Disclaimer: Intense sexual scenarios and graphic language.
Selene’s headache was worsening. She was already angry with herself that she had to ask help from a skogsra, much less from her sister. Stupid Nyssa. And now she was summoned in front of a campfire in Goddess knows where instead of being able to look for her missing girlfriend.
“Holy shit, it works,” a man said. Who were these people? Swingers? Small group of friends. College kids maybe. The man who had summoned her had a distant haze in his eyes as he took another hit of whatever was in his pen. Another smaller, yet stockier man in a plaid shirt with messy hair looked uncomfortable, looking away from her. Not out of lust but jealousy. Heh, denial beard. Selene saw the shape of her soul. Smothered, yet crying out. Oh she would make for a beautiful woman, and there was nothing for her to be jealous of. She had bigger tits than Selene.
The blonde woman to her right was high maintenance, maybe too high maintenance. Fake nails, fake lashes, not like there was anything wrong with that. But the look, it seemed practiced, bordering on routine. The makeup nearly concealed her exhausted eyes. She sat up in, eyeing Selene in shock, but Selene looked at the way she leaned into the woman next to her. Interesting. Her...no his soul was screaming as well. Sadly, there was nothing she could do about him. Handsome soul.
Another man sat to the right of them both. Also, ordinary. Nothing she could sense. Head buried in his hoody. His soul wasn't screaming but she could feel the sorrow from here. Another woman? No…maybe something else. None of them were Amelia, and her head pounded.
“Why have you summoned me?” she asked, her eyes flickering as the fire left her fingertips, encircling them. They wouldn't burn but it would definitely make them think twice about trying to compel her. “You,” she said to the man who’d summoned her as he took another hit. “You don’t want sex. You want affection so why did you summon me?”
The man’s face paled, and he stammered, “I didn’t think it would work. It was Andrew’s idea. I was just trying to make things interesting, but…damn that’s not cool.”
“Shit, I just outed you.” Selene pressed her hand to her face. “My sister’s right. I am bad at this. Listen. I’m just trying to get back to my girlfriend. Can you tell me where I am?”
“Watkins Glen State Park,” the sad one in the hoody mumbled.
“Upstate New York.” Selene groaned. “Goddamnit. I’ll never make it back.”
“Want to join in, smoke a bowl with us?” hoody asked.
“I can’t. My girlfriend’s been abducted. I…”
Hoody stood, reaching out a hand escorting Selene over the flames, unafraid, nodding as they offered their spot. Was this another succubus? Incubus? Fae? No, but the shape of their soul was very calming, sweet. Too sweet for this world.
“My name’s Jeremy,” hoody said. “That’s Todd, the one who summoned you. Emily…”
“That’s a pretty name,” Selene said to the woman mumbling some sort of prayer to herself and who looked up at her in shock.
“That’s Emily,” hoody said not missing a beat pointing to the man with the long nails.
“Oh, sorry.”
“That’s…Andrew,” he said, pointing to the praying woman.
It was wrong. All wrong. Jeremy stood up and sat next to Todd, brushing against his shoulders before laying a land on his back. Todd nodded, and then inhaled deeply.
Selene had never seen this many shapes so smothered in one group. Especially Jeremy's. Nyssa would have known what to do, though she probably would have created a harem.
“Are you really a demon?” Emily whispered.
“Yeah. Emily is it? Let’s take a walk.”
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” Andrew said.
“Fine, you can come too.”
"I promise your friends will be fine," she added.
"Very reassuring," Todd mumbled but they could not leave, not with the fire. Without a moment to spare, Selene stepped down the hill and into the brush. A quick glance, she spotted Jeremy’s head resting on Todd’s shoulder. Cute. Her head was pounding as she walked away from the fire. She heard quick steps and smelled them coming after from behind. Andrew, a mix of lilac and tantrum vanilla. Emily, a mix of green grass and mint cedar. She shook her head as she stole into the woods.
Selene raised a hand and the mosquitos around her died. No interference would be had while she was having a serious conversation. She was meaning to talk to Emily first, and then Andrew separately. New things ahead. Gotta get myself out of my comfort zone I suppose.
Emily faced her, arms crossed but not impatient. A bit wary, but that was normal. Selene exhaled and she knew this was the right thing to do. “So...um Emily is it? Truth is I'm not just a demon. I'm a succubus. I can change bodies so the soul can rest easily. And I've seen yours, as invasive as that sounds. And I can’t give you what you want,” Selene blurted out. “I wish I could, but I’m not capable. I can only steal away masculinity. But I can’t give it to you. I don’t know how.” Yeah. Good plan Selene. Pull the one person you can't help and lecture them on what you could give them, teasing it right before their eyes. Fabulous.
Emily as she suspected was angry, her soul still screaming out.
“What the hell are you talking about?” This wasn’t the right way to go about it. Andrew was still looking at her feet.
“But I know an incubus who can give you what you want? I just…” That screaming would not stop. She needed it to stop. She needed to find Amelia. Needed to get away from here. “I can’t do it here.”
