With his eyes still shut, Chase focused intently on the projected window flickering within his mind, waiting for his decision.

  < Do you accept the terms and conditions for this minion? The likelihood of 100% loyalty will be guaranteed for this minion if the Master accepts the terms and conditions. >

  'Um... Sure?... But I don’t want him to be my minion.'

  < Understood! The Master has chosen to accommodate his new disciple. Beginning the process of finding the ideal race to inhabit the host body. >

  A purple glow started to emit from the unconscious man, illuminating the area around him. Soon, the aura engulfed him completely, wrapping him in a cocoon of energy. Then, a wave of darkness swept across his body, enveloping him.

  Broc started to moan loudly, and his body shook as the corruption took hold. He didn't sound like he was in pain; it almost sounded like he was experiencing an orgasm.

  'Shit? Is he in pain? Did I screw this up? Fuck, it... He's going to die if I stop the process—Huh?'

  A strange notification sound popped up, and a screen appeared.

  < Process is incomplete... Master's input is needed on the disciple's Alignment. Race choices will be different if his Alignment stays as Forced Evil. Do you wish to change it? >

  Of all the choices that Chase struggled with today, this one was by far the easiest. He didn't hesitate for a second as he answered.

  'Yeah, change it... To whatever makes him happy, or something along those lines. He deserves that much, right?'

  < Understood! What Alignment do you wish for the disciple? >

  'Untaint his soul... Free him of evil.'

  < Understood! Changing Alignment... >

  Another wave of darkness washed over Broc. He moaned again as the corruption took effect. Chase wanted to open his eyes and look at him, but he kept them closed and focused. The purple glow became brighter, and the man was twitching and moaning louder.

  Broc felt something stirring inside of him, a power unlike anything he had ever experienced. His body felt lighter, and his anger faded away. He could hear voices whispering in his mind, soothing him. A part of his old self was trying to fight it, but the voices were persistent. And his strength to put up any resistance was quickly slipping away. He wasn't sure what was happening. The st thing he remembered was fighting that annoying female knight and the handsome Demon Lord.

  'Huh?... Am I dead?... N-No... I can feel my mind clear, and it's like I'm free from the shackles that bound me all these years. Why is this happening?'

  Broc started to get nervous as his mind and body were overwhelmed by a foreign presence. His senses were heightened, and he could hear and feel everything around him.

  'Wait a minute? Did that Demon Lord cast a spell on me? I-I can't resist it... Shit, he's going to control me, and I'll become his sve.'

  Broc had a mixture of emotions. On one hand, he felt a sense of peace and calmness. His hatred for the world and everyone around him had disappeared. But on the other hand, he didn't want to become someone else's puppet.

  < Alignment has changed from Forced Evil to Untainted Free Will. >

  Chase let out a sigh of relief, a mix of hope and apprehension swirling in his mind. Was he really making the right choice? He desperately wanted to believe his instincts were spot on—that the man he was concerned about was truly a victim. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, the sudden appearance of a prompt screen jolted him back to reality, pulling him sharply from his contemption.

  < The Disciple is ready to receive his Master's blessing. Please pick the appropriate race to inhabit the new disciple. >

  'Alright... Let's see what my choices are,' Chase thought.

  The choices for the new race were dispyed, and Chase was surprised by the range of options avaible to him.

  < Able to choose a Race for Broc Bckstone. Choose Between: Vampire, Lycan, or... Succubus. >

  Chase couldn't believe his eyes; he did a double-take when he spotted the final option.

  'Huh?... Succubus?... But he is a guy?' Chase spoke through his mind to the prompt.

  < Succubus has been chosen. Changing Race... >

  'Wait! What!? But I didn't pick the... Dammit!' Chase started to panic, but he knew he couldn't stop the process, or Broc would die.

  Broc's mind was still worried about his situation. He was unsure whether he was alive or dead. The only thing he knew was that he could feel more energy flowing through his body. He didn't know if he should fight it or not, but it didn't hurt him, and it was tickling his mind. It was almost like he was being purified.

  Then, suddenly, a wave of power coursed through his veins, filling him with an overwhelming sense of euphoria. His bones began to crack and reshape, and his skin tingled as it began to stretch. He tried to scream, but nothing came out.

