Two weeks ago:
"So, let me get this straight..." Dr Kate Summers stood before the whiteboard, pen in hand, her feline tail swishing impatiently behind her. She turned to look at the two women standing beside her: Ms Belle Davis, 2B Lab's design expert, and Ms Zora Leold, their latest client. The young woman had come to them looking for something that would significantly change her look and, worse, she wanted it to be a surprise. "You're looking for something that's 'cool', 'rocking' and makes you look ‘badass'?" the catgirl spoke, pointing out the only three words that had been written on the whiteboard after hours of consultation.
"Pretty much, yeah..." Zora nodded, running a hand through her unkempt hair, solid black fading into vibrant purple tips. Kate sighed a little, thinking. At least Zora's hair gives her some idea what colours she'd enjoy.
While Kate huffed, Belle stood in thought. Glancing back and forth between Zora and the whiteboard, a smile grew across her face, eyes wide with excitement and possibility. "I think... I might just have an idea..."
One week ago:
"...w-what do you think?" Belle asked, smiling at Kate, eyes wide and hopeful. Though nervous, pride was written across her face. The wall of her studio was covered in sketches and concepts, photos and references, all framed around Zora's treatment. It had become something of a pet project for Belle, a chance to show the sort of things she could do, working hard to make sure every detail was absolutely perfect. Even now
Kate's ears twitched idly as she took it all in, eyes dancing from concept to concept, appreciating the beauty of Belle’s design. It was going to be tough work to tailor the treatment to work in all the details, and to have them all happen so rapidly, but both of them knew the result would be worth it. Slowly, a smile spread across her face.
"It's perfect."
Today:
Zora sat impatiently on the bed of the treatment room, legs swinging idly beneath her. She looked across at her reflection, wondering just how much she was going to change. Zora had seen the photos of other clients and knew just how much 2B Labs could change a person, even turning them into a living vehicle. For the first time, Zora worried if she shouldn't have asked for a complete surprise, visions of becoming some sort of... rocking horse made of ice.
Zora had been offered some lab-issue clothes, a pristine white t-shirt and leggings, but had turned them down. Compared to her tank-top and jeans, both seemed really light and loose, the material seemingly able to stretch to accommodate any… expansion of the wearer. “If I’m going to get larger…” Zora thought to herself, “I want to feel it.”
She glanced to the side, looking over at where Dr Summers stood behind her, busying away with something. All Zora could hear were papers being shifted about, the rustle of plastic, the occasional plink of something dropping into a cup. Zora sighed, getting a feeling she’d need to sign something else before she could get the treatment.
After what seemed like an age, Kate turned around, tail swishing behind her. Sure enough, in her hands she carried a small plastic cup and a clipboard. Zora slumped a little, eyeing up the stack of paperwork, the catgirl smirking a little in response.
“Don’t worry, the paperwork is for me, these are for you,” Kate grinned wider, and for a moment Zora was convinced she saw feline fangs lining her mouth, before Zora’s attention was drawn back to the small cup in her outstretched hand. Inside, resting innocuously in the bottom, were three gel capsules, glittering purple and green in the bright lights of the lab.
“A new method we’re trying. Should be absorbed more quickly into your body than the old pills, no more awkwardly waiting around to change,” Kate continued, already taking notes on her clipboard, “we wanted to make sure your changes happened at once, so nothing ruined the surprise, and Belle helped make sure they were... pretty.”
Zora tilted the cup back and forth, looking down at the capsules, quickly tipping the pills into her mouth and swallowing. She watched Kate’s tail shift a little, surprise in the sudden motion, the scientist not expecting Zora to have swallowed them quite so suddenly. Most clients took a while to consider whether they were ready; what the pills might do to them; if they would even work. Zora just happened to be a lot more adventurous than most people.
The pills tumbled through her body, dissolving into her stomach, a flow of chemicals quickly dispersing through her body. Her heart fluttered for a moment, a slight rush of adrenaline. Whether it was excitement or something in the pills, she couldn’t tell, but she could already feel a warming buzz through her body. Her pounding heart carried the treatment through her body, reaching every cell in a matter of seconds. Kate stepped back a little, not wanting to miss a moment of Zora’s rapid change.
