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A demoness was busy in front of a mirror. She turned to the side, inspecting how she looked in a typical slutty schoolgirl uniform. She shook her horned head and snapped her fingers. After a burst of flames enveloped her body, she was suddenly dressed in a red kung-fu dress. Her spade tipped tail flicked back and forth as she examined herself in the mirror.

“Umm, no this won't do…“ She sighed looking at her reflection, her raven feathered wings drooping slightly.

“What's the matter Mistress Jezebel?“ a female voice drifted up to her ears.

“Nothing much dear," Jezebel snapped her fingers, changing to a rather revealing bikini with cute little skull charms adoring it in another flash of flames, “just a group of teenagers summoning me."

“Oh? What kind of summoning," the voice was quite curious, “for a contract or just a fun time?“

Jezebel giggled. “A fun time, dear."

“Oh! I always enjoy those.“ The voice giggled.

“I know you do, dear." Jezebel smiled. “You know, Penelope, you have been with me for almost five years now."

The voice let out a squeal of glee. “Oh! Anniversary fun time!"

“I guess you could say that." Jezebel responded as she turned to inspect her generously curved butt in the mirror. “Now, if I can just find the right look…"

“Since it's our anniversary, how about that outfit you had when we met for the first time?"

“Oh, you mean this one,“ a burst of flames enveloped Jezebel's body and faded away showing a sleek dark red business-like suit.

“Uff, do you mind adjusting it a little?" The voice grunted. “It's a tad snug.“

Jezebel giggled. “Sorry dear, I haven't worn this in ages.“ She snapped her fingers adjusting the fit slightly to accommodate her current form. “There, is that better, dear?“

The voice sighed. “Much better, Mistress, thanks. I always loved that suit on you. It really brings back memories."

“Well, it's time to go. You know how teenagers are, always getting impatient.“

With a snap of her finger and a burst of flames Jezebel vanished from the room.

Five years earlier…

Penelope walked down the street with a purpose. A wide grin was on her face as she rushed back to her apartment. Penelope was lost in her own world, and was paying almost no attention to the world around her. A car blared its horn at Penelope as she cut across the street to the door of her apartment building, and she didn't even turn her head to acknowledge it. She needed some time alone with her find, that was all that mattered to her. Penelope let herself into the apartment and rushed to the elevator. After the doors to the elevator closed, she couldn't hold back anymore. Penelope pulled the large black leather bound book out of the bag and opened it.

“I never thought a magic store sold actual magic books." She smiled as she flipped through the pages. Some of the words are hard to make out. I guess that's to be expected.

The elevator dinged at her floor and Penelope walked down the hall to her apartment. Having neglected to put the book back in the bag, she fumbled a moment with their keys and unfortunately dropped the book. Penelope mouthed a swear as she bent over to retrieve the black book, when she saw what it had opened to. The book displayed a summoning ritual, complete with diagrams on the summoning circle. Penelope bent down looking at the entry as she picked up the book, instantly intrigued by it. She let herself into the apartment and flopped down on the couch to read further.

Penelope tried to make out the details, but some of what was written looked more like letter salad than actual words. She did manage to read around those parts and found all about summoning a demon to grant a wish. Penelope wasn't the highest level reader and couldn't help but misinterpret the words of warning as just flowery descriptions. The text did state that the summoned demon may or may not grant the wish, but either way it will take something from the summoner. All she could focus on was the reward, not the risks or price.

Penelope continued to read and looked over the items needed. By and large they were pretty common things, some salt, candles, chalk, it was more about the preparation and how to use them. However, there were a few specialty items she needed such as strange herbs and incense, calling for a trip back to the magic shop. As annoying as it was going right back to the same small occult store, it was worth it to Penelope to get her wish.

The store owner gave Penelope an odd look as the young woman brought her purchases to the counter. "Are you sure about all this?"

"It's everything on my list that I don't already have, so yes." She said with a confident smirk.

The shop owner shook his head. "That's not what I meant. It's dangerous, meddling in things you don't understand."

Penelope rolled her eyes. "I know what I'm doing." She said in an annoyed tone. Nobody is going to rob me of a wish!

An hour later she returned to her apartment with her purchases. After a brief look around her small apartment Penelope started to move furniture around, making room for the ritual. She pushed back the couch and coffee table up against the wall. There were a few angry knocks from the apartment below, but Penelope didn't care. After rolling up the carpet she gathered up her supplies.

