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Chapter 7 by Somerled Somerled

What form shall I assume?

Young attractive woman

Daemons do not have genders like mortals, so we have freedom of choice when in the mortal realm. I thought for a few moments and recalled the woman whom I tricked into slavery a few centuries ago - perhaps her form would suit my purposes. I recalled that she was very young, perhaps 18 mortal years, and very attractive by human standards with a lithe body and long, luscious red hair. Some daemons, the succubi, take caricatures of human beauty, with massive breasts and impossible curves, choosing to pursue debauched existences in the mortal realm. While I understood the appeal, and had indeed experienced such delights in the past, I decided against it.

In a flash of light my form had changed. I was now the girl that had foolishly summoned me, down to the bright blue eyes and pleasantly formed breasts. I was less than half as tall as my natural form, now standing at a tiny 5'7" and the fragility of mortals once again shocked me. I was also completely naked. Somerled gave me a good look-over, his eyes resting for a particularly long time on my new breasts and the wisps of pubic hair, before he spoke.

"Excellent choice. I did not think you the feminine type, but I see that it suits you perfectly."

The feminine type. I chuckled at that for a moment, wondering what my daemonic brethren would think of the great and mighty Aristaeus being a delicate little mortal girl. Yes, I would have fun to be sure. I thought again of my years as a succubus and licked my lips seductively, inadvertently making Somerled quite flushed.

"Perhaps I should dress myself? Or have mortal women finally done away with clothing completely?"

He blinked and nodded, gesturing to an open chest by the wall. "Yes, I suppose. There are some clothes over there. You seem to have good taste, so you might as well choose for yourself."

I was somewhat surprised that he had a selection of women's clothing at hand, but didn't comment. I choose a simple dress which I thought accentuated my new assets and some tall heeled boots which went to just below my knees. He watched closely as I slipped into my new clothes. I noticed a bulge grow at his groin.

"What now?"

What does he ask of me?

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