Succubus girlfriend - Imp MTF TG transformation

If you ask a demon for a girlfriend and you're a little too sexist about it... well, expect to end up her girlfriend instead.

Cameron wanted a girlfriend. Despite months of trying in Tinder, the girls simply didn’t seem interested in him. He refused to believe the problem lied with him – he was tall, broad-shouldered and had a strong jaw. The fact that he was vapid and had a personality that was about as interesting as a glass of milk, didn’t seem to occur to him.

No – the issue was with the girls. He needed someone on this level, a girl who would treat him like the master he was.

Online, he found the perfect website – it listed all sorts of spells. One of them was a ritual to summon a demon.

Cameron licked his lips at the thought of having a sexy succubus to fulfil his darkest desires with.

He would leash her, and parade her around like a prized dog. She would suck him off whenever he commanded it, and every other hole in her body would be at his disposal.

Or at least, that’s what he had intended to happen. Reality is often... disappointing.

Cameron took an afternoon off from work to prepare – by sundown, he would be ready to summon his succubus sex slave. First, he had to clear his bedroom room floor – he could not draw a pentagram large enough on the available space.

He made sure to draw it right in front of his bed, though – so he could push the poor demon right onto it as soon as she arrived from the depths of hell.

After lighting the candles and printing out a copy of the incantation, he set to work, speaking each word slowly and clearly.

First, the candles dimmed.

Then, they began to burn even brighter, burning up faster than normal.

The pentagram lit up, and flames filled the circle as Cameron’s dream girl was summoned before his eyes.

He could not contain his excitement – his penis rose as he watched his plans unfold.

It got even harder when he saw the results.

A demoness had indeed arrived. Thick thighs, wide hips... huge ass, even bigger tits. Her red skin glistened, looking soft and supple, and the black lingerie she wore left just enough to the imagination. It was accompanied by thigh high, black leather boots that shone in the candle’s light.

She was holding a whip, a cat’s tail, in her right hand. She used her left to stroke the torture device gently. Her nails were dark red and long – and so incredibly sharp.

Her eyes were golden, and her eyelashes stunningly long. Kissable lips made her soft, heart-shape face the perfect visage, and dark, black hair adorned her jaw and shoulders. Protruding from her skull were two dark brown horns, and her bat-like wings had the same colour.

To finish the picture, she had a horned devil tail that swished around as she examined the specimen that had dared summon her.

As she laid eyes on him, she had no doubt she was going to have a good time with him. She’d let him explain himself, and then... she’d take over.

The moment he opened his mouth, he belonged to her.

“So,” she said, swinging around the cat’s tail carelessly, “what is it gonna be, big boy? Why have you summoned me here?”

“I want a girlfriend,” Cameron spoke. “One I can bind to me for eternity...”

“Really, now,” the demoness chuckled. “Marriage’s not enough anymore, hm?”

She stuck out a long-nailed hand. “Name’s Marisa.”

“Marisa,” Cameron said slowly, taking her hand and kissing it. “I... welcome you.”

“Of course you do,” Marisa said. “You want to have fun with me, don’t you?

“Use your silly little ritual to summon me... then bind me to you and this realm until you die... am I getting there?”

“Y-yes,” Cameron said. “That’s the plan.”

Marisa pouted. “I had different plans,” she said. “I came here... to have some fun with you.”

She stepped out of the pentagram; Cameron seemed a little surprised, and stepped back as the demoness leaned in.

“W-what did you have in mind?”

“Shh...” Marisa whispered. “Come...”

She gently spun Cameron around and pushed him into the pentagram. She stood before him, legs spread wide – without the heels, she was already several inches taller than him, and the heels made it seem like a foot.

“Kneel,” she ordered. Cameron didn’t hesitate.

As he knelt, he didn’t notice his clothes melted away like they had never existed – all he noticed was Marisa, fiddling with the lace of her panties. She slowly pulled them down, revealing her pubic area – neatly trimmed hair covered her crotch, and what was hiding within seemed to be calling Cameron’s name.

“You may begin, Cameron,” she said. “Sounds like we won’t even have to change your name... how convenient.”

Cameron began to lean forward, but as he opened his mouth, he stalled. Why was he doing this again? If anything, she should be the one on her knees.

His train of thought was interrupted by a firm hand in the back of his head, almost pushing him into Marcia’s crotch. Her tone was a little demanding, if not eager with anticipation.

“I said, you may begin, Cameron.”

