A Sincubus Model

Elizabeth wandered through the conference room that had turned into an insane demonic orgy, the cries of dozens of women climaxing every minute sounding like music to her ears. By now, the magic tentacles had disappeared, but the sexual drive of the participants had not diminished without them.

Aside from the unleashed MILF Julie, her former boss, there was another who stood out in particular. "You are my slut! My whore!". The howls, pronounced with a notable Slavic accent, came from nearby.

They came from a red-skinned Sincubus, who was brutally assaulting another Sincubus throat with her long cock while keeping her head tight between her thighs.

"The mark of a true alpha", Elizabeth thought. This one didn't settle for the often more submissive Succubi. This one needed to be the best of the best.

Her tail wasn't idle either, milking the bottom demoness' cock. The former librarian looked at this newcomer with more detail. She could see a sense of malice and dominance in her red slitted eyes. She was also surprised at how strikingly beautiful she was. Every demon got her looks improved after their transformation, but she was really absolutely flawless.

Since how their bodies reformed was influenced in great part by the corrupted victim's mental images, it stood to reason that had probably had a very formed idea of what made a woman beautiful beforehand.

She was all around the perfect Sincubus, inhumanely seductive and wickedly perverted.

"Drink all my cum, slut! That's all you are good for anyway!", the demoness ordered as her body clenched, with torrents of black cum going straight into the bottom's stomach. Her tail was also squeezing her partner's cock so tight that prevented her from achieving her own orgasm. The horned woman on the floor was on the verge of having a stroke from the **** and intense pleasure she was receiving.

Pleased to no end with her dominant servant, Elizabeth transferred some of her magic to her in the middle of her orgasm, who howled as her body kept transforming further into perfection, with her balls growing bigger and juicier and her cock lengthening inside the other's mouth.

After a couple minutes, when she was finally done, she released her bottom, who gasped for air, panting with her eyes blank. The top Sincubus made a point to rub her cock all over the woman's face, marking her with her black cream. "Clean yourself, bitch. You are completely filthy", she ordered with a devious smile.

The Slavic demoness walked confidently towards Elizabeth, her thick cock leaking some last droplets of cum in the floor as she went. "Thank you for your gift, my dark mistress." She kneeled in front of her, wrapping her long serpentine tongue around the leader's massive tool as a sign of appreciation. She was a true dominant, but she still accepted the absolute control her mistress had over her.

"You are most welcome, my sinful child. Now, rise", the Sincubus did so, standing a few inches shorter than Elizabeth. "What should I call you? And what is it that you did before your rebirth?"

"Ivana Vasilieva, my mistress", she responded. The Sincubus chief could now see the distinctive Eastern European traits in her face. "I am, or was, a fashion model"

"That explains a lot", Elizabeth thought. She would normally look down at her kind, dismissing them as brainless pretty faces. But she admitted she was wrong, at least with this one. She was not just a sexy body, but a sharp mind hidden beneath it.

"You still are. Because I just had an idea to spread our taint further, and it involves your old job. Go back to your human form, Ivana. We are heading out"

The Sincubus obeyed her orders, reforming her body to adapt to her old image and momentarily losing her newly acquired genitalia. In the end, she remained almost indistinguishable from a regular human but for one key trait.

Her eyes