<7> Gianna’s eyes rolled back into her head as time became meaningless to her. She willingly accepted the tentacles that ravished all three of her entrances. The intensity of the pleasure they brought her was beyond comparison, and even her first climax was almost impossible to separate from the ecstasy that coursed through her. Her body gripped all three tentacles fiercely, but it didn’t deter them from their thrusting even for a moment. Her entire body went into convulsions, and she couldn’t even moan to show it without sending humming vibrations up through the tentacle wildly fucking her throat. That added pressure sent a chain reaction through the tentacle trio. Simultaneously, the rounded tips of all three erupted, and Gianna was suddenly spilling massive amounts of, essentially, void cum from all three orifices. The excess that spilled from within her floated off in all directions, though much of the dark, musky, viscous fluid clung to her for dear life. A thrumming, groan-like sound echoed from all around, and the trio of tentacles retreated, leaving Gianna sputtering and coughing while continuously quivering in otherworldly bliss. [i]”You are… satisfied…?”[/i] Still bound by the tentacles around her wrists and ankles, Gianna gasped in a struggle to breathe. “That’s… that’s all you got?” A roar of frustration nearly deafened Gianna. From the portals around her, another round of void tentacles sprung forth. There was no gentleness or foreplay this time, two of them diving straight into her pussy and ass, a third plugging her mouth and throat, while two more forcibly shoved themselves into the blood elf’s hands. Gianna reflexively grabbed onto them and started to stroke, despite the new trio of tentacles beginning a vicious, relentless ravaging of her chubby body. Two more tentacles went low and started rubbing against her feet, another two slid between her armpits in swift, thrusting motions, and three more tentacles worked in tandem to push her thighs closer together before squeezing back and forth between them. Two other tentacles made for her belly, one of them slipping beneath the portion that overshadowed her nethers, and the other wriggling itself against her bellybutton as much as it dared. One final tentacle swung around her in an effort to find someplace that was untouched, and it promptly found a happy home sliding up and down between the cheeks of her plump ass, bumping repeatedly into the tentacle wildly fucking her tight asshole. This was perhaps the least amount of effort Gianna had to put into a sexual encounter, but this Ghreshkanei seemed driven to prove himself enough that he was satisfied with taking her for his devious pleasures. There wasn’t a part of her that wasn’t in use, and the blood elf felt herself succumb to a chained series of smaller, but no less mind-numbing orgasms the longer the tentacles worked their dark magic. Deep within her pleasure-addled mind, she felt the creep of the void’s strange magic… but she was far too enthralled with her ravishing to combat it, or even care. [i]“Ghhhngn… ggRAAAAAHGHGH!”[/i] Gianna’s eyes shot open at the sound, and half a second later, all she saw was a veritable explosion of void cum. Every single tentacle enrapturing her body erupted, covering her in a geyser of that inky black goodness that she found incredibly enticing. Its taste: Nebulous, hollow, yet intoxicating. Its scent: Metallic, perhaps with a hint of lavender? Even with a face-full of it, it was difficult to decipher. The only thing Gianna knew for sure was that she [i]loved[/i] it. The tentacles receded slowly, weakly, utterly spent of their nectar. Even the tentacles holding her in place withdrew, leaving her hanging weightlessly amid a cloud of void spooge. Gianna swallowed several mouthfuls of it eagerly until the bulk of it had floated away, yet still she remained covered from head to toe in the stuff. She was able to wipe enough away in order for her glowing blue eyes to see, peering over at the still-unconscious Landon floating closer to her. “Well then… when’s round three?” Gianna gasped cheekily. [i]“Gruh… you have succeeded where so many others failed… I concede… [b]this[/b]time… take your human and go… Ghreshkanei… requires rest….”[/i] ”Tch,” she spat, then fell into a swimming form in an effort to float toward the human. No sooner had she tucked him under one arm than another boom echoed forth. [i]“INTRUDER… leave… Ghreshkanei… be…!”[/i] Gianna spun back toward where she’d come from, and from seemingly nowhere at all, a slender, pink-skinned arm had appeared and was floundering to reach into the nothingness. Three more tentacles shot forth from appearing void portals and started to touch and wrap around the disembodied hand. ”Ghreshkanei, no! Stop! That’s my ride home!” The tentacles slowed, then receded. [i]”Will you… return…?[/i] ”… I’ll think about it,” she confessed. [i]“Mmmnh… go.”[/i] Gianna didn’t hesitate. She ‘swam’ toward the hand as fast as she could with Landon under her arm, then grabbed hold with all her might. * * * * * ”PULL!” Summer cried when she felt the hand catch hers. The four of them cried out and pulled with all their might. As if a rubber band had snapped, the tension was released, and the entire group went flying backwards as Summer yanked Gianna and Landon back into the room. All six fell into a heap and watched as the portal trembled, sputtered, then died completely, eliminating the pull toward the room’s center and causing everything to go quiet. ”Gianna!” Vivine and Athilis cried, piling atop her to hug the naked elf fiercely. The mage proved a bit too dazed to immediately respond. Vivine drew back with a look of mild disgust, realizing quickly that her daughter was covered in black goo. Athilis, however, lost any color in his face. “Gianna…” Testing his theory, the monk wiped a portion of the goop off of Gianna’s arm… and indeed, her skin was now a pale, bluish white. A few more wipes revealed her hair to now be jet black instead of red, and its tips glowed with a mysterious purple color. Her boar tails had been pulled out, but the remaining tips of her hair very strongly resembled void-like tentacles as well. She could no longer properly call herself Sin’dorei. “Are… you alright?” ”I feel… wonderfully violated,” she sputtered, her voice tinged with a faint, otherworldly echo. “The things beyond that portal….” ”Save it for later,” Rainier interjected, once more clinging to Summer. “That other elf could be bringing reinforcements at any minute. We need to leave and reconvene somewhere safer.” ”You’re gonna have one crowded apartment, old man,” Athilis remarked. But Rainier shook his head. “I have someplace else in mind.”