A Fight Breaks Out

There was a scream at the back of the room, followed by another. With wide-eyed shock many of the cops stared in disbelief as the two guys started ripping off their clothes and wrestling one another, grunting incoherently.

Karen shivered slightly in ecstasy, rolling her shoulders as she felt exciting chills from the realization and terror setting in on the captive soul of Detective Richards. He felt like he was the only one in the room to notice the scorpion-like tail as it lurked in the background. Being lead to its next unsuspecting place to strike.

He sobbed in his dark oblivion, crying out to warn the room, pleading to appeal to Victoria. **** to be heard and find some trace of her humanity, to redeem her.

All as she discreetly grinned at the Sargeant and four officers trying to tackle the two officers she had stung. Her venom impressed her. The whole room was so distracted by the sudden primal insanity that no one had even noticed the tail that had ripped free of her pants.

Slowly reaching between two staring officers to provoke a quick “Ouch.” From a third.

Victoria wanted to finger herself as she saw the madness take hold of his eyes, her giggles of joy hidden beneath the shouts as the room reacted as the newly stung officer tackled Olivia to the ground, ripping her shirt open and quickly latching unto one of her freed breasts. His primal arousal craving the depraved act, and sucking hard as it was rewarded with Olivia's corrupting milk, further plunging him into a state of even deeper arousal.

Lisa glanced around the room knowingly as her comrades spread out in the continuing chaos ready to push things over the edge into the Idol's oblivion. 9 of the almost 20 uncorrupted cops in the room now entangled by the start of their actions.

As several officers pulled their comrade forcefully from Olivia two more helped her back up, playing lame she propped herself up, an arm around each of their necks, pulling their faces into her chest. Making sure they got a good whiff of the pheromones coming off of her.

“Did he bite me?” Olivia asked with feigned panic and concern provoking the guys once they had her stable on her feet to each look and check. Without missing a beat she pulled their head into her breasts, excited as their shock and surprise gave way to kissing, mouthing, and then feeding on her corrupting breast milk. She gasped with delight, before trying to gaze innocently and seductively at the two shocked cops struggling to control the man who had tackled her. Already his body was bulging at his clothing seams.

Victoria meandered away from the scene, glancing around cautiously for who to sting next.

At the door two officers struggled with the knob, trying to get the latch to retract, and free the entrapped meeting to have the space to sort this out.

That didn't last long, Lisa injected herself into their talk about the inner mechanics of the knobs, at first making double entendres about knobs and inner workings. Now she had their cocks out and stroked the distracted officers' cocks. Her words of sweet temptation fulfilling their horny thoughts as their minds had brewed in the pheromone-laced air during the briefing.

Karen and Ashley had each already deeply kissed a guard each, leaving slumped bodies to drown in the traces of their liquid bodies that had flooded into them. The officers weren't dead, not yet. Their minds exiled into their dark depths of the water nymphs depths as it tempted them to surrender and drown in temptation.

The Sargeant was suddenly torn, he had struggled halfway through the crowd to the first two fighting officers when he heard and turned to see the third lose his shit. He knew these men, this wasn't like them. Suddenly he was realizing that most of the 30 people in the room were now somehow engaged in either wrestling or debauchery. He couldn't believe what he was seeing happen around him.