The Shy Librarian

Your cock throbbed excitedly when you mentally scanned the most inner secrets of your librarian neighbor, Elizabeth. Years of resentment and dreams of dominance built up by the verbal **** of schoolmates and coworkers because of her uncontrollable, anxious stutter were combined with a kinky, suppressed sexual self that was driven by reading and watching perverted hentai and erotica. Including a very, very particular fetish for Futanari, also called dickgirls...

Yes, she would be the most perfect vessel to spread the Lilith Strain in this world. But if you wanted her to turn her into the best version of a sincubus she could be, she would need to be willingly transformed. And you had just the idea to do that.

Being just above her, you could telepathically alter her thoughts and feelings, even if only by a small amount. You could sense her already in a horny and emotional state, ready to blow off some steam after a particularly hard day at work. You only had to nudge her more in that direction, and in less than a minute, she was already browsing her usual porn sites with her cellphone, lying in her bed.

But something was different this time. Her hunger was deeper, and none of the usual stuff she saw was quite good enough today. She worked her pussy with a vibrator to little avail, getting increasingly frustrated. She felt her heat rising, but still was nowhere closer to orgasm. She had subconsciously drifted to videos online where animated women grew cocks of their own and her imagination flew. How many times had she dreamed of exactly that, of that wonderful fantasy where she could turn into a powerful, hung Futa, where she imagined pining down to their knees all those women that had bullied her and forcing her big, meaty dick into their mouths until they accepted her as her superior.

Her imagination had gone further this time. She saw her whole body transformed, more beautiful than most models could dream of but still imposing respect and even fear on anyone who dared oppose her. It made her feel fantastic, more alive than ever. Her mind couldn't think of anything else other than that, other than her fierce, wicked dreams.

"F-fuck! I want it! I want th-that! I f-fucking need that!", the librarian screamed with her usual stutter, completely indifferent as to whether her neighbors would hear her. No, let them. Let them know who she really was inside. The sexual beast that was hidden deep at her core.

"Well. That can be arranged"

While the woman furiously masturbated, nudged by your powers, you had sneaked by, swiftly flying over to her window and then unfurling your wings. You were staring at her now, both of you fully naked. You saw her pair of round glasses over her her pale face and light brown eyes, half covered by a lock of dark, messy hair. Her body was rail thin at 5'8, with little in the way of curves or muscle.

The woman stared in awe at your majestic body. At your bountiful breasts. At your hourglass figure. At all of your demonic features. And of course, at the large cock dangling between your legs, covering your massive cum-filled balls. You were everything, everything she ever wanted to be.

"So, Liz, what's it going to be? Ready to leave your old life behind and begin anew?"