, but a poor one…”[/i] The mage had no reason to want to rescue Landon, knowing nothing about him, but some voice deep in the back of her mind told her she couldn’t just let him fade into the void. It also sounded like the voice just might release her, too, if she played along. “Alright… yes, release him to me so I can return him to Azeroth… please?” Another menacing cackle. [i]”You ask a great deal… you must prove yourself worthy of such a boon from the almighty Ghreshkanei…”[/i] Gianna hesitated as she struggled to weigh the pros and cons of her situation. She was certain that whatever being this Ghreshkanei was, it could probably tear her apart with but a thought if it wanted… but it hadn’t. “Very well,” she finally answered. “Tell me what I must do.” A far more excited cackle rang out. [i]”No need….”[/i] Out of seemingly everywhere and nowhere, dozens of inky black void portals opened around the blood elf. She had no chance to react as one by one, a series of tentacles, many of which were about as thick as her arm, sprung toward her. The mage screamed and threw up her arms, only for two tentacles to catch her by the wrists and pull beyond her control. Two more caught her flailing legs just as quickly, though those tentacles started spiraling up her legs and beneath her mage’s robe. Another four tentacles launched themselves at her, catching her robe instead and shredding it forcefully until the chubby elf was stark naked amid the emptiness and tentacles. “Wait! Wha-” she tried to protest, until yet another tentacle appeared, this one more bulbous than the others, which started touching around her neck before sliding far more intricately down her chest and belly. Gianna had screwed her eyes shut at first, but dared to open them when this new tentacle started its mysterious work. Wherever the tentacle touched, it left a strange trail of thin, velvety purple slime behind it, though the sensation of it upon her skin was pleasantly cool. In fact, [i]all[/i] the tentacles gripping her limbs were coating her with the odd slime, and while the suction cups held to her skin, their grip was not painful and frequently readjusted. Any writhing Gianna did, didn’t cause them to tighten, but rather prompted them to shift and slide further up her limbs. Then, when that bulbous tentacle found its way between her legs, Gianna felt a shiver of excitement rocket up her spine. “Um… are you sure-” she started, but cut herself off with a sharp gasp as the appendage pushed its way straight between her folds. Unlike the feeling of her brother’s cock, the tentacle was perfectly smooth, cool, and just a little slimy, but she instantly felt fuller than anything she could’ve fathomed. [i]“Hnnnnnnnnnngh…”[/i] Gianna shrieked when she felt a sudden flood of… [i]something[/i] fill her womanhood, and the tentacle withdrew to release an outpour of inky black, viscous liquid. Gianna’s chest heaved, more out of shock than anything, and while she didn’t have anything to look at, she tried her best to stare out at the void. “Did… did you just [i]fuck[/i] me?” [i]”Your species… calls it so…”[/i] the voice rang out, almost sounding as if it were panting. The blood elf scoffed. “No no [i]no[/i]! If that’s all you have in the tank, [i]I’m[/i] not the one who has to prove themself of [i]anything[/i]! My [i]brother[/i] could fuck me harder than that! And you call yourself, uh… Greshko?!” In response, the bulbous tentacle retreated… and three more took its place. [i]”Ghreshkanei!... Very… well…!”[/i] All three tentacles dived for Gianna. Helpless to resist, the blood elf gave in and relaxed her body as one plunged right between her legs, and another crashed into her lips hard enough to push her mouth open wide. At least the third tentacle had the decency of slathering her tight, pink pucker with goo before invading her third entrance. Gianna went wide-eyed, feeling all three orifices suddenly be filled by cool, slick, writhing tentacles… and they promptly rolled into the back of her head as waves of intense pleasure followed them. The tentacle between her legs pushed its way as deep as it dared before she began to tense up, then started to slide back out, only to thrust up into her yet again. This void creature must’ve known [i]something[/i] about mortal mating rituals, for its thrusting heavily mimicked an elf’s rhythm to great effect. The tentacle that probed her mouth did the same by gradually sliding its way into her throat. Gianna hummed as it made it down just a few inches before her muscles tensed, but the tentacle didn’t press her gag reflex, and instead started sliding back out, then in again, soon matching the rhythm of the tentacle between her legs. The third tentacle behind her appeared to struggle to push its way further into her ass, and it took Gianna several long moments of difficult concentration in order to relax herself, allowing it further entry. The tentacle grew thicker the further it entered her, requiring slow, steady pushes, until it, too, was as deep inside her as it dared to go. It quickly joined the other three, and Gianna barely took notice when she realized it had slicked her pucker so much that it was able to match their thrusts. All she felt was mind-numbing pleasure far beyond anything she thought possible of mortal men.