Better to Rule in Hell...

As the demon-squirrel thing disappears in a flash of light and a puff of sulphur and brimstone, you realize you did get your wish. You now have the body of a gorgeous woman -- one might say a "goddess" but, well... -- but with crimson red skin, jet-black hair in long waves down to the small of your back, and two large leathery wings emerging from near your shoulderblades. Not to mention the long, pointed tail coming from the end of your spine.

With a wicked grin of delight, you head for the bathroom to look in the mirror. Surprisingly, there isn't that much difference between your new face and your old one... Of course it's softer and more feminine (not to mention red...) but otherwise you could be your own sister.

Oh, and of course there's the glowing sulphuric yellow eyes, the fangs and the short blunt horns just behind your hairline...

"Oh, now this is gonna be fun..." you say to yourself.

But that brings up the rather obvious question...

What to do next?

Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)

You go off and have some fun. . .

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