A/N: SUPER NSFW WARNING HERE. TENTACLE SEX/KINKS ABOUND.

Spanking, First Time, Double/Triple Penetration and plenty more. Again, you are warned.

Chapter 3: Bait and Switch

Everything meaningful in Elsa's life was leading up to now. The time she would save her younger sister from her own terrible mistake. Almost three years of retreating away in her room would finally serve a meaningful purpose. Her sacrifice would bear some fruit. Even if her sister turned out to pay half that price. Things were easy enough to justify for her: she needed to bury herself in her studies into this other world until a solution became clear. That was, until she saw Anna's crying face. The truth of how long she had chosen to run away was done waiting, and finally decided to give her a hard, unapologetic slap in the face. How could she ever think this would be simple? Just explain all of this away, and the years of separation would just vanish. So foolish.

This plan was still very much a long shot. Elsa would have to pull the being out and force it through the portal on her own. Right after it was done with her, no less. Relax. This was for Anna. That was far stronger than anything it could do to her.

Deep breath. "Alright. Anna, Are you ready?" Elsa stood facing the edge of the bedroom . Hands out planted against the bedroom wall. Gown ready to slip right off.

Looking back, she could see a blushing Anna disrobing down to her vibrant green underwear. In their anxiety at least, they were one and the same. "I- I think so? They're still sort of- asleep." She looked around to the pairs of boneless limbs now hanging limply on each side. "So, do I have to, you know- get off?"

"Nothing as far as that. Some- exciting thoughts should be enough to rouse them." Anna closed her eyes, yet Elsa could see no less worry or discomfort in her expression than before. Her instructions appeared to have the desired effect: the tentacles started to literally fill with life force, changing from a dead, toxic green to a bright, livelier shade. Even as this happened, there was no great spurt of movement as Elsa expected. If anything, they seemed to droop further down, all the way onto the carpet.

Ah. In their lethargic state, they had elected to take the low road. Before Elsa was completely ready, no less. She quickly slipped off and tossed the bathrobe aside, pretending not to notice the expression she caught on Anna's face. Her body now rendered completely bare, though her sister could only see from behind. It was hard not to feel exposed, regardless.

Looking down, Elsa could see them crawling closer to her, inch by inch. When she discovered the being would likely take this form along with the fact that interacting with it would be required, Elsa attempted some- supplementary research into how such an encounter might play out. The results were- discouraging, to say the least. The majority depicted some kind of fiend taking some poor woman by force. Everything Elsa read indicated this would be different, yet there was enough uncertainty to create unease.

Woah! One of them was reaching around her right ankle. It felt- almost like another person's skin would, perhaps softer. After a moment of stillness, the tendril worked it's way up, wrapping around her leg. Past her shin. Then, her knee. Then-

Ah! The movements on her thighs were felt more intense than she expected. Over the past few weeks, perhaps even months, Elsa had tried to ignore all of her primal desires. Not such a difficult task at the time, with exams around the corner, a dissertation to complete and an occult plan to prepare. Now, with a few teasing motions, it was clear those desires had gone nowhere. The tentacle reached around her hip, then finally came to a stop.

Or did it? While it's advance certainly stopped, Elsa could feel her whole leg caressed as the coiled tendril swayed gently; up, and down. Nerves began to tingle, excitement echoed back and forth around her whole body. A feverish heat began to spread on her skin, centering around the movements stimulating her leg. How did something so alien provoke such desire in such a short time? This was just one of them.

No sooner than the thought occurred, the second one made it's move. Climbing up her other leg with just a single loop, this one wasn't even slowing down at her hips. Elsa wasn't exactly surprised that it wound around her torso all the way up to her face. The surprise came when it eased right through her cleavage to get there. She barely even noticed until it pressed against each of her breasts. It must have expanded once it finished progressing up along her body. That shouldn't really have been unexpected. A being dedicated to providing then extracting as much pleasure as possible of course should be able to adapt its shape on the fly. Impressive.

The very tip of that tentacle acted in a far less artful or technical manner. Prodding around her lips, looking for an opening. So far, it hadn't attempted to force one, while Elsa couldn't bring herself to make things easy so soon. Really, her stubbornness could easily risked the entire plan, but her instincts decided to speak for her. After a split second of panic, curiosity started to well up. How would the being react to this adversity? Surely this token resistance wouldn't deter it so easily. Perhaps it would choose an alternate route?

