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A small gasp leaves Wanda's lips when another version of the Darkhold suddenly starts to emerge from the book itself - right after she had successfully solved the hidden and coded message. It floats up from the Darkhold's pages, using the same shape of her red magic, thrumming with magical energy. The "book" is see-through, but once it opens up for her, words begin to glow and form.
What could this be? Her brows crease.
Instantly, Wanda can read what it says, but has no clue what any of it means, since they appear to be more like made-up words than anything. Her pouty red lips move along with the foreign symbols, unaware that they are actually incantations created hundreds of years ago by Witch-Succubi hybrids.
When Wanda reaches the last word, she raises a brow questioningly at it. "Slut Hold?"
She inhales another gasp when a strange, new power begins to go through her body, stripping her of her body's own control. The power pulls her up, raising her higher into the air, her hair fans out in a curtain of red and her once folded legs stretch out as her arms fall to her sides. Her head leans back, eyes wide and mouth gaping as she can do nothing but feel the power coursing through her veins, hot and pulsing. The floating red image of the Darkhold - no - the Sluthold as she now knows it, tilts her head back down, allowing a gasping Wanda to watch as it glows brighter and begins to morph itself into a new shape.
It's long and wide, and for one crazy second she thinks it's almost phallic-like. But she has no time to really question it when suddenly, it magically forces her legs apart in a wide stance. The phallic-shaped magical energy quickly rams towards her, bursting into sprinkles of magic at her crotch and seemingly disappears into her pussy.
"AHHH!" Wanda cries out, more from shock than pain since she didn't really feel anything penetrate her, but it doesn't stop her body from prickling with fearful anxiety and she starts to hyperventilate. What's going to happen? Is she about to die? Combust into nothing? Break out in pain? Be torn from the inside? Crushed from...
...Oh...
Wanda's breath catches. Her body feels...warm. Really warm. Warmer than just a few seconds ago when the Sluthold had lifted her into the air. The dark magic is doing something to her - warming up her insides, the blood in her veins, the bones in her body...even the air she breathes in feels warm. It becomes a hazy kind of warmth that starts to fill her brain and like a switch, her pussy and clit start to throb.
"Ohhh," Wanda moans, eyes fluttering and leaning back, while still floating in the air from the dark magic. She feels so warm and tingly, and her clit and pussy won't stop throbbing now. Her nipples start to harden and even her asshole begins to pucker for attention. Wanda's mouth falls open, panting and moaning as the Sluthold's magic caresses every single cell in her entire body. The magic focuses itself on her clit and begins to surge, glowing and vibrating and Wanda sucks in a breath when she realizes what it intends to do.
"No, wait - stop!"
The magic focuses harder on her swelling clit - vibrations rising and growing hot.
"It's too much!" Wanda desperately cries out, struggling against the magic and completely at the Slutholds' mercy. "Stop! Please!"
The energy in the room starts to produce a low hum, and the hot, vibrating magic on her clit kicks up another notch, pulling a breath out of Wanda as her eyes go wide and her body jerks.
"Ahhh!!!!" She screams, twitching and soaking her panties as she comes hard, gushing juices from her cunt. The sudden orgasm makes her face go red with humiliation, and she can feel her brows mildly sweaty from her body's unnatural temperature. Her pussy continues to clench at nothing as her clit is assaulted with the magical energy, forcing her orgasm out longer. "Stop!" she chokes out, trembling in mid-air. "St-op! No more!"
Wanda screams again as the pleasure continues, sending uncontrollable shivers throughout her body as she keeps coming, mildly aware that her contractions from her pussy are in perfect rhythm with her gasping. In the midst of her intense orgasm, a voice suddenly speaks to her telepathically.
Just let go....give in....
"N..no!! Stop..this!..Ah! F-Fuck!" Wanda's moan turns into a shriek when the vibrations become lighting quick and pound at her overly sensitive clit.
"AHHH, NO MORE! NO MORE!" Her pussy tightens up, and to her horror, she starts to come again, but the magic doesn't ease up from her clit and she can feel herself squirting inside her panties at the extreme pressure. "OH GOD, PLEASE! I CAN'T! I CAN'T - PLEASE! STOP!!"
Give in...it's the only way....to stop...
"YES! OK! YES! PLEASE, JUST - NO MORE! AHH!!!!" Wanda wails, shaking and gasping as her cunt convulses harder and her poor little clit feels battered and abused, but there's some small fragment of herself that's betraying her - loving every second of it despite begging for mercy. N-No! I don't want this, I don't - I - ohhh god, but I can't stop coming and it feels so good, even though it hurts!!
Yes...that's it!...give in...listen to your deepest, darkest desires and....become...The Scarlet Slut!
Another breath is stilted from Wanda's lips as one powerful contraction bursts from her cunt and a wave of pink energy bursts out from her body. Her wide, glowing-red eyes look up as the pleasure literally consumes her, drowning her in lust and ecstasy. The red glowing magic in her irises swirl around, until they form heart shapes, then fade into nothing.
Wanda falls back down into a heap - her long, red hair strewn over herself, panties and leggings soaked and lying motionless except for the last remaining contractions from her pussy.
Good...now, awaken!