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Celia took a deep breath, then, with all the strength in ther drider legs, leapt bodily against Rena, wrapping her arms around the orc-monter's neck, clenching her wrists together. Rena roared as Celia tried to push the magic into her friend, all eight spider legs flailing behind her as the massive neck and shoulders twisted this way and that. Rena's thick skull battered against Celia, her six unblinking spider eyes forced to watch every time the massive jaw impacted against her. She clenched her original eyes shut, teeth gritting as she tried to keep her grip and keep pushing at the same time, the sheer intensity of Rena's fury seeming to resist her magic.
She felt Rena begin to shrink, and Celia tried to adjust her grip, but the slack allowed Rena to jerk Celia around even more violently. Rena lurched forward, Celia bouncing off Rena's new, even more impressive chest, and Celia found herself staring down at Rena as the orc-monster ducked her head down. Celia's heart froze in her chest as she saw herself falling toward the drool-glistened fang, and even her heightened reflexes couldn't get her all the way clear. Time seemed to slow as celia watched Rena's fang close the distance to her most outside spider-eye, neatly gouging it out as she fell back against Rena's shoulder. Even through the stinging pain, Celia cinched her arms around Rena's neck, feeling the slipping-rope feeling as she tried to calm her friend down. Without a moment's hesitation, she fed her last parcel of power into Rena, any thoughts of abolishing her blasphemous form obliterated in the intensity of her desire to help her friend.
"C'mon, Rena!" Celia yelled as she flailed about her friend's neck, trying to ignore the blood coming out of her eye. "Wake up! Snap out of it!"
She could feel Rena shrinking, feel the wide ridge of her neck starting to slim down. "Rena!" Celia called out again. "Remember us! Remember your friends!"
"Snap out of it, meathead!" Copperpot joined in, ducking as a few of Celia's spider-legs flailed through the air near her.
"Y-yeah!" Jillian echoed. "You're still under contract, remember!"
Celia clenched her arms together as hard as she could, only the inhumanly thick bands of muscles keeping her from concern of choking Rena. The snarls and snorts were still deafening, but getting lower and lower in frequency. Celia managed to lurch her abdomen againsh Rena and clamped on as tightly as she could with the spider legs, the hard black appendages sinking into the ichor to clamp down against as much of Rena's torso as she could reach.
"I... I think it's working!" Jillian cheered from behind Celia, watching as Rena's enormous tusks and long ears began to wither.
Celia just hugged her friend's neck tighter, feeling the jutting muzzle sinking back into Rena's face. Finally, after what felt like an eternity to Celia, the grunts seemed to lose their feral roughness, returning to Rena's normal timbre as she groaned and muttered. Celia felt the slipped-rope feeling one more time, and knew she'd used up all the powers of the Maag. Whatever state Rena was in, Celia could do no more. Rena's head slumped forward on Celia's shoulder, and Celia let go of Rena's neck. She let go of Rena to examine her, only to jerk in place when she tried to move. Looking down at herself, Celia realized she'd gotten just as stuck in the ichor as Rena had.
"Um, girls...?" Celia asked, twisting her upper torso around to a degree that surprised even her, "I, uh, I think I'm stuck."
"How's Rena?" Copperpot said, seemingly unconcerned with Celia's predicament.
"I think... I think she'll be okay," Celia said, looking at the peaceful if discomforted expression on the unconsious giant's face.
"...I've seen smaller frost giants," Jillian said, hands on- or rather in- her wide hips.
"But... she'll be Rena when she wakes up," Celia said, stroking Rena's hair with her hand. "I'm sure of it..."
"...So how do we get her out of this mess?" Copperpot asked, sticking a toe in the viscous ichor.
"Er... I think I can help," Jillian said, backing up and turning her enormous stomach to the side so she could look down at the floor, all the beetle parts and ichor where she'd been standing completely eaten away down to the floor.
"...Geeze," Copperpot said, looking at the empty spot on the ground.
"It's not that bad, really," Jillian offered, her face shimmering in what Celia guessed was the gelatinous version of a blush.
"...Just so long as you can eat it without eating *us*..." Celia said, remembering the ring-like burns at the base of each inger on her right hand.
