Author's Note -- Thanks for all the great feedback for part 1, glad you all enjoyed it so much! Part 2 is where things really start to get kinky so fair warning - if transformation, tentacles, incest and demonic impregnation isn't your thing you might want to stick to the earlier chapters. For everyone else I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 3 -- Juliet Arrives for Tentacles
Veronika awoke and after a moment, stretched out and opened her eyes. Her body felt a little sore, especially around her pussy and breasts, but only in an oddly satisfying way. As she moved she found that her skin was rather sticky like she's been covered in something wet and gooey which had dried. Her head felt groggy and couldn't really recall why she was sticky but for some reason, she was sure it was a mix of sweat and pussy juice.
As she looked around, the bedroom looked normal enough, though the sheets were a mess, stained with the same stickiness as her body. For a moment she just sat up in bed, trying to understand and remember the night before. Slowly, as if her mind needed to process it all first, it all returned to her. The ritual, fucking her friends, meeting the demons, turning into a demon and the weeks' long orgy with Katherine and Lara that had followed.
She gasped as she recalled it all, and promptly grabbed her phone from the bedside table. She stared at the time and date on the phone's screen. It was late afternoon on the second day of her holiday. Somehow the weeks of demonic sex had been condensed into one night. It didn't seem possible as she remember forty or fifty days, not just a few hours. Yet there was no denying what the time was, nor her memories. Clearly whatever demonic magic had transformed their bodies could control time too.
Veronika slipped off the bed, standing naked in the middle of the room. She let her memories run around her head, thinking about how much she'd loved her demon body, how incredibly good the sex with her friends had been. She felt arousal begin to flood her again, not the intense desire of a demon, but plenty for her human form.
She was about to start touching herself when she caught sight of herself in the bedroom mirror. She paused and her eyes ran over her naked body. She was of course no longer red and didn't have horns but she wasn't exactly the same as before she'd been a demon either. The other changes of her transformation remained. Her skin was still perfect, every blemish gone and her breasts were still much bigger -- large, firm and pert. She'd never really been vain but had at weak moments wished for a bigger chest and now she had it, a perfect set of tits. It was something of a surprise but a far from an unwelcome one and immediately wondered if her friends still had their improvements too. She smiled as her mind filled with images of her and her friends trying out their new sexier bodies.
Veronika decided she would go find out if she was right, and perhaps more importantly, if her friends were feeling as horny as she was. A mix of memories and new desires flitted through her head as she went to dress. At first, she'd thought about a shower but somehow that didn't seem right, she wanted to see her friends still sticky and stinking of their threesome. So instead she went to where she'd stored her clothes.
She stepped over to her suitcase and began to pull out an outfit for the day. She had her hands on a simple set of white underwear and a baggy pair of jeans when she noticed the wardrobe standing in the corner of the room. She hadn't bothered using it the day before, leaving her clothes in the suitcase or putting them away in the drawers. Yet now it seemed to dominate the room, pulling her gaze and she just had to look inside.
Dropping her own clothes she slowly walked over to the large wooden cupboard - like much else in the cottage it was made from dark brown wood, much of it craved into strange monstrous scenes. She tried not to look at those as she reached out and turned the handle, slowly opening the double doors with a slight squeak.
She found it full of clothes, just as she had expected it to be, despite that not really making sense. She looked them over and became fascinated by the beautiful clothes within, ones so different to her own. Almost all were black, most made of leather or latex. It was the wardrobe of a goth girl...or perhaps a witch.
Veronika began to flick through the outfits, pulling the most intriguing out and holding them against herself, before tossing them to the bed or floor. The vast majority were clearly designed to show off the body of the wearer - some were so skimpy that they couldn't possibly be intended to be worn out in public. Yet she instantly fell in love with them all, the skimpy ones being the ones she wanted to wear the most. Without a second thought about her own clothes in her suitcase, she started to decide what she would put on for the day.
After several minutes of thought, she selected what she considered the perfect outfit. First had been the decision to abandon any form of underwear, she knew she had no need of it, her breasts were plenty firm enough to need no support now and she had no desire to limit access to anything else. She then selected a tiny black, leather miniskirt and slid it on. It was so short that the slightest movement caused it to rise up slightly and ensure the bottom half-inch of her arse cheeks were there for all to see.
On top, she put on a tight leather corset that hugged her trim figure tightly and pushed her now-large breasts up and nearly out the top, so much so that as she moved a dark pink nipple or two would pop out the top of the leather. Around her neck, she put on a black leather choker, at the centre of which sat a small metal pendant inscribed with a pentagram-based sigil.
Lastly, she pulled on her own pair of knee-high black leather boots that snugly sat around her long, beautiful legs and that ended with a stiletto heel a good three inches high. She finished the outfit off using make-up she found on a shelf in the wardrobe, painting her nails and lips a light black and highlighting her eyes in a similar tone.
Done she admired herself in the mirror that stood opposite the bed and had no doubt that she looked better than she ever had before. Entranced by her own beauty she found herself bending over the bed, pushing her perfect arse high in the air and letting the terribly short skirt slide up to reveal everything. She looked back in the mirror, seeing it all, smiling as she parted her legs slightly and ran a finger along her damp opening, every movement reflected in the mirror.
Giggling she pushed herself up and considered masturbating but now dressed she wasn't feeling the unrelenting desire of earlier. Instead, there was just a light sexual buzz that promised more in the future but didn't need dealing with just yet. So instead the new look Veronika flounced out of her bedroom, hoping to find the others.
Her search came to a quick end when she entered the living room and found Lara and Katherine. They were standing in the middle of the room, kissing each other deeply. They were dressed similarly to herself in leather miniskirts, corsets and boots. The style was a little different in each of the girls' outfits but the effect overall was the same -- a sexy, dark and kinky look.
Veronika watched for a moment, looking over their gorgeous bodies tightly constrained in leather. Just like her, they were human again but their imperfections were gone too. Both were curvier, sexier and just a little prettier. Also just like her it was clear neither had bothered to wash, their skin glistened with the same stickiness as Veronika's and the room just stank of sex.
"Morning..." Veronika purred and before she knew it she was pulled into their embrace as the kiss became a messy threeway.
The trio collapsed onto the large sofa, saying little but kissing and touching each other for several minutes. It was barely foreplay but Veronika knew it was only the beginning, clearly they were happy just to fuck the rest of the day away, this time without magic rituals or demons, just three friends screwing each other silly.
