A team building exercise, emphasis on 'building'

"As we take action in the coming days, I think it's important for everyone to be united in this endeavor. So I'd like to start with a small team building exercise. Don't worry, it won't take more than a minute. Could I get some of the men to come to the front of the room to start? About a dozen should do." Everyone looked at each other curiously at Aiden/Raskins' request, but quickly brushed it off. A group of male officers and a few staff members came up to the front of the room, standing in a clump. "Alright, form a circle and hold hands, if you would," Aiden further instructed. Another pause and the men formed the circle, linking hands. As soon as the last pair of hands made contact, Aiden smiled and snapped his fingers, activating the virus inside the men. It didn't take more than three seconds for them to realize something was wrong.

"What the hell? Dude, let go of my hand, I can't feel anything," one of the officers, a tall man with greying hair, said to the man standing next to him.

"Neither can I! The hell?!" the other man said, looking at their literally joined hands. There was no longer a disconnect between their palms, their skin having fused together, their fingers collapsing into the joined flesh. All around the circle, the other men were making the same exclamations until they formed an unbreakable circle of human. Another man ran up from the nervous and scared crowd to try and pull two of his friends apart, only to have his own hands fuse to their wrists.

"What's going on?!" Chief Provnoch yelled, rushing forward but not touching any of the linked men. Instead, she shot an accusing look towards the disguised Aiden. "Is this your doing? Why would you do this?"

"You know, everyone keeps asking me that," Aiden said, sitting back down in his chair. "'Why are you attacking me? Why are you pulling your dick out? Why are you fucking my daughter into a drooling slut that's begging for cock?' You all need to get over yourselves. There is no order to this, I do what I want because I want to. It's as simple as that. Oh, and by the way, all those rumors you're so concerned about? You really should have been more worried. Or at least, you shouldn't have let the subject of those rumors into your station. Lousy security for a police station."

"Are you saying you're the source of the rumors? You're the one spreading them?" Amanda yelled, the fury in her eyes enough to make a lesser man crumble in fear. Aiden was not a lesser man.

"I mean, yes and no. Those rumors are more about me than anything else. Now, I've had enough of your yapping. Time to get a move on, I have a date." Aiden snapped his fingers again. One tense second later, a loud groan came from the circle of men. Two of the men, both large police officers, slumped down, cringing in pain.

"Jerry, what's wrong?! Stand up, you're pulling us down," the man next to one of them said, pulling on their fused hands.

"Can't, hurts! Fuuuuck!" the man screamed, his body shaking as his uniform stretched out. His shirt tore open with a pop, revealing rapidly growing flesh. The skin bubbled and swelled grotesquely until Jerry looked less like a man and more like a huge ball of growing meat. Everyone in the room watched with horror as the skin on his arms did the same, creeping down towards the men's joined hands. A moment later, it was past them and wasn't slowing down. Everyone was helpless to watch as all the joined men became a single fleshy monstrosity more akin to an eldritch monster than anything human. The twelve men were completely combined into one entity, their minds melded together into a singular voice of rage and rising lust. It sat there, molted flesh rippling and pulsing, all eyes on it.

"What are you waiting for?" Aiden asked it, peaking its attention. "I gave you instincts. Act on them. Go nuts, feel free. Just be sure to block the exits off. And I get the reception." Another beat and the horror lashed out, monstrous limbs shooting outward in every direction. A few punched through the walls, crushing the drywall. The rest reached out to the screaming crowd, latching onto people at random. The men were absorbed, their bodies merging with the monster instantly, new tendrils exploding out of their mutating bodies. The women met a different fate.

The first woman to be grabbed by the tentacles, a pudgy brunette that worked in forensics, barely had a moment to scream before a phallic tentacle jammed itself down her throat, jettisoning a powerful load of semen into her stomach. The heavy cum ripped through her already infected body, instantly transforming her into a cumming, fat-titted slut. She could do nothing but moan around the invading member as more and more jizz was pushed into her body. The other women in the room met a similar fate, penetrated in every way imaginable. Their bodies exploded into a sexual frenzy, cum pouring from any hole that wasn't being filled.

People tried to escape but were unable to open the doors, sealed by Aiden's planted flesh. It didn't hold long, but it was enough time for most of the people to fall to the growing monstrosity. The men continued to be absorbed, feeding the thing's endless expansion. It broke through the walls, surging ever outward into the building. It crawled along the ceiling, covered exits with an impenetrable wall of flesh, and claimed the entire building.

Through it all, Aiden sat and watched as people were trapped and consumed by the ravenous, newborn creature. No one was safe, save for Chief Amanda Provnoch, who stood in horror as her subordinates were absorbed or pumped full by the monster.

"What...how could you...why?" she asked, quietly, struggling not to throw up as one of her traffic cops exploded into tentacles, one of them immediately finding its way up a woman's skirt, sending her to the ground screaming as her ass was filled.

"I thought I already told you," Aiden said, standing up and walking towards the dazed woman. She didn't resist when he stood in front of her and tore her business suit apart with one hand, leaving her naked in the middle of the room. "Because I want to. Because no one can stop me from doing what I want. And I can do whatever I want. For example..."

Aiden mentally took control of the expanding eldritch creature, able to feel everything it did, from the texture of the walls and the heat of the furnace downstairs to the clenching rhythm of a secretary's cunt, begging for more of the thing's cum. Ignoring everything else, Aiden pushed five of the monster's tentacles out of the main body and brought them towards the shell-shocked police chief. The naked woman watched them approach with wide eyes, her small chest heaving.