The Former Anchorwoman

Heather shrinked back as she saw the form of the woman who had slipped out of the shadows. She was a statuesque woman with long white hair and black skin along with a figure that couldn't be beat. A pair of massive wings and a cock tipped tail stretched behind her as she stood there completely naked. She smiled to reveal her fangs as she looked over Heather.

"Abby, is that you?" She asked, recognizing the face of the Succubus even though her demonic features. "You're..."

"Yes, aren't I sexy?" Abby said as she sauntered towards Heather. Her tail slinked around her body as she gave the woman a smile. "When the Demons got me, they made me like this. Now I'm not just a Demon, I'm a Queen on this Earth, and Lilith has shaped me."

Heather tried not to stare at Abby's breasts. She had been the anchorwoman before her, but she was gone now, lost to the Demons. "What do you want from me?"

"We've been waiting for the perfect opportunity," Abby said, cupping Heather's cheek. "You are going to to be interviewing two of the most important people in the effort to stop my Goddess, and with your help we will bring them into the fold. So, my Goddess has sent me to bring you in."

Heather paused and turned her head when she heard screaming and moans coming from outside. The demons had made their move already, how many people had been turned?

She had one chance to run, if she could get out of the studio she might be able to warn them, if it wasn't already too late.