Malice!

Smirking back at the full-fledged Succubus, Salazar circled the red skinned demoness, her smile threatening to split her face at the return of her powers and beauty. “Excellent, I was worried I had gotten too carried away with my two sex slaves… Thankfully they had no wills left to fight back” Purred the sadomasochistic demon, his silver chains rattling behind him as he admired her now healthy and alluring physique. “How do you feel?”

“VENGEFUL…” Hissed Malice, admiring her sharp black fingernails before turning her yellow eyes to Salazar, her lips pursing into a seductive smile. “Good, now go, Mephisto expects results soon before the damage grows more sever.”

Tilting her shoulder in a demur pose, Malice looked the creature over, making her eyes heavy lidded. “But don’t you want to experience this?” She asked, turning around and raising her arms over her head, showing off her curves and tail while looking over her shoulder in a seductive leer. “I JUST got my body back; I want to experience a REAL fuck out of something that hasn’t been broken in like those leftovers.”

“Ooh, no wonder the dark one likes you.”

Moving towards her, Salazar spun her around and pinned her against the brick wall, making her gasp and smile back from the rough treatment. “Perhaps I shall sample your flesh, the dark one didn’t say I couldn’t indulge myself.” Wrapping a leg around his silk clothed waist, Malice pulled him close and licked at his ring studded nose. “If you’re worried about being too rough with me, don’t worry, it would be better than that limp-dick Reed ever gave me!”

Laughing out loud, Salazar pulled Malice into a fierce kiss, his studded tongue raking across hers and the roof of her mouth while he moved his loin cloth out of the way to free his growing erection and aim it between her legs. Feeling her clawed fingers scratch at his back and tug at his chains, he groaned into the kiss and tugged at her lower lip with his teeth before thrusting hard and fast into her, causing the succubus to gasp and moan.

Leering back and maintaining eye to eye contact, Malice smiled as the demon thrust harder into her, obviously getting off on her discomfort. Drawing a clawed finger down his side, she was not surprised to find him moan, his erection throbbing harder as a result.

“So… You like pain huh?” Seeing him nod back to her as he tightened his grip on her flanks to thrust harder and deeper, Malice’s smile widened. “Then you’re gonna LOVE me!” Raking her fingers down his back and leaving red welts from his neck down to his waist, Salazar shivered and went rigid, but when she bit down on his shoulder and tugged at the chain linking his nipples together, he nearly went into convulsions and began to fire off into her folds. His eyes rolling back from the explosive pain and pleasure he was experiencing.

But the moment he had done so, he had left his defenses wide open. Oblivious to anything else, Salazar rode out his orgasm, even as he began to get drained. Resting his horned head against the perfect slopes of her breasts he was slightly confused when it felt like they were growing fuller and rounder, his face sliding down her cleavage and his lolling tongue dragged against their curves only to lick down her abdominal muscles. His many piercing popped out of his body, the skin retracting as he shrank, and the many chains and studs fell to a small heap between his hooves before his feet began to dangle off the ground.

“YeS! PoWeR! MORE PoWeR!”

By the time he had finally become spent, Salazar the masochistic looked around and found himself pressed up against the succubae’s belly button before the hand holding him there pinched at his horns and hoisted him up to look back eye to eye with the now larger and more powerful she-demon.

“You! This was not part of the agreement.” Hissed the tiny frail incubus, thrashing and flailing against her pinched fingers. “Mephisto will HEAR of this, he will not tolerate this betrayal.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I still plan on defeating my ‘better’ half.” Purred Malice, now stepping away from the brick wall and admiring her now taller, stronger physique after draining the lust demon. “But I’m THROUGH obeying Mephisto! He left me up here to rot in this human body while that imposter took my name and body, HE can have Hell, but Earth? Earth is MINE!!!” Dropping Salazar on the ground, he didn’t have a chance to get up before she squashed him under foot, leaving only a pile of grey powder and silver chains on the dirt.

Looking herself over, Malice smiled with fanged lips, Salazar’s powers were now hers, and the increase is energy had giving her an extra pair of arched horns, giving her six in total. Her body was more athletic in its build, with defined muscles and enhanced curves, her chest now a hefty G cup whereas before it was a proud DD. But she had to see, she had to see what she had become!

*

She didn’t care if people gawked up at the 6’3 demoness strolling naked through the streets, as far as she was concerned, they were ALL beneath her, unworthy to appreciate her glory. Looking up at the door to a café several shops down from the alley she was in, the red skinned succubus stepped inside and shoved the woman heading for the washroom out of her way and locked the door behind her. Looking over at the reflection in the full view mirror that took the entirety of the bathroom wall, she bent and turned her head to get a better look at herself. Ignoring the complaints from the other side of the door.

