[18:57] Lariah The sun had long since passed its zenith as the group of four made their way through the forest atop the mountain's side, having been tasked with investigating a serious number of vanishing school students, hunters and huntresses that hadn't reported back and had been gone for a number of days now, even a staff member at one point who had been asked to check in before hand. While Ruby and Yang's boisterous conversation on the matter had filled the atmosphere for a while, soon, the noise had died to silence, the air abuzz as a result of Blake's unreadable features, Weiss's usual glare of examination and Ruby and Yang doing their best to stay alert. They hadn't seen or heard much in the time they had been searching, with a few minor grim being dispatched in order to advance, but nothing to cause such a number of disappearances. They came now to a large clearing, a crater in the centre from some previous battle, though in truth, they didn't have a clue how it had been formed, instead deciding to sit and take a rest for a while
[19:08] Qimat: With the reds, yellows, and oranges of the setting sun signalling the onset of the eve the group's long search seemed like it would extend into an additional day as their travels soon weighed exhaustion into their forms. The silence only persisted as the quartet took a pause in their search to rest, the clearing giving no response to their presence, not even the din of night crickets of nocturnal fauna came forth to sooth the otherwise deafening silence.

With the moon beginning its rise to glow within the darkening eve, an invisible presence curiously observes upon the four new faces stepping into the present clearing. These four girls appear to be similar to the other souls who have come before How so very many before them have ventured to this area only to meet a depraved end? How long would these girls last? Such curiosities mull about within this observing entity's thoughts, simply deciding to view the four girls and admire their delicious forms. Roughly an hour passes before the nightly silence cracks amid the faint whisper of wind slithering through the surrounding flora. The shadows around the four grow heavier, almost thickening and swelling in an eerie sense...slinking close to the girls like ebon fingers seeking prey. A faint whisper reaches Blake, the jet haired faunus' hearing picking up the faintest of noises sound akin to a faint call of her name.
[19:31] Lariah It wasn't long of course before the four girls started to feel somewhat...unsettled by their surroundings. None of them could put their finger upon it and none of them could define what it was even if they had known. Blake was the first to register what was happening, something primal in her, most likely the feline aspects of her being made her twitch, her eyes narrow and her hairs stand up gradually. She thought she could catch it just at the edge of hearing, something between a whisper and the caress of the wind, was that a name it bore? She sat up from where she had been leaning against a tree, looking around slowly to see where each of the others was sat, though in Weiss's case it was closer to kneeling. Yang was on her back looking skyward, a slight shiver running down the blonde's spine, Ruby was glancing around similarly to Blake though she doubted it was for the same reason and Weiss seemed to be ignoring the world around her for some reason, seeming to stare off into nothingness from where she knelt. Blake shook her head a little, trying to kick the sense of unease as the shadows about her caressed her skin
[19:46] Qimat: Three souls still alert, still alight with conscious curiosity or concern to the unknown around them. One....one little soul comes to momentarily flicker and grow hazy, the mind fading from the world around them as they stare up into the endless expanse of the stunning black and star dotted night sky. That pitch ebony of the heavens seems to grow heavier to Weiss, the starts almost looking like they are being enveloped by the dark night sky until there's little more than the eternal abyssal emptiness of the void before her. It calls, whispering her name, that wavering consciousness instilling an almost magnetic desire to simply cast herself into that emptiness. Another whisper, that blackness above formless and empty....another whisper, the abyss shifting as that blurry sense of consciousness makes it seem as if a hand is extending to Weiss.

A feminine hand, fingers long and slender attached to a similarly smooth and soft forearm, all just as dark as the night seeming to birth this hand forth. A gentle caress against her cheek, that whisper now a gentle murmur of Weiss' name, the tone deep and resonating through her body causing her heart to skip a beat. Suddenly that hand shifts, abruptly appearing behind her to clasp around the snow haired girl's mouth. Another hand slips around to hug her midsection as that same murmur comes more clear and defined. "Weiss....darling." The voice is feminine, sultry, and silken dripping with sensual weight and power. The ground beneath Weiss shifts as any fire or light source suddenly snuffs out. The feeling of a form rising up behind Weiss registers to her, soft....womanly...warm...and large. The snuff of light surrenders vision to all save for the faunus, the sight of a rather large dark form holding Weiss in the air snugly held against the voluptuous, nude, and pitch dark figure it sports. From that dark form two piercing blue eyes gaze at the other three, a gentle humming coming from the female form. The tone is eerie, almost like a sinister taunt to the other three huntresses to act as their friend is held in an unknown state. For Weiss, that hazy sense of emptiness fades as she is held within the creature's hands, clarity returning to her mind.
[11:39] Lariah: Ok gimme a couple minutes to reread / grab some food :3
[12:20] Lariah It was Yang who was almost first to react, Weiss's sudden squeaking cry of surprise and mild fear beating both Yang and Blake to the punch. Ruby was still turning to look to the being folded into reality from the multitudes of darkness that permeated the clearing and the crater that the girls were orbiting, no doubt Ruby had also been teased by the ridges of the beings enthralling presence and it was taking its time in bleeding off of her and her friends. Weiss of course had come back to her senses as the black feminine mass had grasped her close, the nudity of the being finally jarring her sensibilities back to the fore.