Emily’s eyes widened. “Why would I want anything to do with a demon? Why did you call me here.”
“Can you take my masculinity away from me?” Andrew interrupted, and just for a second the screaming stopped.
“I can.”
“Andrew?” Emily softened, and Selene could sense him wanting to shield her, protect her. "Is that something you want?"
"Emily, I'm," tears began to bud in her eyes. "I know it sounds crazy but I'm a woman," Andrew continued. "I know I am one and it's been eating me away inside for so many years. Goddamn. I never thought I would say that." Emily held Andrew, eyes still glancing at me. "I noticed it more when I went through puberty, a horrible sense of wrongness. I wish I had known earlier that we could switch but I would do anything...anything to take that deal."
“Andrew…” Emily froze. “You can’t trust her.”
"Anything, but murder...probably not that...or a lot of things."
"There is no contingency on this deal. No offer or sacrifice you will have to make. This is what I'm made for."
"Okay," Andrew said. "It's a deal."
"Andrew you can't."
Selene moved forward and kissed Andrew deeply, moving the heat into her body. She felt a flare from Emily’s soul and leaped back. Jealousy. She yelped, slapping at her skin. Emily wrapped his hands around Andrew’s body as if shielding her from Selene.
“Interesting…” She had to make the decision but Emily was making this difficult. Fuck it. It was time to try something new. "Emily, trust me."
"I can't."
That screaming grew louder.
Andrew closed her eyes holding Emily closely to her side. "Please, Emily. I can tell. Aren't you tired of being something you aren't, playing a role."
"I've been miserable for so long," Emily said. "I've dreamt of being a man, god it sounds stupid, but I still don't know. I've never tried to be masculine. Maybe I just need to try being a tomboy or something."
"I can always change you back?"
"Okay," he said faintly. "Okay...let's...let's do it. I mean, I...if it works give it a shot. I can't live like this anymore," he admitted.
"If it's any consolation your soul is already that of a man, and I'm not sure if this will work but I have to try," she said. Selene moved forward and pressed her lips to Emily’s, passing Andrew’s heat to her. And then she kissed Andrew again, passing Emily’s heat to her. Selene had never done this before but Amelia had taught her that she could defy the rules when she tried.
She kissed Andrew passionately and held the heat coil in her mouth before kissing Emily and then vice versa. She did this a few more times, letting the heat trail over them before she held each of their hands and then allowed them to hold each other’s. Both tore at their clothes, eager to get them off.
Selene let her tongue trail along Andrew’s nipples slowly and then more intense as they grew stiff. She then guided Andrew to Emily’s nipples as she nipped at sucked. Emily let out a moan. Andrew’s areolas widening while Emily’s diminished. It was working. Selene poured any emotion, any passion at seeing the transformation starting to work into her next kiss along Andrew’s lips as they started to plump, then her nose –almost stayed the same but became slightly more upturned. Her jawline softened. Selene murmured into her lips, looking into Andrew’s eyes as they shifted to a lighter color, the area beneath, just around the cheeks softening. Her eyes full and alluring. Selene kissed downwards as her eve’s apple sank and retreated.
Emily leaned in stole another kiss. His breasts diminishing, receding into pectorals. His Adam’s apple becoming more pronounced. His face becoming angular, yet still pretty. A strong jaw.
Andrew’s breasts grew and rounded pushing out, past BB cups and into CC’s. “Still bigger than mine,” Selene mumbled. Her shoulders slimming, her belly taking on a little more fat, hips jutting out, curves finding their way with a little thickness. Plump thighs. Andrew nodded as Emily pulled down Andrew’s pants leaving her straining clit as she began to trail her tongue up and down, the appendage shrinking, until it nestled between her legs in between her lips.
Emily kissed around her thighs even as his cock pushed out between his legs, thickening with need. Andrew dripping with arousal. Andrew taking him into her mouth, sucking with mindless abandonment.
Andrew moaned out lost in the throes of loving her new voice; Selene could tell. Lost in the throes of him getting hard for her. Holding her head close. Moaning out her name. The screaming of their souls had stopped and a different sort of timber had replaced their anguish.
Selene crawled forward and placed the finishing touches on their lust. She crawled between Andrew’s legs and lapped at her sweet pussy, as it dripped on her tongue. She sucked on her clit and then moved to Emily. Joining Andrew who nearly had him in her throat, she crawled forward and pressed her lips to his, letting him taste her.
Emily grunted as she came, and Andrew couldn’t take it all. She stood back, shocked watching as she was covered in his seed. She sat back. She was positively giddy. A bit disgusted at the mess but she was giggling, seeming overly pleased, humming to herself.
“Okay, okay, what the fuck?” Emily said, holding a hand to his throat, apparently surprised by his voice. Andrew couldn’t stop staring at him, and Selene realized she wanted him again. Down girl.
“You’re actually a demon? I mean I thought you were but you…”
“She’s a succubus,” Andrew said, smiling, playing with her hair. Selene could tell that she loved it. “Goddamn, Emily you’re so fucking hot.”
