You certainly do...

"Hey! Not fair!" Jaime blushes adorably as his chest swells and his skin darkens. You giggle to yourself, giddy with naughty delight at what a perfectly perverted prank you just played. Jaime won't be telling anyone he caught you "playing" with your tail...he'll be too busy with his mouth full.

You know you should stop fucking yourself long enough for him to complete the transformation, but it is so hot imagining him swelling up even sluttier than you. You keep whimpering and moaning and soaking up your own spurts like a sponge. You find a guilty glee in putting on such a shamefully slutty show, knowing it will help distract Jaime and make him easier to transform.

He continues to swell and grow a darker, deeper crimson. That can't be right, shouldn't he be getting pinker?! And why is he growing larger?! You keep trying to imagine a bubblegum bitch, but the more the stud from Hell forms before you, the more you can't stop thinking about it...

He must be seven feet tall, with at least a foot long cock, even thicker and harder than his tail. His body is hard and throbbing with shiny, sinewey muscles. His feet have formed into hooves, his hands into gnarled claws...he is a living nightmare and could end you effortlessly. Why does that thought turn you on?! And why isn't he a bimboi like you right now?! You questions are cut short as he pulls your tail from your asscunt and pulls you wailing and whimpering into midair, seemingly not straining himself one bit...

"Foolish child! An incubus doesn't transform into what someone IMAGINES they'll look like. It transforms into their DEEPEST, DARKEST DESIRE! Do you really think you desired a sissy gurlfriend while you were busy moaning and writhing as your tail fucked your slutty asscunt?!" The uberJaime pulls you up so your terrified face is eye level with his. He flashes a row of razor sharp white teeth. Again the terror of knowing he could devour you and there's nothing you could do to stop it makes you so wet and warm and willing...is it a defense mechanism for incubi? Fight, flight...or fuck? Or are you just a twisted little submissive slut?

Your questions are cut off as "James" pulls you into a hard, hungry kiss. His tongue slides in your mouth forcefully and then you down your throat. It is impossibly long, and thicker than your puny prick and your throat starts drooling around it like an eager cunt, soaking up his aphrodisiac laced drool and surrendering completely to this satanic stud. You feel his tail slide in between your ass cheeks and you hear a small, muffled "yeeeeeph!" form around his tongue as he fills your asscunt again.

You are no longer worried that Jamie isn't a sexy incubusissy like you. You don't care if he tells the whole school that you get off on femming out and getting filled up. You just care about the tongue and tail fucking every last worry away. You can't believe how good it feels...like your body was made to be fucked from all sides. You laugh stupidly as you remember it literally was. So why spend a second worrying why taking impossibly long phallic objects while looking like a shrimp dicked succubus feels sooooo much better than anything you've ever felt before? And it just keeps feeling betterer and bettererer...you wonder what happens when it gets to bestestest?

You look in the mirror and see yourself suspended in mid-air, writhing and whimpering, lost in ecstasy, your body ballooning to cartoonish proportions to entice him to fuck you harder. Your breasts swelling, your waist Barbie doll thin, your ass enormous...everything growing but your puny prick. In fact, it appears to be...shrinking?! You feel James' huge,hard prick crushing against your soft, shriveled sack and limp shaft.

"Heh...guess you should have attended class before playing with me. You would have learned that Incubi are primarily supposed to feed on female lust. Absorb too much cum, submit and suck and fuck too much, and your body instinctively adapts. Keep this up and that shrimp dick will suck inside you and become a cunt. You might not be able to ever change back either. But you aren't worried about that, are you Samantha?"

You feel your body melt around his tongue and tail more with every terrifying word. His cock feels so hard...so hungry...you desperately want another hole to get filled. You hear a tiny voice screaming to stop while you still can, but you tell that nerd you'll worry about that in the morning. Even as you feel yourself surrendering in what's left of your bliss baked brain, your body responds. You feel your cock shrink to the size of a clit, suddenly becoming hard and throbbing as it pulls inside you and your body opens up to accept James' unholy rod. Soft folds forming around his flared cockhead and you are convulsing and cumming and crying out to all the angels in Hell by the time he slides inside you.

You feel moments of panic immediately drowned out by crashing waves of cum. What am I doing?! The perversity of being fucked three ways to friday in midair just adds to the sweltering heat making you all melty...

I have a cunt! I'm a boi...I mean, man...I shouldn't have a cunt! That's what makes it so decadently deviant, and your cunt-cunt feels 100 times more responsive than your already unimaginably oversensitive throat cunt and asscunt, to the point you don't know why you would want a cock anyway.

What if I can't change back?! Mmm...imagine being a secret succubus in a college filled with men and monsters eager to breed you...

Oh Hell...what if I get pregnant?! Your slutty body seems programmed to respond to that. The moment you think it your cunt gushes and you feel an almost cataclysmic calm. You are cumming so hard on three cocks and it feels like you are being torn apart on the atomic level by pleasure so pure it hurts...but you feel like you are surrounded by a wet, warm embrace at the same time. Your body...your brain...both have been shifted...adapted...transformed...you can't help but cry out..."Fuck me DaddeeeEEEEE! Fill OOH me AAAHwith MOAN cum! Knock me up! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"Don't mind if I do. But I doubt you'll get preggers. It takes more than a day for your shift to becum permanent. And we can skip orientation so I can spend all day...all night...giving you a real welcome and exploring your new orientation!"

You feel another soul searing climax building, and all you can do suckle on his tongue and coo in agreement as he spends hours fucking you in every position possible. He feeds on your endless lust and you on his copious cum, so that you can go seemingly forever. Only stopping to shift into sexy new forms of all sorts of succubi with a more than passing resemblance to Jaime. You finally collapase into the bottom bunk just after midnight. Jaime shifts back and climbs up to the top bunk saying "You need some rest. Sleep it off and you should be able to turn back in the morning."

You drift off, still stuck as a sexy succubus, telling yourself you'll be better in the morning...

....

You dream of cock...