Evil takes over the penis!

"AT LAST" The instant the blade parts Hector from his penis you take over.

"Is that you Amaros?" Ramona asks the cock in her hand. "Did I do well Master?"

You finally have flesh! Years ago, Ramona started the process of creating a vessel for you. Using her boyfriend's sad penis and turning it slowly into a cock worthy of you. Your powers will grow as you enthrall more humans. But first....

Small particles of demon pheromones begin to radiate from your penis body. Ramona's fingers slide up and down your shaft, gently massaging your new body. She moans lightly as your power begins to affect her.

She brings you to her lips and licks slowly up your shaft to your head's rim. Her tongue runs along your soft fleshy tip as her entire body begins to respond to your pheromones. She moans loudly as she takes you into her mouth. You feel her lust enter you, further feeding your power base. Warmth radiates from you, driving her arousal higher.

Legs nearly giving out, she sits on the empty shell of her former boyfriend's body. She traces your penis body down her panting chest, using you to circle one hard nipple as her other hand frantically rubs her clit. "Master...please...oh Master," she pants desperately in lust as her frantic hands bring you to her lips again. Your demonic precum sears her lips as she plunges you into her mouth again. Her mind rolls from your power as she swallows your precum hungrily.

Her legs press together desperately as her lust filled mind struggles to keep up with its' own needs. Your demon cock is roughly shoved into her sopping pussy, alighting her lust anew. "Oooooo! Maaassterrr" Ramona moans as her eyes flutter closed. She frantically fucks herself with you for several minutes, riding the lusty rhythms as her soul and body are being marked....claimed by you.

It's not long before she cries out from the strongest orgasm she's ever felt. At that moment you take control. Her entire body locks up and shakes as you assert control and bend her lust-filled will to yours. You can feel her thoughts echo through her mind. She is yours. Your first Enthralled.

You project your thoughts directly into her eager mind. Her hands are guided to the top of her pussy, holding your base to her shaven mound. Tendrils shoot from your base into her, she moans and bucks in orgasm again as you mount her body. Her blood flows into you, bringing your power over her to a maximum. She is now yours to command or your body to use.

"Such...perfect flesh," You mutter as you try her voice out for the first time. Placing your hand down on Hector's shell of a body, you awkwardly stand. Balance is a new sensation to you and it takes a few moments to adjust. You raise your new hands to your face and run them over your thick hair and down your ample curves, enjoying the sensations. It's amazing to have a body after being little more than a thought for so long.

The basement is a messy affair. Clothes, straps, and other things litter the floor. Only half the basement has carpet, the bare concrete is cold under your toes....Driving you to get clothed. Pulling a curtain over your Hosts' sanctum, you then plod over to the bedroom area of the open floorplan. The carpet feels much better to your feet. Again you're distracted by the new sensations.

A mirror draws your attention. True to your' Host's tastes, it's an ornate wooden mirror mounted on a stud. You walk towards it, amazed by having a reflection. The face is...exotically beautiful. Dark make up surrounds your eyes. Full lips curve into a smile as you are entranced by your own reflection. You watch your hands trace over your tattoos, along the edge of your full breasts, to your hardening nipples.

From your host, you feel her lustful horniness from being **** to do things by you. You decide to give her a little show...

"You are mine now Ramona. In body....and soul. To do with as I wish," you say to your reflection, knowing she is **** to see what you see. Her soul writhes in escatsy from your declaration. This further elevates your power, you are a lust demon after all. You take a few minutes running 'your' hands over 'her' body, relishing every moment.

"Let's see what you have to wear..." You say out loud. It's too fun feeding off her submissive lust to stop.

You step on an odd bit of clothing. It seems to have cups and straps all over. Ramona's thoughts show you how to put it on after a moment you have a bra on. The complicated thing has straps that crisscross over your back and sides. "Mmmm, not bad."

Your eyes are drawn to a strange type of fabric...it's shiny and thin, reflecting like a waters' surface. You slowly bend at the waist to pick it up. The garment seems to be a flimsy top with a fine mesh in places to show skin. A grin parts your lips as you try it on. From inside, you feel Ramona's arousal kick up again...must be a favorite top. You feel the soft, silky fabric caress over your flesh in pleasurable ways. You go over to the mirror and are enticed by seeing your bra-covered breasts through the iridescent shirt. "What interesting clothes you have, my pet." Ramona quivers from the acknowledgement.

Your hard cock still stands proudly from her thin, curvy sided hips. "Hmmm, what do to about you...my Master's cock." You mutter to yourself to get a rise out of Ramona. There's not much that could hide such a monster of a cock. With some adjustment, you're able to get a leather pencil skirt on and point your cock downward to hide it. It's not ideal...but for now you have to live with it.

After adding some Docs, ripped tights, and arm mesh sleeves you admire your look in the mirror again. "Now...let us see what else will be made Mine."

Deciding to let her have control you broadcast your want directly into her mind.

"TAKE ME UPSTAIRS,"