Yes, yes she was.

Kat lay sprawled out on her stomach watching TV, barely glancing at Eliza’s arrival. The same could not be said the other way around, however, as Eliza found it difficult to pry her eyes away. Kat’s clothing, or lack thereof, drew in the eyes like a magnet. Her captivating red skin contrasted stunningly with the black lingerie she wore. Translucent knee socks clung to her lavish legs, the fabric crawling up to her mid-thigh, topping itself with frilly lace edging. A black lining of fabric protected her unmentionables, held in place by a pair of black spaghetti straps that slightly squeezed her plump hips. Above her waist was nothing at all, her breasts hidden away in the cushions. This effectively added to the allure, giving her mounds a tantalizing squish to them that showcased their plump softness. Eliza had half a mind to jump the demon right there, while the other half wholeheartedly opposed the notion, knowing the repercussions of such an action.

Finally managing to pry her eyes away from the crimson beauty, Eliza made her way to her room to change. Grabbing at her clothes, she pulled them through herself to quickly disrobe, only for her to stop and question the action. Maybe it was actions like this that made her urges harder to control. She had gotten used to all the conveniences that her aura powers had given her, Eliza only now realizing how flippantly she was using her reserves. Then again, she had gained better control of her aura as well, so it didn’t seem to add up. That’s why she was going to ask Kat, she would know. Leaving her room, Eliza threw a t-shirt at Kat that morphed through her body before her breasts could be put on display.

“Cover those massive jugs of yours, they're distracting. Besides, I wanted to ask you something.” Kat’s face scrunched up in playful annoyance before she lifted herself to a sitting position, a smile quickly creeping onto her face. Eliza realized she didn’t help the situation much, as the t-shirt, panties, and stockings look was all too enticing in and of itself. Taking a deep breath Eliza focused on the coming conversation, sitting down on the loveseat next to her.

“I’ve…been having an issue lately, and was wondering if you could help.” The smile on Kat’s face vanished, concern taking its place in an instant. She gestured for Eliza to continue, so she obliged. “I’ve noticed that my…urge? Whatever you want to call it, has been manifesting itself a lot lately, like, alarming so.” Kat didn’t give a reply right away, pausing as she pondered something.

“Well, when was the last time you gave into that…urge?”

“A few days ago. Today I went out dress shopping with a friend and practically pounced on her. Granted, we were in the same dressing room so I was given a good look, but still.

“That explains the shirt, I suppose.” She said absently, her thoughts elsewhere. “Guy or girl?”

“My friend or…”

“Your last feed, sweetie.”

“Guy. He actually turned out to be a Satyr, if that matters.” Kat’s eyes perked up.

“It does, It matters a lot. I’m surprised you found another mystic in the area, I was unaware there were any close to here.”

“Yeah, he lives somewhere near the spa, or so he says. That's where we met and he…topped me off rather thoroughly.” Eliza couldn’t help but blush at her own comment, her mind getting flashbacks of that night.

“I’d say. A satyr is a lucky find, they practically exude life essence, there’s a reason our two races get along well together.” Eliza was about to open her mouth to voice a confirmation but simply turned red at the implication instead. “Anyway, getting back on track, you said that was a couple days ago?”

“Yeah, and yet today I felt it as strong as ever.”

“I see…” Kat looked off to the distance, her mind swirling with thought. She began mumbling to herself, giving Eliza a glimpse at her thought process. “That surely is rather quick…Though you have been maturing faster than others I’ve seen, which could be influencing your stark cravings.” She glanced at Eliza who was suddenly prodded with Kat’s probing aura, it giving off a combined sense of intrigue and contemplation. Her own aura instinctively pushed back against the opposing ****, but trusting her friend’s intentions, she stopped fighting it and let the aura engulf her. It was an odd sensation as the aura washed over her more thoroughly than it had in the past, the aura still thick with interest and intrigue. Eliza started to become slightly antsy under the scrutiny, the aura clamping down on her leaving her with a sense of unease. Then, Eliza felt a spark of comprehension coming off Kat, to which she quickly retracted her aura.

“You found something?” Eliza asked in apprehension, the unease she felt being channeled into her anxiety.

“Yep, I'm pretty sure I know exactly what it is. There’s nothing to worry about sweetie.” An invisible weight lifted off Eliza’s shoulder, though she didn’t miss the lack of explanation.

“And?” she prompted.

“I don’t want to worry you with the details.” She said dismissively, though Eliza wasn’t about to let it go that easy.

“It’s the lack of details that worries me.” Kat looked at Eliza impassively, pondering on her next words.

“Ok, fine, you win. I can’t say no to such a cute face.”

“What does my face have anything to do with anything?”

“Everything sweetie, simply everything. It’s part of why I offered to turn you in the first place. Imagining what that adorable face would turn into was just too tantalizing to not find out.” Eliza raised her eyebrow.

“We’re just going to…put that aside for now. So, those details you mentioned?”

“Yes, yes. A question first, have you noticed anything weird happening lately, specifically to your body?” Thinking on the question, Eliza realized what Kat was getting at. She had noticed how her clothes seemed to fit differently now, how she seemed to fill them differently than she had before. On more than one occasion Eliza had used her aura to readjust the fit of her clothes. She had noticed the ogling gazes from passersby as she walked around campus, even after constraining her aura. Eliza had impassively contemplated on it but never really came to any formal conclusions, until now.

“Are you saying that my body is changing?”

