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My rounded ears grew points, my chest grew breasts, my pale skin turned to bronze, and my white irises turned orange. I stood before Yavara and Brock as the Dark Queen Alkandi, as beautiful and terrible as I was in my prime, the only difference being Zander’s cock standing in place of my pussy. I smiled at Yavara and Brock’s shocked expressions. Brock’s motions slowed as he pondered how to react to this situation. I placed a gentle hand upon the base of his thick cock, and gingerly guided it upward into Yavara, savoring the feel of a man against my fingertips. It had been so long. Brock recommenced his thrusts, though he did not take his eyes off me, watching me with suspicion. He couldn’t know what had transpired in the realm above. I turned my attention to Yavara, whose face was a conflict of pleasure and fear, her mouth moving, but not forming words. I positioned myself at her entrance, her oozing slit beckoning me to enter her. I began to tease her lips with my tip, sliding it between her folds, relishing the soft sensation of her petals gently giving way to me. Oh, how the softness of a woman stirred the masculine hunger in me. My muscles were tensed, my heartbeat heavy and fast, my new instincts urging me to drive, to bury myself into her tender depths and ruin the softness within. I began to push forward when Yavara’s voice cut into my ears. “Don’t do it! My father will never take me back! You’ll ruin me!” Yavara cried through short breaths, her voice shaking. I realized too late that I was dealing with the half of Yavara that desired a castle, servants and a well-connected husband. Her sense of adventure, mischievousness, and passion had all departed from her when we split from the astral plane. We were effectively two different people now, though neither of us was whole. I needed to tread lightly here; this was not the strong woman who could take down a band of orcs, but a frail princess afraid for her life. I placed a loving hand on her cheek, my fingers caressing her maternally. “Yavara, if you truly desire to live on without me, I will not force this upon you. We can only be one if you accept me with your heart and soul. But you will miss me with each passing hentai second, spending the rest of your days trying to fill an emptiness within you.” Yavara stared back with contempt. “I don’t accept you! I’ve already denied you in the astral plane, I am denying you here! Go back to the void and find some other victim to possess, I never want to hear your voice again!” Her words were cruel and cutting, the rejection striking me to the core. I felt amateur tears welling in my eyes as I watched Yavara’s orange irises fade to blue, her black streak of hair growing lighter by the second. I failed, and my own failure would doom us both. I’ll just go grab you the next size up.” In the daylight, she looked even more hot. She scoffs. She squealed happily as his cock buried in her tight ass. Or woman. “Please fuck me.” Deciding to give this guy a bit of a thrill and show just what she could do, she twisted the throttle and snaked through traffic. Her seven foot stature places her giant blue cleavage at face height to me. Her dad felt obligated to invite him along for the weekend, and felt that James would be an extra person along, one too many. “How about this?” As the girls were communicating their being okay to their parents, he called Manny to amateur appraise him of the hentai house’s status. She had a woman's figure. She moaned her disapproval as His hands left her breasts to slide back down her sides and hips. “Kelly, I appreciate the effort. “That’s not possible!” I almost screamed.