Making an elental evolution anywhere inside would have been asking for destroyed furniture. Instead, they headed to the lawn on top of the fortress that lay at the base of the Palace. Doing it down by the six lakes he placed around the star fort would perhaps have been more topically sound, but that wasn’t worth the extra stairs they had to descend to get there.
“Alright, Undine, you ready?” John asked, while everyone ford a big circle around her.
“No,” the ocean elental responded honestly. Waiting for a follow-up, John took one last look at her current form.
The clothes were discarded, leaving Undine in her usual shape. She was a sli girl of an intense blue colour. Although she hid her sensitive bits, or simply hadn’t ford them, her hourglass curves were on open display. Drops, sotis thick, sotis thin, steadily ford on the smooth surface of her skin and slowly ran down to her lded legs. Her hair was of a similar texture, unequally parted, fused and only splitting into a few separate tendrils in the lower half. Like most of her, her hair was translucent, barely obscuring the right eye, which it covered.
Four things interrupted her translucency: the dark blue, stubby horns that grew from her head, the Lover’s Will mark under her navel, the Lorylim scars that wound over the right side of her body in a contrasting, bright red colour, and finally, her eyes, a bright gold and staring ahead. Although blind, they still indicated where Undine’s attention was currently directed towards. A learned behaviour, initially ant to hide the fact that she only saw through others and kept to make communication a bit easier.
She was beautiful, primordial in so way; the lancholy written on her face a sign of steady thought, not sadness. Solemnly, she nodded. “Now. Conjure the choices, John.” An announcent that John followed by pressing that golden plus.
‘Pure water or two variants of water-shadow,’ John analysed the choices before him. ‘Guess that fits with Undine.’ For himself, the choice between the three was clear. Deathwave elental sounded like it would make her a mixture of Siena and Gno, fighting style wise. While having soone with good damage and high tankiness was always useful, it wasn’t worth giving up their main healer for.
Between truewater and abysstide, the latter just sounded more useful. Although John would have been a liar if he said his dick didn’t enter the equation. Having Undine be physically imnse, even if her curves stayed in the current distribution, didn’t sound like it would please him. He had neither a fetish for giantesses nor vore, which was about all that could enable.
Shapeshifting though? Lots of applications for that in the bedroom. That aside, the liquid shadows sounded interesting. Healing at a distance had always been a utility John wished they had. They could sowhat mimic it by having Undine spawn another version of herself and have it go to where healing was needed to be done, but that was very limited in range, speed and the clone used itself up in the process.
It didn’t specify how her range would be improved, but John just trusted Gaia that it would be substantial. Aside from that, it didn’t seem like there would be any defining increase in power. The build in all three cases was the sa as before, Undine switching between a supportive and an aggressive mode. The only real mix-up was that deathwave elental switched the priorities around.
John was fine with this, Undine was a reliable part of the team and he didn’t need her combat style shift in so way. An improvent was welco, that was all he was looking for in this evolution, and it seed like he was getting it.
As much as he wanted to pick abysstide, though, this wasn’t his choice. He looked up from the windows and to Undine, who stood there. Only the drops on her glistening skin moved, slowly going down, to be absorbed back into her by the ti they reached her knees. She was taking her ti thinking about it.
“I choose abysstide,” she finally announced.
“You sure?” John asked, playing devil’s advocate. “This is the last choice you can make. If you are uncertain about this one, like you were going to Tier 2, and you find yourself tornted by this choice, there is no way – not even a reckless one – to fix it.”
“I am certain,” Undine answered swiftly. It must have been exactly this question that she had gone through during the last minute or so. “My problems then were because I was only useful in one way and it bothered . It was exacerbated because I refused to talk about it, to solve it with all of you. Now I can be more than the one to heal you. My body can be a shield. If necessary, my Unleash allows to take an offensive role.” It was a pleasure to listen to her explanation, the beautiful lody of her words intertwining with the calmness of her thoughts and her admission of past faults. “I will happily continue to be your healer. That aside, I don’t want to be as big as a lake.”
“Then we are in agreent.” John smiled and raised his hand. There was a tingle in his spine and a fidgeting in his entire body. Finalizing the evolutionary path of one of his elentals pleased his inner completionism and he couldn’t wait to see how it would pan out. A press of the button and the evolution was decided.
John looked up, just to see Undine dissolve into nurous drops, drifting upwards, which then proceeded to fade completely. “That’s not how that usually looks,” he remarked with a slightly worried tone. Sothing being different about the last evolution was expected, he just wished it didn’t start with her getting Thanos-snapped out of existence.
After several seconds passed with nothing happening, John walked up to where she had been. Testing, he waved his arm around, hoping to hit sothing invisible. Nothing was there. He looked at the floor, hoping to find sothing else there. The grass seed to darken.
