Prompt: The Quicksand Queen (Part 6)
Added 2023-04-08 19:45:45 +0000 UTCSummary: An archeologist gets in over their head exploring a new tomb, but strange magical jewels transformer her into a being made of quicksand with a powerful appetite. Prompt for Someone anonymous. Part 7 will be later this month.
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Part 6
Alex had heard before that the body was a temple, but today it seemed that the old adage would be taken more literally than she ever thought possible. Her body had grown in size and stature to encompass not only the enormous temple, but the land around it. She could feel the stone walls, columns and tapestries as if they were her own skeleton, the sand that flowed within as if it were her own blood. And the ceremonial chamber at the center of the room the heart of the entire operation.
Alex assumed that the experience for the people she had... enveloped... were in a panic over the abrupt way that they were abducted. As their new queen, she would have to assuage their concerns with a careful hand and a gentle way with words. Her mastery over her own amorphous form corralled them all towards the ceremonial chambers so that she could greet them all in person; though her form was the entire temple and then some, she thought about taking on a form that would be more familiar to them, rather than to beckon their attention through an echo-y, disembodied voice.
She decided to greet the people in person; at the head of the chamber, where there sat an empty throne, from the ceiling, a gentle stream of sand began to fall, like sand from an hourglass. The sand curved in the air, wisping around in a localized current as more sand collected and hardened together, moulding into the form of a voluptuous woman, her body beaded with exquisite gems.
From a chest behind her, small pieces of fabric twisted up, joining with the woman as they draped over her. Before long, she had been garbed in robes befitting a sensuous queen, silk robes hugging her curves in a mini-skirt like fashion... all the better to show her skin, embedded with radiant gems. In a matter of moments, Alex the queen of sand had made her presence known, revealing her gem-encrusted form to the people.
The crowd of some dozen people were in an uproar, though as Alex materialized before them, all eyes were on her; the crowd quieted, looking over the statuesque woman of sand and gems. She stood over all of them at a height slightly beyond eight feet tall. They were all transfixed by the swirling pattern, still visible in her robes, that consumed her naval. Their bodies seemed to go slack at the sight of her.
"Hello everyone," Alex began. "As it turns out, I made a big discovery out in the desert, and well... I didn't want to talk about it, so much as I want to make you all a part of it! So if you could just line up single file, and we can... mm?"
There was a stirring in the quicksand. Alex felt it within her. She grimaced, wondering if she had forgotten someone. She focused inwards, feeling around her extended body. Yes, there was one more person, sunken deep in the quicksand, struggling to come to the surface.
Well, that wouldn't do. She focused on shifting the quicksand about beneath her, until a figure rose with it, eyes wide with panic and coughing up sand. Her short brown hair was caked with sand... and as the sand clung to her, Alex could feel her curves.
"Oh! Oh my..." Alex would've felt her cheeks grow flush, had they still been made of flesh. This straggler was a cutey, and, it seemed, Alex had done her dirty. "What's your name, miss...?"
"Hackpth... cough cough... l-let me go, you freak..." The woman glared. Alex took a second look at her, noting her pilot's uniform. There was the musk of gasoline and smoke about her. As more sand brushed away, the nametag read Hannah.
"Ohhh... you're the pilot." Alex clicked her tongue, shifting forward with an elegant glide. "I'm sorry for eating your plane, was that yours? I was just so hungry and... I should do something nice for you..."
Hannah tensed up as Alex approached her, the queen's form was so voluptuous, and her skin, though granular, was soft to the touch. Hannah trembled.
"Wh-what are you doing...?" Hannah wondered aloud. As Alex leaned closer, she opened her mouth, revealing her tongue, looking as though it had received a large gem piercing.
Alex shifted forward to embrace Hannak, her lower body shifting to envelope Hannah and bring her closer, their lips meeting for a kiss. Hannah wanted to push her off, but Alex's grip was strong, and the brushing of the gems upon her bare skin served as a strange relaxant. Hannah moaned as Alex's tongue filled her mouth, a rough tendril sliding down her throat, as sand crept up Hannah's sides.
As the audience watched with entranced gazes, Hannah was quickly enveloped by Alex's form, sand rushing to cover her, and even enter her at various points. Miniature currents of sand, bespeckled with gems, crept along as Hannah's body quivered with a superheated energy. She could feel herself melting in Alex's embrace, yet continually supported throughout the entire process.
The sand subsided... or, perhaps, it sunk back into Hannah, her rapid yet intimate transformation complete. Her uniform had been completely eroded, replaced with jewels and sequins resembling Alex's. Her pronounced chest and hips seemed to be curvier still; she withdrew her head, previously buried in Alex's rotund cleavage, and looked over herself, marvelling at the pretty jewels.
"Wow... this is amazing..." Hannah admired herself. Alex took her hand.
"Now you can be at my side forever!" Alex beamed, her jewel eyes glistening. "I'll need people to attend to my new temple... and to our guests here."
Hannah seemed to understand Alex's intention implicitly... or, perhaps, they were on the same wavelength. Hannah took her first confident steps as a sand woman, approaching someone she had previously recognized as an engineer. From her back, a tendtril tipped with a gem, shifted forward towards the engineer and into his collar, embedding it in his chest. A half dozen more tentacles emerged, shifting towards the spell-bound crowd, each with a gem of their own to implant into each of them.
Alex took a seat on her throne and watched Hannah get to work. With a full team of temple goers at her beck-and-call, she wondered if it was time to take her sermon to a bigger audience...
