Fight it!

You don’t want to be a demon. You caress Taylor’s cheek.

“I want you to go back to being your old demon hating self.”

The moment you say it, her expression changes,

“Oh God! I just fucked Brian. Oh God, I fucked Wyatt and Finley! I’m not even straight! I’m so sorry Maya. I love you so much. I never should have taken that deal from Ms. Devlin. I hope you can forgive me!”

“I forgive you, Taylor. Now I need your help preventing my transformation into a demoness.”

“Of course, Maya. I’ll do my best to help you. And, if we fail you can always turn me back into your slutty sidekick.”

You smile at her. She did look good in that bustier.

Taylor and you quickly dress. Her in her usual flannel and sweats, you back into your jeans. With your new curves you struggle to button your jeans. You finally manage, but they look painted on. Your bra is out of the question. You slip a t-shirt on over your new rack. You smile. You don’t really need the bra anymore.

“So what do we do?”

“This is new for me, Maya. I’m hoping we can find something on the Internet.”

Taylor pops open her laptop. A few keystrokes and there is a vast amount of information on demons.

You get your own laptop and replicate her search.

“Alright, let’s divide and conquer.”

You spend several hours looking over the search.

“Got something!”

“What is it?”

“Oh, crap. Maybe not. It says here that demonic taint can be removed by a heavenly creature, so long as the tainted one hasn’t taken a soul. Again, I’m so sorry, Maya.”

You return to reading, disappointed. At some point you fall asleep.

You awaken to Taylor tugging your arm.

“C’mon, if we don’t get going, we’ll be late to class.”

“Class?”

Are you really up for seeing Ms. Devlin and Wyatt?