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Sylvari awoke with a start. She was in her apartment on the 23rd floor of her building and was frightened for some strange reason. She took looked around at her surroundings slowly and found that she had simply fallen asleep just inside the entrance way to her flat. Thankfully, in whatever stupor she had been in the night before, she had remembered to close and latch the door. She lifted herself up off the floor slowly shaking her head to ward of the small hangover from the party.

Still, Syl thought she should be frightened for some reason. There had been a strange dream with lots of powerful emotions but she had never been startled by a dream like that before. She walked through her three room apartment slowly taking stock of things and trying to remember the night before. Finally she shrugged off the emotions and decided that a good, hot shower would do wonders for her state of mind.

Sylvari wandered into her bedroom and slipped out of her dress and underwear. She grabbed her bath robe and slipped into the bathroom to run the bath water. As the water ran she sat on the floor idly allowing her paw to trace circles in the filing bath tub. Her thoughts began to wander back to how she had moved into the city and her life in general.

Her flat alone would've cost a small fortune and was located on the notoriously richer side of the city. Most furs that met Syl would've never guessed she had come from money and they would've been right. Her parents had died tragically as innocent bystanders in an industrial accident. She had been 19 at the time and had been the sole survivor of her family and collected the insurance money that had barely covered the funeral costs for her family. The company responsible, however, realized that if Sylvari had wanted to she could own their company with a lawsuit due to their glaring negligence. They immediately approached the young husky and offered her millions of dollars and a healthy stipend for the rest of her life if she agreed not to file a lawsuit.

At the time she had been too dazed and emotionally overwhelmed to really think clearly but had agreed just to make the company lawyers leave her be. Over the next week she found herself with more money than she had ever dreamed to have in her life and wisely decided to bank the majority of it. She quickly moved away from the city of her birth to the other side of the country to a new city and a new beginning. She had bought the apartment straight out and had it furnished with classy, but modest furniture. She attended the local college and had graduated with a degree in philosophy and psychology.

Back in the present Sylvari slowly slipped into the tub of steaming water letting it caress her body and relax her sore muscles. Sylvari continued to reminisce and thought back to how over the course of her new life here in the new city she found that she was generally attracted to other females. Though she had had some boyfriends in the past and she had enjoyed toying with males in general she found that her tastes were mostly for other females. Her first experience with another female had been less than a month ago when some of Syl's friends had invited her to a club to go dancing. There she had met a female elf whose name she had never learned. They had danced together all night and had come back to Sylvari's apartment afterwards.

As Sylvari remembered the encounter her cheeks blushed under her fur remembering how the elf felt under her that night. The next morning Sylvari had awoken to an empty bed and the sense that she would never see the elf again. As she thought back over that night she felt a slight twitch in her back. Her wings were cramped by being pressed against the back of the tub and it was growing uncomfortable. She adjusted her posture slightly...and then her eyes flew open with a look of horrible terror crossing her face. Wings? She didn't have wings! She was a husky and huskies DID NOT have wings! In an instant the events of last night; the demoness, the pain of being transformed and the feeling of being violated by demonic orbs rushed back to her.

Sylvari screamed as she leaped from the tub trying to escape herself and her new body. She clambered onto her hooves with her draconic tail whipping behind her. Syl became instantly aware of the strangeness of walking on hooves instead of paws, of the strange sensations that came to her from them, of the dexterity and strength of her tail as it wrapped around the towel hanger to prevent her from falling face first onto the bathroom floor. She could feeling the strange bindings on her body, the red leather collar, the bracers with strange demonic runes on them and the anklets with metal rings that could be used for any number of things. Her wings fluttered in time with her horror as they tried to spread out knocking things from shelves and flinging water all across the steamy-aired bathroom.

Sylvari ran from the bathroom ignoring any sense of decency and fled into her bedroom nude dripping water the entire way. She flung herself into the corner and hugged her knees to herself. Tears started streaming down her face as the nightmare resolved itself into complete reality. Slowly a strange red light started to suffuse the room, lighting it from everywhere and nowhere all at once.

