I followed discretely, passing time as they approached a hotel, wandering in.  I crept behind, keeping out of their sight and followed them to their room on the third floor.  When they entered the room, I slipped around, crawling like a spider along the outside wall of the building, then slipped into the cracked window of the room and under the bed while the three indulged in a bit of foreplay. 

    One of the girls was blonde, with an ok figure and cute face.  The other had raven hair, luscious breasts, and a figure to be envied.  The blond was beautiful in her own right, but it was the dark-haired woman with the Ice-Blue eyes that captivated me.  I wanted her, had to have her...

    The Demon-Slayer took the Raven-haired woman first, while the Blonde caressed them both.  When he came, there were no throaty moans from Midnight, as I named her in my head.  When she got up to go to the bathroom, and the other two began fucking like animals on the bed, I followed low and slow, creeping in and getting behind her silently as she fussed with her makeup, disappointed with the sex.  A thought froze her in place, silencing any screams as her mind and emotions whipped to confused, then terrified as I quietly closed the door.

    When she saw me stand behind her, she wanted to scream, terror ruling her as I slid my finger down her back from the nape of her neck to the crack of her ass, peeled her skin open and crawled inside her body.  I'd taken a girl as my skin before, but the heady feelings of my flesh melding with hers, skin sliding into skin, bones and muscles quivering orgasmically as every part of me invaded and merged with every part of her was something I would treasure.

    I was Midnight, and I was beautiful.  I wasn't perfect though, and I intended to rectify it as the helpless girl behind my eyes watched and felt as her body moved against her will, looked in the mirror and slid a hand to her-no-my wet snatch and smiled.  "I'm going to enjoy wearing you," I whispered just for her as her mind went live with fear, and arousal as what I felt, I shared with her.  I tossed the lipstick she'd been fussing with into the sink and sauntered out to meet my two new playmates.

    He'd finished again, a disappointing experience I'd imagine as my partner stood and greeted me.  I whispered in her ear my plan, and she grinned.  The money on the tabletop told the tale.  This demon-hunter had paid two prostitutes to keep him company on Demon's Eve.  Little did he realize he was going to become part of my Midnight suit.

    He was leaning up against the headboard as I slowly crawled up to him, putting my mouth between his legs and coaxing him hard once more.  When he was fully Erect I moved up and turned, sitting on his lap as I slowly began pressing his shaft into the unfamiliar sensation of an anal sphincter.  As I pushed down, and he filled my backside he looked shocked.

    "I thought you said no anal."  It was almost adorable, the expression on his face.

    "I changed my mind, love."  As I seated myself fully on his lap, I beckoned my partner over, and she put her face between my thighs and began licking my pussy while I purred.  He put his hand to my ass and slowly began pushing me up and down on his shaft while the blonde licked me out.

    Neither of them realized what was happening until it was too late.  When the blonde realized that her hands, wrapped around my thighs, had merged with my sexy legs and hips, it was too late.  Her scream died on her lips as her face suddenly was pushed firmly into my crotch, mouth lips merging to labial lips that would now serve an entirely new function as she tried to scream with the ecstasy of the change.  His legs had pulled in, beginning to merge with my ass as his entire being became overloaded with sensation, and his hands had fused to my hips as he realized the danger and desperately tried to free himself to get at his weapons.

    He tried to escape me, and found that his struggles pushing and pulling only fused his arms and legs deeper into my hips, penis and anus merging, forming an odd organ for my pleasure.  My legs had sunk into the blonde's body, merging with her back as her arms vanished, head smoothing over with my hips as my hips and legs fully transformed into a long, thick, fleshy tube as her thrashing form pleasurably smoothed out, engulfed in the cylinder of flesh that her body was becoming.  Her legs kicked frantically for a few moments before fusing, thrashing, thickening into a long tube with a massive glans at the end.

    The Demon-Hunter was boneless and losing definition as I rolled over onto my belly, smiling at the new sensations.  His flesh sagged, skin became wrinkly like a sack of skin, shrinking bonelessly and spasming, pushing, then pulsing as his being split, merging with my ass completely to form the sac containing a pair of sentient testicles that involuntarily contracted, squeezing cum into the prostate where his cock and my anus had merged, then pushed the delectable, milky drops of pre-cum from my new testicles, through the tube of my former pussy, and blondie's mouth, down her throat , through the length of my new serpentine shaft before erupting exquisitely from the piss-slit of the eight-foot long, serpentine cock that now engulfed my hips and legs.  This new sensation was utterly lovely, and I slid the tip of my new body-cock across the wall, smearing it with sticky fluid.

