A nurse and her patient.

The New York City Hospital…

Henrietta walked down the corridor with a note pad in hand, her heels clicking on the tiled floor as she made her rounds at the hospital. Ever since a couple months ago, the woman had to go through some BIG transitions; new wardrobe, new diet, new lifestyle… New sex life. The last part she didn’t mind in the slightest, however, not when she had the body of a goddess! Before, she was in her late sixties. Grey, thin, flat chested and lonely. Now? She was being carded at Clubs, had a hot date almost every weekend and got cat-called or flirted with by just about everyone she passed by. Some even called her the ‘Angel of the North Wing’. Though if they knew what she did with men in her office, they’d give her another title.

“Ok, lets go see who’s next on my list… Oh, THIS one.” Pursing her lips in a frown, Henrietta entered the room to find the wing’s more famous tenant.

Rex Baller or ‘Reckinbawls’ as he was known on the streets, groaned in his cot as he tried and failed to turn over with the pair of weights at his crotch. When he was brought in a month ago or more, he was something of a medical conundrum; his testicals had swollen dangerously oversized to the point that the medical staff were worried it might be cancer. When he stopped swelling, the doctors decided to keep him under medical watch to determine WHY his balls decided to become a pair of 30 pound weights each, so far getting no information or ideas on what the cause was or how to correct it. Almost permanently bed ridden, the former pimp did nothing but complain and swear at any nurses or orderlies that entered his room… Thankfully, morphine was readily available.

“SO, how is our favorite patient today?” Henrietta chirped, smiling down at the heavily medicated man staring up at the ceiling. Going over his charts and checking his IV drip nearby.

“fffk effff bchhhh.” He slurred, blinking slowly as he was carefully rolled over to check for any sores or blotches on his back for laying down for so long. “Well good news is your still doing ok, but the doctors haven’t been able to get you down a few pounds down there, is there any pain?”

“Eh sssd, ffffk effff!”

“That’s it you little trooper, keep up that fighting spirit.” She winked down at the man, smiling as he rolled his eyes and turned his head slowly away from her. Signing the papers at his bed, Henrietta made to leave when she found she was no longer alone in the hospital room. A handsome young man in a black business suit and a young blonde woman in the same style of business dress sneered looking around the room, the two making their way inside while the man closed the door behind him and locked it.

“Pff… Oh yeah, can smell that cunt’s handy work all over this place.” Hissed the familiar looking woman, taking off her sunglasses and looking over the place more closely. “Looking down at the prone man on the bed, she laughed mockingly, shaking her head at the bedridden man with massive balls. “Heh, and here I thought she didn’t have a mean bone in her fucking body… This is too precious.”

“I’m sorry, who are you two? And what are you doing here?” Nurse Henrietta asked, feeling uncomfortable in the presence of the two. Then she felt alarmed when the blonde beauty stormed up to her and closed the distance, sniffing the air in front of her before frowning. “Oh, she’s been here, and she gave you the whammy, didn’t she?”

“Who?”

Not answering the woman, Malice pinned Henrietta against the wall and pulled back her hair to kiss the woman hard. The moment she did, Henrietta’s eyes went wide when she felt something flow into her, an energy she found familiar as it coursed through her body. Squirming on the spot, her heels creaked and burst open as her toes merged and became cloven hooves. The back of her dress tore when a tail grew out from the base of her spine, growing longer and snaking behind her to coil around the IV drip next to her. Her skin grew flushed and hot, getting redder the longer the kiss intensified, then her hair turned jet black and a pair of gnarled horns sprouted from her brow, curving until they circled her ears.

Pulling back from the kiss, Henrietta blinked her yellow, reptilian eyes and exhaled a plume of smoke from her blackened lips, looking down at herself with a cruel grin and chuckled. “There we go, honestly, that BITCH should finish what she starts.” Changing her own appearance, Malice lolled her head as three pairs of horns jutted from her scalp and grew out over her blackening hair. Her flesh turning blood red and her feet transforming into hooves. A tail sprouted behind her along with a pair of leathery wings just as her clothing had joined in on the transformation, becoming a pair of thigh high latex boots, elbow high latex gloves and a latex dress with long coat tails that intentionally exposed her full breasts and crotch. Her myriad of piercings and tattoos on full display just as she opened her yellow eyes.

Looking over her shoulder, Malice smiled as Dex had also changed, taking on a rough, leather clad version of her costume along with chrome studs and chains across his body. Pressing up against Henrietta, the new succubus waisted no time ripping open her skirt and hoisting her leg over his waist while he positioned his throbbing erection into her. The two grunting and moaning out loud as they fucked against the wall.

“Now you two little fuckers play nice while your boss makes a deal, will you?”

Turning her attention back to the bed, Malice read the name chart and reared back laughing, covering her fanged lips with the back of her latex gloved hand before tossing the clipboard over her shoulder. “So… Reckinbawls, can I CALL you Reckinbawls?”

Moaning in a morphine induced stupor, the man looked up to the smiling demoness leaning over his bed, her chain pierced breasts on full display as she circled a clawed fingernail between his massive balls. “You see, you and I have a common problem, one that shares my resemblance… But none of the perfection.” Malice smiled, tilting her head to let the man get a good look at her face, licking the lip ring with her studded tongue before continuing. “I’m here to make you an offer, join me, and you get to stick it to that goody two-hooves in every hole in her body. Otherwise you can stay here and get sponge baths for the rest of your life with shitty hospital food and cheap cable.”

Hearing her two minions cry out in orgasm, Malice smiled a toothy grin before turning her attention back to the former pimp, his slurred moans regaining her attention. “Blink once for no, twice for yes.” Seeing him slowly blink twice up at her, Malice’s smile split from ear to ear. “That’s my boy… OH! I think we may need to make a few changes before you can be useful to me.” Grabbing hold of his massive balls, the man groaned in pain as she squeezed hard, leaning down to kiss him fiercely while his mouth was open.

While she had her way with him, his massive balls began to shrink, becoming smaller and less heavy, but while that occurred, his cock sprang to life and began to tent the bedsheets, becoming longer and thicker. Pulling the bedsheet off of him, Malice turned her attention from his now orange sized testicles to the massive 14-inch cock she now stroked in her hand. Then his skin began to flush red, his tired body becoming stronger and more muscular. His feet changed into hooves as a long red tail grew out and dangled from the bed. Burning out his morphine, Reckinbawls growled and rolled to sit up on the bed and pin Malice to the wall next to Dex and Henrietta, making Malice laughed as she felt him hoist her leg over his waist and be penetrated by his massive cock.

“That’s the spirit you motherfucker! Show me what you’d do to that blue horned cunt!”

Roaring out like some angry grizzly, Reckinbawls thrust hard into Malice, making her arch her back and laugh with pleasure. Sneering, the former pimp bit down on her shoulder, making her cry out just as he fired off a torrent of boiling hot cum into her pussy. “YES! You are certainly a keeper!”