#;grima

It all happened in an instant - the tail that she grew, the six small wings now coming out from along her back, and her robes somehow changing from loose material that hid most of her figure to a tight bodysuit that left very little room for imagination. There were other changes as well, but by the time they were fully manifested, Medea couldn’t even remember what she used to be.

Her hands traced over her new form and figure gently, and the newly created demon let out a sigh of contentedness before stretching out her wings and turning around to look at the Fell Dragon. Midnight blue eyes scanned his figure as her lips curved into a greedy smile and her tail began to slowly swing from side to side.