Time for some magic

Ursula swallows your semen with satisfaction. She runs her finger over her big fat lips and sucks on it with pleasure when you're done.

"That was... invigorating", she whispers, and relaxes. A mysterious smile appears on her face. "Come here, loverboy. Let Mistress Ursula talk to you a little... not that you have a choice."

You sit down, and her tentacles shape up to make a sort of a chair for you. You can touch Ursula's big belly, while her six arms gently caress you. "Convenient, right, loverboy?" You nod.

"Well, I want you to tell you a little story. Look into my eyes. Deeper. Deeper." She commands in her intoxicatingly low, husky voice. Her eyers are now more like some kind of hypnosis device. Is this magic? Or incredible robotic technology? Who cares?

"You are getting sleepy, sleepy, little fish. You are now entirely in my command."

"Yes Mistress Ursula..."

"Soon, you will fall asleep..." You don't remember what happened next, but when you awake...