On the outside, Grail was a rather rough, brash...terrifying beast to run into due to the fact that he could easily cut someone in two with his tail, and his overpowering figure would be one that easily intimidated. On the outside was a machine that could inflict physical torture better than most meat grinders ever thought of doing. On the inside, however, lurked something more sinister. He knew what he was capable of, and he didn't enjoy it. He found no pleasure in actually harming anything physically. It was on the inside that he found the most pleasure of all, seeing someone breaking down, losing themselves in either maddening pleasure, or extremly sadistic mind fuckery. Oh how he loved the mind fuckery, it was so delicious, so inspiring to see the strongest of men, or women, brought to their knees because of their greatest fears, or their greatest pleasures. He had her sobbing, something that even he thought he may not get her to do. His erection was large, strong...powerful.

Looking over to the being he had summoned from the depths, he began to notice that the large, forboding being began to change, transform if you will into something that was more feminine in nature. The large brain began to transform into nothing but a skull and skin, light-purple hair forming from each of the pores. The outfit around the monster began to change into what would be the normal school uniform of this place. Dark eyes became green, cold, dead lips became full and red...The monster Grail had seeked to use to gain information from was becoming almost it's own sentiant being.

Dressed in the school unoform and wearing small, brown flat shoes, the creature began to sway it's hips, giggling a little bit as it came up behind Christine. "I see you're still needing my help Catherine. I told you to not come to this place didn't I? Didn't you read my letters I wrote to you?" That voice, sweet in tone but yet somehow had a commanding feel to it all as the doppleganger of Harly began to show herself in the light, bending down and running a hand over her cheek. "Catherine...what has happend to you? I've never seen you look so defeated before. What's wrong?"

While the student, Christine, was busily trying to decipher what was going on, Grail had gently snapped his fingers again, and this time another demon emerged in his hand. This creature looked like a small crab, save for the fact the bottom of the creature seemd to be nothing but a giant sucker, while at the top lurked a blood red eye that constantly seemed to be moving around. Grinning, Grail pushed the demon against the wall, making it stick. The red eye continued to constantly move around, but this time it was gazing at the student locked up, constantly scanning her while to her eye, Grail would be gone...and only she and "Harley" would be left in that room.

Harly bent down to the gallow and smiled softly, looking over Christine and shaking her head. "Always getting into trouble...I don't think you'll ever change. As for that monster, well...he proved to be rather civil after getting his ass handed to him Christine...He's gone, and it's just you and me now." She said, and began to unlock the woman from the gallows. After that was done, she raised the bar up from the woman's neck and wrists, letting her slide out. The blob that was at the door, seemed to be replaced with a door now, one in working condition. It would be locked, however, if Christine tried to get to it. "Now Christine...What happend to you? And...is it true what that beast said? That you would rather keep your hair than keep one of my letters?"

The faux Harly would look down at the woman that was pretty much groveling before her feet flash a wicked smile before she knelt down near the girl, gently running a hand through her hair for a moment before that smile faded into a gentle one. She pulled back a bit, so she could kneel down next to Christine and take her cheeks in her hands, gently lifting her face to her. "You're always such a crybaby...It's okay though, I still love every aspect of you that is you." Seeing that Christine was weak from the ordeal, the demon that was masked as Harley would begin to further fuck with the young student's mind.

"I've missed you so much...I know you hate the name Catherine...I only called you that to get a rise out of you. It was cute. Christine..." The fake Harley paused for a moment and then bent her body down, and her head, kissing the top of the student's forehead before leaning back up. "This island...it's changed me...Not...for the worse mind you but...there are some things I just can't resist anymore." Harly said, and then ran her lips down Christine's cheek, and brushing them over her own. "I...I've wanted you Christine...Ever since I left I've wanted to see you again, to touch you. I'm sorry."

Grail was laughing, chuckling and chortling as the scene continued on. Thanks to his little demon pet, Christine would not hear a word of it as Harley professed her feelings to the young student, and, if Christine would happen to look up between Harley's legs, under her skirt, she would see a rather dark patch growing in between her thighs.