She didn’t have to repeat herself; Cameron gave in. He opened his mouth, outstretching his tongue. He gently started licking the outside of her labia, slowly working his way in between the first two lips towards the second pair. He quickly found her clitoris, and began licking and sucking on it like it was one of Marcia’s nipples.

Camron got up a little in order to reach her better – he wanted more. Marcia quickly became soaking wet, the discharge streaming down Cameron’s throat on both the in- and outside as he ate her out.

“Yes,” Marcia moaned. “Congratulations... you passed.”

She snapped her fingers, and Cameron moaned as he began to change. The candles that surrounded the pentagram lit up once more, as Cameron’s skin began to turn purple.

Satisfied with her slave’s work, Marcia cupped her new pet’s head, guiding her to stand up – which she did willingly.

“What’s... happening?” Cameron whispered, her voice already soft and feminine. Her face and body would soon join this state of being. “I’m so... confused.”

“Shh, Cameron,” Marcia cooed, walking her new pet backward until her now deep purple calves touched the foot end of the bed. “You need to lie down...”

The foot end was as high as the mattress, so Marcia could easily guide Cameron down onto the bed without much hassle. By now, her butt had swollen several sizes, making her hips lie a little higher than before. Hips that were growing in real time, getting wider and wider – Marcia liked her pets curvy.

Marcia spread her pet’s legs as her thighs began to swell – otherwise, Marcia wouldn’t be able to reach the new toy she wanted to play with.

It wasn’t quite ready yet – a late bloomer. The penis was resisting, shrinking much slower than Marcia had hoped – perhaps it would remain slightly bigger than usual. Undoubtedly, with the right hormones, it would shrink to the size of a proper clitoris, but for now, this would do.

Marcia placed her tongue on the shrinking knob, and Cameron let out a pleased moan. As Marcia licked and sucked her way into Cameron’s pussy, the latter’s own hands migrated to her chest.

Her face had already transformed; a soft, round jaw, bright blue eyes, and plump, purple lips Marcia surely would have her way with later on – but her chest was the last feminine part to grow in.

It started with her nipples – enjoying their new sensitivity, Cameron gleefully began to rub them – this stimulation seemed to add a sense of urgency to the growth rate of her new bosom.

It swelled, growing larger as Marcia’s advances became more rapid – her tongue flicked across the now much smaller clitoris, and Cameron’s chest grew and bounced along. From beneath her but, a tail began to squeeze its way out from underneath the large cheeks, and a pair of small horns peeked out from Cameron’s now deep purple, bob-cut hair.

Eventually, Marcia had enough of performing cunnilingus. She got up and wiped her mouth, looking at her new pet, who lay on her back panting and squeezing her chest. Her pussy was wet enough not to require any lube.

“Now...” Marcia whispered, snapping her fingers; a large red penis quickly grew from her vagina, complete with testicles. Of course this demoness could change her appearance at will if she could do it to others. “...let’s see if we can make you a full woman.”

She moved in, wasting no time shoving her penis inside Cameron’s virgin vagina. Cameron squealed with pleasure; she’d never felt anything like this.

“…Mistress,” Cameron moaned. “I beg you… have mercy…”

But Marcia had no mercy – she proceeded to thrust inside her new pet, and even after blowing a full load inside of Cameron and returning to her previous, fully female form, wouldn’t stop – Marcia’s tongue returned, now licking Cameron’s belly upward, until she arrived at the large breasts the purple imp now sported.

Cameron placed her mouth over one of the nipples, proceeding to sensually and slowly suck. Cameron moaned and groaned, clawing at the bed, begging for Marcia to keep going. Stimulated enough, her nipples leaked a little bit of fluid, which Marcia used as an excuse to not only keep licking the boob she’d started on, but to ‘clean’ the other one as well.

Finally, she arrived at Cameron’s neck – and face. Cameron was barely able to look her new mistress in the eye – weak and tired, trembling in utter ecstasy.

“Is your wish… granted, little imp?” Marcia whispered; she didn’t wait for the answer, pushing her tongue into Cameron’s mouth, who gleefully returned the favour.

Marcia grabbed her imp’s butt, beginning to ride Cameron with her penis once more.

A demon was rather difficult to satiate, after all… it would be many a day until Cameron would find a moment of peace.

Perhaps the former boy’s sexist way of thinking had worked out for him after all… it had made him the perfect pet slave for the succubus he’d foolishly thought to be able to overpower. And both girls sure as hell enjoyed every second of it.