“Hey, did you schedule fuck-off rain for today?” Eliza asked.
Rather than waste his ti looking at her, John just looked up to the sky. “No,” he answered, following the rapid developnt of a cloud above. He also took a step backwards, filling the hole in the circle he had left.
The cloud started as a small thing above them, but it only took twenty seconds for it to sprawl out to the edges of the Guild Hall barrier. It had the deep grey colour of a thunderstorm. Not a single bolt of lightning descended, however, nor were there any flashes within the cloud itself. It just roiled above, the surface first calming, then beginning to wave like an upside-down ocean.
It started to rain.
The first drop landed on John’s face, as these things tended to do when they got noticed. With the usual curiosity of man, he raised his hand and waited. Another drop landed on his hand. While it ran down like normal water, its colour was of a strong blue, with grey undertones. A second drop soon joined the first, then a third, fourth, fifth, and so on.
A steadily swelling sound echoed through the Guild Hall as the greyish blue rain grew from single drops to a steady fall to a thick curtain that consud everything. John was drenched to the bone within seconds and was only able to see Rave and Aclysia at either side of him. Everyone else was a silhouette in the rain at best. The fact that it was day was almost completely hidden by the density of the clouds.
It continued to rain for five whole minutes. When John started to consider heading inside, he noticed another oddity. Where Undine had vanished, the water didn’t sink into the ground. Instead, it pooled into an invisible shape. Only now that a pair of feet had ford up to the ankles, did he notice that ongoing gathering. The beginnings of her mark helped in that endeavour.
Red, it started at her right ankle, and wound up her smooth leg as it ford. The colour seed to have intensified, although that could have been an illusion thanks to the darker shade of her main body. As translucent as ever, the greyish blue water condensed into a more viscous fluid.
The shape of her body was much the sa. Wide hips, narrow waist, large breasts, a wonderfully curvy body, as tall as she wanted it to be. The Lover’s Will mark was now pitch black, mainly rising from the background due to its lack of translucency. Right of it, the old scars wound on in their red. The lines were finer than before, branched out more and covered her right arm and leg completely where they had previously stopped at hips and shoulder. Despite that, they seed less intrusive. John realized that they were as see-through as the rest of her, unlike before.
Her head ford last. Full lips, a tad darker than the surrounding area (and sharing their colour with her exposed nipples and pussy), a fine nose, elf-like ears, and eyes of a brilliant gold, surrounded by a normal, white sclera. All sat in a fair face, resting in the usual, lancholic expression.
A noticeable change wasn’t her eyes themselves, but the area around them. The darker, hardened sli that had mimicked lashes and brows looked like proper hairs now, their colour more focused on grey than blue, with a shade running around her eyes like professionally applied mascara. It gave her lancholy a slightly more sinister feeling, emphasizing the gothic image he had found so fitting earlier.
The clouds tore open, the rain going with them. As sunlight touched Undine, horns and hair explosively shaped from her head. The stubby, dark blue things had beco completely black and appeared like antlers of a dium size.
While her hairstyle hadn’t changed much, its body-uniform colour had changed to the darker tones of her brows and lashes. Its lded texture had been softened up, making it sowhat more like regular hair, but still staying close to its liquid origin. The unequal parting and the covering of her right eye had been kept. Where, before, it had split in the lower half, it now fell down her back in a fashion similar to long, straight human hair, ending in slowly narrowing tips.
Undine blinked, narrowed her eyes and looked around. They gave her a few monts to orient herself, monts John used to feast his eyes on her nakedness. While she was no less shiny than before, her skin looking like she spent the whole day oiled up, it seed the unsteadiness of her surface was now gone. It was all smooth and glistening, even her antlers had a dull reflection.
She answered her summoner’s gaze with her own. Her mind reached out to his, to see herself through his eyes. At the sa ti, he saw himself through hers. “I-I can see?” Undine sounded unsure, but as she moved her head and eyes more, the truth of that beca undeniable.
John grinned, that piece of news made him happier than her new appearance. It had never hindered her (or him, for that matter), but the fact that she had been blind had never set well with him. “Seems so,” he announced and ran a hand through his hair to get so of the water out. “I might have to issue a public explanation because of this.”
“I am fucking SOAKED,” Eliza complained, marching over to Salamander and standing next to the endfla elental’s heat. All of the oddly coloured raindrops, hanging around on the grass, went on to beco the usual clear colour of water. “Did you have to do your ‘look at , I am now a SUPER FUCKING HOT GOTH CHICK!’ transformation with that much of a giant scene?! Are you so sort of attention craving edgelord? Are you Siena?” The indirectly insulted shadow spirit just hissed at that.
