Another victim Sarah

One of the orbs floated down the hallway, its pulsing energy growing stronger as it sensed the pulse of a female from a nearby room. It drifted towards the door, slipping through the narrow gap at the bottom and entering the room with an eerie silence. The air inside was thick with the scent of perfume and sweat, and the orb's energy seemed to quiver with excitement as it homed in on its target

As it floated deeper into the room, the orb caught sight of a young woman lying on her bed, her chest rising and falling with each slow breath. She was asleep, but the orb could sense the faint stirrings of arousal beneath her subconscious mind,where it discovers her name, Sarah

As the orb floated closer to Sarah's bed, it seemed to be drawn to the gentle curves of her body, its pulsing energy growing stronger with each passing moment. The air around it began to distort, as if the very fabric of reality was being warped by its presence. Sarah, sensing something was amiss, stirred in her sleep, her body twitching beneath the blanket.

The orb drifted closer, its glowing red mist swirling around the edges of the bed, as if probing for an opening. Sarah's body began to shift, her legs sliding apart as she turned over, leaving her ass jutting out from under the blanket

The orb carefully removed the blanket from her, exposing her to the cold air. The sudden chill caused her skin to prickle with goosebumps, and she stirred in her sleep, her body arching slightly as she let out a soft moan.

The orb, now hovering just above Sarah's exposed ass, seemed to quiver with excitement as it took in the sight of her perfect proportions,not big but certainly not mall and smooth, pale skin. It descended slowly, its red mist swirling around her, leaving a faint trail of heat in its wake. Sarah, still half-asleep, began to stir once more, her body responding to the strange sensation of the orb's presence.

The orb made contact with her skin, and Sarah let out a soft gasp as she felt a warm, pulsing energy spread across her ass. The orb began to move in slow, circular motions, its energy growing stronger with each passing moment.

As the orb continued to move in slow, circular motions, its energy seemed to seep into Sarah's skin, The orb's gaze fell upon the tramp stamp above her backside, a delicate tattoo of a sun with rays that seemed to dance across her skin. The orb's energy pulsed with excitement as it took in the sight, its red mist swirling around the tattoo as if drawn to it.

The orb, now fixated on Sarah's tramp stamp, began to bounce and clap her cheeks, creating a rhythmic and soothing sensation for Sarah. The orb's energy was now fully in sync with Sarah's heartbeat, and she found herself falling into a deeper sleep, her body becoming more and more relaxed.

The orb's pulsing energy seemed to awaken something deep within Sarah, a dormant desire that she had never known existed. She found herself squirming in her sleep, her body responding to the orb's touch in ways she couldn't explain.

As the orb continued to bounce and clap Sarah's cheeks, it suddenly had an epiphany. It didn't just want to play with her ass, it wasn't just content to be a mere spectator to her desires. The orb wanted to be her ass, to become one with her flesh and experience the world through her senses. The orb's energy pulsed with excitement as it began to merge with Sarah's body, its glowing red mist swirling around her skin as it started to take on a life of its own.

As the orb's energy pulsed with excitement, it began to pull down Sarah's underwear, the fabric sliding down her legs with a soft whisper. The orb's tendrils seeped into the crevices of her cheeks, probing the sensitive skin with an otherworldly gentleness. Sarah's body responded with a subtle arch, her backside tilting upwards as if inviting the orb's invasion.

The orb's glowing red mist swirled around the edges of her crack, as if savoring the moment before making its move. Then, with a slow and deliberate motion, it began to descend, its tendrils slipping into the narrow opening like a key fitting into a lock.

The orb dissolve into her asshole,it's very being fused into her skin

At first, nothing seemed to happen. The room was silent, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioner in the background. Sarah's body lay still, her chest rising and falling with each slow breath. But then, a subtle movement caught the eye. Sarah's ass, once a smooth and motionless curve, began to jiggle by itself. The movement was almost imperceptible at first, a slight quiver that could have been mistaken for a twitch. But as the seconds ticked by, the motion grew more pronounced, her cheeks wobbling and shaking like a plate of jello

The jiggling motion was slow and rhythmic, as if some hidden **** was manipulating her flesh from the inside out.

As the jiggling motion grew more pronounced, Sarah's ass began to thrust upward, as if it was getting pounded from behind. The movement was slow and deliberate, each thrust accompanied by a subtle creaking of the bedframe. The air was filled with the sweet scent of arousal, and the sound of soft, wet slapping echoed through the room.

The thrusting motion grew more insistent, Sarah's cheeks wobbling and shaking like a pair of ripe fruit. Her asshole, now a deep, gaping hole, seemed to be sucking in the air around it, as if hungry for more. The orb's energy pulsed with excitement, its presence inside Sarah's body growing stronger with each passing moment.

The pulsing energy of the orb caused Sarah's ass to grow, changing shape and becoming slightly bigger and firmer, like two pillows. The sensation was strange, yet pleasurable, and Sarah found herself arching her back even more, inviting the orb to continue its exploration.

The orb's tendrils reached deeper into Sarah's asshole, its glowing red mist filling her up and becoming one with her body. Sarah's heart raced as the orb's energy surged through her veins, awakening new desires and sensations that she had never felt before.

As the orb's energy continued to pulse through Sarah's body, its tendrils began to manipulate her skin, altering the delicate tattoo of a sun on her lower back. The sun's rays, once a gentle curve, now stretched and elongated, twisting into a macabre grin that seemed to leer at the surrounding skin. The orb's glowing red mist swirled around the tattoo, infusing it with an otherworldly energy that made the ink seem to shift and writhe like a living thing.

The tramp stamp's transformation was slow and deliberate, as if the orb was savoring the moment.

Sarah's body continued to move in a way that was both familiar and foreign to her. She woke up with a start, her heart racing as she tried to make sense of what was happening. She looked around the room, her eyes adjusting to the darkness as she searched for any sign of the culprit. But she was alone, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioner.