The man continued to morph, shift and change as black fur sprouted all over his body. Soon enough, all that stood where Sam used to be was a black cat.

"Cats were always more of a witch thing, but hey, Cats are the devil's pets after all. Curse that God and his mangy dogs. I can't imagine..."

Suddenly Tim realized what he was saying. What was going on? How did he know this stuff? As he looked at Sam the Cat, he felt a sudden wave of power. Tim smiled.

"Alright Kitty, You follow me. We've got a soul to find."

The cat obeyed. Tim started to strut down the street, more sexy than he was before.

"Who knows, Sam, Maybe after I get this soul, the master will give me bigger and better missions."

Tim stopped again. Wait. Did he just call that devil "Master?" And did he want more souls to corrupt? Was this the Devil's actual intention? To get another Demoness and the soul he most desired. Part of Tim was shocked and scared at this notion.

And yet, another part of Tim loved this. This side of Tim felt Powerful, Sexy, Adult, and Evil. A part of Tim wanted to keep doing this. He thought back to the moment when he first started to change the man. That felt GOOD! Better than he ever had felt when he was a stupid computer nerd.