    As my changes settled, I felt my new, massive balls clench tightly as the panicked demon-hunter tried to do something, anything, and I experienced my very first orgasm as a cock-naga, moaning helplessly for over a minute, my new cock-tail sprayed several gallons of hot, ropey cum across the wall of the room while the three trapped minds were overwhelmed by the orgasm. 

    When it was over, I smiled and slid my lower body to the floor, settling upright, trailing three or four feet of penis behind me as I slithered gently through the cum-pools slicked all over the floor of the hotel room.  Each motion caused my balls to clench, delightfully squirting a little more pre-cum onto the floor behind me.  I grabbed a large suitcase as I left, dumping out the Slayer's weapons in his room. I slithered to the elevator, trailing small puddles of cum, then exploding again, and jetting gallons more cum across the hallway, drenching a couple as they exited their rooms while I slid into the Elevator.

    I hit the button to keep the elevator stopped as I peeled off my new outfit, gingerly pushing Midnight into the suitcase, cheating with magic to make her fit before letting the elevator move again, finally stepping out of the lobby, hauling the case out the door as though the heavy, fleshy thing inside were nothing more than a bag of light summer wear.  I had to get back home quickly, so I could put my Midnight Suit in my closet for later.

    When I got home, Charles was still mercifully asleep and I was able to hang midnight up properly.  It had only been a little over an hour since I left, and it still wasn't enough.  I had more shopping to do.  Every step brought another surge as I left again to find another outfit.  A man and woman, were crossdressing together as I walked by in celebration of the holiday.  When I was gone, the man was a slender woman with chestnut hair and maddeningly high libido while her now-male partner tried to comfort her and get her home while trying to fight the straining, torturous erection he now sported.

    I began walking towards...

    I saw her, I saw Donna, or a woman who looked very like her.  It was impossible of course, as Donna had left Milly's Bar & Grill on the border of Freya's Realm as a sexy blue-ringed cocktopus, and this woman lacked the scarring on the cheeks.  Nostalgia won out as I trailed her, slipping into the bar behind her as she entered.  The people here were transformed for the most part, and the blonde went to the bathroom with an odd vial she removed from her purse.  The excitement she felt was palpable, and I decided that her name was Donna.

    Donna had been an Alchemy student scarred, and then for the delight of a crowd, I used alchemy to paint a tantalizing transformation upon her body.  She had been an able assistant, but when we parted ways, I had no way to showcase the work I'd done on her in my shop.  It was an oversight I intended to correct.

    I stopped her before she could drink the vial in the bathroom, whatever transformation she was about to take aborted as I slid myself into her body after dissolving her clothing.  As my flesh merged with hers I smirked and mussed my hair, then changed her eyes to the pretty green Donna had sported.  I shook my head as my passenger was forced to watch as I puppeted her form like a body glove, transforming her blonde hair into a vivid blue that bobbed at her shoulders.  Her shock and horror were mixed with amazement as I began warping her flesh, and she felt her body decide that she was no longer in charge.

    My skin turned yellow, bright yellow, then blue rings in a lovely pattern made themselves known on my flesh.  I took one hand and smoothed out my right arm, elongating it until the newly-formed tentacle could comfortably reach my ankles.  I pushed the tip into my mouth, sucking on it, dissolving my own teeth and merging my tongue to the pussy that took my mouth and nose.  I told you it was one of my favorite transformations.

    When I was done, I wrapped the tentacle around my remaining arm, smoothing and stretching it out until I had another octopus tentacle with a normal cockhead at the tip, suckers forming on the undersides, boneless below my elbows.  I looked critically at my legs, pressing them together, forcing them to pleasurably merge, then thicken, then erupt outward, splaying in eight directions as eight more tentacles connected to one another by a "skirt" of webbed skin made themselves known to the world while I moaned through the sensitive, toothless mouth that lay at the center of my new appendages, where my original pussy once had been.

    "Oh my that is delightful" I mouthed as the words were as pleasurable as when I wore Alisaundra and her vuvlva-concealed mouth, only coming from between my hips this time.  The thick tongue behind the lips played merrily with the fleshy passage as my whole body shuddered.  I didn't bother trying to be discrete, slithering out into the bar on eight tentacles that were each twice as long as my original legs and about as thick, each tipped with a normal cockhead.  I got dozens of compliments on my new form, three impromptu blowjobs of my tentacle tips that rewarded someone with a shot of spunk as I felt the pleasure of more orgasms, and gave another transformee a thrill by getting him to cum in my toothless pussyface before leaving with a smug, "just fucked" expression written all over me.  My involuntary bodymate was nearly losing her mind with glee, and lust, similar to my living mannequin as she realized that she was a mere puppet, and had to live vicariously through me.
    My parting gift to the bar was spiking the drink of a loud, drunken hermaphrodite who was incapable of keeping hir top on with the vial Donna had been preparing to drink.  When I left shi was delicately, and silently propped up in a stool, naked.  What was left of hir was a living, fleshy love doll parked in the bar for anyone who wished to use at a whim.