The fake Harley blinked a few times as she watched Christine begin to stumble away from her. She sniffed a few times, looking as if she was actually crying before she began to stand up on her feet from her crouched position, looking over at the rather lovely woman across from her, wiping her eyes with the palm of her hand. Wiping away a few tears that had formed, the doppleganger of Harley would stay there, sniffing, wondering what the big deal was.

"Ch...Christine? How could you say that? I know...this situation is weird but...But why can't you accept that it's actually me?" The fake Harley then stomped her foot on the ground, growing with what seemed to be aggitation. She took a step towards Christine, balls clenching up in fists. "You know...you were always like this! You were always stubborn, and didn't listen for your own good. As much as I love you Christine, you were just a stubborn brat who never got what should have come to her! I babied you too much, and now I see that...I was a horrible cousin for protecting you from everything!" She was wailing now, screaming as her body began to change subtley...

"IF you're not going to accept the fact that things are different, then I'm just going to have to show you!" She shouted, groaning as she slid her skirt down, along with her panties...moaning out as something began to slide out from her cunt, a penis, one thick and long sprang right from that pussy of hers. "Christine...they...they change you here! I told you not to come...I can't help it now...they are controling it..." The fake Harley said, all the while Grail stood there, grinning from ear to ear.

((OOC: *sigh* FINE there it is, you happy? I don't want to hear another word out of you unless it includes rape lol <3))

Christine’s gaze was narrowed at the faux-Harley’s face. Watching as the tears formed at the corner of her eyes in a simulation of human emotion, their glossy emerald color shining as the wetness spread, breaking the barrier of her lids before rolling effortlessly down her smooth cheeks. A part of Christine felt immense remorse and guilt for what she had said, but nothing made sense to the student anymore, and she had every right to be apprehensive. The student jumped as Harley went from pitifully sad, to aggressive, stomping her brown shoes into the ground. The student’s eyes wandered up to Harley’s though there was no physical push, the aggravation that emitted from Harley was enough to force Christine back, propped up onto her elbows.

The woman’s face twisted in anger as she went off in a spiel about how stubborn Christine was. Her words fell upon deaf ears, and the student watched, her heart breaking with every second when she realized how cruel this situation truly was. Watching to normally docile features of her cousin hardening to stone and anger. Her eye brows arching and retracting as she wailing and screamed into the dampened air. What could she say? What was there left to say? However, if there had been nothing to say before, Christine was about to be left speechless for sure as the woman slid down her skirt and panties, a large cock spouting from her glistening lips.

The student’s eyes widened in consternation, she was both intrigued and disgusted by the apparel that faced her. She stared at it in amazement, and her eyes rose back up to Harley’s and back down to the throbbing cock that faced her. “They change you…” the words echoed through the student’s mind as she lay there, still propped on her elbows, stunned at what she’d just seen. Her mind was in a torrent, recalling every bit of speech Harley had just said. Her logic was screaming not to believe, but her loneliness, her endless searching for the woman began to play with her mind. She let a hand run through her locks, griping tightly in thought. “You’re not my cousin…You can’t be.” She finally said, having to hear herself say it, in order to fully believe it.

((FORCED SEXUAL INTERCOURSE!!!!! <3))

The fake harley began to groan, moaning as that fem-penis began to throb, pulsate with each and every second that it was exposed to the air. The female that was now becoming a skewed image of what Christine remembered her by continued sobbing, breaking down like a mad woman as she took another staggared step towards the confused student. Stopping just a few feet away, the woman began to violently shake, her body bending over, twisting a bit as she gripped onto her massive fem-dick, stroking that shaft and rubbing it vigorously as she continued to wail at Christine. "What do you mean?!" She screamed like a pouting child, moaning and shaking visably in front of Christine.

