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Part 1: Namia walked through the streets, just outside of the convention and her hotel. She had hopes of cosplaying a succubus this year and it would have been her first attempt at it. She had been as nervous as she was excited. That was, however, before the airline had lost her luggage that had her whole cosplay outfit in it. The convention started tomorrow and the odds of them finding her luggage before then was extremely low. Disappointed, but trying to stay positive, Namia continued her walk to try to brighten her sour mood. Seeing an antique store, she stopped in to see what was available. Small knickknacks lined the shelves and an elderly woman quietly stood behind the counter with a smile on her face. Namia smiled back before continuing to peruse. She passed by rusted toys, old kitchen gadgets, clocks, and books all covered in dust, but nothing really caught her eye. Just as she turned to leave, the elderly woman’s voice broke the silence of the store.
“Perhaps a pretty lady would be more interested in a pretty necklace?” the shop owner said with a grin. Namia wasn’t particularly carrying a large some of cash, and despite her better judgement, she decided to take a look. The shop owner brought out several incredibly old but beautifully ordained pieces of jewelry before grabbing a black leather choker with a large red gem. Namia’s eyes instantly fixated on the red gem, more for the size, but then its incredible luster. Unable to take her eyes away, the shop owner saw her opportunity for a sale and pounced, “The red of this gem would go wonderfully with your hair my dear!” Namia blinked, her trance broken. She focused back on the elderly shop owner and smiled before reluctantly admitting to the owner there was little chance she could afford such a gem right now. The sale was going perfectly according to the shop keepers plan. “I’ve had this for many years now, how about a pretty cheap price to go with it?” the shop owner said while looking right up into Namia’s eyes. The elderly lady whispered a price that was exactly as much Namia had brought with her. Shocked, Namia pulled back, but then looked at the necklace once more, feeling a strange longing for it. The old lady spoke up, trying to seal the deal, “It’s even been said to grant the wearer one wish!” she said with a chuckle. Namia almost rolled her eyes, but figured the shop keeper would never stop if she didn’t agree, so she did. “Wonderful!” the shop keeper yelled and held out a hand for her payment. As soon as the cash was in her register, the old lady reached out with the necklace to put it on Namia. Namia had been expecting it in a box or bag, but seeing the old woman’s desire to put the necklace on her, she reluctantly leaned down and obliged. Just as the stope owner clicked the clasps in place on chocker, a sense of calming washed over her. Maybe the necklace really was special, she thought with a smile, before saying her goodbyes and leaving. As Namia stepped outside, a warm breeze passing over. Maybe she’d get lucky with her luggage and she’d still get to cosplay tomorrow. Feeling hopeful, she grabbed a bite to eat before heading back to her hotel for the night.

Part 2: Full of good food, Namia changed into her night gown that she’d thankfully packed into her carry-on luggage and climbed into bed. Looking at the mirror across the room, she realized she was still wearing the choker she’d bought earlier. It fit so comfortably; it was almost as if it wasn’t there. The whole sequence of the antique store kind of felt like a strange dream. Unsnapping the choker, she set it gently down on her bedside table and a shimmer ran over the facets of the gem. Namia moved the choker around in the lamp light, trying to recreate unique shimmer, but the facets only reflected the light as normal. Thinking back on the antique store, Namia recalled the elderly shop owner’s words about it granting one wish. This time Namia really did roll her eyes at the thought. She’d walked right into that purchase and had barely even tried to resist. Even the gem on the choker was probably fake. Namia looked back at the choker, turning it in the light once more. Well, if it can grant one wish, I sure know what that would be, Namia thought to herself. Holding the necklace out, she looked directly into it and said out loud, “I wish I could cosplay a succubus at the convention tomorrow!” The silence in the room was deafening. Namia looked over at her cellphone, as if she half expected it to light up with a call from the airport about her lost luggage. A warm breeze blew in through the window and Namia let out a groan at how silly she felt. Hopefully no one else outside heard her. Carefully placing her new choker on her bedside table once more, Namia grumbled, fluffing the pillows before picking her favorite. Unsurprised at how effective the “free wish” was, but still disappointed, Namia turned out the lights, laid down and drifted off to sleep.

