You'll have to FIND Libby first... and it's not that hard to do.

Quickly reverting to her 'Anne' form, the now human like imp quickly exited the room and after making sure nobody was outside, quickly went to check Libby's room.

To her dismay, she found that the lights were out - Libby probably left when she was talking with Jen. It wasn't hard to deduce that she had gone to the library for her shift.

Quickly turning to her (Anne's) room, she formed a start of a plan as Tar'oth-Anne did a simple spell that changed her clothing slightly, allowing her to detach all the clothing she was wearing by removing a flap that was tied on over her right breast. Grabbing a long over-coat from the closet, she exited her room and made her way quickly towards the library, keeping an eye out for anyone.

Luckily, she didn't meet anyone and safetly made her way to the doors. Taking a deep breath, Tar'oth-Anne placed her faith that the spells protecting the library's enterences won't detect her demonic essence and stepped through the doorway.

Standing still for a moment, she let her breath out in relief as she didn't detect the silent warnings act at all. It seems that keeping Anne's remaining half-soul was the smart thing to do after-all.

Looking to her left, she found the circulation desk with Libby standing behind it. There wasn't anyone else that Tar'oth-Anne could seen in the library, but it was a very large building, as well as spelled to enlarge the shelving space and independent research rooms that can't be seen near the enterence.

"Anne?" Libby asked quietly as she saw the woman enter. Tar'oth-Anne understood why Libby would be surprised, considering that this normally didn't happen. Anne's face emoted fear as she quickly shuffled behind the desk and near Libby.

Libby has one of the most striking hair-colors on campus: a platinum blond that helped made her exotic-looking, interestingly mismatched with personality of being bookishly mousey, if it wasn't for one fact. Her pale skin and small breast size wasn't that noticable when, ironicly enough, she stood taller than Anne or Jen - probably from her exercises and (from Anne's point of view) having no life other than working out and the library.

She's also still a student, but for the next month or so, will be working in the library for experience in her studies. She tends to look toward authority figures and surprisingly submissive for her large size and obsessiveness in exercising.

"Libby..." Tar'oth-Anne fearfully cried (though still in hushed tones). "Something happened, and I don't know what to do..." She was practically pouring Anne's half-soul into this, and it seemed it was very convincing.

Libby gave a confused, yet fearful look. It seemed that she was catching the feeling now...

"Please, can we talk in the office?" Tar'oth-Anne asked, already starting to drag Libby in through the door on the wall behind the desk - but not before Libby managed to put up the 'Back in 10 minutes' sign.

Once they were inside, Tar'oth-Anne made a show of looking around like a frightened rabbit and closed the door behind them. Libby was getting more and more afraid by the moment, and lowering her guard around the possessed woman more; just like how Tar'oth planned it.

"Wha... What's wrong, Anne?" Libby asked, swallowing once to get the whole word out.

Tar'oth-Anne stood in front of Libby with a frightened look on her face and said, "Something happened..." She stuttered out, wringing her hands, then hugging herself, making sure to rub her enlarged chests.

Seeing that Libby's attention was completely on her, Tar'oth continued her little story. "When I went back to my room, well, I went to take a bath to get ready for bed." She paused for a moment, and Libby nodded her head to indicate she should continue.

"So, I was taking a shower when I suddenly blacked out for a moment. When I came to, I was standing in front of the mirror with THESE" She made a show of thrusting her breast out, showing Libby the enlarged sizes. "They're not that much bigger, but I'm sure they are."

Libby took a look at the breasts covered by the thin materials and swallowed, nodding as Anne blitterly continued. "At first, I thought it was one of those pranks from the near graduates, but then I remembered that they upgraded the security to the enterences so nobody without the proper authoritization can enter." Which wasn't a problem at all for her, Tar'oth reflected.

She started rubbing her right breast with her hand and noticed Libby watching it closely. Tar'oth-Anne mentally grinned to herself and pretended as though it was subconscious. "So I quickly dressed and went to Jen. We talked a bit about what happened when... when I started having these... URGES..." As she said the word 'urge', her right hand slowly slid southwards towards her pussy... along with Libby's eyes. Tar'oth could tell she wanted to say something, but every time she started, she'd see her playing with herself and just left the thought hanging.

"I don't really know what happened, but when my mind cleared again, I was.. well, KISSING Jen in the mouth! I... I could feel our tongues rolling around..." She started adding a few grunts and shed a few tears for effect. The entire action made her seem like she was crying half in shame and half in arousal.