"About time you realized your new nature," a dark, evil voice echoed into her room.

"Huh! Wha...who the hell are you!" Sylvari called out, letting the anger ring in her voice.

"I'm your new deity darling. Hm, not that you're aware and in control again we need to set you into your role as my minion," the voice answered back. "Do you need me to explain your role again?"

"NO! I don't need explanations! I don't want this at all you bitch! Make me normal again damn you! I'd never work for you anyway," Sylvari screamed at the red light in her room.

"Oh my, such spunk! Well, it doesn't matter if you want my gifts or not, I gave your body some new needs and desires when I improved you. Needs that you will NOT be able to ignore, no matter how hard you try," the voice seemed to giggle lightly.

Suddenly, Sylvari moaned as something grabbed her breast and squeezed. It was as if a disembodied hand had reached out to touch her and had an exceptionally perverted essence behind it as a sudden heat sprung up inside of the female. The heat spread from her kneaded breast through her chest and slowly down to her loins making Sylvari suddenly wet as images and flashes of that elf, and other females, danced through her mind in different positions. Sylvari moaned as she pictured herself with each of these different females, doing things to them, letting them do things to her, enjoying all of it. Another disembodied hand joined the first kneading into her other breast as yet a third started to stroke along her back and spine. Her mind cried out that this was wrong, that this was an evil act but she could not control her own body and the pleasure started to drown out the rational part of her mind.

"That's right little minion, dance to my strings," the voice laughed again.

Sylvari's body started moving and gyrating on its own as a fourth and fifth hand joined in, pleasuring her in ways she could only imagine. Another, different pressure started to build deep inside of her loins as a low blue glowing light started to peak from her wet folds. Sylvari's moans and writhing as her body continued to betray her. Her eyes flew open as she felt something started to spread her lips out...from the inside. Momentarily her curiosity at the strange feeling allowed her to regain control of her head, she looked down to her loins and stared wide eyed at what she saw. A large blue, glowing tentacle started to slide out of her writhing and twisting of its own accord. A particularly violent twist of the strange appendage sent Sylvari's head flying back in a low, long scream of ecstasy.

"Ah, that's just what I thought. You can try and deny it, dear, but you'll be in a permanently horny state from now on. That's what you get for being half-succubus," the voice called again.

Suddenly, all the strange kneading, prodding and touching stopped. The strange blue tentacle slowly stopped writhing and withdrew back up inside of the husky-demon as the stimulation stopped utterly. Sylvari's eyes again flew open, needing release, feeling herself teeter on the edge of orgasm and slowly falling back from it.

"Nnnoooo! I need to cum! Please, please, please," Sylvari cried out, begging the demoness to continue.

"Ah ah, no. You don't get to deary, at least not from me. I just needed to make sure my eggs are inside of you, now I'm sure they are and ready to be laid. Your needs will do the rest, my little whore."

Slowly the red light began to dim and recede. Sylvari regained her self control as the heat and pleasure leaked away from her much to her anger.

"NO! Never, I won't do you're bidding! I'll resist you, I swear it," Sylvari called after the demonesses' presence. "You hear me! I'll resist you with every ounce of my being."

"You can resist all you want, honey. But it's not like I care. You're body has its needs and they'll get the better of you one day. Besides, I don't care if you go wild with debauched sex or not. I just gave you a gift and want to simply see what happens," the voice called back faintly. "All it takes will be one time, and I will win. Don't worry though; you'll be their goddess, not I."

Sylvari was once again alone in her room, left with herself in her new body. She looked down at herself and slowly prodded her stomach at where she had felt the tentacle withdraw to. She was covered in her own juices and sweat from the demonesses' second violation of her. However, Sylvari knew she had secretly enjoyed it. Being the play thing of something beyond her and of gaining the new powers that went with being a succubus. Sylvari also knew she had to resist, to control herself otherwise she would be no better than the horror that did this to her.