LILITHMichael, when he regained consciousness, appeared to be still interested. He slowly peeled my clothing off, being careful not to muss anything up. Forget that, I decided, as I ripped off his toga. Michael''s body was toned with lean muscle. Angels were in peak shape physically, but not musclebound. Michael had the body of a runner or ski jumper, very strong-looking but also lightweight. In contrast, my body looked healthy or average but was dense muscle and bone, making me weigh much more than I appeared to. Demons could fly, but it was through a great deal of effort.

    Michael started by suckling my breasts, while I put him inside me. You sometimes see this in porn, with people beating off furiously especially during masturbation stuff. No. Sex is about rhythm. And sexual positions that seem good in theory have to be thought through. With him still sucking my breasts, his head was pushing at a strange angle, and we were being pulled apart. Needless to say, we changed positions. We sat up slightly, while I kissed him. He was facing me, and I was slightly on top, which to be honest I prefer (even though it threatens a lot of guys). He pulled me close by grabbing just below my wings and near my shoulder and the side of my breasts, and we got back into our, ahem, rhythm. Since a lot of me was unoccupied, I decided to use my tail a bit to liven things up.

    As I''ve said before, my tail is my main sex organ in addition to being a weapon. And yes, I do have to wash it to keep it from becoming funky. It''s basically a big hard spear that can poke through stuff if I want it hard or a super-long super-flexible penis. I had it as hard as a spear though, and was making little cuts in his back, because I''m a sadist. Nothing too deep, I''m not evil, just some love cuts. Right about this point, he was turned on by all this, because it was enough to get him to blow a load. He continued and after a bit, I also came. In fact, I kinda lost control of my tail for a second there. “Owww!!!” he yelled. I panicked, because it was one thing to just do play masochism, but to actually hurt a lover... I apologized, and we stopped for awhile.

    Angels and demons don''t normally have to worry about making each other pregnant. Despite my curvy body, I have no eggs to speak of, only sperm that collects and is made inside my tail. And angels were cursed with mostly male bodies, but only being able to reproduce in their female form. The whole incident with Noah''s Ark began because of angels becoming male and getting it on with human women. So God decided to mix their sexes up. He gave us demons female bodies, but only made their “male organ” fertile. And he gave most of the remaining seraphim a choice. Become unable to have sex, or split into an angel and demon, like what happened to those hybrids.

    Michael used his healing to stop the bleeding, and we waited for a bit. As I didn''t want to hurt him, I made my tail softer. I didn''t want to be too hard, after all. Seeing this change, Michael who apparently didn''t know demons could use their tails this way despite hunting them for nearly a millennia, proposed something. He said, “You know, I wouldn''t mind being the girl.” I gasped, “Are you sure? You could get pregnant! And you''ll be stuck as a female for 12 months!” He nodded, “I know. I’m prepared for that.”

    Angelic pregnancies are flawless. As a woman, she wouldn''t have any labor pains, since her child would not be flesh and blood, but an angel. Remember, all angels start as a ball of light. Her body would glow sometimes and she would have to maintain a fixed form or miscarry, but otherwise there were no drawbacks. But still, the length of the term was a nuisance. Seeing that Michael was serious, I sighed, “All right, let''s get to it then.”

    Watching someone turn from male to female is a bit strange to look at. Michael wasn''t at all hairy, so there wasn''t that, but as we were both naked, I could see everything as it happened. First, his muscle and fat distribution changed. Nothing too drastic, Michael didn''t develop hips or butt like Kim Kardashian, there was a mild change, and that was it. His shoulders began to shrink as well, and his hands and feet got slightly smaller. Next, his balls started to shrink, and began to rise until they were inside his body. Her hips widened some more, and I figured something was changing internally. Her turgid penis shrunk and shrunk and gradually changed, until the testicles had become ovaries inside her, and the penis became a clit. The space where the two had been became a cavity, and then became a vagina as flesh formed and shaped. Lastly, she began to grow breasts. She hadn''t had a masculine jawline or face, she didn''t have body or pubic hair, and she didn''t have an Adam''s apple or anything, so she was pretty much done. I looked at her. A beautiful blond woman blinked, and stared back at me. “D-do I look all right?” she stuttered. I didn''t know what to say, so I showed her. Apparently, when the strong-willed self-righteous angel went female, she went from very cocky to pretty submissive and shy. She was out of her depth. Time to take advantage of that, I said to myself.

