Day Three: The Spreading Darkness

Waking up from her dreams, Clare took a moment to look at her sister, laying so loyally and faithfully next to her, but still... something ..something wasn't quite right, Clare could feel herself getting aroused while looking at her sister, and even more surprisingly, it didn't scare her, or even disgust her, somehow, something so immensly wrong felt perfectly right to her. She knew that just a few days ago, something like that would have scared her to **** and she would've worried there was something wrong with her, that she was going insane, heck, maybe she was, but she didn't care, not anymore.

Deciding not to act on her new feelings for her sister, Clare got out of bed, and into the bathroom to take a shower. Groggily, and still half-asleep Clare walked passed the mirror and with a jolt, she came to a full stop in front of it. Clare was mesmerized at the vision of beauty in the mirror, and at first thought "who is this goddess in my mirror?" before she came to the realization that the reflection in the mirror was of herself. Clare licked her lips and decided to take a very.. very close and intimate inspection of it.

The first thing she did was take some of her new hair in her hand, and gently brushed it with the other hand, such soft silky darkness, so wonderful to feel and to touch. Letting her hair drop, Clare moved her hands down her breasts, and knew instantly that they had grown again, not by much, but just enough to make them perfect. It wasn't just the size of the breasts that made them so perfect, however, but the shape and firmness of them, and how smooth and sexy the skin was. She began rubbing and massaging her breasts, noting that the sensitivity had increased as well, she let out a deep and almost primal moan. Moving her hands down to her nipples, she squeezed and rubbed them, and much to Clare's surprise, the nipples were far more sensitive than the rest of her breasts, so sensitive she almost came from just playing with them for a couple seconds.

Putting her hands to her sides, she slowly and sensually lowered her hands down her body, tracing her new wonderful curves. When her hands reached her hips, they split and went their seperate ways, as her right hand began slowly moving towards her pussy, her left hand went behind to her ass. She traced her left hand over her butt, and thought to herself "seems my ass has grown a bit as well, so soft and firm at the same time..." And whatever trail of thought she had, was completely wiped away when her right hand finally reached her pussy, and just the mere soft touch from her pinky send shockwaves of pleasure through her mind, and that's when she thought she had fainted, but when the fireworks in her mind quieted down, she found herself vigorously fingerfucking her pussy, moaning and screaming in pleasure.

Clare began to thinking in the midst of her selfpleasuring that if her pussy felt that good, she really really wanted to know how it would feel to push just one little finger into her ass, so she began touching and feeling her ass again, still marveling at how sexy it felt, before moving her hand to position it juuuust right. Again, massive explosions and fireworks, endless shockwaves of pure pleasure washed over her just as she managed to press her pinky inside her anal hole, and this time when she came to it, her whole hand had managed to find it's way inside her pussy, and another two fingers inside her ass. Once, Twice, Thrice she orgasmed, and still she didn't feel tired at all, in fact, she felt even more energetic, even more powerful and as she got to thinking of the Omnibus she met the other day, and how marvelous it would feel to have that long thick demon cock inside of her, a latex replica appeared in front of her through a wisp of black smoke.

When the latex dildo appeared in front of her, Clare stopped what she was doing and began wondering how she had summoned something like that out of thin air. Curiously, Clare decided to experiment and thought "I want a latex buttplug" and again the black smoke appeared, leaving a massive latex buttplug, complete with an airpump so she could enlarge it however much she wanted to. Grinning at the realization that Clare had gotten the power to summon or even create things out of thin air, she wanted to experiment with it further, and this time she'd try something quite a bit bigger, it was time to try out something she had always dreamed of doing, but never had the courage or even money to try. "I want a baththub big enough for two, filled with pure black liquid latex".

This time, power surged from Clare, so much power that Clare was acually really surprised, she hadn't known the pendant had ... the pendant.. she wasn't wearing it... and the power came from within her, not from the pendant, it was HER power, her very own power. At this realization a grin appeared on Clare, she didn't need to use the pendant for power anymore, she had finally gotten what she had always wanted, real, true power. Feeling herself getting more and more exhausted she noted that the tub with the liquid latex still had not appeared, and that her consciousness was fading, and quickly as well. With every last bit of willpower she had in her, Clare refocused on the tub, creating a clear image of it in her mind and out from her hands, massive amounts of black smoke shot to the floor, and there it was, her new tub, filled with liquid latex.