by Sasha Scott
Twisted Wishes
The Complete Series
By Sasha Scott
Copyright © 2017 Sasha Scott
All Rights Reserved
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.
All characters depicted are 18 years old or older. For adults only.
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Contents
Deal with the Devil
The Magic Lamp
The Wishing Well
Other Books You May Be Interested In
Deal with the Devil
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Okay, perhaps desperate times was a description too far but for the measures it was rather accurate. After all Mary was up in the middle of the night, down in the basement, performing something quite wicked.
The darkened room was illuminated by candlelight, showing off the chalk marking she had made on the floor; a magic circle. It was a pentagram designed for summoning the most evil of creatures imaginable, a demon. This was where Mary’s desires had brought her.
To most there would be no reason to ever consider trying to summon a great darkness into their own home, but Mary was a woman whose mind was clouded by the most dangerous of all emotions; love. She was completely smitten by a man, a man who didn’t love her back.
She met him at college, love at first sight. He was big, he was strong, he was smart, he was caring; in Mary’s eyes he was the perfect man. However he wasn’t planning on delivering her fairy tale ending, turning down her various, and increasingly convoluted, advances. By the time he told her to leave him alone she’d practically turned into a stalker.
It was a simple story. Boy meets girl. Girl falls in love with boy. Boy doesn’t show interest in girl. Girl tries anything to make the boy love her. Girl eventually settles on trying to summon a demon.
This was far from the first act of magic Mary had tried. She’d attempted love potions, ancient rituals, temples and totems, help from mystics, powerful artifacts and yet everything had ended in a dud. That was how she had arrived at this, her so called last resort. If this one didn’t work, she didn’t know what to do.
Everything was in place. It was a full moon, she’d set the candles and the circle up like instructed and the clock was just about to hit twelve. It was time for her to begin the summoning; her last act of desperation.
She cut down her palm as the clock chimed, dripping blood into the ring, chanting the words from the book.
“Oh ancient spawn most wicked, here my call.
I summon you oh Lucifer's child, my voice you must answer.
My blood I offer in pact, as payment for your service.
Now come to this mortal realm and serve me as your master.”
As her voice trailed off nothing happened. Not a thing of note happened down in that basement, another dud apparently on the horizon, something she was very used to experiencing.
Then, just before all her hope had faded, the candle light fizzled out like a mysterious breeze had drifted through the air. Then, suddenly, they lit again, transformed from a glowing orange into a brilliant purple.
Mary shielded her eyes as the pentagram shone with a blinding light, the air becoming contaminated with a thick, dense, fog, flooding the room and masking the shadow which was appearing within.
“Who dares summon me?” the voice boomed out from the shadows.
“I-I did!” Mary managed to squeak out.
“And for what purpose did you summon me, mortal woman?”
“I need your help, oh powerful demon! I need you to make a man fall in love with me.”
She looked up as the fog began to disperse, turning the shadow into a figure, showing Mary what a demon really looked like.
The large being didn’t have red skin, like from a cartoon, but he did have large horns jutting from his head as well as large wings on his back and a sweeping tail with a spade shaped end.
Apart from that, and his red, glowing, eyes, he looked completely human. Tall and muscular, yes, but still like a normal human. Yet his presence was overpowering, like nothing else.
Mary trembled as the giant demon inspected her closely, his eyes trailing up and down her figure. His face was as strong and defined as the rest of his muscular body which was fully exposed, apart from a loincloth on his front.
“So you summoned me for such a simple task?” the demon finally said, “So be it. I can give you the man you desire. I can make him love you.”
Even in the face of such a powerful evil, Mary couldn’t help but get excited at such a thing. The skinny brunette began to bounce up and down in place, clapping her hands together sharply.
“Oh my god thank you!” she cheered up to him, “Thank you so much!”
“Trust me it’s not your god you should be thanking for this. After all I never said that I’d be doing it for free.”
That was right, this was a deal with a demon which meant he could only want one thing. However Mary had already steeled her determination for that request.
“You want my soul, right?”
The demon began to chuckle at her words, “Your soul? Close, but not quite. Such a small thing would barely satisfy me as a snack. No, what I need you to do is form a pact with me.”
“A pact? Didn’t we already do that?”
“Your blood was simply an offering to make me appear, this new pact will be your payment for my services.”
She thought she understood, nodding hesitantly, “I see… so what is the pact?”
