Susan looked on in shock at what was happening to Miranda and for a moment she felt intense fear. She turned to flee but was immediately struck between the legs by an unholy wisp of power.
Fear was replaced by pleasure and boundless hunger for depravity. Susan shivered and cooed as her claws grew longer and sharper, her eyes glowing with malevolent energy. A torrent of pink of fluid poured copiously from her snatch as her belly swelled.
Not far from her, Miranda's egg was already hatching, a writhing mass of tentacles tearing its way through the fleshy coating. Across the room, Christina lay on her back in orgasmic revelry, legs spread wide as she birthed her own horror.
The mass of tentacles tearing its way out of Miranda's egg unfurled, revealing an eyeless, spherical body and a giant maw.