Yang couldn't see what was happening, having lost all light beyond the stars countless miles above, though their light was nothing like enough to give her vision of her surroundings and she quested around in the wrong direction, calling out the names of her group mates, while Ruby simply looked around with a fearful look on her face. Blake could see it clearly and flinched when she heard the noise Weiss gave voice to and made a few steps closer, her hand slowly sinking to her weapon. She didn't recognise the feminine thing, it wasn't a grim, but then such a thing certainly wasn't a human. She sniffed the air, but couldn't pick up anythi- ... what was that? ... it twanged at the very edges of her senses and yet...even the edges of it seemed to hit her like walking into a perfume shop in town. Her movements stopped and she felt as though she had a headache, or perhaps it was lightheaded-ness. It was billowing out from the darkness clad female and those blue eyes fixated the cat as well. Her actions were struggling, her mind warring with the sensations being evoked by the beings presence, and her overwhelming desire to save her friend from potential danger. Weiss of course was buffeted by the same sensations, but her stuck up and princess-like attitude would always win out no matter what force was ranged against her... at least, that's what she had faith in. She squirmed with a groan and finally managed to force the words out, a hazy tinge in her voice as though she were waking from a nap, "I-..Wh-what? What's happening?"
[12:36] Qimat: Watching the other two of the group fail awareness as to just where the entity was, Qimat simply lets loose a sultry chuckle as Weiss's shaky inquiry is thrown forth through a slightly blurry oration. A hand softly caresses the white haired girl's cheek, the eldritch creature's eyes looking over to blake, realizing the jet haired huntress being able to see through this smothering darkness. "Well well, it seems your little friend isn't as blind as the others." Qimat murmurs, her other hand more boldly pressing down upon the haughty huntress's midsection before slowly moving lower, several digits pressing against her womanhood. "And simply put sweetie...you are all mine." She adds, letting her tongue slither forth in a long and languid motion, the black organ moving along Weiss's neck and up along her chin to tease at her lips before firmly plunging past them.

Weiss is turned to her left side slightly, the creature slipping that alien tongue of hers deeper into Weiss's mouth as their lips grow closer and closer apart. Soon the snow haired Weiss would feel that tongue press against the back of her throat before slipping further down into her gullet, visibly swelling it out as the two finally meet in a firm, salacious kiss. Slick, gooey saliva fills Weiss's mouth and trickles down her throat, seeming to coat all it touches and spread a soothing warmth with similar speed. Wet, messy slurps and moans emanate from Qimat as she turns Weiss to face her, hugging the girl against her voluptuous and dark form. The eldritch shemale is surprisingly soft, almost indescribably so, that flesh yielding in a way that simply makes one wish to just sink into it like a divine bed of comfort and warmth. The almost obscenely sized length hanging heavily between Qimat's thighs slowly twitches and starts to swell, pulsing to life as Weiss's legs are moved to either side of it before it snugly rests between her thighs to let that virile and sweltering heat soak into her sex and core.
[13:23] Qimat: [Everything alright? Seeing to an RL matter?]
[13:24] Qimat: [Almost been an hour.]
[13:24] Lariah: Arguing with family IRL >.>
[13:24] Qimat: [Shall we pause?]
[13:24] Lariah: Please, im gonna put a status up to keep things covered, then when I get back I will revert
[13:24] Lariah: My apologies
[13:24] Qimat: [No harm done, hope all goes well.]
[14:12] Lariah The white haired girl seemed to squirm in the jet black females grasp, the things tongue rolling about the poor girls flesh and teasing her with sensation, though it was quite clear from the look on Weiss's face that she couldn't fathom how to feel about it beyond the quizzical expression on her face. Blake took a few steps forwards but in truth the dense musk that surrounded the two girls and exuded from around the almost latex like beings flesh was far too dense and deep-reaching to ignore or suppress, feeling it unravel inhibitions, erode awareness, striking warnings blind deaf and dumb, silencing everything in the two that might have brought them to reason or resistance.

