I suppose that depends on perspective

"Demon?" Ginger asked.

"I-"

Huh? My Lord? Hmm. Okay. She's thinking? Okay. Dispel the glamour? Of course. The magic faded.

Her eyes widened but she looked away. I looked to Stacy, and see seemed to understand my meaning as she lifted up the bed with one hand. Part of my gift to her from the enslavement, a piece of my demonic ability. Hmm. Am I that strong? I guess I hadn't tried lifting anything.

I thought she'd jut answer but instead she just looked at me right in the eyes.

"I see," she finally said. "I think I understand. Uhm... can I ask you a question though?"

I leaned in close because it seemed as if she didn't want Stacy to hear. "Go on."

"Do I have to be a lesbian as a demon? I am actually straight," she whispered.

I smiled. "That is actually better. Though, oh. Well, don't worry about it now."

I went to hand her the book but my Lord stopped me. Hmm? Oh. I see. You think so? I'll ask her.

"Is something wrong?" she asked as she noticed me pulling the book away.

"My Lord thinks, you might be better candidate for something, but it is your choice. Want to try? He thinks you are worth of the Belial."

We were both curious. The ritual wasn't all that different from what I did. We just needed some candles and chalk. But it was going to be quite a bit more painful, but my Lord felt her worth of it. It was an honor I might have also been worth but my circumstances didn't lead me to being able to preform such a ritual. It didn't matter. Being with my Lord was enough.

She blushed as she got naked. She had to sit on the book pussy first. I was a bit envious of that. Direct skin contact like that when I was a human. That has to feel amazing! She screamed near instantly from the pleasure of it. I had cast magic to block the sound so there was no reason to worry. She could orgasm as much as she wanted. Wanted might have been the wrong word. The sheer pleasure rocked her whether she wanted it or not.

Hmmm, I licked my lips. I wanted some. Purple light began to fill around her. According to our Lord, Belial was one of His true daughters. One He had made in hell. So she had never been to this plane of existence before. A demon princess like this was a thing of beauty from the way He described it. She sounded more like an unhatched egg. One that Ginger was about to use as armor.

In this sense it wouldn't modify her personality at all, but it would make her a lot stronger than me. To hold a true piece of our Lord! I blushed and shook my heading thinking about it. Perhaps this was better! I would never be ready so soon for an honor that great! Ginger would be like an incubator I suppose? So lucky! I guess it was an impossible thing to decide on.

"Gaaah. Mhhhmmmnnggnn," she moaned and screamed.

"Look, pet, she its forming," I said. The same moth womb tattoo, right above her pussy. Hmm, oh. Hers has one slight difference. A little tiara? Her royal status?

"..."

I fell to my knees and one hand reached for my pussy and the other for my breast as I moaned. "Mmmggnnn." Looking, I saw Stacy was doing the same. So, Ginger did that? The spell was complex, it was hard to understand it fully, but, I just couldn't stop myself. I just had to masturbate for my princess. My mind was... masturbate for the princess. I fell backwards touching my breast and looking at my other one. I wanted to lick it but it was too far away.

I... my tail was too short. But... right! I moved my butt and slid my tail across-

"My Lord! My Princess! Mggggmnh," I came. I came for my princess. That didn't make any difference though. Right now the only thing that mattered was masturbating for my princess.