Lilith: Origin of Succubi

Nelly, Bella, Torien, and Morrigan were in a tent on the other side of the carriage with young Maddie while the rest of the Succubi were gathered near the blankets that had been laid in the grass for the two people who were about to be transformed. It was a bit of a crowd with my friends and the other former slaves watching, but it was important that they saw the transformation to see what they would be getting into if they chose the same path. It admittedly probably made things a bit awkward for the two people that were about to be transformed though. Neither of the two complained when I told them they would need to undress for the transformation either.

The burned woman bowed. "I would still like to go first, if possible."

I nodded. "That's fine. Please undress and lie down on the blanket."

Many of the people watching winced when she removed the robes she had been wearing. Unlike most of the former slaves, she had been wearing more clothes than most of them and the sympathetic looks she was getting was likely the reason why. Her entire body from head to toe was covered in burns bad enough that it looked like her skin had melted. She didn't have any hair anywhere on her body and her ears were missing. While her face didn't look as bad as the rest of her body, all of her other features were covered up by the terrible burns. She took a shaky and scratchy breath before lying naked on the blanket.

I kneeled next to her in the grass. "Are you ready to become a succubi?" I asked.

She nodded. "I'm ready."

"Please picture your ideal body. The changes can be as significant as you want. I've seen people look entirely different from the form they started as. You'll also want to keep in mind the age and race you would like to appear as, as well as your... genital configuration. All of that is malleable. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I've already thought a lot about it. Thank you," she said.

"No problem," I said with a smile. "When you have a clear idea in your mind, please repeat this oath, I swear not to knowingly work against Lilith. I wish to become a succubus and join her family."

"...I swear not to knowingly work against Lilith. I wish to become a succubus and join her family," the woman repeated.

Light began to suffuse her body and the burns immediately began to clear up before anything else. Once her skin was mostly clear again, the woman moaned as the sexual aspect of the transformation kicked in. Her breasts and hips began to swell and her face began to subtly shift. Her ears had reformed and began to stretch out behind her as they grew into long elven ears. Blond hair began to grow from her head and pool around her shoulders. Her fingers dug into the blanket as her moans began to take on a clearer and more musical quality, rather than the harsh and scratchy voice she had earlier. She grew subtly taller and her facial features settled, giving her a cute and innocent look with bright lavender eyes. Once her changes finished she looked to be in her early to mid twenties. With a last shuddering cry she came and was left panting. She abruptly sat up and trailed a finger across her smooth skin and began to cry.

There was a hushed whisper among the people in the crowd after watching the transformation. While these two had the worst of it, some of the other former slaves had nasty scars, burns, and brands on their bodies. As I had hoped, this woman became an example of how powerful these changes could be. The formerly

Raya gently handed the newly healed elven woman her clothes back. I could tell at a glance that they didn't fit correctly anymore, they were tight, short on her, and didn't do much to cover the woman's now ample cleavage. She blushed a little when she noticed Raya's appreciating stare and didn't say anything when Raya quickly looked away, embarrassed she had been caught looking.

The woman wiped the tears from her eyes and laughed. "I never thought I would be so happy to be able to cry again. Thank you, truly. I will always be in your debt, Miss Lilith."

I took her hand and helped her up to her feet. "You're not in my debt, you're family now."

She smiled and leaned herself against me. "Of course. I... will do my best to help you in any way I can."

"What's your name? I never caught it," I asked her.

"Fellia Winethorn," she said with a short bow.

"Oh fuck," Cecilia suddenly said, drawing everyone's attention. When she noticed that everyone was looking at her, she cleared her throat. "Fellia Winethorn's er, supposed death was a big deal five years back. Everyone thought she had been murdered."

"Winethorn? Is she related to Feylaria Winethorn?" I asked.

Fellia nodded. "Feylaria is my great aunt. Do you know her?"

I scratched the base of my horn. "Feylaria is the one that helped us enter the slaver's guild and rescue everyone. We wouldn't have been able to save any of you without her help... she's kind of scary though."

Fellia smiled. "It seems that you are not the only one I owe a debt to."

Lorriene turned to Cecilia. "Does this change anything with the elves?"

Cecilia nodded. "The Winethorn house will want to know as soon as possible. Everyone has been operating under the impression that Fellia was killed by demon cultists."

"May I ask who you are?" Fellia asked while looking at Cecilia.

"I am Cecilia of Silvergrove. Tarklin Silvergrove's... cousin."

Fellia's eyes lit up in recognition. "Oh! I remember hearing rumors about you, though we never had a chance to meet. It is a pleasure that I am fortunate to be in your presence." She followed with a deep bow.

Cecilia laughed. "I think you're misunderstanding my station. I'm not worthy of this level of respect."

Fellia stood up straight. "Nonsense. You are among my saviors and... part of my new family. I can feel it. I will not treat you without the utmost respect."

