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With her shoulders drawn in and her head held low, the witch Janis snuck through the decaying manor. True to her feline heritage, the humanoid leopard made nary a sound with each step of her paws on the cold stone floor. Her tail swayed this way and that as she searched for a room properly concealed, one that her master would not immediately inspect. She quickly found it at the far end of the manor, a small room with just enough space for her to comfortably work her ritual and mostly out of sight and thus out of mind.

Ducking into the room, Janis laid her ritual book and staff against the wall and slowly shut the door, wincing when it creaked slightly. When the door was sealed, she leaned her head against it and listened whilst holding her breast. Hearing nothing, she let out a sigh of relief and turned to the ritual book. She opened it, paging through it until she came upon a sheet filled with diagrams and odd symbols. Placing the book flat on the ground, she picked up her staff and examined a specific circular diagram and the empty floor next to the book. Closing her eyes, she envisioned how the circle would fit on the space along with the other intricate details that would fuel the magic of the ritual. Her fingers briefly twitched; then, she opened her eyes and stooped down. Taking her staff in one hand, she muttered a single word. Instantly the draconic figure carved into the end of her staff flared green. She pointed the staff at the ground and green energy flowed from the implement. With practiced, cautious motions she began to inscribe into the ground a wide circle.

When the circle was complete, the leopard pulled back the staff and instead pointed her free hand at a space in the circle. From her outstretched index finger more of the eldritch energy formed, allowing her to carve the smaller, delicate runes of power the ritual circle required. The circle had been easy to create, the runes not so much. Intense concentration and energy was required to ensure each one came out perfectly and not all of them came out perfectly. When she failed, she snarled and wiped it away with a flick of her hand, panting with effort as she retried. Her effort was made more difficult by the constant fear of discovery she held that caused her to oftentimes glance furtively up at the closed door. Thankfully, this faded the more and more she got into the carvings until she was fully devoted to her construction of the ritual circle. It was for this reason that she did not detect the telltale signs of demonic magic in the air outside her hiding place, nor the sounds of hooves upon the ground outside her door. Only when the door was flung open did the leopard yelp and look up, both hands fumbling to get a good grip on her staff as she stood.

Instead of her expected master, however, something even more strange stood in the doorway. It was a humanoid gryphon that held a wicked knife in her right hand. She--there was no doubt the gryphon was a she, her nakedness leaving both her female sex and breasts exposed-- was tall, thin, and utterly demonically corrupted. She had mostly black fur and feathers, though there were a few spots of white among her body. The demonic influence was evident physically in her hoofed feet, her spade tipped tail, and her cruelly twisted ivory horns. The gryphon also reeked of demonic magic, of a deep corruption. Janis knew the female before her was a creature possessed or an individual merged with a demon. The leopard really didn't care which it was, only that the demon's appearance did not bode well.

Without a moment of hesitation, Janis jabbed her finger at the gryphon, eldritch energy lancing out towards the demoness. In response to this assault, the gryphon merely smirked and lifted her knife, her smile deepening as the blade absorbed the power. The leopard's brow creased with consternation and was about to prepare another spell when her staff suddenly flew from her grip and into the demon's hands. The gryphon laughed and flippantly tossed the staff back, stepping forward towards the disarmed leopard.

"I didn't come here to fight," the gryphon said, her voice raspy and eerie. She glanced down at the unfinished circle, chuckling as she returned her gaze to Janis, who was desperately trying to think of what to do. "You're trying to summon another one?" "A-another?" Janis stuttered. She growled at her display of fear, her anger welling up to push down apprehension. She stood up straight, staring defiantly into the taller gryphon's purple eyes.

"Yes," the gryphon nodded, looking down curiously at the leopard. "I can see you inside there." The gryphon's eyes flashed and Janis felt something start within her, causing her body to tremble. "You want out, don't you?"

Janis meant to speak, but her mouth opened of its own accord before she could form any words. Instead of her talking, something else spoke through her.

"Release me," she growled.

The gryphon grinned. Suddenly she swiped with her knife, cutting Janis's robes in half from her collar to her midriff. Janis stumbled back, breasts now partially exposed and sex peeking slightly. The gryphon lunged forward and caught the leopard's shoulders in her hands, bending her head down close to Janis's, forcing Janis to lock gazes with her.

"Look into my eyes," the gryphon purred. "What do you see?" Janis shivered as the gryphon's eyes momentarily churned with colors beyond imagining. In a sense they calmed her, promising that the gryphon's intentions were less than hostile and this was only made more clear as the gryphon lowered a hand from the leopard's shoulder and gently caressed a breast. Janis moaned momentarily and would have expressed her pleasure further had the gryphon not suddenly darted her head forward, her ivory beak coming into contact with Janis's open muzzle. The gryphon opened her beak, her forked tongue sliding out as she engaged the leopard in a kiss.

Despite her previous hostility, Janis returned the kiss, realizing at that moment that the colors had also awakened her sense of lust. Now that she was no longer afraid that the gryphon was going to kill her, she could properly appreciate the other female's form and features. Though she did prefer males, Janis couldn't say no to such a beautifully twisted creature. Closing her eyes, the leopard moved deeper into the kiss, all the while reaching her hands up towards the gryphon's breasts. She laid her hands upon them, delicate fingers dancing upon her sudden partner's pliable, soft breasts. She squeezed them and felt the gryphon shudder, their kiss momentarily interrupted before the gryphon moved forward again, entwining her forked tongue with the leopard's shorter one. Then the gryphon reached down, one-upping the leopard as she teased Janis's feminine folds, eliciting a moan from Janis as heat flowed to her pussy.

