Devil

"Unleash your inner demon with Demona the sexy devil costume.

Contains a red latex two piece, with fishnet tights, red stilettos and pair of devil horns."

You pick the clothes up and take them over to the cashier. You sheepishly take the costume to the witch girl cashier. Putting the cash down on the counter. She looks at the sexy costume and then at you. "Now you're getting into it! Can't wait to see what you look like in this one. Remember to check yourself out in the mirror!"

Take the costume and move away to the changing rooms. You look at the costume. A red latex two piece, with fishnet tights, red stilettos and a little pair of devil horns.

You weren't sure where to begin, so you started with the latex boy shorts. Sliding them up your legs and into place.

As you did you felt a warm flow of energy course through you. The material glowed hot against your skin and you swore you could feel your ass push back, stretching and growing into the tight fabric.

Next you took the bra, fumbling with it. It was clearly too large for your petite tits. Still you tried. You got the clasp hooked and pushed the latex into place. You gasped instantly as the latex gripped your skin. Another wave of pleasure hit you as you looked down. Your new tits were growing into the bra. You felt the weight pull on you and suddenly a tight pressure is your growing tits pushed outwards into the bra. Fucking witch bullshit.

You tried to collect yourself.

You slid the fishnet leggings up your soft pale skin.

Then put on the stillettos, they were bizarrely familiar and comfortable. Finally you took the horns and slid them into your hair, the band gripping tightly into your head. Into your skull. Flashes of red appeared before your eyes. Time seemed to skip. You were another person in another place. And as quick as they came the flashes went and you came to. Fixing up your makeup and ready to go.

And yet in the back of your mind you could feel a new presence. A hazy figure appears in the mirror. You struggle to focus on it.

Suddenly something clicks in your head and you see yourself standing right there As you stare at the buxom milf dressed up like a devil, with her tits almost about to pop out at you, you cannot believe the reflection is your own.

But then you hear a voice in your head, a woman's voice, talking to you.

"Hey there, hot stuff looking fine."

"Who are you?" You think back.

"I'm Demona, baddest bitch in town, hun. You like our body?" You look into the reflection of your own eyes, you can feel her presence behind them.

"Um..." You hesitate.

"Ha, aren't you a little pussy! Well, don't you worry, I'll help you out. You and me are gonna cause some trouble tonight!"