My Friend Turned Me Into A Hot Demon Girl

As I approached the door to my friend’s apartment, I could hear the sounds of gunfire from within — probably some video game. I reached up to knock on the door, and the sounds went quiet. The door opened shortly after, revealing a cute girl with freckles and dirty blonde hair. She looked me up and down.

“May I help you?”

I shifted nervously. “Yeah, uh, I’m here to see my friend.” I gave my friend’s name. “Is he here?”

The girl pursed her lips. Another girl’s voice called from within. “No one by that name lives here anymore.”

The girl at the door sighed. “Yeah. I’m Kenzie, that’s Melody. Why don’t you come in?”

She pushed the door open a bit more, gesturing me inside. I stepped inside the apartment, taking a look around. It was similarly furnished to how my friend had had it, but the massive flat screen taking up a large portion of one wall was new.

There was another girl sitting on the couch, a game controller in her hands. Melody, I assumed.

“Hi,” I said.

“Hey,” she replied.

“So, did my friend leave, like, a forwarding address, or…?”

“There is no forwarding address,” Melody replied sharply. “Who are you?”

I shifted anxiously. “Uh, well, he probably wouldn’t recognize me… I, uh, looked very different last we saw each other. We- we had a falling out a year ago…”

Melody pursed her lips. “You’re trans.”

I frowned. “H- how did you know?”

Melody sighed. “Ok. I’m not saying the name I used to know you by, and I would very much like you not to mention that name again. What’s your name now, then?”

I was confused. What was she talking about? “What?”

Melody rolled her eyes. “I am that ‘friend’ you mentioned. Although, I’m not sure how appropriate that title is considering how you responded to my coming out. What was it you said? “Isn’t that just how everyone is?” She snorted. “No, actually. Demisexuality is definitely not the norm.”

“Wait wait wait,” I said. “You?”

Melody nodded. “Me.”

Kenize spoke up then, “well, this is awkward!”

Melody laughed. “You can say that again, babe!”

I blinked. “Um, ok.” I said.

Melody smiled at me. “Oh, yeah. Kenzie’s my girlfriend. Still new, we’ve only been together a couple weeks, but… I have a good feeling about this relationship!”

“So, you’re really good friends then?”

Melody nodded. “Glad you remembered. Yes, close friendship is a prerequisite, and that was absolutely met. Now, you still have yet to give me your new name.”

I nodded slowly. “Of course I remembered. I’ve felt guilty about how I reacted for months! Especially after… well, it turns out I am demiromantic myself. Anyway, my name is Kelsey.”

Melody nodded. “Well, as long as you don’t act like a total ass again, Kelsey, we can try being friends again.”

“Wait, really?” I asked.

Kenzie sat down next to her girlfriend, placing her arm around my friend.

“Yeah,” Melody said. “You realized what you said was wrong. Of course, I do hope you plan on offering me an apology.”

I nodded. “Yeah… I’m sorry.”

It was also clear to me that my friend was trans as well. I wondered when she came out. She must have gotten really lucky from HRT, considering she hadn’t seemed to have cracked when I last spoke to her. She looked good. Really good.

“So… when’d you figure out?” I asked. “That you’re trans, that is.”

Melody glanced at Kenzie, who shrugged.

“Three months ago.”

What?

“But… how… there’s no way you look like this after only three months!”

Melody shrugged. “Magic’s real, Kelsey.”

Hang on.

Hang the fuck on.

WHAT?

Melody nodded. “Yes, magic is real, I got a magical transition. If there’s anything that still gives you dysphoria, I could absolutely fix it with magic if you wanted. Mind you, I will need something in return.”

“In return? Melody, what-”

“I didn’t just magically get a feminine body, Kelsey. Other changes also took place. Some of those changes mean I now have access to some magic of my own.”

Kenzie picked up a second game controller. “Are you actually gonna offer-”

“I am definitely gonna offer her the same thing I got. Magical transition. In exchange, I’m asking for one very simple thing.”

