Succubus Pt. 2

Heather Mitchell

• Had her wedding reception at the corrupted Hotel

• Married to Jason Mitchell

• Daughter of Richard and

• Has a Brother, Sister Katie

• Has an Aunt Jean, Uncle John Cousins

• Wedding Dress Corrupted by Karla

• Corrupted by Dress, Reception Food and ****

• Succubus

• Updated Feb. 25/2020

• 43.1(7) She dropped her jaw, thinking she was looking at something out of a porn mag. Not just the new curves and beauty the bride paraded in, but the corrupted dress accentuating it while exposing everything a normal dress would be sure to cover.

• 39.7(1) She didn't wonder how her bleach white dress had become an of white steel like grey. She didn't miss the ball gown as the corrupted dress shed that feature. In fact she was thankful she had gone with a mermaid dress, flaunting the flare of her hips, and shelf of her ass, its corseted strapless top flaunting her increasingly full cleavage. Her mind thought of how she'd have regretted hiding her wonderful body beneath the white ball gown with covered breasts and shoulders. Her mind wondered how she could have considered it as a close second.

• 39.7(1) As the night went on she relished the mesh like nature of the corset top, unaware of how the lacy top had been reshaping and exposing her skin as the increasingly dark dress shed its virgin and pure symbolism, representing the underlying changes within its wearer. As she had her first dance with her father she was relieved she hadn't gone with a mermaid dress, relishing flaunting her smooth legs through the now formed leg slit, smiling with thoughts of how it extended all the way to her hip.

• 41.2(1) She loved how people took in her breasts through the now see-through black mesh.

• 42.1(11) Pulling her hair pins she ran her hands through her silky hair as it fell, oblivious to how her naturally straightened platinum blonde hair was now streaked with a variety of shades as it transitioned to a glossy raven mane.

• 43.1(9) Clenching the cups of her breasts she ripped them free, shedding them in commitment to finishing the dresses transformation. As her now F cup breasts hung perfectly atop the corset Heather reach to the top of the now corset high leg slit...

• 43.1(9) Cleanly ripping the front piece of fabric free, exposing her bald glistening folds.

• 44.1(9) The pain and pleasure of her body resonating in the glowing molten golden rings on her horns. Her pleasure and passion rippling outwards, causing the nearest people to shift awkwardly as they felt it begin to overwhelm them.

• 44.1(9) his eyes glowing yellow as he screamed out in delight, feeling his own horns begin to slowly emerge, mirroring the rather straight jagged turn upward of his bride

• 44.1(9) Heather gasped as she felt her tail begin to sprout, Jason not wasting any time toyed with it, as if he were masturbating his own cock. As it lengthened and grew beyond his simple hand stroke he wrapped his hand in it, relishing the delightful pang of pleasurable pain as he tugged on it, feeling his own tail grow and flex into being behind him.

• 44.1(9) Jason's cock and tail as he noticed the lavender hue his skin was adopting, a nice match to the pinkish hue his wife was turning, their hair turning steely grey.