Make some preparations before going back up.

"I don't know what excactly will happen when we go back up, but it would be smart if we both carried the masters gifts," Monaa said after she released Melinae from the kiss. "It would make for a faster conversion if we both put slugs into someone. Or we could corrupt two at the same time. My child has already begun changing your eggs, do you feel it?"

Melinae concentrated. Now that the orgasm had subsided she indeed felt that the slug she had absorbed was not finished with its unholy work yet. It was still reshaping her body's organs, including her ovaries, to fit the Master's purpose better. Strangely, she felt happy. Even though her body was changing into something dark and strange, all she could feel was a constant pleasure as she realized the last bits of pureness in her body were being corrupted.

"When you feel the time is right, just focus," Monaa said. "If you incubate one of your unfertilized eggs, it will turn into one of those slugs. I don't know what happens if you let it get fertilized though. Haven't tried it out yet. Will it look like us? Or more like Master? I intend to find out soon." Images of both possibilities shot through Melinae's mind. She would love to have a daughter to raise, teach and corrupt. But a slithering mass of tentacles emerging from her orgasming cunt, for that what was in Melinae's mind's eye as she imagined the Master, would be incredibly hot too.

"First things first," Monaa said as she walked over to the three Night Elves being violated by the bugs. "A reward for my loyal subjects." She spoke some words in the gutteral language of her master as she started channeling a spell. She touched each of the three large Insects. Their carapaces started to change into deep shades of purple and balck as the Silithid eagerly accepted their new enhancements. As the transformations completed, the bugs let out load roars in that strange language of theirs.

Both the spider creatures and the large beetle started sending eggs down their appendages, filling the Night Elves waiting wombs. Their bellies expanded visibly as the women joined their lovers in orgasm. "Fertility spell," Monaa said proudly as she turned around to face Melinae. "Well an enhanced version of it. It combines well with the new nature of these breeding sluts. These eggs will mature quickly and within days we will have an army of enhanced Silithid to overwhelm the temple with."

"Now let's get out of this pit," Monaa said as she used her clawed fingers and enhanced strength to effortlessly scale the wall of the fleshy pit. Melinae, looking at her own corrupted digits, copied her mistress' movements and climbed out after her. When she reached the top, she saw Monaa was already cleaning herself with magic, before putting on her robe. Melinae noticed the three holes in the fabric from when she had stabbed the Draenei.

"Mistress... I'm so sorry," She said, feeling an overwhelming sense of shame. "I was foolish. I didn't know. I could have killed you." Monaa smiled. "All is forgiven now that we are one. Besides it's really hard to kill me these days, with all these strange new organs I seem to possess. You can make it up to me later. Show me how sorry you really are." Monaa smiled deviously at that last suggestion.

"But Mistress." Melinae added. "We can't return like this. You have holes in your robe and my armour..." She looked down into the pit, where her broken leather armour had sunk into the pool of amber slime. "Don't worry. Master granted me incredible amounts of knowledge. And my mana reserves seem to have grown as well." Monaa started to speak as she channeled a spell at Melinae.

Black tendrils shot from the floor as they enveloped the hunter's lean body. They wrapped around her tightly, making sure to brush against her clit many times as they slithered up. They reached her breasts, squeezing them tightly, before continuing up to her neck and shoulders. And when she had been almost entirely covered they solidified, turning into a flexible leathery material. The hunter now wore a body suit of interlaced tentacles. It shone wetly in the yellow light of the cavern.

"How do you like your new armour, Melinae?," Monaa asked suggestively. "I tailored it to suit to your unique tastes." As she said this, Melinae felt a piece of the armour enter her still-soaking pussy and another stimulate her sensitive clit. Meanwhile both her blackened nipples were caressed by the armor, while it simultainiously squeezed her tits. She moaned in responce. "I love it!"

Monaa smiled. "I will cast a simple glamour spell on us both, making our clothes appear as they always have," Monaa said as she once again starred chanting. The holes in Monaa's robe dissapeared, while Melinae's new tentacle armour started to morph into her old leather set. The veins around their eyes dissapeared as they regained their original colours. Messy hair got magically fixed and their fingers and hands returned to normal.

"It's going to be hot, knowing you're using that armour to get off while we talk to our friends while they have no idea what's going on. Try not to squirm too much though. You might blow our cover and I prefer to convert our friends more covertly. At least, at first." Monaa winked as Melinae shuddered at the thought. "Well It's about time to head out." She glanced at the tunnels leading away from the center of the room. A dark rocky one, going back up the way they came, and a amber-lit fleshy one, going down deeper into the recently dug hive.