Penelope drew the summoning circle by carefully pouring out salt. She did her best to copy the runes and sigils from the book with chalk on the wooden floorboards. Satisfied with her work, Penelope started to arrange the rest of the materials. She placed the candles and lit them, and then set up the bowl with incense and herbs to burn. Penelope coughed as the strange smelling smoke started to fill the apartment. With the preparations complete, she smiled to herself, thinking about her wish.

Penelope picked the book back up and read over the words a final time. Feeling confident she began reciting the incantation. As Penelope spoke the words the sky outside her apartment went dark. She was oblivious to the rain and thunder as she tried to recite the strange words correctly. Penelope finished the last verse and there was an audible crack followed by a bright flash and flames. She dropped the book to the ground and shielded her eyes from the burning flash. When Penelope lowered her hands from her eyes she gasped. There in the center of the summoning circle stood a demon.

Or to be more precise, a demoness. She could get away with being a human in a dark red business suit at first glance, apart from her raven-like wings, spade-tipped tail, and curling horns. As serious as she had been, Penelope didn't believe that it actually worked. She had summoned a real demon. At first she thought the demoness was in heels, but she soon realized that the 'heels' were bony extrusions forming into a pointed heel. The demoness looked about the apartment before her glowing amber eyes fixed on Penelope.

“Feast your eyes on my body, mortal, as I am the demoness Jezebel!“ She spread her black feathered wings out and stared at Penelope. “So, mortal, you summoned me here. What do you want? Is it fame, glory, money perhaps?" Jezebel said with a playful amused voice.

Penelope was so caught up with the concept of getting a wish, she hadn't actually thought of one. She could see Jezebel staring at her with eyes flickering like embers, slowly growing impatient.

Penelope finally blurted out, “I want to be immortal!“

Jezebel raised an eyebrow at her request. She took a moment, and a smile started to curl her lips.

“Immortal you say? It's been a while since anyone asked for that," Jezebel chuckled.

The demoness realized that this summoner had no true knowledge of magic. She was honestly surprised the inexperienced woman had managed to get the circle correct. It must have been pure luck that she managed to stumble through the incantations in the book and summon her here. Jezebel grinned and her tail twitched with excitement. This was going to be so much fun. With a gesture, she summoned to her hands a scroll. With a flourish she presented the scroll to Penelope, her hands stopping at the edge of the circle. The human unrolled the scroll and looked at it. It was even more confusing than the incantations in the book. Penelope looked back up and looked at Jezebel.

“What am I supposed to do with this?“ she held up the piece of parchment to the demoness

Jezebel gave her a toothy grin. “To perform a wish of this magnitude requires a certain amount of paperwork. I'm afraid you will need to sign this contract."

“Oh, okay I guess...“ she turned her attention back to the contract.

This one is a fool. A demon offers her a contract and she doesn't even pause to question it. Oh well, a wise mortal never would have summoned me in the first place.

Penelope tried her best to make sense of what was written on the scroll. She could make out a couple words, but couldn't make much sense of it. She looked back up at the demoness, looking for clarification. However, Jezebel merely brought forth a feather quill with a golden tip. Penelope took the quill and tried to sign the contract but it did nothing but scratch the parchment.

“How do I even sign with this thing?“ she asked, shaking the quill like a stubborn ballpoint pen.

Jezebel sighed at having to deal with this this clueless girl. Dark Lord! Has she never seen a show where someone signs a demonic contract? A ten year old knows you sign it in blood! A light then sparkled in her amber glowing eyes as she had a thought. Forget just screwing her out of a wish and taking this foolish girl home, I have a much better idea. Besides, twisting a wish is even more fun!

With some minor motions of her hands Jezebel changed the wording of the contract. Rather than just letting her take the girl without granting a wish, it became much more interesting.

“You have to sign it with your blood, dear,“ Jezebel tapped the tip of her finger with a sharp red nail, "that's just how these things work."

Penelope looked at the quill for a moment before pricking the golden tip of the quill into her finger and drawing blood. She winced but managed not to cry out. Penelope hadn't the slightest idea that the contract had changed, not that she understood it in the first place. She quickly signed the contract at the X at the bottom. Penelope wasn't sure if it was the candlelight or her imagination but her blood seemed to shimmer as she scribed her name. After she had signed a light glow appeared on Penelope's finger where she had drawn blood, as the glow faded a demonic sigil was left behind.

“What's this?" Penelope asked, holding up her finger.

“Oh that," Jezebel made a dismissive gesture, "it's just a sign that you already have a contract with a demon, so you can't get more wishes by summoning another one after me." She answered with a big grin.

