Becky needs a human form

Luke did not sleep that night. At first, he wanted to remain in the park, to hold some kind of vigil for his now lost friend. How could that happen? She was gone. Eaten by that... thing. It looked like an old dead tree, something wretched, malevolent, evil. Was Becky still there? Was she alive? He realized he was crying, his fists desperately hitting that "thing" every few seconds.

-Luke... We... We cannot do anything now. You should rest. We've been here for hours. She won't come back, not this way. -

Danny seemed more calm. Luke knew he was panicking too, but was happy that his friend at least tried to maintain a facade of control.

-Becky... She is alive right? -

-I am sure she is, Luke. We couldn't know. But this damned book has created this mess. It surely must contain a solution for it.-

They remained silent, guarding the cocoon in what looked like a grotesque parody of a funeral vigil. Danny was holding the book the same way a shipwrecked sailor would have held the wooden carcass of his boat. No sound, no light, nothing came out of the cocon. No sign that their friend was still alive.

-We must... Miranda must know about this.-

-And then what? How could she believe us? Listen to me, tomorrow we're going to the library and we're going to read this damned book from cover to cover. There must be some sort of counterspell or something. Good God... If we aren't able to solve this damn thing alone, we're calling Miranda. -

Luke sobbed. Danny was right, again. Becky's mother would have not understood.

-Alright, but I'm starting to work this night. I'm taking the book home. Forget school for tomorrow, see you at the library at 8.-

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Lilith screamed. It was the fifth time she masturbated that morning. Each time the creature formerly known as Becky closed her eyes she could see Shazanot, her master, her lover, fuck her rough as he had done that night. She knew she belonged to him and him alone. She would spawn a legion of demons into the mortal realm in his name. And then, they would have been able to fuck, forever united into one.

"This body... It is magnificent. It is perfect. I have been reforged as a weapon of lust."

Her satisfaction did not last long. Her fingers were simply not enough to satiate her hunger, and she knew it. Lilith needed to have something inside, to breed, even. No human cum could come close to the Seed of Shazanot, but it would surely be better than pleasuring herself alone.

"Those mortals would run away from me if they ever saw me in all my glory. They are animals, ignorant and easily scared like those ducks in the lake... And yet I need them."

Yes. For a time, she would need to look like Becky. To mingle herself with them, until her powers grew enough. But she wouldn't be the old Becky, oh no. That pathetic girl was no more. She knew her master would give her a perfect form even as a pesky human. An icon of beauty, of pleasure, of sex. Something which would be enough to ensure every man's attention and lust. And then, there was the book. She had to retrive it, and she knew she wouldn't be able to just come knocking on Luke's door in her new, perfected form.

-Shazanot, give me the power of hiding my true self. Let me turn into one of them... For now!-

Her call was soon answered. A purple light soon engulfed the demoness, spreading from her stretched arms until her whole body was glowing like a firefly in the night. She felt... sadness. She didn't want to lose her body. But she also knew that her sacrifice was necessary. Soon her snake-like hair turned back into its old blonde form, while scales and talons fell from her skin like dead flower petals at the end of spring.