Bert had lived a relatively carefree life free from worry, his school life filled with adoration by teachers and classmates alike as his excellent grades had made him the center of attention when it came to matters of education. But one thing had nagged away at Bert, for all his talents and studies, Bert had no experience when it came to conversation and he wasn’t too happy with his looks; a sickly pallor to his skin and being overweight from spending so much time reading and studying with no exercise, he was content with his teachers and classmates showering him with praise from afar as he silently listened to every lesson. Even when it came to his parent’s, the bare minimum was enough; simple replies and facial expressions. In truth, his parents were also concerned for Bert’s wellbeing, if this kept up, life in the world of adults would be hell for young Bert, forget trying for a girlfriend, if things kept going this way he’d never get a job!

Desperate to change things, Bert had started looking into alternatives when coaching and studies on how to improve conversational skills had failed. In particular, Bert had been drawn to the occult; books and scriptures on the demonic entities who could grant a human anything they’d desired if they could somehow summon them in the first place. With effort though, and a bit of his savings spent, Bert had gotten reliable word from a kind soul of sorts who had a reputation for good intel and advice for the lost. Setting off for the library, Bert followed the text he’d been given and their instructions; to look for a specific shelf in a dusty corner of the library that held the book he’d need, the decrepit shelves looked like no one had tended to them in years, rows of mouldy books left abandoned to time.

Bert’s eyes land on a thick purple book that looked unnaturally new after looking through rows of torn and aged books. This had to be it! Grabbing it and pocketing it in his bag, Bert left the library in glee, the alarms failing to register the hidden item as he happily left for home.

Arriving back home, Bert hurriedly rushes upstairs as he opens up the bag and withdraws the tome, flipping open its thick leathery cover as he flips through page after page, unsurprised at the blank covers as he remembers the note further stating it would need a “blood sacrifice” to activate its hidden powers. Figuring a small drop would do, Bert takes out a pen knife as his unsteady hands draw blood from a finger as he winces at the sharp sting of the blade. It would be worth it! He’d thought to himself as the drops of blood stain the pages, unnaturally vanishing as if the book was devouring the offered drops of red ink.

Bert smiles wide as the pages begin to glow a vibrant purple, before pink fire with chilling properties leap and dance around the boy as a female figure rises out of the pages, her voluptuous figure clad in soft red skin as her midnight black eyes rest on Bert, massive twisted horns on either side of her head glinting in the dim light, smiling wide at the boy who’d summoned her. “Kahah! It’s been ages since I've last laid eyes on a mortal! Tell me your deepest desires and I'll have them granted! It’s the least I could do for bringing the almighty Baphy back from the pits of...you’re being awfully silent there kid...something got your tongue?” At the demoness’ questioning, Bert diverts his eyes away from her as she continues to stare quizzically at the silent boy before her, before a sly smile crosses her face as she licks her lips in anticipation.

Floating closer, she bends down as she rests a hand over Bert’s shoulder, surprised at its chilling touch as he flinches, a voice ringing clear in his head as he looks over his shoulder at the warm smile now on Baphy’s face. “There, that better for ya? If ya got confidence issues i can fix that for ya with one simple wish~ Keep in mind it isn’t free though, ill take something of yours as payment!” Thinking hard, Bert sends a telepathic response to the woman, her smile widening as he does so. “Y-you’re not bluffing? Can you really fix my problems? Help me become someone outstanding?” Giggling, Baphy responds as she ruffles his hair playfully. “Course i can! You’re standing before the great Baphomet after all! Think of this as thanks for summoning me into this world once more after those centuries spent locked in that dusty old book!” Looking into Baphy’s warm eyes, Bert clenches his fist as he mouths out his wish in proper : “Make me someone popular Baphy! Someone who’s outgoing at everything they do, makes friends, does well at conversation! Someone I'm not! I’ll do whatever it takes!” Smiling at his proclamation, Baphy floats upwards as she gathers a ball of pink energy in her hands. “Good wish kid! Consider it done!” As she sends it flying into Bert’s pudgy chest.

Baphy floats down to the ground as she takes a seat by Bert’s bed, watching him intently as Bert falls over, a nauseous feeling washing over him as his chubby body pulses and vibrates with change. “Now all that's left is to watch the show!” Groaning as he feels his flesh begin to soften into putty, Bert falls over onto his back as he looks at his squishy body, lengthening and growing as he lies still, the strength leaving him as all he can do is watch in silent horror. A loud snap forces a guttural cry from Bert’s mouth as more cracks follow, his very bones snapping reshaping themselves as his pelvis reforms into a wider shape, forcing his hips outwards as the rest of his bones reform themselves, now smaller and less knobby than before. “Almost there! Just a little more girl!”

