A doomed homestead.

"Finish securing things around here and await our return." You instruct Nisa before mounting your horse once more. The girl answers with only a nod of obedience as she gathers up some of her old belongings.

A bit of hard riding leads you to where the beast waits in the treeline at the edge of a small farm with a short wooden fence stretching across its perimeter. You quietly dismount and tether your horse securely.

"Five." The word enters your thoughts from the beast's mind as you take in your surroundings. Rows of grape vines extend over a few hundred yards of farmland separating you from a small house. It's windows radiating light and display signs of motion inside. Two men can be seen moving about a small barn that rests behind the home as a woman with long blond hair draws water from a well nearby. The beast slithers forth from the old woods, you following closely, through the fence and onto the property. Amongst the rows of grape vines, the two of you quietly move like shadows in the night making your way to the barn. The two men securing the tools from their day's labor unaware of the danger lurking nearby. You watch as they busy themselves with their work, the beast at your side, waiting for the perfect moment to make your move. One is a well built younger man with short black hair while the other's face and long graying beard show his much older age, possibly the father of the other.

It's not long before your opportunity arrives; the older man is inside the barn feeding a tired looking mule while the younger stacks unused pieces of trellis outside. The beast's bulb begins to throb and glow with a familiar color as the small spoors of violet-white float out of its body. In the following moments, the younger man stops frozen in his task. His eyes taking on the solid white appearance of someone being controlled by the beast. From your hiding spot amongst the vines, you watch as he casually enters the barn.

"All finished outside?" The older man asks with a weazened voice, his attention still on the mule. Without hesitation, the younger man retrieves a pitchfork propped against a wall before approaching the other from behind. In a quick deliberate motion, he pierces the aged farmer in the back of the leg with his weaponized tool and the old man cries out in pain. "Roland?" He breathlessly whimpers as he collapses to the ground. Another quick swing from Roland, this time with the wooden handle of the tool, renders the old man ****.

A scream can be heard from the woman at the well. You turn to see the horror on her face as she is paralyzed with shock. The beast of Zporaflor moves like the wind in her direction, slithering the still throbbing bulb along the dirt. It's tentacles reach out for her, tumbling her to the ground: two trapping her legs around the calves; one binding her arms to her side; while the last moves to her mouth, forcing it's way inside to silence the woman.

Roland, with the bloody pitchfork in hand, exits the barn, treading his way towards the house. Stopping, only for a moment, near the beast and it's prey to regard them with his cold white eyes. The back door of the house swings open and it's final two residents come rushing out to investigate the commotion. Another young man, slightly older than Roland, with long black hair and a thin frame followed by a redheaded woman around the same age. They both stop dead in their tracks at the sight before them as Roland continues his march. "What is that?" The woman practically screams.

"Roland? Where is father? What? What's happened to your eyes?" The man asks his brother, noticing his now white eyes. Roland doesn't answer. He only tackles the man, pinning him in the dirt with his pitchfork. The woman turns to run and you clasp your hands in front of your chest. Abyssal words whisper from your lips and you slowly stretch your fingers. Your right-hand traces a rune in the air as your left spreads out away from your body. The woman instantly falls back, landing on her rear, as if she had just run into a wall that can not be seen.

The beast continues wrestling with the blond woman wrapped in its clutches, it's bulbous body sitting on her chest nestled between her large breasts. Her eyes wide with terror, the fat tentacle wriggles it's way further into her mouth. "Hhhmmm..." She tries to cry out. You watch as the beast begins to pump in and out, causing her throat to bulge from the intrusion and her arms fight desperately to free themselves. Violet fluid begins to leak from her mouth and fill her belly causing the woman to gently lose the will to fight. "Mmm..." The blond woman's cries of panic turning to those of pleasure. Tentacles pull on her legs, spreading them wide, as one extends to explore up between her thighs. Soon it finds its target and penetrates a second hole, filling the helpless woman at two ends. "Mmm... Mmm... Mmmm!" The blissful moans trumpeting the approach of an orgasm. Her body trembles and her back arches off the ground as the beast releases her arms. One hand drifts up to gently stroke the tentacle still pumping into her mouth while the other lifts her dress. Now exposed to the cool night air, her slit is stretched around a thick tentacle that writhes within her pussy and you watch her fingers find their way to fumble at a glistening clit. Your own cock rages with desire as it's stiffness fights against your robes. Violet fluid begins to seep from the woman's slit as more leaks out her mouth. "Mmm! Mmm! Mm!" You can hear her moan as violent tremors rock her body with ecstasy. The beast drinks in her passion and lust feeding its dark powers. Its throbbing bulb begins to glow once again as more of the tiny white spoors float out into the air.

The eyes of Roland's brother go white as he ceases his struggle to free himself. The redheaded woman trapped within your invisible prison watches with horror as the two entranced brothers walk towards her. With another wave of your hand, the spell dissipates and the two men quickly seize her. Dragging her to the barn despite her pleas, they bind her with rope and load her onto the back of the mule along with their **** father. They then saddle two horses themselves to join you and the beast with the mule in tow.

The best of Zporaflor crawls to your side, it's hunger sated for the night. You turn to find the blond woman sitting on her knees where the beast left her. She does not appear to be entranced as her eyes remain their natural green but examines you with caution instead of fear. "Come with us willingly or be killed here and now." You coldly inform her. She shakes her head in agreement instead of answering with words.