The alraune remains completely ignorant of it's little mate's fantasies or delusions, and merely keeps up its rumbling even as the now over-curvy elf drifts off to sleep. The elf had remained completely ignorant of the fact her nipples had kept dripping with milk, and two vines with pseudo-suckers had been gently lapping at the drops of lactate, being so tender that the pleasure had helped the elf drift away to Morpheus' embrace instead of being excited by the stimulation.
However the moment the Candy had entered deep sleep a new vine made its appearance, and this one was tipped with a needle and a vial of purple liquid. The tentacle stealthily made its way to Candy's neck where it slid slowly into her skin, as undetected as a mosquito bite, and the liquid being carried was swiftly deposited into the woman's bloodstream and knocked her into a comfortable coma. The special oil that had swallowed the elf earlier, which had been left to rest at the base of the alraune's flower and merely acting like water suddenly came back to life. There wasn't any special formation this time, the liquid merely began to congregate underneath the drugged elvaren and replacefd the cradle of vines supporting her body, forming a skin-tight coccon around her. While the liquid slowly covered the elf's body from the feet up, the orange vine, two penile tentacles, and the two already-present suckers attached themselves in their traditional spots along Candy's orifices, plugging her pussy and ass while the two suckers did their duty of lapping up Candy's now flowing milk and the orange vine slipped down her throat to give the oxygenated honey. These vines were already doing their work well when the silvery slime completely covered Candy's head, completing its complete cover of the woman's body in preparation of a final transformation. Meanhile the vine plugging the woman womb-deep began to reach further in, sprouting two almost microscopic limbs that began to creep along the girl's tubes for a special task...
The Alraune keeps up its undercover work all night long, modifying Candy's body even further. Her skin turned an ebony black, as dark as the soil of the nearby jungle. The slime that had formed an eggshell around her limp body began to make its way inside through her pores, diffusing throughout her body, strengthening the foundations: Bones became as strong as steel, her muscles became more compact and resistant to overuse, skin remained soft and pliant but became impossible to cut, and regeneration became implemented and maxed to its full potential, to the point where lethal gashes would heal in minutes but not regrow lost limbs and aging slowed to a crawl. Her breasts, which had become comically large shrank back to a more comfortable c-cup but maintained its everflowing properties, and her snatch's looseness was restored to an almost virgin-tightness that would be maintained by her new regeneration after every sex romp, not to mention that the nerves lining her vagina became doubly sensitive yet not cross into a painful threshold.
The once tiny white elf became a dark amazonian beauty overnight, with a virgin body as sensitive as a high-quality prostitute and as tough as an experienced master martial artist.
[Morning comes with quite a few surprises! What will Candy do?]
EDIT: Removed the humanoid mini-me from the post.