“Nothing for you to worry about too much. Instead of your soul I shall simply be draining energy from you as I see fit. Think of it like working for me, forever of course.”
“Do I have to do anything?”
“You just need to keep collecting energy. Something your new man should be able to help you with.”
Just mentioning the fact that he would be hers was enough to get her onside. She’d always had an obsessive personality, she was a woman who found herself consumed by whatever her current fancy was. This time it was a man, a man she could finally have.
“Then I accept! I’ll make a pact with you!”
“Excellent,” he said with a grin, “However, there is something I forgot to mention. It’s about the way we’ll be sealing with pact.”
“With a contract?”
“Not exactly, more signing skin on skin,” he told her as he dragged his loincloth away, exposing his thick, hard, cock.
She blushed a bright red as her eyes glanced over his massive slab of demonhood, quickly covering them up with her hands.
“Why did you?...”
“If you want me to help you, you will have to sign the contract with your body. With it I will turn you into a woman which your lover will not be able to resist.”
His dick, it was huge, just like the rest of him. It was a thick piece of raw muscle the likes of which she’d never seen before. She wasn’t sure if her body was capable of taking such a titanic thing inside of her.
“It’s… too big!” she squeaked out, cowering from its might.
“Do you think I’m going to break my new investment?” he snarled down at her, “If you want your wish to come true then this is your only option.”
Those were her options. Either she would never get her dream man or she would give her first time to a demon before him, but would be rewarded with his love. For an obsessive woman like her there could only be one option.
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�Fine, I’ll do it!” she announces suddenly, pulling her hands away, “I’ll make the pact with you!”
“Excellent,” he growled, clicking his fingers as a fire engulfed her clothing, “Then we won’t be needing this.”
Her outfit turned to dust, leaving her body completely exposed. Despite the fact that Mary was unable to woe her Prince Charming, she wasn’t a bad looking girl. She had a cute face and a slim body, a body that was about to be ravished.
Before she could hide it from him, her hands trying to dart, the demon sent his tail forwards, coiling around her wrists, tying them together and up over her head, keeping her completely exposed.
“Wait! I’m not ready!” she squeaked, squirming from side to side.
“Are you sure? Your body sure seems ready?”
As he moved closer and allowed her to drink in his strong, masculine, odor, her pink nipples began to throb and stand on end as her pussy gushed, coating her inner thighs in wetness; his presence quickly made her feel unbearably horny.
“Hmph!” she squealed out as a heat washed over her, uncomparable to anything she’d ever felt before. Her body was more than ready, it actively needed it.
Rather than simply ravishing her, the demonic hulk kept her squirming with juices glistening as he brushed a large, commanding, finger down her front, rubbing her small, perky, breasts, building her excitement to even greater levels.
“Just say the word,” he snickered, “I may me a demon but I’m not a rapist. I won’t force myself onto a woman who doesn’t ask for it.”
“Please…”
“Hmm, what was that?”
“Please.”
“A little bit louder. I can barely hear you.”
“Please!” she squealed out, “Please fuck me! I need it so bad!”
“Glad to see you’re finally coming around to my way of thinking. Time to seal this pact then.”
Keeping her wrists tied up together, the demonic stud pressed his throbbing dick against her dripping slit and grasped at her lithe hips, slowly dragging them down and piercing her skinny body around his fat cock.
A shuddering moan exploded from her lips as that thick piece of demon cock buried itself deep into her pussy with a single rut, delivering pleasure the likes of which she’d never felt before.
“Holy fuck!” she hissed out, her lower half trembling, “S-so big…”
“I think you mean unholy fuck,” he growled as he began to thrust into her with long, hard, movements, “Don’t worry it’ll be over soon. Soon our contract will be sealed and you’ll be a woman no man can resist.”
Every single thrust he delivered deep into her loins milked out another moaning squeal from her lips. His cock was so big, so hard and so corruptively hot, Mary felt like she was going to go crazy but she was wrong. She was going to go something completely different.
Her body jiggled up and down around his stiff length as he slowly milked out his warm, demonic, pre into her, flooding her slowly with energy, energy with changed her.
She may have had a cute face and a nice body but she didn’t have that huge sex appeal which made men throb from just a glance. However his essence oozing into her began to alter her to correct that, the power building into her chest and into her ass.