“It was outside my control,” Undine assured, looking down on her hands and the marks on them. “The scars spread,” she remarked, only for those sa marks to vanish up to her shoulder. Her eyebrows raised slightly, as she eliminated them completely. A mont later, they reappeared. Sliding over the affected areas, she added, “They beca part of . They no longer feel numb.”
‘Doesn’t exactly help the case against the edgelord image,’ John couldn’t help but joke to himself, even if he found this to be another good point overall. “You don’t have to display them anymore, if you don’t want to,” he told her, as Undine lowered her hand, indicating she was done testing.
She shook her head in denial. “They are part of my history and they don’t bother anymore. I will keep them, be it only as a reminder.” She looked good with or without them, so John didn’t mind any of that.
All of a sudden, her surface changed entirely. The hairs went from blueish grey to plain black and her skin to a normal Caucasian skin colour, on the pale, northern side of things. While the red lines and the horns vanished completely in the mont, the brand above her cunt stayed in place. The colour of her eyes also shifted from gold to plain brown.
John went from looking at a very attractive sli girl to a very attractive goth girl, both naked, both with delicious bodies. The faking of the human appearance was complete, from the round ears, to the erect, pink nipples, the individual strands of her hair and the horny blush that took hold of all of her. His dick was entirely fine with this developnt.
Not that she stopped experinting there.
First, Undine went through various adjustnts of her body as it was. Bigger tits, smaller tits, tighter ass, rounder ass, jigglier ass, her height changing through all of it as well. When she was smaller than Sylph and equipped with her usual curves, her other features shifted as well. Hair beca red and differed in the path of the individual strands, skin beca green and ears extended back to the elvish form.
Rather than Undine in any of her forms, he was now looking at a copy of the goblin Worlina. Although the features were all the sa, at least according to John’s mory, her expression and the way she stood were still clearly those of the abysstide elental. “What a peculiar ability,” she said, her voice also the sa, which caused a bit of an uncanny valley mont. “A peculiar ability,” she repeated but now she had the sa voice, albeit not the tone, of the goblin as well.
While Undine continued to transform into several girls present and not present, Gaia, Eliza, Rave, Chemilia, to na only a few, John thought about the applications for this ability. In the bedroom, they were incredibly vast. Absolutely no question about it. In the real world, however, there was a hard limitation.
That being Undine’s acting ability.
Although she had a number of great attributes, Undine was neither used to acting nor did she have the Charisma to really pull that task off. At 20, she was above the normal human, but basically all of that was represented in her attractiveness and, probably, her natural ability as a songstress. When it ca to her character, she had a hard ti striking a conversation with anyone she didn’t know – and barely any interest in doing that either.
In other words, her ability to perfectly mimic the looks and voice of any female didn’t an much if she couldn’t copy a person’s behaviour. There was also the issue of details. Birthmarks under the clothes, for example, couldn’t be accurately copied if Undine didn’t know about them. Using her in stealth missions was not the smartest of calls, therefore. Because most things in the Abyss were locked with magical signatures or just general seals, copying thumbprints or retina wouldn’t do much good either.
There could still be fringe applications. She just wasn’t the perfect infiltrator. That was fine, Siena was doing more than well enough on that front.
Undine morphed back into her regular sli girl shape. “It costs so energy to maintain transformation,” she explained. “Only a very small amount though, I could probably hold it for days. Although I am not sure I could maintain it while sleeping.”
“We’ll test that later,” John said. “First off I want to-“
“Can I suck your dick?” Undine interrupted him with a very sudden and very clear proposal. The question ca along with her flowing in his direction. While her legs stayed where they were, lding together in the movents, her upper body went up to him. “I feel desperate for sothing inside ,” she confessed. No wonder, her Libido had more than doubled. A Stat increase fuelled by the fact that her overall scaling had gone from 6 to 7 per level.
The equally calm and desperate way in which she presented this request, the lust shimring in her golden eyes, made it nigh impossible to refuse. “I would like to run a few practical tests first,” John sohow still managed.
“I can do both,” Undine assured and leaned up to kiss him. Two of her hands cupped his face while a translucent tongue parted his lips. Not that he put up any resistance to that, eting the motion once it was inevitable.
The salty taste had dulled, but was still present behind a tempting, rich sweetness. At the sa ti, her body temperature was now normally that of a human, evident by her not thinking any of it and just kissing him as he was. A change to help in the copying endeavour, no doubt.
While her hands stayed on his face, a second pair started working on his trousers. While her lips were still pressed against his, a second pair pressed against the half-erect cock she pulled out of its confines. While her tongue still wrestled with his, a second one whirled around his head, quickly making sure he was fully erect.