The demoness then snapped her fingers and the contract rolled itself up and it disappeared along with the quill.

“Your wish has been granted,“ Jezebel's smile looked to be a mix of joy and cruelty before she disappeared in a burst of flames.

The rain came to a stop and the sun started to shine again through her apartment windows once more. Penelope rubbed her finger where the sigil was. It didn't hurt, but she was aware of its presence, like a small tingle.

“The book didn't mention I'd get a mark…" She inspected the mark on her finger closely. “Oh well, I can always just say it's a tattoo." She laughed and shrugged it off. "I guess I should clean things up before anyone sees this occult stuff."

***

Later that evening, Penelope came out of the corner store with some food for her dinner. She was focused on her phone as she started to cross the road. Suddenly, Penelope was lit up from the side and the next thing she knew Penelope was flying up over a car. It took her a moment to realize a car had run into her. As she watched, the car peeled away from her, its tires squealing as the driver left her lying on the road.

“Ow! You fucker! That hurts!“ she yelled after the car as she got back onto her feet.

Penelope dusted off her clothes and realized she had been hit by a car and was just at worst a little bruised. She blinked and then a smile slowly curled her lips.

“I am immortal!" She whispered then started to laugh. "I'm glad I made that wish." Penelope picked up her scattered bags. My food better be ok though, I'm hungry!

The contents of the bags were a bit scuffed, but were mostly intact as she had taken the brunt of the hit. Penelope rode the elevator back up to her floor and entered her apartment with a big smile on her face. She made her dinner and seated herself onto the couch to watch TV. Other than being hit by a car with no ill effects, her evening was surprisingly normal. After she had finished her meal she went to the bedroom and stripped herself down. Pausing to check for any bruises in the mirror, Penelope ended up just admiring herself for a moment. She has a nice looking body: D cup breasts, lightly tanned skin, and long blonde hair. Her blue eyes are drawn to the demonic sigil on her finger.

Did it just glow?“ she shook her head and dismissed it, it must have been the light catching it.

Penelope crossed the hall from her bedroom to her bathroom. As she flicked on the lights she found something out of place. In the middle of her bathroom floor lay a black feather. Penelope looked at the window and then back at the feather.

Hmm, the window is closed so how did this get in here? She picked it up and she realized the feather was far too big to belong to a bird she could find in the city.

Penelope stuck her head out of the bathroom and looked down the hall to her living room. She then remembered that Jezebel had large black feathered wings. The feather could be one of the demon's, but she was in the circle in the living room the entire time. Not to mention, she didn't find any feathers while cleaning up.

Penelope shook her head and pulled it back into the bathroom. No, she never left that summoning circle, but maybe a feather drifted in here while I wasn't paying attention.

Penelope turned on the shower and after a moment stepped in. She sighed and smiled, Penelope always was one to enjoy a hot shower. After letting the hot water run over her tan body, she started to wash her hair. The lights in the bathroom flickered and at the same the sigil on her finger lit up once more. Penelope had shampoo and water in her eyes and only noticed the light flickering after several moments. She rinsed out of her eyes and looked around the shower curtain at the flicking light.

Huh, guess that light might be going bad. She shrugged and washed the rest of the shampoo out of her hair.

Penelope reached for her body wash and lathered it on with a sponge. She smiled enjoying the warmth of the water combined with the scent of the body wash. As she bent over to wash her feet, her rear bumped into something.

“Mmm, I enjoy a clean pet." A familiar voice said in a low sultry tone.

Penelope froze instantly, she could hear the grin on Jezebel's face. However, before Penelope could turn around Jezebel grabbed her tightly by the shoulders and bent her over slightly. She could feel something long and hard pushing against her rear. She opened her mouth to scream but not a sound came out. She grabbed at her throat but any attempt to scream was just a puff of air.

“Now, now, let's not disturb the neighbors, this is just between us two." The demon's clit had swelled and grown to be almost a penis.

Finding the right angle, she penetrated Penelope's pussy with this pseudo penis. The young woman gasped as Jezebel claimed her sex. They both let out a long moan. Penelope turned her head, but could see little more than Jezebel's black feathered wings

“H-how did you get here?" She could apparently talk but not scream. “I d-didn't summon you again...“ Penelope stammered out mixed with panting as the demoness started to thrust.

“You signed the contract, my pretty fool, and you are now mine.“ Jezebel groaned starting to fuck Penelope harder with her pseudo penis.

