As Daryn ran into the library side room panicked thoughts raced through his mind as he continually stared at his new demonic form observing every little detail. As these chaos of thoughts mangled Daryn’s young brain a clear precise voice made an ordered point in his mind “Calm yourself” it said. The voice was very clearly feminine but held a great weight of power that was sultry and smoky in tone. “Who are you?” Daryn replied his voice now very similar to the one he heard in his head but without the power or see appeal. “I am the succubus you summoned I am the gift placed upon you” the voice answered. “How is this a gift” cried Daryn “I am a freak I can never show my face anywhere not without people screaming in terror of me or probably try to kill me”. The voice laughed as it heard Daryn plea “But you are gifted, you have ascended beyond your weakling human form you hold a power most people would kill and there is more to gain if you listen”. “Oh what power have I gain?” Daryn in a more calm state of mind asked. The voice becoming more solid and somehow more aligned with Daryn as it answered his question “All your life we have been treated like dirt our parents left us on the doorstep of an orphanage, every foster family has either neglected or abused us, all the teachers of this so called school single us out when anything goes awry never going for the true culprits the kids with parents on the school board, kids with parents who donate new computers or gym supplies to bail them out or the worst ones the star athletes who can bully someone in public and the victim is blamed for provoking a conflict. Were here because Billy Richards head quarterback pranked a student and we get pinned for being in the general area so he can play the game this Sunday. This whole town sees us as a troublemaker and delinquent for only being alone. But now we hold a power greater than money or athleticism we have the power of control. With this we can make anyone our loyal servant so long as they submit to us, there actions and even there forms would be at our command. Imagine the ease to have an army of tralls with our beauty and intimidating stature to have pay back on everyone who ever wronged us. Then beyond that we can rise to greater standing becoming not just a mere succubus but a demon lord, no demon queen to rule all that we see.” As Daryn listened to the dark intentions of the voice all senses of modesty, guilt and fear vanished only to be replaced with arrogance, anger and flamboyance as Daryn and the voice became one and the same with no distinction between the two with the once panicked and desperate face now clearing displaying a visage of intelligence and dominance.
As Daryn started to relish her new form exploring every crevice with the tips of her claws, a knock came from the door interrupting her joyance experience. “Mr. Daryn you better not be slacking off in their” it was the librarian Mr. Burton one of Daryn’s most common accusers a tried old man who did what he was told. Daryn slowly opened the door revealing the red skinned naked mistress before Mr. Burton who simply just stared dumbfounded at the mischievous creature that creeped before him, her talon finger tracing the lines of his face as she smoothly replied “I don’t go by Daryn anymore, you can call me Delilah”. The cowardly librarian could only fearfully quake before the Infernal being and weakly say “please don’t hurt me”. Delilah laughed maliciously as she withdrew her finger and bend slightly forward to her bring smooth lips to his ear to whisper “oh I won’t hurt you so long you act like the good lap dog you are, now come here!” Soon tightly grabbing Mr. Burton shoulder and dragged him back into the side room. She then ripped Mr. Burton pants off once the door was closed and started giving him a blowjob with a long opposable black tongue as it wrapped and stroked his groin. Mr. Burton knew he should be terrified at the moment at the horned beauty but the skill she was using her tongue gave him only thought of pleasure his mind lost in lust. As the librarian was dazed in blissful ignorance Delilah changed positions slamming her victim to the atop table in the room then began straddling the prone figure thrusting her open vagina on the erect penis she prepared. If Mr. Burton thought he knew pleasure before his mind exploded with new sensations he never thought possible with each thrust better than the last, climaxing only a few thrust in, while Delilah not even noticing and just continues to dive deeper. Little did this man know that was lost in a daze that the dark temptress that was riding him was draining the life from his very soul with each thrust. After about half hour of mild amusement for Delilah but world breaking excitement for Mr. Burton, the succubus removed herself from her victim soon licking the fluids off the claw she gathered. The husk that was laying on the table despite being a mere skeleton with skin fell to the floor and started crawling to Delilah’s feet begging “Please don’t stop, I need it”. Delilah coyly smiled as she crouched before him lifting his chin with her licked claw so he could met her gaze soon saying “oh there could be more if you swear your eternal servitude to me your dark mistress”. The desperate Burton could only nod as he didn’t have the energy to talk, the demon’s smile growing larger as she has gained her first servant and the bond of master and slave was formed. “Excellent, but if you are to serve me you’ll need a new name I’ll call you Bug since that what you are an insect” Delilah soon waved her hand over the prone servant as a spasm of energy wracked through the husk. Chitinous shell started sprout across the body of Bug, his size decreased to a height of two feet, his limbs thinning out into twig like appendages and his head warped into an oversized insect his eyes bulging into multi-lens orbs and his mouth turning into a mangled mess of mandibles. Where Mr. Burton once laid now stood Bug, a small demonic insect humanoid ready to serve his master. As Delilah inspected her trall she wondered who she should turn next.