~~~ Ron ~~~
Ron's mind whirled as he sat back against the wall, visions of beauty and lust swimming behind his closed eyelids. He couldn't quite process what had happened. He was a girl now? And a monster? But he felt great! Even utterly drained, it felt satisfying, like... well, like he'd had amazing sex. And like he would have so much more after a nice nap. And his wound was healed. Gone. And he was pretty, just like the succubus... vixen thing... that had...
Suddenly the wall behind him gave way and he began to topple backwards. "Eep!" Instinctively he put his hands on the ground behind him, and he felt soft carpet instead of hard stone. His eyes fluttered open, and he saw a tall, bearded figure leaning over him.
"Wha-?"
Before Ron could really process what he was seeing, he felt something slip around his neck, hands fastening it beneath the cascade of his hair. A dull pain muddled his...? -- no, her thoughts -- for a bit, her eyes closing again. Then the ache faded into a blank warmth.
"Welcome, Lilac," said a deep voice that she somewhat recognised.
"Lilac..." she murmured. That's my name? She cracked open her eyes again, taking in the rich scents of the man standing over her. "Master...?"
"Yes, Lilac; I am your master: the great wizard Aranius." he sounded very pleased. and that was good.
"Pleased to meet you," she murmured. She felt a shiver, a bit of shyness that she was naked, a bashful desire for her Master's approval. She put a hand on her breast. "Do you like me?"
She was rewarded with a hearty belly laugh. "Very much!"
"I'm glad... but Master..." She lay back, her eyes closing. Even as her ingers brushed her nipple, she could hardly stay awake to enjoy it. "I'm so tired... could I... serve you later..." She yawned.
"Of course! Scarlet is to be my first, nayway, as her reward."
Scarlet... The name brought back the image of the sweet succuvix who had fucked away her old life. Whatever it had been. Lilac could no longer clearly remember, and that was okay. Living with Scarlet and her nice, considerate Master was going to be so much better then anything else she could imagine.
"Thank you..." Lilac's breathing steadied as she drifted off, her head pillowed on one arm while the other slid from her slowly rising bossom to lay beside her.
"Damn, you are tempting." Aranius laughed to himself. "But delay whets the appetite." He bent down again, squeezed her boob as a little foretaste. Nice, soft but firm. The succuvix's tail wagged a bit, but she did not awaken. Then he put his ingers to her forehead, teleporting her to a bed in the luxuious "kennel" he'd prepared for these bitches.
~~~ Darin ~~~
The screams of pleasure echoed through the labyrinth. Darin, several corridors way, paused with a grimace, his spine prickling.
"Damn it, mate." Looks like you couldn't resist. He punched the wall. "Damn!"
"Sorry about your friend." The mercenary looked up, seeing a tall, golden-haired man exiting another tunnel. "I saw you two talking about that wicked sorcerer turned him into a monster."
"And you are?" Darin eyed him.
"Sir Peredur, of the Knights of the Lily." The mercenary snorted.
"A paladin? Good luck with that."
Peredur responded with a dry chuckle. "Let us not quarrel, mercenary. Outside these walls, you see me as a self-righteous prick and I see you as a money-grubbing cutthroat. In here, we are both trying to escape a fate worse than death. We should work together." He held out a hand. "Truce?"
"Truce." The tattooed man shook the paladin's with decision. He had little use for "holy" warriors, sure, but the guy was right and he wasn't going to turn down help. "Name's Darin. And speaking of pricks, you're pretty well-hung."
The paladin rolled his eyes. "Let's not. As you know we're sworn to celibacy, and I've never fancied men anyway."
"Pity. We don't want to be pent up if N- shit. If she catches us."
"Don't worry about it. And we should be going."
~~~ Scarlet ~~~
You cruise back the way you came, until you find another scent trail splitting off of Ronnie's. This is too easy, you think with a wicked smile.
The trail you pick up smells nice and masculine. There's not much fear, but there is arousal. Perfect! You speed up, enjoying the feeling of the air parting before you, blowing your hair back as you fly down the halls.
Soon you see your quarry -- a big, barrel-chested seven-footer. You slow, thinking about how best to subdue him. He comes to a stop himself, looking around uneasily. You float forward, intrigued. Can he sense me? Maybe so, because he turns around. Since you are in the darkness between crystals, he doesn't spot you at first. But then he notices your glowing eyes, lusty yellow sparks in the shadow.
Oooo, there's fear now! He turns and sprints away. As if he could outrun you! You lean forward again, picking up speed. The lights flash past you as you speed down the tunnel. Ahead is a T-section, and you rush forward, ramming into his back and slamming him into the wall, just missing the crystal that lights the junction.
"You can't run from me, human," you whisper into his ear. Your sensual voice turns the threat into seduction. "Now come. Paradise awaits."
"Urgh..." He shakes his head, trying to clear it. You grind against him, your heavy tits smashing against his back, your pussy leaking its corruptive juices over his butt. The hot fluids go to work immediately, marking his chiseled ass round out a bit, heating his body with arousal, making his taint and balls sensitive as they cling to them.
"Feel it, hm? This is your destiny... endless pleasure... a soft, hot body... a mindless beast, slave to Master's cock..."
"No!" He pushes off the wall, spinning around as you pull away. You smirk as he throws a blind punch, your senses picking up his arousal. His body glistens with fresh sweat in the light of the crystal. "I am Karl the Spear Master! I've taken dozens of women -- I'm NOT going to become one!"
"Your spear certainly is mighty," you goad. He is more than half erect already, his body betraying him to your influence. "So thick and long. Wouldn't you like to impale me on it?" You moan as you arch in mid-air, spreading your legs, releasing more infernal pheromones as your lewdly drooling cunt gapes before him.
