Xena.

The creature took its time to carefully work its way through the hours and hours of memories it collected from connecting to the two women's minds. It was truly sickening to see them interact with the world around them. Their constant effort to do good. To help those in need. To combat "evil".

Disgusting.

They should have focused more on themself, on getting what THEY wanted. They could have gotten everything their insignificant hearts desired. Now, they were nothing more than an endless supply of essence to fuel its growth. But even though their time in this world was over, that did not mean that their physical forms and the reputation attached to it were also at an end. Those could still be of use.

Well, the dark-haired one at least. Xena, it discovered her name to be. It had seen her past. Spent hours studying her memories. Learning everything there is to know about the famous warrior that was helplessly trashing against its tendrils. Desperately trying to escape her fate. Foolish woman, her fate was sealed the moment she stepped into its waters.

As a means to add further insult to her defeat, it used a small portion of its significant power to once again alter the tendrils that had been fucking her continueously. The tendrils began to swell, filling her cunt and ass to the limit. Additionally, the space between the mouths eagerly sucking and licking her insides began to bulge until dozens of hard bumps had formed. The effect was immediate. Xena threw her head back and a guttural wail of frustrated pleasure escaped from around the tendril violating her mouth. The resulting increase in pleasure brought her to the edge in seconds, rather than minutes. Not that it would allow her the luxury of cumming. No, that was taken away from her control, forever.

But it did saw the impressive improvement it had on the speed with which it could gather their essence. So after a minor moment of concentration, it made the same chances to the two tendrils relentless fucking her friend, into orgasmic overload. Gabrielle, as she turned out to be called, was just as powerless to resist this new form of pleasure. And while her orgasms didn't come faster, as with this "Xena" woman, the strength of it when it did happen was noticeably higher.

Ignoring the sexual nightmare its victims were in, it continued to learn from their memories. It wasn't until two days later that it had finally decided on who would be the first to be brought under its control. This one had the best potential. Was best suited to carry out its will. And best of all, she would not draw too much attention to herself if "she" became a bit too violent with her future prey. And prey they were. It will take a significant amount of its power to bring her fully under its control, as well as making the necessary changes to perfect her body for her new purpose. That power had to be reclaimed, and there is an entire world out there, unaware of what was about to happen to their beloved champion.

It spent the next few hours contemplating the various ways it could take over this Xena's body. All the while it feasted on the essence provided by the two women as they writhed and twisted, each lost in their own personal endless hell.