Baphomet Sister 11

"This is... me..."

Horns, ears, paws and hooves, tail.

I stared at and touched each changed part in turn.

As I did so, the monster in the mirror made the same movements, only with right and left reversed.

The palpitations of my chest were growing more rapid at the sight.

It wasn't nerves; it was something close to anticipation.

"I feel strange. This is me, isn't it...?"

I clenched and unclenched my hands and swished my tail, as if trying to make sure of my now-monstrous body.

Each time I did so, I felt myself growing more accustomed to the sensation of it.

I became engrossed in moving my body, like a child who had gotten a new toy.

As I did so, the revulsion I had felt for this grotesque form was fading away without my even being aware of it.

It now seemed lovely to me, just as the Lilim had said.

My tail swished violently back and forth, reflecting what was in my heart.

I couldn't help smiling a little at the tail, which was honestly expressing my gladness.

The Lilim, still embracing me from behind, whispered in my fur-covered ear.

"Hee hee. How do you like it? How does it feel to have become a monster — the demon-beast baphomet?"

"Demon-beast... baphomet..."

The moment I spoke that name aloud, I felt a tiny spec of humanity remaining somewhere in my mind suddenly vanish.

At the same time, the sense of discomfort left my body, and a strangely pleasant feeling took its place.

It was an airy, comfortable sensation like I'd felt when, a long time ago, I'd drunk alcohol by mistake.

"This must be what it means to become a monster," I thought absentmindedly. Still in a dreamy state of mind, I hugged myself tight.

"I see... I... ended up becoming a monster..." An unaffectedly cheerful voice slipped from my mouth, which formed into the shape of a smile.

Tiny fangs peeked out just a little from between my lips.

"Tee hee, ah ha ha..." I let out an innocent laugh, still looking like a child.

But there was definitely something different about it — a lascivious note that hadn't been there before.

"Ah... Big brother..." I called for the person I loved most.

That alone was enough to make lascivious visions float through my head one after another, increasing my arousal.

The flames of lust burned red in the violet eyes reflected in the mirror, which seemed deeper than before, and a long, hot sigh escaped my half-open mouth.

My tongue darted out like a fire lizard's and ran over my lips with an audible smack.

The me in the mirror shook too, her face flushed.

"Big brother, big brother." I deliriously called for big brother, hugging myself and squirming as I rubbed my inner thighs together.

My breathing was ragged, and the sound of panting tickled my ears.

I murmured heartrendingly, my carnal desires ignited by my now-monstrous body and mind.

"Ooh... Ah, aahn... Big brother, I want you..."

Driven by the almost maddening thirst, I instinctively stretched a hand to my secret place.

It would have been an unthinkable act when I'd been human, but as I was now I showed no hesitation.

My extended fingers touched my closed slit.

As the soft fur-covered fingers made contact with my sensitive parts, an electric shock went through my spine.

It was so intense I felt that my mind was being burned up.

The pleasure sated just a little of my hunger.

But it wasn't nearly enough.

I collapsed to the floor with a thump and began to move my fingers furiously.

At that, the pleasure swelled up into a gigantic wave that tossed me about.

"Aahn! So good! This feels so good!"

The pleasure brought tears to my eyes as I continued to move the fingers I'd slipped into my secret place.

My ceaselessly-gushing love juices dirtied my hand and stained the floor, but I took no notice in the face of the pleasure racing through me.

While I immersed myself in masturbation, the satisfied Lilim called out to me.

"Hee hee. You certainly seemed to be entranced. I've set a ward to keep people away, so pleasure yourself to your heart's content."

I didn't even spare the time to answer her and continued stirring up my secret place.

As I was now, being watched by the Lilim didn't bother me in the least.

Lewd, wet sounds filled the room and, as if in answer, my monster's body gave birth to an intense pleasure.

"Take your time now..." As she finished speaking, darkness enveloped the Lilim's figure.

Just like that, she vanished as if dissolving into thin air.

Left alone in the room, I indulged in the endless pleasure welling up from my body without regard for anything else.

• • • • • • • • • • • •

My consciousness slowly floated up from within the pitch-black mud.

I let out a groan, restlessly twisting my body.

As feeling returned to my cheek, I became aware of the sensation of soft cloth.

What I'd thought was the ground was white sheets.

It seemed that I was lying on a bed.

The room was dark, and the lamp at my bedside burned with an orange flame, so I must have slept for a very long time.

I blinked two or three times, then raised my eyelids, still heavy with drowsiness.

The lamplight revealed familiar scenery to my blurred vision.

The brown wood-grain ceiling; the pale-pink curtains; the desk on which the lamp rested; the cushioned chair.

On the opposite wall, I could see a bookcase on whose shelves my favorite books were neatly arranged.

When, still lying on my side, I turned my head, several strands of hair fell across my face, tickling my skin.

Right beside my face, near my pillow, a stuffed animal sat, looking small and quiet.

It was my favorite stuffed bear, faded and with telltale stitches here and there where frays had been mended.

"Huh?" A bewildered exclamation slipped from my mouth.

There could be no mistake: this was my own room.

Still, I felt something catch at my mind.

Raising myself from the bed, I stretched in an effort to clear my head.

When I did so, I finally realized the source of my discomfort: I hadn't been in this room until just now.