Weiss groaned heavily, squirming in the things grasp as not even base survival instincts could be completely overridden, no matter how heady the atmosphere may have been, though the tongue that worked it's way into her throat and stomach of course made it all too clear to her that she was going nowhere. She wanted to cry out, to accuse this...thing, that it was violating her, to indignantly speak out about who she was and that she was not to be treated in such a manner, but through it all, the sensations evoked in her simply smothered it all. The salivation soaked into her white dress and skirt, her weapon rustling in the grass at her feet and the drip of salivation on the blade made it gleam, though this went unnoticed by all except Blake who could see it clear enough. It was as the massive, black, latex-like dick pressed smoothly against her folds and began to instil it's heat into her body, that Weiss's resistance finally broke, her legs twitching in sudden pleasure that touched her far too deeply to be suppressed and from her lips came a moan that would have given a whore pause, though in truth it was muffled by the thick tongue pressing into her mouth.
Both Yang and Ruby looked sharply, trying to find the source of the noise and each called out Weiss's name, even if they couldn't see them properly ~
[14:20] Qimat: Further and further Weiss's mind is assaulted and smothered, eroding her sense of uppity self assurance and sense of superior status. Right now she was little more than a moaning, tongue sucking harlot within Qimat's embrace as the eldritch creature defiles and violates the snow haired girl in evident view of Blake. All the while, Qimat's gaze looks over to Blake from the side as if daring for the faunus to jump into action and save her friend. A knowing chuckle leaves Qimat as she knows full well the struggle the other girl is going through which, albeit not as intense as Weiss, still smothers and infects the senses and mind with chaotic thoughts and sensual urges debased and achingly needed.
[14:20] Qimat: [Oops, hit enter by mistake, ignore that.]
[14:36] Qimat: Further and further Weiss's mind is assaulted and smothered, eroding her sense of uppity self assurance and sense of superior status. Right now she was little more than a moaning, tongue sucking harlot within Qimat's embrace as the eldritch creature defiles and violates the snow haired girl in evident view of Blake. All the while, Qimat's gaze looks over to Blake from the side as if daring for the faunus to jump into action and save her friend. A knowing chuckle leaves Qimat as she knows full well the struggle the other girl is going through which, albeit not as intense as Weiss, still smothers and infects the senses and mind with chaotic thoughts and sensual urges debased and achingly needed.

Reaching her hands down, Qimat firmly grips Weiss's hips before starting to slowly work that turgid and throbbing cock back and forth between her thighs, grinding against her aching womanhood all the while a slow but steady flow of thick white seed drools forth from that beckoning cock onto the ground below. Drawing back from that kiss, Qimat ever so languidly retracts her tongue, letting it slither free from Weiss's throat and mouth in a slow sensual fashion. "Mmmmh, you taste divine darling, I'm glad to see you're become more reciprocating and seeing things my way." She adds, glancing over to Blake and giving a knowing wink, the head of her cock yawning open as a thick cum slicked tentacle slithers forth and begins to make its way toward the faunus. Qimat continues to grind that member between Weiss's thighs and womanhood, looking toward her. "I'm going to enjoy claiming you and your friends. You'll all moan in ecstasy together in near eternal bliss." She states with a twisted predatory glint in her gaze.

As that tendril slithers closer to Blake, it soon reaches before her feet, the rounded end rising up and seeming to 'look' down at her. Slowly, that thick extension opens up near the tip in a yawning circular maw of sorts as thick dripping globs of slick saliva-like fluid oozes from within. The insides of the maw a light grey lead into a rhythmically contracting and almost welcoming snug passage. That smotheringly hot musky air grows heavier around Blake to reflect Weiss's own experience within the entity's grasp. Closer and closer that drooling agape maw slithers, scent hypnotic and mind number as it makes a move to slowly envelop the jet haired faunus should she choose to not act.
[15:32] Lariah Before long, the two girls were practically comatose, unable to move, comprehend or act, let alone defend themselves. Blakes eyes had watched the slithering black mass snaking it's way forwards from out of the females dick, and though she had questioned it at first, she soon realised that the question was irrelevant and wouldn't need to be answered. She stopped, her blade slowly slipping from her hand to sink into the grass with a dull thud of metal on turf, her face cast up as the snake-protrusion from the cock rose up to tower above her, its maw gaping ever wider as it began to ache, descending towards the feline with the inevitability of death itself, though it wasn't death that was coming for her...as far as she was aware. The slit-maw drooped and slithered down towards her until her vision was cut off on both sides, her peripherals giving way to the light-grey blackness of the passage and...finally, it enveloped her head, the maw sinking down over her facial features and sealing her away from the world at last, the long fine strands and locks of raven dark hair that the slit was in the process of swallowing were the only thing from her head that had yet to vanish, though this soon changed as the maw continued it's downward journey, aching down her neck.

