This little bastard was fascinating to me, the way he flaunted his sexuality like it was nothing. While I was lost in thought, Runt paced around me, playfully rubbing his chubby like I wasn't even here. Whoever he was, he obviously had no concept of personal shame or decency, to the point of invading random people's homes and eating their pickles. It seemed like nothing could bother him. Wait just a minute...
"So you can transform anything into anything, huh?" I asked.
"Right as rain." replied the naked little imp.
"Okay then, could you make me a demon like yourself?"
He looked delighted. "By all means! That would be a roaring good time for the both of us!"
"Cool. What different kinds are there?"
Runt snorted, barely resisting the urge to bust out laughing. "Mate, demons are so diverse that you humans are like worker ants in comparison! But if you're really serious, I'll give you the basics before you make a decision."
First, he grabbed the skin of my lower back and pulled, forming a hooked tail that I could control just as easily as my arms and legs. Then he jumped up on my shoulders and pinched my temples, pulling out two small but tough horns. Satisfied, he dropped to the floor and admired his work. "Wait. That's all there is?" I asked, feeling a little puzzled.
"It's more of a mental change than a physical. Do you feel devilish yet?"
Come to think of it, I did feel more energized than before. My mind was racing with wildly perverted thoughts, some of which would have sickened me just a minute ago. Not to mention, my boxer shorts were strangling me! I wasted no time ripping them off and giving my erection some breathing room. "Cheers!" The imp gave me a thumbs up, "Now that you've seen the basic humanoid model, how about spicing it up a bit?"