Angels and Demons 5-7

She paused, realising at last that something was happening to her. What she didn’t realise was that this was her final warning. She ran her hand through the feathers of her wing, looking the man straight in the eye. She felt herself blush a little under his gaze, but liked the way he looked her up and down. Her boots were getting higher up her legs and her clothes were tight against her skin, a feeling she quite enjoyed. At that point her fate was sealed.

There was a subtle shift in the nature of the aura surrounding the fallen angel. The dark feathers on her wings began to fall out, revealing a thin taught skin beneath. A thin tail started to slide down from her spine, just as horns began to push through on her forehead. A strange glowing tattoo appeared on her upper arm, spreading slowly over her skin. She thought she could hear a voice in her ear, not much more than a whisper. New darker thoughts grew in her mind.

The last of the feathers fell away from her bat-like wings, as a wave of sensation washed over her. Thoughts sprang into her mind, as her hands moved over her body. Lower they went, her fingers searching out her most sensitive places. Her horns were curving back now and her tail grew quickly, the tip becoming pointed and crimson. The young succubus purred with pleasure.

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