Part 3: Namia tossed and turned, her dreams filled with lustful encounters and sexual fantasies the likes she’d never imagined. Each scene that passed by drawing her more and more into its pleasurable story as someone was both being pleased and doing the pleasing with all manner of skills. Eventually she was no longer watching but the one participating in each new scene as it unfolded. Deep into her practically lucid dreams, Namia was surprised how real each of the dream felt and how much she couldn’t help but want more. As she slept through her pleasures, the choker’s gem started to glow brighter and brighter. Finally, a red aura slowly drifted out from the gem taking the shape of a curvy woman. The woman smiled deviously as her fingers danced around playing with Namia’s dreams making them more and more lustful with each passing hour.
“This one will do perfectly,” the aura of the succubus whispered with a lustfully seductive voice.

Part 4: As Namia woke up, her mind was flooded with the visions of last night’s lustful wet dreams. She grabbed her new choker and put it on before drinking some water from the sink and splashing some on her face, to try to clear her mind. As she started re-applying her makeup for the day, her mind wasn’t the only thing reeling from last night’s dreams. Her body was also buzzing with desires. She licked her lips and rubbed her legs together, unable to stop thinking about the vivid pleasures she’d experienced in her dream. After finishing her makeup, Namia sat down on the bed, her body interrupting her thoughts as it was steadily getting more turned on. As she sat trying to control herself, a warmth started to concentrate itself between her legs. Within minutes she was so wet, her panties could no longer hide it. It felt as though someone was playing with her, sensually teasing her sensitive pussy lips. Namia leaned back, breathing heavily, letting the experience take her for a ride. The pleasures downstairs grew stronger and stronger before finally someone or something interrupted her heavy panting. “Are you enjoying yourself my dear?” a seductive female voice softly whispered into her ear. Surprised, Namia looked in the direction of the voice to see a fiery floating apparition. “W-Who are you?” Namia asked.

“Why, I am here to fulfill the wish you desired,” the apparition said, as if it should have been obvious. Namia blinked, uncertain what to say, before finally managing to ask, “So, you found my luggage?” There was a long pause, before the echoey, joyful laugh of the apparition filled the room. Namia, unsure what else to do, giggled as well. After all, it was a rather silly thing to ask a floating apparition. Finally, the apparition calmed and asked, “You wished to cosplay a succubus, did you not?” Namia nodded in response. “Very well, then, we have no time to lose!” the apparition stated before adding, “There is only one condition I have before I can fulfill your wish.” Namia tilted her head in question, awaiting the condition. “You simply have to share and let me experience your wish with you,” the apparition stated. As the apparition spoke, Namia felt the warmth once again caress her body, spreading out from between her legs, up her body before stopping on her breasts, sending a pleasurable quiver up her spine. She gasped in delight, hardly considering the condition, instead thinking only of her cosplay fantasies being fulfilled and the feelings radiating through her body. “I agree,” Namia said between heavy breaths.

“Wonderful,” the apparition said seductively as it gently squeezed Namia breasts, making her quiver in delight once more and slowly began merging into Namia’s body.

Part 5: The gentle building warmth that had been slowly building in Namia’s body erupted like a torrent of flames and surged through her. Her skin tingled as pleasures danced between her legs. Surprised yet excited, Namia leaned back against the headboard of the bed to support herself. Ethereal flaming horns were slowly fading but still visible on either side of her head as the apparition’s merging with her echoed through her mind. “Just relax and enjoy the ride,” her voice said. Her voice was soothing and sensual making Namia feel both calm yet incredibly turned on. Namia could feel something happening to her body that she could only describe as rapidly growing with each expansion or growth felt like a building orgasm. She could feel pressures building in her breasts, her hips, as well as multiple between her legs. Her pussy lips were now so swollen and sensitive that even the rubbing of her panties between her puffy lips were sending waves of delight through her. Looking down she saw several additional nipples and a particularly large bulge forming near her crotch. Namia could also see her toes starting to change as well, some shrinking and some growing. Panting from pleasure, Namia spoke up between a wave of expansion and growth to ask, “Wh..what are you,” her whole body shook from an orgasm as she moaned before continuing her question, “doing to my b-body?” A wave of reassurance flowed through her mind as the apparition spoke again, her voice as smooth as silk, “Just having a little fun.” Namia could hear the smile in her words as another wave of pleasure rushed through her body.

Part 6: Namia’s body felt as though it was constantly edging an orgasm between pulses of transformation and would crest over each time her body would stretch and grow. The pressure that had been pushing out between her legs started pushing her lingerie away from her body making them tighter with each pulse of growth. The apparition continued to have fun with her, growing a full two extra sets of breasts on her, with each just as sensitive to touch as her original pair. Her feet continued to form into what looked like succubus hooves and her skin was slowly changing into a darker red hue. Namia could also feel a pressure pushing out from the sides of her head where the spectral horns had previously been. She could barely think between the waves of pleasure that were crashing through her body and the apparition inside her was enjoying each change right along with her. Namia could hear her moaning and panting that was slowing syncing up to the same cadence that Namia had. Namia was uncertain how far the changes would go, but each wave of orgasms that rushed through her made her care less and less. She was constantly yearning for the next pulse of transformative growth, as each felt more pleasurable than the last.