“Correct. Simply put, your maturation into a succubus is slowly changing you, for the better I might add. It’s rounding out rough edges, firming up places that sagged or folded over unflatteringly, enhancing your good traits while erasing any blemishes. Your body is drawing on its reserves in order to make itself more enticing to human sensibilities, helping you get more life essence to then fuel more changes. It’s happening faster than normal, but you’ve been an odd case since the beginning.”

“Okay, I guess I get that. But now I don’t understand why you didn’t tell me sooner.” Kat didn’t answer right away, her eyes unwilling to meet her own. She bit her lip, which with her current garb and the situation Eliza was just in, didn’t do her any favors.

“Well, " She said, hesitantly, "To be perfectly honest with you, it may have…slipped my mind a bit.”

“It…slipped your mind?” Eliza asked incredulously. “You didn’t think that your magical succubus powers changing my body willy nilly without my knowledge isn’t an important enough detail to remember!”

“I mean, when you say it like that you make it sound so much worse than it is.” She answered sheepishly. Eliza simply glared at her, an annoyance building up inside of her. Then, without warning, it suddenly burst.

“Oh, sometimes you’re just the worst.” Eliza huffed, clutching a nearby cushion and throwing it at Kat’s face. She hit her mark with a satisfying thud, Kat letting out a surprisingly human yelp. The scowl that appeared on her face afterward, however, made Eliza wonder if she made a mistake. Then, a smile broke on her face.

“You son of a bitch.” she chided in exaggeration, making her own attack with the cushion. Eliza’s eyes widened at the speed of the pillow, her head barely managing dodging in time.

“Ha, missed me.” she chided.

“Don’t tempt me, girl.”

“Or you’ll do what?” It was then Eliza realized that she maybe had gone a bit too far, as Kat moved to get up from the couch. She didn’t wait for Kat to stand up before bolting to her bedroom, quickly slamming it shut. Or attempting to, as somehow Kat was already at the door holding it open. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Eliza pleaded in a panic.

“Nope, not getting out of this one that easy darling.” She said, shoving the door open with one powerful push. The **** of it was enough to send Eliza off balance, falling backward onto her bed. Kat lurched forward swiftly, pillow in hand, then started bludgeoning her with it. Eliza brought her arms up in an attempt to defend herself from the onslaught, fits of laughter escaping during her pillowy ****.

After a few minutes Kat finally relented her attack, leaving the two women panting in the aftermath. Kat had positioned herself on top of Eliza, her legs straddling her on either side. Eliza was then reminded of the conversation she wanted to have with Kat in the first place, about the urge that kept building and building, and this situation didn’t help in that regard one bit.

A red flushness came to Eliza’s cheeks as she panted, the urge showing itself again. She was once again reminded of the stark beauty of Kat’s body. She had pinned her down by sitting on top of her, and the softness of her body was starting to make her head spin. She realized that it had been a while since the two of them had any real contact between them and Eliza had forgotten just how soft her body was. It was to be expected of course, but that didn’t make the plump thighs straddling her any less enticing. That wasn’t even factoring in anything else, not her round ass, or flat stomach, or her buxom tits, or her…soft lips.

Before she realized what she was doing, Eliza looped her arms around the back of Kat’s neck and pulled her closer. Kat didn’t fight her, giving into Eliza’s whims as she allowed herself to be pulled into a kiss. Eliza’s mind went blank with lust once their lips met, surrendering to the pleasure as their lips and tongue danced around each other. She tightened her grip around Kat, greedily aching for more of her.

Kat, for her part, didn’t fight the lingering kiss, affectionately returning it with vigor. A hand curled through Eliza’s hair, pulling herself closer as the two barely dressed women made out. That buxom chest of hers was pressed tightly against her own with an intoxicating pressure, the t-shirt holding them doing nothing to hinder their soft roundness. They kissed and made out like it was the most natural thing, and at that moment, as far as Eliza’s lust-addled mind was concerned, it was.

After what felt like forever Kat finally retreated, Eliza’s arms unwillingly letting her pull away. The two women stared into each other's eyes for a moment, both struggling to breathe as they didn’t leave much room for it during the process.

“You know, when you said you had an urge, I didn’t expect it to be so strong, for you to pull me into such a lustful little kiss like that."

“I’m sorry, I…don’t know what came over me.”

“Darling, I loved that. You have nothing to apologize for. But, I can see the problem you’re facing, if you lose control like that at the wrong time…”

“Things could end very poorly.” Eliza finished, her eyes unable to meet Kat’s. Realizing what she was about to ask, Eliza pursed her lips as she steeled her resolve. “Is there…any way you could help with that?” She could feel herself blush, the heat in her cheeks threatening to engulf her in flames, the embarrassment overtaking her entire sense of being. This was the second time Eliza had so directly asked for sex, the first only being a couple of days ago with Sven, and now here she was asking for it again with Kat. In the past Eliza would've never thought she could be so brazen asking for it, being much too timid and awkward and would dance around the subject. Yet here she was, practically begging to be fucked. It was such a turnaround from what she once was, and yet, it felt completely...natural. If she was being completely honest with herself, she...loved it. The amount of pleasure she felt, the satisfaction of bringing pleasure to others, it was an intoxicating mix of emotions that she wasn't sure she could give up anymore, even if she was given the chance. Sure it's come with some growing pains, but her quality of life has skyrocketed since meeting Kat, and if nothing else she would be grateful to her for that.

Speaking of Kat, while Eliza had been lost in her thoughts, Kat was thinking about her question, a ponderous look on her face. Only now did it disappear, replaced with a soft, subtle smile. “You know what darling, I may have just the thing to help you with that.”