Or it would wave the tip in front of Elsa's face, as though it was a charmed cobra. How anticlimactic. What was even happening here? Was it trying some hypnotic move? Elsa felt far too strong for such a cheap trick. Then- then- there was something in the air. Something sweet, yet cool. Irresistible. Elsa leaned her head in closer. Could it really be-

The sweet smell of chocolate. Not just any kind though, there was a strong mint flavour. All of Elsa's worries and problems were for a fleeting moment lost in a sea of nostalgic elation. How long ago was it that someone made her that hot drink just the way she liked it? Right, when she found one outside her door that had gone cold. After the move. Did she even deserve to have Anna in her life? Elsa was supposed to be doing this for Anna, but maybe it was too late-

"Ahh!" Elsa gasped. The being had little interest in Elsa's inner turmoil, and chose another bold move. The first tentacle resting on her hip crept up and now rested right in the centre of Elsa's lower lips. It felt unfair. A simple one-two with the lightest of touches on her soft spot overrode any ability to seal her soft lips against the being's attempt to invite itself inside. Her mouth lay wide open for a good few seconds. The grand entrance Elsa anticipated never seemed to arrive. Perhaps that was simply a mistaken impression she was lead to. Instead, the tip edged forward past her teeth tepidly if anything. Before it could reach her throat, it landed on Elsa's tongue, gliding back across the ridge. As the tips parted, Elsa felt that was more than just a tease. Something was left in her mouth. Liquid, yet thick. Like a syrup. Elsa felt compelled to roll it around her tongue like a fine wine. It became obvious why.

Vanilla toffee. Or something exactly like it. How many times had Anna nagged her to try some? Spending time with her was always so difficult for Elsa after what she did. Yet Anna managed to win it through sheer persistence. One taste, and they never looked back. Only that taste was already fading in her mouth. Elsa could see the tentacle tip hanging in front of her, drenched in in more fluid. The connection couldn't be more clear. This being somehow played her like a fiddle. Elsa didn't care.

With hopeless longing, she reached out with her tongue, rolling it around the green, sodden tip. Taking in every last drop she could reach. Relishing in the saccharine taste of her past and present. The mounting satisfaction was more than she could now contain.

"Ahhhhhh!" A longer, deeper moan than the last escaped her, not to mention one more of her own accord. The more time passed, the more curious this being became. Was this an Eldritch horror from a place beyond anyone's comprehension, or an expert lover, knowing all the right notes to hit to provide the feeling of divinity? The latter part became slightly less certain the being advanced all the way into Elsa's mouth, stopping short of her throat.

The enticing taste was gone, leaving Elsa with- an experience. One too unfamiliar to describe in any concise way. One requiring experimentation. She rolled her tongue around the tip and onwards, truly feeling the shaft now there were no other distractions. For the most part, the tendril allowed Elsa to continue the work, only adjusting position to accommodate Elsa's rising vigour. Then, rolling right off to let her find a new spot to start from. Tongue and tentacle danced off each other, each move faster, more excited than the last.

Intensity was building up elsewhere as well, something Elsa noticed. The tentacle working up the region between her legs felt faster, more intense. Most noticeably, there was more pressure than before. How long was it since the teasing began? Five minutes, ten? Time seemed to dilate when pleasure greeted every corner of her body, and every sense felt more acute. So, as Elsa felt every back and forth movement of the lower tentacle against her, she most certainly noticed it stopping. Followed by a seemingly gentle prod.

She knew this was only a matter of time. Until she wanted this so badly the being would feel compelled to give it. How did Anna feel about all this? She was right there, standing maybe three metres behind her. How difficult must this be to watch? Her own sister, granted almost every possible desire of the flesh for the first time ever. All while Anna had a front-row seat to all of it. Would she avert her senses or not? Elsa didn't want to turn around and find out, and she couldn't be certain on her own. She knew in her place, Elsa couldn't bear the thought of her sister being as risk. The problem was that while Elsa loved Anna dearly, she perhaps didn't know her, especially on more mature matters. Once again, Elsa needed to remind herself that Anna was an adult now, so it was only right to treat her like one. That started with letting Anna choose what was right in her heart for this situation.