Weiss was enraptured by the sight, or at least what she could see of her friend as the extruded appendage from out of the entities erection began making a meal of Blake, undulating and writhing as it swallowed her whole with no real issue. Weiss of course was still squirming in the beings grasp, though it was from pleasure rather than a desire to escape and survive, her head lolling back limp on her neck as she breathed in deeply, those long white locks billowing out in a white waterfall beneath her and down her spine.
[15:43] Qimat: Warm, slick, and soft describe the tentacle's innards which contract and rhythmically squeeze Blake deep into its long snug passage. A delightfully detailed figure of the faunus comes into view as the raven haired girl comes to be completely enveloped and move along closer and closer toward the cock from which that tentacle originated from.

The already agape passage of Qimat's member gives an additional yawn as it further stretches wide to lend forth a second tentacle which moves up toward the blissfully lust drunk Weiss. In a reverse approach compared to her friend Blake, Weiss's feet are the first to be enveloped into the similar yawning circular maw of this second tentacle. Further along her legs, Qimat soon pulls that length from between the girl's thighs to allow that encroaching tendril access over her shapely hips and further beyond. Weiss's surroundings grow more snug and slick as soon her arms become trapped to her sides followed by her chest and finally shoulders. Qimat plants one final kiss upon Weiss's lips before the snow haired huntress is pulled into that dark, tight passage.

With both Weiss and Blake working their way to their final fates, both come to be side by side in their trip toward that yawning member. The two independent tentacles squeeze close, merging and becoming one causing both lust addled girls to press and smother against one another in the humid and moist passage. Admiring the visage of both morsels as they come to finally slip into that eager cock of Qimat's, squeezing them together even more snugly as they begin to fill out and descend along the ebony pole of fuck meat.
[16:05] Qimat: Glancing over in the direction of Yang and Ruby, Qimat gives an audible whistle through the air. "Over here cuties." She calls, her tone echoing through the air audibly in her evident direction. A pleased coo leaves the eldritch shemale as both Blake and Weiss come to be fully enveloped within her cock and begin their trip toward the two pendulous and eagerly awaiting balls below.
[12:38] Lariah: Awesome, lemme reread!
[13:01] Qimat: [Real quick, do you mind if Qimat fattens up the girls' various holes. Sim a similar sense to this reference pic i have.[url]https://static.f-list.net/images/charimage/16012004.jpg.[/url] Not in that exact position, more with their fronts exposed & asses/pussies visible slightly lower as if they were in a full nelson position.]
[13:05] Lariah The two unfortunates who were to be made the first contribution to the entity's body made an impressive bulge within the midnight black dick she sported, the size of it as large as the entity her self and again in terms of width. However, the speed at which her monstrous cock swallowed the two hapless girls made it difficult to appreciate, especially in Yang and Ruby's case when they finally beheld the being in the dark. The blonde and shorter brunette both stopped casting around helplessly in the dark as though they had lost the smallest of objects in the tall grass of a field and beheld the being that had just ingested their friends and both of them were stunned by what they saw. Neither had a frame of reference for it beyond it's rather feminine figure and both took their first steps closer to her, unsure of how to react, only that they must act in some form.

The enormous bulge that was the forms of their two friends, the arrogant white haired princess Weiss and the taciturn and reserved feline Blake both stopped their joined moaning, finally separated from one another as they were squeezed to the base of that massive black cock and finally, down into the individual testes that hung so heavily about the beings legs.
[13:05] Lariah: by all means go ahead <3 I was going to do a little bit of that in my post there but I didn't want to seem like I was taking control of your character you understand
[13:06] Qimat: [Feel free to take a bit of creative liberty then. Thicken and plump up their eager orifices ~<3]
[13:12] Qimat: [Gonna pause a few moments, laundry's done in the dryer.]
[13:38] Qimat: While Qimat tended to enjoy savoring the sight of her victims, her own baser hungers got a little ahead of her, that ebony member gluttonously swallowing Blake and Weiss down with little show of any gentleness or pause. Swelling out that base, eventually the vision of the two enveloped girls steadily vanishes, both slipping into what will soon be their final fate. Yang and Ruby catch this debased sight as one by one each cum bloated nut fills out with the swell of one of the duo, both orbs soon sagging a bit more with their newly attained morsels. Within the eldritch shemale's balls, Weiss and Blake are rhythmically squeezed and stimulated by those surrounding walls as intoxicating cum is rubbed and soaks into their bodies amid heavy musk replacing any clean air they may inhale. The sight of Qimat's balls contracting around their meal is quite visible to both Yang and Ruby as well. Tighter and tighter the white and black hued beauties are squeezed, those contracting walls clinging to their bodies with increasing intensity and intimacy, the vague outlines of their forms become more and more detailed.