  'H-Help me... What's happening? M-My shoulders? Augh? Are they shrinking? My waist? It's getting slimmer... W-What's going on?'

  Broc had a bad feeling about what was happening when his clothes felt baggier as his height began to decrease.

  'N-No... This can't be happening... I'm going to die, aren't I? Dammit, why does this always happen to—AUNGH!?'

  Broc moaned out loud as his masculine hips started to widen, his crotch started to shrink, and all the fat from his stomach, buttocks, and face was quickly being absorbed. Then, his chest expanded and became bigger and rounder. His thighs plumped up. His arms slimmed down, and his muscles started to melt away. His body hair was starting to disappear, and his skin was becoming smoother and softer. And as soon as the transformation was complete, he looked like a beautiful woman.

  "O-oooh..." Broc moaned as his manly voice changed into a feminine one. His once rugged face transformed, softening into a more refined look, with a slimmer nose that added a touch of elegance. His lips, fuller and more inviting, contrasted with the sharpness of his previous features. Even his eyes took on a new sparkle while his hair seemed to shift with a newfound luster. As his frame grew smaller, his clothes hung loosely around him, billowing like sails in the wind, hinting at a remarkable change unfolding.

  Chase's eyes were closed as he concentrated on the flow of his mana, even though he was curious to see how the change was taking pce. He had no idea what Broc looked like as his appearance continued to be transformed.

  'Aunh? W-What's happening? T-This isn't normal! Oooh, my body feels strange... But not in a bad way... What is this sensation? Aaahh! It feels so good...' Broc thought. He was trying to resist the changes. But it was no use. The transformation was happening no matter what.

  With each passing second, his physique began to transform, softening into alluring curves that spoke of femininity. The man he once was faded away, making space for a new identity. Strikingly beautiful, he was evolving into a captivating woman, exuding confidence and allure in every graceful shift of his form. Broc tried to resist as much as he could until he felt something changing between his legs. Something that he was always disgusted to see dangling there every time he took a bath. It was something he didn't understand at such a young age. His mind told him that he wasn't a boy, but his parents said he was. But now, that thing was disappearing as his male genitalia started to recede and morph into a vagina.

  "Oh?... Oooh..." Broc's feminine voice moaned. He could feel the changes occurring. But instead of panicking, he rexed, allowing the transformation to continue. It was an exhirating experience. A rush of pleasure washed over him, and a sense of euphoria flooded his system as an empty space was forming, and a brand new hole was taking shape in the cervix of her pelvis.

  "Ooh! Oh? Oooh?... Haaah?" Broc gasped and moaned. Her new vagina was now fully formed. It was tight, but she could feel a tingling sensation running through her body. She felt whole and complete like she had finally discovered herself.

  A part of Broc was shocked and scared, but a part of her felt that this was right—that she should have been born this way. She always felt disgusted whenever she saw her male parts. This is the body she always dreamed of having. It was like a dream—a wonderful dream. She felt liberated from her old body.

  "Mmmmhhh," Broc moaned in a sweet feminine voice; her body was tingling with pleasure, which made her arch her back and sway her hips in a sexy way.

  Chase's eyes were closed. He didn't dare open them. His concentration was focused on his mana and his Demon Lord powers. And when he was finally finished with his corruption, he released a breath of relief.

  "Oh? Oooooh," she moaned as the st remnants of her male identity were erased.

  Her chest continued to expand, and her breasts swelled to a size that fit her frame perfectly, even though her male clothes were now a few sizes too big for her. She had never felt like this before and stopped resisting. Her body felt amazing. She had no idea why she was enjoying this so much. She didn't know how this was happening. All she knew was that this was the best thing ever.

  'It's gone! My cock is gone! And I have a pussy? Ooh! Oooooh, this doesn't feel wrong. It feels so right. But my father told me that thinking about these thoughts was bad! They were sinful! Oh, my goodness! M-my body! My body feels so amazing. I-I-I can't resist this feeling... It feels so good...'

  Broc lost her male pride and embraced the feelings coursing through her veins. It was like a dam broke, and she let all her pent-up emotions come rushing out. It was an exhirating sensation—a powerful and irresistible feeling that she could not deny. Her entire body felt alive, tingling with anticipation as a strange pressure built inside of her.

