Fuck yes!

“What kind of lunatic would I have to be to say ‘no’ to that? There really isn’t a catch? This is legit?” I asked.

Lyneth giggled softly and smiled, “Just that you have to keep this whole thing a secret. Up until this point you didn’t believe that things like me were real, and it would be ideal to keep it that way for the general population.”

“I see, but like, my soul isn’t damned for eternity because I’m hanging out with demons?”

“I don’t know.” Lyneth shrugged. “I have no idea what happens when we die.”

This had me stunned for a moment. “Really? You’re from Hell, and you have no idea where human souls go after we die?”

“Nope. If human souls are supposed to be going to Hell, they aren’t. Hell is just where I, and other demons, live.”

I didn’t want to consider the existential ramifications of such a revelation, so I didn’t. Instead I shook my head to clear it, and focused on the here and now. Specifically, the amazing pair of teats directly in front of me. Lyneth had stepped closer to me over the course of our conversation.

“Before you get too distracted, there’s one more simple matter to discuss.” She said but folded her arms under her chest to make her breasts bounce in front of my face.

“What’s that?”

“I can change my appearance at will, is there anything about the way I look right now you’d like to change? Don’t be shy about it either, I have no attachment to this current appearance. I’m your canvas.”

I considered it. There was an initial instinct to simply go with how she looked now so as not to be rude, but if she was a shapeshifter it definitely made sense that she wouldn’t take offense to any changes. In addition, I was curious about what it would look like when she changed.

“Well, I mean, I’m really into pale skin.” I began, deciding to start in an innocent enough place.

I watched in amazement as her skin color shifted before my eyes, going from its tanned sun-kissed appearance to a porcelain pale. It was as if she were in a photo-editing program and someone just adjusted her brightness in real-time.

“Whoa.” I muttered, wide-eyed.

She giggled, “You know, it never gets old seeing how people react to that the first time. Anything else?”

Her dark makeup was contrasting well with her new skin tone now. Admittedly, I had a thing for the whole goth look in general. but I wasn’t quite done, yet.

“Make your nipples pink and puffy. In fact, can you make them inverted too?”

Without replying, I watched as not only the color of her nipples changed, but their shape did too, becoming larger and puffier as requested. The nipples themselves seemed to vanish as the areola around them grew and engulfed them in softness.

“How’s that, Master?”

I nodded, “Gorgeous.” I got a little brave, deciding to bring my hands up to her chest and fondle her. She allowed it, smiling at me as I felt their impossible softness in my palms and fingers. While I did that, I continued to look at her, seeing if there was anything else that came to mind about her appearance. I supposed there were a few things I could do to make her look a little more punky.

“Can you add piercings?”

“Sure.”

“Eyebrow piercing over your left eye, a couple of earrings, and a stud below your lower lip. All black.” I watched as the piercings appeared from nowhere but still looked as though they’d always been there. “Then make your hair shorter and give yourself one of those side-shaved looks. Left side. Your natural hair color should be blonde, but you’ve dyed it black.”

Everything changed according to my desires, and now she looked sufficiently punk-goth for my likings. There were perhaps other things to change, but she interrupted me before I could suggest anything.

“How about you give me a test-drive before we continue? You look like you’re about to break your zipper.” Lyneth pointed at my crotch and sure enough, my erection was straining against the zipper of my jeans.