A Hellish Rebirth, A New Masseusse

The effeminate masseur smiled charmingly as he observed Olivia writhing in pleasure. Her eyes burned with desire she clearly had not felt in years, but also guilt. The chaste old woman was clearly torn by this little prelude, between her sense of morality and a growing desire to give in to her lust. Good, Lek thought. The only thing that was left was to tilt the balance, and then that pure soul would be his.

Lek pushed the older woman on the bed, his deft hands playing with her tender body, at the same time relaxing her and bringing her to greater waves of pleasure. Wherever Lek's oil spilled, Olivia's body responded with a burst of pleasure, as if her skin became twice as sensitive - and she could also swear it felt smoother, too, as if she was young again. Some part of her cried out - that it was wrong to be pleasured by a stranger, even a sexy one, like if she was a lowly whore. But the more ecstasy she felt, the more his hands ran across her flesh, spreading the oil, the more his delicate body pressed against hers-- the weaker that voice became. When Lek's fingers reached her soft breasts and delicate nipples, it went silent completely. Opening her mouth, Olivia uttered a loud, lewd moan, all moral principles erased from her mind.

"Ahhh--- MOREEEE!!!"

"Very well, Mrs," the devilish ladyboy said, his soft voice laden with seduction and sadism. "Spread your legs--"

By the time the boy said that, Olivia was wet and panting. Her eyes fixated on the handsome-- beautiful-- HOT lover in front of her, she barely had the strength of mind to process Lek's command. Her brain was occupied with far more important things. Lek's pretty body, Lek's soft skin, Lek's beautiful, feminine face (why did start finding feminine things hot? somehow the lines of gender attraction felt so arbitrary now...), Lek's big, hard cock.

"Y-yes..."

Finally realising what the boy had demanded of her, Olivia willingly spread her legs. She saw her masseur-- no, her lover-- no, her MASTER harden even more at the sight of the older woman's moist pussy. She blinked-- and he was inside her. The cock was so big-- yet somehow, her pussy could fit it all-- it was so good, so fucking good--

As the Asian boy fucked her, Olivia looked at the mirrors on the wall. Between the wild thrusts, she saw herself and her lover in the reflection. She could swear she looked different - she looked more slim, more fit, like was like she was the sporty college cheerleader in her 20s again. Sometimes, when she blinked, she could swear the boy looked different, too -- was that something on his head--

A sudden change of sensation took Olivia out of her erotic reverie. Lek stopped fucking her. With a confused look on her face, she stared up at him, to see his expression change into a leering sadistic grin.

"Wh-wha--"

"You want to continue, don't you? You want to cum, you dirty *whore*?"

Olivia hardly felt insulted by this word. Strangely, it seemed to fit her now. She nodded silently.

"What will you give for it, I wonder?.." the boy inquired. "Will you be a slut? Will you be a dirty whore for me and everyone else who will want to take you? Every man, woman and person and thing between?"

"Yes..." She suddenly imagined herself in throes of sex with another woman, and the thought excited her.

"Will you give up your old life? Your morals, your church, your family?"

"Ahhhhh-- yes-- yes--"

"This is not enough." the voice of Lek, though remaining androgynous, suddenly gained a dark undertone. "You need to give me everything. Not just your morals, not just your spawn. Your body. Your mind. Your soul."

Confused, Olivia tried to look away from Lek's fiery gaze and turned to the mirror - but what she beheld horrified her even more. She saw what she previously only glimpsed - Lek's true form. Lying on top of her was a blue-skinned, red-eyed androgynous creature, with spiraled horns and bat wings and a long, lashing tail. Shocked, she tried to turn back to the real Lek - but as she did, she saw the same demon as in the mirror. Her blood froze. Not just from fear, but also from one dreadful realisation.

Even in this terrible demonic form, she wanted him. In fact, she wanted him even more. She wanted him so badly, that she would agree to everything.

