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This door opened into a narrow corridor, which turned into a descending spiral staircase. Teysa disliked heading deeper into the temple, not knowing where they were going or who might be ahead, but she could hear movement in the kitchen behind her. So far, she thought that their intrusion had not been discovered-- there would likely be more shouting, if that were the case. Still, time was of the essence. She pressed forward. Aliara had recovered from her shock and followed close behind. Teysa noticed her friend was gripping the hairpins like tiny daggers. As long as it gives her some consolation, she supposed. Teysa was under no illusions of their chances if they ran into armed guards. Fighting was not an option.

The air grew cold and moist as they descended. The only light came from smoldering embers held in braziers along the walls-- it barely served to push back the gloom far enough that Teysa could climb down without tripping. She wished she had grabbed a torch from one of the rooms above, even though that would certainly have given away their infiltration. Finally, the staircase came to an end, opening into a long narrow room.

Passing through, Teysa looked around. The room she was in was barely wider than the hallway upstairs. Both walls were lined with barred cage doors. She was in a dungeon of some kind. The cells looked cramped and decrepit-- a couple were furnished with stone benches, the others held nothing but rubble and trash. Scattered bones littered the floor of one, rusted manacles still wrapped around them. Many of the doors were partially collapsed.

The staircase behind them shed almost no light, but there was a faint glow from somewhere up ahead that lit them room just enough to see by. Teysa hurried onward. Aliara followed close behind her, picking her way carefully across the floor. "Stop!" she whispered, and Teysa froze. She turned. Aliara was standing still, with a pensive look on her face. She beckoned Teysa closer and spoke in a breathy whisper.

"I think we can talk down here. It looks abandoned. Tey, what are we doing? It doesn't look like anyone's been here in years."

Teysa spoke softly. "I know, but at least we can look around. If we don't find anything we can go back upstairs. We might as well wait until whoever that was up there is gone."

Aliara nodded. "Ok, but be careful. I don't even want to think about what kinds of things could be down here."

The two women padded down the dungeon corridor. They reached the end of the line of cells, where the path opened out into a wide chamber. This was denuded of furniture, but a few discolorations on the ground indicated where some might have stood. The glow came from somewhere above them. Teysa looked up, and her mouth hung open in wonder. The ceiling had a strange, smooth texture, and seemed to be plastered rather than bare stone. The material glowed with an inner light, a soft periwinkle shade. It filled the room like starlight and gave their skin a strange bluish cast. Teysa smiled. "Li, it's beautiful! Can you believe this?"

Aliara grunted. "Yeah, I still don't trust it. Come on, let's see if there are doors around." They split up to examine the walls. No doors were in evidence, but Teysa prodded carefully and methodically in search of hidden entrances.

She felt a cool touch on her shoulder, and looked around. Aliara was on the other end of the room. "Li, did you just-" she began, but got no further. A dollop of thick goo plopped onto her shoulder. It was cold and slightly sticky, but it slid off her and fell to the floor. She looked down. It was glowing bright periwinkle.

She called out a warning, but it was too late. With a curiously muted thump the heavy mass on the ceiling detached and fell to the floor between Teysa and Aliara. Above them, the stone ceiling, scoured completely clean, was revealed. The glowing blob pulled itself together. It was about the size of a small cottage-- an undifferentiated mass of glowing, purplish-blue ooze. Teysa tried to run for the entrance, but the ooze shot out a pseudopod and wrapped it around her ankle. She tripped and crashed to the floor. Dazed, she tried to crawl away, but another tentacle wrapped around her thigh and hauled her back. Aliara, meanwhile, was dodging a paid of tentacles that reached for her. She vaulted acrobatically over one and dove under the other. Teysa watched her, willing her to make it to the door, but a third tentacle shot out and struck Aliara in the middle of her back, making her stumble. She took just a moment to right herself, but that was all the ooze needed-- a thick pseudopod wrapped itself around Aliara's waist and lifted her bodily off the ground.

Another grabbed Teysa in a similar grip and pulled her close. The ooze had no visible sensory organs-- or any features at all-- but it appeared to be considering its captives. Dozens of thin, ropey tentacles erupted from the central mass and probed all over Teysa's body. They wriggled under her bustier, through the rings of leather on her limbs, even into her hair, undoing the bun and discarding the pins. Aliara was similarly examined. A tentacle wrapped around her batlike cloak and tore it off. Others gripped the leather of their outfits and tore it like cheesecloth. They caressed the women up and down, removing and discarding any clothing they found, until both were completely naked.

A thick tentacle wrapped around Teysa's middle and pulled her around to face her friend. It constricted her movements, pinning her arms to her body, but she was otherwise free. The ooze didn't seem as interested in her. Instead, it focused its attention on Aliara. Two small tentacles gripped her ankles and pulled them apart. The half-elf kicked and writhed, but despite their thinness the strands that gripped her seemed incredibly strong. One wrapped around her neck and propped her head up; another bound her wrists together behind her back. The pseudopods holding her ankles gently but firmly bent her knees, so that she appeared to be squatting in midair. Aliara's eyes rolled frantically as she struggled, but to no avail. She looked imploringly at Teysa. "Tey! Please! Don't let it-"

With a sudden flexure, one of the thicker tentacles whipped downward toward Aliara's pussy. She yelped as it plunged into her. Teysa watched in horrified fascination. The tentacle had a rubbery texture, but the outside glistened as though moist. Its bulbous tip was about as big around as her mace handle. Its first thrust planted it about an inch and a half deep in Aliara's cunt, and with a peristaltic motion it rippled and pushed further. The half-elf let out a strangled groan. She appeared to be biting back a scream. Another tentacle, slightly smaller, coiled around her body and paused in front of her face, like a cobra rearing to strike. When the next push elicited another pained groan, this tentacle pushed past Aliara's lips and down her throat. The half-elf's eyes bulged in surprise and she gagged, but the tentacle was firmly ensconced.

