Changes and answers

As Monaa sleeps the slug works its dark magic upon her body. Anyone looking into the room at that point would just see a Draenei girl tossing and turning on the bed. Probably having a bad dream as her body is covered in sweat. Monaa however was fully aware of what was happening to her body. She was floating in and out of consciousness, feeling everything the slug was doing inside her.

First she feels it attach to the side of her womb. It stings, but the feeling is quickly numbed. She feels it draining both her blood and mana for sustenance, careful not to take to much. The creature morphs into a mass of tiny tentacles. Two seek out her ovaries. When they reach her eggs, they eject a thick substance that starts to cover and change them. Monaa feels a strange sense of loss as her eggs are permanently changed into something different. Something darker.

Next she feels tendrils moving throughout her body. They travel along her nerves, making some of them capable of receiving greater amounts of pleasure than she has ever sensed before. She anticipates pain, but feels only a slight pressure as the nerves around her pussy and asshole turn black, heightening the already pleasurable feeling coursing through her. The tendrils seem to envelop her organs. Changing them and making them stronger, while also removing parts she will no longer be needing, to make space for other, newer organs.

When the tendrils reach her breasts, she feels a pleasant shiver going through her body. Her nipples darken, nerves turning black all around her breasts. Soon, drops of a dark sweet-smelling liquid escape from her pitch black nipples. Monaa subconsciously wipes her breasts and brings the liquid them to her lips, aiding further in her own corruption.

The tendrils do not cease their **** of her body and continue up her shoulder and neck, finally finding their true purpose. Monaa jolts awake as the tendrils reach her brain. She has a moment of pure clarity, no longer dreaming, but sitting up in her room. She panics and screams. "By the light of the Naaru! What have I done? What is happening?!" These are her last free thoughts as the creature starts changing her mind. It opens new pathways in her brain and starts removing parts that it deems useless.

Anyone looking in the room at this point would be horrified. The Draenei sitting up in bed, dark veins spreading across various parts of her body. Her eyes starting to dull and then turn inky black as black veins appear around her eyes. Her mouth frozen in a silent scream. They would be even more horrified to see that scream slowly change into a creeping smile.

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Monaa stares into an abyss. A thousand, thousand eyes look back, staring at her among a writhing mess of fleshy tentacles. "Welcome.", an unseen voice speaks. "I've never found someone so willing, so ready to be totally corrupted." Monaa's first instinct is to bow down to the presence, as she falls to her knees and closes her eyes. "I do not speak lies, delicious Monaa. You shall have every dark desire your heart craves. Including the minds and bodies of your companions. Especially that innocent paladin you seem so fond of . Corrupting her will be a challenge we shall both enjoy greatly."

"Who... What are you?", Monaa asks carefully. "I am a god. A very old one. Locked away long ago by younger beings. Beings that feared my power. And with your help, I shall finally gain enough power to once again enter this world. The vision I showed you. Entire countries kneeling at your feet, losing themselves in endless passion. It will come to pass. But I cannot yet act in the waking world. That is why I need you. Corrupt your friends, bring them into the fold. Expand your power, gain followers. And then breed me an army. You will know what to do. You shall find allies within this temple and outside of it."

All is silent for a moment as Monaa considers her next words carefully: "Yes, Master. I want to. I want to help you erase the false innocence of my companions. I want to own them, body and soul. Use them for pleasure. Be worshipped a a goddess. I want to erase this pitiful world with you and twist it. Change it. Make it better." Monaa says, one hand rubbing her cunt. Her tail twitching with anticipation. "Good! Corrupting you is the first in a set of dominoes to fall. Now go! Return to the waking world. Start with the warlock girl. She is most **** right now!" A wicked smile crosses Monaa's face. "Nothing would bring me greater pleasure, Master!"