You find that you haven't completely destroyed your foe though that might be a good thing.

With a groan, you **** your eyes open as consciousness returns to you. You slowly roll over onto your back, looking around at the cavern, seeing mud still dripping from the ceiling and wet upon the floor and walls. As such, you judge you could not have been out for more than a few minutes. That was good, you think, as you doubt being found **** by any other denizen of the cavern while **** would end well for you. You could have done with a longer rest, though, you think as you struggle to lift yourself up and off the ground, your sore body and heavy limbs screaming in protest as you do.

Still, you manage to shakily get yourself to your feet despite the aches and pains in your body as you move. You are thankful that you are even alive to feel that pain, knowing that the battle could have easily ended in your defeat and ****. But you had survived. Just barely, but you had survived and your foe had not...or so you thought.

Your attention is drawn, however, to a figure lying on the ground in the middle of the cavern and you curse as you try to lift your hands up into a defensive posture, only able to get them halfway up as you slowly stagger over to the fallen figure. Was it the golem? Had it somehow survived? You move forward to confirm the identity of the figure on the ground and, as you come right up to stand over it, you gape in surprise.

It IS the stone creature, you find. Or, at least, it is what is left of it. What lies there on the ground is a humanoid creature seemingly made entirely out of mud. Humanoid and, strangely enough, feminine as the shape of the mud creature is one of generous curves and slender waist. It lays on a slender back with bountiful breasts jutting up from its chest. It has no nipples or, indeed, any other detailed parts of a feminine anatomy, the space between it's shapely thighs devoid of any opening or sign of womanhood. Still, the shape it has taken is definitely feminine, as is the strange waves of mud hair atop a head with a featureless face. It is an odd sight, to say the least, and you wonder if that was the stone golem's natural shape or if some outside **** had caused it to take that shape.

The answer to that question seems obvious, though, as you can still see a nimbus of crimson energy around it and sparks of the gauntlet's residual power upon it's muddy skin. The gauntlet had done this. The gauntlet had **** the creature of earth into this shape. You would question why, but the fact that your body has instinctively started to react to the feminine shape in front of you, your manhood already painfully hard in your pants, answers the question before it is even asked. The gauntlet **** the golem's remaining muddy form into this shape because it would appeal to the lustful instincts within you that had so recently been awakened.

You feel a bit disgusted with yourself for being so easily aroused by something that is even less human than the naiad you'd already laid with...but, in remembering laying with the naiad, you also remember why venting your lust on the mud woman may not be a bad idea. In coupling with the naiad, your body had changed and strengthened. You'd taken strength from the act of mating with the naiad and you could only assume that the same would be true if you laid with the mud golem on the ground now. In your currently weak and drained state, you could use whatever recuperation and energy you could get, you knew, and it seems that whatever sentience the gauntlet possessed had also realized that when forcing the mud creature into this shape.

But, still...can you actually go through with such a thing? The naiad, at least, had been flesh and blood and more similar to a human woman than this mud creature was. If you had sex with this creature, wouldn't it basically just be the same as if you had stuck your manhood into a mud puddle over and over? The idea seemed at once humiliating and repulsive. And, yet...you could not deny the appeal of the mud golem's form or your body's needs, both to satisfy lust and to recover your strength.