“What would that be?” I asked.

“Friendship,” Melody replied. “That’s what Kenzie wanted when she did this for me. You will be our friend, and, in return, I will fix whatever little things about your body you still feel dysphoric about.”

I nodded. “How do you know I feel any dysphoria over anything still?”

Melody smirked. “Mind reading. I can turn it off, but some things are just impossible to not pick up on.”

She can read minds?!?! The idea of that had me a little freaked out.

“Don’t worry,” she said. “I’m not, like, diving deep into your mind or whatever. Just a simple read of surface thoughts.”

Melody stood. “Now, there is one last thing you must know before we make this deal, Kelsey Tyler.” She took a step towards me. As I watched, shiny black horns appeared on the top of her head. A black tail also appeared, coiled around her leg. “I am, as of three months ago, a demoness.”

I took a step back. “You’re a what?”

“A demoness,” Kenzie said from where she was sitting on the couch. I turned to look at her and was startled to see horns sticking up from her own head and a spade-tipped tail resting on her lap. “Same as me. In fact, I was the one who transformed her three months ago.”

I looked between Melody and Kenzie.

“This… this is nuts,” I said. “You going to turn me into a demon too, huh?”

Melody nodded. “That is what is on offer, yes. It’s not that bad. Demons aren’t inherently evil. Plus, you get quite a few fun perks. Enhanced strength, you’d be more durable, you could shapeshift and look however you wanted.”

“There are still forms that feel more comfortable though,” Kenzie said. “Oh, and you also get wings! Those are pretty cool actually.”

“Wings?” I asked. “I don’t see any wings.”

Melody rolled her eyes. “Would be awfully inconvenient to have my wings out all the time. Would get awfully cramped in here. So… you taking the deal? Or do you want some time to think it over?”

Of course I wanted time! You go to try and patch things up with a friend and she says ‘oh, by the way, I’m a demon now,’ of course you’ll want some time!

I sat down on a park bench not far from Melody’s apartment, watching people walk past.

My world had just been shattered in an instant. That morning, I’d had no idea that magic was real at all, now I knew that it was and that demons were real. What else was real? Werewolves? Ghosts? Angels?

It was overwhelming. I felt restless. I had to stand up and walk around some more.

It hadn’t been that shocking to learn my friend had also been a trans girl all along. It’s pretty common for trans people to gravitate towards each other, even before coming out. It had, of course, been shocking to learn she’d only been out a few months. Knowing magic was involved though…

I was a little jealous. I would kill to receive something like that.

And… I could. Right now. All I had to do was head back up to that apartment and accept Melody’s offer. And all she asked for in return was for me to be her friend again.

And to give up my humanity.

That was it wasn’t it? To do this, I would stop being human and become something… other. It baffled me how Melody was able to accept that so easily. She just… was a demon now. Hell, she was even dating the demon who had transformed her!

I ended up sitting on a bench by the shores of the little lake in the middle of town. The water was calm, and watching it helped soothe my nerves a little.

Water had always calmed me down. Growing up, I’d lived near the shore of Lake Simcoe in Barrie. I hadn’t lived there in years, however. I had moved to Toronto for university and then just never left. I met Melody online shortly after graduating. We’d gamed together regularly, and then I fucked everything up with how I reacted to her coming out as demi.

I was suddenly aware of another presence on the bench next to me. It was weird, I hadn’t heard anyone walking over, but I guess I was just so lost in thought.

I looked towards my left. Sitting on the bench, watching the lake alongside me, was a girl. She looked young, around eighteen or nineteen. She was wearing faded jeans and a pink jacket. She had long brown hair that cascaded down her back.

She noticed me looking, and I found myself looking into a pair of bright green eyes. Ancient eyes. Eyes that seemed thousands of years old. They felt alien in that youthful body.

“Hello,” she said. Her voice was beautiful — high and melodic. She had an accent I couldn’t quite place.

