Succubus Pt. 1

Judy Norton

• Corrupted in the Adult Store by Lydia

• Police Officer

• Succubus

• 13.1(1)relatively attractive blonde woman, nicely sized rack

• 14.1(1)black hair, obsidian horns, crimson curves were mouthwatering, gravity defying tits, which spotted an unknown extra. Those nipple clams had transformed into piercings bars, which went right through her nipples. **** heads fixated them at each end.

• 15.1(1)tails no longer had only cock heads but also knobs and rings – at least on the last feet

• 15.1(1)deep blue colored skin, their hair had become white and their eyes, horns, tongues and tips of their tails were now golden.

Ashley

• Police Officer

• Corrupted by Constable Preston

• Transformed by Judy Norton

• Succubus

• 21.1(10) slender blonde arched her back, pressing her small pert tits

• 21.1(10) Her A cups quickly growing past B cups.

• 21.2(2) she could see a blonde drop to her knees and aggressively muff dive into her attackers crotch. It was Ashley.

• 22.1(9) The platinum blonde's hair usually appeared almost permed, now it sat dead straight and smooth, where she had been relatively flat chested, now she too was adorned with perfect looking E cup breasts

• 23.1(8) she noticed how Ashley’s tongue seems to grow a little

• 24.1(10) her tongue slowly gained in length with each orgasm provided by Lisa’s tongue as the tip split and forked. Her 5 inches long pink muscle

• 25.1(10) how corrupted Ashley had become. Golden slitted eyes stared back at her, highlighting her incredibly beautiful face. Her skin was slowly gaining a purple hue as small horns were slowly growing below her hairline.

• 25.1(10) Ashley smiling at her, licking her fat black lips and gleaming fangs for emphasis.

• 25.1(10) She gazed at Ashley’s voluptuous purple-skinned body

Lisa

• Police Officer

• Corrupted by Karen

• Transformed by Judy Norton

• Succubus

• 21.2(2) Lisa stared up defiantly and responded the only way she could. Biting down with all the **** she could muster, Lisa choked as the cock severed. It dissolved into a pool of water drowning Lisa as she tried desperately to spit it out, gasping for air. It clung to her mouth slowly and forcefully pressing its way down into her, insistent on helping the corruption taking root in this fertile body.

• 22.1(9) Lisa picked at her hair line. The slight sign of grey advancing from her roots was absent, her skin imperfections seemed smoothed,

• 22.1(9) Lisa had had a C cup, but now she bore an E cup easily.

• 22.1(9) Her stomach was firmer than before, her arms still solidly toned

• 22.1(9) grabbing the brunette's head

• 25.1(10) red, slitted eyes

• 25.1(10) while her own skin turn into a blood-red hue.

• 27.1(12) her puffy blow job lips turning black alongside her nipples.

Amanda McCrae

• Police Officer

• Guard on Duty in Womens cell area

• Corrupted by Corrupted Towel, Uniform

• Transformed by Lisa

• Succubus with Empathic Abilities

• 18.2(2) Wrapping the towel around her athletic physique

• 18.2(2) Amanda's fair skin betrayed the blushing across her chest as a hand scratched through her short red hair.

• 18.2(2) The arm itself ended in a beautifully manicured hand,

• 19.1(11) her smooth hairless pussy

• 19.1(11) not being proper uniform displaced by thoughts of the hips it showed off, and perfectly round ass it barely stretched over.

• 22.3(1) her breasts perfectly hanging from what could only be described as a corset.

• 26.2(2) to admire the corset. In the back the laces and assorted loops that would have pulled it together seemed to have fused into a spinal ridge, the boning as it reached around her gave the impression of bat-like wings reaching around to embrace just under the insides of her cleavage.

• 26.2(2) Amanda's wet pussy slapped consistently, as what had been a water bottle continued to thrust into her. It had grown large and fat, even growing swollen testicles with the inhibitions and morality it was leeching through the empathic link.

• 26.2(2) With what little taste Amanda had of Lisa's pussy her breasts had already swollen larger, her corset seemed to tighten amplifying the flare of her hips more, the fabric also had changed to appear more leathery as Amanda's ass was growing firmer and rounder.

• 26.2(2) Her skin was flush, her eyes were bloodshot, and pronounced horns had begun to sprout from her forehead.

• 27.1(12) her own tongue having already gained several inches

• 27.1(12) The Idol's gradual changes to Amanda while she was still human allowed for the manipulation of her into having a unique ability, her horn wasn’t just some flag of its touch upon her. As it fused and arched back over her head and then spread into a frill hanging above her head. Amanda's eyes went wide as her human empathy and empathic gift were twisted into something the Idol could use.

