Astrid squeaks in pain as you prod at her cervix, but doesn't make any attempt to move away or pull out the offending appendage. Seeing the pleasure it causes you is enough to keep her still and obedient. Already, you have her willing to pledge so much to you. To become your prized toy in body and soul. Seeing how sensitive your tail really is, she relaxes her grip on it and strokes some of the length just outside of her slit, working all of that feminine slickness into the skin.<br/><br/>Then the change hits. Astrid has the presence of mind to release your tail before her hands clamp shut in pain, almost clawing at their own palms. She turns to the nearby chair and bites into the leg, trying not only to save her teeth from gritting against each other, but also to muffle her horrid screams. The woman does have neighbors, after all. After minutes of muffled screams, sickening pops, and the unmistakeable sound of flesh tearing, the once half-elf has the body she'd always wanted since her first steps toward womanhood. A full, voluptuous form entirely different from the bony edges and hard muscles she's possessed before.<br/><br/>Your succubus spawn returns to her knees, looking up at you with tears of gratitude welling up in those eyes that now match your own. She nods in understanding at what you say, but seems to have trouble finding her own words. She can only sit there stunned running both hands over the entirety of her new form for a minute.<strong>"Th-thank you..."</strong>Even Astrid's new voice shocks her. It's so much more girlish. The kind that can barely get though a sentence without making you wonder what it sounds like humming around some part of yours.