Like a deranged lunatic, the fake Harley began to fill the darkened room with laughter. The high pitched squeal filled the empty space that surrounded them all before she began to cry once again. "You're right! I'm not your cousin! I'm not the girl that took all that abuse from your father all those years all so that you didn't have to!" She went from crying to laughing effortlessly, as if the fake woman's mind was split in two. She lifted her leg once again and then slammed it foward, aiming to push it past Christine's head to slam the sole of her shoe against the wall behind the student, that fem-cock getting dangerously close to Christine's face. "Years of torment! Rape! All so you wouldn't go through it you ungrateful little brat! And to think I used to love you!"

With that the heavenly, yet psychotic visage of Harley's face and body began to ripple, flesh cracking and ripping as tentacles began to burst entirely from the orifaces of the fake Harley's body. The fake woman's body now was exposing tentacles from her mouth and asshole, the slimey appendages slamming into the ground as the last shreds of what seemed like a human began to fade as the fake Harley was becoming nothing more but a mass of tentacles.

Writhing and twitching, screaming out an unholy sound that could only be described as a woodchipper slowly engulfing the very hippy that was sent to destroy it, the monstrousity that was once the fake Harley continued to whip around, tendrils and goo flying in every which direction as Christine stood up and ran. The creature turned, a smooth, curved appendage started to emerge from the top of it's naked chest. The surfboard like appendage grew for nearly a foot before stoping, two large, white eyes blinking to life. Towards the bottom of the beasts unnatural head, a large, round circle began to form before several dozen teeth began to jut out, sticking directly in a horizontal, instead of veritcal, shape. The creature took a powerful step foward, shaking the room before those tendrils that continuously twisted and churned gave chase to the young student.

Grail grinned from the corner of the room, seeing the young female running towards the imaginary door. She would soon find, however, that the door was completely and utterlly unopenable. If she were to put her hands on the knob, she would once again, in reality, be sticking her hands into that strange, jello like monster that she tried to defeat before when she tried to escape. He took a step foward, still not interfering in what was to come, but only would release the shackles on the rather odd X shaped platform that was standing up, perhaps getting it ready for use, depending on what that creature would do to her.

The fear coming from the student was overpowering. Grail hadn't felt thi sastisfied in ages. He laughed, bellowing as the scene continued to erupt in front of him. At that moment, however, he had a lapse in thought. Did he actually enjoy the students themselves? Or did he enjoy just the fear and the desperation that they gave off. Was he gay? Was he a sex hungry monster? Or a complete psychopath that would rather see a woman urinate herself out of sheer terror? He blinked a few times, heavy eyelids closing over those black coals of his. Taking in a deep breath he approached her, watching as she was taking on one of the most fearsome things he had ever imagined thinking up.

Watching the woman fall to her knees in frustration, anger, and over all madness it seemed, Grail stepped foward once again, holding a hand out to the beast that was lashing it's way towards her as fast as it could. The beast froze, still alive, still moving, but making no advances towards the woman on the ground. The lizard man, however, stepped up towards her, staying a few feet away. "Think this is a gam you filthy tramp? Fear is the thing that drives the nasty peices of trash that you are. Now, are you prepared to face your fear, and become my toy, or do you want your fear to over come you, and have your worst nightmares come true?"

The question was asked, and Grail held his fingers out, threatening to snap if the woman would not answer quickly.

Grail stood there for a moment, looking down at the rebelious student for a moment through unbreaking black eyes. His tail swished around in the air for a moment, the appendage sounding like a knife cutting through the wind in the stale, dank room. "If that is your choice then, Catherine." He said, smirking a little as he knew that would get her just a little bit more fired up. He turned his back towards her, snapping his fingers once again before he would start to walk back over towards that X that was sitting in the middle of the room, the light shining on it.

"If at any time you wish to end your torment, and submit to me...Do say so..."

And with that time would seem to unfreeze from the position it once was in. The tentacled mass would begin it's trecherous, leacherous lunge towards the unprotected student that, like most, hid her fear through her stubborness, her pride. Grail could only chuckle to himself as he watched from a distant as those tentacles began to slide over the student's body, engulfing her it would almost seem until Grail could not see anything but the student's limbs hanging out from the mass of slimey, gooey appendages...