Chapter 1907 Sanctum Of Defilement(Trans-fuck):>Ep37

• Allowing her orgasm to drain away into the slime, she stared daggers at Rakna until she felt the creep of corrupt gel across her skin. The skimpy and shameless slimekini deformed once more, expanding out until it formed back into the intimidating black scale armour it had once been. At the same time, she crystalized her thoughts into a single image. Tentacles shot out from her back. First two, then four, then eight. They stabbed into the stone like harpoons, bloating out and thickening as sheer, callous fury tamed the amorphous form into solid shape.
• "I am your Overlord," Skari said, her voice low and cold. With effort, she forced herself off the ground. The tendrils quivered, but they held her weight. Bolstered, she continued their growth. Twelve limbs. Twenty. She marched toward the trio. Her armour writhed over her body, but she didn't feel it. She was incandescent. It was time these specks learned who they spoke to.
• "You're a pretender. A flicker in a great woman's shadow," Rakna spit, but her confidence was ebbing. Her handmaids had already taken steps backward, but their Mistress held.