Sinking down onto her bed with a blissful smile, Taylor sighed happily as the perfume’s magic washed over her. Though she had only owned it for a few days, the warm embrace of the transformation it granted was already familiar, like the arms of an old friend wrapping tight around her. It was a swift process, the entire change taking only a few seconds, but for Taylor it felt far
If she was honest, Lara hadn’t anticipated that today would exhaust her as much as it had. After all, given that only the day before she had been swamped by both the frantic nerves and the excited throng of friends and family that surrounded every new bride on her wedding day, she had assumed that spending today with her new husband and nobody else would be a calm, relaxing experience,
The clatter of ice against glass startled Anne, dragging her back to reality. Glancing down the bar, she spotted one of the bartenders pouring an amber liquid over the ice cubes he’d just emptied into a small whiskey tumbler. In front of him a young woman smiled giddily, watching him add several more measuring cups of various liquids into the glass; whatever the drink was, it certainly wasn’t whiskey, and
Alexa’s skin was already tingling as she slipped into the private room, the tips of her fingers beginning to darken into a rich tan. Lengthy manicured talons had sprouted too, giving her the appearance of a cat with her claws out, and she found herself wondering if her soon-to-be lover would enjoy her raking them over his back when they fucked. Usually she would have retreated to the bathroom for
A fiendish smile played over Greed’s lips as the man strode into the bedroom. Fixated on the screen of his phone, he was oblivious to her presence nestled in the corner between a towering brass-framed mirror and the panelled white doors of the room’s walk-in wardrobe. Clad in a luxurious black suit and a crisp, snow-white shirt, the principal of Sofia’s university cut an undeniably fine figure. He was broad
Quietly pleased with herself, Lust admired the entourage she’d acquired on the way through the lap dancing club. Dressed like queens, the two beautiful women giggled girlishly, each sandwiched between a pair of handsome men resplendent in fine suits and polished dress shoes. The way the men ran their hands over their supple curves, it was difficult to believe none of them had ever even met before Lust swept through
‘Hey Brad,’ Wrath cooed. The sweetness of her tone was revolting on her tongue, but she wanted to lure her prey into a false sense of security before bringing his world crashing down. As she’d expected, the athletic jock was more than receptive. Crossing the room somewhat unsteadily, he beamed even as his pint sloshed over the cuff of his shirt, saturating it. There was a lustful gleam in his
Envy was reeling with sheer, mindless ecstasy. Each time she returned to the mortal realm it seemed a little more suited to her: hypersexualised celebrities strutting about inspiring insatiable jealousy into the masses with their perfect bodies and vast wealth; social media addicts perpetually wishing they were living the lives of influencers or brand ambassadors or even just friends who seemed far happier online than in reality; the endless pursuit
Drew was barely able to contain his excitement. Bouncing his legs with childish delight, his eyes were wide and giddy as the two contortionists on stage folded themselves over one another, their twisting bodies rubbing together in their figure-hugging spandex outfits. He had been waiting for this night for what felt like a lifetime. He had only been to the circus once, when he was a young boy, but the
Talia had never been more scared in her entire life. Her heart felt like it was about to give out at any moment, her stomach was a bottomless pit of terror, cold and gnawing, and raw fear crawled up her spine in thick, icy tendrils, writhing over her nape and across her shoulders so it felt almost like a heavy cape around her. Even so, though her eyes brimmed with
