IV / Thomasine Arkwright

[ It's been ten days since she's seen any of the others, besides Black Mist itself. She'd needed to keep herself as relaxed as possible at first, it had told her, and who better to keep her relaxed than Black Mist? Especially when the need for the oil had gotten overwhelming, when Black Mist had started filling bottles with it every few hours when it visited her and she'd be finished with them all and desperate for more by the time it returned.

(it's started to ease off but she still seems to need more than she did before)

(of course you do, it had told her when she'd commented, had rubbed a slick tendril over her stomach and only chuckled when she'd dragged the tendril up to her mouth to suck at it)

As much as she hasn't minded the isolation though - how could she, when Black Mist is giving her things she wants so much? - she's glad, when it says that Chris can come see her.

(she's missed Chris, everything has moved so fast and she feels so different and she--)

(she wanted her sister)

So when Chris finally steps through the door of the room that Black Mist has kept her in, it's to her all but tackling Chris, pushing the door shut so that she can hold her in a tight hug.

(tight enough for her curves to be pressed in tight against Chris)

(a slight curve to her stomach isn't necessarily abnormal, recently, not with the way Black Mist likes to leave them full, but--)

(her breasts are larger, too, enough to have the shirt she's wearing stretched tight across them) ]

Nee-san!