Of Course Not.

Alisha laughed hysterically before being interrupted by a gasp and a lurid moan.

“I'm already like you.” Alisha utter with all the come fuck me sultry emphasis she could.

Roe simply smiled at Alisha, “Right answer.” Roe replied, watching as Alisha’s face contorted and she screamed out, her eyes closing as she focused on the wondrous sensation of her soul ripping free and her evolution completing.

As her eyes opened the brown was gone. Her now steely grey irises encircling her enlarged black as the Idol's pit pupils.

As Alisha's deep breathing slowed she moaned in **** as she felt her demonic brethren withdraw from her. “Thank you.” Alisha gasped looking first at Roe, then back at Aaron.

Stretching out her now winged arms Alisha smiled thinking about how much better it felt than those wing like garments she used to parade in, looking over her shoulder she flexed her tail feathers for the first time as Aaron gave her space.

First she fanned them out like a peacock, the glistening jewel coloured feathers easily just as impressive, then she flattened them down behind her like a dress, the instinctive knowledge of how they would help her maneuver in flight imprinting upon her mind.

Jessica eyed the trio of demonic entities with need, her own thought process puzzling over just how she got locked into such a primal needy state.

Rising up on her knees she displayed her clit, and the finger encircling it. Biting her now cock sucker lips as she groped a breast with one hand. “Please…” Jessica spoke up to the silently observing trio as they admired what had become of Alisha's corruption.

“Please what.” Roe sternly responded, stepping up to the now brown haired former blonde.

“Please… ma… ake… it… stop… I… I… I… want it… to… st…. Top.” Jessica pleadingly moaned feeling her body quickly climbing to another crescendo of pleasure.

“I don't know if you're good enough.” Roe remarked sauntering over. “You rejected being your own bulls cow." Tugging on Jessica's hair Roe smiled at the submissive gasp of pleasure and pleading look for more.

“I'll tell you what. Prove yourself.” Roe said with a smile. “Go prove yourself fuck worthy. Then at the end of the night, maybe your bull will want you as his cow.”

Pushing Jessica over, Roe stopped to kiss the mirror. It was almost time.

Looking to Aaron she sensed he knew what to do.

Alisha hefting her now E cup breasts licked her lips. “We don't want to be late to the party.” She remarked, sashaying out of the room.