Party Guest from Hell

Louisa leads you and Emily back down to the ball room. There are about 30 people present including El Jefe and Teresa. You sense that about a third of them are demons. You direct Emily to get samples from the uncorrupted ones.

You make contact with Kyle, position him outside the kitchen, and begin slipping samples to him. However, you misidentify the person who was sampled. The false samples you ascribe to El Jefe and his staff will clear them of suspicion.

Emily is doing quite well at obtaining samples. She's flirting with the men, and the women, using her allure to distract them while switching a glass, getting some hair samples or the like.

More than an hour has passed since you infected her. She's doing the tango with a Colonel in El Jefe's army. Her face is flushed, you notice her nipples straining through the leather of her dress. You approach, you smell her arousal. The song ends, and Emily staggers toward you.

"Jody," she mumbles. "I don't, I don't feel ...so go."

"What is it dear."

"Hot, dizzy, can't think straight. Horny too."

"I think you need to lie down for a bit. Let's get you back to Louisa's room."

And with that, you wrap your arm around her and pull her back up the stairs.

Emily collapses on the bed, and you slide next to her.

Louisa comes in after you and locks the door. "Is this a private party, or can I join too?" she asks.

"Louisa, darling, you're always welcome."

Louisa lies on the other side of the bed with Emily sandwiched between you.

"Hot," Emily says.

"What's the matter, dear?" you ask. "Are you feeling warm. Should we get you out of this dress?" You slide the zipper half way down Emily's back.

"No," Emily says, "I'm not hot. She's HOT," pointing at Louisa. Then she turns around. "You're HOT too," Jody.

You smile at her. "I'm glad you think so," and pull her into a soft kiss. Emily pulls back, breathless.

Louisa grabs Emily by the shoulders and turns her around. "I'm glad you think so too," then pulls her into a much harder kiss. Emily moans, and Louisa fills her mouth with her long tongue. You reach under the dress and begin to massage Emily's small tits. She's not resisting, so you pull the dress away from her chest. Louisa begins sucking on a nipple and you slide the dress over Emily's hips.

"I wish I could be hot, like you two," Emily whispers.

"Shhhhh," you whisper back. "Be careful what you wish for... sometimes wishes come true."

Emily kicks the dress from her feet and begins to rub her pussy.

"I'm so fucking horny," she moans. "Need to cum. Can't think straight. Need to fucking cum."

"We can help you with that, Em'," you say. Then you kiss and lick your way down her body, over her tits, across her stomach. You nibble on her hip, before spreading her legs to lick the inside of her thighs.

Then you dive into her pussy as Louisa begins to kiss her once again. Both of you allow the illusion of your clothes to fade, but you retain a human appearance. You dive deep into Emily's pussy, fucking her with your long tongue. Emily's hips buck around you, and you pull back to tease her clit. She builds to another crest, grunting and moaning along the way.

"Oh, Jody, oh, Jody, oh, oh, Jody, Jody," she grunts.

You can feel she's about to cum.

At that instant, you slip a your middle finger into her slick tunnel and massage her g-spot. Her pussy throbs as she hits the crescendo.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Jooooo----diiii, uh"

You climb on top of her as she struggles to catch her breath. Your firm, full tits press against hers.

She tilts her head sideways, with a quizzical expression.

"What's wrong, dear," you ask.

Louisa pops beside you and stare into Emily's eyes.

"Yeah, Em', what's wrong?"

As you roll to one side, Emily's eyes shift between the two of you. You and Louisa simultaneously reach down and begin toying with her pussy once again. Your hand is on top, cupping her mons and toying with her clit. Louisa comes from behind her back, up across her ass and playing with her 'taint.' Each of you alternates twirling your finger in small circles around those parts and driving the finger deep into Emily's sodden cunt.

Through the veil of pleasure, Emily manages to gasp, "Your, your eyes."

"What about our eyes?" you ask. "Do we look hot?"

"No, no," Emily mutters, "demon eyes. You have demon eyes."

"That's right, Em'," you say. "We do have demon eyes. We can't hold back what we are from you anymore.

"Demons can't hide from their own kind.

"You're, de...demons?"

"Yes, Emily. ... We're demons. All of us. We're all demons." You stoke her clit harder.

"Louisa's a demon.

"I'm a demon."

You pause for a second, then drive your finger deep into her pussy.