Cecilia smiled and shook her head. "I would rather you treat me as a friend... or as a sister, since that's probably closer to the truth of our new family."

She smiled and nodded. "Sisters then, I've never had a sister before. I look forward to it, Cecilia."

"I look forward to that too, Fellia," she replied, notably omitting the 'Winethorn' from the address.

I cleared my throat. "I'm happy to find that the two of you are getting along well, but we have one more transformation to do now," I said nodding toward the scarred man. "Are you ready?" I asked him.

He nodded and then began to disrobe. His body wasn't as painful to look at as Fellia's had been, but only narrowly. The scars he had over his whole body looked intentionally inflicted. Among the marks that looked like they had been done with things like whips or as punishment, there were also brands and spots where the scars looked almost decorative and shaped into intentional patterns. He had scars all along his neck and upper chest as well, almost like he had been cut open and put back together... badly.

He laid on his back and took a scratchy wheeze of a breath before getting comfortable. I kneeled in the grass next to him like I had done for Fellia. "Please picture your ideal feminine body. What you would like to look like if you had been born a woman. The last time a male had chosen this path, as far as I know, their desire to remain a man was denied and what they became had been born from their unconscious desires. Since we know in advance how this will go, you have some ability to shape it. This includes your genitals. While your body will become feminine, your genitals can be of either configuration.*"

It was a bit odd that it seemed to work that way. I still haven't come to a solid conclusion as to why that is the case. Regardless, I dismissed the thought and continued. "When you have a clear idea of how you would like to look, please nod your head."

There was silence for a few moments but then he nodded in response.

"You will not be able to speak your oath aloud but please repeat it in your head and nod when you have done so. Are you ready?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Good. I swear not to knowingly work against Lilith. I wish to become a succubus and join her family."

Everyone watched in silence as he presumably repeated the words in his head and then with a nod his body began to change. This transformation was a bit more... visceral, because many of his wounds had not healed perfectly, including a lot of his broken bones. With some frankly disgusting sounds, his bones broke themselves, shifted, and resettled into new places. The scars and marks across his skin faded just as Fellia's had and with a gasp and a moan his voice was returned to him at a higher pitch.@@novelbin@@

His shaft had grown erect from the transformation and even grew larger as his body continued to change. His sharp facial features which had been revealed once the scars had faded, began to soften into a more feminine look. The man's feminizing body began to shrink a bit and became more slender, except for his hips and burgeoning bust which only became more pronounced as his transformation advanced. I could tell that his ideal feminine body was a bit more exaggerated compared to most of the women I had seen go through this transformation, and that included his shaft which looked quite large on his new petite frame. A coat of white fur began to cover parts of his body and his skin became very pale. His ears moved to the top of his head and he sprouted a fluffy white tail, making his final form a demi-beastfolk foxkin with white fur and icy blue eyes.

With a final feminine moan, he came across his belly and panted as he caught his breath. He sat up and gingerly touched his ears before looking around at the crowd and covering his now huge bust with his petite arms. His cute and pretty face was bright red and contrasted strongly with his pale skin and white fur, making the blush very obvious to everyone watching. Raya swooped in with a blanket and covered the shy arctic fox girl, which he very much appreciated. The new foxkin seemed quite shy about her new look.

I scooted closer to the now covered foxkin. "Are you okay? Are you happy with the transformation?"

He looked over at me and smiled despite his bright flushed face. "I... I like it. I'll... have to think of a girl's name now that I'm a girl. I haven't ever considered something like this before. Gosh, I'm so horny. Am I supposed to be this horny?" She bit her lip and restlessly shifted in place before focusing back on me. "Thank you for saving me and fixing me up... Maybe now that I have both hands back I can be useful again. I couldn't tell you before, but I am... was a smith. Maybe I can help you make things? Or... help you in other ways?" She bit her lip and looked my body up and down. I could feel her lust sharply through the bond. I'm not sure why, but she feels quite a bit more needy than most of the girls I've transformed this soon after the transformation.

"Oh fuck, I've never seen anything like that. Are you going to do more of them after this?"

My eyes widened and I turned to the familiar voice that I had completely forgotten about. Tenna and her apprentice Kino were staring wide-eyed at the two new succubi. They had watched the entire thing. I had been so concerned about making sure that the kid wasn't watching that I completely forgot that those two didn't know anything about the succubus stuff.

"Uh... I can explain," the words tumbled dumbly from my mouth.

"I'd really like to hear that," Tenna said. "You said something about choosing your age... Can this transformation of yours fix up my joints? I've been feeling a bit less spry the last few years and I wouldn't mind a bit of restoration. You must be an amazing healer to be able to fix those two up. I'm not sure why you did it naked in front of everyone, but if a little bit of kinky play is what you need in exchange for something like that, I'm game."