“G-girl?” Bert mutters as he hears Baphy’s words, struggling to look up at his new form, pudgy layers of fat still remained but they looked more...prettier? They weren’t unhealthy layers of obese fat, rather those of a petite young girl who hadn’t matured into a beautiful flower yet. Bert looks over the rest of his body, glancing over his wider hips, thicker thighs, slender arms and limp manhood as he feels the changes start up again, as his flat chest begins to heat up, nipples perking up as flesh and fat piles up behind them, inflating the flabby man-tits into sizeable cow udders as the massive mammaries flop over his chest, the cold air sending shivers of pleasure down his spine as they tickle his highly sensitive nipples standing erect atop the heaving breasts Bert now owned. The changes weren’t done yet however as Bert suddenly lets out a feminine gasp of pleasure as his limp dick begins to shrink back in between his plump glossy thighs; testicles deflating as they make their way through the freshly formed moist cavity leading to the warm baby maker in his tender belly, finalizing the transition from male to female as they settle into place as new ovaries while the small nub of sensitive flesh that was Bert’s penis wraps itself snugly into place atop her shivering wet lips. Smiling lustfully at the new girl lying on the floor in a puddle of sweat, Baphy gets off the bed as she floats over, cradling the new Bert in her arms. “There we go~ That wasn’t so bad now was it dear? Say hello to your new life as an Apostle of the great Baphy!”

Gaping in awe at her new body, Bert’s almond shaped eyes look over at the full body mirror by her drawer, where she sees Baphy holding a beautiful albeit slightly pudgy girl in her arms, her curvaceous form on full display as she eyes her heaving breasts and soft alluring face. She had become a girl that still retained some features of her old self; her scruffy haircut for one. But everything else had been replaced by the adorable, chubby girl staring back at Bert with cheeks flushed red in arousal as her eyes linger over her own breasts and dripping vagina. “What do you think, boy? Like the new you?” Sighing as she looks up to Baphy, she presses her slender arm up against Baphy’s as a warm smile spreads on her face, feeling something she’d never felt before in her life rise up in her chest. Was this confidence? Bert couldn’t tell. “I don’t think ‘boy’ fits me anymore Baphy...I can't feel that throbbing in my chest anymore whenever I speak! And i can look at you without any problem! Ahah, this is great!”

Gently lifting Bert up to her now slender and dainty feet, Baphy clears her throat in a dramatic fashion as a slightly serious look crosses her face. “Now...don’t get too excited there, not everything can be solved with a simple wish you know? You’re now my apostle! And that means you belong to me for eternity...your body, your life, your very soul!” At her words, Bert looks slightly shaken as she trembles in fear at what Baphy had said. “Y-you mean i'm going to die? But I thought becoming a girl was the price! If you take my soul...but i-i-” As the chubby girl begins to shed tears of remorse, Baphy rushes in and bonks her on the head with a gentle hand. “I'm not gonna kill ya or anything dummy! What I meant by that was that you’d be in servitude under me from now on! You’ll live your life as usual of course...but behind the scenes, you’re mine forever!” At her words, Bert’s face forms a cute pout of confusion. “What do you mean? I’m still human though, I'm not a demon like you Baphy!” Sneering at Bert, Baphy snaps her fingers. “Kahah! Take a look again deary!”

Staring back at her reflection, Bert gasps as she sees her body now clad in ebony skin, her black hair now a silvery white as her eyes are drawn to the tail now waving in the air above her thick ass as a pair of new animal ears wag above her head in the rush of surprise. Her eyes were even similar to Baphy’s; with black sclera and piercing yellow irises...she looked just like…”Kahahah! Welcome to the life of a demon deary! You’re now officially a daughter of the all mighty Baphy! You should be happy, any other demon and you’d probably be their mewling slave right about now!”

Looking over her otherworldly features before her humanoid features return with another snap of Baphy’s fingers, Bert looks back at her, slightly relieved as the threat of losing her life left her mind. “B-but how am i gonna do anything now that i look like this? I can’t go to school anymore, much less face my parents! Crap, they probably won’t even know it’s me!” Smiling at the panicking girl in front of her, Baphy pulls her in for a loving hug, silencing her as they embrace.