There were more pressing events for Elsa to deal with. The lower tip began to slide back and forth again, this time to ease its way inwards. Each sliding push elevated Elsa's heart, pushed her lungs ever harder. The swishing movements slowed to a halt, leaving the tendril to slide further inwards. Send more hot sparks of ecstasy around her body. Every little move came with the expectation of some great discomfort that never came to pass. There were things Elsa heard about the first time, and even more that she had imagined. All of it turned out to be heavily exaggerated, if not outright false.

This was amazing.

For some reason, the first thing that came to Anna's mind was that expression about car crashes. Don't want to look, but you just can't resist.

This thing. The thing that she just found out was alive and sleeping inside her body was now doing her sister. Right in front of her, no less. Anna wanted to look away. To imagine she was doing anything else in the world right now. The problem was that the situation very much made her a captive audience. At least, Anna told herself that. Even just a couple of metres away, there were more than a few ways to avert her senses.

The only problem was whenever she tried, her imagination decided to fill in the blanks of what her sister was experiencing. When she closed her eyes, her mind's eye filled her with all kinds of lewd ways that her sister and her forced passenger were enjoying each other's company. Once she started to hear Elsa's aroused moans, they echoed throughout Anna's head, no matter how much she tried to drown it out. When the being made its way into Elsa's second orifice, the intensity in front of her became too much to contain. Her whole body felt like it was shaking. Anna wanted the same intense pleasure her sister was having. She wanted to be there, taking part.

Only that was wrong. Wasn't it? Every inch of her body told her that sisters weren't supposed to love each other like that. Even if the only thing they truly had in the world was each other. Even if every reason she thought she might hate Elsa turned out far from true. Even if she knew she'd do the exact same thing for Elsa, were their positions reversed. There were certain things you just didn't do. Yet for all of this, Anna couldn't come up with a single satisfactory why. Love came in all different forms; their current situation proved that more than anything. They were both adults who could choose for themselves. Besides, who would it be hurting? Elsa and her-

WHAM! The loud whipping sound abruptly ended Anna's internal debate. She missed the exactly took place, but the results were clear to see. The third of Anna's tentacles joined the fray in an aggressive fashion, leaving a distinct red mark stretched all the way across Elsa's soft, pale hind. Okay, that was crossing the line.

"Oh no you don't!" Anna yanked the offending tentacle back towards her. Whatever this thing thought it was doing, clearly there were some boundaries that needed to be set.

"Anna-" she heard Elsa gasp. Elsa turned her head to face her, tentacle freshly withdrawn from her mouth, a strand of saliva trickling down. This went completely against how Anna saw her elder sister. It certainly didn't help the uncomfortable feelings she was trying to deal with not moments ago. "Stop, Anna. Stop. It's okay."

"Okay? That thing hit you!" Anna almost glared into Elsa, as though she was the one struck. "Who knows what else that thing will try now."

For a split second, Elsa broke eye contact. "Don't worry about it, Anna. I know these beings. It won't harm me, I promise."

Anna shook her head, trying to make sense of what Elsa said. "Hello? It just struck you!"

"Well- yes. But-" Elsa's face somehow managed to reach an even deeper shade of red. "I liked it."

Those three words were enough to cause Anna's brain to stall out. She barely noticed the tentacle wriggling out of her grip and returning to Elsa's soft cheeks. Circling around, landing a series of smaller blows on the skin. Each one bringing out a louder, higher muffled moan of pleasure than the last. A side of Elsa that Anna never imagined existing, much less her ever seeing. A taste that Elsa wasn't ashamed to defend. Or she was too aroused to care about the consequences. Anna still felt slightly on edge about what the creature might do next, but another thought sounded more strongly.

If Elsa can be honest with what she wants, why can't I? Her sister was beautiful to a fault. Always had been. The few times Anna got to see her sister in more recent years, she couldn't help but admire her figure, even if she did envy how much more Elsa filled out. After years of desperately hoping some part of Elsa still loved her, Anna found out all of her did, more than she could ever imagined. Hell, Elsa's response to breaking into her room was to apologise for what a bad sister she was.

