In no time at all, Lilac soon found herself in possession of infinite food stock in the form of two, sometimes three delicacies who imbibed in the Elixir of the Ouroborus, attaining a feat of innumerable resurrection.

She always wanted a pet-meal or two, foolish enough to bend the rules of life and death with ancient alchemy. The curvaceous girl and her beloved hare would keep her well fed so long as she kept these two close, within the reach of her domain, and satisfied with her "affection".

"Yesss, my pets...make merry and melt, tucked away deep within my coilsss. Your home need not be beyond my sssight any longer. The Forrest of Evershed shall be where you dream and wake...forever."

As for the Marten-kin, Sable, she'd have to find ways of coaxing her to visit more often. After all...what is a hearty meal, without dessert?

Sable whimpered and squeaked as euphoria flooded her senses, sweet aphrodisiac spores filling her lungs, dusting her hair, and sinking into her flesh, making it burn with desire. She had never known such bliss, such want, such need.

And Lilac would never let her forget. The lamia slid her tail against the slim girl's labia, rubbing in the spores coating her demure, quivering form. The soft grass beneath her became damp with a steady drip of jill. Sable would be feverishly desperate to fill the void of that flesh and scale from within it very soon...

Meanwhile, Lilac listened to the harmonious breaths of Sunnie and Null, boy thrusting his member into partner, pumping semen in every hole he could as they slowly sank into their gastric bath, lust numbing their nerves as they boiled and melted away. They would return soon, bringing more and more of their previous home with them until their beds would no longer anywhere but within reach of their loving patron and host.

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