"And your a demon too.

Emily moans loudly.

"Your last orgasm triggered your change. You were so lost in it, you couldn't feel your soul shaking free, but we did. We felt it slip from you and off to Hell."

"And it's gone, darling. That empty spot inside you. That's where it used to be.

"You're changing now, and that's why you're starting to see our true nature. We're gonna fill that empty space back up though. We're going to fill you that space with so much wickedness and depravity, that you'll be just ... like ... us. And you're going to LOVE every second of it!

"No more pesky morals, Emily. Nothing to worry about but serving Lilith, bringing pleasure to those who serve her, and sharing her gift with the world.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhh," Emily moans louder. "ohhhhh FUCK! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK."

"Do you want us to fill your empty space, Emily?"

"Uh, Uh, Uh," she grunts.

"Do you want us to fill you with evil?

"Fill that empty part of you with nothing but pleasure?"

Emily eyes both of you lustfully, and it's clear that she now sees each of you as the succubi you are.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my pussy you fucking demon whores!" she screams.

Louisa is happy to oblige. She bends her tail between her legs and extends about a foot and a half of it from her crotch. It looks like she's sporting a huge dick. Forcing Emily's legs apart, she slides in slowly. Emily's nether lips stretch around the inhuman phallus as the former DSD agent shouts and moans. Her shouts are quieted when you settle your pussy over Emily's face. Her licks are sloppy at first, but she begins to show some prowess at eating pussy. You lean forward to meet Louisa's thrusts and mash your massive rack against hers.

Emily draws an orgasm from you, and you climb off her face. Louisa thrusts deeply into Emily and begins to spurt thick, black cum into her. Emily's eyes pop open. A broad smile comes to your face.

"Demon eyes," you whisper. "Now you have demon eyes too, my succulent little morsel."

Louisa pulls out, and Emily kneels on the bed. She gazes at the mirror across the room and stare back at herself through red, slits that float in coal black pools. Her blackening lips curl into an evil smile as she reveals lengthening fangs. Pushing longer hair over her shoulders, you note streaks of black setting in. She paws at her chest, her tits now too big for her hands to contain.

"Cold," she whispers, "Cold and empty. Fill me Jody, fill me now."

You stick your tongue out and lay back on the bed, offering a ride on your face. Emily doesn't hesitate and lowers her bald pussy onto your waiting mouth. You draw a pair of orgasms from her and relish her evil, black cum as it squirts across your face.

Rising up, you admire your handiwork. Emily sports voluptuous curves on a crimson skinned body that's built for sin. Wrapping your hands around her horns, you pull the newly minted succubus to your tit and feed her your sweet milk. She licks her cocksucker lips with her black, forked tongue before she settles onto your turgid nipple. Her clawed fingers graze your back and you stuff your tail into her firm ass. Another orgasm builds within Emily, each grunt causes her tail to grow longer and longer until its 5 feet match your own.

Emily puts the tail to good use and begins fucking you wildly. You come together and watch the leathery wings erupt from you newest sister's back.

"How may I serve you, Mistress," Emily asks.

You order her to turn around and stroke her tail at its base, almost like you're jerking her off. Emily warps the end around your arm, up between your cleavage and into your mouth. Louisa takes Emily in a firm embrace.

"This might hurt a little," she says. "Well, that's not entirely true. Actually, ... it's gonna hurt a lot."

You right hand is poised at the base of Emily's tail. You conjure the magical energy and focus it out you index finger. Emily screams in pain as you sear her flesh. Moments later, you're done. Emily is panting and looking over her shoulder to admire the tramp stamp you tattooed on her low back.

"It's delicious, Mistress," she coos. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," you reply, "but it servers a bigger purpose than just branding you as my slut. I can't pass Queen Mara's vast knowledge and power to you, but the magical runes within your tattoo will allow you to cloak your body in glamour to appear much like you did as a human."

"Thank you, Mistress," she replies. "I hope it helps me to serve you, and Queen Mara, and Lilith."

"You're welcome, my sweet," you respond. "But you will not be able to create an illusion of clothing. You'll still have to wear these."

You toss Emily the leather dress, and she applies her glamour for the first time. She struggles to squeeze into the dress this time since her ass, hips, and tits are larger than before, even in this form.

You and Louisa work your own spells and appear to be the perfect human sluts.

"Let's rejoin the party," you say.