After all the misery she went through over the years, Anna almost instinctively stepped in the moment she thought Elsa was in trouble, in pain. She wanted nothing but joy for her sister, even in the most intimate of ways.

In that moment, she started to see the tentacles not as an intruder in her body, but as an extension of herself. She could feel it. The pleasure filtering through the creature into her. That couldn't be an accident. Unless the feelings coming from her sister were too strong for it to contain. The room started to feel hot, and Anna couldn't seem to stop herself from slipping her last remaining clothes from her body. She would really rather be in Elsa's place, for multiple reasons. They was no reason she couldn't help from where she was. After all, Elsa did say that the being needed to be overwhelmed with pleasure, didn't she?

After easing its way into the second opening to overwhelming approval from Elsa, it was difficult to believe anything could surprise her any more. Then the third tentacle made a move on her, and Elsa learned she could still surprise herself. The initial strike still left a slight burning sensation across her rear. That only left her wanting more. Did this being know her better than she knew herself? Perhaps it could perceive her pleasure centres in a way no human could. Even at this point, the creature was more fascinating than anything else.

For the time being at least, there were no more surprises in store, A comfortable yet exhilarating rhythm rocked Elsa's mouth and hips, filling her completely in both body and mind. Back and forth, each thrust setting her ablaze a little more than the last, making her heart work even harder to keep up. Light hits on her hind blurred the line between pain and pleasure. Eyes drifting upwards towards the ceiling as she let all of it take her. The point of no return arrived.

All of her muscles pulled in different directions, seemingly unsure of how to deal with sensations experienced. Tentacles worked in tandem, completely and uttering filling her up. Pushing further and further, yet never beyond her limit. With the heat at its zenith and a pressure building up past its breaking point, each tentacle pushed in yet a little further, holding firm as the Elsa wailed in delight, her soft spot gushing out by the tendril onto the floor. A warm glaze of sweat made itself more apparent as Elsa lost herself in the satisfaction given to her. Sadly, the being didn't seem to be able to provide the physical comfort she craved right now. Even with the warmth cradling her entire being, Elsa still desired that of another at this moment. The creature was better suited for the ascent than the descent; hardly a surprise. For now, it appeared to be retracting back towards their source.

No, Elsa knew she could take another round. If she was aware of that, then the being would no doubt be aware of that fact as well. Furthermore, if it could harvest yet more pleasure then it most certainly wouldn't be ready to forced out of Anna as they planned. There were still a few things she imagined it could have in mind, but-

Urgh. An intense dizziness started to grip her head. No amount of air seemed to relieve Elsa of it, and holding her balance seemed harder by the second. The only option Elsa had left was to lay back on her soft carpet before she collapsed. Light shining in her eyes, the spinning in her head finally seemed to slow to a halt. How was Anna doing? Slowly, Elsa mustered the strength to turn her head up and see Anna-

Pleasuring herself? Anna was standing there with her eyes closed, naked as Elsa was, running one set of fingers between her lower lips, while the other caressed her breast. When Elsa actually stopped to listen, she could hear gentle moans coming from her sister. Was everything that Anna saw arousing her? It certainly couldn't have hurt.

How should Elsa respond? Demanding that Anna stop would fly in the face of her promise to treat her like an adult. She wanted to say that what she saw made her uncomfortable, but she couldn't quite bring herself to in her current state. After all the happiness Elsa cost her sister, stopping her now just felt unfair. The truth of the matter was that Elsa couldn't possibly hope to make the feelings Anna felt go away, if they already endured all the years of strain.

Later. They would have to talk about it later. The being seemed to be preparing for the second round. Elsa only just noticed now how differently it seemed to be acting. All pretense of measured, careful movements were abandoned as it snaked around her body faster than she could keep up. Looking closer, Elsa could swear the tentacles were glowing now as well.

Everything seemed to happen all at once. As best Elsa could tell, one of the tentacles wrapped itself around both her ankles, hoisting them up and around her body. In one swift, precise movement her hips were sticking up into the air, while her legs stretched down in front of her to around her head. Ripe for the taking. Did the being prefer this kind of position? It probably couldn't see. Though this was probably ideal for the perfect penetration.