Mary’s figure seemed to change slowly with every single thrust he delivered into her pussy, her lithe body transforming towards a curvaceous hourglass, the only shape that was capable of handling her warping assets.
As the seconds passed, his pre gushed, and his cock pounded, her swinging bee stings began to swell larger and larger, making the jiggles more vivid as those breasts changed from perky mounds into hand filling melons.
Her ass was the same, a small, tight, rump starting to shake about and slap around the base of his pole as it began to swell in size, building up fat and softness, turning to a point where it would ripple with every step. While being fucked, that meant waves.
Despite all of this happening, Mary couldn’t properly notice what was going on. Her head felt blurry, everything was going so fast as he refused to ease up on her. However, she could feel something.
“So warm, so tingly,” she moaned out as her figure changed into that of a bootylicious, stacked, bombshell.
The heat only continued to spread as more of his power flooded into her, the tingling striking to her lips and slowly swelling them, and then to every single inch of her body in preparation for the final rush.
“Don’t worry about it,” the massive demon snarled at her, his thrusts never easing up, “I’m almost done with you, our contract is almost finished. Now brace yourself become I’m about to bind us in something even more permanent than ink.”
He’d readied her vessel, all that was left was to change her into what she had wished for, to seal their pact.
Somehow he began to get rougher with her, making her screams echo around the basement as she squirmed in madness, before hilting to the very limits of her body and releasing inside with a torrent.
Mary moaned in place as his heat flooded into her and flicked a switch, his corruptive seed triggering a destructive orgasm which rippled through every inch of her body, delivering her waves of pleasure the likes of which she didn’t know was possible. After all it was pleasure not meant for mortals, pleasure that mankind couldn’t deliver; the work of a demon.
She tensed and shook and everything else as her womb was pasted in the thick demonic cum and her own pleasure exploded from her in a gush of ecstasy, her entire world turning dark. And as this happened a magical mark developed on her pelvis, signifying her pact with the demon.
It was too much for her, far too much for her. With the shock still coursing through her veins, Mary passed out in bliss, the contract complete.
“Wake up, it’s time to wake up.”
Mary was stirred from her slumber by a voice that seemed to fill her mind, guiding her. Being commanded to do so her eyes fluttered open, out of the darkness of the abyss into the shadowy chamber of her own basement, the place where she had dropped.
“Huh?” she groaned, her body aching, her mind feeling drowsy. What had happened?
As she was scanning over her surroundings she laid her eyes on the huge, hulking, figure of the demon who had fucked her. That brought her memories racing back; she remembered everything.
“Good news,” he said to her with a wide grin, “Our pact is now complete. You’re now ready to claim your prince.”
“It is!?” she cheered, basically leaping from the floor back to her feet in a sudden rush of energy.
He nodded and clicked his fingers, creating a large mirror from out of nothing which floated in the air.
“Come take a look for yourself.”
Mary peered at her own reflection and what she was was a whole new woman. It was undoubtedly still her but she looked so different, she looked so damn hot.
Rather than her usual figure, which could be rather closely compared to an ironing board, she was now an hourglass beauty with giant breasts which were impossible to miss and a thick backside which bulged out from either side.
She ogled it then fondled it with a small moan, unable to believe how good she looked. She looked better than any model, movie star or adult actress; Mary was absolutely smoking hot.
Because she was so busy focusing on how gorgeous she was with those puffy lips, alluring eyes and that sexy figure, it took her a few moments to notice the horns which were poking out from under her brunette locks.
“Hey, what are…” was what she began to say, tugging on the horns which forced a small squeak from her lips. They certainly weren’t a novelty gag, they were definitely a part of her.
Once she’d noticed the horns, she quickly noticed the wings which were fluttering on her back and the long, swirling, tail from just above her tush. They made her look just like a demon.
“I told you I would make you a woman that no man could resist,” the huge demon chuckled, “and I’ve done just that. Your lover won’t be able to say no when he
comes face to face with a succubus.”
“You… you turned me into a succubus!?”
She’d heard of them. Female sex demons who drained energy from men. She’d became one of them?
“Naturally, I am an incubus king after all. This is what I do to lustful women like you. Now you can make your wish come true and you can pay me back as well.”
“But… this isn’t what I asked for.”
“You asked me to make that man fall in love with you. And when you go to him and look him in the eyes and tell him to do just that he will.”