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“Sorry no offense sir, but no. I don't want to be a ****.”

“What!!” He shakes you and you are pretty sure he is going to rip you to pieces. “A worm dares defy me. Not possible! I should rip you to chunks!”

As he is pulling you apart you simply add, “Already a worm. Fuck off.” In an instant he rips you in half.

A day perhaps, a week, more? You have no idea, but as you munch on some yummy plants you are aware once again of your wormy self. The time melts, till one day a large creature picks you up, “Wait I know you. I killed you.”

“Well look who it is. Mister big and mighty, here to pick on the little worm that wouldn't be a ****. How are you today. The muck tastes great want some?”

“Why are you alive?”

“Ya, I am a worm. You really think I know anything. Now if you do what you were going to do before and make me something bigger and tougher. Well I suppose we could be friends and I might even be able to figure that out for you.”

“You will serve me?”

“No. Not a chance. But we could be pals I suppose. Or not, that part is entirely up to chance. What do you say?” He ponders it a second, rips you to pieces, and eats the chunks. “Why do you live?” You hear the familiar voice ask once again.

“You know the answer, make me smarter and in a fitting body and I will tell you. For that matter, make me something good and then you could hire me to do whatever it was you wanted me to do. I didn't say I wouldn't do it, I just said I won't be your ****.”

This actually seems to get him thinking. “No, I don't think I will use that much magic on you. But I will tell you what. I will give you a better body, then if you do the task I need and succeed, I will give you an even better form as payment.” He then grips your body, “Deal?”

“Deal.”

“So be it.” He stands there for a few minutes, obviously deciding what to do with you. Then he smiles. “Aah, you won't be a ****. Sorry, but I believe you will. I will make you one.” He then grips you and begins chanting a spell in low guttural throaty noises and holds you in his hands. “This is how one of my kind makes a worm like you into something just a little more. Few know this secret.” With that he mashes you down on his cock till The head disappears down your throat. The chanting continues as he clamps his hands around it, smashing your head around the meaty member. 'Ick' You think, but actually as a bit of cum slips down your wormy throat, as everything else it is yummy. 'Figures.' The flow then increases in volume as the ritual starts to do it's work. As it does you feel an odd sensation, one of profound pleasure as you gulp down the yummy liquid. Then as you are filled to what you are sure is capactiy, more comes and you realize your form is melting and growing into something more. You loose track of time as your body seems to flow out, growing larger, till you can feel the addition of legs and arms, greedily you gulp down the sticky goop like a animal drinking it's mothers milk till you feel your new slender feet hit the ground, and your new slender hands are able to grip his massive buttocks, to steady yourself as you continue gulping it down. Finally after a seemingly endless transformation the pleasure finally changes into more of a warm feeling as you plop to the ground on your sexy little bottom, and his cock slips from your new sexy full lips. Taking a second to wipe the last few drops from your mouth with your slender pale white hand, you notice you now have little fangs, and your slightly long, as if you had the perfect permanent manicured black nails seem rather sharp. Rising to your feet you notice a few more things. Looking yourself over you actually think you must be basically human. Female, but human. Then something catches your eye, just a glimpse at first, but then your mind realizes it is part of you, and you are able to control your new limb. A prehensile tail. Moving it around in front of you, you see it is white like the rest of you and fleshy, and ends in what looks somewhat like a barb, but as you see it, and the sensation that washes over you as you rub the tip is almost like masturbation, and instantly all you can think of is how good it would feel to fuck someone with it. Next you reach up and feel that your hairless head has two curved, bull like sharp black horns roughly 5” long. Last, but certainly not least you see you are now completely female, and a vision of near perfection. You would guess you stand a few inches over 5', with impressively perky little b cup, at best, breasts, with very suckable nipples, and the lithe body of a dancer.

“Amazing.” You say licking every last drop of cum from your fingers.

“I take it you approve.” I chose this for you so you will have to work for everything you get. Your new body is full of untapped power. It may be one of the least forms of demonkind, but I will share you a secret, it was what I was. So do not take this gift lightly. Your form is physically a bit stronger than you look. Plus you have two powers. You can feed off of the seed of others, male or female. You are a **** doll, a pleasure beast, capable of satisfying either sex, and your body will slowly regenerate wounds, but only during sex. The second power is an innate ability to harness magic. I am sure even now if you clear your mind you will feel it's call with one or two spells that you can cast. But the magic is in your form, every spell cast will weaken you, the more powerful the more it will weaken you as you are a creature of magic. You will have to use it sparingly, with plenty of sex to recharge, but the more you use magic, the less each spell you learn will weaken you. He then conjures forth a small green gem tied to a thong of leather thread, “My task for you is to find my friend in hell This will help you find him. If you concentrate your mind into the stone it will indicate the direction to him and relative distance. My friend will tell you how to contact me once you are with him. Make it to him and I will tell you my plan, and he will pay you. I will not tell you now as I do not know if you will be captured on your long journey. So go, proud and foolish one.” Then he seems to look you over like a piece of meat, “Unless you would like to test out your new body?”