For a moment his widen and his cock jumps, pushing out to full mast at eight inches. You hope maybe he will give in this easily -- but no. He slaps his cheeks and growls.
"You think I'm stupid? I know what'll happen if I stick it in there! You'll suck out my soul!"
"Not all of it," you pretend-whine. "Just the male bit. And the human. But in return you'll be a hot bitch like me! Wouldn't that --" Suddenly you dart forward, faster than he can react, and hug him. Now your boobs press into his chest, your lower lips leaking directly onto his manhood, swelling it with demonic heat. You whisper into his ear. "...Be just wonderful?"
He stands still just a second, stunned, allowing you to plant your full lips on his. You feel his penis pulse furiously up against your womanhood, and you shift your hips, teasing it towards the opening. Then he shakes himself, trying to throw you, and begins beating on your beat.
"Damn it get OFF me!"
You chuckle throatily, and gaze through your lashes into his eyes. "Your big meaty muscles look good, sweetie, but they don't mean anything." You press forward, forcing him to stagger back until he's sandwiched between you and the wall again. "I'm a creature of the supernatural. Jut as I am a toy to my Master, so you are a toy to me!"
You pull your arms out of the embrace. Catching first one wrist, then the other, you push his arms at his sides, straining just a little; delighting as you watch his thick muscles bulge, veins popping, as he tries to break free. But your dainty arms, soft-furred and smooth-skinned, hold far more power, and all his struggles accomplish is to turn you on as you overpower him.
"Ohhh yesss..." You push your body back into his, enjoying the frantic squirming as his sweat-slick check pushes your boobs around with its hard, hairy surface. "Now enjoy yourself, toy, as I give your spear its final workout..."
You align yourself and sink down, using your legs to help guide -- or rather, force -- your reluctant lover into you. A strangled groan escapes him as you slide down, your eager cunny massaging him as you push all the way to his balls.
"Bet not many other woman could take you... all the way," you whisper to him, clenching around his imprisoned cock for a few minutes. Then you pull off, and lifted yourself up to kiss him again. Then you slowly slide back down to his hilt, holding him in you another minute. You feel his truggles get weaker as the pleasure wears down his resistance.
"That's right, little girl, just give in... give up this pretence at 'manhood...'" That sets off a renewed escape attempt, but you tighten your grip, and kiss him again. And with your sweat and pussy juice smearing all over his body, your slaiva infecting his mouth, this final defiance doesn't last long.
Even when you lean back a bit, letting him look down at the effect your fluids have had on him. His body is still broad but his waist has pulled in while his pelvis has pushed out. The definition of his torso has mostly disappeared, the muscle shifting away into fat on his ass and flanks. He tanned skin and the thick dark hairs trailing between his groin and chest have disappeared into a pale, delicate rose pink.
And as you watch, his nipples puff up, areolae spreading and taking on a cherry hue; breasts budding behind them. You smile and force his hands up to feel them. How sensitive they are. He moans wantonly, unable to deny the pleasure, the stimulation seeming to encourage them to grow out more.
"See? Your inner slut is already coming out!"
Then you release his hands, pull him back into another kiss, your tits crushing his arms to his chest. All he does is continue to try to pleasure his own incipient tits, making yours jiggle and confirming that you've won. No longer needing to restrain him, you give yoursel to the fucking, arching and groaning as you slam into him. Smiling in triumph as you feel him start to move as well, putting his arms around you as the mass starts to melt from them.
He's close. You lean in to taunt him one last time.
"All those girls you had... every time you came... in one... you wanted to... be one... didn't you?"
A weak moan of protest. A feeble attempt to stop his hips pounding into you, but you supply all the force needed.
"Now... you... can!"
You slide down to the hilt again aad feel his balls draw up, his entire groin tensing. You sense he's making a last-ditch effort to hold back, though you suspect that it's as much to prolong as it is to keep his manhood. But you won't stand for that, and mercilessly fuck him until you feel his shaft swell, and the hot load burst deep inside you.
"Ah, yesss! Your spear is mine, warrior!"
He makes a gurgled attempt at a "no," but keeps thrusting.
"Ye-es... it's all flowing into me... everything you used to be... yes! Feel it, slut! Feel it flow out!'"
He shudders as a fresh burst of semen escapes him, totally surrendering himself to you.. His body shrinks rapidly now, his breasts and ass expanding, his rough carrot-top turning into red silk that falls over his shoulders. His ball tighten further, further; further until they are gone. His cock practically explodes a last blast of hot seed into you before shrivelling away to its new home in her clitoral hood.
You give her some room, and the new succuvix falls to her news, screaming in a second, female orgasm as her wings, tail and horns come in, rosy pink like her skin except for the cherry red claws on her wing-fingers and the tip of her brush. Her ears, lower arms and legs take on vulpine traits, all clothed in cherry-red velvet. The only clothes this sex beast will ever wear again -- apart from Master's collar, of course.
"See?" you say as you resume floating above her. "No more 'man,' just good, slutty bitch."
She looks up at you, panting. Her eyes have turned black, with rose-coloured irises. "What's... going to hap-happen to..."
"You don't need to worry, sweetie," you assured her. "Master will take care of you from now on." You see her fade. "I'll see you soon!"
And she's gone. Another down. As you recall, there were thirteen men in the prison with... you? You frown. You were in the prison? Well yes, you remember transforming there...
Don't worry about it, you chide yourself. Like you just said, Master will take care of you -- you just need to focus on obeying him. And right now, that means catching and changing more humans!