    It still wasn't enough.

    I hung Donna next to Alisaundra and Midnight, then slipped out again, hopping onto the street as the sunlight was fading.

    I went out five more times, coming back each time with a new addition to my wardrobe of flesh.  The first was a complex change, a poker game interrupted as I changed one man into a woman, then wore her as I absorbed her friends into myself.  I named her Viola, and her sandy blonde, curly hair offset the pussyface I gave her and lovely, coffee complexion of brown skin. 

    When I was finished, I had six breasts, each delicately capped with another pussy in place of a nipple.  I left her pussy intact, save for an incredulous pair of staring eyes that matched the pair on Charles' hips, complete with person trapped inside.  Viola's hands had been replaced with a delicate vulva flower each, with passages traveling up her forearms capable of accepting eighteen-inch cocks. 

    Each of my breasts, and my pussy on my face once were one of the card players, as were my two vuvla hands.  My lower body extended out, centaur-like as a second feminine form was merged into my ass.  My new lower-body extended behind me to give me balance, and the cock between my rear hips was perfectly positioned so I would be able to fuck Charles' pussy easily.  All four of my feet had been replaced with pussy-hooves, the same way I had reshaped Charles' feet.  The five girlfriends in attendance enjoyed being my legs and hooves, or the quivering vagina up front, or the hermaphroditic penis and pussy I had in the rear.
    Viola went up in the closet next to the others, and Charles, so very exhausted from her ordeal, still did not wake as I passed in and out of my home.

    The naga skin I created was exotic, and delightful.  I created the delightful, redheaded creature with a group who collaborated to make themselves into a naga with colored cloth and Belly Dancer regalia.  The end result was a ravishing, female creature with a mouth built the same as I'd had with Alisaundra, pussy behind lips, exotic curves, two arms and a glittering, white-pearl scaled tail replacing my legs that extended twenty-five feet behind my imposing, six-foot tall form. 

    The redhead's five friends comprised the glittering, scaled appendage that trailed behind me.  Twin penises hidden behind split scales bearing soft spines that were delightful to touch completed the image with the matching vaginal passages immediately below.  As I slithered my new body home I made plans to share with Charles, wrapping her in my tail and sliding my sexy hemipenii into her eye-pussies in an erotic, sinuous face-fuck while my tailtip violated her sentient sex between her legs.  I named my Naga-suit Lamia.

    Twin lovelies with doe-brown eyes and mahogany, wild hair became siamese twins as I merged with them.  Having two heads, and being able to hold two conversations was delightful.  Having four arms and eight breasts in two rows on a sexy single body was amazing, and seeing through two sets of eyes, holding kissing two people at once?  It was sublime.  Gemini was the name I gave to this form.

    Another brunette became an interesting change with four breasts and no head, a simple vagina where my neck should be.  Underneath the four bouncing, luscious globes on my new chest, my eyes rested above my pussy and my tongue slid in and out of my toothless "mouth" on my crotch delightfully.  Her boyfriend let me fuck him, sliding my mouth on his shaft in odd mirror of some of my favorite changes as I gave him the best blowjob of his life.  He joined his puppeted girlfriend as another pussy in my ass that would quiver and flutter pleasurably as he tried to beg for help, or for mercy.  I called her Ally.

    Roan started as three College girls out on the town.  When she ended, I was an imposing, seven-foot tall creature, muscular and feminine with a lovely face any narcissist could covet and a mane of snow-white hair that traveled down my back.  I delighted in the red-brown fur covering my back, my arms and legs  My chest was furless, sporting four massive tits that looked perfectly reasonable on my large frame, my hips were graced with a horse cock as long and thick as a man's forearm, and a mare's vagina that could easily accept the same.  My legs were digitigrade, and ended in massive clydesdale-like hooves capped with white "socks" of fur.  The horse tail coming from my rear was a given, but my hands were a joy, three-fingered, black-skinned and those thick, long fingers were sensitive cocks I could used to pleasure any feminine creature short of a Size Queen.  Suckling on the tips was rewarded with a spurt of cum that I drank down with gusto.  One of Roan's girlfriends was the massive horsecock between my legs, the other my mare's pussy. 

