This choice: Xyllia swaps two strangers. • Go Back... "Let me show you," Xyllia grinned as she stood up from where she sat on Terry's bed.
As the demoness stepped forward into the light, Terry got a much better look at her. She was tall, about 5'8" naturally, enhanced to 5'11" by the 3-inch heels of the thigh-high black leather boots she wore. The rest of her outfit consisted of a sleeveless black leather crop top with a deep neckline, which was held together by a leather string that criss-crossed several times across her impressive cleavage, and a short black leather skirt with a skimpy black leather thong underneath. A long, thin tail with an arrow-shaped tip stuck out from below her skirt and her pointed ears were each adorned with a single silver ring. Her figure was quite voluptuous and Terry found himself wondering how her large D-cup breasts weren't spilling out of her top. However, despite the demon's curvaceous, feminine figure, there was also a hint of strong, toned, lean muscle to her form.
"Like what you see?" Xyllia asked teasingly, licking her black lips with her surprisingly long pointed tongue.
Terry felt himself flush red as he realized he'd been ogling the sexy demoness in front of him.
"You humans are so predictable," Xyllia laughed, her bright yellow eyes alight with amusement. "But enough about that." The demoness pointed a finger tipped with a sharp black nail at Terry. "I was about to demonstrate my power." With that, Xyllia snapped her fingers and the two were suddenly standing in the street outside Terry's house.
"Woah," Terry gasped as he breathed in the cool evening air.
"That was nothing," Xyllia said. "Most demons can do that. My real power is my ability to exchange traits between people." Her pointed teeth locked together in a grin as she pointed out Terry's neighbors across the street, Linda and Steve, getting out of their car after a night out. "Watch them."
Terry watched, awestruck, as Xyllia worked her magic on the pair. The married couple, both in their early 30s, began to change before his very eyes. Linda, a petite blonde, suddenly shot up drastically in height and her body swelled with muscle as she gained her husband's height and physique. By contrast, Steve shrank in both areas as he gained his wife's height and physique. As if nothing had changed, the couple walked to the door and entered their house.
"Holy shit!" Terry practically shouted. "They didn't notice a thing."
"My 'playthings' only notice my alterations if I allow it," Xyllia explained. "They only notice me if I allow it."
"So why did you allow me to see you?" Terry asked, his curiosity growing.
"Well if, you must know, you summoned me," Xyllia told him.
"I did what?"
"You summoned me ... technically. You did a particularly poor job of it, but it counts."
"It must've been that book ..." Terry muttered, recalling an old book on demonology he found that morning when helping his mom clean the attic.
"Ah, a book mishap," Xyllia said. "That'd do it. So, anyway, you summoned me and now we're bonded."
"We're bonded? What does that mean?" Terry asked.
"Well, it means that you're the human I need to channel my power through in order to affect the world ... and there are certain things I need your permission for before I can do them," Xyllia explained, neglecting to mention that there were usually more restrictions, but the botched summoning job had left her with considerably more freedom than normal. Normally, she needed permission from her summoner to do anything. This was going to be much more fun.
"Oh?" Terry asked. "Such as?"
"Such as swapping myself."
"I see ..."
"Yeah, demon rules are weird. But who cares? Let's have some fun. What do you say, human?"
"It's Terry."
"Alright, Terry, how would you like to have some fun?" Xyllia grinned. This human had no idea that telling her his name had the potential to give her more power over him.
Meanwhile, Terry, who was ignorant to the laws of magic and demons, had been enticed by the promise of entertainment. This was the excitement he was waiting for.
He nodded and flashed a smile. "You've got yourself a deal, Xyllia."
Xyllia grinned once more. "Perfect."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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