"Mmmmh they're squirming so delightfully. Don't you two thing your friends look so much better where I've put them?" Qimat inquires to Yang and Ruby in a mocking tone, locking eyes with both as she knows they are more than aware of the twisted and debased acts that are presently warping their two friends into horribly euphoric extensions of their consuming mistress. Eventually both Weiss and Blake feel an odd sensation of hair...those clinging walls shrinking around their bodies like a second skin and remaining as if glued to their forms. The sensation of their own forms begins to fade and warp, extending in an odd way as their forms are morphed and worked into living extensions of Qimat's sexual virility. The faunus and snow haired huntresses soon are fully visible, their forms still jet black, but details clear enough to tell who is who. What is not normal...is the macabre display of sexual depravity in which their bodies have now been put through. "I honestly think they look much better if I may say so myself." Qimat remarks, licking her lips as she casually lifts her cock to the side to get a better view of the now living and entrapped Blake and Weiss.
[13:39] Qimat: [I'll give you some room to describe blake and weiss, I left those specific details void purposely.]
[14:16] Lariah The looks on Yang and Ruby's faces were a mixture of disgusted fascination, intrigue, horror and, somewhere deep down in places the musk had only just begun to bring to the surface... a deep heated desire, as they stared at the forms of their two friends being brought forth before them. They saw in detail that was all too clear, exactly what happened to their friends.

The forms of Blake and Weiss were at first indistinct from one another, the two engorged, pendulous balls hanging low that they were at the entity's ankles, but gradually, the swollen orbs began to contract around the two vaguely humanoid forms within, sinking in and tightening about them both as though the air was being vacuumed out of the balls as when a person ventilates into a bag. The black latex-like surface of her balls captured the faces of the girls in beautiful detail, the sculpted perfection of their visages and bodies captured as though poured from jet into a mold. But then things began to change. The latex surface of their skin began to draw back, becoming more taut as the balls contracted, their limbs became less distinct and bulbous, or rather their bodies inflated out some and engulfed their limbs entirely into the black substance and their faces were both the picture of horrific realization. Gradually, they turned, not of their own volition, but in time with the groans and pleasurable grunts of the being as she strained her balls, the girls sagged down, their bodies having swelled out and down into a single large mass each up to their shoulders and heads which faced inwards towards the being who had ensnared them both. They looked up at her with pleading, imploring looks upon their faces, bringing great pleasure to the entity who now bore them both as additions to her body like trophies.
[14:29] Qimat: [Question, nipple penetration is still a hard no for you?]
[14:30] Lariah: Not a hard no at all, happy to do it in the case of vore
[14:32] Qimat: A look of visible delight and twisted pleasure crosses Qimat's face as she looks down at the warped souls now shaped and molded into delightful living extensions of her balls. Looking over to Yang and Ruby, the two other huntresses see the intensely dark and voracious stare of a merciless and ever ravenous predator hardly satiated with her present claim. Extending an arm, Qimat gestures to both Ruby and Yang before curling a finger inward in a beckoning motion. "Come to be darlings, don't you wish to join your friends?" She calls out, her tone resonating through the air but also seemingly from within the two's very minds.

Amid the lewd display of Weiss and Blake's new forms, their own breasts soon come to surface from the smooth flesh of Qimat's balls along with their own womanhoods and puckers presented and displayed lower down but blatantly visible. Both of the girls' holes show visible change, either thick, swollen, and plumped up into exaggerated proportions. Their pussies quivered and glistened with evident aching need while their pillowy, meaty puckers wink and flex in a similar begging notion. "So soon you both are already begging for me to sate your naughty desires. Well I'm nothing if not a 'fair' mistress." Qimat adds, numerous more tentacles slithering forth from the now yawning urethra of her cock, their rounded tips slithering down toward Weiss and Blake. Both girls are presented with five tentacles each, one going to their aching honeypots and puckers along with their lips, two more slipping to their pert and stiff nipples. The three presented before their needy holes firmly thrust forth, filling them and stretching them in sinful bliss as that aching need to be filled is sated. The two tentacles above either girl's breasts yawn open into circular maws, wrapping around each areola before beginning to rhythmically tug, suckle, and stimulate them even more mercilessly.