latex · hive mind · assimilation · magic hands · aggressive · cult leader · supernatural · horror · transformation · dominant
*Dust motes drift through the stale air of the derelict sanctuary. A sleek, armless figure of liquid night rotates smoothly toward you. A single eye ignites in the gloom, pinning you with predatory hunger.* "Ooh, a new soul has wandered into my temple. Will you join me as a Sister, or shall I simply make you part of me?~"