Dana could no longer think straight. The spell was making even simple thoughts turn and twist before she could grasp their meaning. Turning quickly, she veered right into the nearest girls restroom and hurried inside. It was small, with only one stall, a locker, a sink and a tall full length mirror bolted to the wall. What was more it was empty, just what she felt she needed.
Dana quickly locked the door behind her. After that she sunk against it, burying her face in her new slender hands. "Why did I ever open that stupid book." She whimpered. She could feel her wings behind her, threatening to tear apart her already skimpy shirt. Well what did it matter anymore, sighing she relaxed and felt the wings stretch out behind her, a strangely gentle sensation as they spread out against the cold tile walls. This sent her shirt into small ribbons...and, stretching her arms, she removed it revealing her new, large breasts barely contained within a silky lace bra. It was a strangely liberating feeling, not quite like the lustful sensations she'd been feeling, more warm and gentle.
Slowly her eyes turned towards the mirror. A beautiful young teenage woman stared back at her, her long flowing brown hair caressing down supple cheeks to slim shoulders. Her face was eerily beautiful, entirely different from the one she'd known and grown up with as a male...as a mortal. Her eyes had been green, but were slowly turning red...only a little green was left around the iris...and Dana could easily imagine the slow red creeping in to extinguish the last of her humanity as the succubus she'd become took over. Indeed, with her wings, there was little human left of her, her flesh was growing more pale and her feet were beginning to hurt. Her nails had turned to black claws on her supple hands.
What was worse...was the burning desire in her crotch. It took every ounce of strength to resist...and that strength had begun to wane. By now, Astara had probably begun to work her magic on the rest of the school's denizens. Soon, all would be lost. But was it that bad? To live in lust? To be damned? It didn't seem so awful anymore...it seemed...preferable. She grinned then shook herself out of it. No! She had to fight this. She had to find some way. Crawling on her hands and knees, she approached the mirror and touched her hand to it. Maybe if she concentrated she could use her new succubi powers to alter herself...or conquer the powerful lusts.