Or not? Elsa felt the grip on her ankles start to loosen. She gasped, as her legs started to slip back. Was it toying with her? Just as it leg her legs loose, Elsa grabbed on with her hands. Did she really just choose to hold this compromising position on her own? It all seemed like a weird trick the being played on her. Something confirmed not two seconds later.

No sooner than her legs were released, the tendril jumped back in, binding Elsa's wrists to her legs. She was stuck there now. Her rational side assured her that no matter how strong this being was now, it wouldn't continue to hold her there. Her curious, aroused half really wanted to see what it would try at this point. What other boundaries remained to be pushed.

Something on her back. Two things, in fact. Tentacles running all the way from her neck to her soft rear made themselves known. They did provide some relief to her back, but their intended target was clear. Elsa could just about see one of them turning about, facing downwards. Pressing on her-

No. There? Already? There was little point in denying it. The being was gunning for her other, narrower entrance. The tentacle in question preparing itself appeared narrower than usual, but still. Pressure began to mount. There was a strange wetness. The being may have no sense of human propriety, but did it have to do this so soon?

It wasn't really a matter of how this would feel or how much it would hurt. This creature seemed to have a razor sharp sense of what Elsa enjoyed, and what her limits were. The real question was: what did this say about her? Elsa hardly considered herself a prude, though at the same time she never even considered the possibility that she could be this out there when it came to sexuality. How long had she been liked this? Anna was right there. What would she think-

Gah! Elsa's other first time was all welcome surprises. This was a full on war of pain and pleasure. Every movement further in was a rush of adrenaline and a hot iron at the same time. Each a little more intense than the last time. She couldn't quite be certain which she loved more. Which made her feel more alive. Things settled down as the movement slowed to a halt, and the retraction began. In, and out. The rhythm began, and the pain started to fade. Yet, the excitement grew ever stronger. The burning sensation calmed, yet the fire in her heart burned stronger. Panting and moaning. Feeling more and more. Yet still wanting.

As if on cue, the creature provided. The second tentacle supporting Elsa's back joined in, pushing straight past her sodden folds and making the intense pleasure two for two.

"Ahhhhh!" Elsa cried out, her mind unable to articulate the two-pronged pleasure in any other way. Each tentacle cycled in and out in turn, both seeming to completely fill her, pushing waves of ecstasy and pleasure around her entire being. The sensations began to dominate mind, as well as body. It was easy to forget that she was doing this for Anna's sake. That this being was only doing all this to feed from Elsa, not for her. That was the being's true power. For the most part, Elsa was aware of how this creature functioned, yet here she was, completely and utterly drawn into the wave of satisfying heat washing over her with each precise thrust.

Tears began to well up as the sensations proved more than Elsa could contain. Tears of elation from wave after wave of pleasure. Tears of pain as her muscles started to reach the limit of what they could take. Tears of guilt that she could forget the terrible events she caused herself, even for a moment. Even some tears of regret, that she chose to hide away from her sister, trying to turn away from her mistake. Like the end of her first climax, it all came out so very bittersweet. How could Elsa honestly say she deserved any better?

"Mmmph!" The fourth and final tentacle made its play, pushing diving straight into Elsa's open mouth. Completely dominating this time, similar to the other pair exploring her dark, soft depths. There was no dance between tongue and tentacle; the being took control of the pace, the force, the speed at which it glided through. Elsa may have resisted such a show of force earlier on; she was in far too deep now to consider doing anything besides being completely taken.

For what seemed like eternity, there was nothing Elsa could perceive, save the creature pushing every receptor as far it could go. There was nothing to feel but the being completely within her; nothing to taste but her own saliva against the indistinct tentacle; nowhere she could look except at the sight of her own body dominated a little more with each passing moment. There was another uncontainable surge of energy, and her head started to float. She knew what came next.

The being's rhythm intensified in a grand crescendo, drawing out the last drops of exquisite pleasure. Elsa was finally starting to strain. There was little more left than to let the second flow erupt from her body, granting a climax quite unlike the first, at least for her body. In the edge of her mind, there was still one thought steadfastly clinging on.