John reached down and instinctively grabbed a horn of Undine’s double. His hand fit nicely between two splits of her antlers. ‘Alright, you can do both,’ he ntally conceded, and the abysstide elental broke the kiss with a slight, victorious smile. John pressed his teeth together as the clone sunk down into a fantastically tight deepthroat. ‘The new shadow parts definitely had their effect,’ he thought to himself.
“What was it you wanted to test first, Master?” Undine asked, while her main body flowed back into its original position. The connection between herself and the clone separated entirely, leaving John with a completely ford sli girl that was sucking him off relentlessly. The telling difference was that only the true Undine had the Lover’s Will mark on her. Sothing they had to consider in combat.
“I want that…” Aclysia mumbled at the side. “So many ways to please Master.”
“IT’S NOT FUCKING FAIR!” Eliza shouted in agreent. “Fucking sli girl biology being able to split and all that bullshit!”
“Okay, before the first test I wanted to do,” John kept as calm as he could, “can you assu the goth girl form with only the clone – and keep the horns?” She could, which ant that John was now balls deep inside a big titty goth harem mber. One that, it was important to ntion, still let the original body standing two steps away feel all the pleasure.
Undine’s lancholic expression was broken by a steady panting, a clear liquid dripping from her crotch. Simply letting loose, John ca deep into her throat. While Goth-Undine’s eyes rolled back and her moans vibrated in the sli around his cock, Real-Undine tried her best to keep her bearings while the seed-fuelled orgasm rolled through her.
It didn’t work all that well, her entire body trembled and the dripping of her cunt intensified.
“Next test,” John continued, almost to get a minor revenge on her. “Does your healing work like before?” It did, the green-tinged sli she created for healing hadn’t changed. She created it with so difficulty, given the nerve-wrecking situation she was in. “Alright, then let’s see the liquid shadow.” The last spurt of John’s sen vanished inside the Goth-Undine, allowing her to concentrate properly.
The abysstide elental took a mont to gather her concentration, then raised her hand. From her palm rose a black mist. So of it drifted out between her fingers and faded on its way to the ground, the rest condensed into a black sphere. Undine looked at it with as much interest as everyone else. Simply following her instincts, she grabbed the sphere. It connected to her body like any liquid. Then, she turned her hand.
It dropped very slowly, like liquid rubber, and didn’t disconnect from Undine’s hand at any point. When it touched the ground, it lded with the water spirit’s own shadow and stayed taut the way it was. In John’s stead, Aclysia walked over and tried to touch the liquid shadow. There was so initial resistance, like putting one’s hand into water, but Aclysia’s hand went through without a problem otherwise. When her hand exited on the other side, a small cloud of black mist followed after the motion. The connection seed thinned out by this. After a couple more tests, the strand broke and dispersed completely into black mist.
John scratched his head with the hand not busy handling the pace at which the clone bobbed back and forth. “How would you heal at range with that?” he asked.
“I am not sure yet,” Undine answered truthfully. She seed to have a rough idea though. Her gaze concentrated on Rave’s shadow. After a few monts, following a few conjuring movents by the abysstide elental, parts of it began to rise. The liquid shadow stretched up by itself and changed. After a little bit, a third fully-ford Undine stood next to Rave. Given that she could form normal sli out of liquid shadow, she would also be able to produce healing sli.
It wasn’t quite the RPG-esque targeted person heal John would have wanted, but this had its own sets of advantages. Particularly after they did so more testing with this. Undine didn’t need to be the one seeing the shadow herself, she just needed to be able to pinpoint its location in relation to herself. Since she was already used to relying on others for her senses, she could use the eyes of all the other familiars to extend her reach by quite a bit.
What she could always do was spawn a clone of herself in the shadow of one of her fellow elentals. Their interconnection made this quite easy. When it ca to the Artificial Spirits, there were so range complications after over a hundred tres. That was also her effective range when it ca to relying on others. Which was quite massive, all things considered.
She didn’t need to create a full clone to heal either. After so experinting, she got quite adept at creating regular sli tendrils from the liquid shadow in a short amount of ti. Those could be used to defend soone or heal them. Like all of Undine’s abilities, the tentacles weren’t that great offensively, the best they could do was lash or strangle, but when it ca to supporting, she had definitely stepped up her presence on the battlefield.
The one disappointnt John found in the ability was that she couldn’t switch which one her original body was. It would have been pretty advantageous if she had been able to relocate her true self whenever it was hard. However, that required body contact between herself and a clone – at least a split second of parts of them being lded.
Regardless, she had much higher Stats, had beco basically every hot girl John could imagine (her shapeshifting was not limited to copying real people) and a much broader toolkit. Also, she was sucking his cock with more enthusiasm than ever, while having retained the ability to place her sensitive areas wherever she wanted.
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