“W-wait! you said...you said you granted the wish!“ Penelope panted, her body betraying her and refusing to pull away from being fucked by Jezebel. “And the car…fuck…how?" Penelope couldn't help but enjoy the demon ramming her from behind.

“I couldn't have you dying on me now could I?" Jezebel laughed and it trailed off to a moan. “I figured you couldn't read the contract anyway, so I changed it to my own favor." She laughed at Penelope enjoying herself as she thrust her oversized clit deeper into her. “It's a wonder you even managed to summon me in the first place. I could manifest myself here thanks to a little thing I left behind.“ Jezebel ran her hand down her arm and pointed at the sigil on Penelope's finger.

Penelope started to moan, feeling her body wanting to push back against Jezebel rather than away. The demoness was better than any man she had ever banged, she couldn't help giving in. Jezebel looked down and grinned. The spell she had cast was taking effect. She was going to bond this girl's body to hers as a way of remaining indefinitely on this plane. There was no reason not to do so in a fun way. Penelope's ass cheeks started to fuse with the demoness' groin. Penelope cried out as she came, harder than she ever had before. Her body felt so hot she welcomed the hot water running out and the cold water spraying down over their bodies. The woman held herself up with her hands against the shower wall, knowing that the demoness wasn't done with her just yet. Penelope had not yet realized that Jezebel had stopped thrusting into her. She could still feel Jezebel's pseudo cock in her but it felt different. It started to feel as if it was melting into her body. Suddenly, Penelope felt her body lifting up off the shower floor.

She snapped her head back over her shoulder to look at the smiling Jezebel. Penelope started to lose feeling in her legs. She looked down and saw her legs were beginning to fuse into Jezebel's legs. Her skin discolored to match that of Jezebel's, who's muscles were clearly gaining more mass as her own legs were absorbed into them. Penelope struggled as she tried to pull herself off the demoness, but could not find a grip in the shower. She looked at her hand and saw her fingers fusing together and starting to shrink away. In moments her hands became unresponsive and soon her arms were pulled to her sides and began fusing into her torso.

Penelope started to cry as she watched and felt her body change. She wanted to scream as she could see her lower half had lost most of its features. More than that, Penelope could see large dark veins starting to run up her body from Jezebel's groin. The demoness was clearly enjoying the situation, smiling and giggling at the foolish girls as she struggled. Penelope's panic only increased as she felt tugging on her chest. She looked down and saw her breasts sliding down her body and towards Jezebel's groin. Penelope could see and feel them change the closer they came to the demoness. Her nipples disappeared and they stopped looking like breasts. Penelope could feel them getting looser and sag as something firm seemed to form on the inside.

Penelope watched as her tan skin darkened to an obsidian black color as the veins creeped further up her body. She could feel herself shrinking down as she watched a ridge form on her back. Penelope coughed as she felt her inside churn and melt as they were absorbed into her body, only to flow into the demoness, further increasing her size. Her panic spiked when she could no longer feel her own heartbeat, but it was soon replaced with a different dark pulse from Jezebel's body. Penelope's body got more rigid and she could no longer look behind her.

She found herself starting to drool, but it was no saliva, she knew it by the taste. Penelope was drooling precum as the newly formed urethra had connected to her throat. Her neck started to widen up and her blonde hair started to fall out in clumps to the shower floor. Penelope's head started to deform at the same time her lips started to pull open and her nose sank away. Slowly her vision started to fade. The last sight she saw was the shower valve before only darkness. She could still feel the cold water running over her body, if it even still was her body. Penelope could feel Jezebel's body as well, the water running over her skin, the tail and wings shifting sublely. But what filled her mind were the sensations that were pushing the demoness' lust far beyond human limits. She could feel Jezebel tense up and the vibrations of the demons' loud moan.

What had once been Penelope's body was now a giant horse cock. She could feel Jezebel's dark blood course through her now. The demoness ran her hands over her nearly finished horse cock. It was still far too big but she watched it size down till only a two foot shaft and a matching pair of heavy black balls remained. Jezebel stretched herself as the excess mass from Penelope enhanced her muscles. She looked around the bathroom, but was disappointed to only see the small mirror over the vanity. Turning off the shower, she walked dripping water to the bedroom. There she posed in front of the mirror with her new and improved demonic body.

“My, you look beautiful dear," she said while stroking her erect horse cock, “ah I almost forgot,“ Jezebel made a small gesture.

Penelope gasped, she could see and hear again, but the vision was not hers.

