**Chapter 4: The Physical Transformations Intensify**

Daphine's body was changing at an alarming rate. Her breasts had grown to an alarming size, straining against her bra and shirt, and her buttocks had become so rounded and firm that they seemed to have a life of their own. Her skin had taken on a smooth, almost translucent quality, and her eyes had a vacant, glazed-over look that made Dr. Lee shudder. As she bounced up and down in her seat, her blonde hair bobbing with each movement, Daphine's mind was consumed by a single, overriding thought: she was desperate for cum. The words tumbled out of her mouth like a mantra, each one more depraved than the last. "I want cum, I need cum, I crave cum..." she moaned, her body trembling with anticipation. Dr. Lee's eyes were wide with alarm as he watched Daphine's transformation. He had dealt with cases like this before, but nothing could have prepared him for the sheer intensity of Cindy's possession. The air around Daphine seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy, and her very presence seemed to draw the investigator in with an unholy allure. "Daphine, listen to me," Dr. Lee said, trying to keep his voice steady. "We need to get you out of here, to a safe place where we can try to reverse the effects of Cindy's possession." But Daphine was beyond reason. She was now a slave to Cindy's cum-obsessed ghost, and her responses were becoming increasingly erratic. "Cum, cum, cum," she chanted, her voice rising to a fevered pitch. "I need it, I crave it, I want it all..." The investigator knew he had to act fast. He grabbed a handful of sacred herbs from his shelf and began to wave them around Daphine's head, trying to clear her mind of Cindy's influence. But it was too late. The ghost had already taken hold, and Daphine's body was responding with an unnatural, hyper-sexualized energy. As Dr. Lee watched in horror, Daphine's body began to contort and twist, her limbs elongating like rubber as she began to chant in a voice that was not her own. "Fuck, fuck, fuck...I want to fuck and be fucked...cum, cum, cum, it's all I can think about..." The air was thick with the scent of incense and something else, something sweet and musky that made Dr. Lee's stomach turn. He knew he had to act fast, or risk losing Daphine to Cindy's grasp forever. But as he looked into her eyes, he saw something that made his blood run cold: a vacant, cum-stained stare that seemed to hold no intelligence, no spark of recognition, just a mindless, animalistic craving for sex and cum. The ritual would have to wait. For now, Dr. Lee could only watch in despair as Daphine's body continued to mutate, her curves growing larger and more pronounced with each passing moment. He knew that he was running out of time, and that if he didn't act soon, Daphine would be lost to Cindy's influence forever.