Transformation (Succubus)

You struggle for a bit, but tire out quickly. About an hour passes in near silence as your arousal grows.

Finally, after an hour and a half, you speak up. "Please...please let me go. I need relief. I need to jerk off, or...or something. Please."

The Incubus shakes his head. "It won't matter. The disease stops you from cumming. At least until it's done."

You groan, your head tilting back. Your cock feels like it's going to explode, and your body is heating up.

More time passes, and then you can finally feel something. Your cock twitches, and then you feel the release. At the same time, it feels as though your body is splitting, your skin tearing, and your vision goes white.

The orgasm wracks your body, and you convulse.

After what feels like an eternity, your vision returns, and you can see that the Incubus is now standing.

Strands of dark pink hair is hanging in front of your eyes. You lick your lips, and they feel plumper. And your tongue is clearly serpentine.

You look down, and the first thing you see is your bubblegum pink skin.

The second thing is two massive breasts, completely exposed. Apparently something about the transformation destroyed your clothes.

You wiggle your legs, feeling the void where your cock once was. You focus a bit and can feel your tail. You move it in front of your face. The dick-like end right in front of your eyes.

You look up at the Incubus and lock eyes with him, and then wrap your tongue around your tail, moaning at the pleasure it brings you.

You pull your tongue back in and smile. "So..." You pause as you hear your voice. Much higher, now. Sultry, as well. "Did you want to untie me, now?" You ask, tilting your head.

"Maybe..." The Incubus says, approaching you.