You're formally introduced to your Queen

"I am called Shifter..." announced the demoness with a strange resonance in her voice. "What's your name?" You open your mouth to answer, but she quickly changes her mind, placing a long slender finger on your quivering lips. "No no," she says, "don't tell me...because it doesn't matter."

Gently the sultry female moves her gloved hand and runs it through your hair and over the features of your face. Then with both hands she pries open your lids and looks deep into your eyes and sees how they have changed: "Deep, dark, crimson red...like blood," she mutters while licking her lips. "That means that you are my ****, and that is what you shall be called." But your eyes aren't the only things that have changed. Your body is already beginning to recover from the temptress' advance, feeling more powerful and more energized than ever before. Even your spent penis starts to wake, despite having cum only moments before. And what a waking it is. Even as you lay with your head flat on the mattress you can see plainly the triumphant rise of your cock, growing and growing, seemingly endlessly until it reaches its peak, a full two inches longer and nearly an inch girthier than before. Not a moment later your rod is overcome with pressure, like every drop of semen in your body is contained within in, ready to burst at any moment.

Shifter takes notice of the recovered penis and smiles, its one beady eye staring straight up at her sopping cunt. "Oh what have we here?" she laughs. She squats over your waist and takes the stiff member in hand, rubbing it and playing with it til the juices come dribbling out. Her expert control puts you on the verge of cumming, but you know that she won't let you. "Oh no, not until you have done my bidding, ****. Then I shall reward you." With that she lets go of your penis and stands once more, then summons you to your knees. But there's no respite even here, as she places that hot sweet pussy right before your eyes, guiding your head with her hand to come nearer til you can smell the heavenly aroma. Of course, she will allow no closer for a **** such as yourself, who has yet to prove himself.

"Be a good boy and do everything your Queen desires."

You can say nothing but, "Yes, my Queen," in reply.