Namorita, the Sea-Hag found herself contemplating more and more Johnny’s “smooth, sweet body” giving her an idea for exactly how she could try out her newfound power. She’d make him in to the most perfect trap sissy incubus. He’d be so ‘hot’… pun intended.
She first cast a spell to keep him dancing and distracted, she didn’t want him noticing what she was doing to him as he instead didn’t realize anything was wrong.
She cast her next spell, watching as his ass became fuller, more of a bubble butt soft and plush, Johnny found himself enjoying the feel of his soft ass as his hands roamed it.
His cock grew smaller, as did his testicles, easier to conceal as he found himself pressing his legs together in a more feminine way as he showed off. Trying to conceal the nub of a penis that the sea witch had left him with.
His hair grew longer, in to a more feminine cut, resting on his shoulders. Perfectly strait. Makeup began to appear on his face as new thoughts flooded his mind, of how to perfectly apply mascara, blush, and eyeshadow to look as feminine as possible.
His skin became perfectly soft, but burned warm at the touch, the perfect amount of warmth that just touching him would send anyone in to a lustful abuse of his body. The warmth would course through their body and strait in to their libedo. It didn’t matter their sexual orientation, they would want this sweet, feminine, creature in front of them.
His body became thinner, less muscular, and shorter. While he didn’t feel less confident, he felt more vulnerable and less interested in putting himself in danger. However, his confidence for flirting was as strong as ever, but now it it included strong hunky men that he just wanted to throw his arms around. Although strong muscular women sounded nice too. Someone to dominate over him, and to take his weak feminine body and ravage it.
Then he’d find another, and another, as the Incubus sex drive truly set in. His ass was the perfect vessel to be taken, leaking warm lubricant, and drawing strength every time it was violated.
He needed to be violated. As this realization came full swing he felt small horns push from his forehead, easily hidden by his feminine cut hair, but the only indication he was anything besides human.
Johnny’s clothes made from unstable molecules vanished, going up in smoke as flames briefly engulfed his body, and a new use for his fire was found, as he found he could form solid objects from it, allowing him to create as many seductive outfits as he wanted.
He briefly switched to a cute, very feminine dress, before changing to a more seductive mini skirt and tight leather top. The only restriction was the colors, his custom sissy clothing could only be in colors that flames could make…
He giggled as he was released from the spell and allowed to truly realize what he’d become.
He absolutely loved it, he couldn’t wait to find someone to take for his watery mistress. He knew that the more men he seduced for her, the more power she’d gain. He was bound to her now as he struck a pose in his seductive body.
“Mmmm,” Johnny said with a grin and a feminine voice that oozed sex, “I’m smoking hot!”
Namorita admired her work as her sisters appeared before her, she knew what they’d done, it was clear why she’d found this book, but she loved it. She also knew that her little trap sissy was going to make her so powerful. Youth and looks for power… it seemed a fair trade.
She began to cackle deliciously, as Strange and Clea joined her. Finally, they were three, now no one could stop them.
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She-Troll didn’t plan to roll-over and let those Witches take over. They might have spells, but she had a magical cock and some ability to control what she did with it.
First she needed other trolls, loyal to her, females for now that she could breed, but still strong and dangerous in their own right.
She shoved her troll meat in to Mockingbird, causing the young woman to scream… painfully at first. However, as she thrust in and out, her precum leaked in to Mockingbird, beginning her changes as her skin began to green and her voice got a little deeper. Her painful cries began to sound more and more lustful.
Soon She-Troll didn’t even have to shove Mockingbird back, she was shoving herself back on to the green-skinned monster cock. She could see Mockingbird’s pussy growing to accommodate a true Troll cock, making the sex better for both of them.
“That’s better…” Jennifer the She-Troll said as she began to feel her climax building, ready to pump her corruptive cum strait in to Mockingbird, sealing her fate.
Finally, with a large, angry grunt, She-Troll came. Mockingbird gasped as each pump of cum seemed to make her larger, more muscular, her eyes growing yellowed and beady and her nose long and sensative. Short tusks pushed up from below her lips as she knew this was what she was made to do. Her non-tusk teeth became sharp but jagged and uneven, as if she'd filed them herself. Her tongue was long but course, perfect for licking meat off of bones.
She’d serve her She-Troll queen, and make children for her, as well as defend her from anyone who might try and harm them. She was a She-Troll Breeder, not a superhero. This is what she was always meant to be. She swam in bliss as her Queen pumped her with enough seed to make her stomach bulge like she was a little pregnant.
“Ahhhh,” Bobbi the She-Troll grunted out in satisfaction as her own orgasm overtook her, more angry and wild than any orgasm she’d ever had as a human.
Even the idea of ever having been human made her sick now. Not that much else could, with how disgusting of a creature she'd become. She reached up to pick at her sharpened teeth. Jennifer grinned down at her creation, she was perfect.