“W-wait…what happened? I can see again.“

She watched in the mirror as Jezebel stroked her cock, stroked Penelope. The demoness could hear a moan rise up to her ears. Penelope felt the new sensation across her new body. She was moaning with pleasure she had never before imagined as she felt Jezebel's hands around her. Penelope felt a sensation rise in what had been her breasts. Looking in the mirror she realized they were now a pair of balls, full of demonic seed. Somehow, knowing that only added to her feelings of pleasure. Penelope could feel a rising tingle in them as pressure was building. Jezebel also was moaning loudly, obviously feeling the pleasure of a cock stroked as well. Even in the fog of intense pleasure, Penelope realized she was now part of this demoness and they would feel the same sensations.

As Penelope started to give into this new fact of life, she felt something run up her body. The sensations of being stroked caused a tension to rise inside of her as she moaned out in unison with the demoness she was now part of. As she felt cum rush through her body and out of her mouth Penelope could somehow taste the cum without a tongue and she savored it. They moaned and panted together as they coated the wall and mirror with their hot demonic seed.

Jezebel looked at the mess they had made, “So, my pet, you made a wonderful mess your first time."

Penelope was still confused, and her recent orgasm wasn't helping much. She couldn't move, but she could see but not her eyes.

“Can you hear me? I can see and hear...what is this?“

Jezebel giggled, “When you signed that contract you were mine, body and soul. I never had a true cock, but I always wanted one. So, I had the brilliant idea to make you into one. How did it feel? A demon can experience sensations that would break a mortal mind. Still, I think you had fun," she giggled again, “and as a part of me I assure you, you are completely immortal. See? I fulfilled the bargain, so you can't complain."

Jezebel was right, Penelope couldn't complain. She felt amazing, all that mattered to her now was experiencing more of this. She twitched and dribbled out the last bit of her load to the floor. Penelope started to retreat back into her sheath. It felt good, like she was being wrapped in a warm blanket.

How is this a punishment? I want more! I want to be stroked, licked, kissed…I want to feel what it's like to fuck someone!

“Well, Penelope? I can feel your soul in there still, has your mind completely broken?" from the tone of her voice she didn't seem overly concerned if it had.

“I-I'm here" Penelope sighed, “this is sorta immortality, I guess. And I…I'm not complaining. It felt wonderful when you came, well, when we both came. Being your cock was not what I had in mind...but it was amazing to orgasm that way.“ She sighed contentedly.

Jezebel patted her sheathed friend, “I'm glad you enjoyed it as much as I did. Now that I finally have a proper cock we'll be having a lot of fun together, my pet.“

It seemed so natural, to give in completely to the demoness she was now a part of. It felt right, it felt good.

“If I'm your pet, then can I call you mistress?“ Penelope asked sheepishly.

“I didn't know you were into that," Jezebel gave her another little pat, "well I don't mind dear." Jezebel looked around the slightly disordered bedroom. “I will take your home as my new lair. Absorbing your body into mine gave me more than enough juice to have fun in the human world, while allowing me to stay here indefinitely." Jezebel said cheerfully.

“I don't need it anymore. Your body is my home now, Mistress Jezebel.“

Mortal concerns like a home, job, or even food mattered not to a demon's cock. All that mattered was having fun with her mistress.

“So, Mistress, how do you think you're gonna afford the rent of this place then? I don't assume you have any money. And how are you gonna deal with people when they notice a new person suddenly living in my old apartment?"

Jezebel laughed. “Money is never an issue for demons," she held out her hand and a stack of bills appeared, “money is the number one thing mortals request of us, you know."

“Oh, I guess that makes sense."

Jezebel tossed the money aside like it was just worthless paper. “As for blending in here, I can just make myself appear to them as you."

“No way!"

“Don't believe me?" She smiled and posed in front of the mirror.

If Penelope still had a jaw it would have dropped. Standing there in the mirror was her! Well, her with a large pair of black balls and a sheath.

“I'm pretty sure no one will notice the difference" a perfect imitation of her voice said.

“I believe you! Please, change back, it's creepy."

“As you wish, dear," she smiled and shifted back to her true form, “I don't like being so weak looking anyway."

“One thing though, women don't normally have a horse cock between their legs. “ Penelope giggled.

“Don't worry, they won't see you down there.“ She smiled and gave her cock a little pat “So, when is this next rent due?“

“Ah, I think Ms. Ferguson will come collect her rent next week, “ Penelope replied, “but watch out, she's not the kind and loving type, if you get my drift."

Jezebel laughed, “With your help I'll subvert her, making her my loyal thrall. That will cover the rent of this place for the foreseeable future. Now," she looked around the bedroom, “I'm going to make some changes to this apartment to make it more...fitting to my tastes."

