*Realizations

The familar sensation of physical contact awakens you quietly, your tendrils being tormented and teased by grasping hands, but this time you are not filled with confusion and dismay as before. You instead slide your tendril further out, searching, as a voice coos in delight at you being awake and functional. "Ohh... Please. More. Father..." Nora groans out. Her voice was soft before, demure and sweet but now it oozes lust and purrs with barely concealed carnality. It echoes in her throat, giving it a sort of entrancing quality and as you open your eye you are met with the woman herself. Inhuman and beautiful all the same, Nora has tangled herself in a pile of your tendrils. Half of them are between her legs, the other half against her chest and she's squirming admist them.

Wait...Father? It makes sense, you guess. You did...create her in a sense? And she is part of you now, given what you've read so far.

While you're growing terribly fond of the affectionate girl you're not so fond of exhausting yourself back to sleep. Not when there are other things you can do today, and at very least things to explore. Nora is content using your unmoving body to satisfy herself and you begin drawing menus up in your mind, scanning through them. Vel and Nyssa are both still ****, but you note they have lost some influence. You'd wondered if it was a constant drain and it seems to be, but you note it hasn't drainded evenly. Nyssa's Influence is well under halt, while Vel has lost little at all...Was it because of Nora? Did Nyssa specifically lose more because she had to watch and participate in the turning of her sister?

You decide it's time to do some real testing and you mentally command Nyssa to wake. The buxom redhead slowly stirs, eyes blearily clearing as she begins to stand. "Ugh... Nora? Why am I on the floor...I had such a terrible- NO, YOU FUCK!" She begins, turning to face you mechanically as she stares in horror. Her little sister is now a monster, albeit a beautiful one, currently writhing atop you. She's already lost Influence, and it's dropping slowly but steadily. You stopped the worst of it by making her sleep, but it's clear now that her shock and horror are shaking your controls over her.

You lift a trio of tendrils to her and she goes stock still, eyeing them warily. Before your latest changes your tendrils had been thick as her thumb, but now each was thicker than her admittedly slender wrists...She bites her lip and you notice, to your amusement, that her influence drop has slowed. She's turned on by the thought of bigger tendrils it seems, but as useful to know as that is she's growing out of your control. Another handful of minutes and she'll break free, and while you suspect you can fight her now, she still wields your weakness and could defeat you if she gained the upper hand.

You move your tendrils towards her now, wrapping two around her legs which begin spiraling up around her shapely thighs, each one grasping at her hips when they reach the top. Her influence bar begins to waver back and forth, her eyes closing at the sensation of your smooth tendrils on her silken skin and bare inner thighs. Your ability is already taking hold, but you need to snuff out this troublesome hostility towards the condition of her sister she has.

You focus on Nora now and she looks to you immediately, her attention rapt as she slides her tongue free, an impressive one foot long organ that has ridges on it and is black purple in color. It's now winding around the tip of one tendril, slowly drawing it into her mouth as she dutifully looks on. No Nora, not right now...She seems to grasp your unspoken thought however, passively reacting to what you want as you begin to probe her thoughts on her sister.

"Sister? Father, I have no siblings..." Nora considers aloud, staring at you and then Nyssa, who's eyes are wide open and swelling with fury at what you've done. Your influence is waning even as you prepare to **** Nyssa. "Oh. You mean Nyssa, from before..." Nora speaks, sliding over towards her sister as she untangles herself from the mass of tendrils she's covered herself in. "I love Nyssa very much. She protected me, taught me magic...She even taught me how to kiss, and pleasure myself, so one day I could serve you. "

Oh. Nyssa REALLY loved her sister. That explains the sheer level of hate Nyssa feels. This wasn't just about her cute, freckled sister, but her cute freckled lover too...Nyssa is glaring daggers at you, her hands shaking and you know you need to do something now.

You give Nora a mental nudge as you hoist Nyssa into the air, her chest rumbling and moving slightly with her as her legs are **** open. She can't respond or move independent of your will but she wants to and you know it. Especially as Nora, her sister, crawls over to the edge of the bed Nyssa is dangling next to and Nora leans in close to kiss Nyssa's mound, then begin trailing up.

As you restrain her sister Nora molests her sister expertly. Her four hands come round the spellcaster, two hands cupping Nyssa's shapely ass and the other two scattering over her. Trailing up her sides to her arms to caress them, fingers moving to tangle into her hair then sliding down her neck to her massive chest which Nora teases. Black fingers slide over pale skin and claws hard as bone stroke directly over Nyssa's nipples sending her into an arched fit of pleasure. Nyssa's influence is no longer waning.

"Nyssa...Sissa. " Nora breathes into Nyssa's neck, the smaler girl now easily clinging herself to the older woman. One knee slides between Nyssa's legs, the slender kneecap digging into her outer folds as Nora groans approvingly at the feel of the other woman. "It's so good. I feel so good. I can hear how beautiful he finds me... How much he loves me. My father loves me so much, and he loves you too..." She practically whimpers at the older woman, sending Nyssa into an angry scowl.

"That...thing! Isn't your father or anything. He hurt you Nora... Please. Help me down. We can... we can fix this, or I'll just take care of you like this." Nyssa snaps, easing to a more concerned tone as Nora simply smiles peacefully into her sister's eyes, Nyssa looking hopeful as she relaxes...Then Nora leans in close. Her lips slide over Nyssa's own and she tilts her head into it, kissing her sister. Nyssa starts as tense and begins to melt, but her eyes go wide and then glaze as something happens...you realize you can see Nora's tongue moving wildly in her sister's throat, making her deepthroat her tongue.

"Now father... Show her. Show her everything. Nora whines, voice keening as she breaks the kiss. Nyssa is **** and slack jawed, but swiftly returning to her senses. You have a choice in front of you... Another loyal fiendkin servant would be useful, but Nora would never pass as human or safe. Nyssa could still be useful even influenced, but her hate over her sister will make it a constant issue to maintain her.