While I am still working on a different story for D-Man, I would like to share a poem that I've written about one of his older sketches.
It's based on this sketch: http://f3.to/demon-man/sketches-odd-and … ryodd-103/

Scorpio-Miss

The fluid in the vial slight,
Sloshing solemnly milky white,
And disrobed of her evening gown,
The maiden drank the whole thing down.
Though naught happened for a small while,
Feelings gave to her a smile.

The changes began like an attack,
And forced her neck to bend back.
Her arms pulled back into her chest,
Her waist turned at it’s behest.
The girl fell upon her back,
Fall broken by her new rack.

Her breasts filled out with fleshy jelly,
And two sets appeared along her belly.
Fingers fattened out as legs,
Three upon each side did stay.
Her eyes they fused into one,
But her changes were not done.

Her neck it thickened like a stock,
Face puffing into a cock.
Like a tail it crew and curled around,
Her eye then did slide down.
Down the shaft to above her slit,
That is where the eye came to sit.

Upon her back two lumps did swell,
Each bulging into a testicle.
They grew in sizes great,
So continued her grisly fate.
Like melons in a massive sack,
Below the shaft upon her back.

She now lives in eternal bliss,
That is the story of the Scorpio-Miss.

Hope you all enjoy it.