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Chapter 23 by Testytesterton Testytesterton

Did the potion work?

And then some!

"It worked! You got your dick back! Though didn't it use to be smaller?" Jaime looks flushed, almost intimidated. That doesn't make sense, he's the one that fucked you into a girl, why does he look all bashful now?

You get your answer when you see yourself in the mirror. You stand six feet tall, with deep dark red skin drawn taut over chiseled, lean muscle. Your horns have grown inches and curve menacingly. Your face has filled out giving your once feminine features a handsome sensuality. Your cock...if you can even call it that since it barely resembles your original equipment, is a healthy twelve inches and girthy as coke can. Your tail is also longer and girthier and as it slinks towards your ass you hiss "Sit!" and it falls to the floor. You smile at Jamie, seeing all the terrible, twisted things he wants you to do to him.

"I...I don't know what happened. Maybe because you were so slutty...I mean powerful as an almost succubus that energy carried over to your incubus form! Sam, you have unlocked a form most don't until Junior year!" Jamie tries to mask his lust with excitement over your new abilities, but he just can't stop thinking about you lifting his tail and fucking him silly. You can't stop thinking about it either...

You check the time, you still have almost a half hour before class. You don't want to be late, but you figure you have enough time to fuck a load into this naughty little slut that likes to play pretend as a stud. "Strip." Your voice is strong, yet sensual, an iron hand in a velvet glove.

Jaime doesn't even pretend to hesitate. He is out of his clothes and beaming up at you almost as quickly as you gave the command. You decide you want him looking just as pretty as you did when he fucked you. He struggles at first, no doubt scared you will fuck a cunt into him too, but his will is no match for your, and secretly he wants to surrender. You see the anguished acceptance wash over his face as he soften and shrink and swells until he looks like the bubble gum bitch he fucked yesterday. You smile and slowly walk up to him. You left his chin with a clawed finger so he can look into your knowing, hungry eyes. You say,"Tell me what you want me to do you, James."

He flinches fetchingly as you use his "stud" name instead of his preferred sissier version. But he can't resist your power, and he knows you don't have much time. "P-p-please fuck my ass, sir. Please fuck me hard and feed me your cum, sir." You smile and bring him into a hard, crushing kiss. You slide your tongue around his throat and he moans and whimpers as you awaken the cunt inside it. You're tongue swells and throbs and sends waves of pleasure throughout your body. You break the kiss and enjoy his **** whimpers before brusquely turning him around so he can see how pretty he looks getting fucked.

You grab his plump cheeks and lift him in the air effortlessly, then position his tight asscunt over your hard, hungry cock. You let gravity **** your cock deep inside him, watching his expression of pained pleasure and shameful sluttiness as he sees himself in the mirror. Your cock feels so hard, so strong, so powerful. You get as much pleasure in the power you have over this slut as you do over fucking him. It's as if his desire is seeping into you...then you realize with relish...it is.

You fuck him hard and fast and watch as his tail and baby cock spurt pink spunk and his eyes roll back in his head. You are tempted to see how far you can push him until he begs you to make him your girl, but you don't know if you want to punish him that much, and besides, you have to get to class soon.

You erupt inside him with volcanic heat and ****. He melts onto your cock as you lower him to the ground easing him onto your lap as you sit. The climax wasn't nearly as powerful as when you were a girl, or even taking cock as an incubus, but unlike with those, you feel your own power. It is so driven and his desire so delcious, it's a heady combination. One you could get used to...

You let Jaime spill of your lap, half cumatose from your fast, frantic fuck. You dress and see a still staggeringly handsome human with an aura of authority. You call back to Jaime as you leave. "I get the top bunk now. Decide whether you want to be my bitch boi or my girlfriend and we'll celebrate your new role tonight." You hear him whimper as you close the door behind you...

The third class...

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