Jen bit her lip as she rang the doorbell. Liz stood off to the side, sulking. She was annoyed at Jen's sudden obsession with Kyle.
Kyle opened the door.
"Hi, Jennifer. I knew you'd come around sooner or later" he said then laughed obnoxiously at his juvenile pun.
"Do you still have it?" she asked eagerly.
"The book?" he responded. "I could be persuaded..."
"No, you idiot!" Jennifer interjected. She walked up and groped Kyle, catching him by surprise. "You do!"
"You're here for my dick?" he said with surprise.
"Of course!" she replied. Jennifer practically dragged the shocked Kyle into the living room and threw him onto the couch. She frantically unzipped his pants and pulled out the prize she sought. "Mine at last!" she squealed with delight before demonstrating her lack of a gag reflex on Kyle's nearly footlong dong.
Kyle hadn't even noticed Liz standing outside and, so distracted by getting a blowjob, didn't notice her walk in the front door and down the hallway. After peeking in a couple rooms, Liz found Kyle's. It was easy to tell: posters of scantily clad models and various rock bands on the walls, and it looked like a complete mess. There wasn't a bookshelf in the room. Liz got the sinking feeling this could take awhile. She checked under the bed, but found only porno magazines and dirty clothes. Then she noticed something under the nightstand next to Kyle's bed. Sure enough that was the book - an old leather cover with two words in red lettering - "Daemonium Transformatio"
Liz guessed Kyle had never even opened the book, and she was right. After it had magically appeared and fallen on his head, the book fell to the floor where Kyle kicked it aside with annoyance before jerking off in bed with his new big dick.
Liz flipped found the table of contents and saw a long list of interesting possibilities: devils, hellhounds, hellcats, hellbeasts, soulflayers, mindflayers, and names of demons she didn't recognize or understand. She noted an entry for incubi, but the next chapter was succubi and that's what she was looking for. She flipped to the appropriate page which depicted a naked woman with horns, tail, and a perfect body. Liz felt wet just looking at the image. She turned the page to find instructions on transforming oneself into a succubus or for transforming another man or woman. Where to begin?