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Chapter 8 by scratch495 scratch495

How do I finish?

This May Work

My vision went dark for a moment - blackness occasionally interrupted by spots of white all throughout as the connection between May and myself surged in a moment of unimaginable pleasure and confusion. Then, everything was quiet, and it felt as though my body was melting away.

It felt like an hour, but I suppose it was likely just a few moments. I awoke feeling heavy - a stinging mix of pain pleasure throughout my body. I smelled blood - was my nose bleeding? I lifted a hand to wipe away at it, and realized my hands were different once again. No longer a skeletal claw, they were soft, creamy, and... pudgy almost? The rest of my body had changed too - suddenly I wasn't hungry at all. Other than the lingering pain in my nose and stinging in my nethers, I felt great actually.

"What... huh!?" My voice had changed too. High pitched but soft. Feminine. My hands explored lower - the rest of my body was the same. The air felt cold as I suddenly lacked body hair - except for a patch of hair over my now flat crotch - which I could feel drip.

I looked around frantically. No sign of May. Just her clothes, a discarded dress and undergarments and... a body. My coat was laying over a corpse in a heap. I edged over to it slowly. That couldn't be right. It was skinny and skeletal. Horns on its head. Male. Me.

Looking over the creases of my hands as I continued to wipe away the lingering nosebleed it finally occurred to me. I had BECOME May. The heft of my body, the marks and creases of age, the soft voice and brown hair. It was hers. And now, mine. I had heard tales before of demons possessing humans. Did I do something similar on accident while having my way? Dominate her body the way I had her mind?

My mind briefly raced with panic. How did this happen? Was I dead? I felt alive - but it apparently wasn't MY life. My body wasn't breathing, and I couldn't feel a pulse. What was I now? Somehow being a demon seemed more comforting. Could I fix this?

But then the thought came to me, did I need to do so? I may be stuck as a woman, but that could surely be better than being stuck as a hellspawn locked in the barn. Perhaps this could be an opportunity to rest and recover my wits for a moment... and make a plan? May's body tingled all over - the faintest hints of a kind of pleasure I'd never felt before. She had a humble beauty to her - no one would suspect a demon hiding behind her soft eyes...

May this work?

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