Maven feels her heat cycle start immediately. With a large sigh of calm annoyance, she walks gracefully into her chambers and strips her corset and robes. Any other time the tentacles or magic satisfied her needs... but her thoughts draw to you like a moth to a flame. She suddenly finds herself desperate for you immediately- the need making a loud yowl echo throughout the tower.

She needs someone, she needs you, she needs a living being to hold and fuck her properly- whether they can breed her the way she wants or not.

Maven hears the door open and sees you take in the scene unfolding. She growls lowly and uses her magic to tear your clothes off and force you over to her. "Ah yes, my dear apprentice." she purrs, smirking uncharacteristically as she straddles you, purring loudly as she grinds her sex against yours. "You'll help your master, and I'll teach you a whole new school of magics." she sighs as she grinds harder, a moan escaping her throat as her tail sways over your legs.