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A Summoning {MF, TF, MC, BE, nc}
By Farleven
October 2014

"Oh, oh Master!" I cried out as the thick demon cock plunged into me again. I wailed as I felt it stretching me, continuing to remake my flesh as I writhed helplessly in his lap. My will power was almost gone, after so many savage orgasms and the corruption of his seed continued.

"Yes, little one, you'll make an excellent pet." He grunted deeply as he slid his hands up from my hips and wrapped his hands around my newly enlarged breasts. I tried to fight against the feelings his touch stirred, but I let out a soulful moan as his rough hands squeezed my ripened flesh.

"Please, I don't..." I whimpered as he ground his hips upwards. His shaft throbbed inside me, eased by my juices and his copious seed. I let out an anguished cry as I tried to hold on despite the ever changing nature of my flesh. I had only to look down to see that my skin had already changed to a pale gray, and my breasts had grown wickedly large as his corruption strengthened.

"Ah, but you summoned me, my dear, so that I could grant your deepest desire." He laughed as his hands continued to assault my chest. It was hard to resist the beastly rapture he brought as he abused my bulging breasts. The long thick maleness working between my legs was only adding to my dismay.

In a way he was right, I had summoned him. The spell had been almost too simple. I'd only forgotten one thing, a summoned demon of his power had the ability to influence the minds of others. I'd summoned him to grant me my deepest desire and he was in the process of making me want to be another of his impling servants more than anything I'd ever wanted in my life.

"Oh, oh, yes!" I bellowed as he leaned forward and bit at my hardened nipples. He was anything but gentle, and yet I'd never felt so much raw pleasure before. It was hard to resist the urge, to give in, even as my transformation continued. I could feel horns beginning to grow from the top of my head and an itch was growing at the base of my spine.

"I'm impressed you've lasted so long, my dear, I can always use a willful impling." He laughed as his forked tongue darted over the curves of my new chest. My hands were already betraying me as I ran my hands over his leathery skin and stroking the bulges of his thick muscles. There was no denying his power. He was as strong in form as he was in influence. It was almost electric, but I had to fight to seduction if I wanted to be anything other than his eager thrall.

"I am no... impling..." I panted as my hips started to grind themselves. His hardness was so hot, so filling that I needed to feel it moving inside me. I arched my back so that my nipples played across his firm chest and my lips were mere inches from his. I knew I was losing it when I looked up at the jagged teeth in his maw and the fiery red of his eyes and swooned.

There was only one way out, and that was through. Resistance could be cracked and willpower shattered. If I let that happen, he would have me fully at his mercy. There would be nothing left to fight him with and I would be nothing but an impling cowering needfully at his feet for as long as it amused him. I could feel the desire for that fate already bubbling up inside me.

I kissed him, pulling my seething flesh to his. My hips bucked, drawing off of him and then impaling myself deeply as I pressed my soft chest against his hard pecks. I needed to give into one part, my desire for him, if I was to keep the rest of my being. I could become his loyal servant without becoming a helpless plaything.

He roared. Throwing back his head as I could feel the magic twisting around us. A willful servant could be far more a partner than any sniveling pet would ever hope to be. I only needed to show him and shift his desires. I cried out as I felt my new tail burst free and begin whipping back and forth.

"Yes, oh yes, my lord!" I shouted as I felt his cock begin to throb inside me again. His seed was filling me, completing me as a new succubus, his new servant. I knew I would be bound to him, but not as his impling, not as a lowly pet. His howls of pleasure echoed mine as his seed flowed and I felt the spell finally begin to fade.

"Ah, an impressive choice." He gazed down at me warmly as I straddled him proudly. I felt a strange heat inside as I felt his approval wash over me. The raw savagery of my release was mixed with a new sense, of purpose and need.

"I exist to serve you, Master." I replied with a husky voice. I felt perversely sexual now, completely eager for any debauchery he wished and knowing that I'd never again wear more than I was wearing now. A female demon had no need for modesty.

"Ah, then it is time for you to begin." He laughed wickedly and turned my head towards the door. My roommate was standing there, stunned, as she stared at us with wide eyes. I could feel the weak spell he was using to hold her, and I knew just what I needed to do.

"Of course, My lord can always use another impling." I snickered as I slid towards her, eager to show her the pleasure of existing only to serve our Master.

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