Tommy’s every muscle was tense as the elevator descended into the sub-basements of the building, especially her new lower mouth, which drooled and made her think things that she hated. But here she was - SHE, a female sex demon where once there was a human male - in the elevator that was taking her towards an orgy that she told herself she was only going to look at, which was a small but pivotal victory for the moment for her virgin lower lips, which salivated in their hunger.
Finally, after what seemed like minutes compared to the seconds it actually took, the elevator slowed to a stop and dinged as the doors opened onto a concrete hallway lit by red lights which her eyes quickly adjusted - THE SMELL!
Tommy gasped as the smell of The Pit hit her like a solid wall of pure sex which stopped her before she could get 2 steps outside the elevator for the powerful clench it caused her pussy to do, clamping down on a cock - NO, fingers - that were not there. It seemed to set every nerve on fire with its intensity and the fire burned white hot for a few seconds as Tommy felt her clit swell out from under its hood a few moments before pleasure burst from it like a bomb.
Trying to deny her new nature had only set her up to fail that much harder and Tommy’s rebirth was finally sealed and completed with a loud howling and a gush of thick, gooey juice from her frantically clenching pussy. Then it was over and Tommy collapsed on the concrete floor gasping for breath, knowing she’d lost the battle the old part of her had been trying to fight.
To her horror even in the afterglow of the most intense orgasm she’d ever had, she realized something had shifted inside of her that would never shift back. This wasn’t a sexy nightmare, it was her reality. Tommy was a succubus now and she’d just shed a large portion of her former human maleness onto the floor, her orgasm symbolically having ejected as much as it could of the parts of him it now found useless in one go.
There were more steps in this battle yet to be fought and lost but Tommy sobbed a bit now, mourning the loss and what might have been, feeling his very core gravely and joyously injured by the mentally transformative fire of orgasm.
“First day, huh?” a voice said from beside her.