Freya

A malevolent laugh fell from Freya's fang-tipped maw as she looked down at the chaos that the singular noxious arrow had caused. Freya was amazed by the rapid transformation of the blissfully unaware girl as the arrow momentarily pinned her to a wall. A shriek followed as her A cup tits blossomed out into a ripe pair of EE's that tore out of her prudish top.

In a matter of moments, the calm crowd erupted into orchestrated havoc as the rapidly transitioning Succubus tore the arrow from her newly crimson flesh and throw it into another unexpecting victim. By the time the Succubi's transformation was complete, she had caused a chain reaction further down the street.

Freya giggled as she eased another arrow from the quiver on her back and dipped it between the slick folds of her pussy lips. A lustrous moan filled the room as she revelled in the sensation of the metal as it nicked her sensitive flesh. Once the arrow had been anointed with her infective seed, Freya clipped it into place before firing it off into the manic crowd below.

As she readied the 3rd arrow a golden gleam caught her eye as she throw herself to the ground. Freya snarled as the newly fired golden arrow buried itself in the wall behind her. A fevered grunt slid from her angered lips as she parted them to hiss; "Well it seems as though my protégé has finally arrived to avenge my damnation."

Freya's slit eyes gleamed in sadistic admiration as she tracked the path of the next arrow. Time seemed to slow down as Freya honed her demonic senses and roughly tweaked a pitch nipple. As a soft mewl escaped her lips the putrid milk coated the arrow, allowing her to catch it with a taloned hand.

Without blinking an eye she noted her protégé's position and hurled the noxious arrow back toward them...