  'I want to be a woman! I want to be a woman! Ooooooh!'

  "Ahh, yes. I feel good, I feel good," Broc mumbled as she arched her back and raised her hips, moving them sensually.

  "Aaaahh!" Broc screamed out in pleasure. It made Chase flinch, but the transformation was only halfway.

  'M-My mind! I-it feels like it's expanding. It's like a fog has been lifted, and I can finally think clearly. What happened? My thoughts are clearer than ever. I've never felt like this before. I-I can think without it hurting. Aungh!? M-My chest feels heavy! Oooh, so sensitive. Oh! What's happening between my legs? Haaah? I-Is this what it feels like to have a womb?'

  Broc could feel a warm tingle between her legs. She was confused at first. But the more she focused on that feeling, the more she felt a wetness between her thighs. And her B-cup breasts were becoming bigger. They were slowly developing into a full C-cup.

  'Nnnhhh... I-I can feel a pressure building in my crotch. Oooh, it feels so good. Ah, but Father said this is wrong, so wrong... F-Fuck you, Father! H-He would be ashamed if he saw me like this... BUT I DON'T CARE! AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!'

  Broc couldn't help herself; she reached between her legs and touched herself. She could feel a wetness between her fingers. She couldn't stop herself as her body's transformation was almost done. Her lips became thicker and plump as her cheeks became fuller. Her eyes grew softer, and her eyeshes longer. Her bck hair turned dark blue as it grew past her shoulders. Her ears also grew a little bit pointy, and her face became more feminine. And her height shrank until she was 5 feet 6 inches tall.

  Broc's eyes fluttered open, and they were a stunning golden yellow color. Her gaze was piercing and alluring, filled with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. She was beginning to feel a strange sensation between her legs. The wetness was starting to spread on the material of her trousers, and she couldn't help but moan. It felt so good, and she didn't want it to stop. She had no idea what a female orgasm felt like as she was about to discover one for the first time.

  'W-What's happening!? Ah, something's coming! Oooh, am I going to cum!? H-How do I stop this?'

  "Oooh..." Broc moaned sweetly. Her eyes fluttered as she looked up at the night sky with golden pupils. She didn't understand what was happening. All she knew was that something was off. But it was a feeling that she couldn't resist.

  Her moans got louder, and her hips bucked.

  'W-What's happening!? W-Why am I feeling this way? Huh!? Is that the Demon Lord!? Oh, fuck!'

  Her lust jumped when her eyes met with Chase's. His eyes were closed, and his hand was hovering over her chest. She wished he was using that hand to explore her newly developed body. The moment she made eye contact, Broc was overwhelmed by her arousal. She wanted him to take her right then and there. But he was a Demon Lord, and he was still pumping his demonic mana into her, and she panicked that he would turn her into a monster.

  'No! No! Please stop!' Broc screamed in her mind, but her body betrayed her, and her mind went bnk.

  Broc didn't understand what was happening to her. Her memories were fuzzy as her lust was increasing rapidly. She couldn't think straight. All she could think about was her Master.

  "Oooh... Nnnggghh... Aaaahhh," Broc moaned, and her body quivered.

  Broc was confused. It was second nature for her to suppress her attraction toward men all her life, and now that she had the perfect body to express her sexual desires, she didn't know what to do with herself. She had no idea where she was or what happened. And the most concerning was why she sounded different. She tried to move her arm, but she was shocked when she noticed it was much smaller and softer than before. She was stuck as she looked down at her body. She saw a pair of breasts on her chest pushing her baggy clothes.

  "Wh-what is-AUNH!" Broc's body felt the rush of pleasure as she started growing two cute tiny horns on her forehead.

  'N-No! He's turning into a monster! I don't want to become a monster! AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!'

  Broc used all her strength to try to escape, but she was too weak to break free from the grasp of the Demon Lord. Her body shook and shivered uncontrolbly. Her newfound breasts were bouncing and jiggling as the Demon Lord's curse had already taken root. Soon, another rush of pleasure shot down her spine as a tail grew out of her rear and tore through her trousers. It was a long, thin tail covered in a deep shade of purple with a spade tip.