Anna. This was all for Anna. Her morning sun. Even if Elsa couldn't face her, Anna always kept her going. She would save Anna from this curse. Her curse. This chance wouldn't even be possible if Anna was even the slightest bit less understanding, or more resentful, or even just the slightest bit more rebellious. Even with everything, Elsa could still fix things. The small miracle that came in the form of her younger sister. That thought alone gave her the warmth she desired at this peak. More importantly though, it gave her a newfound sense of strength. There was little time for her to revel on the lingering pleasure.

The tentacles binding her were already loosening. Elsa's muscles felt rather stiff after being in their position for so long, Getting back to her feet took a few seconds longer than anticipated, which was a problem when every second mattered. She needed to get the being through the portal before it could retreat back into Anna's body.

Elsa stood before the circle, grabbing one of the tentacles and firmly holding it in front of her. With the other, she channeled her power. FWOOSH! The circle erupted into roaring blue flames, almost reaching her knees. So far, so good. Now, the crucial part.

Undeterred by the sudden chill striking her cold, bare body, Elsa began the ritual. "In the name of divine desire, I-" She had to clutch her head.

No. Not now. Please, not now. The same dizziness struck her again, this time with renewed ferocity. Not a coincidence. This must have been the being's doing. Elsa steeled herself. One shot. One chance to fix everything between her and Anna. One chance to atone. It would take more than a little headache to stop her.

"In the name of divine desire, I- IN THE NAME OF DIVINE DESIRE, I B-" She couldn't do it. The pain in her head swelled far past anything she could tolerate. Her knees grew strained and wobbly. With a few panicked gasp, she fell to the floor, closing her eyes.

"Elsa. Elsa, wake up!" The one voice that could pierce the thick fog plaguing Elsa's mind. That could give her calm. Giving her the strength to open her heavy, weighted eyes.

The first sight she woke up was like the back of her hand. The same old spot on the corner of her ceiling. My bed. Anna must have moved me.

ANNA! She bolted upright. Then, the dizziness started to take her again. That, and the horrible realisation. She'd failed. Failed Anna. What was the point of all the work? All that misery? For both of them. What else could she do but lay there and weep?

"Elsa-" Oh. Of course Anna was standing right there. So it wasn't Elsa's imagining her voice. Her calm, serene voice. How long before today was it that there wasn't a hint of anger or sadness to it? Just them talking, connecting, sister to sister. Elsa knew what was coming. Anna wouldn't be mad at her. Blame her for anything. Because of course she wouldn't.

"Anna. I-" She already knew there was nothing she could come up with. Maybe her addled brain thought something would come to mind as she spoke the words. I'm sorry? You'll just have to be half-monster forever? "I'm so sorry," she finally whispered.

"Sorry? Oh right, you passed out. I forgot." Same old happy-go-lucky, nonchalant Anna. "Everything's okay now. Well, sort of."

Elsa had to look away. She couldn't possibly look Anna in the eyes right now. "It's okay, Anna. You don't have to pretend any more."

Since Elsa wouldn't look into Anna's eyes, she decided to lean her head over to meet Elsa's eyes. "Wait wait wait. Don't you want to hear the good news? Okay okay, there's some good news and some bad news."

Good news. Even if the world was ending, Anna would find some way to make light of it. Knowing her, she would give Elsa credit for trying. That, and be grateful there were no more secrets between them. If nothing else, she could at least humor her sister after all this time. "Alright, Anna. What's the-" her words stopped cold in her mouth as she caught a glimpse of Anna's back.

There was nothing strange there. As though Anna was just- Anna her whole life. Then it was back. That stupid growth. It seemed could hide now. Was that all she'd accomplished, making it even stronger? Damnit, she was supposed to fix this!

"Okay, okay. Just a little more," Anna said, taking a deep breath. She hunched over, tensing her body up strangely. A tentacle emerged from her back. Still glowing bright. Only this time, it was a clear blue instead. What's more, Anna didn't seem the least bit panicked or even concerned over it erupting from her. Instead of lunging after Elsa, it reached down to the floor. A few second later, it came back, wrapped around a glass of water. "Here."

Elsa started at the glass. "What?" For all her studies in the subject, she was completely at a loss.

"You- you lost quite a lot of fluids. I thought you might want a drink." Looking at Anna, then back to the glass, Elsa carefully picked it up. Looking at it now, she really was parched. In barely two seconds, she threw the entire thing back. Refreshing. She needed that.

