Jim felt reasonably reassured when he saw the breasts retracting to nothingness, but he still had to wonder why he had so much new man-junk down there.
"At last I will tell you what is going on," the Demoness mused within his head. "I enjoy sharing my femininity with your mortal females -- but I can't stand their delusions any longer. They drive themselves to neurosis and unhappiness always moaning about their need for LOVE. But they don't need LOVE at all -- they simply never had their brains properly fucked out by demonic power. I brought you to my dungeon because I know you will be my perfect instrument for proving me right. You will appear to women and you will challenge their loyalty to mere love, when they can betray that for a supreme ecstasy."
"You can't do this to me!" Jim whispered.
"I didn't choose you on some mere whim. Good luck!" Her cackling filled his mind, then ended.
"Mmmmm!" murmured Sharon as she began to awake. She cuddled closer to his upper body.
Jim looked her over. She was so beautiful, and such a fine friend -- he felt ashamed that her slim-chestedness had been on his mind when he had asked the Demoness for big breasts, though preferably on the Demoness and not him.
"Mmm, Jim, I'm going to want to talk with you about something today," said Sharon. "I love being able to talk with you. But it's nothing serious, it can wait. We have the whole day ... I was thinking of a picnic, maybe?"
Jim ground his molars, as he felt a slight twitching of life -- and sexual curiosity -- in each of his new twelve phalluses. "That sounds nice," was all he could think of to say.
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