• 27.1(12) She could feel them, every dark thought, every sensation of arousal around her flooded her mind with sensations.

• 27.1(12) Her skin took on a cream hue, the blue of her eyes growing brighter as her pupils constricted into cat like slits. Amanda's now 12” black tongue lolled out of her candy apple pornstar lips as the tip split. As she cried aloud in orgasm her corset split down from the center of her cleavage spreading out into leathery wings stretching from beneath her shoulders, as a black tail flicked around slowly growing longer, its phallic tip already hungry for its virgin use

• 27.1(12) she felt the empathic wave of Amanda's orgasm. It rippled out, dropping all the girls in the cells to the floor in mind breaking climax, and reaching beyond the cell block into the station touching on people from making those closest feeling explicitly aroused, to becoming wet to triggering hard nipples and erect dicks on those just within Amanda's range.

Lorie

• Station Inmate

• Detained in Women’s Cell 1

• Stripper turned Hooker

• The “Matriarch” according to Annie

• Corrupted by Amanda, Empathic Link

• Transformed by Amanda

• Succubus

• 18.2(2) haggard and tired looking,

• 18.2(2) She wore a fishnet top over an impressively looking bra containing her solid looking D cups.

• 20.1(10) A stripper or hooker exiting her prime. Likely trying to struggle to keep her finances going having spent too many years partying it up and working the pole or a corner and not enough prepping for that inevitable time when the crowd asks you take a bow and leave the stage or street for good. She still had a good body though, likely could tour the MILF circuit in porn. <-Annie’s perspective

• 22.3(1) More often than not she didn't even like to think about how she got where she was, just do what she needed to get to tomorrow, and make herself feel better.

• 26.2(2) Lorie's breast firming up and rounding as she was bent over against the bars, not only was stress and wear disappearing but years were being shed from her body as it continued its exposure to the pheromones.

• 23.3(1) As Crystal tossed Lorie's salad her eyes went wide with curiosity as she saw what looked to be a penis beginning to sprout. Kissing her way up to the emerging erection at the end of Lorie's tailbone she mouthed it, becoming excited by the sensation reverberating onto her own body in response. As the phallus grew, so did the sensations arousing her the more she began to suck on the emerging phallus tail.

• 28.1(11) She had squandered her youth in petty personal gratifications. She had leaned so heavily on people just wanting to see her naked she was helpless when they began to want more.

• 28.1(11) Lorie could feel it happening already, she noticed it in her cell mates too. Horns beginning to protrude from their heads, skin tones changing.

• 28.1(11) Gazing at the beautiful wine red face of the formerly old hooker,

• 28.1(11) began fingering both harlots, her lips suckling the protrusions beginning to sprout from their tail bones.

• 28.1(11) orange skinned woman

• 28.1(11) Lorie's hair was almost neon yellow now, tussling down to the almost completed crimson red wings. Her lips and nipples now a rich red as her eyes glowed pink.

Crystal

• Station Inmate

• Detained in Women’s Cell 1

• Sex Addict

• The “Schoolgirl” according to Annie

• Corrupted by Amanda, Empathic Link

• Transformed by Amanda

• Succubus

• 18.2(2) wore a red plaid miniskirt that barely covered her ass. The rest of her was covered by an elaborate swimsuit that hooked around her neck and stretched down both side of her neck to where they rejoined below her belly button.

• 18.2(2) girls b cups could be displayed,

• 20.1(10) She had been here since getting picked up after what would otherwise be considered a "walk of shame". It was stupid of her to not pay attention to the cop car at the curb when she offered to suck a guy off at a street meat cart. At the time she figured it was worth it to try getting one more fuck in before sunrise.

• 20.1(10) between her red lips,

• 23.3(1) Crystal looked up to Annie two bumps were visibly emerging from her brow beneath her bangs. Crystal's original hair colour was slowly draining from her roots, it had a white tone to it, glistening as it moved in the lighting slowly extending its way down her hair length.

• 28.1(11) Lorie could feel it happening already, she noticed it in her cell mates too. Horns beginning to protrude from their heads, skin tones changing.

• 28.1(11) was dragging herself towards the breasts, her weak mind broken by the overwhelming pleasure. She was in a zombie like state craving the next new thrill.

• 28.1(11) Crystal had always been a shameless slut. A literal nympho, a sex addict. This was more than she ever wanted, ever could ask for. But she sensed more. Gazing at the beautiful wine red face of the formerly old hooker, Crystal couldn't help but follow that woman's lead and latch a breast as well

• 28.1(11) began fingering both harlots, her lips suckling the protrusions beginning to sprout from their tail bones.

