Bohrrom could have eaten the female in front of him, but she didn't look to have much flavor and he had more pressing maters, like consuming all of Jill's sexual energy so he could finalize his own transformation and rid himself of Bobby's mind, which was still present somewhere in him, before it found a way to regain control.
Sniffing around the room, Bohrrom soon found where Jill was before she teleported herself out of it, and followed after her.
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William still had a hard time believing that he had married a succubus, or that upon turning 18, his oldest daughter had become one. Still he saw how panicked said daughter was after almost taking her boyfriend's life because of her new instincts, or how sorry Jane was upset that she never imagined any of her children would ever turn out to be succubi as well, making it impossible for him not to see the two demonesses were really who they claimed to be.
He knew Jane, or Janith as she preferred to be called now that he know the truth, had taken the day off to help Jill have a better grasp of her new needs, instincts and powers, but hadn't expected to see a tall and muscular male demon teleport as soon as he got home from work.
William was thankful that the demon didn't pay him any mind, until it bellowed his daughter name's. “JILL!!!” The thing seemed furious.
The teenage succubus for her part, turned to the hulking incubus, her eyes becoming dinner plates. “BOBBY?!?” But she could feel that, while her boyfriend was still somewhere in there, he wasn't the one in control right now.
Jill ran toward Bohrrom and tripped him, then changed her nails into elongated claws, and planted her left hand in his right shoulder and her right foot in his left one, to immobilize him. Then changing back the nails on her right hand, she delicately stroked his cheek while looking at him with eyes full of sorrow. “Remember Bobby. Remember all the good times we had together, remember how your love helped me be myself again, regardless of the recent… changes in my life.” At this point, the young demoness was crying.