Closing her eyes, Tar'oth-Anne started actively playing with herself as she grunted, trying to keep herself from fully orgasming yet charging up another shocker for Libby.

"I... uh... Anne..." Libby stammered, unable to keep her eyes off the woman who was playing with herself over her clothing. "I... I should go find one of the professors..." She half-heartedly said as she took a small step back.

"NO!" Tar'oth-Anne half moaned half yelled. "Libby... help me... please..." She opened her eyes and started swaying towards the taller woman with one arm stretched out to catch Libby and the other still rubbing her breasts over the frabric.

Libby hesitated, and that was all the time Tar'oth-Anne needed. Putting the outstretched arm over Libby's, she pulled herself up and scored her kiss on the taller woman's lips. Libby's eyes widened in shock as she realized what was happening, but the extra juice generated from the show (not to mention the show itself) prevented her from resisting the spell, and her pupils slowly glazed over; which Tar'oth-Anne mentally frowned as it wasn't the way the spell was supposed to go.

But whatever the difference, the spell worked and knocked Libby's mind out of wack. However, when Tar'oth-Anne leaned back, she noticed that even though there was extra power behind the spell, it seems that it's still fading away at the rate it was for Jen.

"Libby must have some natural resistance..." Tar'oth-Anne muttered as she decided what to do with the woman in front of her.

Seeing what happened to her spell, she didn't want to risk using an ability she wasn't sure would work for sure. And a nagging feeling told her that it wouldn't be a good idea to try what she did to Jen with Libby.

Taking a deep breath, she flipped the claps and her all her clothing fell to the ground in a tatter. She slid off the longcoat as she closed her eyes and concentrated.

A moment of vertigo disoriented Tar'oth, but when she opened her eyes, she saw the back of Anne's head and her body slowly 'peeling' off of Anne's arm and torso. Anne herself just stood stiffy as Tar'oth used her wings to steady herself and stand on the ground.

To Tar'oth's surprise, she now stood up to Anne's neck, a growth that she attributed to devouring half of Anne's soul. Still, it was surprising considering she started at the height of six inch, grew to five feet, and now standing near six. "If I continue to grow at this rate, maybe I can become a succubus..." She muttered as she snapped of a spell that caused all of Libby's clothing to phase off the woman. A favorate trick of her's when she's summoned to humiliate people.

With only thirty seconds or so to spare, she climbed onto Libby's back and pushed the woman's arms outwards by lifting them from her arm-pits, slipping her wings across the Libby's side to cup the woman's breast and locking her legs around the waist to keep herself balanced.

Feeling only moments left on the spell, she dived her face into Libby's braided hair and preformed the merge. When she opened her eyes again, it was through the red-slitted eyes that adorned Libby's face, and an evil crimson-colored lips that smiled... which soon turned into a frown.

"Blast it!" Tar'oth-Libby yelled, not caring whether she would be heard outside as there are spells preventing sound from going out of the office. She looked forwards and saw Anne standing there, her eyes glazed and not moving other than natural reflexes. Tar'oth-Libby knew why: Anne only had half a soul left. Not enough to have any drive, but still aware, but just uncaring of anything and everything. But she would obey any order because of that as well...

That wasn't what angered Tar'oth so much. It seemed that Libby was more than she seemed... and her exercises weren't just atheletic.

"Who would have thought that Libby was a demon summoner..." Tar'oth-Libby grumbled as she flexed her new body. The feeling of sure physical power was completely different from Anne's. "I can't consume or control her soul with all the protection she set up so she can have sex with demons" She can now easily read Libby's memories, but can only recall Anne's if she had 'viewed' it before.

Turning to a mirror, she saw that her now much larger breasts were covered with what was once her wings again, as well as Jen's face on the left breast, but they looped to the back via the sides now, which were easier to hide. Her red eyes and lips were a nice contrast to the hair, instead of plain brown and only wearing lip-gloss. She quickly loosened the braid so that her hair would be free and fan out behind her like silk threads - the quality being quite impressive seeing that it was a demonic boon by one of her (Libby's) previous summons.

Her sex was still covered by fur, but it seems like Tar'oth has picked up some attributes from both Anne and Libby - the fur was now a dark silver: a combination from Anne's black hair and Libby's platinum hair. She didn't notice it before because her own legs were a dark brown that's nearly black, but this is rather obvious.

She was in control of the body and has access to the mind, but she won't be able to leave while she didn't have Libby's soul as a shield against the magical detectors at the enterences. And what to do with Anne?

"Hmm... That gives me an idea..." Tar'oth-Libby deviously said to herself as she turned to the meat.