• 28.1(11) Crystal's skin turning sky blue, her nipples and lips becoming a deep navy as her now serpent like eyes grew bright yellow, her hair growing grey like the sky on a rainy day. Her wings were awkwardly sprouting forth with a deep charcoal grey, matching the same tone on her nails and taloned feet. Her white horns remained small and almost stereotypical of a devil

Annie

• Station Inmate

• Detained in Women’s Cell 1

• Prostitute

• Corrupted by Amanda, Empathic Link

• Transformed by Amanda

• Succubus

• 18.2(2) white leather miniskirt that matched the glossy white bikini top that stretched across her breasts, giving an illusion of cleavage but obscuring just how much

• 20.1(10) Annie wasn't a stupid girl. That was the source of her problems. Or so she figured, you know, ignorance is bliss. She started performing when 16, she loved the attention it got her flashing boys, stripteases, lap dances. It quickly lead to her eventually getting offered money to fuck around. Money she didn't mind. It supported the various substances she relished for altering her state of mind, and with it derailing trains of thought she often felt were better not thought about.

• 20.1(10) Her real passion in life was people watching. Observing body language, behaviour, trying to extrapolate facts based on the most minute details.

• 20.1(10) She didn't have many friends, but then again those she had often called her emotionless or heartless.

• 21.3(1) Annie unleashed her well rounded C cups

• 23.3(1) she felt her own bumps brush against the hooker bent over the top of her. They were changing. Glimpsing her hair she noticed the golden tint it seemed to be taking on,

• 23.3(1) Annie lapped up into Lorie's pussy, her tongue easily reaching out of her mouth and down through the labia before the tip that was starting to split disappeared into the snatch

• 28.1(11) Annie shuddered on her chest awkwardly becoming aware of her new found DDs.

• 28.1(11) God is real, I'm an atheist heathen and the devil is going to take its due. Annie thought as she panted to catch her breath, envious of the Matriarch already seeming to recover from… If that was damnation…

• 28.1(11) trying to make full sense of the situation and realizing that she couldn't really think of a reason to repent. If that was damnation…

• 28.1(11) She was too proud of all she'd done, smug even. Trying to rest her forehead against the floor Annie felt her still growing horns press against the floor. “So this is how it goes.” Annie sighed without regret as she noticed the brightening pink shade of her skin.

• 28.1(11) as the formerly atheist whore converted to a proven faith. As Annie's body convulsed in orgasm her bat wings burst forth in an exquisite scream of pleasure, with her corruption nearing she was finding herself no longer immersed in the empathic pool, its sensations still bombarding her through Amanda projecting it. As her tail was still slowly growing longer

• 28.1(11) The hot pink skinned succubus threw her purple hair behind her head, her indigo eyes glowing elegantly. Her nipples sat prominently on the DD chest and almost blood red like her perfect sultry lips. Her tail and wings seemed to borrow their colouration from her hair, alongside her clawed hands and taloned feet. Her black horns spiralled elegantly arching from her forehead back alongside her temples, meeting and weaving together behind her head as if it was a crown resting atop her head.

Olivia

• Station Inmate

• Detained in Women’s Cell 2

• **** Dealer

• Corrupted by Amanda, Empathic Link

• Transformed by

• 18.2(2) the contours of her ass fully embraced by her pants, her thong making a whale tail above the pants where it hooked her hips, her c cup breasts were barely contained by an often adjusted tube top.

• 20.2(2) Eyes locked on the girl in white, her brown hair gorgeous and glossy, directed perfectly straight back into the high pony tail that hung perfectly centered down to beneath her shoulder blades. Her bare shoulders separated by a band of stretched fabric clinging tightly to the contours of her breasts above a toned stomach. When she shifted slightly the black arcs of her thong clinging tight hooked across her side, meeting with its mirror where they came together, tailing the whale tail that rose above her white skin tight pants.

• 21.3(3) the stylish heel, the weave of straps that enwrapped it around a beautifully tended bare foot.

• 21.3(3) She gazed up at Olivia, into penetrating hazel eyes,

• 22.3(2) quickly stripping off her tube top she massaged her C cups

• 23.3(2) As the long tongue danced like an entranced cobra before Olivia's lust crazed gaze she dropped one breast reaching around to feel the rigid three inches that had sprouted from her tail bone.

• 23.3(2) Gazing up Olivia's back she was excited to see the brown hair giving way to a mix of red and black streaks. Running a hand down the flawless back Chloe felt further excitement as the skin seemed to be shifting hue, losing it pale complexion as it grew increasingly purple.

• 23.3(2) Her breasts now easily were twice the size of when the tube top was peeled up over them.