“Hi,” I replied, cringing at the sound of my own voice. After hearing hers, I couldn’t help but feel extra dysphoric about my own.

“I could not help but see you over here,” she said. “You seem… conflicted.”

I shrugged. “I guess I am, yeah.”

“May I help?” she asked.

I shook my head. “You wouldn’t believe me.”

“Darling, I have been alive for over five thousand years. Not much could surprise me at this point, I am afraid.”

I jolted in shock. “F-five thousand?”

She nodded. “Perhaps a few centuries more. It hardly matters, Kelsey.”

Another jolt of shock lanced through my body. “H-how did you know my name?”

She laughed. “Nothing nefarious, my dear, I assure you. Your name is, after all, written on your bag.”

I blushed. I’d forgotten about that. I was being paranoid. Then again, she had told me she was from the early Bronze Age.

“You’re immortal, aren’t you?” I asked.

She nodded. “To a point. I can be killed, of course, but it would be incredibly difficult.”

I nodded. “Were you always immortal?”

She shook her head. “No. I was born on the island of Crete to King Minos. I suppose that would make me a princess, although I never used that title while still living there.”

“Why not?” I asked.

“I think someone such as yourself could correctly assume why.”

Oh. That made sense.

“You’re trans, then.” It wasn’t a question.

She shrugged. “Words did not yet exist to describe what you and I are back then. I just knew that, deep down inside, I was always meant to be a girl. That the life of a prince did not fit me. I knew what I wanted. I was ridiculed for it. By my older brothers. By my father. By my own mother. By the majority of my sisters. Not all of them, of course. Some were… supportive of my desires. At least in private. My oldest sister… She helped me. She helped me hide when I would — as is the terminology nowadays — cross-dress. When I would dress as a princess.”

I swallowed. Obviously, she had long since managed to realize her desires, but I had to ask. “Then what happened? How did you become immortal? How are you here, next to me, five thousand years later?”

She smirked. “You may already be familiar with some of my story,” she said. “An edited version. My… The knowledge of my transness did not survive through history.”

That just made me even more curious. “Who… Who are you?”

“I am Ariadne,” she replied.

I gave her a blank look.

“Ok, guess not then,” she said. “Well, I made a deal with a demon. Kypione is her name. I was the first trans girl she ever transformed. Afterwards, she and I continued doing it. Thousands of trans girls who are now happy demon girls.”

“Demons must have a very lopsided gender ratio,” I said.

“Very,” she said, giggling.

“So… would you recommend it?” I asked.

“Yes. No question about it. Ideal body, inhuman strength and durability. Not to mention being able to fly… it’s amazing.”

“Could you do it?” I asked.

She shook her head. “You’ve been offered a deal already. I can’t offer you another until you’ve either accepted or rejected it. My advice: go see your friend and accept her offer.”

After that, Ariadne vanished with a puff of smoke. I stared at the spot where she had been sitting. That actually just happened.

I shook my head, then stood up. I stretched a bit, groaning softly, before making my way back up to Melody’s apartment.

Once again, I reached up to knock on the door, but it opened before I got a chance to knock. Standing in the doorway, her hair disheveled, her horns and tail on full display, wearing nothing but a t-shirt, was Kenzie.

“Well, that was quick,” she said. She turned to call into the apartment. “It’s Kelsey, Mel! Put some clothes on.”

I blushed as I realized what the two of them had likely just been up to.

Some shuffling noises came from inside before Melody came up to the door too. She had hastily put her shirt and leggings back on. The shirt was inside out. Her hair was messy and hung loosely over her shoulders.

“Put some pants on then, Kenzie,”

Kenzie laughed, and stepped back from the door. Melody continued standing at the door.

“So, do you want to accept my offer, or no?”

I looked up at her horns. “Um, will I get-”

“You will have horns. You will have a tail. You will be able to hide them if you need to, but having them on display really isn’t that bad. Some stares, but most people won’t really comment on them.”

