Angela's Magic Lesson - Hot as Heck

Angela braced herself as she felt another wave of heat coming on. This time she welcomed it. She practically dared it. Once again, her body began to stretch from her elongating horns down to the tail that wound around her legs. The rags that her previous spurt left her in began to melt, sliding across her body and reforming. Satin and gold clung to her limbs and curves. Her hair split into two massive curls, leaving her tail free to swing to and fro. The tip of her tail rounded at the edges, now resembling a heart. Her hooves had French tips.

Angela held out her hand and examined her rosy complexion. It seemed a bit different from crimson skin of the other devils she'd met in Underborough. "I am a devil, aren't I?" she whispered, the last breath of self-doubt escaping her. "No matter," she said coolly, licking her glossy lips. "I'm famished!"


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