Emily seemed to like that as he began to harden again. “How is this possible?” he asked trying to steady his resolve.
“I’m not sure,” Selene said. “I just saw the shape of your souls was wrong and I wanted to see if I could transfer her masculine energy to you.”
“I’m a dude,” Emily said. “I’m supposed to be a woman. I think…but this...this feels right.”
Had she done something wrong? Had she cracked an egg without permission? What would Amelia think? Amelia. Her heart hurt.
“I…shit…I’m not supposed to want this.” Emily looked as if he was about to fall to pieces. Andrew held his hand. “I was supposed to take this to the grave.”
“That would be unwise,” Selene said.
“Unwise,” Emily said laughing bitterly. “I was never supposed to have this. How could I wish on a miracle? What will my parents say? Shit.”
Shit. Selene hadn’t thought of that.
Andrew squeezed Emily’s hand harder.
“I can…I can change you back. I’ll find a way.”
“No,” Emily said, his answer surprising himself. “Please don’t,” he whispered.
Andrew hummed happily as Emily held her closely.
“I should have asked this before, but do you have new names in mind?”
“Lily,” the new girl said, not missing a beat as she kissed the new man on the chin.
“I don’t know. I never thought I would get this far,” he said as he held Lily tighter, anchoring himself, a desire growing to protect this woman. “How bout Aiden.” He exhaled. “I…thank you, Selene.”
She nodded.
Lily kissed him again. “You said you needed to get your girlfriend where do you need to go. We can drive you?” Lily said.
“In the middle of the night?”
“She just saved my life, Aiden,” and the new man looked like he was lost in thought. “And yours. I will be in your service forever, mistress.”
“Um is that required,” Aiden said hesitantly. “Mistress.”
“No, it’s not,” Selene said quickly, her mind wandering, thinking again of Amelia. “I appreciate the enthusiasm, but that’s not needed.”
“What do we tell our friends?” Aiden said.
“They’ll understand, although they might not like seeing us naked.”
“I would offer you my old clothes but your boobs are bigger than mine were,” Aiden said blushing.
“Oh well,” Lily said already putting on Aiden’s old clothes, her hips barely fitting into Aiden’s old jeans.
Aiden tried not to stare as she tried to fit into his old bra. “Those jeans. They suit you.”
“Do they?” Lily blushed. “Where did you say you were from?”
“Hell,” Aiden said. “She’s from hell.”
“Not exactly.”
Lily rolled her eyes, and then asked. “Where’s your girlfriend?”
“I’m not sure,” I mumbled. “Somewhere in NYC.”
“Okay, mistress. We’ll give you a lift. Let’s go,” she said grabbing Aiden’s hand and starting up the hill.
Selene sighed, and followed after. “How does Nyssa deal with this every time?”
Lily wasted no time dragging Aiden out as they stepped into the fire light. Jeremy and Todd were curled up by the fire, but sat up quickly as they saw Selene. She could still hear the screaming coming from across the fire. Todd was still high but stared at the couple that emerged from the woods. Jeremy didn’t seem to notice until Lily spoke.
“There’s something I want to tell you both. I’m a woman.”
“No shit.”
“No, I like…fuck…I was your friend. Andrew.”
“You’re serious,” Jeremy said, yawning. “Funny.”
“Is this a joke? Lemme guess. You must be Emily then,” Todd said looking at Aiden. “Okay, now what did you do with our friends. Good prank. I was suspicious with all of the effects and you getting me to summon a demon, but now I get it. Alright. Emily! Andrew!”
“It’s true, okay. We’ve changed. It was Selene. Listen,” he said turning to Selene. “I’m thankful. Selene saved our lives.”
Todd’s eyes narrowed. “Okay, this isn’t funny.”
“Todd, do you remember that one night when you threw up in Jeremy’s shoes because you were drunk and you told me not to tell anyone.”
“Hey I thought that was Mike. I kicked him out of the party for that one,” Jeremy mused.
“How much did they pay for you to say that?” Todd said.
“Jeremy, Todd, c’mon you know it’s me.” Aiden decided to step around the fire and put his hand on the boys’ shoulders until realizing that his hold on Jeremy was a bit off balance. Jeremy seemed to shrink into his hoody a bit. As he took it off Selene watched as he looked down at his hands which were more lithe, delicate. Nails long, neatly trimmed. His hair had grown out, had a bit of shine and gloss to it. He looked more feminine. Way more feminine. The sadness dispersed slowly from his shape. He smiled. As he stood up. He’d realized he’d shrunk a bit.
A concerned look appeared on Todd’s face, but Jeremy rested a hand on Todd’s shoulder, and emanating from him was a calming feeling, as if he was soothing his friend. Selene could sense it from here. Jeremy was dangerous, and she didn’t know why.
“So, succubi do exist?” Jeremy said.
“That’s besides the point,” she said while Aiden had backed up, looking at his hands. Lily moved forward and started to braid her friend’s hair while Todd glanced up, stared at his weed pen, and tossed it into the woods.