         My last trip out found me at a sex show.  The finale was supposed to be a transformation, and I had just the one in mind.  I sabotaged the alchemy they prepared quietly, and hijacked a volunteer just before he took to the stage.  His confusion was priceless as I approached the man and woman, no, shemale and a lovely one at that, coupling on the large, round bed.  I climbed onto the bed with them as the "demon Cum" was poured out on us, and I grabbed the liquid mana with my will to guide the transformation mostly the way I wanted.

    I feigned a long moan and began rubbing my body as I let myself reshape into a wildly curly-haired redhead before the crowd, not too different from my Alisaundra skin, except retaining only two breasts and arms.  The man and shemale were fused toegether, her back to his front as they pulsed and flopped bonelessly, their bodies thickening and elongating.  Their limbs were absorbed as the amalgam-creature sprouted row after row of generous breasts without nipples, flesh turning pink on those breasts and her originals while the two heads merged, hair vanishing entirely as their shared mouth widened. 

    The pair fell on their back as I grew eight more large tits, the last pair on my upper thighs to the fascinated crowd.  The odd creature the other pair had become contracted, then splayed open, labial folds flinging juices all over the crowd before the pussy-slug thing they had become undulated towards me.  I rolled onto my breasts and feigned trying to escape as the heavy, slick, wet thing slid over me, engulfing me as I screamed in genuine pleasure as my lower body merged with the creature, legs dissolving bonelessly to join the muscles and meat the monstrosity had become.

    Ugh it felt good, so good that my unwilling skin lost him, or rather, herself in the sensations.  My entire upper body, un-absorbed by the pussy-slug thing turned pinkish as my skin became insanely sensitive.  My writhing caused me to shriek as my entire body below the hips contracted, cumming messily and agonizingly pleasurably with each spasm.  Trying to pick myself up the first two times resulted in more of these glorious orgasms.

    When I finally got myself upright, the crowd cheered.  I was the upper body of a massive, sluglike pussy, labial folds splitting up my front, below my hips with a gaping opening, that went from the front to the tip of my sluglike tail-body behind me.  I looked like a pinkish woman with red hair to my waist, lovely face, ten breasts capped with toothless, tongueless mouths concealing vaginal passages, facial pussy replacing my mouth and nose, and my hips were graced by a clitoral hood, surrounded by delicate labia traveling from behind me, around my front to conceal rows of massive, breast-like clits that would rub against the ground as I undulated forward.

    As I slid forward, someone slid a hand across my arm, and my whole lower body quivered pleasurably.  My upper body was a mobile, sensitive clitoris for the pussy I had basically become.  Each push forward dragged my sensitive flesh across the ground, floor, people in delightful waves of sensation that caused my body to gush more fluids to help me move more easily.

    A husband and wife had stripped and snuck around me while I was distracted by the intense sensations and I shrieked as each one pushed into the maw of the vaginal passage in front, almost hidden by my labial "petticoats" and joined each other, fucking with abandon within my slick, writhing, slug-like body.  I couldn't move the sensations were so overwhelming.

    Each motion drove me mad, and I cannot describe the massive orgasm after massive orgasm I felt as the two stimulated me from within, and others rubbed my upper body, delighting in the raw sensations they inflicted upon me while my pussy-body massaged and squeezed the lovers together, swelling immensely.  I finally expelled the pair, only changed.  The woman was squeezed out of me, followed by her own slug-like pussy-body comprised of her once-husband and upper body clit formed from her while my pussy-body deflated.  Two more couples took the plunge, and the two husbands wound up as the clits on top of the pussy-slugs.

    I didn't leave till morning, my need to acquire more and more skin suits sated as I slowly, exquisitely, enjoyed the orgasmic trip home.  Each slow push forward slid my slimy labia and clit-breasts along the uneven surface of the ground, stimulating my new cunt-form maddeningly. 

    This one felt right, and I knew I would be wearing this skin,  Lorelei, quite often in the future, along with Midnight and the others.  When I heaved my massive form back into bed, I gently, carefully took a shivering Charles and rolled onto my back, then fed her legs into my massive flesh cave, and let her warm up by sliding her inside myself to her shoulders, shuddering in pleasure as my massive pussy form tried to milk her gently like a cock.

    I don't know how long I waited, but when Charles started stirring, no longer shivering, I greeted her by kissing the splayed tendrils of her cock-hair with the lips on my breasts. I slipped the middle and ring fingers of my right hand, matching the motion on my left, into the fleshy, vaginal sockets left in place of Charles' eyes, massaging them from the inside until she moaned and woke to her face quivering in an orgasm that might someday match my own.

I'm a big fan of eye-socket pussies (I used to follow a guy named null-brainz who used them extensively) but I've always happens to the owner of said pussies' brain - does it get displaced? Something to flesh out.