"Er, okay, lemme see..." Jillian said, sliding over next to Rena and Celia, her enormous stomach pressing up against them. Celia could feel the cool, slick texture of Jillian's pseudo-flesh, but at least this time there was no burning feeling associated with it. She watched with morbid fascination as Jillian began absorbing everything- the ichor, the beetle corpses, even the spare bits of rena's armor that had broken off in her growth. She pressed up against Rena, a contented smile parting her face ase she ate, her hips, rear, and bust seeming to fill out as she consumed more. Eventually Jillian went to the other side of the mess, Rena's right arm hanging free from the ichor. Ceilia manage to get her legs free and turned herself around so Rena could drape over her large spider abdomen. Celia had no illusions of being able to carry the enormous half-orc, but between her eight legs and broad abdomen she thought she could at least drag her out of the ichor.
Jillian finished eating away the ichor holding Rena's other arm to the wall and she slumped forward, Celia's arachnid knees creaking as she felt the sudden weight land on her. Looping Rena's massive arm around her torso, Celia began trying to pull Rena out of the ichor, all eight legs digging into the stone floor as she pulled. Even Copperpot tried to help, grabbing one of Rena's massive hands under her arm and pulling. Finally, through Jillian's eating and her and Copperpot's pulling, Celia managed to drag Rena's semi-consious body out of the ichor, rolling her over onto her back in the middle of the hallway.
"Rena... Rena, can you hear me...?" Celia asked, leaning over her friend. "Er, Jillian, you can stop eating now," She added, casting a sideways glance to the slime-girl still rubbing her bloated front against the walls of the tunnel.
"Oh," Jillian said, seemingly aware of what she was doing for the first time. "Right."
Celia splayed her spider legs out again, lowering her arachnid half enough to where she could stroke Rena's forehead. "Rena... Rena, wake up..."
Copperpot arched a brow and put her hands on her hips. "...Seriously? You've been travelling with meathead longer than we have, and that's how you're trying to get her up?"
"Er, well, I didn't-"
Without waiting for the response, Copperpot leaned back in a deep breath, causing an impressive rise in her bosoms, before throwing herself forward with both hand cupped to the sides of her mouth.
"WAAAAAAAAKE UUUUUUUUUUP!" The yell reverberated up and down the corridor, loud enough to make Celia jump back.
Rena flinched, her eyes fluttering as she rolled her head back and forth.
"Unnngh..." She moaned, squinting her eyes. "Where am I? What's my tab? Did I hurt anyone?" She blinked a few times, opening her eyes and looking at Copperpot, her eyes popping wide as her brows furrowed.
"What in the- where in the nine hells did you get those!?" She exclaimed.
Coppepot snorted. "Same place you got those," She said, nodding her head towards Rena's own mountainous bust. Rena looked down, her eyes widening enough that Celia feared they'd roll out of her head.
"What in the hells-!" She started, then dropped her head back to the ground, shutting her eyes. "I'm still drunk, that's it. I've had this dream before, only I was in the gladiator arena and my brothers were watching."
"I'm afraid it's all real," Celia said, putting a hand on Rena's enormous shoulder.
Rena pulled back a bit when she looked over to Celia, her fear and surprise quickly turning to confusion. "You too?" She asked, bringing a huge hand up to rub her head.
"Copperpot's the most normal looking out of all of us, so far," Jillian said, standing sideways so she could see Rena past her enormous bosom.
"...At least you're smaller," Rena said as she heaved herself into a sitting posisition. "Sort of."
"Well, a temportary inconvenience," Jillian said. "Now that we're all ourselves again, Celia can use the Maag to finish fixing us up."
"Um..."
Jillian's head whipped to Celia, her features wobbling slightly from the quickness of the motion before they settled. "I know that 'um'," She said in a flat tone.
"I... I told you," Celia said, backing up, "I only had so much power..."
"But you've got *some* left... right?" Jillian said, surging toward Celia.
"I- um- well..." Celia said, putting her hands up. The "parcel" in her mind, the conduit to the gods, felt completely empty. She did feel a stronger bond now, and she had no doubt her magic was stronger, but to so radicaly and permanently alter her friends? Was it at all possible?