Deciphering the Manual, and a Succubus' Dinner Out

I close up shop quickly after Grace leaves. Retreating to my apartment above the shop, I open my grandmother's book to begin deciphering the replacement pages.

Sorting through some other examples of her handwriting, I start cross-referencing. Birthday and Christmas cards, recipes, copies of letters to friends. Jeez this woman wrote a lot. And kept almost everything.

It takes a long while and two energy drinks, but I think I have her chicken scratch translated.

Certain beings have extra powers during this process. Direct physical contact with the subject imparts this power, strengthening the fate manipulation effect and possibly causing noticable physical changes. Such wild power is uncontrollable and so, if the practitioner finds themself with this power, should only be used with subjects one trusts.

"Noticable physical changes, my ass." Well that would probably have been good to know before I ended up turning a college student into a sex demon. It probably wouldn't have helped any, since I didn't even know I had that 'extra power' until it was too late.

Nothing in the rest of the notes says anything about possibly reversing it. Great. That's going to be fun to tell Grace tomorrow.

Grace was confused. She was getting more attention from the people she passed on the street than usual, but not any more than would be expected for an attractive woman. Somehow she could tell that they were looks of attraction rather than the fear and confusion she expected. Well some of the women were both attracted and confused, but that's beside the point.

Of course she wasn't dressed to turn heads, wearing her thick hoodie and jeans. Both were a bit too small though, with her overall build having grown suddenly wider and more voluptuous than it was this morning. Her hood was pulled up and tail tucked away, but that only lessened the looks she was getting slightly.

She is hungry. Something about turning into a demon really works up an appetite. She felt so much more sensitive now, as her clothes rub against her skin.

Her roommate had said to meet at a bar & grill nearby after her appointment. When she was hiding after being transformed, Grace had texted to extend the night's plans to include inviting friends over for a bit more drinking and co-op video games afterwards. Her tail squirmed in her pants, trying to free itself as she enters the bar.

"Whoa, what happened to you?" Hanna stood up from her seat at the bar as Grace approaches. "Talk about a glow-up, girl- oh!" Her surprise turns to moaning as she is pulled into a tight hug by her roommate. "Holy... Okay, lets get you something to drink." Hanna is wobbly as she is released, and blushing quite hard. She can practically still feel Grace's head pressed against her breasts.

Letting her tail free to avoid sitting on it, Grace dropped her hood and told Hanna about the reading while the bartender poured their drinks. "So he's trying to figure out what happened, and I guess until he does I'm stuck like this." She pats a horn for emphasis.

"That's not so bad, I mean you're like smoking hot now." Grace blushes at Hanna's comment, her tail thrashing as she takes a sip of her cosmo. Her tail worms it's way into Hanna's pants as their food arrives. "Eep!" She squeaks as she's penetrated by Grace's tail.

Grace takes her first bite of her burger. She can taste the meat and cheese like always, but also something sweeter. She can feel that hunger begin to fade, and a pink haze growing at the edge of her vision.

"Mmm this place is always so good!" She says, setting down the food to get another drink. She freezes in place as she notices something off about her hand. Even her tail stops teasing at Hanna's clit. "Hanna? I think I'm still changing."

There is a pussy on her palm. Just a full vagina, in the middle of her hand. She watches as another opens on her other hand, a pang of hunger hitting simultaneously.

Hanna moans quietly, her breath becoming more labored as her roommate's tail brings her to orgasm. Grace again tastes that sweetness, and watches the pussy that just appeared seal back up. "Jesus, Grace. In public? I know you're a succubus now but damn!" Hanna pants, face flushed nearly as pink as Grace's.

Grace finally notices where her tail was. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" Pulling it out of Hanna's pants, she keeps a tight hold on it. The tip smells really good, maybe just a quick taste...

Her tail slips into her mouth, the same flavor and filling effect as before flooding her tastebuds as she sucks. The haze has grown in her vision.

By the time they left the bar, Grace's vision was almost entirely tinted pink.