You return eagerly to your human body to chase down the others!

You close your many eyes, each eyelid shutting with a certain deliberateness as you enjoy the final, lingering sight of Aliénor lying splayed before you. In the darkness, a sense of power, of freedom swells amidst your breast, growing ever more urgent until you are blinded by a sudden flash of light. When you reopen you reopen your eyes with a bemused flutter, a pair of distinctly human hands extend out before you.

The dim light of your small annex greets you, enshrouding you in a familiar shadow, and your beloved seeing stone stands proudly atop its pedestal. The obsidian blackness of the construct makes the room look positively luminous in comparison, and only a few scarlet wisps drifting across the glass surface of the mirror give it even the slightest hint of colour. Blood red…in acknowledgement of your recent conquest, perhaps?

In any case, the possession doesn’t appear to have left you any worse for wear. Quite the contrary! A spring in your step, your heart pumps excitedly at the thought of clutching another of the girls between your claws. And who knows just what form you shall take this time? Having Aliénor thrash against her bindings was arousing in the ****, but maybe Mélanie will have the pleasure of being seduced by a vampyre? Clémence violated against the wall by a hulking minotaur?

All sorts of possibilities present themselves, each more imaginative than the last. After all, the pair are effectively defenceless down in the deeps of your playground, and both still have fresh wombs to fill! A large and uncomfortable erection springs up in your trousers at the thought.

With a hurried flick of the wrist you conjure up the map that has proven so many times. Your attention immediately descends on the two yellow dots remaining. They seem to be heading in different directions, neither towards the centre of the great maze, coincidentally. The one to the east is, unfortunately, all by her lonesome for the moment. The other, however, has two interesting options. Hesitating at the midpoint of a fork in the road, she cannot help but make the right choice. Both paths lead to a different danger! Chuckling ruefully at your good fortune, you concentrate on the red mark to the right of the branching corridor and a series of hazy images eventually coalesce into one.