Jeff was a fan of cool things. And Demons were part of what he found to be cool things, a full on demon statue in a big creepy mansion pretty decisively ticked off Jeffs 'cool' box. But you know what he found better than what he found 'cool'?
Things that very sexy and made him horny! Which in this case would be a sexy demongirl, or if you want to be technical, a succubi.
The statues history or if it in fact was alive at some point and later petrified, were more or less irrelevant facts to him he didn't care to know, and he was more or less rendering most such facts irrelevant to what he was about to do.
"Aaaaand, done!" He smiled as he typed in the last value for the statues new form, then taking a fast picture for recordkeeping, before hitting the green 'confirm' button on the Chronivac app. "Show me how good you look in real life."
Almost immediately after he confirmed the changes, the statue began the first steps of its change to a new form, which happened to be the obsidian-black stone smoothing out, taking away the sharpness of the demons form and any impression of muscles it had. Then the statue shifted its posture to where it was no longer crouched into a readied pounce, and it instead crouched with spread legs and steadied itself with one of its now-feminine arms as he (soon her) essentially showed off his crotch where what Jeff now saw to be a loincloth was steadily retracted into its stone body, exposing a shrinking cock that quickly disappeared and was promptly replaced by a fat hungry-looking vagina.
And around the now-female succubi's womanhood, the changes to its figure sped up, her hips widened more and more until they were childbearing. Her thighs thickening ever plumper withmass taken from her now decidedly feminine legs until they were deserving of being called meloncrushers. All the while her obscured behind stole mass from her thinning waist while growing into a pair of massive globular dumptruck cheeks as a shining amethyst womb tattoo emblazoned itself on the sexualized statues womb. And further up her sensual form there gathered two blobs of mass where the Demons pecs were, inflating into what were clearly oval mammaries taking further mass from her slimming shoulders and arms, as well as her shrinking wings which shrunk until they were a tiny, logically useless (if following what humans believe to be impossible), pair of batlike wings attatched to the back of their waist. And the relocation of mass resulted in a pair of humongous breasts twice larger than the 8-foot demongirl statues head, topped with large beercan-nipples and spiced up with an additional emblazoning of a sexualized tattoo on top of her giant tits.
And among the statues last changes, were firstly the appearance of a spaded tail from her tailbone that curled around her waist to push one of her titanic mammaries slightly up, with her other hand coming up to settle ontop of the other tit. The demons head and face finally began to properly develop, the formerly angular face rounding and softening with the previously menacing snarl morphing into a teasing, seductive, open-mouth smile showing off the succubis cute fangs and plump lips made of the same amethyst as her tattoos. In fact both the slitted pupils of her half-lidded eyes and the small claws on her daint hands and feet were made of said amethyst, which was also true of the demongirls horns formerly angular and knifelike horns which were now curved and rounded, placed just perfectly for a heavyset man to theoretically, mercilessly throatfuck her. And almost on a side-note for Jeffs attention, the formerly short and wild hair of the demon had grown long, smooth and luscious with her elf-like ears becoming slightly longer.
And so she was done, leaving where there was formerly a large, fearsome demon ready to pounce on and tear apart Jeff. A thicc, supernaturally beautiful and young-looking, succubi-girl with giant tits and ass who looked to be practically beckoning him in to penetrate her fully-displayed puffy vagina with his average-sized cock.
"Oh, my, gosh." Jeff was, quite obviously, in awe, something easily corroborated by the tent in his pants as he stared slack-jawed at what 𝘩𝘦 has made. Granted it was with the help of an app on his phone, but it was still 𝘩𝘦 who wrote in what would happen, and he couldn't help but feel that it had succeeded beyond his imagination. Just looking at the statue before him now was filling him with the arousal and lust he he associated with looking in porn-magazines or watching hentai on his computer.
He gave a quick look around him, and tried to strain his ears for a moment, hearing nothing of his friends or anything else, and a quick check with the Chronivac confirmed it. He was alone in this part of the mansion, with a hypersexualized sexdemon statue in front of him.
"And I can make sure noone finds out about this with the Chronivac." He smiled impishly.
Unzipping his pants, he let his second head spring to attention, and promptly began to masturbate to the sight of the giant demon-mommy before him, imagining in his mind that the succubus was alive, her skin a blueish grey and her eyes and lips a shimmering pink. She approached Jeff, softly pushing him back to lay on the cold oak floor, and pinning his legs under her massive pillowy asscheeks as she leaned forward to place a delicate little kiss on the head of his erect 7-inch cock. In his mind this almost brought him to orgasm, with him giving a mighty grunt to which the female demon gave a teasing giggle as she rose up, and positioned herself so her hungry cunt was lined up perfectly with his ramrod-straight cock.
Her eyes looked into his, and her teasing grin opened to mouth what he imagined to be "Do it~" in a natural seductress' voice. And do it he would as she used her hands to guide his onto her wide hips, and then with all his might, helped along with the succubi's masterful manouvering, slammed his precum-lubed cock into the sexdemons hungry cunt. And then...
"HNnGhuueh~." Jeff came to the imaginary penetration, his cock shooting out what honestly seemed to be such a pathetic little load when looking at the giant sexdemon he imagined filling up. And with post-orgasmic bliss hazing his mind as he gazed into the succubis alluring eyes (which glowed imperceptibly), he promptly fished out the Chronivac and wrote in something that had he not been in the throes of bliss, probably wouldn't have done without thinking twice.