Examining Kog'Maw

"Now Kog'Maw.. why is it that you haven't consumed this world yet?" Vel'Koz asked slowly, leading the smaller Voidborn away from the Institute of War, as if taking a dog for a walk. "Well.. Kog'Maw is hungry, and if Kog'Maw makes friends.." "Ah! Then you devour these.. friends.. yes?" Vel interrupted, turning on the spot to survey the bottomless beast. "Well.. no.. if Kog'Maw make friends.. then.. friends feed Kog'Maw! More food then if eat friends instead!" Glaring at the smaller creature, Vel'Koz whipped his tendrils out onto him, holding the creature tight. "You do not need friends.. you only need to further the Void's plans." he commanded, his free tentacles whipping out threateningly. "Kog'Maw.. hungry." was the little ones only response, infuriating Vel'Koz further. Lashing out Vel'Koz found his body moving as if on autopilot, one of his tendrils finding their way into Kog'Maws bottom, while the other forced its way into his mouth, sliding forcibly into the little monster's tongue. Without thinking he shoved them deeper and deeper in "Hungry? You're hungry? Here, have a bite..." he whispered, void ooze spilling out the very tips of his tentacles and flooding Kog'Maw, or so he thought. Quicker than expected Kog'Maw's body became accustomed to the ooze, now actively trying to drain Vel'Koz of the stuff. "Wh-what?!" Vel'Koz exclaimed, pulling his tendrils forcibly from Kog's unwilling body, a light layer of caustic burns across the surface as a very happy, very satisfied voidborn lay on the ground, cooing. "Tastes like.. daddyyyyy"
"This isn't over you little beast, I WILL discipline you." "Okay, okay. I hope discipline tastes this good, too."