Two pairs of horns arched over her head and splayed out like a crown, while her original pair circled her ears with the points curving upwards from her ears. Her face was still that of the Asian woman she was trapped in, but her beauty had been enhanced significantly, giving her sharp eyes, plump kissable lips and a heart shaped face. “Disgusting…” Closing her eyes, she heard the crick-crack of her skull and jaw change and shift, becoming the face she WANTED. When she opened her yellow slit eyes again, she smiled with pursed lips looking back at the face of Susan Storm smiling back at her. “Yes, MUCH better…”

Despite regaining her face and figure, the succubus still wasn’t done, she wanted to separate herself from the good side masquerading as her. Closing her eyes again, she lolled her horned head and pictured in her mind what she wanted to look like. Starting from her ankles up, black ink tattoos formed on her blood red skin. Illustrating acts of debauchery all over her naked body, like a twisted, perverse Sistine chapel with her flesh as the canvas, every inch of her body depicted a salacious orgy of carnal delights. Then she began to add highlights; a chrome steel belly ring formed at her belly button, followed by nipple piercings with a linked silver chain between both rings, earrings, a lip ring, nose ring and a chrome piercing at the bridge of her nose and brow. Dark eyeshadow formed under her eyes and her lips turned jet black. Wincing, black boney spurs pierced out of her shoulders and out of her scalp, lining down her skull like a mohawk to highlight her black horns. Lolling out her forked tongue, a chrome stud pierced the center of it, sucking on the metal before bringing her tongue back into her mouth. Looking at her new look, her smile widened.

“Yes… Now for the ensemble.”

“Hey you crazy bitch! Unlock the door and let us in already, otherwise we’ll call the police!” Hearing a heavy pounding from the door, Malice sneered and swung the restroom door open, looking down to find a group of stunned women who looked up at the terrifying she-demon. Malice glared at the closest one and grabbed the hem of their dress and ripped it clean off, slamming the door shut behind her and ignoring the screams. Alone once more, Malice pressed the torn fabric against her naked body and began to concentrate. Immediately the fabric began to change, losing its bright blue colour for liquid darkness and became not unlike latex that poured over her body. Wrapping around her waist and forming a dress with ankle long coat tails, portions grew and moulded over her arms and legs to become elbow high latex gloves with bare fingertips to expose her nails and thigh high boots that enveloped her cloven feet. Ironically, she left her perfect breast and crotch bare and exposed provocatively.

Turning and posing, Malice was pleased with her new look; a being of spite and seductive cruelty, no one would EVER confuse her for the imposter living at the Baxtor Building. But there was something… Missing. Clutching her hands against the sink, the she-demon winced and grit her fanged teeth when she tried to force a change on herself, drawing on all her hatred for the woman who was having sex with her husband every night and living her life. Behind her, her back twitched and bulged, then with a cry of pain, a pair of leathery wings sprouted from her back, spreading out and flapping as they grew bigger and stronger, the last flap of her new wings nearly making her airborne before she folded them back behind her.

“Yes! I am complete, I am MALICE!!!”

*

Slamming the door wide open again. The group of women and two police officers waiting at the door backed away in surprise, only to find a young blonde woman in a black and red business dress step out of the women’s washroom in black heels. Her rough yet elegant beauty catching everyone off guard until one of the police officers stepped forth and blocked her exit from leaving the building. “Ma’am, we’re going to have to ask you to stay where you…”

Tilting her sunglasses down her nose to look into the eyes of the police officer, Malice glared into his soul, making the policeman shudder and pause as he thought he heard a lioness growl back at him, her eyes glowing and keeping him transfixed to her eyes. “Little man, do us all a favour and move… Or BE moved!” Looking deep into her serpentine eyes, the man hesitated before Malice rolled her eyes and waved her hand as if to brush the man aside, instead she brushed aside the entire café! Over a dozen people cried out in shock when a solid wall of light pinned them, the police and the furniture against the far wall and crushed the cashier and service desk, giving Malice room to walk out the door and enjoy the sounds of their panic and screams. When she stepped outside and blended into the crowd, she snapped her fingers and turned invisible.

Yes, not only had she regained her face and perfect body, but her powers as well. Now she was truly ready to deal with the usurper. But first she needed to build up her power, first she needed pawns to play the game she had planned.

“THE DEVIL WALKS AMUNG US! I CAN SMELL HER DEBAUCHERY FROM HERE!” decried the blind preacher, pointing toward the direction Malice was walking and made the woman pause to watch him. “SAVE US LORD, SAVE US FROM EVAR LASTIN HELLFIRE AND TORMENT!”

Hissing in rage and contempt, the invisible she-demon snapped her fingers again, spontaneously igniting the man on fire as he flailed and panicked on the streets.

“I’M BURNIN! I’M BURNIN NOW! LORD SAVE ME FROM ALL THIS HELLFIRE!”

Even as several people gathered around the blind preacher to put out the flames, the sounds of Malice’s laughter filled the streets as she left. And she was just getting started!