Bloody Submission

The bathroom had barely emptied of the echoes of pleasure when Regulus felt a strange sensation coursing through his veins. It started as a warmth in his chest, spreading downwards to his extremities, until his entire body felt like it was submerged in a molten lava of desire. As he looked down at himself, he noticed his skin taking on a flushed hue, and his hair seemed to grow longer, flowing around his face like a wild halo. James, still kneeling before him, looked up with a mixture of fascination and arousal. "What's happening to you?" he asked, his voice husky with excitement. Regulus tried to respond, but all that came out was a series of silly giggles. His body began to change, his limbs lengthening and his torso shortening, until he was a mere shadow of his former self. His face elongated into a caricature of its former self, with exaggerated features and a vacant expression. As he looked down at himself, Regulus noticed that his body was now covered in a fine layer of glittering freckles, and his skin seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly sheen. His eyes had turned a bright shade of pink, and his lips had grown plump and inviting. James's eyes widened in amazement as Regulus's transformation continued. His clothes ripped and tore as his body changed, revealing a pair of ample breasts and a neatly trimmed mound of pubic hair. A sparkly garter belt seemed to materialize around his waist, complete with a pair of stiletto heels that made him totter and stumble. "Oh my god," Regulus squealed, his voice now a high-pitched whine. "I'm a slut! A silly, bloody slut!" James couldn't help but laugh at the sight before him. Regulus's new form seemed to embody every stereotype of a promiscuous woman, from his revealing clothes to his flirtatious demeanor. And yet, despite the absurdity of it all, James couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. Regulus, now fully embracing his new form, batted his eyelashes at James and struck a pose. "Fuck me, James," he squealed, his voice dripping with desire. "Fuck me like the silly slut I am!" James couldn't resist the invitation, and with a grin, he swept Regulus into his arms and carried him off to the bedroom, ready to indulge in a wild and bloody romp.