She sleeps a dreamless sleep, but elsewhere...

Lirra had no more dreams that night. As the paladin slept, elsewhere in the temple someone was very much awake. Sarah had just extracted her third soul. The defenseless priestess'eyes had opened as Sarah sucked her essence out. A brief look of horrifying realisation flashed across her face, soon replaced by an empty stare as the girl's eyes started to glow with a dim red light.

The first priestess she had implanted by accident, leaving the woman asleep as she figured out what was going on with her own body and it's new addition. Much later she had extracted the girl's soul in a flash of brilliance, causing her to wake up and be cured of whatever magical ailment caused her to slumber in the first place.

Sarah wanted to experiment and find out what her egg had done to the Druid's body. Besides his enlarged penis and perpetual arousal, it seemed he was able to transfer Sarah's egg to another. Fendoriaen couldn't produce any of them on his own. That was a power only Sarah and those she turned into broodmares posessed. She let her pet-druid loose on the second of the sleeping priestesses.

Fendoriaen had eagerly mounted the woman, forsaking his oath as a healer to protect his patients and attempt to cure them. Instead he gave her a new condition. He had felt the egg make it's way up his cock and into the woman as he came. The healer in briefly wondered how the object made it's way from inside his bowels to inside his dick. After implanting the egg inside the girl and soiling her womb with a large amount of corrupting semen, Sarah stole the girls soul.

When she woke and thanked her new mistress many times for the gift now nesting in her womb, Sarah had asked the priestess how she wanted to be improved. Sarah knew instinctually that the girl had great potential to be a broodmare, like the priestess she first turned, or a drone, which is what she had come to think of Fendoriaen's improved form. There were other options. Sarah would have to experiment with those on the other priestesses.

Her second victim was eager to experience the joy of motherhood as she begged to be turned into a breeder as well. Sarah worked her magic, by putting her hand on the girl's belly and influcing the egg inside. She felt the mass shift as the priestess let out a moan, jerking upwards and then falling back into the bed again, her long green hair spread beneath.

A blissfull smile crossed her face as she told Sarah she could feel her eggs changing and being attacked by the mass of virile sperm Fendoriaen had left inside her. Surely she would be heavy with many offspring soon. Sarah returned to the main chamber with Fendoriaen. "It seems our condition imitates the natural world," Fendoriaen remarked. Sarah gave him a confused look.

"It's like a colony of ants or wasps," he continued. "All organisms in the colony live to serve a queen. She is the one that gives life to the others and is the centre of the hive. Workers and drones service her, keeping her fed and pregnant. Soldiers protect her." Sarah like the discription of this colony. And she absolutely loved the title of queen. "It makes sense," she said. "From now on I want you to adress me as queen. It is a fitting title for one so powerful as myself."

Fendoriaen smiled a mischievous smile. "I live to serve, my queen." The words send a shiver down Sarah's spine. It felt right. "I will go take care of patient number three. I want you to stay here and watch out for trouble," Sarah said as she moved towards the third room. As much fun as watching Fendoriaen fuck and inseminate that priestess had been, her own cock throbbed with need.

Sarah had decided to extract the girl's soul first, seeing how she would react without having any of Sarah's corruption inside. Sarah soon held a third soulgem in her hand, which she placed upon the table. Unlike the others, this girl had no look of delight or relief on her face. Just an empty stare. "Hello? Anyone in there?," Sarah asked as she waved her hand in front of the priestess's red glowing eyes. There was no response.

'Interesting,' Sarah thought. 'When I did this before, they all seemed eager to serve. And before I got my new addition, the target seemed to just pass away.' Sarah remembered the ogre her party had fought and how she extracted its soul moments before it died. 'She is an empty vessel' the second voice in her mind replied. 'I feel it. Your magic takes their essense away, keeping them in a suspended state. But if you pour some of your own essence in, she will easily fall to your control.'

Her cock throbbed as her internal companion explained what was going on. 'But why doesn't she die?,' Sarah asked. 'When you and me connected, more than our body changed. We are more in control of our magic. In due time I'm sure you would have developed the skill yourself. We just accelerated the process.' Sarah nodded, realising afterwards the gesture was foolish as there was nobody to see her nod.

"Well let's give you a purpose then," Sarah said to the soulless husk that was the priestess. "Get ready to receive my essence!" The slim warlock climbed onto the bed, threw the blanket to the side and aligned her member with the Priestess's cunt. She was afraid to go in dry, but noticed precum dripping from the tip of her girlcock. She rubbed it up and down the Night Elf's pussy lips until they were nice and slick.

Even though the priestess wasn't all there at the moment, her body reacted on instinct. Her nipples and clit grew erect and slowly but surely, her own moisture started adding to Sarah's precum. Satisfied that the girl was sufficiently lubricated, Sarah pushed. She let out a groan as she entered the Night Elf's tight love canal, bottoming out soon.

Sarah got into a rythm of pushing and pulling, enjoying the pleasurable sensations on her girlcock. Even though she only had her new appendage for a short while, she couln't imagine living without it anymore. The warlock let her eyes wander over the girl's body. This one looked a lot more fit than the other two. Perhaps she had been one of the later victims or she just worked out more.

Sarah decided then that this one would be her first soldier. She imagined what she would look like once her influence spread. Wild thoughts of tentacled creatures and satyr-like demonic women flashed before her eyes. Whatever she ended up looking like, Sarah was sure her latest convert would be as hot as the others. She felt her egg descend, ready to implant the women below her. With a deep moan, the corrupted warlock let her orgasm wash over her.