Back to the Apartment! But first...

The next morning, I woke up first. After giving Gwen a screaming orgasm with tongue and tail, we uncovered an issue. We had no food and Gwen couldn't miss anymore classes or her work at the library.

Neither of us wanted to change her back, Gwen lifted her heavy boobs and pouted at me with all three mouths for even suggesting it! Not that I could fault her. I wanted to keep my bunny.

It was nearly noon when Regina poked her head up from the laptop and suggested an Incognito Enchantment.

"A what?"

She flew over and picked up the stamp I'd made in the heat of the moment then immediately forgot. "Like this thing, you imbue an effect into a small object. It'll be weak and short-lived, and a man might nullify it if he touches Gwen for too long, but this way you can stay as a bunny." She smiled at us, "a piece of jewelry would work best."

Gwen perked up and dug around in her desk drawer a moment. She raised a pink-jeweled buttplug like it was Excalibur. Regina snorted in laughter, I shook my head fondly.

"Will this work?" She asked eagerly.

At Regina's nod I focused on the concepts of Normalcy and Camouflage. The Ring heated up enough to make me wince but the sight of Gwen, her new yoga pants bunched up at her knees, facedown ass up with cheeks spread wide made it worth it.

Gwen cooed and wiggled as I teased the plug into her little hole, gasping in satisfaction when it popped into place.

I had fun ensuring the security of her asshole for a few minutes before Gwen had to really go to work. Less than ten minutes later I kissed my bunny goodbye and waved from the doorway like a proud wife as she ran to the library. I squirmed happily at the thought.

Regina interrupted my girly fantasies by asking, "Are you gonna make another Enchantment? I might be solid enough to stick it in for you!" She leered at me.

I sniffed snobbishly, "No, I'm going to grace the masses with my beauty." I spread my arms wide and swept my tail across my cute and sexy body. She just gave a thumbs up and pulled popcorn from nowhere again.

I brushed my unappreciative audience aside and dressed up in seconds. My outfit was nearly unchanged, my skirt now had a blue and purple tartan pattern and a daring slit up my thigh. My top switched to charcoal gray with laces across my cleavage instead of a cutout.

My boots and thigh highs were left to the side when I got a wicked idea.

I stood on the balls of my feet in preparation, and shivered at the weird phantom sensations of my toes fusing into shiny black hooves. I would have fallen as my ankles shifted upwards if not for my tail instinctively balancing me. I had hooves!

I took a few tentative steps in Gwen's living room. Hrmm, I didn't like how fragile and delicate my ankles looked, I widened my hooves and slightly thickened the bones and muscles from my ankle to my hip. I now stomped around confidently. But my human skin tone looked odd attached to demon hooves. I bent at my waist to press fingers to my skin. Like a finger painter I experimented with colors and textures until I settled on a midnight blue and soft leathery texture that smoothly returned to my normal light tan at my mid thigh. I proportionally shrunk myself a couple inches when I realized I'd just given myself the equivalent of three inch heels. I needed to stay fun-sized!

But looking over my human, if perfectly smooth and clear skin, I felt a twinge of dissatisfaction. If I'm gonna be a succubus I'm gonna be thorough about it!

First my skin shifted to the classic devil red, but red wasn't really me, and that's what this all about. I dismissed most of the rainbow, metallic gold was interesting but too much. Purple and blue were closer, and I loved the look of snow white skin.

I settled on a pale gray with blue undertones. I smiled wickedly when my lips, nipples and asshole became a cool cobalt. I stretched out my electric blue tongue and admired it with eyes a solid indigo.

My fingers grew to dull points that could elongate into six-inch talons instantly. Opera style gloves grew to match my permanent leggings and complete the look.

I conjured a mirror just because I could to see the full effect.

I couldn't stop the happy tears, or the gleefully feminine laughter. This was my body! I made it so much better! I was nothing like I was before!

No one could ever mistake me for old Morgan.

For the second time in my life, I walked in the light of day fully comfortable in my own skin.