Warmth continued to build, accompanied by a tightening feeling across Zora’s body. Her skin grew tough and taut, smoothing out, imperfections and hairs vanishing into nothing while her skin started to darken. At first, it was just her veins standing out, purple against her pale skin, but the colouring quickly spread across her body like spilt in, the swirling patterns quickly coalescing into a solid sheen of purple. Zora looked down, staring at her arms, her skin gleaming in the light, then back up at her reflection. Her eyes stood out in stark contrast, the emerald of her eyes growing wickedly bright, almost glowing, while the whites of her eyes darkened to a murky green.
Strength surged in her body, muscles aching for a brief moment as they swelled, growing firm and toned under her body. More adrenaline rushed through her though this time she was sure it was from excitement, the thrill of her stronger body. A sexier body.
More extreme changes started to take hold across her body, inhuman features making themselves known. Pressure built under her skin, a strain on her temple, something pushing out from her shoulder blades, her spine pressing against her skin. They flowed out as one, making it difficult for Zora to focus on any one of them, eyes darting across her reflection in the mirror.
Skin split painlessly at the sides of her head, the pressure released as budding horns pushed her hair aside, the deep purple tips steadily arching upwards, curling towards each other as they grew. Carefully, Zora reached up to feel them growing, the ridged surface brushing against her fingertips as they continued to push upwards.
Her shoulder blades shifted, the alien sensation of something shifting under her skin as new muscles and bones grew, knitting together with nerves and veins. Formless still, they pushed against her skin, catching against the straps of her tank top. Further down, her spine continued to grow longer, vertebra and vertebra forming and attaching to the last, deep purple skin growing to cover the lengthening tail, nudging Zora’s shorts downwards slightly to made room for its widening base.
Zora’s eyes grew wide, losing track of where to focus her attention, though she could easily guess exactly what she was becoming: a demon. A very sexy demon. No, a succubus! She smirked, catching a glimpse of a pointed fang, standing proud against amethyst lips. Her tongue shifted about, twitching as it grew longer, forcing her to open her mouth. Her tongue tumbled out, splitting into a forked tip as it rested over her pointed teeth, tinged purple like the rest of her.
The weight of her horns grew heavy on her head, thick and sturdy and perfect for butting a few heads, if it called for it, though a few other uses came to mind. Her wings grew heavier still, making Zora all the more grateful for her stronger muscles. They twitched behind her, starting to unfold, tough and elastic skin stretching out between the fingers.
“Don’t try to think too hard about moving them, it’ll come naturally in a few moments,” Kate spoke, remembering her first experiences with a feline tale, though Zora was too focussed on her own changes to hear.
Flapping her wings about experimentally, feeling air pushing against them and the thrill of having wings, Zora missed her tail growing longer. Running along the bed, growing heavier as it seemed to push its way out of her body, sliding towards the edge of the bed until it fell. The sudden weight swinging down tugged Zora backwards and out of her daze, the tip landing on the cold ground with a TWACK.
Zora yelped and instinctively coiled the tail up around herself, almost protectively, the tip resting gently in her lap. Its growth complete, the tapered tip started to flatten out, flesh branching out into a perfect spade shape.
“Wow,” Zora gasped, her wings extending out behind her, the light filtering through bathing her in an orange glow. She hopped off the bed, looking down over her purple body, wondering if it was her imagination or her breasts had grown firmer. Looking down over her body, it was hard to deny how good she looked, the dark allure of a succubus.
“56 seconds… faster than I thought,” Kate smiled to herself, tucking away the stopwatch and scribbling another note. “How do you feel?” She asked, looking up at Zora, maintaining her composure in the face of Zora’s sexier body even if her tail had other ideas, swaying energetically behind her.
“I’m a badass succubus! How do you think I feel?” Zora replied, conscious of the effect she was having on Kate, walking slowly over. She’d looked like this for mere seconds, and already she was feeling more confident, more playful, and felt like teasing the scientist a little. Her forked tail moved around her, a dark mirror to Kate’s feline tail.
“Yes, well,” Kate began, unconsciously stepping back, “you might look like a dem-”
“Succubus,” Zora replied quickly, stepping closer, feeling the warmth building up in her body again.
“You might look like a succubus, but you don’t actually have any magic powers,” Kate replied, realising too late she’d backed into the wall. Zora closed the distance, her bat-like wings practically enveloping the two.
“Oh, I’m sure I can change your mind…”