She Asks Her To Show What She Can Do

Placing her camera down delicately Katy approached Andrea, the woman sat back in the corner of the counter, kissing her reflection passionately, fondling a breast, as her other hand held her skirt up showing her fingering her now panty less pussy.

Katy smiled seductively , leaning over to kiss the large breasts and look deep into the dark brown eyes that gazed hungrily for more.

There had been enough photos, she could feel that there wasn't anything more she could do here. This soul had to now commit to the sinful slope it had been pushed onto, the tattered fragments left of its fragile soul needed by the Idol to convert yet another living thing into its thrall.

“Why don't you straighten up, and go show your date what a slut you are really capable of.” Katy alluringly uttered nipping the breast, and running a finger across her latest model's clit.

Andrea just gazed at Katy wantonly, her mind had forgotten her boyfriend, he could make out with those hussies at the bar. There were plenty of other cocks willing to go to attention for her. She smiled as the thought crossed her mind of crouching by the bar, sucking on cocks as their owners tried to do shots, or their dates watched with envy. YES! They would envy her for a change!

She could be the woman other would be jealous of… Grabbing the photographer’s hair Andrea pulled the pony tailed brunette into a lust filled kiss, casting her away as she did her dress back up, eager to have it ripped off.

“Thank you.” Andrea paused to say as she rushed to get back out to the bars and dance floor, deep down something told her that Katy had changed her, the dread fighting to raise alarm suppressed by the overwhelming positive sexual energy that now raged through her body, awaiting the moment her soul was burned up in the Idol's hellish delight.

Katy gazed into the mirror, desire and lust coursing through her. She felt alive with the corruptive influence she had increasingly knowingly provoked. Hungering for more.

Her mind raced with thoughts, feeling limited in just how far she could go. Holding the camera up the the mirror she snapped away, widdling away at her soul. Each shot surging her body with pleasure, but it wasn't enough. A reflection was just a copy of flesh and blood, not flesh and blood.

With a sudden idea Katy went into the setting, looking at the timer options she considered how long to set it, where to stand, how best to pose for its sexual influence to overflow her fastest.

The dial drew her attention. The timer would take too long, individual pictures wouldn't be enough.

Rotating it to film, she placed it delicately on the counter. Looking into the mirror behind it Katy felt a deep forbodding inside her, as if she was looking upon herself for the last time.

It excited her, like the moment on the edge before someone just lets go falling into a bungie jump off an edge.

Hitting the capture button Katy could already feel it.

Spinning into full frame she fondled her breasts, moaning lavishly at their sudden firmness and sensitivity. Her flat A cups pressed against the dress, as she peeled it down offering herself up to the camera she cupped and eagerly massaged her quickly swelling C cups. Her lithe body toned out, an athletic form taking shape as the dress descended to the floor.

Katy fondled and fingered herself staring at her reflection in amazement of how good she looked.

In wonder at how she could be doing such things.

In delight at how good it felt, masturbating naked in the washroom. Ready to be caught by any who might happen in.

In terror as her soul clung on for salvation… It clung to subconscious hope as its owner continued offering it up in sacrifice.

Until she looked down to the lens. She stared deep past its glossy veneer into its light capturing void. She moved displaying her features, excited by their changing, enhancing, and affirming her depraved consent.She could feel the Idol gazing back from the void, reshaping her, taking ownership of her.

Collapsing to her knees Katy looked skyward as her body became rattled by climaxes. Her skin paled, her hair turned raven, her make up growing more gothic.

Katy panted heavily with pleasure grinding against her hand, her collar bone surging with heat. Running her hand across it she gasped aloud, a sharp pleasurable penetration resonating through her, as her fingers explored the warm red ruby stud just off her left shoulder.

Gasping again she felt the sensation happen in the same place on her left, It aroused her more, curiosity growing at what changes were over taking her.

Leaning forward onto her arms she began to crawl, staring wantonly at her camera feeling herself building to an orgasmic completion.

As she came up to the counter she turned the camera to the mirror, slowly pulling herself up, as if emerging from a pool. Katy admired her reflection, the glistening sweat of her gothic face and skin, the four red ruby studs embedded in her collar bone mirroring each other, her mind thinking of the incestous models.

Following the line inwards from her shoulders two blue sapphires shone out, touching them making her think of the girl she left sucking off her date.

With a climax Katy slunk down staring at the floor. The center of her collar bone burning with a penetration larger than the others. Pulling herself up once more on the cusp of orgasm the camera was gone, the center of her collar bone below her throat glistened.

The large black star diopside like gem glistened making Katy think of her camera lens, as her fingers made contact with it and fidgetted it as if focusing a lens she stared skyward in soul shattering orgasm.

Her mind filled with perverse pleasures and ideas, she panted and cried out in delight, relishing her own sounds echoing back to her.

The Idol had gifted her, no longer did she need a camera to capture moments, places, people… Souls. As her face came level with the mirror she delighted at the diamond shaped white opal shining and standing out against her matte skin.

Her flash.

The black star diopside her lens.

And a gem for each soul she had already delivered to the Idol.

As her breathing calmed she felt the movement of her new appendage, the long tail having grown from above her beautifully toned ass ended in a phallic shaped bright jade coloured tip.

Katy delighted in what she had been reshaped into, looking to the mirror she could sense how to step into the gallery she had made.

Looking to her dress though, she contemplated blending in and spreading more of the Idol's influence.