Make them pleasure you

You didn't know how you managed to sit through your manager's long tirade about propriety and basic decorum in the workplace. She spoke about how she expected better of her employees, while pointing at each or the other girls as excellent examples of how a librarian should dress and behave. Your knuckles were white, pressing against the table, as Colleen smiled, clearly enjoying this show and anxious to talk to anyone she could about it.

"Do you have anything to say in your defense, Elizabeth?", Julia asked, expecting nothing aside your usual sheepishness. She stood with her hands firm on her ample hips and you just couldn't help but imagine what her enhanced form would look like after her corruption. You resisted the urge to lick your lips, but not to speak up.

"I do, in fact", you replied with certainty in your voice, without any of your usual stutter, and stood up next to her. "I have something to say to you, Julia, and to all of you self-righteous bitches"

The middle-aged woman stood there with her mouth agape, taken aback by your sudden rush of confidence and your derogatory slur. "What did you...?"

"Shut up, Julia. It's my turn to talk now", you said angrily, and your magic worked it's way to close her mouth immediately. "You all are guilty of humiliating me, of treating me like garbage for months". Already your body had began to change as your emotions flourished, filling out your already tight blouse. You felt a rush of energy fill you while you continued your diatribe.

"Colleen, the gossip. Sara, the know-it-all. Felicity, the snob. And Julia, the despot. I've had it with dealing with all of you, of having to put up with your crap!", your voice got more aggressive and by now the rate of your transformation was uncontrollably speeding up, with your horns pushing outwards whole your skin took its supernatural color. The other women could only stare in disbelief.

"I call the shots now. And I have already decided what the punishment for you sluts should be." With your corruption complete, an obscene tent had formed in the front of your short skirt, barely hiding your hard cock. You extended one of your nails into a black claw and ripped your clothes apart with a quick swish. They could see the body of their future mistress in full display now.

You felt overflowing with the power to do anything you wanted. You could read them like a book and so, you concocted the perfect task for each one. "You seem disgusted by the mere idea of lesbianism, Felicity. How predictably bigoted of you. Get behind me and lick my pussy."

The blonde girl was frozen in her place, terrified, until you commanded her again. "Now!" Her body seem to move of her own accord, almost robotically and moved towards you.

"Sara, I can see the envy you have brooding inside you for my big, juicy tits and how guilty you feel for even thinking about it. Touch them. Feel them. Suck them." She didn't need any more indications than that, heading with a conflicted expression in her face towards you.

"Colleen, use that blabbering mouth of yours for something useful for once and kiss me." The redhead complied immediately, and in a moment your tongues were in a deep, passionate tangle.

You released her after a few seconds, and looked at the final one. "And you Julia. I can see how hungry you are for a good piece of meat since your husband left you all those years ago. And I can sense hidden desires, deeper and more rooted in your core than you know. So of course, the best for last. Blow me, Julia. Show me what's really inside that insufferable shell"

The woman didn't stop looking directly into your slitted, burning eyes, as she kneeled in front of your purple shaft. A gesture of defiance, no doubt. One that would need to be broken.

"Open up!", you ordered as you grabbed her hair and pushed it deep against your long member, pushing your hips along to help her reach the bottom in the first go. You could have used magic to aid in the process, but she didn't deserve to have it be any easier. In fact, you had something else in mind. Your cock-tipped tail moved swiftly into her skirt and began ramming not her pussy, but her ass. She yelped, half of surprise, half of pleasure.

You knew that, at this rate, it wouldn't be long until they were all turned into the sensual sex-fiends that you were eagerly waiting them to become.