Her world goes dark.

As her blood touches the book, the power she felt eminating from the book returns once more, this time stronger in ****, with a higher density, like a thick smog it falls to the ground, snaking towards her legs.

The smog touched her legs, Clare tensed her body, her mind and instincts working on overdrive, screaming "danger" to her, but still, as the smog continued upwards her legs, her mind quieted down, and she felt herself growing aroused at the touch of the smog. Intrigued at the smog, she felt almost hypnotized by it, and growing evermore aroused at the soft silk like feel of the smog.

The smog, now growing stronger in density, had reached her upper thighs, when she noticed that the clothes underneath the smog had been eaten away, leaving bare skin beneath. immediately she began panicking, when the voice she heard earlier began speaking in her mind again "you enjoy the feel of the smog on your skin, it makes your aroused, excited, it makes you feel powerful...", as the voice in her head repeated itself, she relaxed her body more and more as the smog snaked up her body higher and higher, now reaching just above her hips.

Clare let out a low and building moan, her hands seemingly moving on their own towards her breasts. she began rubbing her breasts, feeling her nipples stiffen at the touch of the smog and her own hands on her breasts, she began playing with her nipples instead. her pussy began moistening, growing wetter and wetter, now practically overflowing from her arousal, her juices began rolling down her inner thighs, mixing with the smog.

Moaning loudly, her mind now addled and completely lost to her lust, she screamed in joy as tendrils of the smog shot up in her pussy, penetrating her, as the smog on the outside of her body began increasing in the speed at which it enveloped her, no longer feeling any resistance from her, it cover her hands and her breasts, increasing her body's sensitivity all the while having tendrils of the smog fucking her pussy, at first slowly with a building rythm, and now with a fury.

the smog now covered Clares head completely, entering her mouth, nose, and ears. she felt an oncoming orgasm, stronger by far in power to anything she had every thought possible, as she again felt the voice in her head "you have done well young one, your lust and your eagerness has pleased the goddess, and the goddess' smog has now cleansed you of your purity." At this, Clare screamed out from orgasm, feeling like she had been struck by lightning, her world went dark.