“All I want for Christmas is to transform into the kind of succubus I've always dreamed of being.”
Samantha had given voice to her darkest desires that she'd never shared with anyone else. There was a flash and the orb was gone. Samantha shut the door to her room and noticed a hint of sulfur that didn't match the incense she'd been burning.
Her head suddenly hurt, like her skull was trying to split open. She fell to her knees and clutched both hands to her head. Samantha stifled a scream. Then she felt two nubs under her hair. She bit her lip, holding in another scream as the nubs steadily grew until they were each a foot long. She ran her hands over her...horns. She had horns. Like a succubus. The orb and its wish-granting were real!
Samantha felt her chest heave and her corset strain. She looked down at her new massive DD tits, which her corset struggled to contain. Samantha pulled off her black lace panties before the next step she new was coming. Her tailbone felt like it was bursting out of her body; she new it was her growing tail. Last came a pain between her shoulderblades then her leathery wings burst forth.
Samantha remained on her knees the floor for several minutes, clutching her chest, waiting for her body to stop shaking with fear and excitement. When she was sure no more changes were occurring, she slowly got to her feet and looked at herself in the mirror. She was what she had fantasized about becoming. Her athletic calves strained against her black stockings. Her black skirt left little for the imagination. A long pointed crimson tail stuck up from the back of her skirt and swayed behind her. Her tight black corset and her big tits. Her black wings. Her thick, dark lips. Her dark eyes, better than any mascara. A pair of black horns sticking out of long hair, now an array of bright colors beyond her wildest dreams.
And now Samantha desperately wanted to use her new body to fuck.