“You don't like my taste in decoration?“ Penelope asked.

“Pet, a demoness wants her lair to be a place fit for a queen. No offense, but this place is more suitable for a college student than me." Jezebel said with a giggle.

Raising up her hands she began the process of magically renovating the apartment..

One week later.

The elevator doors opened and a woman came barging out. She marched up to the door of Penelope's apartment and started to bang on the door, not holding back in the least.

“You're a day late with the rent you blonde bimbo!" She was yelling at the door. “I've warned you so many times about this shit! I should call the police and-"

The door opened while she was mid swing. Standing in the doorway was Penelope. She was wearing a barely belted black silk robe. Her hair was tossed like she just got out of bed, but somehow it only added to her sex appeal.

“Ah, Ms. Ferguson, I was hoping you would stop by," she stepped to the side, “please, come in."

Ms. Ferguson was suddenly unsure about the situation. There was something about how Penelope was talking to her. It was almost like there was another voice whispering under it as she talked. There was also a strange scent coming off the blonde woman. It wasn't like any perfume she had smelled before. It made her want to get closer to Penelope. She shook her head to clear it and walked into the apartment.

As the door clicked shut behind her Ms. Ferguson stared in disbelief. The eggshell white painted drywall was gone. Rich wood wainscoting was matched with textured plaster walls. Works of fine art hung on the walls gently lit by brass lamps. Tapestry-like drapes covered the windows. The furniture in the living room looked like it belonged in a palace.

“Oh yes, you haven't been in here since I redecorated," Penelope smiled, “please come and sit, I just made some tea."

“But-but how, it's impossible you can't-" the woman stuttered.

“The lease clearly states I can finish the walls however I like as long as I return them to move-in status before I leave." She smiled, demons know their way around contracts, after all.

Ms. Ferguson sputtered, her head snapping between directions.

“Please, Ms. Ferguson, come and sit," Penelope sat down on an elegant sofa and patted the cushion next to her, “a cup of tea will do wonders for your nerves."

The landlady made her way to the fine couch Penelope was sitting on. She sat on the cushion farthest from the blonde. Penelope passed her a fine china cup with an aromatic tea in it.

“It comes out quite sweet, no need for sugar," she smiled broadly.

Ms. Ferguson smelled the tea first. It was aromatic and rich. This wasn't just a bag of tea from the supermarket. She took a small sip. The hot tea seemed to send tingles through her mouth. As she swallowed the sensation continued down her throat.

“Do you like tea?" Penelope asked, tilting her head to the side slightly.

Ms. Ferguson actually smiled. “Yes, I've never had tea like this before." She took another bigger sip.

“I imagine you haven't," her smile shifted slightly as she watched the middle aged woman drink the tea. “I know you are here about the rent."

“Mmmm" she seemed slightly distracted as she took another sip.

“And I know that in the past I may have been less than reliable. That's why I'd like to work out a new agreement with you."

Ms. Ferguson placed her empty cup on the coffee table. Her eyes had a slightly cloudy look and she seemed to be smiling at a joke only she was aware of.

“You know, Penelope, you smell really good today." she giggled slightly at her own comment.

“Do I?"

“Mmmm," she nodded before giggling again.

“Why thank you, Abby, you don't mind if I call you Abby do you?"

“No, no, that's fine." she smiled, noticing just how pretty Penelope was for the first time.

“Well, if you like the way I smell, why not come closer and get a better whiff."

She seemed to like that idea. Abby slid her way down the couch right next to her tenant. Penelope took her by the hand and pulled her close. Abby closed her eyes and inhaled the beautiful scent coming from Penelope.

“It's really working! You got that bitch where you want her!" The real Penelope cheered.

“Almost, my pet,"

“What?" Abby looked up with a dazed look.

“Oh nothing. Here," she pulled the middle aged woman's head up to her neck, “get a real good smell."

Abby resisted for only a moment before she sighed and relaxed against what she thought was Penelope's body. Once she felt Abby start to kiss her neck, she knew it was time. She slowly pulled the landlady away from her neck. Abby was quite gone between the tea and the demonic pheromones. The demoness in disguise eye's started to glow. Abby was entranced by the eyes staring back, hardly even blinking.

“Take off your clothes for me." Her voice shifted away from Penelope's to Jezebel's

Abby nodded and immediately pulled off the sweatshirt she was wearing. Jezebel smiled as she stood up to pull off her elastic banded slacks, leaving her in a set of beige panties and bra.

