Pleasure and Pain

The word his wife had whispered in Reed's ear took root in his mind, drowning out any other thoughts. Reed couldn't say it, couldn't visualise it, but he understood the meaning, the intent. But it didn't just touch his mind. Reed's flesh was responding to the power of the word, dragged up from the depths of... somewhere by the thing that was once his beautiful wife. Reed's skin suddenly started to bubble, slothing away from his flesh. He screamed in pain, the agony was like nothing he had ever felt, as if he was being pulled apart from the inside out. He fell to his knees, grimacing at Sue, who watched calmly, with a slight smile on her evil black lips. She didn't say a word, but Reed knew she was enjoying the sight of her husband's agony and something in the word told him that that was good thing, that he should embrace it too. He began to pull at his skin, ripping it away from his body, but there was no blood, no flesh underneath, just writhing glossy blackness. Finally Reed grabbed at his face, pulling the last remnants of his old self away to reveal a blank slate, a pure black nothingness, ready for moulding.

Sue let out a brief breath and licked her lips. The shining black figure kneeling before her was glorious, it's humanity ripped away, but it was not sufficient.

"Rise," she hissed. The thing that was once Reed stood, glossy black eyes staring directly at her. She ran her finger across his lips and they began to plump, parting slightly as they grew, revealing slightly pointed teeth. Sue ran her hands down his neck and rested them on his chest which began to swell, forming a magnificent pair of breasts. A whimper escaped from Reed's mouth as Sue ran her hands further down, slimming his waist and growing his butt to a perfectly exaggerated hourglass.

"Beautiful," she purred, placing a hand between his legs and drawing something out, an inhuman protuberance between his legs, thick, veined and pulsing, grew, straining to follow Sue's hand. It could barely be called a cock, this was something monstrous, corrupting, addictive and just below it lay an eager slit, dripping with black juice. As she ran her hands further over his body, Reed's arms and legs slimmed, perfect feminine grace, built for seduction with clawed nails and sharp heels emerging from within him.

A final change occurred as Sue leaned in and kissed her ex-husband. She ran her fingers over his head and drew out four long, curved horns, arching backwards through a glossy black mane that flowed down his back. Reed moaned in pleasure, revelling in the intense pain his transformation was causing, the lines between pleasure and pain long vanished in his twisted mind.

"You created me," whispered Sue, sliding her fingers along Reed's new cock, "Your reward shall be a place at my feet as I spread the joy you have given me. No-one should be denied the ecstasy of feeling as we do."

Reed groaned, black seed instantly spraying over Sue's hand, the slightest touch from her sending him into rapture. He focused and grew his cock even larger for her, his powers still intact, even after such a life-changing metamorphosis.

"Mmm, save that for them," purred Sue, glancing up a security monitor showing a figure entering the lobby of the Baxter Building...