A slow corruption

“So, I was thinking you and me could hit up the Sport Bar tonight.” Jeff said, swirling his coffee a bit.

“I kinda hate that place.” Daniel responded with a sip of his own. “It’s so fuckin’ basic, I mean it’s literally called Sport Bar.”

Jeff chuckled a little. “Whatever man. The point is, the ladies are there. My buddy Rich said some hottie redhead blew him in the alleyway by there.”

“I’ve gotta do some work when I get home anyway--” Daniel suddenly shuddered a little, arching his back a little as a strange numbness permeated it a little. He reached back and itched at it through the fabric of his polo shirt before it went away.

“What the fuck?” He heard Jeff mutter. Looking over, he saw his friend doing much the same.

Daniel was going to ask about his old fraternity friend’s copying of his behavior, but instead he just shook it off. “Guess we’d better get back.” He decided. “If I come in a single minute late from my lunch my supervisor’s gonna kick my ass.”

“That sounds about right.” Jeff said. “Probably just worried you’re gonna take his job.” The two dudes laughed and continued their walk out of the park. They didn’t notice two young women passed out under a nearby tree, their hands down one another’s pants.

By the time the elevator dinged and the door opened to his floor, Daniel felt a little strange. Mainly, he felt weirdly horny. His dick had gone hard, and he’d had to tuck it into the waistband of his pants while Jeff wasn’t looking. His friend was looking odd himself, fidgeting slightly and scratching his head.

“You good man?” Daniel patted Jeff on the back as he stepped out of the elevator.

“Huh? Yeah, I’m… I’m good man.” Jeff said, staying on the elevator to his floor. “I’ll see you next break.” As the doors closed between them, Daniel could make out his buddy lower his hands to his pants. Daniel shook his head. Maybe their weirdness was just Jeff’s story about the bar. He wouldn’t mind getting blown in an alley himself…

The next hour or so went with some difficulty. Daniel tried to focus on writing the expense reports he had to submit by the end of the week, but for whatever reason his arousal only seemed to grow. He was thankful his throbbing dick was under his desk, but it wasn’t as though he could do anything about it. “Jerking off sounds really good right now.” A voice in his head thought. Memories of past hookups flitted through his head, of all the good times he’d had hot women on top of him and under him. Daniel gritted his teeth a little and just kept typing until his phone alarm rang. Break time.

Before he’d even gotten to close up his desktop and stand, Jeff was at his cubicle. “Hey man.” His friend panted. Daniel noticed Jeff had gotten oddly sweaty. “Look, I’m feelin’ a little weird, and I’ve gotta go take care of something, alright? I’ll see you at 5.”

Before Daniel even had a chance to respond, Jeff had departed, walking off in a huff, glancing down at his crotch as he did so. Daniel thought that was weird. Did something happen to both of them? “Probably going to go jerk off. He’s got the right idea.” The voice in his head said. The young professional went back to his own work, trying to ignore the bulge in his own pants that seemingly only got bigger, harder, and more throbbing.

Daniel was thankful when 5 pm came around. As he stood up from his desk and starting walking out, he did his very best to not look around. He couldn’t bear to look at the women in the office. All he could do already was think about their bodies. Those round asses and perky breasts. “I should really fuck one of those.” The voice said again. “I just need to cum. Maybe I can masturbate before I leave work.” It seemed like those thoughts kept getting louder. But Daniel ignored it, kept walking, and kept the bulge in his pants covered. All he had to do was make it out of the parking lot, get to his car, and then he’d be in the clear. The elevator brought some safety, safety enough that he could massage his dick lightly. Man, that thing had gotten sensitive.

The doors opened, and to his surprise, Jeff was already there, and he looked much better. The color had returned to his face, and he had a pleasant smile that Daniel found a little off-putting. “Hey, man!” Jeff said enthusiastically, giving his friend a pat on the shoulder. “How’d you get on? Or off, I should say.”

Daniel squinted a little in confusion. “Uh, what?” He said. “Just… leaving work. Like usual.”

Jeff raised his eyebrows chuckled a little. “Still not in control yet, huh? Well, that’s fine. This guy put up with me for quite a while too 'til I got him to jerk it in the bathroom.”

Daniel continued walking towards his car, weirded out by his friend’s change in demeanor. “Hey, uh, like I said, I’m gonna have to do some stuff at home, so I won’t be able to go out tonight.”

“Oh, well that’s disappointing.” Jeff responded. “I thought you’d wanna come with! There are so many ripe pussies to fuck, after all.”

“Man, you really gotta stop talking about that…” Daniel muttered. What the hell was the matter with him?

“Doesn’t it just make you wanna jerk off just thinking about it? Being able to pound the ass of some hot, thick, wet bitch?” Jeff kept talking. “To hear her moan out your name when you cum deep in her?”

“I should really listen to him.” The voice in Daniel’s head thought. He glanced down to see that his friend had a huge tent in his pants, and to his surprise, it didn’t disgust him. It aroused him even more. “I should jerk off right here, right now.” The voice said loudly. "He wouldn't mind."

Daniel shook his head. “Dude, you’re being really weird right now. I’m going the hell home.” With that, he opened his car door.

Jeff rolled his eyes. “Look Gwen, I know I said you could do this on your own, but we’re wasting valuable time here. I’m gonna just **** you out.”

“Wha—” Daniel started. By the time he turned around he felt Jeff’s hands on his crotch, undoing his belt buckle and unzipping his pants. He was going to say something. Maybe he was too shocked, or maybe he wanted this to happen.

“You want this to happen.” The voice said. Wait, you…?

Daniel’s questioning was removed by Jeff’s mouth wrapping around the tip of his cock. His eyes went wide, leaning back against the body of his car as he felt his old frat bro start to give him a blowjob.

“Holy shit, that feels good!” Daniel found himself saying. What the fuck happened to him? Six hours ago, he never would have thought of himself as gay. It was all he could do to keep himself from cumming right there and then.

“Cum. I need to cum.” The voice said. Daniel was too focused on his pleasure to notice it was changing to a woman’s voice. “You need to cum.” It repeated. “You have to cum!”

“Fucking hell--!” Daniel muttered.

“JUST CUM ALREADY AND GIVE ME YOUR BODY YOU ASSHOLE!” The voice screamed.

Daniel yelled as he felt himself climax, his cock exploding in his friend’s mouth. Rope after rope shot out from his dick, being greedily drank up by Jeff. Daniel moaned and gasped, feeling his extremities going numb as he came. It was like his soul was leaving his body! His vision started to go dark…

Lilith felt the last of the man’s cum shoot into her borrowed mouth. She relished the wonderful taste, swallowing it down with glee and feeling the rush of life **** empower her. She slid his cock back out of her mouth, looking up to Daniel’s face. His shocked expression had faded, and a relaxed smile had come across his face.

“Fucking finally.” ‘Daniel’ gasped. “I seriously thought he was trying to pull some 40 Days and 40 Nights shit, trying abstinence or something. Being a passenger in someone else’s body for that long is weird.”

Lilith smiled. “I bet you could’ve convinced him to jerk off when he made it home. But we don’t have that kind of time.”

“We don’t?” Gwen asked, looking at her new muscly arms.

“Nope.” Lilith replied, standing up and pointing to her friend’s erection, which had not gone away. “You see that? The same thing we did to them, their bodies will do to us. We have about another six hours, give or take, before they kick us out. For you it might be a little less, since you’re new and all.”

“Well, shit, I guess we have to make it count.” Gwen concluded. “What do we do?”