Delicious deceit

You can barely contain your lust as you think of spreading the glory of Lilith, but you know you haven't been fully blessed yet. Some deception is necessary; if you were simply to jump Alice, you risk failing. She could potentially escape and get help from Sheriff Forrest, that stuck-up, traitorous cow. No, you must take advantage of your sweet friend's trust and care.

Looking down at your clothes, you frown, you really don't want to wear them, but waltzing out of the bathroom naked would be decidedly alarming to your sweet friend. You pick up your bra, quickly realizing that its B-cups are too small. "No chance I'm fitting in that anymore," you think with a smirk. This gives you an idea. With a thought, your tits shrink back to their size from before your awakening, much to your dismay. Despite your chagrin, however, you know this is necessary for your deception to work. If you were to forgo the bra and just wear your tight tee shirt, it would be impossible to hide your increased assets. Moving on to your panties, you look with disgust at the simple pink cotton thing. You just had no imagination. Still, the copious black wetness staining it reminds you of how depraved you have become, the thought causing your pussy to twitch hard. You can barely contain yourself as you fight the urge to masturbate again. With all of your self-control, you ignore the growing wetness in your cunt and slide the soaked panties back on. It works nicely that you chose your black denim shorts today, you think with a grin; you know it will be impossible to keep your arousal from soaking through. Finally, you throw your shirt back on and look in the mirror.

Your soulless black eyes stare back. Smiling evilly, you watch as the color swirls back into them. You really could pass for that goody-goody bitch you once were.