She rewards her

-You proved yourself useful, my loyal ****.

Sophie felt her heart racing with joy. She was now completely incapable of having any thought that weren't about pleasing and obeying her mistress. She looked at Salma with eyes full of pure love, ready to do anything for her. She was so beautiful, so...she needed her. Salma kissed her, biting her lower lip, enough to draw blood, but not biting off a chunk of flesh this time. She had something else in mind.

-At first, I was planning to keep you around like a walking snack until I got tired of you, but I think I can do better. Do you want to get rid of this frail, weak, human body?

-Anything you want, mistress.

-Good, good. Then let's stop waisting time.

Salma snapped her fingers. Suddenly, the surroundings became hazy, as if they were no longer completely inside of the house. Sophie felt dizzy. She closed her eyes, trying not to fall over, but Salma's arm around her waist helped her not to lose her balance. When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer in the house, but in what seemed to be an ancient temple. The walls were covered with scriptures in a tongue she didn't understand and representations of demons of all sorts. In the middle of the room, there was a pool, filled with a dark water. A strange smoke was coming out of it, as if it was boiling, despite the surface being completely motionless.

-Dive, my ****. Become who you were meant to be.

At the sight of the demonic substance, Sophie suddenly came back to her senses. She looked at Salma with horror, remembering everything that had happened in the past hours, as well as the murders she had taken part in.

-Oh my God, I...I don't want...

-Impressive, Salma whispered. Most of my slaves never become themselves again once I touched their minds. Not that it makes a difference anyway.

-Please, no, don't...

Before Sophie could finish her sentence, Salma pushed the policewoman in the dark water. The cop tried to grab something to prevent herself from falling, but to no avail. The succubus smiled, as she saw her body sink into the demonic liquid, muffling her scream. For a split second, a hand raised from the water, in a begging gesture.

A moment later, this hand had disappeared. Sophie was now completely under water, trying hard to get back to the surface, but it felt like a massive **** was pushing her to the bottom. It was burning. She wanted to scream, but only managed to let the foul liquid enter her lungs. Slowly, she could feel something happening to her body, happening to her mind. She tried to resist, but slowly, she felt her mind drifting away once more.

A couple minutes had passed since Salma had pushed her **** in the pool. The succubus was now sitting patiently, thinking about the next person she was going to consume like the rabid beast she was. Suddenly, the water started boiling, and a silhouette slowly walked out of it, moving back to the solid ground.

Salma stood up, admiring the view in front of her. Sophie the young and enthusiastic cop was no more. She had become something much more powerful, much more dangerous.

-Welcome back, my dear servant. You will soon find out that this new body of yours has a strength those puny humans could only dream of. You are now a demon, a predator amongst the herd. Do you want to try out your new powers?

The new Sophie looked at Salma with a look that oozed pure evil, as well as pure devotion to her mistress. There was nothing left of the old Sophie anymore.

-Anything you want, mistress.

-Good girl. Let's go out. I look forward to see how you'll manage to catch new preys for me.