“Relax girl! I took care of that little issue...your ‘parents’ have always had a precious baby girl and she’s now a proud graduate student about to attend her first year of college...of course, you’re now officially MY little ewe! Best not forget that detail...and ‘Bert’ doesn't suit someone like you dear, a daughter of Baphy needs a more fitting name...how does Bertha sound? Firstborn Child of Baphomet! Has a nice ring to it doesn't it?” As Baphy rubs her shoulders lovingly, Bertha stares at her new self in the mirror, she had a great figure she had to admit, and her self-doubts and conversation issues were gone. She’d been given a literal head start in life. Was eternal servitude under a demon as kind as Baphy that bad? Her thoughts were interrupted however, as Baphy’s manicured fingers brush against Bertha’s puffy vulva, her other hand now massaging a breast as she licks her warm cheeks, a lewd moan of arousal forced out of her glossy lips as Baphy continues to tweak and play with Bertha’s enticing form, snapping her out of her doubts as Baphy pushes her to the floor like a predator corners its prey, her fingers prying apart her vagina lips, as they probe and brush away at Bertha’s moist vaginal walls, muscles clenching around her new mothers lithe fingers. “What’s there not to like? Your new form has more benefits besides being able to speak without shying away y’know...we still have time before mummy and daddy come home...let’s get you acquainted with the female body, shall we dear?”

After that enlightening experience, Baphy would take her leave. Bertha initially felt ecstatic about taking the first steps into her new life but never expected to be plagued with a different set of issues however. Although life had been adjusted so that people would always think of her as a girl and she could now speak with confidence; looking people in the eyes with a bright smile on her face and hanging out with new friends. Baphy had neglected to inform her daughter of the life of an Apostle, more specifically, what the life of a Succubus would entail. For one, she would need a constant intake of human semen at least once a week, a hunger Bertha would find incredibly hard to ignore as a fire burned in her loins that only grew stronger the more she tried to ignore it. After two weeks, she’d given in, ‘asking’ a stranger in the park to help her as she pressed her pillowy breasts into his arm, only to strip down awkwardly when they were hidden behind the toilet. Getting the message, the man forced his manhood down her mouth roughly before she had even prepared herself, muffled cries and moans rising as he had his way with the shy, chubby seductress kneeling by his feet as he used her hair as stable handlebars, before climaxing deep down her throat as Bertha came at her first taste of the male essence that would sate her hunger, staining her panties wet as she squirted a stream of vaginal fluids onto the floor.

After a couple of weeks, Bertha had gotten used to the feeling of hot warm spunk flowing down her throat and the occasional rod thrusting into her thirsty, lower bits after the fifth round in the park but soon, it got to the point where Bertha was finding it harder to keep her lust and “feeding” habits under wraps. Her weekly rounds in the park were inching dangerously close to a daily activity as she found herself putting on lewd lingerie without even realizing it when she was just getting up to go off for morning lessons. She had often mused how awkward and hard it was to get men to do the deed in the park. Sure, she was now able to talk freely with her parents and be with her friends and classmates without feeling pressured. Talking to a random man face to face asking if he’d like a quickie behind the bathroom stalls was a hard affair, especially men who didn’t get the message right away as she awkwardly snuggled up to them, rubbing her body in need. She would often get straight to the point to avoid conversation altogether, stripping her prey the moment they were hidden, sucking hard as her tongue slid and wrapped around their dicks, eager to get that delicious semen in her belly as quickly as possible.

She’d needed a way to get a permanent fix that didn’t involve risking her public image in the park any longer, it had escalated to the point where Bertha had missed a few lessons, her throbbing need for cock and hunger for baby batter rendering her immobile in bed as she used whatever she could to please her aching body. Today was one such occasion, as she laid in bed with a freshly ordered dildo sticking out of her puckering cunt, Bertha’s mind drifted to a specific classmate of hers she’d been particularly close to during their time together, working on projects, studying after classes and hanging out...maybe she should take the initiative? She’d seen him in action a few times, hidden in his room jerking off to porn as her eyes were glued to his massive erection, wishing several times that his juicy load emptied out into her mouth or at least her aching vagina instead of lying wasted on the floor or dried out in a tissue. It wasn’t hard though, with a body like hers, Bertha would have him wrapped around her fingers soon enough. And she did notice him watching her when he thought she wasn’t looking...love was new to Bertha but with her outgoing mind, she was eager to tackle that issue head on, she just hoped she’d be just as outgoing when it came to sleeping with her man considering how hard it was for her to get men off the street to agree to a quickie, most thinking she was falling ill or injured most of the time as they rushed to “help” her.

Elsewhere, Baphy would smile in glee as she monitored the antics of her firstborn child as she enjoyed her new life to the fullest. She couldn’t wait till Bertha joined her on the other side when her time came, until the next unwitting soul who would summon her into the world of man once more, the opportunity to expand her family was an enticing one but for now, Bertha would be more than enough.

THE END