“All of it," her voice carried more of a command in it this time.

“I'm sorry," Abby flinched before quickly taking off her bra and pushing her panties down.

“Eww, do we have to, Mistress?" Penelope sighed. “She's a little past her prime…"

“Sorry dear, but trust me it will get better."

Jezebel stood up and unbelted the robe letting it fall to the floor. She then smiled, letting her body take on its true form. Abby's eyes widened but she stayed standing in front of the demoness.

“P-Penelope?" she asked barely a whisper.

“No, dear, I am Jezebel, but Penelope is here too."

Penelope giggled a bit at the joke.

“Now," she reached out and rubbed her hand against Abby's already moist pussy, “let's have a little fun, shall we?"

She moaned loudly, leaning in against Jezebel's hand. The demoness moved her back onto the couch. Her lips claimed the landlady's mouth with no resistance. Abby gripped her tightly, pulling her body tightly against the demoness, moaning like a bitch in heat.

“Uhh, I'm not ready for this…" Penelope said as she started to grow out of her sheath, “can't you just jerk me off over her or something?"

The hot bodies sandwiching her only increased the lust driving Jezebel. Penelope continued to grow as the demon blood pumped her up to her full size. She now rested between both pairs of breasts. She couldn't help sighing at the softness that surrounded her. Jezebel pointed Abby's head to the flared head of her cock.

“Lick."

As soon as she gave the command Abby's tongue darted out to lick the flared head. Penelope let out a soft moan as the landlady licked and kissed her head. As the first bit of pre leaked out, Abby was there to slurp it up.

“Not the kind of girl I wanted to be my first french kiss, Mistress…"

Jezebel giggled. “It won't be the last," she whispered.

The demoness slid down her body, dragging Penelope with her across Abby's body. She rubbed the flared head of her cock against her dripping pussy

“It's too big…" Abby said,even as she spread her legs for Jezebel.

“She's right," even if Penelope was feeling turned on, she couldn't deny the facts, “I'll never fit inside her, let's just call it off."

“There is always room for a demon cock…" Jezebel answered them both before starting to push in.

“Wait! Oohhmygod! Mistress!" Penelope moaned as she was pushed into Abby.

Abby's back arched off the couch as she cried out. Her body stretched around the massive intrusion. Penelope was lost in a sea of sensation feeling the hot wet passage hugging her every bump, ridge and vein as she stretched out the landlady. Of course Jezebel was enjoying it as well, the moans from both Abby and Penelope urging her on to push her horse cock in deeper. A small moan slipped past her nearly black lips.

Abby was writhing on the couch, lost in the feelings of the massive cock stretching her body. She had already cum hard around the shaft, but it wasn't enough. Looking down she could see the shaft's outline through her skin. But she didn't want it to stop, Abby wanted more of that shaft in her. Penelope felt the same. She wished she still had movement to worm herself in deeper.

“Please Mistress, don't stop!" She moaned, “fuck her deeper!"

Jezebel only smiled as she continued. Abby thrashed on the couch as she climaxed with the shaft only halfway in. Penelope and Jezebel enjoyed the sensations, but did not stop sinking in deeper. Abby reached out, not finished either. She grabbed Jezebel tightly, trying to pull the demoness into her even deeper. Her sense of reason had slipped away, all she felt was lust and the orgasms she already had did little to alleviate it.

Jezebel moaned again, as much from the corruption of the human as the sensations she felt through her cock. Penelope moaned louder as her medial ring pushed past Abby's labia. As Jezebel finally hilted Penelope, another orgasm rocketed through the human. Abby shouted loudly. Just as she started to recover, that's when Jezebel started to thrust.

She couldn't pull all the way back, but it was enough. Penelope moaned louder than Abby as she was pounded deep into the nearly screaming woman. She could feel her balls churning preparing their load. Penelope was nearly screaming when she felt the tingle run down what had once been her spine. Her body twitched before the massive load of cum shot through her body.

“Fuck yes! Yes!" Penelope cried out as the cum shot out of her mouth and pumped into Abby's well fucked body.

The pressure of the viscous fluid started to push Penelope out of the human. Jezebel slowly pulled out. Although a fair amount of her cum leaked out of Abby's pussy, most of it was inside her very distended belly.

“Shit…" Penelope said as she saw the results, “I really filled her up."

“You sound pleased with that dear," Jezebel said, stroking the side of her cock gently, “did you have fun?"

She sighed. “Fuck yes, it's much better being a cock than just getting fucked by one." Penelope laughed.