    Now, you might think that the first thing I''d do now that she was female was to go inside her. But this isn''t it. We were both women, and since much of this was new to me, I was determined to explore as much as possible. That''s right. I''m pretty much a virgin. Most of “experience” is from looking things up, including weird things from the Kama Sutra. And some of it, like getting stung by wasps, I decided to disregard entirely.

    Lying above her, I kissed her cheeks and then started exploring. My first target were her small, but ideally shaped breasts, which I kissed, sucked, and bit. She moaned at the last part, but I was careful to be gentle this time. I licked her from her chest to her stomach, but while I was kissing her belly, she decided to take some initiative, and started massaging my breasts. I sat up, and let her have her turn, using her tongue to good effect. We bumped breasts against each other, bobbing them gently against each other. Then she went back to sucking on my breasts. I switched off with her again, putting my whole mouth around her cute mounds. She spread her legs, and I explored her down there. Her new clit was the first thing I saw, and I started licking at it before moving on to her main opening. Before I could, I felt a sharp almost ticklish sensation as I realized I was also being licked down there. Unlike Michael, I had a decent bush, so every little sensation was felt by my hair. I giggled, stopping what I was doing for a second before continuing on, thrusting my tongue inside her like a finger. Not that I''d use my finger. She''d gone through a massive change recently, and my nails were too sharp. I''d tear her apart if I wasn''t careful. I grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her around me, and she moved into position to scissor. That went on for awhile, she tried a few other positions that I don''t know about since I''m an amateur. It was time now.

    Around came my tail, and because I was well and truly turned on right now, it was filled with my cum. I put my tail in her mouth first, moving in almost to her tonsils while she sucked, until it spurted in her mouth with its white cream. With my quivering tail still covered in my juices, I jammed it in her moist crotch. Harder. And again, until I came once more, inside of her. We continued through the night before finally heading to the hot spring, to wash off all the sex fluids (that weren''t inside us, that is). Feeling clean and refreshed, we went back toward the inn to rejoin the others. I even helped her hide the fact that she has transformed. Only, before we made it back, Michael started to throw up.

    MICHAEL

    Angels don''t have pregnancies in quite the same way as humans. Many of them do not arrive by birth at all, but are created. But the ones that are born, there is a whole process. All of this is explained in great detail within What To Expect When You’re An Angel.

    If in fact, an angel does take on a female form and bear a child, the angel''s egg accepts genetic material as normal. The difference is not merely that one pregnancy takes twelve months and the other takes nine. Angelic pregnancies allow the person to discover the fact almost immediately, as the pregnant angel is violently ill the first hour of pregnancy. Angelic metabolism being as fast as it is, most ailments are not felt at all, and if they are, they are flushed from the body rather quickly, so an expecting “mother” can expect to be sick as early as possible, as violently as possible, and more or less well as soon as possible. And so, it would be reasonable to ask why pregnancy takes so much longer. After all, everything else is cured faster, why not that? sea??h thё NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Well, to explain directly, angel pregnancy is not a physical process. There is no water breaking because after the initial nausea, there is no water. The egg and sperm merge together, and there is the sickness, but this is where similarities end. The combined materials begin to undergo a sort of biological thermal reaction, shedding more and more physical mass and turning into energy. It could perhaps be compared to the process of spontaneous combustion, except that this tends to happen to elderly women with a history of alcoholism, while angelic pregnancy was a controlled process. Once the mass broke down completely, it more resembled a star than a liquid mass. There were in fact some issues with such a pregnancy. I would periodically feel the baby “kicking” as this raw energy spent the year figuring out how to organize its energy into consciousness, sentience, and a solid form. Whenever this happened, my own personal barrier would be mixed with another aura, and my Script usage would be more powerful. While this sounds good, imagine trying to start a fire on some wood and instead burning trees around you and missing the wood entirely. The same is true of summoning things, if baby started to kick, summoning a chicken to prepare for dinner might instead summon Mega Ultra Chicken. And while I could maintain my male form for about the first week or so, I''d eventually become female for the rest of the year. I''m sure things would be okay though, we''d probably get done with our quest before anyone noticed anything amiss.