Orders from the Mistress

Neeta Khatri perched on her knees and gazed down at the dusty remains of Principal Edwards. A couple of bones, a few torn shreds of dry skin, and not a whole lot more. For all his bluster and bullshit, the man was now nothing more than garbage to be swept up.

Neeta herself was a much different story. Her body had ripened to feminine perfection. Her breasts were large and sensitive, bulging like caramel melons off her chest. She felt so full of life as she stretched her arms upwards, relishing the pleasure of her new fullness and beauty.

Then, of course, there was the throbbing creature burrowed inside of Neeta’s fertile womb. The transformed woman cupped her belly, feeling the slightest bulge from her new companion.

“Oh my, what a mess you’ve made!” The strange voice from earlier said.

Neeta perked up and giggled.

“It’s your fault,” she said. “Now are you going to tell me who you are?”

“Your master, of course.”

A blazing circle of red light appeared beneath Neeta’s face and then the room around her faded to black.

Standing in front of Neeta was a statuesque woman with pale, purplish skin, burning red eyes, and a pair of long, sharp horns bulging from her forehead. The woman chuckled and her voice was identical to the one inside Neeta’s head.

“Neeta Khatri, you did well,” the demonic woman said. “But you also killed the school’s principal and that needs to be...dealt with.”

“Who are you? What did you do to me?”

The demon sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Such tedious questions. I am Lady Midday and I gave you exactly what you wanted.”

Neeta looked down at her large, swollen breasts and curvaceous body. The demon certainly wasn’t wrong.

“Now, down to business. You killed that pig. There’s nothing wrong with that, but now people are going to ask question. That’s a problem for me and a bigger problem for you.”

“So you want me to cover up his ****?”

The demon broke into a peel of fruity laughter.

“Oh goodness no! I don’t think you’re nearly competent enough, no offense. No, I will cover it up, but I need to be in your realm. That will take energy, lots of it.”

Lady Midday strolled over to Neeta and ran a clawed finger down the woman’s soft brown cheek.

“Luckily, That new body of yours is very good at gathering energy.”

The demon lunged in and kissed Neeta on the lips. The young teacher swooned, her sensitive pussy twitching as the sweet scent of licorice filled her nose.

“I think three souls will probably suffice, my dear. Can you do that for Momma?”

Lady Midday kissed Neeta again, cupping the teacher’s large breasts as she did so. Jolts of electric pleasure coursed through Neeta’s turgid nipples, causing her pussy to gush with pleasure.

As Lady Midday pulled away, a strand of saliva connecting the two women for just a moment, Neeta felt her body shudder with a powerful orgasm. The young woman nodded vacantly.

“Good. Make sure to find people who won’t be missed much. I want to minimize damage, for now.”

The demon giggled and snapped her fingers. Instantly, the room reappeared. Neeta looked down at the ground and saw that, strangely, the remains of the principal were gone.