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Name: Samantha (Sam) Allen/Jezebel
Age: 16/18
Occupation: Student/Succubus
Nationality: England
Hometown: Decora City
Hair: Red

Eyes: Green

Sam Allen had been staying with her sister, Jenny, in Decora City for a few weeks. She was still getting used to the city, it was quite a bit different than her life in London. The girls there seemed more materialistic and really shallow. They carried their expensive purses and wore tiny or tight outfits that showed off their tanning booth tans. Sam never understood that.

She grabbed her wallet and slipped it into her back pocket of her shorts. She was going out to get some air, feeling a bit couped up in the house. As she exited, she almost stepped on a small envelope that had been left on the stoop. Sam bent down and opened it, it was like a little postcard from some place called La De Baucherie Magique. It must have been some kind of shoppe in town she hadn't heard of yet. She turned the card over and in big flowing letter was "You Are Invited" it then continued in smaller print:

You have been chosen to participate in the first annual La Da Baucherie Magique Beauty Pageant! Women from all over will come together to show off their beauty in a lovely group of categories including;

Bathingsuit
Nightgown
Lingerie
And more...
The winner of the contest will receive-

She stopped reading as she grimaced at the very thought of something so bad as a beauty pageant. It was so dehumanizing to have women dress up and parade around on a stage so that an audience of guys could choose which one had the most value based on her looks. She shook her head, "who would even participate in something objectifying as this?" She groaned. She didn't notice the fine print on the card:

Some alterations will be made to the contestant to aid in diversifying and equalizing the competition. In addition, once invited, attendance is MANDATORY for all contestants. If invitation is refused, proper mental alterations will be made.

Sam just couldn't understand why any woman would volunteer to do something as idiotic as this. "Why not something that shows a woman's intelligence or strength?" She complained to no one, not noticing a slight tightness on her chest as her breasts grew slowly in size. She started walking towards the bookstore, she needed some sort of mental stimulation. As she walked she was unaware that she still had the invitation clasped tightly in her hand. Her walking grew a bit of a sashay as her hips widened and her booty grew to where her shorts felt a little tight.

"What're you looking at?!" She snarled catching a guy rubbernecking to check out her cute ass. "Ugh... Why are all guys such hound dogs?" She sighed as flecks of red began to form on her skin like an odd rash. She looked back at the guy, "I mean he was kinda cute," her eyes widened and she shook off the thought. Gross thoughts.

She continued towards the shopping district, the sway in her hips growing as her teen body blossomed into a full-figured woman. She noticed a few more men looking but didn't snarl at them, instead she took pride in teasing them, two bumps pushing out of her forehead slowly as something was slithering out the back of her pants.

"Heh, poor losers, they don't even know that they haven't got a chance with me," she smiled as her ruby lips grew fuller, glistening with lipgloss she didn't remember applying. The red skin had spread further to cover half her face and most of one arm and one leg, a lengthening spiked tail began to sway behind her as her clothes grew tighter and the material changed.

She continued to walk towards the lingerie shop, wanting to pick up something nice before going clubbing that night. She heard some hooting and hollering above her and turned to see a couple construction workers yelling out catcalls and making obscene gestures. She giggled and gave the boys a playful booty shake before blowing them a kiss, leaving them silent with surprise. The lovely demoness purred a bit as she walked on, "mmm wouldn't mind taking one of those big strong men home and see their hard- huh?" Jezebel finally noticed the invitation in her hand. She read it and smiled ear to ear, "Oh! A beauty contest? That sounds super fun," she practiced posing and even slipped her tight spandex shorts down a bit, catching the eyes of several guys nearby. "Mmmm could be fun to show off for the boys," she checked the address then looked beside her, she was already there.

She smiled at her luck and skipped in,

"Sign me up!"

Description

Name: Samantha (Sam) Allen/Jezebel
Age: 16/18
Occupation: Student/Succubus
Nationality: England
Hometown: Decora City
Hair: Red

Eyes: Green

Sam Allen had been staying with her sister, Jenny, in Decora City for a few weeks. She was still getting used to the city, it was quite a bit different than her life in London. The girls there seemed more materialistic and really shallow. They carried their expensive purses and wore tiny or tight outfits that showed off their tanning booth tans. Sam never understood that.

She grabbed her wallet and slipped it into her back pocket of her shorts. She was going out to get some air, feeling a bit couped up in the house. As she exited, she almost stepped on a small envelope that had been left on the stoop. Sam bent down and opened it, it was like a little postcard from some place called La De Baucherie Magique. It must have been some kind of shoppe in town she hadn't heard of yet. She turned the card over and in big flowing letter was "You Are Invited" it then continued in smaller print:

You have been chosen to participate in the first annual La Da Baucherie Magique Beauty Pageant! Women from all over will come together to show off their beauty in a lovely group of categories including;

Bathingsuit
Nightgown
Lingerie
And more...
The winner of the contest will receive-

She stopped reading as she grimaced at the very thought of something so bad as a beauty pageant. It was so dehumanizing to have women dress up and parade around on a stage so that an audience of guys could choose which one had the most value based on her looks. She shook her head, "who would even participate in something objectifying as this?" She groaned. She didn't notice the fine print on the card:

Some alterations will be made to the contestant to aid in diversifying and equalizing the competition. In addition, once invited, attendance is MANDATORY for all contestants. If invitation is refused, proper mental alterations will be made.

Sam just couldn't understand why any woman would volunteer to do something as idiotic as this. "Why not something that shows a woman's intelligence or strength?" She complained to no one, not noticing a slight tightness on her chest as her breasts grew slowly in size. She started walking towards the bookstore, she needed some sort of mental stimulation. As she walked she was unaware that she still had the invitation clasped tightly in her hand. Her walking grew a bit of a sashay as her hips widened and her booty grew to where her shorts felt a little tight.

"What're you looking at?!" She snarled catching a guy rubbernecking to check out her cute ass. "Ugh... Why are all guys such hound dogs?" She sighed as flecks of red began to form on her skin like an odd rash. She looked back at the guy, "I mean he was kinda cute," her eyes widened and she shook off the thought. Gross thoughts.

She continued towards the shopping district, the sway in her hips growing as her teen body blossomed into a full-figured woman. She noticed a few more men looking but didn't snarl at them, instead she took pride in teasing them, two bumps pushing out of her forehead slowly as something was slithering out the back of her pants.

"Heh, poor losers, they don't even know that they haven't got a chance with me," she smiled as her ruby lips grew fuller, glistening with lipgloss she didn't remember applying. The red skin had spread further to cover half her face and most of one arm and one leg, a lengthening spiked tail began to sway behind her as her clothes grew tighter and the material changed.

She continued to walk towards the lingerie shop, wanting to pick up something nice before going clubbing that night. She heard some hooting and hollering above her and turned to see a couple construction workers yelling out catcalls and making obscene gestures. She giggled and gave the boys a playful booty shake before blowing them a kiss, leaving them silent with surprise. The lovely demoness purred a bit as she walked on, "mmm wouldn't mind taking one of those big strong men home and see their hard- huh?" Jezebel finally noticed the invitation in her hand. She read it and smiled ear to ear, "Oh! A beauty contest? That sounds super fun," she practiced posing and even slipped her tight spandex shorts down a bit, catching the eyes of several guys nearby. "Mmmm could be fun to show off for the boys," she checked the address then looked beside her, she was already there.

She smiled at her luck and skipped in,

"Sign me up!"