of course

“Tracy… p-please”

Looking down on her husband, Tracy didn’t felt the usual caring love she had for him. Her glowing eyes were full of lust and disdain for this good for nothing man, unable to give her release despite his gigantic cock. Maybe this new deity could give her what she needed.

“Yesssss…” she said, her tongue growing and becoming forked as it exited her mouth, “I give everything to you, turn me into your most wicked, sinful whore.”

As soon as she finished her sentence, a wave of soul-shattering pleasure hit her, making her howl in extasy as she experienced the biggest orgasm she ever felt.

Dion watched helplessly the final transformation of his wife. The already incredibly sexy human woman was turning into an even sexier demoness, a paragon of female sluttiness. Her breasts grew again, inflating into perfect mounds of flesh while her ass followed too. Horns, wings and tail burst from her as she trashed on top of him, shouting a steam of howl and insanities.

Tracy was finally able to regain her senses as her climax stopped. But her new body was still buzzing with pleasure, her articulated cunt instinctively milking Dion’s cock. Looking over her dark-red body, she laughed as she was remembering the thoughts she’d been having about her husband, her family, her friends … She didn’t want love, affection or friendship, she wanted more sex, more pleasure; she wanted all the cocks, all the cunts... she wanted to fuck, to corrupt, to bring more souls to the Idol. Her new master had given her this life, and she had to do his bidding. Her thoughts were interrupted when she realized she was feeling something deep inside herself. Thehellspawned corrupted magic was waiting, dormant in her core, another reward for surrending her soul. The delicious, dark power was ready, and she knew how to use it on Dion. Her new master had something in store for him.