Daniel Fuller's lay-up wasn't getting any better. He'd been practicing his game for three hours now, to little avail. Forget being the star of the Screamers now; he'd be lucky if Coach Fairmonte didn't bench him for good.
Dutifully, he brushed a lock of brown hair out of his eyes, and tried a three-point from center line. He released, rocketing the ball into the air. It fell just short of the backboard, and landed with a thud at the feet of a Goth chick walking onto the court.
Daniel blinked. She didn't look well at all. "Hey! You okay?"
The girl moved with purpose, closing the distance between them quickly. "Help me I need " She slunk into his arms.
"Okay, just chill. What do "
He felt her hand grab his crotch and tug at his pants. Her eyes were wild; they looked bloodshot, almost red. "I need your cum! Please, let me have your cum!" She licked her lips lustfully as she forced his zipper open.
Daniel was dragged to the asphalt court, trying to stop this freak from doing Christ, what was she trying to do? Suck him off?
The Goth girl snarled like a beast as she ripped his jeans apart. "I'm gonna make you cum, cum down my fucking throat!" Her fingers easily shredded his underwear, revealing his throbbing erection. She gripped it in one hand, milking it as she kneaded his balls with the other. Daniel was amazed the attack turned him on this way.
Thoughts of basketball and his girlfriend drifted away as the girl settled her pierced lips over his cock. Her tongue danced wildly around the thick tip as she quickly deep-throated his eight-inch penis.
Daniel moaned in lust as her hands fondled his hairy sack, quivered in imminent release as she tore a gash in his shirt to rub one of his stiff nipples. She was sucking him furiously now, desperate to make him cum. She groped him all over, stimulating any flesh that might stimulate him that closer to release. Strangely, she wasn't touching herself at all.
Daniel arched his back as she hit his spot, and she maddeningly scratched and fondled his ass. The sensations became too much to resist, and Daniel felt his load barreling up his over-stimulated cock. Daniel exploded with orgasm, shooting his semen deep in the girl's mouth. The Goth clamped down and swallowed, her moans so loud anyone else would think she was coming, but continued to work his cock. Daniel was amazed as her came again, then again. Each time felt better than the last, and his body raged with sexual heat.
The Goth sucked hungrily now, swallowing a near-constant load as she let go of his ass to reach back and finger her own quivering clit. Daniel fondled his chest with hands that felt too delicate to be his, but quickly forgot about it. The important thing now was to twist and suck his nipples, and he leaned over to lick at the swelling D-cup breasts now inflating from his now hairless chest. He moaned in a more feminine voice as his hair grew long and blonde, his cheekbones reshaping into a more feminine slant. His body slimmed into a voluptuous feminine form. Thoughts of being fucked mercilessly by males of any species, as many as he could find at once, flooded his mind and replaced all his thoughts, dreams, and memories.
The Goth chick continued to suck on her cock as it shrunk and molded into a still clit, pulled into her vaginal folds along with her testicles. Danielle shrieked in orgasm as her testicles were sucked inside her vagina and finished transforming into ovaries. She came with the Goth, a chorus of lust-crazed female screaming.
The bizarre stranger gasped, from orgasm and embarrassment, and quickly ran off. Danielle lay on the court, fingering herself and licking her lips. Hunger settled over her, and she thought immediately of Coach Fairmonte. She grew wet with the thought of sucking his thick meat; he'd give her the cum she so desperately needed
Karyn ran from the school, panting from orgasm and breathlessness. She remembered the other parts of Sarah's wish when the boy transformed. She'd lost control; the feeding had been too good. By sucking him off too long, she'd absorbed his maleness. Now the boy was a woman, but worse, Karyn had turned him into a Cum Vampire, too.
The second curse shot to mind as the pain started. Desperately, Karyn tore open her short and fondled her pierced nipple as she shoved three fingers into her aching pussy. She fingered, then fist-fucked herself, begging for orgasm as her forehead throbbed with pain.
This curse had given her the powers of a Cum Vampire after the first feeding. That wasn't enough for the evil bitch, though. Sarah made sure she'd become more of a monster every time she gave in. The only way to stop the pain was to cum. The faster she came, the sooner the changes were over.
Karyn pumped furiously, begging herself to cum as the skin on her forehead split in two slits at her temples. Blood poured down her face as she moaned in erotic agony. She screamed in near-climax as her skull began to expand through her skin.
Every time she made a new Vampire, she would change more. Sarah had wished that a Cum Vampire was an early stage of something more sinister. By fueling her lust, she would awaken her evil side slowly but surely, until Karyn became a lust-crazed monster.
Her vaginal muscles clenched around her fist, and the Vampiress screamed as she finally came. Release brought her bone screaming to the surface. Karyn dizzied as two curled horns, black as pure evil, extended themselves and rooted to her skull. She touched them, feeling their bloody smoothness.
She remembered the word Sarah used, and began to realize what it meant.
"Succubus."
If she didn't do something soon, she'd turn into a sex-crazed demoness!
Karyn paused, and licked her lips. The thought of becoming a succubus seemed right.
"No!" She shook her head, wobbling from the weight of her new demonic horns. "I've got to stop this!"
She gathered herself into some semblance of decency, and hurried after Jon