"Mmm," the gryphon said, pulling her head back and abruptly ending the kiss. "You like that? It's only a prelude..."

Janis looked lustfully at the gryphon, staring needily into those purple eyes. Again they swirled with those colors, causing the leopard's arousal to increase tenfold. Her sex shivered, wet and wanting while her nipples became hard and pointed. Smiling, the gryphon let the dagger fall to the ground while she pushed Janis down onto the ritual circle.

"You want to be like me, hmm?" the gryphon rumbled, staring not at the leopard on the ground, but what was within Janis. "Beautiful, powerful, and oh so twisted..."

Janis nodded slowly, mewling as the gryphon absentmindedly stroked her breasts. The gryphon cocked her head, smiling.

"Good," she said. "You already have it within you, after all."

Janis's eyes widened at this. She should have known earlier, but the gryphon wasn't really here for her... It was here for what was inside her, a demon she had summoned in hopes of besting her master. That hadn't turned out well, which was the reason why she had been making another ritual circle in the first place. But why did she need the circle anymore? She already had another demon with her, the gryphon, along with the demon inside of her. And if the gryphon spoke the truth, if she could truly become like her... Well, why not?

"Do it," Janis said, speaking as two. "Perfect us."

"As you wish," the gryphon said, laughing.

The gryphon reached for the dagger and held it momentarily above Janis's abdomen. Then, she stabbed it downwards. Janis yowled at what she felt as the dagger dipped into her flesh: no pain, but fire all over her form as the gryphon twisted the dagger before she quickly withdrew the dagger. The flesh had not been physically opened and yet something poured out, flickering red and yellow flames that moved to engulf the leopard. They spread across her, bringing pleasure and pain as she began to change. The gryphon watched only for a moment; then, she straddled the leopard and bent down, bent on pleasuring Janis into her new demonic form.

Janis roared as the gryphon pressed their breasts together, their stiff nipples brushing against each other. Spurred on by the fire, the leopard was extra sensitive, causing even this small touch to send her spiraling to heights of pleasure and arousal she had never experienced before. Her padded feet kneaded at the ground, their configuration suddenly shifting as her toes melded together, flesh hardened into darker, harder substance as her paws rounded out into heavy hooves. The gryphon dipped her body lowered, rubbing her sex against Janis's enflamed pussy. Janis twitched, eyes screwing shut from the sudden contact and when they opened they glowed orange and fiery, permanently altered. Her teeth gnashed together, extending and curving out into wicked, more pronounced fangs.

The gryphon let out a screech of her own as their clitorises momentarily brushed, the sensation the receptive nubs brought momentarily proving too much for Janis. The leopard moaned, hands scrabbling against the ground as their tips pushed out into cruel black claws. Her hips bucked, looking for more and finding it as the girls' sensitive spots met again. Janis squealed, tongue lolling out of her mouth as it twisted, lengthening and splitting into a forked serpentine shape. She propped herself up on her elbows and soon found this a little easier as black spikes lined with orange erupted from her elbows. From here, she and the gryphon kissed again, similar tongues intertwining as flame extinguished on her black and grey spotted fur, leaving the dots glowing orange. Leaning more into the kiss, both girls had to readjust their positioning a little as four horns sprouted from Janis's skull, two twisting out and forward from her side while the other two jutted out, bending backwards from behind her now orange-tipped ears. A triple set of spikes on each shoulder sprouted and then the flames over her body extinguished even if her arousal did not.

Squirming and writhing, the pair continued to go at it while the demon inside Janis moved from joining just in body to also joining in mind. Janis shuddered as the demonic presence touched her mind, not threatening to overtake but to join together in the decadence of devilish delights. At the height of her pleasure and lust for power, the corrupted leopard readily accepted, barely noticing as the demon's consciousness interwove with her own, so far was she into being in nearly the same mindset. Immediately, other effects of the joining manifested themselves. Janis's corrupted form burned again with fire as newfound power spilled through it, enabling the leopard to conduct magic on a magnitude she had only dreamed of before. Her tail, so fluffy and yet untouched, squirmed as black fur plumed on its top. It lashed about, spikes growing along its side while the tip twisted into a spade much like the gryphon's own. Simultaneously, the demons' hot, feminine folds rubbed one last time, spurring them both into release as a wave of pleasure crashed upon them both. They cried out, their demonic screeches echoing throughout the manor. Then the gryphon collapsed on the leopard as they both lay in the throes of ecstasy and afterglow, the gryphon's pillowy chest falling on Janis.

Though it was quite a comforting position for Janis, it was also a stifling once, causing her to roll out from under the gryphon. Still panting, she managed to get to her feet, shivering as she rubbed her thighs together. She helped the gryphon to her feet, briefly kissing her before looking to the door. She smiled cruelly, her larger teeth on display.

"My master must have heard that," she said, tail twitching in anticipation.

"Yes," the gryphon agreed, her smile growing to match the corrupted leopard's. "Your master must have."

Janis looked down at the circle. Such simple magic, but still oh so useful. She tilted her head, body briefly quaking to remind her of the power at her disposal. She looked up at the gryphon, mind already working on ways she might wield that power...