Realize her awakened dreams

You wrap her calves in tentacles, loose enough that she might move freely but tight enough to give her the idea that she can be lifted away at anytime. The tentacles in her hands begin to wrap around her arms, going up her fore arms, around her biceps, and eventually reaching her shoulders. The slime on her body in those fluid motions just quadrupled. And she moans in response as she begins to slow her step. You are able to perceive that her panties are rather damp. And that she is rather ecstatic mentally as to what is going on. By now she has stepped out of the closet, and into the full room. As you begin to wrap a tentacle around her waist and neck she moans openly and deeply. You tighten your grip on her different limbs as you lift her off the ground. The tentacle around her waist finds that her ass is rather average, not to saggy, not too firm. Just enough to grab onto and just enough to have a ripple as it is spanked. The slime from that tentacle seeps down to her crotch, as the tentacle makes its way down her panties and toward her holes.

Meanwhile the tentacle around her neck tightens just enough to collar, nothing more. The slime that is secreted seeps toward her breasts. You split your tentacle, one to unbuckle her bra, the other toward her mouth. The bra falls to the floor as do the panties, and there she floats in all of her beauty. With a flick of the lower tentacle you tease her clit. The stimulation that is provided from the warm, wet tentacle, left her mouth agape. Her moan was vibrant, loud, and filled with passion. However it was almost immediately cut off by the tentacle from around her neck. It dives into her throat, you can feel the warmth of her throat and the constriction from your own tentacle from the outside. Once it is in a position that she won't gag form and that she finds pleasurable you expand the tentacle fully filling her throat.

Of course Song hasn't a thing to complain about. This is the taste, this is the feeling that she has been awaiting since the beginning of the council meeting. The fullness, the slime residue filling her mouth, drizzling down her throat. She could live off of this feeling. The tentacle used to remove her bra was then divided again, and reached around to her nipples. Forming suction and pulsation across her breasts.

Your lower tentacles in the meanwhile have begun to massage her clit, forming a suction around it. Vibrating, sucking, and rotating it in any manner possible. Another tentacle teases her front entrance rolling like a wave off one of earth's oceans. Her throat reverberates in pleasure as a moan escapes. Slowly but surely you begin to penetrate. Keeping the waving motion, you go deeper and deeper into her. Slowly you fill her. Once you feel that you reach her womb, you freeze. You hold the tentacle dead still and reshape it to a single solid pillar. You pulse it, lightly causing her to moan lowly. As it pulses you lower it out of her, nearing her entrance. And in one movement you piston up to her womb. A high pitch moan of pure shock rushes out of her mouth.

You continue to piston her pussy as her throat is completely filled. Shortly after you realize her final hole has yet to be touched. You form the smallest pin prick of a tentacle possible and proceed up her ass. As you reach deeper and deeper into her bowels you progressively increase the width of the tentacle forming a narrow spike, slowly reaching up to her bowels. As much as you would love to treat her in a similar manner to your previous venture. Song is your assistant. One you have grown quite fond of. This isn't a show of dominance. This is her awakening to the pleasure she can feel from serving her master.

Song's holes are all filled. Her throat has an incredible swelling member reaching though and around it. Her front is being pounded harder and deeper than she knew humanly imaginable. Her ass, though not normally pleasurable for her, was on fire with pleasure. She was in a mental state of absolute bliss. If her loyalty was ever in question, this sealed the answer in your favor. She was addicted to this feeling. And you knew how to exploit it.

It was time to physically make sure she would never abandon the feeling. You begin to remodel her throat, making it more accommodating to larger objects without gagging, and significantly more pleasurable to her. Her vagina became more sensitive, produced fluid constantly, increased the tightness and elasticity. Her ass was almost completely renovated: elastic to tighten around whatever she takes, sensitive to even the slightest dip into the entrance. And fluid producing to self clean and make entry significantly easier. Her nipples, puffier and sensitive to the even the softest fabric. Her clit, extended from what would be considered average to about the size of a pencil's eraser.

Song feeling all of these changes across her body was awestruck to what could be done by her master. Now understanding a slight fraction of what councilwoman Gabriella had gone through. As the waves of pleasure ran across her body faster than she could fathom, you decided that once you were finished with her body she deserved her final reward.

You wrap up her physical changes and proceed to fill her with slime. Her stomach begins to bulge. Almost to the equivalent to the first trimester of a human pregnancy. Through her different holes it fills and fills. Song spasms as much as possible to the feeling of fullness. She had never felt that full before. Thank goodness you had her fully restrained, once she had calmed down and had lost consciousness to the pleasure elicited to her ten fold to the normal human capability.

After you lay her down for her to bask in her feelings you use some of the slime freshly implanted to instruct her mentally. You give her the task of finding a certain council member. And to use the new features of her body to entrance them, bring them to your side. Through any means necessary.

You look to the itinerary and realize the dinner isn't for a few hours. And decide to give your being some time to recover after a long day of physical entertainment and calculating for various political maneuvers you being to theorize.