"Alright then." Feeling more energised, Elsa pulled herself upright on the bed. "You want to tell me what the hell is going on here? Don't tell me that thing is your friend now."

Anna shook her head, but her smile seemed to grow. "That thing is gone. This is all me now." The tentacle wrapped around her arm, smooth as silk.

"Those- are yours now? How? I didn't even manage to banish the being." Elsa couldn't stop dwelling on that moment. Her failure.

Anna moved back, holding her arms out. "Okay, okay. It went something like this." It wasn't enough to just retell it, Anna needed to re-enact it as well. "So there I was. Watching you get up after, well- you know. Then you fell to the ground. You wouldn't get up! What was I going to do?" She made a big show of taking a deep breath. "Then- I remembered. When I heard you speak, I remembered the words to send that thing back!"

So she really did repress that memory. How fortunate, for both of them. When Elsa looked back up, Anna was holding her hands out in front of the circle. Clearly this wasn't complete without a repeat of the exact moment. "In the name of divine desire, I banish you. I BANISH YOU!" She looked at Elsa excitedly. "I wish you could have seen it. It sort of got sucked right out of me, and through the circle. It sort of sounded like it was screaming or something."

"Amazing," Elsa whispered. Being ripped out of a body you inhabited for years probably wasn't a very comfortable experience. Maybe Anna wasn't entirely wrong about that. "By the way, it's 'I banish thee'."

"What?" Anna looked slightly deflated. "I swear I got it right. It worked, didn't it?"

Elsa nodded. "It's not so much the words themselves, but the feelings you put into them. Like I said, these beings run on feelings and emotions. I assumed that with my power, I was the only one that could send it back. But your will to remove that creature was strong enough to win out." Anna really was amazing. When all was said and done, she saved herself.

"Amazing. So what about this? How come I can move these on my own now? Well, sort of. They still take a bit of getting used to." She wiggled the tentacle back and forth, as though Elsa needed some further convincing that she really was in control.

"I- I don't know. I've never read about anything like this, Anna. The only thing I can really think of is that you and that being were directly connected. It was controlling the tentacle part of you, until it was pulled out." She was just flying by the seat of her non-existent pants, yet that made a certain amount of sense. Well, her idea wasn't entirely baseless. There was this nagging idea that the being didn't actually read Elsa's palate; rather it learned those memories from Anna. Did she even want that to be true or not?

Anna grabbed the tentacle. "Isn't this great though? I can use them myself now. I can even hide them if I focus hard enough" Her smile faded just a bit as she noticed Elsa's expression. "Isn't this better than just getting rid of it?"

"Not necessarily, Anna. That part might still have lingering effects. You might still have that hunger. That desire." On the subject of desires, there was still that other matter. "Anna, I happened to notice what you were doing during the- intercourse. Enjoying yourself, so to speak."

"Well, uh, yeah, you see I-" Not something Anna wanted to be noticed. Elsa couldn't stop herself from bringing it up. She wasn't really mad, or even disappointed. Just curious.

"As I said, it's likely you were directly connected. Some of that pleasure it was feeding in must have leaked to you. That could have easily evoked those desires in you . That, or the creature simply influenced you itself. It probably needed to feed on a lot of those emotions." Elsa offered her sister a warm smile, but she couldn't seem to return it.

"No, Elsa. It was you. It was always you. There might have been a little arousal in me, but I never really thought about sex, or coming, or anything like that." Downcast, Anna walked slowly to the end of Elsa's bed and sat down. So much for giving her an out. "All this time, I wanted to believe in you, Elsa. And now I can. Everything you did all this time was for me."

Elsa briskly shook her head. "This was all my fault to begin with. All I did was fix the mistake I made."

"So what, if it wasn't your fault you would have done nothing?" What the. Elsa felt thoroughly blindsided. A question from Anna that somehow never crossed her mind. Yet asked now, there could only be one answer. That was, if Elsa could face the ramifications.

"Well- I suppose. That's not how things turned out, though." What a weak deflection. "It doesn't really matter. You're my sister. I'll do anything to protect you. Try and keep you safe. Even from myself."

