Bad news, Derek's already turned.

It's pretty dim inside the bar; most of the lights are off and all the curtains have been rolled down on the exterior windows.

"Amanda, I'm so glad you made it!" a pleasant, sonorous male voice calls out from within.

"Derek! Where are you?" Amanda calls out, searching for her boyfriend. Both of you can't seem to see anyone around.

"It's soooooo good to see you've managed to stay human up to now. I was worried your father would get to you before I could."

"Derek?" Amanda pauses, a hint of uncertainty creeping into her voice. "How do you know about my father? I don't think I mentioned him."

"Oh, that's simple. I followed him here. I just knew he'd lead me straight to you. I was a bit worried he'd get to you first, but here you are, still your sweet, innocent, delicious self. I suppose I have you to thank for that, huh, stud?"

The air hangs heavy with menacing, as Derek's voice echoes through the bar. Amanda is frozen in place now, and instinctively you put a protective arm around her while clutching your sword.

"Derek, what's going on? Where are you?" Amanda calls out into the dimly lit bar, a trace of panic seeping into her tone, still not quite fully grasping what the two of you have walked into.

"Right here, lover!" a crimson figure roars out as it unfurls itself from behind the counter. Amanda gasps at the sight of Derek, or rather, the sight of the savage incubus standing before her that used to be Derek. Amanda's boyfriend is fully transformed, standing nearly 7 feet tall in all his naked demonic glory. The incubus Derek is younger and handsomer than the burly, sexually brutish creature her father was; leaner and more youthful, though still rippling with powerful muscles, broad shoulders tapering down to a tight, hard waist with well-defined abs. The creature fixes his former beau with a smoldering gaze, a wild raven-black mane falling down over his shoulders with loose strands sweeping over his face. His hard, bulging chest rises and falls as the creature pants heavily in excitement, his heavy demonic cock hanging low between muscular thighs as it steadily drips small beads of tainted black ooze in anticipation.

"Oh, God, no! Derek! Oh God! Not you too!" Amanda screams hysterically in fear and heartbreak. Her transformed boyfriend leers at her, completely heedless of the pain and distress in her voice. You can tell from his burning, rapacious gaze that whatever love and affection he had for Amanda is gone, replaced by a raging demonic urge to ravish, defile, and transform her.

The incubus holds up the phone from the bar counter tauntingly, before tossing it aside. "You should have been more curious why I wasn't calling from my cell phone."

"What a stroke of luck this has been," the incubus muses as he stalks towards the two of you, bulging muscles rippling as his heavy cock swings with each step, quickly hardening and engorging to full monstrous size as it points threatening straight at Amanda.

"There I was, freshly turned and on the prowl for my first soul meal, when I happen to see your old man flying past. It didn't take much guessing to work out he was tracking you down. And the chance of being the one to fuck your soul out was just too good to pass up," Derek gloats evilly.

Stepping protectively between Amanda and the obscene beast her boyfriend has become, you raise your sword in a guarding stance. "You'll have to go through me, freak!"

"Works for me!" the demon gloats, licking his lips in anticipation.