A Devil’s Revenge (Sort Of) - Part 1

In collaboration with drac9999.

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“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this”, said Ean as he lit up the candles that were placed around a circle drawn with ashes. “Well, I wasn’t joking when I said I would do this. After this, we should be able to get revenge on those who've wronged us” said Derek as he spoke to his friend in an overly dramatic way, but this wasn’t a one-time thing, as he had always been this way throughout his entire life. Despite being 20 years old, it seemed he still hadn’t gotten over his edgy phase, partially due to his great interest in black magic that he had developed thanks to his morbid curiosity.

“Alright, hopefully that’s the case”. Ean was almost the complete opposite of Derek attitude wise, being a lot shyer and calmer, but still sharing that same passion for the forbidden. “Those assholes will suffer for what they’ve done to us!”. Derek continued to spread the ash to complete the scene for a ritual, expecting to get revenge on people who mistreated him. His words might make you think that he has lost everything due to someone or a group of people, but in reality, the worst he has suffered was him getting slapped in the face in high school by bullies who mocked his nerdy interest and over the top phrasing of things.

Ean knew that Derek wasn’t exactly in the right state of mind, but he also didn’t want to dump this friendship he had built for such a long time, feeling the obligation to comply with his plan, after all, it was all going to be for nothing, because magic isn’t real, right?

After they finished setting the scene, Derek stood in the middle while Ean stood outside of the circle, with a book with a black cover on his hand. “I’m ready, Ean. Recite the ritual”. Ean would follow his orders, although growing nervous at the sight of the ash starting to bright up in a red color but continued the ritual to not disappoint Derek. After reciting the whole thing, Ean would protect his eyes as a bright red light engulfed Derek, screams coming from it, with him being scared for his friend’s life.

Derek’s eyes would become pitch black, before his pupils would return while becoming light blue and emitting a faint glow from them, but nothing in comparison to the crimson beam of light he was engulfed in. Although manly screams could be heard, they would sometimes be mixed or outright replaced with the screams and even moans of a woman. The original intention was to harness the power of an ancient demon, but so far, this didn’t align with what was promised in the book.

Derek’s lanky body would gain a bit of shape, as his arms and legs bulked up ever so slightly, but not without the skin around those areas shifting towards a crimson red color, with his veins bulging as if his limbs had grown to great proportions. His hands shrunk in size, and his nails would increase in length, gaining a dark shade of red and becoming incredibly sharp in the process. Maybe the ritual had worked out after all.

The rest of his skin began matching the color of his limbs, not only that, but a tail would also emerge right above his ass, the screams and moans intensifying as he became more demon-like. Speaking of, his ears were being stretched, becoming incredibly large and pointy as he was overwhelmed with loud sounds, despite not much going on that would cause such intense feeling, unaware of the drastic change of sensitivity of the new set of ears.

The loudest scream came out of his now plump lips as a pair of black horns began emerging out of his skull. That must’ve certainly been painful, but something that didn’t involve any pain was his hair inverting its color, becoming completely white before it bloomed out of his head, bangs covering his forehead and the rest made its way down to his now demonic looking tail.

All the features so far seemed to indicate that he was becoming a demon, but more specifically, a demoness. Why? Because his face, setting aside any devilish features, resembled that of a woman, and the ritual supposedly summoning an ancient demon, Derek’s body lacked any facial or any sharp features that could pertain to an older man, but perhaps the representation in the book was just incorrect.

His dick and balls would be pushed back into his body, this time, a loud feminine moan could be heard rather than a scream. In that moment, he experienced not pain, but rather, an incredible amount of pleasure as he had a powerful orgasm, but instead of his thick, creamy semen shooting out of his cock, he would instead feel liquids gushing out of his tight vagina.

Derek’s masculine voice could barely be heard every now and then, but the feminine yet mature voice prevailed, seemingly marking the end of her masculinity. After this, her abdomen would begin to burn intensely, as the crimson-colored chest would begin to develop a pair of tits, a set of breasts that would blow up to great proportions in a matter of seconds. A similar sensation coursed through her thighs and ass before they too began fattening up at a rapid rate. Her hips would crack as they doubled in width, giving room to a large thigh gap, but one that would close as her thighs became incredibly thick and meaty. Derek’s ass and tits kept on inflating like water balloons, her current clothes struggling to keep her giant assets in place, with her pants starting to rip alongside her boxers while her shirt acted more like a tank top that only served the purpose of covering her erect nipples and their sizeable areolas.

“D-Derek?! Are you alright?”. Ean rushed towards his friend as the light began to fade away, beginning to reveal Derek’s new physique, one that had completely torn apart her clothes. Ean gasped at the sight, as not only was he looking at the panting demoness lying on the floor, but also her incredibly huge tits that were the size of beach balls. “Derek?! Is that really you? Oh god, I knew this was a bad idea! I’m- I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have-” “Shut up!”. A demonic yet womanly voice shouted at him, obeying the order as he got closer to this devilish friend. “A-Are you okay?...”. “Yes… I feel… better than ever! Just give me a moment”. After a couple of minutes, Derek’s breathing relaxed and she managed to get up, although with some assistance from Ean, as she was of course not used to the massive shift in weight due to her massive melons.

She immediately got to testing what this body was capable of, grabbing random items and trying to rip, crush and break them, finding success in every case, demonstrating the great strength she possessed despite the smaller grip. She would continue doing other things, like testing her immunity to fire, highly sensitive hearing ability and more, all while Ean saw in awe at such feats, something within him waking up as he admired her demonic yet womanly shape, one that paired with his friend’s attitude, made a perfect candidate to be dominated by.

“So… what’s next?” Asked Ean as Derek stood there doing nothing. “Hmmm, how about I… reward you? You helped me achieve this body, so how about I test some of the more - womanly features?”. Ean blushed, not saying anything as his arousal said yes, but the fact that it was still his friend made his mind say no. “Yes, or no?! Say something you dumbass!”. “Y-Yes! Derek… I-I’d like that, for sure”. “That’s more like it. It’s Devora, by the way, not Derek. Pull down your pants and let’s have some fun together~ Let’s see what a human cock can do to please this body”.