The Cocoon opens

She opened her eyes in the warm, dark, watery inside of the cocoon the demonic tentacle had formed around her. It was dark, yes, but she loved that darkness. It really felt like home. The first thing she did was to stretch her arms upwards, or at least in the direction she believed "upwards" truly was.

"Has it really been just a dream?"

No, it couldn't be. Shazanot, she remembered that name. He was her lover, her bride, the future father of her children. She couldn't have simply dreamt it all. She pushed the cocoon's walls with all her strength, finding an unexpected resistence in flesh-like substance which composed them. Becky suddenly realised she was struggling to breathe, an intense need for air overwhelming every other feeling inside the girl. Was she drowning? What was happening to her? With all her remaining forces she sunk her nails into the walls, doing whatever she could to tear them apart. Becky wanted to cry, to shout.

"I.. I NEED TO GET OUT! I WILL BE FREE!"

Finally it happened. After what had felt like an eternity the sunlight once again graced Becky's skin. The only difference was the creature which emerged from the cocoon no longer looked like Becky. Yes, she was still Becky. But she had just also become Lilith, the undisputed Queen of Demons. The Master of Hell. The Bride of Shazanot. And she loved it.

-It... It was all true! I cannot believe it!-

Maybe a part of her still wished to close her eyes and open them again in her old bedroom. Maybe. But that part of her had now been silenced by the power of lust and eternal damnation. What the new Becky, what Lilith needed more than anything else was someone to fuck. Someone to breed.

-I need... I need...-

She had never felt so empty her whole life. She needed to be fucked, to be filled. She knew nothing would ever match the power of Shazanor, and yet she craved for something, for someone, to end her thirst. She had never experienced something like this.

-Where am I?-

She turned around. It all felt so familiar, yet so alien. Behind her, the cocoon from which she had emerged lied reduced to a rancid carcass, something almost resembling the trunk of an old dead tree. Becky couldn't believe she had spent so much time inside that... thing. Around her, the signs of last night's fight: there was blood on the grass, and the pleasant smell of something closely resembling cum. Yes, she remembered. The book. The ritual. The penetration. Her old self withering away as Lilith was finally born. She had been graced.

-I... Luke, Danny... They're... Gone. How much time has passed?-

The newly transformed succubus looked around her. It was early morning, no later than 7 am, there was probably nobody in the whole park. How much had her transformation took? Days? Hours? An entire eternity? She didn't know. She finally moved away from the cocoon, the first steps of her new self in that world of mortals. Becky was almost surprised that the grass felt the same under her feet. So much had changed for her, yet she breathed the same air and walked on the same soil as before.

"And yet my hunger is not satied"

She quickly reached the large lake in the middle of the park. As soon as she arrived, a couple of ducks which were resting on the shore quickly swam away in terror, frightened by the demonic creature approaching them.

"Did I do this? Have I become a monster?"

The answer soon came to her. Becky knelt in front of the lake, ready to observe her reflection in the water. What she saw went behind her wildest expectations. A tall, slender woman with voluptuous curves who could easily be on the front page of a Playboy magazine. Her lips were pitch black, as well as her huge nipples which had swollen to the size of two pinky fingers. Her whole breasts were barely covered by a continuosly moving mass of thick tentacles, merely the caricature of a bra, unable to contain her blossoming chest. Her hair too was a mess of snake like black protuberances which now reached her naked shoulders. Her skin had changed colour, now being of a dull grey stain.

-What... It was all true! I am Lilith, the mother of demons!-

Seeing her image in the lake was unbelievable. It was the first true proof of her completed transformation. What would have happened if Luke had succeeded in closing the portal? Would she be able to fulfill her destiny? Lilith put a hand on her belly, trying to sense the dark energies growing inside her womb. The seed of Shazanot had been planted inside her. And yet, she felt so empty inside.

-I... I need to fuck!-

She took another look at her magnificent reflection in the lake. Yes, she could not let so much beauty go unused; she begun to think about all those hot school boys who had never been interested in her... Now they would be **** to do so. Becky caressed her own cunt with her left hand, enjoyng the feeling of the increased sensitivity of her nether lips; her body had been reforged into something made to fuck, to breed, to be pleased, and she couldn't wait to put it to test. She gently rubbed her fingers against her pussy, slowly stimulating herself. She watched her long dark nails as she became wetter and wetter.

-Oh God, this... -

Becky had mastrubated quite a lot of times during her previous life, but not like this. This was almost unbearable. It just felt so unnatural, and yet so amazing. She was simply not used to feel so much pure pleasure.

"And now imagine how a dick is gonna feel..."

Yes, a thick dick planted inside her. Hot sperm giving birth to the first spawn of Shazanot in that world. The mortals would tremble before her might! Luke, Danny, her former friends... She would make them watch. They had to know what they had done.

"The book... They have the book..."

Becky thought of the last night. Of Shazanot fucking her with his tentacles in the woods. Of his embrace in her dream. Of his hot cock inside her. She used her other hand to massage her right nipple, squeezing it with her fingers until black miclk begun to drip.

-Oh God...-

A dozen of ducks flew away from the lake, Becky could even hear the fish swim away from her. Nature herself was terrified of who she had become. Lilith, mother of Demons. Mistress of Lust.

-God!-

She came, finally. A maniacal laughter still haunting her face.