Delicate and built for sex

Shari obeyed Queiss guidance and mustered the demonic energies that still permeated the barn. It was a complex mixture of glyph, gestures, intonation and posture, and it had no room for hesitation, only complete obedience.

The feline voice vanished, but Shari could still hear it in her mind. She imagined a gorgeous human, with generous curves and wanton smile. A redhead, they were always supposed to be firecrackers. Or an elf, so ethereally beautiful, Shari could only dream of how the demon would debauch her eternal form. Or perhaps even an angelic maiden, with gorgeous wings to complement her superlative attractiveness. Queiss would like the irony.

It was no longer Queiss voice that she heard on her mind, but her own. The world all around her seemed strange. Almost more real. The strong smells of horse, gore and cum invaded her nostril. The words were so loud, and there was a number of constant thuds that were beating non stop. And light! it was so blinding. Shari fell to the ground, in agony, overwhelmed, screaming.

But her voice kept chanting.

"She looks in pain, Shari" Mira's voice. Shari tried to look up, but it was hard to see past the summoning circle that surrounded her. She could see the lovely Mira, and... herself? The Shari outside the circle finished her enchantment, and said.

"The curse ran deep inside her. To free her... I didnt expect it to hurt so much. I am sorry, Queiss" but the real Shari, bound inside the circle, couldnt reply.

"Why does she look like an Angel?" The knight asked, and the answer had a tone of surprise "To be honest... I dont know. Perhaps it was her true form, before she became a succubus?"

The debate kept going, and Shari screamed in pain again. It was as if her chest was pierced by a spear. The two women grew alarmed, and the Shari outside the circle began chanting, but to no gain. The world vanished.