A chance meeting

Yuki moved quickly for a girl who could barely stand on her own two feet. She stumbled forward, trying to gain as much distance from the horrors behind her as possible.

The corruption spewed into Yuki's body had already taken a toll. Her body felt strange. Yuki's breasts felt heavy and painful and her body seemed to shift and jiggle more than before. None of this registered on any major level. The fear was too great.

Each second that passed brought the possibility of the evil corrupterix doing to Yuki what she had done to poor El closer to reality.

Speaking of El, Yuki could still hear her best friend's futile moans echoing in the distance. What the hell was that bitch doing to El? She had put that Thing inside of the poor girl.

It was too black of a thought to dwell on for long. It was all too much.

Yuki moved blindly, her mind and body worked into overdrive. She didn't even see the figure in front of her until she collided with them head on.

***

Roxanne Nightshade bit back the pain in her head to inspect the girl.

It was one of her students. Yuki Tanaka. Freshman. Roxanne remembered the names of each of her students on the first day of class and never forgot a single one. She'd been at this job a very long, even if she didn't look it.

What Roxanne found on the student made her recoil.

Black veins leaked from the girl's pretty brown eyes. A dark, sticky substance was drying on her cheeks. The aura wafting from it was pure evil. More of the aura rose from the body of the young freshman like black fog.

There wasn't much time.

Roxanne scooped up the barely conscious girl with unnatural ease and made her way quickly to her car. She needed to make a call.

***

What was it like to finally see? To truly see?

Eleanor Cabello was finding out.

She no longer saw with two eyes. Dozens of eyes, new eyes that glowed like little coals and peered out her tainted maidenhood. El saw through each and every one of these bulbous monster eyes for they were in fact her own.

El looked out through her pussy with an alien and predatory gaze upon her surroundings. She was starting to get it. She understood the joining. The power it imbued. The urges.

Above El's demon eyes, her mutated clit writhed, little tendrils squirming out of the end.

God did it feel good to be this way. To be melded with a such repulsive evil.

El stared up at the woman that did this to her. No more hate or anger. The relationship had transformed.

No, this woman was a sister in the joining.

El arched her back, feeling the exhilarating jiggle of her new titties. Her whole body sparked with sexual electricity. Her fairy-like features had become colder yet more beautiful. Supernatural and stern and alluring all the same.

She laughed bitterly at the irony. She had tried to save Yuki, her former friend, from the very fate she now found herself in. So be it.

El felt the beast within stir, its predator eyes desperately searching for prey.