A tentacled mass falls into the other side of the bath

A few minutes passed while the submerged insects continued to ravish Annette's body. Another slimy, wriggling creature slipped through her entrance, eager to contaminate her insides further as it trailed the familiar filth she had **** but to soak in. Just like the last few times, she felt the sickening rise of pleasure in the moment, before she could remind herself just how disgusting the entire situation was. This time however, something was different. She could actually feel her teeth clenching at the sensations...

Intent on getting the hell out of the tub as fast as possible, she attempted to pull herself out over the side but promptly realised that she could only barely move her head. While she was regaining her movement, it was by no means an instantaneous effect. Making the most of her regained control, she inhaled before calling for help, but before she could get a syllable out, something splashed into the thick filth opposite her as a familiar swirling magic faded away above it.

Floating to the scummy surface, a strange, egg-like pod began to undulate. It's smooth dark edges began to crack and crumble as several purple tendrils slithered through the openings. Annette's eyes widened at the sight in front of her as the rubbery tendrils rapidly grew in size and thrashed around violently in the muck, splashing her face with the lukewarm mixture multiple times.

Annette could do nothing but sit there in shock as the clammy tentacles coiled around the closest things to it, which unfortunately for her were only the sides of the bath and the limbs of the woman. Sensing the warm living flesh of the creature opposite it, it focused on that direction as it leveraged it's grip on the Priestess to drag it's mass towards her.

"Eugh, fuck! Get the hell away from me! Nnngh! - Help!"

The tentacles coiled further up her thighs, spreading her form before the thrashing purple appendages. Two more wrapped around her arms, pulling her body forwards as one more trailed up and around her neck before resting against her cheek. Under the sticky, rubbery flesh of the creature, Annette could feel it throbbing, against her limbs and neck as the grip tightened threateningly.

Insect-infused gray muck rippled between her spread legs as one more tentacle sprang moved towards her. It brushed up between her folds, smooth rubbery flesh lapping up her clit before reversing course back down her sensitive flesh. The taunting motions proved extremely effective as Annette's thoroughly warmed-up body reacted intensely to the increased pressure, following the subtle sensations the assorted bugs had been providing for what had seemed like an eternity. A series of moans and a half-hearted plea was all she could offer as a response.

"Agh! Nnnghhh, mmh, s-stop..."

With some twisted arcane strength, the purple arms lifted Annette's curvy form up from the center of the bath, exposing her thoroughly stained chest and the numerous insects that were still exploring her flesh, completely unfazed by the sudden surfacing. Tentacles smeared the filth around on her once-pristine skin as the ones circling her neck tightened once more, as if to reinforce her total absence of control.

Annette's tongue lolled from her open mouth as the pleasure became too much to handle. Increased power over her body was apparent as her back arched and her legs spasmed erratically as she came against the purple mass flicking up and down her folds.

"Mngh.. No... N- Ah! Ohh! Ohhh- MMMGghh!... hah... hah... " She moaned at the ceiling as her flushed face fell backwards, breathing heavily through the coiled grip around her neck.

Before she could fully catch her breath, the purple tip repositioned, pressing firmly against her still-quivering pussy lips.