• 23.3(2) when Olivia gazed down her eyes looked to be losing their white. Watching Olivia roll her head with pleasure the emerging horns also caught Victoria's eyes.

• 29.1(14) Olivia reached her elongating tongue out lapping towards it alluringly, clenching Chloe’s head against her body while stroking Victoria's forehead as she relished her growing phallic tail being sucked on alongside her clit.

• 29.1(14) Fondling her swelling E Cup breasts

• 29.1(14) Olivia was clearly the furthest along, her brown hair long faded beneath the red streaked black, her now royal purple skin was accented by her black areolas and lips, her white teeth glinting as they began to reshape into fangs. Ram like horns had begun to curl back around her pointing ears.

Victoria

• Station Inmate

• Detained in Women’s Cell 2

• Uncooperative Witness

• Corrupted by Amanda, Empathic Link

• Transformed by Corrupted Water Bottle

• Succubus Insect like with Scorpion tail

• Tail Venom created by absorbing inhibition and innocence through fucking

• 19.1(11) The girl wore tight skinny jeans, then a leather halter top across her modest cleavage, the back of which clung together with narrow straps. Her hair Sat straight in a bob cut, slowly transitioning from black to hues of a bright dark blue and green.

• 19.1(11) "We're holding her for possible investigation obstruction. Maybe sharing a cell might help her cooperate."

• 20.2(2) Victoria wasn't happy. Her boyfriend was going to owe her huge for not just sending him up river.

• 20.2(2) She looked straight at the light brown eyes of the new girl in the cell.

• 22.3(2) Her bra quickly became discarded as her B cup breasts proudly presented their small hard nipples

• 23.3(2) she brushed the hair out of the girl's face. The blue and greens seemed more vibrant.

• 29.1(14) The former water bottle continued to twist, full on the inhibitions, morality, and innocence it had milked. Already it was saturating itself with those of Victoria. It began to spread up her back, seductively massaging its way into her, melding with her. Victoria's inhibitions and innocence where being pulled close, collecting within the infernal creation, nurtured and cradled as it blended with those of the good intentioned jail guard, and the drunken cell mate Victoria and Olivia had assaulted into this threesome.

• 30.1(14) Looking down she could see the iridescent blue green locks having grown in vibrant contrast to the black roots of the woman who had been eating her out, two small horns were beginning to protrude from the forehead of the girl a deep brown almost like an oaks bark.

• 30.1(14) Victoria's now black tongue reached a foot out of her mouth, shifting about with a shape more akin to a bees proboscis, splitting into assorted lengths dedicated to lapping,

• 30.1(14) Her eyes seemed to glisten like dark multifaceted gems, while the skin had adopted a hue of yellow, her knees and elbows appearing as if armoured pads of black. As Olivia gazed down at the rampantly transforming girl beneath Chloe a segmented scorpion-like tail extended between her legs, reflexing in curls as if being tested for its first use.

• 30.1(14) Victoria smiled with delight as she pulled her tail back towards her, licking the phallic tip clean of the drop of her venom that was left on the surface after her stinger retracted.

• 30.1(14) Her mind was melting beneath the venom, the stinger now milking the uncorrupted innocence and inhibitions she had left, drawing it away to process into even more volatile venom. <- Reference to Tail at work

• 30.1(14) Rolling her head around she gazed over her shoulders at the wasp-like wings, they pleased her. Watching Olivia fondle one of her sensitive firm C cups breasts pleased her.

Chloe

• Station Inmate

• Detained in Women’s Cell 2

• Detained Drunk

• Corrupted by Amanda, Empathic Link

• Transformed by

• 18.2(2) her tight mini dress showing the hump of her ass, flare of her hips, and the b cups that it cut off above before becoming strapless.

• 22.3(2) she admired her dress. It hugged every contour of the girl, easily revealing her proportions and underwear underneath. Her hair was a scattered dirty blonde perm, likely a hair style that hadn’t survived the night.

• 23.3(2) as the lengthening tongue

• 29.1(14) Chloe glared at Olivia, she was no longer the uninhibited drunk that had happened upon the Idol's plot here, the toy had milked her dry of her inhibitions and morals, absorbing them, leaving behind a more depraved carnal Chloe, someone lacking any resistant thought or instinct to obstruct her lust filled desires for more.

• 30.1(14) Chloe meanwhile had grown a pale white, her glossy black hair fanned out across her back, her bulbous ass quivering in response to the insect-like tongue teasing her pussy. As Chloe lifted her head to scream out in climax her poppy red horns became obvious, the way they protruded from her forehead before angling up to sharp points. Her lips shared the red, as did her nipples, her own tailbone beginning to protrude from above her ass.