Selene roared her anger at the world, flinging a glass bottle at the wall. The tinkling shards it created as it smashed into dust did little to reduce her hate.
Not only had she made no progress on reversing her transformation in the last few hours, but there didn't seem to be any way of getting her lover back from the demon realm, either. It all seemed so hopeless.
That cursed demoness! She had ruined everything, turning her into
this
!
There had been ample time to examine the new changes that had overtaken her body. At first, she had been shocked, but acceptance had soon set in. There had been no other choice - if she refused to admit what was happening to her, she was surely as lost as her lover.
Her frame had practically doubled in size, her skin a swirling dark purple. A bony spike was growing from her chin, and a large, growing crown of horns was beginning to displace her hair. Parted down the middle, it had been formed into twin waterfalls. The ends of her hair had changed color, forming a gradient into a fluorescent violet.
A flared cowling arched up from her shoulders, made out of the same bony material as her horns, flaring behind her head to give her neck protection. This armor was showing up elsewhere, too, her shins and knees becoming thicker.
Her breasts had grown larger, cupped by circular protrusions along her collarbone. The odd shapes made it impossible to wear regular clothing, but it almost didn't matter. A ball of hot fire had grown in her chest, keeping her warm. Here in her air conditioned lab, nudity actually felt more comfortable than wearing anything at all.
She had been forced to discard her shoes as her feet had continued to evolve into elongated hooves. She could no longer feel the imperfections in the tile, and although her balance hadn't been affected, it still felt strange to tower so far above the ground on such altered appendages.
Her wings had gotten easier to control, but it was her two new tails that were endlessly baffling to her. The heart shaped ends insisted on tangling with each other as if they were lovers, tying themselves into knots. She chuckled to herself. At least she would have the tools necessary to enact revenge upon the demoness when she returned.
If only her hands weren't so unwieldy! Her talons were regrowing faster now, making it difficult to work at the computer. She folded her fingers over, examining the length. They needed trimming again.
The cold blackness in her heart was suddenly back. She wanted the demoness here, now, to answer for all of this.
To lay her bubble butt over the bent workbench and ream her until she cried out for mercy.
She grunted. Her emotions were useless. They wouldn't bring back her lover, or give her revenge on the demoness who had started it all.
Action
. That was what she needed. If she wasn't going to find answers in her research, she needed help. Of the demonic kind.
She wasn't delusional enough to believe that creating another circle would summon Karyssa. The symbol she had used last time, the moon, was now tattooed on her, Karyssa,
and
Aline. There was a chance that one of the two would pop through, but realistically, she had no idea
how
many demons had the same mark. It could be anyone, or
anything
.
Hopefully it was another demoness with which she could sate her desires.
The pressure to fuck was getting difficult to ignore. Her demonic penis had
needs
, and it wanted to be drained, badly. She had masturbated once already, but it had done little to take the edge off. She needed a wet, lubricated snatch to sink her turgid length into.
The summoning circle she had created earlier was a mess, so she fetched the chalk and refreshed the lines. Her armored knees felt strange against the tiled floor, but on the plus side, they acted as padding, preventing her from getting tired as she redrew the symbols.
Taking a deep breath, she put the chalk away, standing to look at her masterpiece. Grunting, she realized that she hadn't needed to look at her reference drawing even once while working. The necessary lines seemed instinctual, as if she could see exactly where they needed to go. Another gift given by her new form.
She supposed she shouldn't be surprised. Her brain was changing, too, just as surely as her body was.
Otherwise she wouldn't feel the urgent need to fuck all the time.
Even if that was so, she refused to lose her long standing principles - she would keep her lover and humanity safe at all costs. Each step she took would bring her closer to that goal.
Her lips moved, echoing the words of summoning. These, too, came naturally, rolling around her mouth like chocolate covered fudge. A far cry from how she had felt just a few hours ago.
As before, a swirling cloud assaulted the circle, a black tornado hiding the new occupant from view. Who was it this time?
Karyssa? Aline?
She frowned as the tornado blew away, revealing someone completely new. It was a demoness, of course, but this one looked entirely different from Karyssa. She was dressed head to toe in a black and white gothic latex maid outfit, her breasts strapped tightly to her chest under flexing white rubber.
The skirt she wore had ruffles layered on top of ruffles, alternating colors, her feet clad in solid black boots. Gripping hold of the top layer of ruffles, the demoness made a dainty curtsy, with perfect balance, her tiny horns highlighted by a lacey headband.
"
Master
," she said obsequiously, speaking in a low, husky voice. "It is good to meet you. What do you wish of me?"
"What is your name?" asked Selene sharply, her voice layered with demonic undertones.
"I am
Sapphis
," declared the demoness, a small grin flashing on her painted white face. "I am ever at your service."
Selene grunted. This new demoness was clearly subservient, but didn't appear willing to volunteer information. She would have to interrogate her more deeply.
Not now, though. Eyes flashing, tongue enlarging with sudden lust, Selene knew she was outmatched. There was something she needed urgently.
Her needs were becoming overwhelming.
"
I want your body
," she grunted, wrapping a hand around her enormous erection.
Her dick had become even larger than before, a size which no normal human would be able to take easily. Dark purple, the head had a tremendous bulge, a smoky black corruptive liquid leaking from the tip.
"As you require, master," replied the demoness demurely, spreading her legs and lifting her skirt to reveal her privates. A heart shaped window was cut into her latex panties, leaving plenty of room for a hard dick to plunder her pussy.
Grunting, Selene put her hands into the demoness' armpits, lifting her off the ground as if she was made of paper. Her dick lifted upwards, the tip pointing towards Sapphis' pussy.