Part 7: Namia’s body stretched and grew faster with each passing minute. Each change was accompanied by a body shaking orgasm that nearly left her unable to move with the succubus apparition inside enjoying her transformation just as much as Namia. Their moans and heavy breathing now synced up as one which seemed to amplify the orgasmic effect. Namia’s shaft pressed out harder growing longer, stretching her panties to their limit before finally, *rrriiip*, and off they fell. Her growing shaft, no longer contained by her underwear, brought a small amount of relief from the onslaught of orgasms, but that was short lived. With her underwear now gone, Namia could also feel a new sensation swaying back and forth near her tailbone. Simply touching any of her breasts set off a pleasurable reaction that left Namia breathless. Rolling over, Namia propped herself up on a pillow trying to keep the weight off her, now six breasts, each of which continued to swell in size, filling rapidly. Her new cock was now leaking pre-cum at a surprising rate and didn’t seem to be slowing. With each orgasmic wave, it pumped out another spurt that started to puddle on the bed. The succubus inside her wanted nothing more than intense pleasure, but Namia, not being used to this seemed to be holding back. The succubus sensed this and spoke through her mind, “Now’s not the time to be embarrassed my New Toy, after all, your pleasures are just beginning.” Her voice once again seemed satisfied by Namia’s mental response and no sooner had she finished speaking did stronger waves of transformation rush through Namia’s body. Namia gasped in delight, shaking and quivering, letting the new pleasures flood through her. With a voice filled with exuberance, the succubus yelled, “Yes! Give in to it all, let my changes flow through you!”

Part 8: Now incapable of stopping the orgasmic waves rushing through her, each came faster and faster. Namia, panting and moaning, barely managed to move to the edge of the bed before her body once again stretched and grew. With her breasts and hip swelling and her now large shaft stretching even longer, Namia’s eyes rolled back as her whole body quivered once more, her moan echoing these pleasures as her voice shuddered. Pulse after pulse her shaft pumped out pre-cum at a rate that would put a normal orgasm to shame. Her hands clawed at the bed sheets as she felt her feet stretch and change more, now nearly completely resembling a succubus’s hooves. Her tail pushed its way farther out of her tailbone, increasing in length now that it was free of those silky undergarments. As Namia’s body changed, the intensity of the waves of orgasms continued to build right along with it. Almost as if each orgasm she’d experienced was nothing more than a precursor to what was to really…cum. Namia and the succubus transforming her felt another wave of growth building as both prepared to savor the moment, holding their breath, before finally shaking with orgasmic delight and loudly moaning, the sound echoing through the room and down the hotel hall.

Part 9: Huffing and moaning Namia brought herself up on to her knees, her head rolling back as another wave rushed through her. “I… I don’t think I can hold back… any longer,” Namia managed between breaths, speaking to the succubus inside her. “Hold back?!” the succubus said sounding shocked, “But why?” Namia moaned again shaking as her shaft stretched and grew to a shocking size. Looking down, she could see the pre-cum constantly dripping from its tip, and its massive veins pulsing with each beat of her transformation. Her body shook again, she was so close to whatever massive pleasurable event was nearing, but she still spoke up to answer the succubus, “The….the mess, I’m going to make a huge mess, I know it,” Namia said. She ran her hands up her body to her breasts, covering her puffy nipples in a vain attempt to keep them from spraying as they started to leak milk. An amused, sexy laugh echoed through her mind from the succubus before she finally responded, sounding almost devious, “You have no idea.”

Four apparition-like arms reached out from Namia’s back, each grabbing her last four breasts and causing a powerful surge of transformation to rush through Namia’s body. Namia gasped in joy, her eyes wide with surprise, as time seemed to stand still and a force like nothing she’d ever experienced started to build from the base of her shaft. She felt it pulse once and the orgasmic rush blew her away. Little did she know, it was just getting started. Another pulse, then another, each stronger than the last. Namia’s body felt frozen in a torrent of pleasures that left her unable to think. The only thing she wanted, no, needed was the peak of the orgasm that was about to crash into her. The succubus, feeling her acceptance, settled in to enjoy the ride. Namia’s shaft pulsed again and again, the orgasms ravaging her body before finally a torrent of cum erupted from its tip. Namia’s eyes rolled back and her tongue lolling out as cum splattered all over the wall of the room. She came over and over again, each equally as strong as the last. Namia wanted nothing more than it to never stop as her body quivered and shook in pure bliss.

