Encountering Evelynn

As you made your way through the dark woods, letting Ahri's memories guide you back to the Coven's stead, you find yourself smiling the whole way, thanks to the constant state of arousal Ahri's body has you in. From the soft clothes rubbing against your smooth skin, to the feeling of raw magical power coursing through you, you can't help but wonder if this is just the everyday life of a powerful witch like Ahri. "Judging from her memories..." you think, "I'd say that's a pretty strong yes."

Your trip through the forest is relatively uneventful, likely due to the fact that any dangerous wildlife around think that you're the real Ahri, and therefore have no desire to try their luck against you in a fight. You thus soon find yourself approaching a large stone temple - the entrance to the Coven's inner sanctum, where all of Ahri's- your sisters lived and practiced their magical arts. You grin as you confidently walk in, the click of your heels echoing through the stone halls, and can immediately tell thanks to Ahri's magical attunement that this is indeed a place of great power. "Right where a witch like me belongs."

Suddenly, your ears flick, and Ahri's enhanced senses warn you of a presence behind you - giving you only a moment's notice before a voice rings out. "Well, someone's back early..." you hear, the female voice sensual and alluring. "Have thou already concluded the hunt, jackal?" You turn around, masking your surprise behind Ahri's personality, and see none other than Evelynn leaning against the wall, a wry smile on her lips as she stares you down.

Leaning into Ahri's mind, you return the smile as you bow before her, as is custom when addressing a stronger witch. Evelynn, however, only rolls her eyes as she waves a clawed hand at you - even though she was technically the strongest witch in Ahri's sect of the Coven, Evelynn had never been one for the formalities the way Morgana was, and chose to see her sisters as her equals, rather than followers. "'Twas a successful hunt, if brief indeed," you say as you stand up straight and stride confidently over to Evelynn. "I found myself suddenly missing the presence of my beloved sister."

Evelynn narrows her eyes at you as her smile grows, and she reaches out her gloved hand to cup your chin and gently pull you in closer. "Mmm... how bold of you, little jackal," she says, leaning in to teasingly brush her lips against yours, before pulling away. "To my chambers, then. Let us see how much you missed me." With that, she runs a single claw down your jawline before brushing past you, catching your wrist in her grip and pulling you along with her, which you don't fight against. You smile as you follow her, hearing only the sounds of two sets of heels clicking against stone, and of Ahri's heart beating rapidly in your chest.

"Even a witch as powerful as Evelynn doesn't suspect a thing," you muse. "What would she think if she knew she was about to bed a stranger wearing her friend's face?" Finally, after walking for a few minutes, you arrive outside Evelynn's private bedchambers, and she glances back at you with a smirk as the two of you enter. Stone floors are replaced with a soft red carpet, a large plush bed dominates the floorspace, and an ornate fireplace blazes on the far side, filling the room with a comfortable warmth. Evelynn gently pulls you around her, and wraps her long arms around you before gently lowering you both onto the soft bed. You let out a soft moan as Evelynn nuzzles her face into your neck, gently biting at your exposed skin as she runs her slender fingers up your curves.

"Nnggh... Eve..." you manage, your own claws scratching against her back as your toes curl in your boots.

"My little jackal..." Evelynn says as she runs her hand up your chest, and gently turns your head so you're looking her in the eye. She smiles briefly, before her expression suddenly turns ice-cold and her fingers swiftly wrap around your throat. "Who is that... behind your eyes?"

You briefly panic, hands shooting up to grab Evelynn's arm, but her grip is firm and unmoving. "W... what do you mean, Eve? It's... me!"

"Liar, liar..." she whispers in a sing-song voice, her bone lashers forming from behind her back to point at your face. "You're not my little jackal, just a child playing with powers you could never understand." Oddly enough, Evelynn doesn't even seem angry at you, but instead more curious... and that was somehow even more terrifying.

Your mind races, trying to come up with a solution, when you suddenly feel something... unlock in your mind, knowledge that you didn't have before but now suddenly feel as though you'd always had. "Well... worth a try," you think, before concentrating on your arm - not Ahri's arm, but yours. Sure enough, you feel your ghostly arm loosening up from Ahri's, and hear it fall limply against the bed, without any conscious mind to control it, while your own astral hand is now moving freely from the shoulder. "Here... we... go!" you quickly shoot your hand up, and phase it straight through Evelynn's face into her skull.

Evelynn gasps as you reach into her head, and you see her eyes roll back in their sockets as her grip loosens, while you, on the other hand, feel her mind open itself up to you - not as much as Ahri's was, but you still could feel her thoughts running through your hands, yours to peruse... and to change. Your fear turns to excitement as you start weaving your fingers through Evelynn's mind, watching her twitch and spasm as her thoughts and emotions are rewritten, twisting her very being to your will.

After a few minutes, your work finishes, and you pull your hand out from her skull, slipping it back into Ahri's like a warm glove as Evelynn collapses on top of you, a slight bit of drool falling from her lips onto your breasts. Only a few seconds later, she regains consciousness with a groan, but Ahri's empathic powers can already tell that something's different. "Ughh... what..." Evelynn groans as her scattered mind coalesces back into cohesive thoughts, and you gently push her off of you and sit up next to her, flexing Ahri's fingers to restore feeling to the numbness, before wiping Evelynn's drool off of your chest with a smile.

Evelynn grits her teeth as she clutches her head, until she finally opens her eyes, blinking a couple times before managing to focus on you. "Heh... perhaps you do understand your power after all," she purrs, a smile on her face as any lingering hostility fades away. "Impressive, darling. Minutes ago I held such contempt for you, stealing my little jackal's body, but now I find myself bound to your very will... Well played."

"Why thank you, sister," you say, relaxing as you hug yourself with Ahri's soft tails. "Will I have such a similar problem with any of the others?"

"Mmm, doubtful," Evelynn says, leaning forward to start caressing you again, only this time with genuine affection. "They are not as attuned to emotions as I - 'twas that which revealed thy true nature to me in the first place." She takes your hand and gently kisses it, before chuckling. "Though if any do, rest assured that I shall support thee."

You chuckle, satisfied with the results of your work. Evelynn knew very well that you weren't Ahri, but you'd twisted her mind so much that she couldn't even try and do anything about it - she would now even gladly help you turn the other Coven members to your side. "Well," you say, reaching out for Evelynn's hand as you lean back, pulling her back down onto the comfortable bed with you. "That's a concern for later - for now, I believe we were missing each other, dear sister?" With a smirk, you wave your hand over yourself and channel Ahri's magic, causing your clothes to ripple and fade away, and leaving your bare skin exposed to the warm air of the bedroom.

"Mmm," Eve says, kissing you gently as she follows suit, spiriting away her own clothes and exposing her exquisite naked body to you, "that we were, little jackal." With that, Evelynn tenderly reaches one hand around to caress your back, while the other reaches down between your thighs to brush against your dripping pussy, eliciting a moan from you. "Now then... scream for me."