Beautiful and evil

You watch and cackle as Lilly transforms from a pathetic, weak and disgustingly good girl into a green-skinned, foul-minded, evil witch without any morale or inhibitions. Well, in theory, since despite the power of the witch seed you pushed into her womb it is still a **** transformation and as such, can be resisted partially if the victim has a strong moral compass. Such a partial transformation can lead to some unfortunate results, witches fighting with themselves, interfering with their own spells or just downright going insane. You don’t know how stable her morals are since they were never seriously tested, but her just accepting her fate and embracing her new evil ways as much better than her boring old self would make forming your coven much easier. It is a risk you must take and considering the purity of the witch seed thanks to the ingredients provided by your mistress it should work out, but you are still worried. You need her as a witch, you only have this one chance because your mistress is not going to give you another if you fail.

These thoughts occupy your mind as you watch the beauty of her face slowly getting tainted by a lovely green color. So far, her skin color is the only thing about her looks that is changing, but you expected this . Corruption will take some time to show on your appearance, even though witches are usually showing it a lot more open than others. You will have to wait for her to wake up before you can make sure she takes to her new evil ways nicely, and you have a bit of time to influence her into accepting it right when she wakes up and her mind is still unstable. Forcing out another loud, putrid fart, you walk up and down the side of your bed, impatiently waiting for her to wake up. Finally, after some very long minutes, the sleeping beauty on your bed stirs, so you get ready to welcome her into her new world of evil.

“Oohhh… my head hurts…”, she slurs, then sits up and looks around. “Sasha? Where am I? What time is it? Did I come back too late? Wait- this is not my room. Why am I lying on your bed? And why are you naked? What’s going on?” “Relax”, you answer her, “You came home drunk and mistook the rooms. It’s no problem. After all, you will be spending a lot more time here with me…” You laugh at your innuendo, but Lilly doesn’t notice, instead realizing she is naked as well. “Wha- why am I naked as well? What happened?” She asks and tries to cover her pussy up from reflex. You laugh, then pull her hands away and say: “No need to be so shy, it’s not like I haven’t seen it before. I just got to know your kitty on a much more personal level than just that.”

“Wha- “, Lilly stutters and moves away with shock. “We did- you did- what have we- “ “Shhh”, you hush her and sit down on your bed next to her. “Yes, we did, and no, it was not a mistake nor a sin, but the start of something exciting, something more than you could ever imagine in all of your miserable life. We did not only have sweet lesbian sex, but we will have a lot more of it since I have changed your life forever. Lezzing out with me is not going to be the only new and unexpected thing you will be doing, my dear Lilly.”

“What are you talking about?”, she asks and shies away from you approaching her, but you can see her curiosity. The corruption worked, she is changing and with the right words, she will embrace her dark side. “Remember how Mia, Tonya and I were going to the opening party for that haunted house my brother is working at?” She nods apprehensively and slightly impatient, but seemingly no longer bothered by your or her nudeness. “Well, we did, and it was an experience beyond comparison, an experience that has changed us massively. And I don’t mean in a corny teenie way, like suddenly finding love or something laughable like that, I mean fundamental changes. That haunted house is really haunted. I met someone there who changed my life forever, who gifted me with a new life and awesome, wild powers. Powers I intend to share with you.”

With these words, you ignite the tip of your finger and watch Lilly observe the flame with fascination. “How did you do that?”, she asks. “Magic”, you answer her and bring your burning finger towards your hair. It lights up easily, like it should, but does not burn up. “Not some tricks or any pathetic illusions, but real, sinister witchcraft from a darker time, a time of demons, warlocks and monsters. I was gifted this wonderfully dark powers and am now one of the most powerful beings in the world. I am no longer human, but a witch, a powerful and evil sorceress, and I get to have all the fun I can ever imagine, and so will you.”

You watch her carefully as the implication hits her. “You- I- you mean- what have you done to me?”, Lilly stutters. “I have made you into a witch like me. You are no longer human, but an evil sorceress, just like me, like Mia, Tonja and soon like the others, too. Seven witches can form a coven, and with all seven, no one will be able to stop us. We will be powerful enough to do whatever we want without being bound by any rules, only the limitations of our might and evil imagination. It all depends on you. Join us as a dark witch and the world will be at our feet.”

You finish your speech and watch her face carefully, hands wet with cold sweat. If she does not accept, all your plans will be ruined. Lilly looks at you silently for a few moments while you extinguish your burning hair to show you your flawless control over the dark magic. In reality, a few seconds more and you would have lost control, but she does not need to know… yet. The longer she stays silent, the more nervous you get, but when she finally speaks, it is not what you expected.

“You- you made me a witch? Did I get this right? You are an evil witch who wants to- I don’t know, and you made me one as well. I am a witch. Is that right?” You nod, still nervous, but surprised by her calm voice. “Yes, you are now a witch, a sorceress of darkness, and more importantly, my sister… if you want”, you add almost pleadingly, your insecurity noticeable in your voice. Yet you would never have expected her response at all.

“You are serious, are you? I am a dark witch? You are a dark witch? You are not kidding? Tell me you are not kidding! Setting your finger and hair on fire was neat, but I need to be sure! Please!” She gets louder as she utters these questions in rapid succession, she even grabs your shoulders and shakes you. Still worried and nervous, you reply: “I can show you if you want”, to which she replies: “Do it! Show me, please show me you are not kidding!” This is suspicious, she does seem ****, but not upset, rather… excited? Now even more confused, you mentally shake your head and drop your glamor. Your old, cute human face melts away and reveals your green skin, long nose, cruel, reddish eyes, thin lips and slimy, foul mouth. Without the glamor, your smell is much stronger as well, the deliciously foul stench of your farts now much deeper and richer.

However, despite that, Lilly’s reaction is not what you expected. Sure, she flinches from the sudden change, but then looks at you with what you can only describe as curiosity and infatuation. Even as your fart stench hits her nose, she does not move away, instead breathing in deeply. You briefly wonder if your bans have been stronger than expected, but then get thrown off by her shouting: “Yes! Yes, please let it be true, please!”, as she brings her own hands towards her face and sees the greenish tint on them. She even gets up from the bed and grabs the small mirror from your desk to watch her own face, screaming out in excitement as she sees her face becoming green like yours.

She likes it? You are stunned out of your mind as you watch her dance around with the mirror in her hands, even crying now, which was something you were prepared for, but tears of joy? Your little Miss Perfect sorority leader, the top student, morale angel and beauty No. 1 around the entire campus, is crying tears of joy from being transformed into a witch? You are waiting for her to break down and start to cry, scream, whine, beg for someone to wake her up from her nightmare, anything, but she gets back onto your bed and drops the mirror to the side. “It is true, it is really true! I am a witch! You are as well! Yes!”, she continues to cry. “I am so happy, you can’t imagine how happy I am! You really made me a witch, I can’t believe it!” You can’t believe it either, this is entirely different from what you expected. Lilly doesn’t give you the chance to respond, however, as before you can get so much as a sound out Lilly leans into you and presses her lips onto yours. That is even more unexpected from your sorority leader who is not only straight as nail, but also prude as a granny, but any response is silenced by her tongue pushing into your mouth. After a few moments, you mentally resign and start to kiss her back.