Part 10: As the waves of orgasms stared to slow, Namia looked to her right at the full body mirror and her new, still changing, body in full for the first time. Gingerly, she stood, carefully avoiding the massive puddle of cum she’d sprayed all over the floor and with shaky legs, walked toward the mirror. Her new shaft and her six breasts hung heavily from her, swaying back and forth as she took first steps on her new hooves. As Namia arrived at the mirror, she braced herself on the sink, looking at her new face. The skin was still slowly changing to the red hue of the succubus accompanied by small hums of pleasure that radiated through her. She opened her mouth, inspecting her forked tongue and sharp teeth, then ran her hands over her horns. Namia was in awe at what had happened and the succubus inside her radiated a smug and proud emotion. Namia cleared her head and finally spoke to the succubus, “I don’t think I can attend the convention like this.”
The succubus was flabbergasted and only managed a shocked, “Why!?” Namia calmed herself which also helped calm the succubus inside her and responded, “To be honest, no one these days has 6 breasts and a massive horse cock. I’ll stand out in all the wrong ways.” The succubus still dumbfounded replied, “And to think, this form was all the rage when I got to play with the old gods. Humans these days are so boring.” Namia, unsure what to say, shrugged but agreed based on the delights she’d just experienced. Nothing else could even compare. The succubus sighed, and then seemed to give in to Namia’s concerns. “Very well, I’ll make some adjustments. Brace yourself,” the succubus said as a shiver of pleasure once again rippled up Namia’s spine. She bit her lip, savoring the transformation feeling, it would never get old.

Part 11: Instantly Namia felt her body start to change as her memories were teased with things that felt like little taps as the succubus looked through her mind for what was considered attractive in the current time. The succubus was surprised, at how difficult it was to find a single answer, but settled on what she liked the most. Namia had almost made it back to the bed before she felt another wave of changes surge through her. There was a pulling feeling on both her four new breasts and her shaft and balls as both started to shrink in size. But where some things shrank, her normal breasts and hips both pressed outwards, expanding in size. Namia, stabilized on the bench at the base of the bed quivering once more as delights flowed through her as she changed. The pressure in her breasts grew larger along with their size. Just how large was the succubus going to make them? They were already huge! I light chuckle rippled through her mind just before a wave of orgasms crashed into Namia causing her to moan again, almost as if to tell her to keep quiet. More than willing to oblige, Namia gave into the waves of pleasure as the succubus continued to work her transformative magic.

Part 12: Namia’s hips and primary breasts grew larger and larger as her vagina was returned to its shaftless state and her six breasts returned to the normal two. Panting from the changes, Namia opened her eyes as a lull in the waves finally came. Looking into the mirror she was blown away. In her eyes, her body was the pinnacle of curvy perfection. Her breasts, large and perky, way larger than what she used to be, gently swayed back and forth as she turned her torso from side to side inspecting them. Namia ran her hands down her waist to her hips, letting them caress the perfect curvature. Turning, she inspected her ass, putting her hands below her cheeks and giving them a light jiggle and watching the bounce ripple through. Her skin finally finished changing to the dark red hue of the succubus and she watched as the succubus made little changes here and there, slightly lengthening her now dark black hair and making her eyebrows fuller so they would stand out. Namia smiled, more pleased with her appearance than she’d ever been as her tail swayed and flicked back and forth, echoing her thoughts. “It’s perfect,” she finally managed as she continued to stare at her new body in the mirror. A swell of pride at a job well done emanated from the succubus within her. Suddenly Namia remembered she didn’t have an outfit to wear with her new body, let alone one that would do it justice. However, a reassuring tsk sound, came from the succubus as if it was of no concern. “I can handle that with ease,” she said before continuing, “but you’ll owe me more pleasures.” Namia thought back on the sensual bliss she’d experienced over the last few hours and she wanted nothing more than to experience it again. Looking in the mirror, she nodded with a smile that looked a little too devious to be her own. Was it just her new appearance throwing her off or was it something more? Lustful thoughts similar to her dreams began dancing through her mind, turning her on, as she started preparing for the convention. She was so turned on and so ready to show the world her new self, that any concerns she had didn’t seem to matter anymore. Namia was ready to start this new life with her new body and she’d enjoy every single lustful second of it.

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