Anna crawled up beside Elsa against the bed's headboard. "Elsa. I think I love you. Like, love you love you."

A shock, yet not a surprise. Anna always was the kind of person to wear those kinds of emotions on her sleeve. At least, the Anna that Elsa remembered was. Therein lie part of the problem. "Well, I guess I love you too, Anna. I just- I don't know if I would go that far. I would do all of this all over again just for you, but-" Anna's longing eyes made coming up with a solid reason that much more difficult. Was she seriously considering this? "It's all my fault. Because of all of this work, I've kept pushing you away. You mean the world to me, but I'm not sure I know you any more."

"Well- we can fix that, right? You promised there would be no more lies. No more hiding. Please, Elsa. While we still have time." Damn, that was right. Even discounting Anna's college application, Elsa would certainly need to get a job soon. Who knew how much time they would have?

"It's alright, Anna. There's nothing to be afraid of, and even if there is, we can take it on together. No more closed doors. We can be sisters again. And- well, I guess we'll see what else. In the meantime, it's going to be up to me to deal with any more desires that come up. This will be our little secret, alright?" Elsa couldn't help but laugh. Little secret indeed.

"Pinky swear?"

"Pinky swear."

A month was far from enough to make up for three years of almost no interaction, but if anyone was going to make it count, it was Anna. Seeing the whole world was perhaps out of reach even with all the free time they had now, but their home city was a good start. Every day she found someplace new and exciting to check out. So far, Anna enjoyed the parks more than Elsa, while Elsa countered that by enjoying the amusement parks a lot more, no matter how extreme the ride. Elsa had a thing for stimulation, it seemed. Anna didn't really mind where they went, as she had a thing for Elsa.

As another fruitful day finally rounded out to a close, Elsa greeted Anna to what should have been good news.

"Elsa, I got accepted into college!"

"Anna, I got a job offer."

"It's at our old home," they said in unison. An uncomfortable silence followed.

"Wait, what?" Anna finally managed, looking slightly confused and disheartened.

"This is good, isn't it?" Elsa offered. "I know you applied there, so I thought I would take a chance and do the same."

Anna looked away briefly. "Yeah. Yeah. It's just- already? I wanted a little more time. You know, to just enjoy ourselves. Be sisters again."

Elsa nodded slowly. "I've enjoyed this time together as well. You know it can't last forever, though. Someone has to start supporting the both of us sooner or later."

"I know, I know." Anna breathed a sigh. "I just wanted a little more time to be ready for this. We're going to have to look for a place and move out there as soon as possible, aren't we?

"Ideally, yes. I would prefer to leave a good first impression." Anna nearly jumped as Elsa placed her hand on top of hers. "This isn't the end of the world, Anna. There's still going to be time to spend together. And if not, we'll make time." Elsa gave a long yawn. "It's been a fun month, but believe me. There is such a thing as too much of a good thing."

Anna gave a sly smile. "Oh, I wouldn't be so sure."

"What are you planning now, Anna?" Elsa narrowed her eyes, but couldn't help but return the smile.

"It's a surprise," Anna whispered, before giving a wink. It was difficult not to ruin it.

Dinner couldn't be over quick enough after that. The excitement of Anna's second surprise was proving difficult to contain. When they were done eating and clearing up, she took Elsa by the hand and practically dragged her to Anna's room.

"Alright, alright. Let's see this surprise of yours, Anna. Was it something you made?" Elsa asked, already seemed a bit winded.

"Well, you could say that. Alright, close your eyes." Elsa didn't need to be told twice. Anna needed a little more time than she expected to get her shirt off, then get it ready. "Alright, you can open them."

At first, Elsa didn't seem to notice. It just looked like Anna, sprouting her tentacles. That was, until she noticed. One, two, three, four-

Five. Anna had grown a fifth. "Impressive. What do you think you're going to do with it?" Elsa asked. The possibilities. With some practice, Anna was now able to hold Elsa aloft with just one of them.

"Well, who knows. But first, you have to do something for me." Anna took her thumbs and eased her panties down, revealing herself completely.

Elsa stepped forward, and the tentacles converged around her, slowly guiding her down onto her knees. "Sometimes, I think I spoil you."

Anna shook her head. "Not as much as I spoil you."