Her belly has swollen.

"Here, put that back on," Sarah said as she threw the druid his robe. She pulled her own robe back over her head as well, choosing to remain naked underneath. "At least we can pretend to be normal in case anyone walks in." She also pulled the rug over the black stain that had formed beneath the druid's chair. "It was this room, follow me," Sarah said as she walked over to the room she had been in earlier this night.

When she opened the door, a slight musk invaded her nostrils. The smell was familiar to her now, as she had been covered in the stuff twice today. On the bed she spotted the priestess. She was in the same position Sarah left her, with her sheets pulled up and over her chest. The warlock had been careful not to leave a trace in case Fendoriaen decided to check on his patient. She had been unsuccesfull.

Immediatly noticable when the pair entered the room was the woman's distended belly. A large bulge rose in the sheets and from this distance it looked like the Elf was at least eight months along. Sarah stared in fascination as she walked over to the bed. Fendoriaen closed the door behind them as he joined Sarah at the side of the bed.

Slowly, Sarah pulled down the sheets, revealing the Elf's heavily pregnant body. "Impossible," the warlock exclaimed, "it can't have been more than a few hours and the girl looks like she is about to give birth." Fendoriaen moved closer to examine the woman. "It does look like she's pregnant, but I sense something off. Let me cast a divination spell."

Fendoriaen laid both his hands flat against the woman's belly and started pouring magic into them. A soft, red glow surrounded them as the spell took effect. Slowly the priestess' flesh turned translucent until the pair could clearly see inside her womb. Black strands of a sticky-looking substance coated the side of the sleeping beauty's uterus. It reminded Sarah of spiderwebs.

Within the tangle of webs, a single mass was visible. It looked like a mix of a seedpod and a cocoon. It was covered in the same black strands, but had a core of purple flesh which slowly and rythmically pulsed. "Interesting," Fendoriaen remarked, "it looks like whatever is developing inside is taking in nutrients through that dark web. That's probably why it grew so fast."

Sarah looked in fascination as the druid's magic showed her her offspring.'Offspring.' The word felt unfamiliar, but right at the same time. She put it there and the priestess was gestating it. Would it be the tentacled creature's offspring, since it placed the eggs inside her first? Or would it be hers too? Sarah laid her hand on the girl's belly as well, brushing Fendoriaen's as she did so.

She closed her eyes and focused on what she felt. Familiarity. And also potential. The pod inside the priestess could do a great many things. It could make the girl like her, give her a tool to breed and corrupt. It could also turn her into an obedient and lustful breeder. A broodmare for her to use and grow her forces. Sarah even sensed the pod could consume the woman, growing into something else entirely. She knew she would be able to decide. A small amount of her mana could nudge the gestating pod into the direction she wanted to.