You were hesitant to proceed with an experimental and transformative trial, but the fat paycheck tempted you in the end.  Now in the body of a sultry succubus, you decide to take the plunge into the second trial-- all for the sake of your wallet, right?  (MTF succubus caption, leads to hetero encounter)


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Story Text:


“This is the second phase of the trial. As you passed the first phase with flying colors, you will be rewarded for your continued research if you choose to continue.” As the man with the lab coat spoke, you eyed him suspiciously. They were truthful regarding your payment; your fat bank account confirmed that much. What was one more round of ‘research’? 

“I have already come this far," you muttered. Before all of this began, you had been a scrawny male. Now, you were a voluptuous and sultry succubus. You vividly recall your insides swirling and bubbling with insatiable heat, your ass and hips expanding while your waist pulled inward. You wanted to scream in protest at the time, but your lewd, feminine cries were ones of sheer bliss. The sensation of your tits growing while your genitals receded into a feminine flower was a level of pleasure you'd not soon forget. You had also quickly grown fond of your prehensile and dextrous tail.

Sitting in the nude while being looked over by the man didn’t phase you. If anything, you felt a sense of power. Your mental state had changed so much. “What's next?" You ask softly, tilting her head.

“We are going to test your response to sexual stimulation.” He said matter-of-factly while taking off his white jacket and unbuttoning his shirt. You saw a noticeable bulge pressing against the crotch of his slacks and couldn't help but feel a flush of confused arousal.

You put your hand on your chest, feeling aghast. “You can’t be serious!” You yell, partially directing your anger toward your body's immediate reaction. How dare he suggest such a thing! And how dare your pussy writhe and twitch in anticipation; you wanted to proceed with the experiment, no matter how much you protested.

As his pants dropped to the ground, your eyes locked in onto his throbbing cock. So big-- so veiny and twitching. A little taste wouldn't hurt, right? You lick your lips; the only thought in your mind is how badly you want to suck it. Instead of disgust, you feel thrilled as you close in on the turgid shaft.

The second stage of research is a great success.