At the moment, December is suspended upside-down with her cock dribbling down across her chest and breasts, her body covered in sweat and hot water and her own seed. Torb's been getting more enthusiastic over the last couple hours. There's still a tentacle in her throat, but that's a minor problem. 

Hi, she sends to the slimegirl. Mayu, I presume?

Mayu blinks, as if only just noticing December. "Oh! I hadn't noticed you there. Um, hi! Yeah, I'm Mayu. Torb's been telling you about me?" She smiles widely and squirms on the tenta-cock inside her.

I guess you could say that, December sends. They're quite enthusiastic.

It's annoying she can't cast Identify with a cock in her throat. 

Torb, I need to be able to talk for a second.

Torb is confused! December is clearly able to talk perfectly fine already! 

It slows its pace a little, even as it reaches out a tentacle to gently pat Mayu's head. 

Mayu smiles brightly. "Yeah, it's what I like about them. They're very good at getting the intensity I like." She strokes the tentacle around her waist softly.

"So, um. I was wondering... where are we?" She goopifies and reforms facing the other direction, out towards the distant Earth. "Very pretty scenery, I have to say."

Lunabella, December sends. On the Moon. That's Earth below us. You're probably from another plane though, so probably none of that means anything to you.

She clenches absently on the cocks inside her. Torb, I don't want a cock in my throat right now, she Sends, since apparently she wasn't explicit enough.

Well why didn't she just say so?

Torb withdraws the tenta-cock in December's mouth. 

"Yeah, none of that means anything to me. Sorry." Mayu shrugs slightly and spreads her hands, and absently ripples around the tentacle inside her, stimulating it with waves of gelatinous goo.

December takes a breath of air, sighs, and wriggles her hips a bit. 

"Identify," she snaps out.

Mayu Nuru

Slimegirl known for exploring the Pink and mapping its many tentacle pits. Something of a connoisseur, tentacles-wise.

Magical Qualities: Amorphous, Psionics (~Rank 1)

Affinities: Water, Life, Body

Main Residence: None

Faction: Tentacle Princess

Major relations: Torb (Fuckbuddy)

Disposition: Amicable and Horny

Mayu turns and looks behind her. "Who, me?"

"It's a spell, don't worry about it." December sighs, and quietly comes again, another thick rope of seed spilling down across her chest and staining her breasts. 

"Okay!" Mayu smiles and slurps up to the side of the pool, dragging along Torb's tentacles. She splooshes a little into the hot water, then reforms as if leaning on the edge of the pool, chin in her palm. 

"So, like, you seem to be getting along pretty well with Torb."

"Like I said, they're enthusiastic." December closes her eyes for a long moment as aftershocks roll through her, another small dribble of seed spilling out down her chest as Torb's tentacles stroke off her dick. 

"That's good! That probably means all the others that have disappeared through the rift are doing just fine too." Mayu grins wide.

"Others?" 

December frowns as best she can while upside-down being fucked. 

"Oh, it wasn't a huge amount of the Pink. There's maybe a couple hundred tentacle orbs floating around in places now? It's alright, most of them are pretty friendly like Torb here." She pats its side. "And if everyone's as enthusiastic as you are, I'm sure everything will go just fine!"

That does not sound like everything is going to be just fine!

Well, she can always check. 

"Augury. Am I personally needed to deal with the whole tentacle orb situation?"

Yep!

Oh, phooey.

"Prooooooobably we should do something about all those other tentacle orbs," December says. 

"... Yeah, probably."