I nodded. “Ok. Ok. So, uh-”

“You will also be nearly immortal. You could still be killed. Additionally… well, the transformation is easier if you’re asleep. If you wanna stay the night and sleep on my couch, I can work my magic, and you’ll wake up tomorrow nice and horny.”

I blinked. “Um…”

“Damnit, why does nobody ever laugh at my jokes?”

Kenzie came up next to her. She had slipped on a pair of jeans. “Because you’re trying too hard, sweetie.” She gave Melody a kiss.

Melody sighed, then moved aside so I could enter the apartment. “Anyway, come on inside. No sense in you just standing around out here.”

Once I was inside, she closed the door behind me.

“You can just leave your bag on the floor by the couch, Kelsey,” Melody said.

I put my bag down where she indicated, sighing in relief now that I no longer had it sitting on my back.

Melody sat sideways on the couch. “Why don’t you sit down?”

I sat down at the other end of the couch, facing towards Melody. Kenzie sat down as well between her girlfriend’s legs.

“Um, so, is there anything I need to do, or?”

Melody shook her head. “Just say that you accept, and I’ll do the transformation tonight once you’ve fallen asleep.”

Kenzie added, “Well, Kypione had me do this whole chant thing. It’s not really necessary to be honest, she just likes doing it because she likes the theatrics.”

“Wait, Kypione?” I asked.

Kenzie nodded. “Yeah, that’s her name.”

I sighed. “That makes sense to be honest. Ariadne did say-”

“You met Ariadne?” Kenzie interrupted excitedly. “What was she like? Did you get her autograph?”

I blinked. “Uh…”

Melody sighed. “Sorry about that. Ariadne is like a celebrity among demons, and Kenzie is a total fangirl for her.”

Kenzie blushed. “Am not.”

Melody giggled. “You totally are, babe. What was it you said? Oh yeah. You said, quote, ‘I would happily have her demon babies.’”

Kenzie looked like she wanted to curl up in a ball and hide. “I was drunk when I said that, Mel.”

“I, um… sorry, no autograph, Kenzie,” I said.

“Damnit.” Kenzie said. But she was smiling, so I knew she wasn’t upset, either with me or about Melody’s teasing.

“So, yeah,” Melody addressed me. “I’ll take care of everything once you fall asleep tonight. Until then… wanna play some games?” She indicated the TV, which had a video game’s pause screen up.

I woke up nice and early the next morning. Immediately, I noticed that my body felt different. I sat up, letting out a yawn. I stood and stretched. That’s when I noticed something.

My boobs weren’t this big yesterday.

Then I remembered. I grinned, rushing into Melody’s bathroom to check my reflection in the mirror.

I still looked similar to how I usually looked. Normally when I woke up, I’d have some visible stubble, but that was now completely gone. I grinned, then noticed I’d gotten some small fangs.

Of course, there were also my boobs being bigger, and my new horns. They were long and black, same as Melody’s and Kenzie’s. I reached up to touch one. It felt smooth and warm. It was also kind of sensitive. I grinned. I turned to look at myself from the side. My boobs were noticeably bigger than the day before, and it sent a wave of euphoria through me. I also had a long black tail extending out from the base of my spine. It was probably around four feet long. It was, same as Melody and Kenzie, tipped with a spade. I tried using the new muscles there, and my tail flicked around in front of me. I continued flexing it, quickly learning that I had a level of control over it that surprised me. I could use it as a third hand, almost.

I also discovered, to my delight, that bottom surgery was now completely unnecessary.

Once I left the bathroom after admiring my new body, I found Kenzie and Melody were already in the kitchen eating some toast.

Kenzie noticed me first. “You like?” She asked.

Melody turned to face me as well. She had a large mischievous grin on her face.

I nodded. “Yeah. I like it. Um, thank you, Melody.”

Melody’s tail danced happily behind her. “You are very welcome, Kelsey.”