  "Ooooh!" Broc cried out as her fingers and toenails grew longer and blueish while her canines became pointer. "Umm," she mumbled, and her voice was now higher pitched, more feminine, and very cute.

  'Ah, ah, oh my gosh, aahh! HE'S MAKING ME A HIDEOUS MONSTER!' Broc thought. She didn't realize that she was becoming a sexy Succubus instead.

  Her newfound horns were a deep shade of purple and were a little bit curved upward. She also had a pair of pointed ears. And her beautiful dark blue hair reached down to her shoulders, framing her gorgeous face. Broc looked like an exotic beauty. A seductress, a temptress. Her allure was so powerful that it could draw in even the most hardened warriors.

  Chase was sweating as he was almost done corrupting her body and soul.

  "It's almost done, Eve! Let me know if the transformation causes him too much pain. I'll stop once it's complete," Chase said.

  'Wh-who is Eve? Ooh, ooh, ah, m-my body feels so good. Oh no! Wh-what's going on? Wh-what did the Demon Lord do to me?'

  Broc felt a wave of jealousy wash over her when she heard the Demon Lord say a woman's name. She couldn't understand why. But it made her furious.

  "Hmm?" Broc grunted as her thoughts were interrupted. She could feel a warm and wet sensation between her legs.

  "Alright, Master. But I don't think this woman is compining," Eve said with a chuckle.

  Something about Eve's voice irritated her, "S-Stut up!"

  Broc's voice sounded different. It had a feminine ring to it now. It was smooth and sultry, like honey dripping from her lips.

  "E-eh? I-Is my voice?..." Broc mumbled. She was too distracted to pay any attention to her surroundings. She tried to focus on her transformation. She knew the Demon Lord was still working on corrupting her. But the pleasure that came with it was making it hard to concentrate, and she was about to be hit with her first female orgasm.

  "Mmmmhhh." Broc groaned as a new and unfamiliar feeling shot up her spine. Her pussy was throbbing, and her clitoris was swollen. She had no idea what was happening.

  "Well, well, this transformation seems to have taken quite a toll on your mind, young dy," Eve teased.

  "S-SHUT UP~AAAUUNNNGGGHHH!?!?!"

  With one st jolt of pleasure, Broc's body stiffened as her newfound pussy convulsed. A hot sticky liquid squirted out from her cunt and drenched her trousers while her male clothes began to fill out as her chest and hips expanded. Broc's body became soft, her skin smoothed over, and her features became more refined as she orgasmed from her first female orgasm.

  'Aaaaahhh! Ooooooooohhhh, oh, my gosh, oooooohhhhh~YES!?!'

  Broc leaned her head back and gasped. She had never experienced such a rush before. The pleasure was indescribable. She had no idea why it felt so good. But she loved every second of it. Her pussy continued to squirt as her body spasmed. And the look on her face was pure ecstasy.

  "Well, well, looks like our guest is quite enjoying her transformation. Wouldn't you agree, Master?" Eve teased.

  "Nnngghhh! AAAUUUNNGGHHH!?!" Broc screamed out in pleasure as the power of her female orgasm continued to rock her entire being. It was so intense. So powerful. So addictive. She thought the Demon Lord was trying to corrupt her soul, to become his sex sve, and yet, she couldn't help but love what was happening to her. She didn't realize that Chase wasn't trying to turn her into a mindless sve but an honest person. Her mind was still her own, and her will was freed. Sure, her physical male side was gone. But now, in its pce, was a new and exciting side that had been dormant. Her true self. A beautiful, sexy, and alluring woman who had just discovered her true sexuality. She had no idea how, but she knew this was what she wanted. She wanted to be a woman. But what she didn't know was what this demon lord had in store for her, and that was the only thing holding back her full happiness.

  "Aaahh, hmm, ahh, ooh, ahh, ahh... N-No... M-Master..." Broc moaned, her body trembling in the afterglow of her intense climax.

  Chase had no idea why Broc called him Master. He was worried that Broc would be pissed for becoming a woman, but he could hear the lust in her voice, and it made him intrigued. He wanted to know why Broc had called him Master, but he couldn't let him go until the process was complete. Which was right about...

  < Process Complete! A new Succubus has been born. >