Your true self emerges

At first, you feel it deep down inside you. A change deep in your core, an understanding of the pleasures of the flesh. You can no longer be a nun. You can no longer be a devotee to that lord. But you can be a devotee to something else. To lust. To sin.

That new knowledge deep in your soul blossoms outward, corrupting and transforming not just your entire personality, but your entire body.

The man who had been fucking you is gone, forgotten, and you are rising into the air, rising with black wings of beauty and grace and vice and sin.

Your clothing transforms from a modest, homely robe into tiny strips of black leather that cover nothing and accentuate everything. A perfectly imperfect metal shape that is certainly not a star but also not not a star dangles from your new black collar.

Powerful yet sensitive horns emerge from your skull.

Your skin and shape becomes more pert, more tight, more perfect than humanly possible.

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Powerful sexual hunger quickly consumes your body. You are ready to serve, and you are ready to feast.

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