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Her body and hair continued grow engulfing what was once Elizabeth. Her muscles also began to grow like she was some type of champion out of a Greek mythology. Her skin began to be cover by pale like fur. Her clothes nothing more then shredded pieces of cloth looked like they were put into a blender on a fine setting. As she turn she began to groan again out from her behind a small tail began to form. As she turned he saw her eyes turn to a blood red pink and had a slit not a circle. Charles on the ground was slack jawed. What he was witnessing was not from God but out of hell. Terror snapped him back into reality. He needed to leave this damn town and tell someone or anything.

"Fuck this." said Charles about to run.

"SILENCE," yelled out this beautiful but yet tarrying creature, " YOU COME HERE CHANGLE ME AND RUN WHEN I REVEAL MY TRUE SELF." "NO YOU WILL STAY AND GAZE UPON WHAT VICTIM YOU HAVE CHOSEN."

As she yelled this Charles body began to stiffen like he was a statue. He could not move from the ground like a invisible force was keeping him down so that he could witness his final moments of this world. After she said this he began to groan again like she was going to release something. After a terrifying screech blood began to gushing out of her back. This blood began to shape into wings. The blood began to turn into flesh and became large wings of a dragon or a demon. After the formation of the wings the bats began to swarm around her naked body. As this was happing the bats began to melt into a black substance. This substances began to more freely and became a free flowing dress. She began to look at herself feeling satisficed of what just happened. She slowly turned and Charles seeing beginning to cry and pray in silence.

"No Charles," said this creature. "God is not coming to save you."

Description
Incredible artist

Her body and hair continued grow engulfing what was once Elizabeth. Her muscles also began to grow like she was some type of champion out of a Greek mythology. Her skin began to be cover by pale like fur. Her clothes nothing more then shredded pieces of cloth looked like they were put into a blender on a fine setting. As she turn she began to groan again out from her behind a small tail began to form. As she turned he saw her eyes turn to a blood red pink and had a slit not a circle. Charles on the ground was slack jawed. What he was witnessing was not from God but out of hell. Terror snapped him back into reality. He needed to leave this damn town and tell someone or anything.

"Fuck this." said Charles about to run.

"SILENCE," yelled out this beautiful but yet tarrying creature, " YOU COME HERE CHANGLE ME AND RUN WHEN I REVEAL MY TRUE SELF." "NO YOU WILL STAY AND GAZE UPON WHAT VICTIM YOU HAVE CHOSEN."

As she yelled this Charles body began to stiffen like he was a statue. He could not move from the ground like a invisible force was keeping him down so that he could witness his final moments of this world. After she said this he began to groan again like she was going to release something. After a terrifying screech blood began to gushing out of her back. This blood began to shape into wings. The blood began to turn into flesh and became large wings of a dragon or a demon. After the formation of the wings the bats began to swarm around her naked body. As this was happing the bats began to melt into a black substance. This substances began to more freely and became a free flowing dress. She began to look at herself feeling satisficed of what just happened. She slowly turned and Charles seeing beginning to cry and pray in silence.

"No Charles," said this creature. "God is not coming to save you."