Jezebel laughed as well. She had assured her pet's devotion already over the past week of self pleasure. This was just the bow on top.

“What happens to her now, mistress?" Penelope asked out of curiosity.

Jezebel looked down at Abby, passed out with her head to the side, drooling onto the once finely upholstered couch. She breathed slowly, each breath making her swollen abdomen jiggle slightly.

“Just watch dear." She smiled widely.

The bulge in her stomach slowly seemed to deflate. As it did Penelope could see a change in Ms. Ferguson. Her skin seemed to tighten up, wrinkles fading, stretch marks and moles disappearing. Her chest seemed to both grow and firm up at the same time. The gray hair on her head seemed to fade back to its original deep brown color.

“Wow, she's...younger? And a lot sexier too…"

“Her body was especially receptive to demon cum, probably because she is such a bitch to everyone." Jezebel smirked. “Of course, that only means she is more addicted and under my sway now," she reached down and touched the passed out Abby on her cheek, “wake up dear."

Abby turned her head and slowly opened her eyes. She looked up at the demoness and smiled, almost childlike.

“Mistress," she cooed.

“Hey, that's what I call you!' Penelope seemed a little miffed by that.

“Who said that?" Abby sat up and looked around.

“Oh that's right, as my thrall she can hear you now, my pet." She sat back down on the couch, not caring about the mess, “You remember Penelope, Abby? Well, she now serves me as my cock. Go ahead and say hello."

“Must you call her mistress?" Penelope sighed.

Abby blinked. “What else could I call her? I am hers."

“Well, if you have too," Penelope sighed once more.

“That's my girls." Jezebel giggled, “Now Abby, I want you to continue your duties as the landlady without letting on our arrangement. Rest assured, Penelope will 'pay' her rent every month on time."

“I look forward to it." They could hear the smile in Penelope's voice.

“So do I," Abby smiled, reaching out to stroke the half hard cock.

“Mmm," Penelope sighed as she felt the now much smoother hands run down her side, “I like you better this way."

Abby gathered her clothes and got dressed, now that the rent was collected from her new mistress. Jezebel cleaned up the remaining mess with a few simple gestures.

“What now, Mistress?" Penelope asked as the demoness retrieved her robe from the floor.

“A nice long bath I think, Is there something on your mind dear?"

“Oh, it's nothing I was just thinking that next month we should fuck her up the ass instead."

Jezebel laughed loudly, “Aren't you adventurous?"

“It's my purpose, my life, to fuck the hell out of people." She laughed at her own choice in words. “Not that your own hands and mouth don't feel lovely, but fucking Abby into your thrall was just so…fulfilling."

“It sounds like I've made you into the perfect little demon cock." Jezebel said, gently scratching under her balls.

“Who are you calling little?" Penelope giggled, “I like being a cock, especially your cock."

“That's a good girl,' Jezebel smiled as she walked to her bathroom.

Present time.

In a burst of flames, Jezebel returned back to her apartment.

“That was a fun summons! You never would expect a guy to be so eager to drop to their knees for you, Mistress," Penelope giggled, “I think he was a virgin as well, so nice and tight."

Jezebel laughed, “Oh I think both the boys there were, the girls on the other hand were nice little sluts though."

“They sure know how to treat a girl like me!" Penelope laughed.

“Penelope, since you mentioned our anniversary earlier, I realized something. I never really thanked you for letting me into this world. So, I have a little gift for you,“ Jezebel made a gesture and in her hand appeared a golden ring, “what do you think of this?“

Penelope looked and then giggled. “It's nice, Mistress, but I don't have any fingers to wear it on.“ Jezebel could hear the smile of Penelope in her voice.

“It's not a ring for a finger,“ Jezebel teased Penelope out of her sheath till she was firmly hard.

“Oh, is it play time again already?“ Penelope smiled, feeling herself nice and hard again.

“Not exactly, my dear,“ Jezebel said with a smile.

She slid the ring onto the head of Penelope, piercing the flesh quickly with almost no pain. The ring hung in the head in the style of an prince albert.

“Oh! I got a golden ring on me!“ She could hear Penelope's smile. “Thank you, mistress!“

“Your welcome, my dear. Now, I need an infernally hot bath after that much fun.“ Jezebel walked to the bathroom, but she stopped at the doorway and looked back behind her. “But, if you readers misbehave you may be lucky and the two of us will come and visit you…“ She giggled and closed the door behind her.

Fin … ?

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Original concept and setting by Yeania Aeon

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Additional writing and editing by Syntaxerror37

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