Jennifer felt her powers growing with each minion added to her demonic harem. She could feel the taint flowing through the sluts she'd created and in Mrs. Moore's befouled classroom.
A janitor had come to clean the room an hour earlier, but he had quickly been ambushed and devoured by both of Yuriko's maws, what remained of his bloody carcass had been thrown hapharzardly in the corner. Pleased with the scene, she assumed her human disguise and set off to the library in search of a nerdy boy, Tom, she knew would be there.
Tom was the quintessential nerd, a small, skinny junior with messy hair. He looked up from his math books at her shyly before quickly averting his eyes. In the past, when she was human, she would have ignored him entirely, but now he suited her purposes perfectly.
Although her vision of hell on earth was female-dominated, a part of her desired complete domination of a male, a boy toy who would worship her as his personal goddess.
She tapped him on the shoulder. "Mind if I study here?" she asked sweetly.
Tom looked around, confused. All the other tables were empty. His cheeks turned bright red. "Uh... sure."
Jennifer grabbed a random book off the shelf and sat across the narrow table from Tom, smiling flirtatiously at him. He tried to act like he was concentrating on his book.
Under the table, Jennifer kicked off her shoes--which were little more than illusions anyway. She ran her bare foot up his leg, nearly making him jump. She licked her lips seductively as she slid her foot between his legs and wiggled her toes against his rapidly expanding organ.
Tom stared at her with a mix of disbelief and arousal. She'd always suspected him of having a foot fetish, a trait she planned to develop to demonic levels for her own control and entertainment.
He clenched the side of the table, breathing heavily as his member strained against his pants.
Unseen beneath the table, Jennifer's foot had turned its true purple color and sprouted talons. She carefully tore his pants open at the crotch, allowing his erection to escape. She channeled her demonic essence downward, a new power, causing her purple fluids to drip ever so slightly from her toe claws.
"That's a healthy little guy you've got there. But there's still room for improvement," she said.
She nicked his cock lightly with a claw, but Tom barely noticed as Jennifer continued to pedal pump him.
Under the table, the veins of his cock had turned black and his penis began to enlarge far beyond its normal size, lengthening to over 13 inches and expanding to four inch diameter. She began to jerk him off with both feet.
When she felt him about to climax she abruptly stopped, leaving a pained and confused look on Tom's face.
Jennifer stood, suddenly naked but still human-looking, and effortlessly tossed the table aside. She put a foot against his chest and pushed him over in his chair. He landed with a thud, erection sticking up like a flag pole. She pulled the chair out from under him, stood is next to him and sat on it, dangling her feet over him.
She caressed his chest and cheeks with a foot, an action that seemed to send him into euphoria--black lubrication dripped from the tip of his cock. The corruption flowing through his cock was making him little more than an aroused animal at the moment.
"You naughty little boy with your sick little fetish," she teased, slowly assuming her true, purple-skinned, tentacled form. "But your mistress likes that. So now you're going to show her how much you worship her." She placed a clawed foot, tainted vaginal fluid dripping lightly from her talons, against his lips and he began to suck her toes hungrily.
She rubbed his chest with her other foot, sensing the changes taking place inside him, feeling his muscles growing to a size that would put a bodybuilder to shame. His hands gripping her ankle sprouted claws and his skin began to turn a deep green. She kicked off his glasses, revealing wild reptilian eyes. His cock grew even larger yet and she slid her free foot down to masturbate it, watching with perverse delight as a mass of smaller tentacles erupted from around it. A rubbery green tail shot out of his spine and his own feet grew monstrously sharp claws. Two curved black horns sprouted upward from his forehead.
Inside his mouth, she felt fangs nibble against her foot and a forked demonic tongue begin to dexterously lick her toes. Suddenly the sensation on her foot was no longer just pleasant, but downright orgasmic--it felt like he was eating her out.
Jennifer's tentacles flailed wildly as she orgasmed, spewing purple fluid across the library as Tom shot his own black load--actually infectious vaginal fluid rather than cum, in spite of being male--over himself.
"My goddess..." his bassy, rumbling voice said submissively. "Thank you."
She grinned at him. "Consider yourself the high priest of the new religion. You, my dear, will worship your female betters even as you bring more girls into the fold. Consider transforming them the ultimate expression of your love. Indulge your little fetish... thanks to your new nature, you'll find that the ladies will quickly come to appreciate it."
Tom kissed his goddess's feet.