Teysa found that she couldn't tear her eyes away from the tentacle lodged in her lover's quim. It periodically rippled along its length as it **** itself in a little more. She had to remind herself that it was just an extension of the ooze's body, not a real organ. It was stretching Aliara out terribly; Teysa could see her friend's belly distending from within. The slime rippled again and Teysa realized she could see the movement through her friend's belly. The idea was horrifying, but she found it perversely absorbing. Her mouth full, Aliara could only grunt piteously. A third tentacle crept towards her. This one was thinner than the other two, but otherwise identical; as Teysa watched, a thin stream of cream-colored goop flowed from its tip. This tentacle wasted no time but pressed itself firmly against Aliara's anus. This elicited another flurry of struggles; the ooze waited patiently until Aliara stopped, then pushed a third tentacle into her butt. This one immediately began to squirm its way deeper as well. Her stomach was growing truly bloated; Teysa didn't want to think about how much slime had flowed into her friend. All three tentacles stopped for a moment, then began to rhythmically thrust in unison. They pulled out, allowing Aliara's belly to flatten a little, then pushed themselves back in. She hung limp in their grasp, eyes staring helplessly at the wall as her body bounced up and down on the impaling tentacles. To Teysa's shame, she found the sight curiously erotic. Aliara's body glistened in the periwinkle glow, beads of sweat gathering on her forehead. Her expression was difficult to read through the tentacle in her mouth, but her eyes had rolled back into her head and as Teysa watched she shuddered with what might have been pleasure.

Teysa felt herself moving. The beast was lifting her into the same position as Aliara, pulling her knees and ankles back. She thought about struggling, but seeing how little it had availed her lover she decided to conserve her energy. The first tentacle slid into her pussy. It was as cold and wet as she remembered, and she shivered involuntarily. Something happened to it when it was inside, though. A sense of warmth bloomed deep inside her, starting at her pussy and moving outward through her body. The tentacle began to crawl deeper inside her, and the warmth spread. It felt relaxing. It even felt a little... good. She was vaguely aware of her body stretching to accommodate this intruder, but she was too relaxed to care much.

The second tentacle slid between her lips. It tasted foul and she gagged immediately, but again, something happened when it passed her tonsils. The taste changed to something warm and milky-- not quite like the ambrosia of the driders, but sweet and soothing. She relaxed her throat and felt the tentacle squirming deeper.

She braced herself for the third tentacle, but still winced in pain as it pushed its way into her rectum. Her pussy had a definite stretched-out feeling to it, and when she looked down she could see her bully bulging outward as the tentacle slipped deeper, but this was something else. She felt incredibly full, almost bloated. She pictured in her mind's eye a clay pot shaped like a woman, as someone filled it with water. The water level rose higher and higher until drops began to leak out of the woman-urn's mouth, nose, breasts and pussy. That was how she felt-- so stuffed she might burst.

Mercifully the ooze stopped trying to **** more slime into her. Instead, the three tentacles pulsed and withdrew, only to thrust back in. This thrust set off an electric jolt deep inside Teysa's body; she moaned, her voice muffled by the slimy tentacle sliding down her throat. She felt her body twitching as the tentacles violated her in all three holes. She knew she should be terrified and weeping, but the mounting pleasure was undeniable and she felt an orgasm building. She quivered with anticipation as the tentacles thrust themselves in and out of her, stretching her, molding her, filling her body with waves of warmth. With a strangled cry she felt herself coming. Somewhere a million miles away she could hear Aliara moaning as well. Teysa felt the tentacles inside her tense, then all three began to pump her body full of warm goo. Her belly swelled up as it filled her womb and stomach. More and more gushed into her, stuffing her, filling her up. She felt a terrible pressure, as though she might burst. She groaned and gripped her stomach with both hands, trying to quell the feeling. Just when she thought she could take no more all three tentacles withdrew, still spilling pale cream all over her body. She felt the stuff glugging out of her gaping cunny and leaking from her sore, stretched-out asshole. She let her mouth hang open and a stream drooled from the corner of her lip. She didn't care-- her head felt wrapped in blissful clouds.

The slime set her down on the ground and slouched away. Teysa looked down and marveled at her belly. It was massive; even when she was stuffed full of eggs, she had not been so large. A faint purplish glow was barely visible inside her. Her breasts were engorged, and thin streams of glowing fluid leaked from her swollen nipples. She was sore from the vigorous pounding she had taken, but a comfortable warmth had kindled inside her. Next to her, the slime had set down Aliara before trundling off to whatever lair it kept. Teysa crawled over to her lover, only barely aware of what she was doing, and wrapped her arms around her. Aliara giggled faintly and leaned down to kiss the other woman. When she opened her mouth, a stream of the ooze's creamy ejaculate dripped out and splattered on Teysa's face. Neither woman cared. They fell asleep in each other's arms.