Guess you are thirsty.

You can't help it but to just stand there mesmerized by the events of the past minutes. He rises to his feet and walks over to you, “You are so very pretty like this. You don't really want to go back do you?” He asks taking your tiny perfectly manicured hand in his big strong hands.

“I guess I like being cute.” You say meekly, clicking the toes of your heels together ever so softly as you stand there pigeon toed looking down, suddenly to intimidated to look at him.

“Good now be a good little girl and bend over.” Saying this he puts his hand on your head and softly pushes you down till you are on your knees. You want to do what he says, in fact suddenly all you want to do is make men happy. As you glance up you catch sight of his delicious looking cock just standing there all sexy like and lean in and slurp it down. His yummy meat fills your mouth and you take hold of his sack, massaging it as you bob up and down on him, making sure your lips touch his torso with each thrust. He takes hold of your hair and starts fucking your face. “Oh ya, not what I wanted, but you are pretty good at this. How about you reach back and grab your heels.” You do as instructed and he takes hold of your face, pushing and pulling you around so his cock can explore every place in your mouth. As he does you can't help but notice how both odd and cool it is that your tongue is pierced. “So good.” He starts moaning softly as he slams home over and over into your face. Finally he pulls out, takes hold of his cock and aims it at your face, jerking slowly. “Last chance, drink me and the change is permanent.”

You don't even hesitate, you aren't sure exactly if it is desire to change, a lust for cum, or just being lost in the moment, but you lean in and take his cock into your mouth again. Sucking, his cock releases it's prize and the first blast flows down your throat without even hitting your tongue. “Yum.” You hear yourself say as he pulls back so his cum can blast across your extended tongue. Stream after splattering stream cover your face and mouth, eagerly you lap it up, using your fingers to help it into your open mouth till he finally stops spurting. Once he has stopped you wrap your lips around the head and jerk him off trying to coax more of his delicious seed. “More.” You can't even believe it as you say the words, yet all you can think of is pleasing him and drinking more yummy cum.

Spent he does up his pants saying, “Now don't you go anywhere I have to get some things to cast another couple of spells. I have to admit I liked your mouth, but I don't really want a little sissy, I wanted a girl. But I know just the demon to sell you to. Now give me your little top so I can show them your scent.”

Obediently you unzip the corset freeing your cute little titties, marveling at just how sexy you are you don't say a word as he leaves you alone in the little dressing room. “He is going to sell me to a demon.” You hear yourself gleefully as you stand up and adjust your little skirt and stockings then set to fixing your makeup in the mirror, staring longingly into the beautiful eyes of the little slut you have become. “I wonder what kind of demon is going to be my new master?” You say as you finish your makeup. Then it is like a fog suddenly clears as a flash of blue washes over the room. “What the fuck. Oh shit he is going to sell me to a demon!” The realization of everything slams home and you quickly look around the room. There is no sign of your former belongings only a little tiny black purse with metal studs around it's sides. Snatching it up you become ever so aware of how much danger you are in. But what to do? Can you even get away? Are you really going to be like this forever?

Well, what do you do? Run?