This story inspired by the writings of MonikerSmith and XXXecil
Chapter 4 -- A soul's fate
Lilith screamed as her stomach muscles pumped painfully, what would have been a womb in a human female expanded rapidly as Lilith rolled onto her back. Her body appeared to be pregnant and in fact, if she was human she would be considered ready to give birth at any minute.
Lilith writhed and shook beating her fists onto the floor cracking Jason's floor tiles with her inhuman strength. Her legs kicking and twitching as black foam poured from her lips and pussy. Her eyes turned black as more of the black fluid ran from her tear ducts down her face. Her body wracked with pain, Lilith was in utter ecstasy she never wanted this to end.
Lilith could not help but give inhuman grunts and demonic screams as her body finished consuming Jason's soul, stripping it tearing what was left of Jason apart. Lilith's body was relishing his horrified soul's screams and inflicting as much agony upon it as possible as his bright soul begun to dim leaking away. Her body feasted on this energy her distended belly returning to a thin female waistline.
Lilith's body needed a human's soul to finish the process to complete Lilith's transformation into demon hood. Lilith's pure white skin was sizzling, smoking and started turning dark. Sharp points appeared under Lilith's skin on her forehead her pink girlish nails fell from her fingers as new sharper nails turning black rapidly growing into large deadly claws pushed them out.
Her feet twisted and crunched painfully into themselves forming hooves'. What would be a femur on a human cracked and shrunk rising her knee's closer to her now unnaturally wide hips. Her ankle's stretched snapping and tearing muscles and tendons and then reattaching themselves giving her long hairless female legs the illusion of having reversed knee's.
Miss Fletcher the 87-year-old pensioner who lived in the apartment beside Jason was annoyed her mid afternoon nap disturbed by the screams and grunts of Jason and Lilith's wild fucking. She could not believe this was from the quiet gentile young man who helped take her arthritic cat to the vet for his regular needle only the day before. She tried to ignore it but the girl's screams had only become much louder and stranger.
She muttered to herself about how the youth of today are "Over-sexed", and how "surely that girls going to hurt her-self!" She searched for her cane, as it was often misplaced. She wondered why Jason would be fucking, what sounded obviously like an expensive harlot when he had happily showed her beautiful pictures of his fiancΓ©e back in South Africa the day before.
Her weak aged frame and poor vision not helped by a fragmented uncooperative memory as she searched for her cane. Minutes past, finally finding it and beating against Jason's wall shouting as loud as her frail voice could "Jason! If you continue to cheat on your girl with that slut, you will burn in hell! "She banged the wall a few more times and shuffled back to her comfortable warm chair and bible. She thought too herself how if she was 30 or 40 years younger she would have gone over and kicked that young man's arse for cheating on that wonderful girl back home. Her tired and muddled mind suddenly realised she could simply switch off her hearing aid.
Lilith's demon hearing easily heard Miss Fletcher's complaint and banging, even over her own moans and screams and snapping bones she could not help but chuckle to herself at the accidental irony of the elderly women. As a human Lilith had known and greeted her for just over a year and a half and always had liked old Miss Fletcher she had an uncanny knack of always getting to the core truth of matters.