"YES!" The older woman screamed, to the androgynous demon's delight. Immediately, Olivia felt his long cock back inside her pussy - which somehow could now easily accommodate him - thrusting, harder and faster with every passing second. "I renounce everything! I renounce morality! I renounce God! I renounce... my... fucking... SOUL-- AAAAHHHHHHH!-"

She felt it. Sudden, stronger than anything she had ever experienced in her old life, coursing through every cell in her body, and changing it irrevocably. This pleasure, this unbearable, HELLISH pleasure, warped her mind, her body, and the black evil void that replaced her devoured soul. She was becoming perfect. She was becoming a succubus.

She felt it in her flesh, just as she saw it in the mirrors - her flawless red skin, her lovely smile of razor-sharp teeth, her stunning long legs that ended in black claws. She cupped shook her sizeable ass, watching her tail swish. The new Olivia was a perfect version of herself - the sporty energy of her cheerleader youth mixed with the sexy maturity of an experienced mother-- and all that, accentuated with the horrifying beauty of Hell. Her short pixie cut and lean muscles gave her a tomboyish appearance, and yet her now D-cup tits and outrageous curves clearly marked her as a true demon MILF.

She felt it in her mind. Her thoughts were filling with knowledge of depraved sexual practices her old self would have cringed at. The skills of erotic massage she picked from her corruptor (who himself had only gained it from being corrupted by his aunt) were only a tip of the iceberg. She somehow now knew how to perform a sensual striptease, how to bind a man and **** him with both pleasure and pain until he submitted, how to fellate a cock for hours without ever allowing it cum, and much, much more. She would put this knowledge to good use.

She felt it in her soul. Or rather, she felt the absence of the things she should have felt, in the absence of her soul - shame, guilt, non-sexual love. As she thought of the many depraved acts she wished to do, the most surprising thing to her was that NONE of them felt wrong anymore. Prostituting herself, fucking men and women alike in wild orgies, forcing herself on these men and women - no, not just men and women, but on her friends, her co-workers-- even her FAMILY, this felt not just not immoral, but the most right thing she could have ever done.

"I know your desires--" Lek whispered. "My own aunt made me that way. I lost my virginity and my soul to her."

"Oh-- I will do the same with my nephew in time, but not before I punish your sissy ass--" Olivia snarled before suddenly pressing Lek against the bed. Now, it was her who lay on top of him, having all the power. "You are right. I am a whore... but I'm not YOUR whore." Olivia's new succubus tail snaked to Lek's reddish anus, before thrusting just as she began riding him. "Thinking THIS piece of ass can belong to anyone--" she flaunted her perfect body, "you will pay for that, slut-boy--"

Lek paid for that with giving Olivia several dozen orgasms over the course of a few hours, and then being penetrated by her tail for a few more, after which the sex-hungry MILF was finally, for a time, satisfied. Later that night, the ladyboy would present his new lover to his dear Aunt Mai, who would welcome the new masseusse into the salon. Not after some training, of course.

"I take you don't mind the noise anymore, dear neighbour?" Mai whispered, as she cupped Olivia's tits with her claws.

"Not at all--" she responded. "In fact, I might want to make some noise myself--" the newly created hell-MILF giggled.

"Mmmh-- I am sure the customers would love the new you. A sporty white mom - there is a market for that... Perhaps they could even buy both of us, at the same time." the Asian Hell-slut continued seductively as she used her tail to subtly tease Olivia's clit.

"Ahh--" Olivia moaned. "This is good-- ahh- yesss-- but the parlour could always use some new hands, couldn't it? Perhaps we could make it a... family business?--" The image of Olivia's son and daughter, chained and naked, flashed before the two MILFs' eyes, shared by their demonic mind-link.

"Oh yesssss-- the joy of ****, spreading..." Mai's pussy moistened at the thought, which Olivia immediately took advantage of by inserting three fingers into it. "Ahhh-- yes, more families twisted -- more sin-- more power-- more-- more--"

"How about we make it a bet, sister-in-sin?-" Olivia smiled, continuing to finger the other MILF. "It's simple. We follow the plan of whoever cums first..."

"Very well, little... slut..." Mai responded, before suddenly turning around to insert her tail deep inside Olivia's slit. The moans of the two succubi filled the massage parlour, as their "training" continued...