The Devil's Apprentice by Patrick Stewart (polar express read aloud TXT) 📕

“I- I didn’t mean… it’s just that it’s really big and-” he paused, swallowing nervously. “Maybe I should just stop talking,” he muttered.

Melissa smiled politely. Her lips remained sealed. Alex took a swig of his cider and stared out through the glass panels that led to the balcony, doing his best to not seem flustered. It was a while before he noticed Melissa staring at her lap.

Alex watched her for an entire minute before he waved his hand. “Hey.”

It was Melissa’s turn to blush. Her blue cheeks darkened as her eyes widened. Alex managed to hold back a smile as she suddenly sat up straight and turned to face the balcony door, suddenly fascinated by the view. She was awkward, but in a cute way.

More time passed in silence. Alex finished his cider. In that time, Melissa’s eyes wandered around the room, before always settling on his lap, only to quickly shift away. Except, this time, it didn’t.

“You’re doing it again,” Alex said, his tone light.

“Sorry,” Melissa’s cheeks reddened even more. “It’s just that uhh… us demons... we have uhh-”

Alex waited for her to finish, but Melissa stared down at her feet, twiddling her thumbs as they rested on her lap.

“What do you have?”

Melissa laughed nervously. “Some demons… they have- powers, I guess you could call it. Mines is….”

Alex sat up at that and leaned forward eagerly. “You have powers?”

Melissa’s cheeks looked ready to explode, so dark were they. “I’m uhh… always… horny.”

Alex blinked. Horny? Had he heard right? Did she just say her super power was being horny? “Does… does horny mean something else in demon… language?”

Melissa shook her head. Her hands by her side, her fingers dug into the sofa. Her shyness seemed to fade as she stared at him, her chest jutting forward. “It’s a bit more than that.”

“Okay,” Alex grinned. “Do tell.”

“I can change shapes.”

“What now?”

“I can grow taller, be curvier… I can change shapes,” Melissa finished.

Shape-shifting? That sounded like a genuine superpower. Alex stared at her, confused. “What does shape-shifting have to do with being horny?”

Melissa didn’t reply, but simply stared at him, a cheeky spark in her eyes. She remained seated with her chest jutted forward. Her breasts pressed against her white blouse. Her perky nipples began to show.

“Oh…” Alex murmured. “Oh,” he repeated, as it dawned on him. Melissa wasn’t a shape-shifter like Mystique from the X-Men. I can grow taller, be curvier… He stared at her breasts, wondering if they’d grown in size. It was hard to tell. She’d walked into the apartment, looking pretty damned hot in skinny jeans and a fitting blouse hugging her delicious body.

“What are you thinking?”

His eyes still on her chest and the visible nipples that pressed against the white blouse, Alex murmured something in response. Not words. A sound. Primal. “Show me,” he finally said.

For a brief moment, he thought he spotted hesitancy in her yellow eyes. If it was ever there, it was gone quickly. She stood up and pulled off her white blouse before kicking off her heels. She unzipped her jeans and pulled them down.

She stood before him in her black bra and panties. Her blue skin underneath was of a lighter shade of blue than the colour of her face. Pale, it looked more like body paint than a different skin colour.

“What do you want me to do?” Melissa asked.

“Huh?”

“Shall I grow taller? Curvier?” She cupped her breasts with both hands. “Make these bigger?” She arched her back, drawing attention to her curvy bum, she placed a hand on it. “What about my bottom?”

Alex was speechless. Melissa was like a different girl. Now apparently in her element, her shyness of earlier was completely gone. Himself on the other hand, Alex swallowed uncomfortably.

Melissa laughed. She gave him a wink. She wasn’t short to begin with, but she wasn’t tall either. Her figure, she had curvy hips, a thin waist, well-proportioned breasts. And then it began to happen.

Her legs grew longer, her hips widened, her waist tightened. But it was her breasts that changed the most. The black bra filled out and the bridge between the two cups were close to tearing.

“What do you think?” She gave her twirl. Her bottom had changed too. Round, but not too much.

Alex was too stunned to reply. So many thoughts swirled through his mind. Most of them were dirty. No, all of them were dirty.

“You like?” Melissa asked.

Alex nodded like an idiot drunk on lust. He climbed to his feet and stepped towards her. His chest pounding, he placed a hand around her neck. He brushed her surprisingly soft hair away and kissed her on the lips.

Her soft lips. It was a deep kiss. Intoxicating.

Melissa pulled him close. His robe slid off. Her breasts pressed against his chest. Alex grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up. Her legs wrapped around him. The black panties pressed against his growing cock. Alex dropped her onto the sofa. Pulling his lips away, he straightened his back and looked down at her gorgeous body.

Melissa undid her bra strap, then slid it off, letting free her breasts. She raised her legs onto his shoulder and Alex’s fingers dug into her panties as he pulled on them. Melissa brought her knees down to her chest as her panties came off, before parting them, welcomingly.

Alex stared at her blue cunt. He grabbed her inner thighs and squeezed. The force caused her pussy to part. Melissa reached for his enormous cock. Her hand gripped the tip. She guided it to her cunt and rubbed it against her pussy lips.

Alex felt the warm wetness of her pussy as his cock probed the outer edges. He thrust in suddenly. Melissa gasped as her back arched. Her bottom wiggled as she struggled to accommodate