She enjoys their fates too much

Naamah watched the two through her magic fountain. Watched the holy girl see a doorway open, and instead choose to turn around to try and impale herself on the statue, falling to her insatiable need for more. She watched the warrior, body already changed irreplaceable to a lucious feminine form, roll around in a frenzied lust with his double. These two had been squeezed of their last humiliation, and all that was left was prized vessels of lust and depravity! That settled it, she would keep them as trophies to celebrate herself. She waved her hand, putting additional magic into their rooms, and sealing their fates.

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Caleb was lost in his passion when he felt more hands over his body. More than two, more than four, he looked up for a moment to see half a dozen more duplicates falling on him. Oh no… oh yes! These beautiful creatures covered him in blue, kissing and caressing every part they could. They lifted the Femboy, never letting a moment of pleasure stop as someone slipped into his virgin hole. The warrior moaned into matching lips, lost in eternal lust. He was so consumed, so happily lust filled, he never noticed the group slowly move from the hallway and into a large painting where their debauchery would continue without end.

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The cleric couldn’t help herself, before she left she needed more, needed to feel what such a monster would feel not only in her throat, but in her equally needy cunt. Still, hands bound and posture collar it was hard to get the angle… suddenly large cold hands grabbed and lifted her! The statue had fully come to life, the 8 foot tall demonic gargoyle lifting her easily before pulling her down onto the massive stone cock. She should be scared, but the girl only moaned for more, moaned to be filled, to be used, to be filled again and again. She’d begun cumming before she even reached the base, screaming in bliss not realizing her body was slowly turning grey. The monster kept it up, basking her out before pulling her off and driving her back down. Jessica’s lust crazed face slowly hardened with the rest of her, the magic petrifying the adventurer in place as she came again and again, leaving a stone effigy of the girl forever impaled, stuck in bliss.

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Naamah glanced over at her new decorations in her lab. The large statue was miniaturized to be a desk piece, still constantly leaking for the girls stone cunt as she forever cums while being filled, even as immobile statues unaware of surroundings. The large painting on the wall shifted and moaned, the pile of feminized boys all overpleasureing as they paw, kiss, and fuck the bright pink garbed one in the middle of the pile. Both would be stuck for enternity, what they were most ashamed of now forever becoming their reality for the Dungeon boss to enjoy at her leisure.