It was already dark out when Julie opened the door of Kenan's chambers. He was sitting on the gigantic bed, smiling devilishly. Julie knew what was on his mind and knew what might happen to her if she wasn't careful, but she had spent her day planning, figuring out exactly what she could and couldn't do, and she had a pretty good idea of how to get out of this mess. She just hoped luck was on her side, or she'd be Kenan's faithful lover by the end of the night.
"Come here, Julie," Kenan called. She didn't try to resist - she had to obey his commands anyway. Slowly she sashayed her way over to the bed, heart pounding.
Kenan grinned even wider. "Come lay with me," he said. Julie nodded and lay down on the bed next to him. Someone up there must have liked her, because lying on the nightstand, on her side of the bed, was the magic wand that started all this. Kenan, obviously thinking with his privates, didn't notice her glancing at it. She pretended to stretch her arms, hoping to reach the wand, but her arms weren't long enough.
"Julie, dear," Kenan said in a half-mocking tone, "I gave you the ability to turn into a demoness out of the goodness of my heart, but I haven't seen you do so yet. I just know you'd look so sexy with wings and horns and a tail, so I'd like you to become a demoness for me."
Julie grimaced slightly, but caught herself. She wasn't eager to change any further, but a flat-out refusal would just get Kenan mad, and that most certainly would not end well. "Oh," she said in the most innocent-angel voice she could muster, "I...do I have to do that? I was hoping our first time could be...you know, just us? As we are?"
Kenan seemed to take it into consideration for a moment, but shook his head nonetheless. "No," he said. "I want to see you with those wings. I command you to become a demoness for me."
Julie didn't have a choice; she began to change against her will. Two-inch-long horns sprouted from her forehead, a dull crimson shade that contrasted with her firey red hair. A tail grew from the base of her spine, reaching about three feet long, tipped with a cartilaginous triangle like many pictures of demons had, covered in skin the same dark red as her horns. Finally, large, leathery, batlike wings sprouted from her shoulderblades through slits that suddenly appeared in the back of her tank top, just as rich a red as her other demoness attributes.
Kenan licked his lips. "I like what I see," he smirked. On the verge of panic, Julie glanced toward the wand - if only she could reach it! Suddenly she got an idea, but Kenan was already preparing to put the moves on her - she'd have to stall him.
"Th-there," she stuttered. "Now you've seen it; could I change back, please? I really want to do our first time as, you know, just me."
Kenan frowned slightly. Julie knew she was running a risk, but she extended one of her wings out toward the nightstand, carefully slipping the skin under the wand, gently coaxing it into her wing. "No," Kenan said flatly. "No, I want you this way. I command you to accept your demoness form..." The frown changed to an outright scowl as Julie lifted the tip of her wing, rolling the wand down into her armpit. "And I command you to remain in demoness form the rest of your life," he finished.
Julie was stunned. Fortunately, Kenan hadn't been very specific about the acceptance, and she could get by with grim resignation rather than having to like her new form, but there wasn't anything she could do about the second command - she was stuck this way forever.
Kenan rolled over on top of her and pressed his lips to hers. Julie was more frightened now than she'd ever been in her life, and she just barely regained her concentration enough to grab the wand and jab it into his side, hoping to God that all it took to operate was simple willpower.